aggression + out of control + mass amounts of aphro

[brothercumface]

Her head was reeling. It had been since she had woken up this morning, but what was much more afflicting and horrifying was the constant throb between her legs and the inability to do anything about it. Well, that wasn't quite true. She had already slipped her hand between her legs twice this morning before even getting out of bed, and the

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[super_sane]

He had been watching her for...how long now? Just for the whole time she was out in the hallway. Joker was never one to not appreciate a show, though he would need to tread lightly with her; he could swear he sees some blood. Ah, whatever, everyone died sometime.

"Hey, gumdrop." He says, stepping out of a room from just behind her. That's right--he's a ninja like that! Said "ninja" also has on just his pants.

Respect it.

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[brothercumface]

Oh, fuck. Not him again. Her irritated seemed to up a notch without her consent, and Minatsuki took to kicking the wall viciously before whirling to face him. He was right behind her, which was a little disconcerting, but saved her the trouble of walking over to him to aim a punch at the side of his head as she did now. Small flecks of blood spattered the carpet from her open wounds, but Minatsuki seemed to have completely forgotten - or just foregone - her ability as a Deadman in favor of actual violence.

"Don't call me that you piece of shit," she snarled with so much animosity lacing her words that it was almost palpable in the air.

<3!! :D

[super_sane]

Joker grins and waits until the last second to duck, then takes a couple of quick steps forward within range of her arms, but past where she could get a good hit on him. Immediately he pushes against the wall, separating her legs and fitting himself between them better as he flattens his body to hers.

Gently he cups her chin, hand slowly moving to cup her cheek. "I'll call you whatever I want. You'll learn that~ Now...why is it I can practically smell you, hmm? Thinkin of our last time together? Shame on you."

[brothercumface]

"Oh you fucking -" she didn't finish her statement, moving to slap his hand away from her face vehemently. Smell her? That was sick - and she slightly hoped the bile rising in her throat would be enough to hack up and spit in his face. Didn't seem to be working out that way, however, and all Minatsuki could instantly feel to do was reach her hand up, lace it through his hair and tug violently before he had any chance to bat off her wrist.

"I've had better than you," was her heated retort.