[It becomes pretty obvious that he is absolutely not immune when he recovers from his whine of protest at being hit with the tell-tale signs of a Horny Boy lighting up his face.]
Who am I making deals with?
[He grins as he comes in closer, reaching for her waist. Wanting her more, more.]
No one's asked for nothing from me that they were willing to work for.
That's the thing. How was I supposed to know we could get shit from you guys?
[Hm, looks like someone's mad because she wasn't thinking with portals.]
I had to find out from that one g— Ah ah ah.
[She holds a finger up and steps back, out of his reach. The look she's giving him maybe betrays this fiery exterior a little bit, but she's not letting up.]
Oh, right, other things. Like us being trapped on a demonic cruise ship, fighting for our lives.
[She reels back just a touch, like she might hit him again, but she thinks better of it. Instead, she gives him her best glare, tilting her head to one side. One hand moves to delicately grip him by the chin.]
Why don't we start with what on Earth had you so goddamn distracted that you didn't think to pass along that critical piece of info?
[He starts to flinch, but then she's got him again, and all he can think about is Katy, Katy, Katy. Is this how Alisha lives, every day? His mind is reeling.]
How absolutely, incredibly fucking gorgeous you are, for one thing.
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Who am I making deals with?
[He grins as he comes in closer, reaching for her waist. Wanting her more, more.]
No one's asked for nothing from me that they were willing to work for.
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[Hm, looks like someone's mad because she wasn't thinking with portals.]
I had to find out from that one g— Ah ah ah.
[She holds a finger up and steps back, out of his reach. The look she's giving him maybe betrays this fiery exterior a little bit, but she's not letting up.]
You can touch me when you've earned it.
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Well, love, I didn't think to bring it up! We were a bit busy talking about other things, weren't we?
[Tee hee.]
You're in charge, then. How ya figurin I earn my keep?
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[She reels back just a touch, like she might hit him again, but she thinks better of it. Instead, she gives him her best glare, tilting her head to one side. One hand moves to delicately grip him by the chin.]
Why don't we start with what on Earth had you so goddamn distracted that you didn't think to pass along that critical piece of info?
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[He starts to flinch, but then she's got him again, and all he can think about is Katy, Katy, Katy. Is this how Alisha lives, every day? His mind is reeling.]
How absolutely, incredibly fucking gorgeous you are, for one thing.
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I am, aren't I?
[Her hand drifts off of him again so she can tug off her shirt. She doesn't bother making a show of it—she has his full attention, she's sure.]
I bet you haven't been able to stop thinking about me since last week.