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He offers up a nervous chuckle and shifts his weight from one foot to the other, it was true though, he was normally used to woman needing to make or heavily suggest him making the first move. But never had he dealt with a woman who had laid it out so bluntly like that.

“…”

“Ah well, Ma always said I had tha fuckin’ charm in me... Guess my Pops was supposed ta be that way growin’ up an’ shit or somethin’...”

“—- not as much I love ya’.” She teases. 

“Well aren’t you just tha cutest fuckin’ thing ever, huh?” A giggle is offered up as she wiggles closer in Daryl’s lap, adjusting so she could press flush to her wife and lean in to nip at her neck. She hums out as hands rub along her skin, lips press to the soft flesh of the others neck placing open mouthed kisses up a path to her earlobe where to playfully bites and nibbles at her. “Mmm, we keep this up an’ I’m goin’ t’ have t’ fuck tha shit outta ya,” she giggles as her hands roam up to cup breasts and give them a gentle little squeeze as her own back arches to bring them closer together.

“Right…. don’t know him then…. Erm…” Uncrossing his arms for a moment he gestured to the fags in the mans hand and then to the sign over the counter. “Erm.. no smoking in here mate…. “ 

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ when did everyone get so fuckin’ picky about where fucks smoke?” The comment was more or less directed to himself but despite his complaints the smokes still find their way back inside his jacket pocket. “Well uh, maybe you could tell me, have ya seen any suspicious fucks around? Ya may not recognize tha name but… suspicious activity even? This guy is kinda fuckin’ hard t’ miss… looks like a rat in tha fuckin’ face too if that helps.”

“Uhbut swoap isedn’t uhposed two go in you’wre mouf, swilly. It’s foe washing and fings wiked dat.” Her face was serious as she explained slowly to the man what soap was used for, a tip of her head to the side. You could almost see the wheels turning in her little head as she looked up at the man. “Ised dat why da twuckers were mwuddy? Dey eated da swoap?” 

He figured this might be an easier route, I mean, it worked on his nieces and nephews and there was a whole fucking brood of them.