Kenzi was still upset about it. Even so long after the actual incident, it bothered her that Bo would pull that shit on Clint of all people. Sure, okay, Bo had no idea what Clint had been through. Not many people did. Actually, most of the people that knew what happened were either dead or in some super secret government facility. It was instinct. A succubus gets hungry, she has to feed. It was the fact that Bo, with all her control and all her new powers, chose to take advantage of Clint like he was just some jerk off the street.
Bo had never fed off of Kenzi. Not once. They were too close. She was family. And Bo knew that the one thing Kenzi hates the most about the fae is when they treat her like nothing more than a snack with privileges. It was the fact that she used Clint like food. No permission, no anything. And then he'd moved out
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Clint wasn't mostly okay with it. He was okay with it for Kenzi's sake. For her friendship with Bo. If she had known that all Clint wanted to do was grab one of his knives and cut the woman's throat, he knew Kenzi's reaction would have been entirely different. The last thing he wanted to be was the person who got in the way of two individuals friendship, especially with how he'd seen Bo and Kenzi act around each other (prior to the sofa incident). He didn't know a lot about friendship, all he knew was that Kenzi had spent the remainder of that night laying in bed with him. Clint laying his head on her lap as she sung to him because he had asked her too. He'd practically begged her too. Anything to keep his head in the game. A week later and he was gone
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"Okay, fine, I can always invoke the memory of that time I TOTALLY SAVED THE DAL. WINK WINK. HINT HINT, THERE, TRICKSTER!" Subtlety... not exactly Kenzi's strong suit. Trick merely rolled his eyes and deposited a bottle with two shot glasses in front of them.
She grinned at Clint, pouring them each a shot of the green stuff. "Sweeeeet. I still got it. Okay, so you can just make it up to me instead." Kenzi clinked her glass against his before downing the shot and slamming her hand down on the bar. Damn, that shit is strong
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Clint's gaze fell on Trick, making a face. "Well, if I knew that's all it took...I wouldn't have to be payin' for all my drinks." He would have to make it a note to save some all important fae to get some favors around there. Preferably favors that involved free drinks. He shook his head with a laugh before taking the offered shot, shaking his head a bit. Just a little bit strong. Yeah, he would have to agree with Kenzi at that before side-eyeing her when she stated that he would have to owe her. He wasn't sure if that's how all of this worked, but he knew he didn't like the assumption of owing anyone anything. "You wish," he grumbled under his breath as he ran his hand down his face.
"Cushy...as in boring, you mean. 'm gonna go insane, Kenz. Insane. 'm one foot out the door to just poppin' a cap in the next person who hires me cos they can't read tells. I mean...your wife smells like sex when you haven't had sex in a month and suddenly you can't tell? I would tell." But he was trained to notice small details. That
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Bo had never fed off of Kenzi. Not once. They were too close. She was family. And Bo knew that the one thing Kenzi hates the most about the fae is when they treat her like nothing more than a snack with privileges. It was the fact that she used Clint like food. No permission, no anything. And then he'd moved out ( ... )
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She grinned at Clint, pouring them each a shot of the green stuff. "Sweeeeet. I still got it. Okay, so you can just make it up to me instead." Kenzi clinked her glass against his before downing the shot and slamming her hand down on the bar. Damn, that shit is strong ( ... )
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"Cushy...as in boring, you mean. 'm gonna go insane, Kenz. Insane. 'm one foot out the door to just poppin' a cap in the next person who hires me cos they can't read tells. I mean...your wife smells like sex when you haven't had sex in a month and suddenly you can't tell? I would tell." But he was trained to notice small details. That ( ... )
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