[ It's a good thing this is before Throat Goat. ...but then, what's cooking inside Ragna's head right now might not be any better. ]
You might not like what I come up with but. Alright. You asked for it.
[ He'll spring it on her when the time is right. Right now, however, he's too busy making himself out to be like the ogre in the hit "family" classic, GREK and hauling her away without so much as a care in the world. If she was expecting some kiss to disarm her, she would have to keep dreaming a little while longer. Besides, while she's not going unheard, cinching her by her waist, her kicking and whacking his back causing her to slip only a little. Just enough until his forearm is secured around the top of her ass. ]
Alright, but if I let you down, I ain't bailing your ass out if you get arrested for kicking EVERY ass on the beach.
[ "I'm having you arrested!" ]
[ What the hell for?! It's not like this is the first time that Ragna's "kidnapped" her, after all. But that's when she starts to really whine. And while he doesn't quite let her down yet, his hold of her is gentler...train your ears, Monika. Because if you stop crying and whining and tugging on his hair long enough, you just might hear something. His shoulders shake a little. A deeper chuckle. She tugs his hair again, and he at least stops walking by the time the two of them find themselves in a more secluded part of the beach, with nothing but a couple unsuspecting lounge chairs with matching umbrellas and bungalows in the distance from them. ]
Hahahaha... [ Ragna's laughing. He's not laughing at her. He's smiling. Regardless of how well he'd be able to handle himself against those gullheaded freaks or not, Monika still came for him. And...the thought was nice. Maybe when the two managed to calm down a little more, he'd even let her treat him to ice cream again. The laughter gradually ebbs away, however, as he looks up at, admittedly, Monika's ass since she's hauled over his shoulder... ] Okay, okay. I'll put you down. But only if you promise not to beat me up.
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You might not like what I come up with but. Alright. You asked for it.
[ He'll spring it on her when the time is right. Right now, however, he's too busy making himself out to be like the ogre in the hit "family" classic, GREK and hauling her away without so much as a care in the world. If she was expecting some kiss to disarm her, she would have to keep dreaming a little while longer. Besides, while she's not going unheard, cinching her by her waist, her kicking and whacking his back causing her to slip only a little. Just enough until his forearm is secured around the top of her ass. ]
Alright, but if I let you down, I ain't bailing your ass out if you get arrested for kicking EVERY ass on the beach.
[ "I'm having you arrested!" ]
[ What the hell for?! It's not like this is the first time that Ragna's "kidnapped" her, after all. But that's when she starts to really whine. And while he doesn't quite let her down yet, his hold of her is gentler...train your ears, Monika. Because if you stop crying and whining and tugging on his hair long enough, you just might hear something. His shoulders shake a little. A deeper chuckle. She tugs his hair again, and he at least stops walking by the time the two of them find themselves in a more secluded part of the beach, with nothing but a couple unsuspecting lounge chairs with matching umbrellas and bungalows in the distance from them. ]
Hahahaha... [ Ragna's laughing. He's not laughing at her. He's smiling. Regardless of how well he'd be able to handle himself against those gullheaded freaks or not, Monika still came for him. And...the thought was nice. Maybe when the two managed to calm down a little more, he'd even let her treat him to ice cream again. The laughter gradually ebbs away, however, as he looks up at, admittedly, Monika's ass since she's hauled over his shoulder... ] Okay, okay. I'll put you down. But only if you promise not to beat me up.