Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20190206033618/@comment-36910229-20190206035124

Diana walked into the nightclub, looking quiet human to the human eye. Wearing a bit more exposing dress than she wanted for the mission and frowned, saying into her earpiece. “You picked his damn dress....? Why?”

Xavier smirked as he thrusted deeper into the human bitch, keeping her pinned against the wall with money in her bra. He snarled lowly, slamming his hips against the bitchs and released deep inside her, grunting softly. (Uh this is the future one and we aren’t doing their deaths or whatever? Right? Sorry I’m tired and confuzled x3)