#vaquerc

     Perhaps this was a bad idea. Initially, when she heard that Jesse McCree was in the area and was looking for a bounty --- the very one she had been after --- she was ready to jump at the chance of working with him. It felt like it had been longer than 7 years since she’d seen him, a part of her longed for things to return to the way they were.

          They were both drunk, more so than usual, but that was not the entire reason for this game.  Always teasing and egging the other on, waiting to see who would cave first to carnal desire, only time could tell.  She was buying her time only this time was different.  Damn him.  He used her actual name in such a public place.  How he even was granted such a privilege, she’ll never allow again.  Lips purse as she glares momentarily at him.  Idiot.  He should be so lucky the place was so loud, she could only hope no one heard him utter that name, but to ensure he didn’t say anything else she had to do something she knew would work instantly.

          His lips are dry, beaten from the sun, the lingering liquor and the tobacco that they wrapped around.  Whiskey and cigar mingle together, an unusual flavor but not unwelcoming.  So he wasn’t half bad a kisser, even if he was drunk, or perhaps that was what led her to believe he was a good kisser.  Not that she’d ever let him know.

           ❛     Say that name out loud again and I promise you, you won’t live to see another day McCree.     ❜  Another quick kiss to seal the deal before she leans back against the lip of the bar, taking a quick sip of her drink with a sly smile.  Whether he believed her threat or not, she didn’t quite care.  The terms were laid out before him, it was his choice to ignore it or roll the dice.

it seems answers does not matter as much as question. “  you’re leaving ?!  ”

          ❛ speak.  ❜

─── ≫ 🎮 ≪ ─── SOFT sigh -- if not slightly dramatic -- leaves her as she lets her body fall, leaning her weight against his side. Slightly tired, slightly grumpy, she mutters something in Korean under her breath as her arms snake around his, her body curling up comfortably against him now.

        ❝ I’m staying here and there’s nothing you can do about it. ❞

„ I’m SICK of being friendly, besides, they pretty much deserve it… are you gonna help me or NOT? ‘cause ai don’ have all day to be standing doing NOTHIN’ like that. ”