Page 727 of Hell Hath No Fury
Cruz:Want your ink on me.
Indy:You have plenty of my ink on you.
Cruz:What’s wrong with wanting more?
Indy:You wanna blend in with the shadows?
Cruz:You got a problem with that?
Indy:Nope.
Cruz:Then?
Indy:Dunno.
Cruz:Seems wrong that I don’t have a tattoo of yours that’s something you love to do.
Indy:No other ulterior motives?
Cruz:Indy! You wound me.
Indy:*snorts* I’ll bet. What is this? A Shakespearian play?
Cruz:I was reading Titus Andronicus in the bath last night.
Indy:I get the feeling you kept that to yourself in the clubhouse today.
Cruz:I’m not ashamed of being well read. I told Link what I was reading and he asked me if it was a Manga. Lol.
Indy:LMAO. Bless his heart.
Cruz:Spoken like a true Southern Belle. If I didn’t know you’d spent time down south, I’d know it from that alone.
Indy:Yeah, I had a friend who taught me the ways of the Belle.
Cruz:You didn’t need many lessons.
Indy::P I’m not the most feminine of women.
Cruz:Says who?
Indy:Me?
Cruz:Well, I disagree. You’re plenty feminine. In fact, I think you’re fucking perfect.
Indy:Hush.
Cruz:Did you just tell your Dom to hush?
Indy:*coughs* Nope. Not me. No sirree.
Cruz:It’s too late to backtrack now.
Indy:It’s almost like I do it on purpose.
Cruz:What? Top from the bottom? You don’t say lol.
Indy:My plans are foiled again. (You’re not the only person who can talk like they’ve been reading Shakespeare.)
