![]() My blood-soaked vigilante looked like the angel of death coming to rescue me. I decided to do this in silence, neither needing to say it out loud.He was the only one to know my shame, was the only one to see me in such a state. We agreed to never talk about that time ever again. It had been three years since he rescued me and helped me. Three years later.QueenieMissions with Joker were always difficult for me. That thought gets me hard, wanting to lick her tears away.“Was he that bad?” I try to lighten the mood, not knowing how to improve this situati The only time that I want to see her like this would be if she were gagging on my cock. Mascara is running down her face, with tears choking her. When she opens the door, she practically falls into the leather seat. However, I know that would only piss her off further. The sight makes me want to run to get her, to help her into the car. I open the blacked-out car, waiting for her on the street below.As I watched her exit the building, my Queen sobbed as she carried herself across the street. As she sorts herself out, I collect my things. Her sexy mouth is pinching together, which makes me want to run my thumb over them. She was so incredibly sexy and looked sexually frustrated. I watch her exit the room with a thumb drive in hand. The one pump chump is sleeping on the couch. I sit and wait until my Queen finishes gathering the files we need. She created her own personal army generals with her children.We were the clay, and she molded us to She had members of cartels, the mafia, military generals, and officials who owed her favors, and taught us everything. Instead, we would run strategies with army men. He doesn’t enjoy ordering us around unless he has to.I didn’t play with Barbies when I was little. The man thought he had to shoulder all the Deck’s burdens on his shoulders. It thrilled Ace about that aspect took some of the pressure off him. More or less, I get to help organize missions and helping coordinate people. Not that any of them would slut shame me, of course.I wasn’t sure if I would enjoy desk duty, but I love it. I think they were all a little relieved, nothing like watching or hearing about your sister having sex with marks. My brothers were all supportive of me stepping back from fieldwork. QueenieDesk duty, training and recruiting was now my life. It might be time to face facts and realize that the toys that line my closet will be the closest thing to a rel I cannot seem to focus enough on my pleasure. Someone that can blow my mind by shutting the damn thing off. Someone to take charge of me in the bedroom. ![]() Maybe that’s part of my problem is that I know exactly what I want. Yeah, I know that’s never going to be me. If I figured Joker out, he would need someone who would be soft and listen to everything he said or wanted. Was she everything I wasn’t? I bet she was soft where she needed to be and had big doe eyes that could cry so pretty. The faceless woman was the least of my problems, but right now, she was the easiest person to be pissed off at. I went to the gym and beat the ever-living shit out of a punching bag, picturing the crying bitches face. Queenie Packing for a mission that I don’t want to be on in the first place is putting me in a piss poor mood. She was a sexy, vengeful goddess, her face splattered with blood. Instead of stabbing me, she jabs her pointer finger at me, poking me in the chest. I honestly think she might stab me if she had a knife. She is so stubborn and I get that I fucked up but can't we just move past this? “Queen, can we just put this to bed?”My beautiful Queen turns around, glaring at me she raises her pointer finger at me. ![]() ![]() This speed she maintains while walking, as I try to get her to listen to reason. However, I am so very wrong in that thought. After watching her kill Randall I didn't think I could want her more. ![]() The blood that stains them makes it that much hotter. Whoever invented yoga pants was in my good graces. I have to bite my fist as I walk behind her. What can I do to get her to squish this between us? I almost lost her all those years ago. JokerNowI walk after Queen, trying to have this out here rather than in her apartments. ![]()
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