“It’s a viper’s nest, child. I’ll not deny it. See that you have the strongest venom.”
Ava “Viper” Moreno. 29. Bartender. Reaper. @SouthernSinsRPG. 21+. Ships w/ chem. NSFW in DMs. General trigger warning. DMs open for plotting/writing when needed.
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@SaintFuckinWild “Hey, I just don’t want sour cream in this particular bowl. If I have seconds, I’ll have it in that. I like to see how much I have to add to it to make it perfect,” she reasoned.
“And cornbread, please!! It smelled so good while it was cooking.”
@SaintFuckinWild She blushed a little at his offer to take her to dinner.
“I’d really enjoy that. Just let me know where we’re going so I know how to dress. And just cheese for me, thank you!”
@SaintFuckinWild Her eyes widened a little bit at his offer.
“Well, how could I say no to a handsome man bringing me my dinner?” She asked, a playful gleam in her eye.
“I’m not a heartbreaker, even though I may look like one. Quite the opposite, actually…”
@SaintFuckinWild “The last thing I’d ever wanna do is break your heart, handsome,” she replied, pulling down two large bowls and two small plates.
“I hope you like it. Used my Mamaw’s recipes.”
@SaintFuckinWild “Cornbread just finished cooking when you got here,” she replied, pointing to the skillet sitting on the stove.
“You really think I’m gonna feed you chili and not add cornbread? What kinda woman do you take me for?” She teased, reaching up to open the cabinet to get the bowls.
@SaintFuckinWild “You’re too pretty to chop up,” she teased back.
“We can eat in the living room. It’s more comfortable in there,” she said, heading into the kitchen.
“Do you like cheese and/or sour cream in your chili?”
@SaintFuckinWild “Let’s put it this way: I don’t cook for just anyone,” she told him with a wink.
“I think that whatever this is is a good thing,” she said, getting up from her seat to head to the kitchen.
“You wanna eat in the dining room or the living room?”
@SaintFuckinWild “And what exactly is this?” She asked, looking up at him. This question had been in her mind for some time , but she had been afraid to ask…until now.
@SaintFuckinWild “You sure you want them to talk? Could get us both in trouble…” she mumbled, leaning into his side, frowning slightly as he pulled his arm away.
“I’m glad, because I like having you hanging around.”
@SaintFuckinWild “I didn’t tell anyone. People around here like to talk, and I didn’t need my family business out in the open,” she explained, leaning her head on his shoulder.
“You’re not stuck. I want you to be here because you want to, not because you feel like you have to.”
@SaintFuckinWild “It hurt, but she’s better off. She was in a lot of pain, and I just wanted her to get better. Her healing just didn’t take place In this life. And that’s ok,” she replied, placing her hand on top of his.
“My siblings are taken care of, and I’m back now. Thank you for +
@SaintFuckinWild “Well, seeing as you’re in my house, I think I’m the one letting you stick around,” she joked.
“Yeah, my issues,” she replied, taking a seat on the couch again.
“My mom…remember how I told you she and I were estranged? Well…she’s no longer here…so I had to get the family +
@SaintFuckinWild “Mmmm, not tonight. I’m afraid I’ll be here for the foreseeable future, now that my issues are out of the way. I’d say you’re stuck with me, but I don’t want to assume youd want that,” she told him, finally reaching him.
@SaintFuckinWild “You afraid you’ll just be hungry for more?” She teased, making her way back over to him slowly, hips swaying a bit more than usual.
“Don’t worry. We have all night for you to get your fill.”
@SaintFuckinWild Her eyes widened a bit at his flirtatious comment. She turned, a smirk of her own on her face.
“Well, you can have me as your appetizer or your dessert. You pick,” she flirted back.
@SaintFuckinWild “Do you really think I’d invite you over and not feed you?” She asked with a smirk, standing up to head to the kitchen.
“How does chili and cornbread sound?”
@SaintFuckinWild “Well I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t wanna know,” she replied, taking a seat on her couch and crossing her legs before taking a sip of her own.
“I guess I’ll find out later. Are you hungry?”