【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】

『❝I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ ɢʟᴀᴅʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ.❞』

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

"Girl." @xTimeSorceress

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

"Lady." @xTimeSorceress

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

“Nah, I just happened to see you walk around so I decided to talk to ya’.” @SniperOfLittner

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

"Hey, you there." @SniperOfLittner

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— go for me, will ya~?” @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— lecturing and punishment is tomorrow, for now, there are no rules. So be at ease and ease and let yourself — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— next to the purple-haired lady, he would whisper in her ear once more in a somewhat erotic tone. “The time for — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— her hips, pulling her closer to him. The two bodies would have been clinged to each. Positioning his head right — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— pocket again, the Half-Demon would subtract the distance between him and @FatalGunslinger again, this time sliding his arm around —

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— expression on his visage. “Revy, sweetheart. There's no need to be so tsundere ya' know?” Sliding his hand out of his — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— let out a soft chuckle, sliding his hand back in his pocket, he would adjust his vision to the Gunslinger with a sly — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

A red mark would appear on his cheek in the form of @FatalGunslinger's hand, using his hand to rub his cheek. The Spirit Detective —

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

|| For anyone in the One Piece verse, I made an Akainu so if you'd mind following him it'd be much appreciated - @RyuuseiKazan

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— keeping up the boob fondling like it was his everyday business. @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— “Are you feeling it already, Revy?” Slight chuckling would come out his mouth as he would chug down another bottle, — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— be something he never got.

Finishing the first bottle in seconds, the Spirit Detective would kindly another 2 bottles — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— Detective used his Spiritual Energy to keep sane in tact and regain his conciousness. Becuase of this, loss would — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

— he would vertically chug it down like water. He could keep this up for atleast a week straight, why? The Spirit — @FatalGunslinger

[【Ｕｒａｍｅｓｈｉ 幽助】 @Choreigan]

As he knew this would be his chance, he'd slowly intensify the boob fondling. Lifting up his big bottle of rum, — @FatalGunslinger