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You Deserve Better (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He made his way back to town, back into the stable to rest. To fight it. To keep himself in check.
 
It didn't feel like long before the pain subsided and his wounds closed up. Probably the only good thing that came with giving up his soul. Near immortality.
 
He felt fine now. But it was still all so bad. The daydreaming while he was healing made it all so much worse. He needed to let loose. He fought it as hsrd as he could.
 
He had left the money in the room Sirine had taken him to. Goddammit. He had to go inside. He had to tell her the job was done. Maybe if he was fast, he could leave before things got worse.
 
He got up and headed inside. He entered the door and nearly froze. Oh, this was bad. He needed to get out fast.
 
He tried to find his way to her office, his head was swimming. His skin itched, his blood boiled.
 
He ran right into her, literally, as he rounded the corner. "Oh!" She gasped and stumbled back, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you."
 
Her eyes widened, "You...you did it?" She asked before looking him over, only seeing the blood on his clothes but no wounds. How? She didn't know, but all she knew was she became immediately overwhelmed with emotion and started to sob, covering her mouth to try and muffle herself.
"Th-Thank you!! God, thank you so much!!"
 
He simplt tipped his hat and nodded. "No need to thank me." He said. He needed to make a fast exit, he felt like he was going to burst.
 
"Th-The money is still in the room, just over there..." She tried to stop crying to talk but it was so hard. She was never like this, maybe it was because he helped her lift such a large weight off her heart, "I can't thank you enough...!"
 
He nodded again. "I'll be taking just enough for food, board, and ammunition." He said, moving to the room. Fuck, he needed to go.
 
"Take all of it, please..." She sniffed, trying to calm down as she watched him, "And... don't be a stranger...if you need somewhere to stay, I..." Her heart skipped; what was she doing? "I can let you stay in my room.."
 
His arm burned, his mind reeled. He gave a tense laugh and simply shook his head. "I appreciate it but I only need to cover my bills.." did he not hear her last comment?
 
Of course he would brush it off, he had to stay mobile as a bounty hunter.
"W-Well...thank you again...for everything.."
 
He nodded. "It's what I do, Sirine." He said. "I uh.. well, how.. do I put this.. you folks got a bathhouse around?" He asked, almost sheepishly.
 
She laughed softly and nodded, "Yes, I'll show you where it is." She said and turned to head off. Her hips swayed as she walked, calling to him, begging to be squeezed.
 
He decided to leave the money on the table. This was getting bad. Thankfully, his poncho covered how excited he was to be here. His arm ached, and everything was bombarding his senses. The sights, the smells, everything.
 
It felt like a lifetime of a walk before she finally brought him to the bath house. "I can try and find you some new clothing, or get these ones cleaned while you wash up." She offered.
 
She nodded, "Go ahead and set them outside when you're ready and I'll wash them." She said and left him alone.
 
He nodded again and moved to undress when she left. He set the clothes by the door and sank into the hot water with a groan.
 
His mind immediately started to wander. Almost like it really was happening. Sirine came in to the room and undressed, moving into the tub and kissing him deeply.
 
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