“You’re back, I see.” @exaltedlux

“How’ve you been?”

“What’s got you all down, Quinn?”

“In some cases. They mostly focus on the hold, not the basics.” Near the back of the trap was a little hole that wasn’t glued or tampered with. Laying in his side, he took out a small pouch, pulling out a small rod. “This might hurt.”

Walks over with a smug grin, crawling on the bed to position himself on top. Teasing her most scared place with a weapon she loves most. Are you ready?

He unsheathed his knife, using it jab at the dirt around the trap. “They’ve modified this trap to catch people of your…stature.”

“Been a while.” @HerSwordOfSouls

“Oh, quite a lot, actually.”

“You were missed.”

“Yeah, it’s decent talking to someone with people trying to jump me, or complain as to why I’m here.” He sighed for a moment. “But anyway, it’s much better talking to you.”

Wrong kind of mustard?

And be the reason why your head is in the clouds? Yeah, I’m good.

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Yeah, I’m not boosting your ego with that.

Oh, he won’t take long at all. In fact, he’s already there—naked and ready to go.

You’ll be fine.

“Then, we can have our fun without worry, then.” Hold up. “No need to be sorry. Quite frankly, I feel the same way about like you feel about me.”

“I see.” He nodded. “Well, that’s unfortunate for you, and perhaps, me.”

“Care to explain?”

“Hold on, you have a bomb inside you?” Well, this was new.