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"Hmm? Who told you his name was Vikky?” William inquired.
“I’m not telling,” Arthur whispered before he was next to William with his scythe casually resting on his shoulders. “Hey, William. I’m thirsty.”
“What does that have to do with me?” William groaned. “And why are you here shirtless?”
“Oh.” Arthur paused and looked down at his chest. There were plenty of scars crossing his chiseled front, but any wounds obtained from the blast they had experienced at the church were gone.
Only his neck was still wrapped with bandages where the apparent collar had previously been.
“Was checking some measurements and stuff,” Arthur announced and then leaned right over until he was literally kissing William.
William didn’t even flinch though his scowl was clear as day when Arthur leaned back with a striking grin.
“Should I even ask why you just kissed me?”
“Nope,” Arthur declared with pride but practically jumped up and down in anticipation. “But I want you to.”
William sighed while he briefly looked down at Mervyn. The poor man would die in a good minute if neither of them did something.
I wasn’t going to save his bleeding ass.
"Why did you kiss me, Arthur?” William was simply going along with Arthur’s madness.
Arthur leaned in to whisper in his ear, “I wanted to know how you taste as a male.” He was laughing gleefully before he added, “Plus, I said I was thirsty.”
William rolled his eyes before he was Willow again.
“That’s a horrible excuse,” she noted as Arthur eyed her from top to bottom.
“Why are you naked?” Arthur genuinely asked.
Willow frowned and looked down to see she really was naked.
The sight did sinful things to my bloody cock.
"I don’t even fucking know.” Willow huffed and put her hands in the air. “I’m fucking done with tonight. Fuck everyone.”
“Now, now.” Arthur stopped her from spinning around and probably walking out of this damn building, his hands lightly pressing her shoulders to turn her back around.
Flames burst into existence which made me tense up for a moment because I couldn’t tell if they were harmful to Willow or not, but my nerves soon sizzled down to a minimum as the flames wrapped around Willow and cloaked her in a two-piece lingerie lace set that shifted from orange to black.
“You normally have better temperament, Sweet Domino,” Arthur acknowledged and put his chin to rest on her right shoulder—a clear habit of his.“Now you’re like a ticking time bomb ready to blow. Why?”
“I don’t have an answer to that,” she huffed and pointed to Mervyn. “And can we do something about him? He’s already pissed me off and made a mess of my change room.”
Arthur peered down at the poor guy that was clearly on his last breaths.
“Hmm. He could be useful later on. I don’t think you should actually kill him.”
“The fact it’s coming from you actually deems him valuable,” Willow muttered in disgust before she grumbled, “Fine. Save his poor ass.”
“Yes, master,” he sang happily before snapping his fingers.
Mervyn went from taking his last breaths to gasping like he’d just reached the surface of a swimming pool after being underwater for far too long.
He was a coughing mess, which left the three of us staring down at him before Willow glanced my way.
