She looks at the elf, and at Amon. "Maybe it would be better to keep him alive? Blackmail him?"
(Right :D) Picking herself up, Vixen looks around the crash site, looking to see if the truck driver is okay, before moving to examine the police van.
She resists the urge to roll her eyes. "Fine... Just... be delicate, okay? Don't offend them, or they might do something extreme."
She whispers angrily. "I threw you the knife! Why didn't you escape?"
Vixen giggles, ready to commit some more crime, while she gives directions. "Alright, a left here... the next right... Nope, wrong, do a U-turn."...
(Right, I remember now. I didn't know they both got arrested.) Vixen gives a beaming smile and climbs up beside the driver, kissing his cheek...
(What's the difference between the main force and the detachment?) Mmmmm, this prisoner escape would be so much better with a delicious, ice cold...
Vixen grabs a police radio before running away from the van, listening out for signs of the transport carrying her captured minions. Needing...
Taking the driver's advice, Vixen slips a hand into the brunette's uniform to find the key for the truck door, and opens it, before waiting for...
"No." Vixen snarls petulantly. "You killed the mood." She uses her telekinesis to send whatever's in the brunette's hand slamming into her head,...
Isabella's delicate fingers begin to undo Varrin's laces. "I did. Not as much as you did, I think, but yes, it's a pretty sight."
Looking out, she sees a number of rough looking humans, probably bandits, looting the corpses of villagers. "Anyone see that feckin' elf?" The...
As Mirellia stabs at the first man, she hears the screech of metal on metal as her sword hits a breastplate he was wearing under his clothes....
"Mmmh, hngh..." Slowly, dripping with water, the priestess awakens. "Where-..." After a few moments, she comes to her senses and remembers where...
Heading through the mud, she travels about half a mile, her witcher senses helping her to keep her sense of direction, until finally she sees the...
"Nah, I'd better not get naked in front of you." He grins. "Might turn you mad with desire, and then someone could sneak up on us."
Ashton nods and begins to clamber his way towards his destination. Mirellia, nimble from her training and enhanced by her armour, easily makes it...
Abigail rolls her eyes. "And the alternative is: I walk back through the drowner infested swamps?" The redhead gives a chuckle. "Yeah, you're not...
"Maybe once...or twice." She hums as her hands touch the outline of his cock.
Gustav passes her armour to her, looking at her body. "Not as nice as it could have been, but all things considered, pretty pleasant."
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