Mildly so.

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Who: Red and Church
What: Booty call
When: Like one AM. 11th
Where: Red’s place
Rating: R for Red. And for language. And probably adult content. >.>

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She really shouldn't be so 'glass half empty' about the whole thing. A very strong, tall, attractive man was coming over to her apartment, and she really shouldn't act like she didn't want what he was suggesting. Church knew she did, so there wasn't any point in hiding it! He remembered the way to her apartment and headed up the steps before stopping in front of the door, lifting a hand to knock three times.

He was wearing a pair of jeans and a jacket that had blood running over the front some, soaked into the collar. He hadn't changed his shirt since the day before, when Tex had shot him in the head.. he still had a little blood on the side of his neck, too, where he'd missed when he'd washed his face.

"I brought a twenty for your time!" Called in at the door, as he leaned a hand against it with a smirk.

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"Keep your money." Red pulled open the door and just stared at him, scanning him from head to toe. Appraising. She was always calculating their worth. Her hand came to rest against her jutting hip, other arm pressed against the frame of the open door. He was attractive. Very much so. Had they parted on better circumstances, she would have been more than happy to let him back into her home.

"Use it to buy yourself some new clothes." She gestured at the blood and scowled. Honestly, she was just hoping that it wasn't hers, because that was not a friendly or welcome reminder. "Honestly, I don't want any more blood in my house. Or dead people." Yes, she still remembered that last trick he pulled, and was not amused by it.

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He smirked a little when she opened the door, watching her as she scanned him over. "You know, we could make a good business out of you pimping me out. Get me a fun little leash and collar and all the pretty ladies in town can get fucked for fifty bucks. What do you think? I bet you'd like to drag me around with a leash.." He stepped forward, reaching out with a hand to touch under her chin, tilting it up to have a look at her.

"What happened to the sling? The big ugly broken jaw?" He slid rough fingers forward over her jaw then, curling slowly underneath it. "You better not be wearing that fucking lipstick again."

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"I'm a fast healer." The redhead gritted her teeth when his hand came close, expecting something different...but damn he was hot. And the image of him on a leash was...Well needless to say it made her forget about Barney for about a minute there, closing her eyes as that mirthful smirk ran its course.

His quip about the lipstick had her looking at him again, eyes holding their familiar sharpness.

"Why don't you find out?"

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It'd mean she'd have to take the hand out of his pants, but she figured that the opportunity cost was worth it, and shoved off his shirt and jacket. Because undressing someone else was so hot. As was that thing he did with his mouth against her throat.

Her eyes had closed too, and she was about in the same position Church was -- that of thinking about Barney and not thinking about him. She had a feeling the Spartan wasn't exactly considering her during this whole fiasco, and didn't give a damn. She was a woman, but not the sort that was about to pitch a fit if he called her the wrong name; not like anybody even knew he real name.

Shirt off, she pressed her hands against his back and dug her claws in, raking against the flesh. "You better be as good as you look," she threatened.

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As she got his shirt and jacket off, Church slid strong arms around her back and tugged at her shirt from the back, pulling it up quickly enough to jerk her arms up in the process, scraping the fabric against her neck and chin as he forced it off over her head and dropped it onto the floor next to her. "Well I'm glad you think I'm attractive enough to fuck, Suzzie. Or whatever the fuck you said your name was." He smirked and was reaching around her for the hooks of her bra, fumbling with them a moment (Tex wore sports bras, not these.. womanly things) before he figured it out and unhooked it, pulling it forward and away from her body. Then Church was actually taking a step back away from her and lowering blue eyes to admire her, having no qualms with staring a long moment before looking back up at her face.

"Well, the twins are nice looking." Said with a grin as he stepped in again, reaching to grab one of her wrists with his hand, lowering her hand back down to the front of his pants.

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"Glad you approve." Remarkably, she didn't take offense to the crass statement. He appreciated her, at least on a physical level, and that in itself was nice. Church had to have some manner of respect for her in order to come back like this after she'd knocked him out and gotten him shot. She also didn't mind his insistent hand, rolling her eyes with a little grin as her fingers worked magic.

Closing the distance between them, the redhead kissed him innocently on the cheek. "And I think you're bright enough to know that I don't give my real name."

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"You do it with such practiced ease." Teased quietly as her hand slid back down the front of his pants, and he moved his own down to unbutton them and pull the zipper down, giving her a little more room to work with. "Maybe I'll start calling you my whore, and come visit you three times a week for a pick me up. What do you think?" His hands were sliding to the front of her pants then, thumbing the button free before dragging the zipper down, slowly.

"Shelly. That's what you called yourself." He remembered with another little smile. "Maybe I'll call you something new every time I see you. That'll shake things up some, get me going.."