JASON.

The touch to his shoulder only served to bring him closer, his arms wrapping around his love to keep her close. She didn’t need the protection but he liked the illusion anyway. “Now that is the best idea I’ve heard all day.” He said, one hand absentmindedly rubbing her back under her jacket as he eyed the wallet. “Any preference for what I do with him in the meantime Darling?” He questioned, eyes returning to meet his wife’s. He knew that he very much wanted to drag the man into the boot of the car and keep him there until he begged and then punish him for what he said to his love but he wanted Monica’s opinion on this one. 

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          Slinging an arm over his shoulder, she fiddles with his collar, long nails scraping over the back of his neck lightly as she considers what her preferences are.  As much as she’d like a night with her husband sans interruptions, he’s not unlike a smoking gun when he gets like this, and his temper only fuels her.  How could she pass this up?  She holds so much power like this, with someone finally in her corner, finally willing to fight for her.  ❝  Hit him where it hurts, baby,  ❞  She purrs, decided as she tilts her head, dark eyes falling on the form slowly coming to on the floor.  It’s going to be one of those nights.  ❝  Just not too hard.  The real fun starts later.  Gotta make it last.  ❞

 
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sugar sweet

independent
DARLING
of edgar wright's
baby driver
est. june 28, 2017.
written by paris.

when it's so deep

if you make my buddy
see RED, you'll see
nothing but BLACK.

deep inside of me

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