A business exchange
A small yawn escapes goons lips as they lay back and relax on the couch staring up at the ceiling of the small hotel room they were staying in. It wasn't easy running a circus the cost was pretty pricey and paying off the feds was more expensive then they originally thought. A frown reaches their lips
'Ah the visits today isn't it' they thought to themselves in annoyance of course their day off couldn't go peacefully
"Goonie we should get ready franko will be here shortly" maramas voice was elegant to goons ears to them marama was everything a woman could be so beautiful yet so poisonous to them.
Goon gave a grunt and stood from the couch streaching their sore muscles
"Yes yes marmar I'll change... " goon spoke softly fiddling with the collar around their neck not wanting to remove it
Suddenly marama struts over the sly smile they always have seemed to grow as she hooks her long pale fingers under the collar tugging it up to catch goons attention for goons main focus to solely be her.
"Now I know you have to pretend to be the man in this marriage but remember who is truely in control now love... " she spoke lowly nothing above a whisper and venom laced her beautiful voice goon was utterly intoxicated.
As goons mouth hung open a flaring blush reached their face while nodding oh how they would die for the woman they married.
Maramas grip moved from the collar to close goons mouth and with a sickly sweet induced voice she said.
"Now give them a show my love " and with that she left to give goon privacy to change.
Goon face still bright red quickly changed out of their ragged clown clothes into a proper suit removing their beloved collar to the bedside table. With a quick look in the mirror goon lowers their shades and meets up with marama and puts their hand on the small of her back.
"Let's get this shit show over and done with franko makes me want to kill myself" goon grumbles
"I know! Isn't it wonderful I love his visits!" Marama hummed out and had to supress a giggle after hearing her spouses jealous grumbles.
As the two reach their destination a small bar not very busy but it's cheap and has a privacy seating where the wives and franko can chat business.
As goon orders for themselves alchol and water for marama they stroll over to the seats and plops down next to their spouse kicking their feet up eyeing the guy infront of them.
To put on a believable show goon slinks an arm around maramas waist and lowers their shades to look at franko.
"Ah if it isn't my favourite circus couple ya know... a little birdie told me your selling some awful stuff at your shit circus ya know that's a big no no if you get caught right" Frankos nicotine infected voice horses out as he lights his cigar looking at the two.
"Cut the bullshit franko name your price so me and my wife can continue unfinished business " goon slurred out a disgusting hint of lust in their voice.
"Oh ya know the usual 2 grand ya know I could cut that price in half if you give me one night with that pretty doll you got" franko dirty voice carried as he reaches out to touch maramas wings but hastily stopped by a deathly grip from goon.
"I suggest backing off if you want that hand mate she ain't for sale " goon practically growled out glaring at the man infront of them.
A loud laugh escaped frankos mouth as he wipes a fake tear.
"My friend protective of your pretty little thing ain't ya well it was worth a shot now pay up brat" frankos annoyance wasn't hidden well but his mood quickly changed when a slip was thrown to the table which he quickly snatched up.
"Are we done here gentlemen?" Marama finally spoke gently reminding the two busines was done
Franko just grunted and paid off his tab and left leaving goon to slump back sighing.
"Thank god he is gone what a paaaaaaaaiiiin.... Now can we please go back and play Minecraft?" Goons whole demeanor has changed as they rest their head on maramas shoulder turning from business man to a needy puppy in seconds.
" haha of course goonie we have a farm to build" marama giggles and stood grabbing their spouses hand to finally head back to their hotel.
