🔫water guns, Phantom x Blackquill
“Finally, I have you right where I want you.” Simon raised the gun, aiming it at the other man’s bare, scarred chest.
The phantom grimaced, pressing the trigger on his own weapon– empty. He raised his hands in defeat, begging, “Please, don’t shoot!”
“What a fool you are to expect mercy from me. ” Without a second of hesitation, Simon pulled the trigger.
The phantom staggered backwards— under the heavy jet of water that issued from Simon’s toy gun.
Laughing, Simon rushed to grab the other man as he stumbled, pulling his wet chest against his own, and into a kiss.
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This inspired me instantly! Thank you XD
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