vuyie's sansestober 2026
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Cross let her eyes close again, feeling as a single tear dragged itself down her face.
They separated, gasping for air. The smell of over-ripe fruit hit Cross’ nose harshly, but she couldn’t find herself shying away from it. Killer tasted sweet, the taste ruined by the vodka.
A string of spit connected them for longer than necessary. When it broke, most of it went straight to Cross’ chin. Her summoned tongue flicked out by reflex, licking up what she could reach. Killer’s hand moved from her cheek to swipe the rest off of her face using her hoodie sleeve.
(OR: Cross and Killer get drunk with the rest of the team after a mission, then make out in Cross' room)
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- Part 3 of vuyie's silly smut fics
- Part 1 of vuyie's sansestober 2026
