#this is a snippet of a scene from 'five boys jack twist had liked'

[nopeferatu]

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"Christ—fuck, oh God, Ennis—" Jack panted and squirmed within Ennis' arms, rocking back as best as he could to meet the fervent thrusts behind him. Ennis ran a hand along Jack's chest, down to his soft belly before reaching his muscled thigh to pull it farther where it hooked over Ennis' hip, spreading him wider. Finally, he reached for his dripping cock, hand and hips working in tandem to stroke Jack both inside and out.

Soon, Jack tensed, and Ennis heard the familiar intake of breath that let him know Jack was on the edge. "C'mon now, darlin'," he breathed, nipping at his ear, and with one, two, three more pumps, Jack gasped, spilling himself sticky-wet onto Ennis' knuckles and trembling in his arms. Ennis lengthened his strokes, chasing his own release and burying himself deep inside of Jack, nuzzling his face in the back of his neck to stifle his groan.

The two laid spooned together for a bit, Ennis softening inside him as they rode their highs and caught their breaths. Jack felt Ennis' fingertips trail along his flank, felt soft kisses pressed into the nape of his neck before stretching a long, luxurious stretch in the circle of Ennis' arms and settling back down onto the bed.

The bed. Now wasn't that just something. Though this thing between them had led them through snow-capped foothills and past still corries, riding along jagged crags that sliced through cool spring air, and had seen them rolling around on fragrant summer beds of columbine before the autumn-chilled freshwater streams sluiced over them when they were done; though it'd had them traipsing all over Wyoming's natural wonders, a simple bed sitting in a room with four solid walls was territory their thing had not charted. Not since they were four years worth of desperate to consummate their friendship once more in the dingy Motel Siesta room.

Probably would never have charted again, neither, had an old foreman Ennis used to work for not had an out of use cabin to spare that harsh winter, and had there not been a long string of disappointments that Ennis needed to make up for.

Jack finally felt Ennis ease out of him. Remembering to send up a little prayer of thanks for the generosity of Don Wroe, he turned to face him, leaning in for a kiss.

"Mornin', darlin'," Ennis murmured after pulling away.

Jack smiled. He knew the sparsely used pet name to be part of his taciturn cowboy's quiet form of pillow talk, something he was always delighted to revel in when given the chance. The fact that he got to hear it twice that morning alone meant Ennis was deep in his tender feelings, mirroring his own mood.

"'s too early to be mornin'," he yawned, his long fan of lashes fluttering shut once more.

It was just about closing in on 5. The sun had not yet made its steady ascent from the east across the dark December sky, and here they were rolling around in bed—a cardinal sin in Ennis' line of work, which demanded him bright eyed and bushy tailed by 4 a.m., but a lifestyle that Jack had long grown unaccustomed to. It was something he'd all but left behind when he set out from his parents' ranch in Lightning Flat at just twenty years of age.

Hell, Jack wouldn't have even been awake at all had it not been for Ennis and his damn internal clock. Jack had felt him shuffle off the bed to go take a leak and mess with the wood-burning stove around 4 before settling back against his warm body, unintentionally pressing his cock into the small of his back. Like every good country boy brought up under a proud mama, Jack was raised to never look a gift horse in the mouth. As soon as Jack felt his length rub against him he stirred from his feigned slumber, grabbed at Ennis and, still slick and loose from their last coupling only a few hours before, eagerly fitted him inside for another go-around.

If he hadn't been tired before, he was definitely exhausted by then.

Jack heard Ennis' amused hum and felt the weight on the bed shift. Opening his eyes, he put a quick hand on his shoulder to stop him from getting up.

"Ain't got no horses to tend to," Jack started with a gentle tug, "jus'... stay here a lil' longer," he said, his blue eyes tired but imploring.

Ennis conceded, settling back down besides Jack before lifting a hand to run his fingers through his thick, dark locks. For a moment the two just laid together face to face, eyes locked and nothing but the sound of crackling fire, even breathing and fingers gently combing through hair disturbing the peaceful morning quiet that had settled upon the room.

As with the pet name, Jack usually savored the moments he was able to drown himself in the whiskey rivers that flowed in Ennis' dark eyes. After all, his shy cowboy was not so good at making nor maintaining eye contact—not even with Jack, despite all they'd shared throughout their years together. However, the combination of being up at such an early hour, the warmth of the rekindled fire, the five-alarm sex, and the tender hand stroking his hair proved a potent mix that made it hard to keep his heavy eyes open.

Jack felt Ennis shift closer before the hand at the back of his head tugged him in for another kiss. The sweet press of lips was as passionate a declaration as their love making had been, with no heat behind it to stoke up another round. Jack didn't mind, though; there was still nearly a whole week's worth of time for that, yet. Right then, he was just too tired to do much of anything but drift.

The last thing Jack remembered was nicked fingers caressing his scalp and warm puffs of breath feathering across his nose as the quiet hum of an old lullaby, same as the one he'd heard in the memory kept closest to his heart, drew him back into deep and sated slumber.

[thesunshinebunny]

Can you please do headcanons for what the twisted wonderland boys would do if their girlfriends ex showed up wanting her back?

Uh… .ALL OF THEM ???? Are you serious ?? Oh My God !!!! Ummmmmmmm, OK, I’LL DO MY BEST, but I think it’s about time I started putting character limits because this is going to be difficult.

IT WAS INSANEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE For obvious reasons I didn’t include Ortho, so I hope this is still to your liking

Riddle

He tried to make the meeting as smooth and consistent as possible.

He is the dorm leader, he has to be the example of maturity and consistency in dealing with women.

He tried for more than half an hour to dispel the insults towards him and politely asked them to get out of Hearstlabyul, but when your ex started talking about you… oh boiiii

Our Queen is pisseeeeeeeeed.

Indispensably if your ex had magic or not, it’ll be OF WITH THEIR HEAD.

Had to ask not only to Trey and Cater but also the dynamic duo to escort them out.

Treat him with little sweetness and a cup of coffee, our redhead will thank you.

"I love you, and I will always be by your side as long as you want to have me with you"

Trey

The personified knight. Outside of joking, at no point did he get upset or ask them to leave in a rude manner.

He handled the situation calmly and when your ex finished speaking, that was when his face changed radically.

Yes, the knight in shining armor was quite a facade.

He gave your ex a gloomy look and in a low tone commented that they were not welcome at Heartslabyul, much less NRC and that they had to leave if they didn’t want to end up with a broken leg.

SHOOK.

Both of you spent the night baking cakes and watching bad movies, even though what Trey really cared the most was spending the night with you, snuggled between his sheets.

"I may have reacted in a somewhat terrifying way, but believe me when I tell you that that look will never be directed at you"

Cater

Our dear orange haired man here didn't take it very well. It was one of the few moments in which his face or voice had not the hint of happiness and amusement that characterized him so much.

He may have used his unique magic to intimidate your ex… I mean, if a mildly angry Cater doesn't do any good, I guess five will work.

Indispensably whether it worked or not, you could always call in the dynamic duo to get your ex out of the way.

Spoiler alert: it wasn’t necessary the one neuron duo, with the five Caters it was more than enough.

Before they left the dorm, he took a selfie as not in a mockery mode and uploaded it to his social medias.

“Do you want to appear in the photo? So I can show the world how beautiful you are, how lucky I am to have you and how stupid your ex was to show up at school "

Ace

Another one who lost his temper, but just when the person in front of him said it was your ex.

Don't overthink it, he just made an angry face because he already knew what your ex was up to, and he didn't like it one bit.

Believe it or not, Ace didn't hold on to the punches with them. No, he simply told them that he had no intention of letting you go and immediately sent them flying with his magic.

For the last thing, he told them not to bother trying, turned around and went to where you were to give you a long, possessive kiss in front of your ex.

"I maaaay have been a bit possessive, but I don't want you to leave my side"

Deuce

He threw a cauldron at their head ... jocking ... or not?

Nah, nah, I'm kidding, but he did come close to throwing his famous cauldron at them and leaving them squashed like a figurine.

Lowkey rogue mode activated.

It may have scared you a little, but it didn't have much of an effect.

Your ex didn't leave you alone until Deuce punched him across the face, screaming for them to leave you alone.

You have to get out of the crime scene before any teacher comes.

Ashamed of himself. Maybe the way of resolution he had was not the best, but it was effective and you were grateful for that.

You gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek and told him everything was fine, that he didn't have to worry about anything; he was your knight in shining armor.

“Sorry, anger washed over me again. I couldn't bear the idea of you being taken away from me "

Leona

Man, this one acted out of pure pride. A stranger grabbing his beloved herbivore? Ohhhh noooo, honey, you messed with the wrong lion and prince.

This is one of the few times he wouldn't send Ruggie in to fix it. No. He would stand tall and beat this motherfucker ass.

You'll have to stop him before he turns your ex to sand, and I'm not kidding this time.

The very thought of someone taking his girlfriend from him drove him wild.

With your ex out of reach, and scared for life, he will demand cuddles and a nap.

He won't admit it, but Leona was afraid for a moment of losing you. You are his, and no one else's.

“I will not let anyone take you from my arms. I will protect you no matter what”

Ruggie

Used Laught with me, no discussion.

And there was no discussion with your ex. He just saw them with you, heard snippets that they wanted you back, that they wanted a second chance, blah blah blah ... and that was it, unique magic in action.

You got disoriented for a moment when you saw your ex walking strangely towards the exit, but when you heard the famous giggle of your boyfriend you knew immediately what was happening.

Let's be honest, in all it was a pretty funny image.

Ruggie stayed by your side all afternoon in the Savanaclaw lounge room playing and splashing in the water.

"I may be a possessive and territorial hyena, but this hyena is at your complete mercy"

Jack

Nothing like a good roar to scare away any predator that intends to stick its nose into other's prey.

Just kidding, Jack would never consider you prey, you are his significant other and that means he must protect you from any danger.

Wolf mode activated to the surprise of your ex.

He growled until their figure could not be seen on the horizon… lowkey cute as fuck.

Give him cuddles in this form, he would really appreciate it… he really would love your hands caressing his soft fur.

Record a video of his tail wagging, just for science.

“I figured you were uncomfortable and couldn't think of anything else to get your ex off your back. Now come with me, I want to caress you correctly"

Azul

Believe me when I tell you that the appearance of your ex not only irritated Azul, but also brought him insecurities that he thought were already buried under the ground.

The fact that a stranger appeared at the doors of the Mostro Lounge with an air of melodrama was enough for our octopus to go out to meet them directly, thinking they was just another customer ... an annoying customer, to tell the truth.

But when they started yelling for your presence, demanding that you come back to them, oh ... Yeah, this so-called customer is now banned from entering.

He let Floyd and Jade take care of them.

Like Riddle, give him love and a few sweets, he needs it. He really needs affection.

He needs to hear your voice, to remind him that you are with him now. He wants to hear you say that he is the only person in your world right now and that you would not leave him for nothing.

“I'm a silly octopus who got tangled in your arms and not the other way around. Only you give me the comfort that I've been looking for so much "

Jade

Your ex must have some balls of steel to even be close to Jade and plan to face him to have you back ... this guy has a suicidal desire.

Jade's appearance was not only scary, but his way of talking and engaging in conversation with your ex was what made them run out of the Mostro Lounge.

But you were already more than used to his characterization as an intimidating person.

Bring him a basket full of multiple mushrooms from the botanical garden, he will appreciate it.

And maybe also a glass container to create a little mini environment for those mushrooms… both of you will have a nice time together, maybe the whole night putting it together.

"You are my favorite starfish and I cannot allow any sea thorn to monopolize your beauty"

Floyd

Even having the same calm expression as Jade when he saw your ex, it didn't last long. The moment your name came out of their mouth, Floyd's face broke.

You remember in episode 3 when he asks Adeuce braincell to shut up, well… that same expression.

By this time, Floyd was no longer as calm as his brother; in fact, he went directly to squeeze them.

If you paid close attention you could hear how the ribs were cracking little by little. Good thing you were there to stop Floyd.

Your ex stalked to the exit as they was nearly squeezed alive and Floyd gave you a grin from ear to ear as if he had done nothing wrong.

"I protect what is mine, no one has the right to take my shrimpy from my side"

Kalim

At first this ray of sunshine didn't even know what was happening, he thought they were just looking for you to chat, to keep up.

But when he heard this strange person exclaim that they wanted you back… he was still just as lost, but not in an innocent way.

He went to where you were to give you a big hug in front of your ex. He may have looked cute and adorable, but unconsciously Kalim was marking his territory.

Kindly asked your ex to leave the dorm and not make any more advances, they were making you uncomfortable, and if you were uncomfortable he was uncomfortable.

He gave you butterfly kisses when the situation calmed down. Give him kisses back, he needs them.

“You love me, right? Because I love you very much, and my love cannot be compared with anything in the world, and yours cannot be bought even with all the jewels I have in the treasure chamber "

Jamil

This is simple. Jamil only asked your ex once to leave the dorm.

Not understanding reasons the first time, he simply used his unique magic causing them to go "on their own".

Problem solved. NOW, that doesn't mean Jamil was in a good mood.

Not at all. Anger can be seen rising from his ears like smoke, but his face expresses calm.

Help him in the kitchen, he may not say anything, but internally he will thank you.

Cuddling in the middle of the night, curled up in his bed? HELL YEAH.

"You are the most precious diamond I have in my life, I am not going to let you go so easily"

Vil

How dare this pathetic person to proclaim you back in front of his own nose?

Putting aside how impressed he was by such a daring act, Vil was once again furious.

Vil isn’t a person who defends his opponent in a violent way like Leona or Floyd, but he could attack the self-esteem and brain.

Even though… if the obscene words towards you kept bubbling out of their disgusting mouth, he would have to give him a poison apple.

It almost happened, thank goodness you were there to lower the fumes.

Vil was irritable all day and not even a beauty treatment could calm him… shit this was bad.

Give him a couple of hours to calm down and try talking to him during the night and if he doesn't want to, you can always do the routine for his face before going to sleep.

“I'll be honest, I liked your ex's audacity, but it didn't displease to see how mistreated they was and if I can correctly assume, the mistreatment they caused you. You are here with me and I am here with you, neither is going to be detach from the other "

Rook

When Rook saw how your ex was trying to convince you to come back… let's just say he didn't take it very well.

But his face said otherwise. He had the same grinning and somewhat creppy expression as ever, so it was difficult to determine in that tense moment whether he was really angry or not.

I think the arrow that passed between the two of you, best expressed between your two faces, made it pretty clear that Rook wasn't going to sit idly by.

A bit violent and shocking, but effective. Your ex shitted their pants and stormed out of the place, without even looking back.

Coward.

"I'm sorry for the bad moment I put you on, but nobody touches my prey"

It may be that his action was with tenderness of support, but that doesn’t remove the shock from your face.

You slept with one eye open that night.

Epel

Let's say the conversation got off to a good start, until your ex had the brilliant idea of mistaking Epel for a girl.

Oh yeah, the truck driver's voice came out to our farmer.

Be prepared to hold him and prevent him from giving your ex a tremendous punch in the face. Even in that situation your damn ex had the decency to keep asking you to go back to them.

It even occurred to them to denigrate Epel for how short and his supposedly sweet voice was... now you can let him go.

With your ex out of your sight and a reprimanding of Vil towards Epel's ugly acting, you guys spent the night in your bedroom.

Simple caresses and a few small butterfly kisses to calm the atmosphere.

“Sorry, I lost control and gave you a hard time. Don't be mad at me, I don't even want to think about the possibility of losing you "

Idia

Oh… .emmm, embarrassed baby became even more embarrassed at having to come face to face with a complete stranger.

Talking to you is one thing, but talking about yourself with your supposed ex is another thing entirely; he even finds it difficult to talk about you with his own brother, so imagine the traumatic moment Idia had to go through.

In a stuttering manner, he asked them to please get away of hs face… and from school. If the shame towards his person was not enough to get your ex out of there, no problem ...

From somewhere he'd get a little machine that would run your ex's fucking ass outside the doors of NRC.

The machine would have a small camera embedded so you could see from its monitors how your ex ran like a baby with their butt burned thanks to Idia's invention.

He may have uploaded the file to the internet… who knows.

After this terrible and agonizing day, Idia doesn’t plan to leave his room until the end of the year.

Stay with him as long as necessary, hours, days, afternoons, nights, early mornings, whatever it is, just ... stay hugged him at all times.

“For a moment I thought you were going to leave with your ex. You know, Ortho loves you very much, and you leaving would make him very sad ... and me too"

Malleus

They have to have balls to go straight to Malleus and tell at his face that they wants you back.

10 for the audacity, -1000 for their physical health.

 Malleus, like Vil, doesn’t need to destroy or attack your ex, just standing there and acting intimidating is enough.

If your ex still wants to hang around you after seeing that scene, then Malleus is going to have to put his horns on it.

Nothing like a spark of fingers to make him disappear from your side and send him flying out of school.

They are fine, at least that’s what Malleus said.

“Even being amazed at the audacity of that little creature, they should learn that the word no means no. You, little human, you are mine"

Lilia

Big bear mama Lilia took the situation with great grace. If only your ex knew that the were talking to a fairy over five hundred years old I throw a number they would freeze.

He endured the boring and monotonous talk with your ex with a sarcastic smile and when they finished speaking he wished them a good way back. He then sent them flying towards the exit of Diasomnia.

With their butt out, Lilia slammed the door in their face. You watched the scene from the top of the dorm lounge stairs.

At no time did our little fairy have a hair out of place. And with that same tranquility he disappeared from the door and magically appeared next to you with his characteristic smile and face down.

He gave you sweet kisses before he went out to babysit some freshmen who were about to set the kitchen on fire… as if Lilia hadn't done it before.

“Don't listen to them, they are part of your past. The best thing is to leave it behind, because now you have a present with me "

Silver

It happened in one of the few times when Silver was wide awake and with no intention of going to sleep in whatever corner he came across first.

Still, he literally didn't understand anything, he just wanted to spend time with you and that time was ruined.

Silver did nothing, just grabbed your hand and led you into the hall of mirrors, disappearing into Diasomnia's one.

Before going through the mirror, you turned your gaze over your shoulder, seeing how your ex was following both of you and with a handshake which happened to be raised the middle finger you disappeared into the mirror.

In the warm cold of the bedroom, you spent a long time in the arms of your loved one.

"There is no need to look into the past, I like living the present with you"

Sebek

Don't hate me for what I'm going to say… but your ex didn't even have a chance to say hello, Sebek was already on his shoulders asking them to leave if he didn't want them to face a duel.

Just kidding, not a duel… but it would give him their lesson if they didn't immediately leave the dorm.

No one without the consent of his young master Malleus could enter the residence. And speaking of Malleus… he spent about half an hour talking about his master and how he would be able to turn them to ash if they approached Diasomnia again.

And by the way to you too.

"Incredible how a person thinks they had the right to appear like this out of nowhere, how could you be with a person like that?"

Oddly enough, the day passed like nothing, even at bedtime Sebek acted as if your ex had never shown up.

But… during the early morning, a heaviness on your stomach woke you up from your dreams. Sebek was huddled behind you, his head buried in your hair, his arms across your belly.

[chronic-ghost]

TELL ME ABOUT THE SETHKATE tell me tell me tell me

Remember like 5ever ago when we wrote out all of season 4? So I went ahead and wrote some of it down. This is a portion of the scene where Theresa Roberts, the FBI agent, reveals herself to be Seth and Richie’s long lost mother:

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“Who the hell are you? Or maybe, what the hell are you?”

Roberts made a face, her tan skin cracking around the corners of her mouth. She slid her glasses up through her bangs and rubbed her eyes, as if they grew tired of straining so often. “Look, I ain’t a culebra if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“The fucking FBI knows about culebras?” Richie began, but Roberts only waved him silent. 

“No, shit for brains, or else every cantina from here to the Yucatan would be shut down and crime-scene-ed the fuck up.” 

“So then who are you?” Seth found his voice and leaned forward. He knew in his bones he had come across this woman before, and it was rare Seth Gecko ever forgot a face. But in his memory, this one was blurred, marred, as though it was a picture that had been dropped in a house fire. And yet it was there, blackened on the edges of his conscious. 

“And no tricks, goddamn it. You be straight with us.” Richie pushed the barrel even closer. 

But still, the agent remained unphased. She only sighed, staring into the bottom of her now empty beer glass, and the dark lines of her eyes stood out in sharp relief. “You’re not going to like it.” 

“How ‘bout you leave that up for us to decide?” Seth hissed. 

As though his words had shaken her from a distant reality, the woman’s eyes rose up and fell on Richie. Delicately, she reached forward and put two hands around his, the one holding the gun. He jerked once, but froze when the two made eye contact. 

“Lady— I swear—,” Seth cocked his gun.

“Oh, hush, you big bad wolf.” Roberts chuckled and squeezed Richie’s hand. His twisted mouth denounced horror, but his eyes— he was being led again. She then looked at Seth and the familiarity in her smile caught his next string of threatening vulgarity in his throat. “There’s no easy way to say this, so I’m just gonna. Richie. Seth. I’m your mama, and some bad shit is on its way, and you need my help.”

Seth blinked twice before something resembling a coherent sentence tumbled its way into his mouth. “Well, that’s a first, I’ll give it to you . . .” 

Roberts frowned. “I’m not lying, Seth. It’s true. I know I haven’t been what you boys need, but I promise, I’m here to fix things.”

What was rapidly replacing the fuzzy white space in his brain resembled the sound of bones cracking, teeth grinding, a painful snap somewhere in your chest. He chuckled, humorless. “Wow. Whoever sent you must have some giant cajones. I’ve heard of a long con, but this—,”

“I am not lying.” The edge to her gaze returned and she turned more towards him than Richie. “Eddie always said you were more stubborn than rough side of jack ass—,”

“Oh, you’re talking to Uncle Eddie now?” Rage was bubbling up through his chest. Something black and hot, tasting of hatred, curdled in him. “Hate to break it to you, but good ol’ Uncle Ed’s been dead for quite a while now. Shoulda done your homework on that one.”

“Seth—,”

“I know this is hard to get through that thick skull of yours— which you got from my side of the family— but you have to trust me. I left for a good reason and now I’m trying to help you.” 

Seth heard his teeth grind together. “And what reason was that? To join the fucking FBI?”

“Seth—,”

A lance of pain flashed behind her light eyes. “I left to protect you both from what’s coming.” 

“Yeah, hell’s coming, and it looks a lot like my bullet and his five little friends—,”

“SETH!” 

“What is it, Richard?” He snarled, still not looking away. When his brother didn’t respond, he tore his gaze from the light eyes across from him. 

Richard Gecko was at peace. It was a though someone had cracked his chest open and a light so fragile was pouring out of him, it could have turned blood into water. He was still clutching her hand. “Seth, it’s her. It’s really her.” 

Theresa Roberts watched Richie with a tender smile. Every ounce of hardness was gone and what was left was a radiance so inviting, it called to a different time, a different place, a different reality than the shreds of memory of a childhood in Kansas City with Ray Gecko as a father. 

“That’s it, baby,” she crooned. “Remember who I am.” 

They were evaporating. Melting into some effervescent place Seth could not see or reach. His blood pounded in his ears and the finger on the trigger twitched. 

“This can’t be you,” he muttered as much to himself as anyone else. “You’re dead—,”

Theresa grinned and her gaze slid across to the other brother, this time her eyes gentle, almost playful. “No, baby boy, I ain’t dead. I ain’t been dead for—,”

CLICK

“You might not be dead right now, but in about two seconds, you could be.” Kate, dressed in dark jeans and a black long sleeve, held the extra pistol in her hands, the barrel pressed sharply into side of Theresa Roberts’ head. 

A fourth presence broke the spell, and Seth let out a heavy breath in his chest. “Jesus Christ, Kate, it’s you.”

“Why is the FBI extorting the Gecko brothers?” Kate snapped. “I saw you arrest them. What could you possibly want?” 

Roberts only grinned. “And who is this little spitfire you’ve dragged into your illicit operations?” 

Kate jabbed the gun forward. “That’s no concern of yours. You guys okay?” 

Richie nodded dumbly, still staring at Roberts. 

“Kate, it’s not what you think.” Seth’s voice sounded weak, even to his own ears. 

“Why are we discussing this? Let’s get out of here.”

Roberts eyebrows raised, her mouth twisting. “Mhmm, your girl means business. I like her.” 

Seth was suddenly exhausted. Kate’s arm was straight and sturdy, just like he had shown her. Her dark red hair glowed purple in the dim lights. “This woman isn’t FBI. She isn’t extorting us.”

“She’s our mother.” 

Kate blanched. Her eyes flickered between Richie and Seth. Her fingers adjusted and readjusted their grip around the gun.

“What?” 

Roberts leaned back, out of the line of the barrel and glanced up at her would-be attacker. “You’re very pretty to be living a life like this. With these two knuckleheads. What, did you lose a bet?”

Her arm tightened again. “You’re going to lose a lot more if you don’t shut the hell up.”

Seth hissed impatiently and stood. He grabbed Kate’s hand and shoved it to the ground, his fingers interlocking with hers around the gun, but he wouldn’t look at her in the eyes. He was already raw. He didn’t want to know what she would find in them. He ignored the rush of heat he felt once again being this close to her, touching her again, unprompted but necessary. 

“Richie’s right. This is our mother.” 

He had already been standing too close to her for too long. He stepped back, hand extended in mock-welcome. “Kate Fuller, meet Theresa Roberts. FBI agent. Maybe.”

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So that was the very end of the snippet that I have. Maybe you write the next part? ;)