"You scream like a girl, yah fuck'n pansy."
Doc Worth muttered this line from beneath a scraggly pillow, both he and Conrad tangled breathlessly in the bed sheets.
Conrad opened his mouth for a quick retort, but couldn't think of anything. He did scream rather loudly, and with a moderately high pitched sound.
"Just because I don't have smoker's lung doesn't mean I sound like a girl." he mumbled back eventually. it was a lame come back and he knew it.
"Tobacco's good for yah. Just cuz' you don't have the balls to try it doesn't mean you should bash it, princess."
"Is that your expert medical opinion?" Conrad snorted in response, "Never mind the thousands of carcinogens you ingest every time you suck on that cancer stick?"
"I seem to recall yah not mindin' me sucking on something else a bit earlier..."
Conrad, once again, didn't have a decent response. Worth could feel his advantage.
"Not t'mention how much you squeel-" He was quickly cut off, a pillow launched at his face.
"You forget how much you moaned in delight when I bit you?" Conrad asked while Doc Worth was too busy being smothered to retort, "Or how you whimper when I licked the trail of blood from your neck?"
The pillow shot across the bed again, this time at Conrad's head.
"Yer still a fuck'n pansy, pup."
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They would argue after sex. 8|
You know they would.
Conrad, Doc worth, and HINABN property of the wonderful Tessa, and not mine.