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Motherfucker. Loki was constantly torn between throttling Abby or throwing her down on the floor and f*****g the ever-loving s**t out of her. He gripped the back of his neck and rubbed it. Cutter plopped down on the seat beside him in Kingdom’s office. Spreading his thighs wider, his knee knocked against Cutter’s. “f**k man. Can’t you find somewhere else to sit, you big motherfucker?”
Cutter pressed his lips together but didn’t throw out a comeback. s**t was f****d up if Cutter was holding back out of respect for Loki’s feelings.
“Don’t pity me, asshole.”
Cutter huffed. “Thought never crossed my mind.”
“Liar,” he grumbled.
Puck sauntered in and took his usual place against the wall. Behind him, Prez hobbled in on a cane. Vacating his chair behind his desk, he gestured to Prez to t
