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Banhammer burns with embarrassment at the endeared huff Medkit lets out against his lips and pulls away, squinting at the other man as he caught his breath. “I know you aren’t laughin’.”
“I’m not.” Medkit murmurs in a heartbeat like the lying bastard he is, warm breath tickling Banhammer’s face. Amusement crinkles the corner of his eye all the same.
“Shut up. You’re so bad at lying.” Banhammer mutters back, craning his neck to nip at a bruised bottom lip, and Medkit raises an eyebrow.
“Oh, the records beg to differ.”
“What records? The ones up your ass?”
“No.” Medkit leans closer, fingers pressing down just that little bit more on Banhammer’s neck. “Mental records, of course. You aren’t as good at figuring out lies as you think you are, and besides, the only ass that’s going to have something up it is yours.”
And then after a moment of self-conscious contemplation. “That something is going to be my cock, if that wasn’t clear enough.”
Banhammer lets the silence drag on, refusing to gratify Medkit and his stupid, anticipating expression with an immediate response.
“Was that your attempt at flirtin’?” Banhammer finally mutters, letting his exasperation slip.
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- Part 3 of himbo banhammer and his three stooges