[PQ] Babies, Cramps, and Rashes

RexannA your battle-worn tongue doesn't say the truth anymore that you are ruined The help from Remi was well appreciated, even if the man deigned to joke with her in reference to her curse. Watching him from the side of her eye as he laughed and began to speak while she gripped onto the bed to move it caused another chiming laugh to escape her. She didn’t have time for a retort to that sentence before he was off again on another. As they moved the bed to the right direction, she couldn’t help but grin at the enjoyment and fun they were having. “Firmly.” She purred with a wink, her hand sliding against it as they placed the bed and she let go. “You definitely want to move your hands, dear Remi, how will it ever get finished?” She replied back with her hum and tipped her head back in another laugh. Her attention slipped to the two other beds in the area and she began to make her way over to one. “C’mon, we’ve got a couple others to get off.” She flashed him a wink yet again before arranging herself to pick up the next bed. AND YOU WONDER WHY HE LETS YOU — THE BUTCHER TOUCH HIM — THE SUN

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