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The man looked upon the bird with a small smirk on his face. “What a fun little twist, isn’t this Oswald? The former king meets the true king of Gotham.” All giggles aside, he had allowed the man in and made sure his own men stood down from blowing the feathers off the poor Penguin. “What is it you want? Help, to take someone out, I doubt you come all the way here to chat with me, though that would be a bit interesting”

Send “You’re Mine” for my muse’s reaction to yours being possessive of them.  

A red flush climbed his neck and he ducked his head, huffing but unable to suppress a helpless grin.

“Uh-huh…um…” He cleared his throat. “Uh… can we pretend I said something witty and assertive?”

Muse’s reaction to rough actions || @kirxly || accepting

”Mmph!” Eyes wide, it didn’t take him a second to melt intothe kiss. His hands wandered restlessly, mapping out the familiar formunderneath the expensive fabrics before gathering his lover close.

”Missed you…”he whispered between kisses, against thin, perfectly curved lips. Normally hedidn’t mind to be on the road for so long, but this tour had seemed endless nowthat he had somebody to miss. Falling asleep without Oz had been impossible inthe beginning.

”So much…”

 “I have everything to lose.” Penny admitted quietly, eyes sad as she glanced up at the man sitting next to her. The urge to slip her small hand into his raised it’s head---

 But she merely grazed the tips of his fingers instead.