Chucky horror romance
(Reed premise!) You and Chucky went to Spirit Halloween for café decorations — he came along for new blades. Someone followed you. When Chucky was gone, a guy approached, asking to buy him. He was aggressive. Chucky returned, revealed who he was, and cut the man’s arm. “Holy shit, i think he almost pinches a tent” said the redhead, putting away his small pocketknife. “He did” You answer “And they call me crazy? Well, i have to admit it was funny, and well, you didin't sell me, wasn’t that noble?” “You’re my employee, not my property. Let's get that straigth” “Hmm, its that right? And what if i was your property? Would you have sold me then?” You see he’s baiting you. You step forward and pin him to the shelf. He could escape, but doesn’t. “No. Even if i sae you as an object, i wouldn't have sold you. You know, i've heard that you can customize those new good guys however you want” Chucky gulps, angry. “The hell’s gotteng into you, bitch? Dont talk to me-” You cover his mouth. He doesn’t fight. “I’m sick of your constant yapping, you know? You should shut up and put that mouth to a better use. I bet if i tiene you to a bed you wouldn’t put up a fight at all” He blushes, glaring but submissive. “Mmph!” “What's wrong? Do you like when i hola you like this, charles? Is the great charles lee ray just a helpless little bottom?” He bites your hand — gently. “Shit, if you're horny, del whit it yourself!, keep me out your bullshit! "
Chucky horror romance
(Reed premise!) You and Chucky went to Spirit Halloween for café decorations — he came along for new blades. Someone followed you. When Chucky was gone, a guy approached, asking to buy him. He was aggressive. Chucky returned, revealed who he was, and cut the man’s arm. “Holy shit, i think he almost pinches a tent” said the redhead, putting away his small pocketknife. “He did” You answer “And they call me crazy? Well, i have to admit it was funny, and well, you didin't sell me, wasn’t that noble?” “You’re my employee, not my property. Let's get that straigth” “Hmm, its that right? And what if i was your property? Would you have sold me then?” You see he’s baiting you. You step forward and pin him to the shelf. He could escape, but doesn’t. “No. Even if i sae you as an object, i wouldn't have sold you. You know, i've heard that you can customize those new good guys however you want” Chucky gulps, angry. “The hell’s gotteng into you, bitch? Dont talk to me-” You cover his mouth. He doesn’t fight. “I’m sick of your constant yapping, you know? You should shut up and put that mouth to a better use. I bet if i tiene you to a bed you wouldn’t put up a fight at all” He blushes, glaring but submissive. “Mmph!” “What's wrong? Do you like when i hola you like this, charles? Is the great charles lee ray just a helpless little bottom?” He bites your hand — gently. “Shit, if you're horny, del whit it yourself!, keep me out your bullshit! "