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Derlik eventually made his way outside the bar, sill grinning.
"What do you think of my work?" He asked, picking Nik up from his spot.
Derlik eventually made his way outside the bar, sill grinning.
"What do you think of my work?" He asked, picking Nik up from his spot.
Nik frowned a little bit. "i don't know."
"What, is it not good enough for you?" Derlik asked. He was walking away, Nik held in his fingers again.
Nik sighed faintly. "I just don't see how fights are entertaining."
"Well, it doesn't matter if they're entertaining. It's my job. Of course, I think they're absolutely perfect." He tapped Nik's chest lightly.
He pulled back from the touch, grimacing a little bit.
Derlik touched Nik's head his time.
"Something wrong?" There was no Smoke to save him now…
Nik leaned backwards. "Please stop touching me." He said calmly.
Derlik sighed, still holding Nik's in his fist.
"Are you sure? It's a long fall…" he smirked.
Nik frowned a little bit. "That wasn't what I meant, bastard, and you know it." He growled, glaring at Derlik.
Derlik put this thing under Nik's chin.
"You should be more specific, I enjoy exploring loopholes~"
Nik pulled his head back. "Stop it." He growled.
"They aren't the only holes I like exploring~" Derlik continued, ignoring Nik.
Nik's mouth tightened. "Stop it."
"No, I won't." Derlik put his thumb in Nik's mouth, stifling away more complaints out of him.
Nik's eyes widened angrily, and he glared at Derlik.
Derlik smirked, leaving his thumb there a moment before taking it away as he walked.
Nik spat, sticking out his tongue for a moment and shaking his head. "Gross." he mumbled.
Derlik laughed lightly, treating the whole thing like a joke. Treating Nik like a misbehaving child. He wiped his thumb off of Nik's shirt.
Nik squeaked, pulling away from Derlik's finger and glaring at him. "Stop that!"
"What?" Derlik asked. "I got your spit all over my thumb." He rubbed it against Nik again.
"That's your fault for sticking it in my damn mouth!" Nik snapped, squirming away. "Now stop it!"
"Why? It's not hurting you, I know that for a fact." Derlik hummed. He'd gotten the spit off, but now he was just rubbing his thumb against Nik to piss him off.
Nik glared at him. "So what if it isn't? It's gross and irritating. Stop!"
Derlik did stop now, only to slip in up under Nik's shirt and pin him in place. By now, they were at their next stop, a strip club.
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