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“What the hell’s your obsession with my clothes anyway?” he bites out, only half-seriously. It’s hard not to play along with Killer’s ramblings, but he just never seems to grow bored of it, much to everyone’s (but especially Cross’) chagrin.
“Tryin’ to figure out how y’even take it off. I mean, like, it’s gotta take at least half an hour,” Killer laughs. He’s leaning on the edge of the table like an asshole, folded arms and all. Cross wants the table to give way, because he knows Killer’s heading somewhere with that. “If you get in the mood, your cock’s gonna dissipate before y’even get to it.”
Of course.