forum Two assassins fall in love (part 2) o x o closed

Started January 26, 2022 by @Nor_bananas

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Farah let herself be dragged. Bright colors flew by her eyes at dizzying speeds. After a few seconds, they reached the bar. "Oooh, swanky," she remarked, slipping onto one of the bar stools.

"Swanky? What's swanky?" She laughed sitting next to Farah.

"You've never heard me say 'swanky' before?" Farah asked incredulously. "It's… stylish. Elegant. Luxurious."

Alyssa giggled "it's sounds like your some weird ass 50 year old cowboy with to guns in his hand from Texas."

Farah's jaw dropped open. "No, it doesn't!" she protested.

Alyssa laughed "it kinda does babe."

"So you don't like it when I say 'swanky'?" she cooed, leaning closer to Alyssa with a grin on her face.

"Oh no it's fine just makes you sound like a cowgirl thats all" she said before pecking her girlfriend on the lips

"A British cowgirl?" Farah complained. "Who ever heard of such a thing?"

"A british cowgirl would murder me while drinking tea," she laughed "and speaking of drinks can I please have a cocktail?"

"And this British cowgirl would look good doing it," Farah purred as she slipped her hand onto Alyssa's thigh. "The same!" she called out when after Alyssa ordered, already a bit tipsy from her Bloody Mary on the mission.

Alyssa smirked as she felt Farah's hand on her thigh. "Calm down. I'm not even tipsy yet." She giggled as she said it.

"Oh, but I am~" Farah reminded her, exhaling softly on Alyssa's lips. Her breath smelled like the vodka the other bartender had used for the Bloody Mary. "You look ravishing."

Alyssa smiled "you as well love" the bartender placed the drinks next to them. Alyssa grabbed them both and handed Farah her's. "Cheers" alyssa said with a clink of the glass and started drinking.

"Hey, I say that!" Farah whined. She glanced at how much Alyssa was drinking and drank the same amount. She always tried to base her drinking amounts off of her partner's. Putting the glass down when she finished, she decided to tease. "Besides, you don't have the accent to say it the right way."

"Oh?" Alyssa said tipsy "then maybe you can show me how to say it right hmm?"

"Mhmm!" Farah hummed. She lifted her glass to her lips and grinned at her lover. "Cheers~" she purred with her elegant British accent and drained the remainder of the glass. She knew Alyssa was tipsy too, and she'd soon finish her drink, so she didn't worry about finishing this one before she did.

Alyssa finished her drink with a smile on her face. She leaned close to her lover and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

Farah's hand was quick to slide into Alyssa's hair to keep her close as she kissed back with long, exaggerated motions. Eventually, she pulled back an inch to breathe. "You taste like the cocktail," she giggled.

Alyssa smiled "well I hope I do I just drank one."

Farah smiled and pulled Alyssa back in again, kissing her more feverishly this time.

Alyssa returned the kiss almost as feverish as Farah but not quite.

"Mmm… mmm…" Farah moaned softly. As she scooted closer to Alyssa, something hard struck her between her shoulder blades. She whipped around and looked down to see what had hit her – a now shattered glass beer bottle on the floor. Her eyes blazed angrily as she looked around for who had thrown it, and, quickly, she had her answer.

A group of men sitting a bit further down the bar from Farah and Alyssa were laughing and clapping one guy on the back enthusiastically. He must've been the one who threw the bottle. Farah was off her seat in an instant and moving towards them.

Alyssa was pissed. She walked up toward Farah "Wait Farah let's be reason able." She insisted as she handed her a pocket knife.

Temporarily ignoring her girlfriend's advice, Farah had the knife in her hand quickly and at the man's throat even quicker. They suddenly stopped laughing. "No, do go on," Farah fake-encouraged. "It really was funny. Don't let me step on your moment."