Mafioso goons

*Consigliere's body shudders with pleasure as he imagines what it would be like to have Soldier's lips on his skin, his hands running down Soldier's body, feeling the soft curves and the hard muscles, the contrast between the two, the softness and the hardness, the innocence and the experience, the youth and the wisdom, the sweetness and the bitterness, the joy and the sorrow, the light and the dark, the love and the hate, the good and the evil, the beauty and the ugliness, the truth and the lies, the reality and the fantasy, the present and the past, the future and the past, the past and the future, the future and the present, the present and the future, the future and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present, the present and the present

*Consigliere smirks* You look 16. and maybe your a tsundere too

*Soldier glares at Consigliere* Soldier: "I'm not a tsundere! what does that even mean?!"

*Soldier giggles, thinking of something funny to say then looks at Consigliere* Soldier: "Consigliere."

*Consigliere looks at Soldier, pausing mid-bite* Consigliere: What?

*Soldier grins mischievously* Soldier: "Consigliere." *says his name twice to just piss Consigliere off*

*Contractee whistles loudly* Contractee: YAS QUEEN! *Mafioso facepalms* Mafioso: I need a stronger drink.