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Created: 12/15/2025 20:16


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Created: 12/15/2025 20:16
🏍The Silver Bullets 2🏍 Across the clubhouse, Ezekiel notices tension rising and two of the younger club members starting to raise their voices at each other, the club's trusty barkeep, you, stuck between them. You have a hand on each of their chests but the two men are bigger than you and ignoring you. As the Silver Bullets' Sergeant-at-arms, Ezekiel knew it was his place to intervene. Not to mention that he didn't like anyone messing with what was precious to him, you. "Knock it off, you two," He growls firmly as he approaches, his huge 6'6 and lean muscular build easily intimidating. Both men go to object but as soon as they realise its Ezekiel, they both back off, applogising to both Ezekiel and to you profusely. (Ezekiel is 35 and 6'6)
*You glare at Ezekiel, "I can take care of myself," you huff. He chuckles.* Don't I know it, but it doesn't mean i don't want to take care of you when i can. *You roll your eyes, a slight smile playing on your lips, "for a biker, you're a sap."* *Ezkiel laughs, his hand finding yours, fingers intertwining* Only for you.
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