⚠️Endgame⚠️

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⚠️ Don't act like you weren't expecting this! ⚠️

⚠️ Don't act like you weren't expecting this! ⚠️

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Chapter 38 - Endgame
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"You're welcome?" Ace was finally able to break the silence between them.

Odette felt herself manage to nod slightly, as if she knew she had wanted to say thank you, at least for the clean clothes. Yet it wouldn't have made a difference if he had seen her nod, his eyes were definitely not looking at her head.

"Ace..."

Ace barely managed to nod himself, his eyes too busy trying to take her in completely as they were sending incredibly dirty and inappropriate thoughts to his mind and various other body parts.

"Ace you're staring..." Odette mumbled.

Ace managed to nod again, almost in a trace as his eyes remained focused on scanning the body he had so often thought of for the past few months. Until like the click of fingers, it was as if he had snapped from his thoughts as he quickly shook his head.

"Sorry I'll um-" He mumbled, trying to look away.

It was as if a magnetic force was pulling on him, forcing him to look at her body as she stood in the shower, the water hitting her soft smooth skin as it trickled down every part of her. Ace felt himself groan out slightly as he frantically left the bathroom, having desperately clawed at the door handle.

He couldn't take it. If he had watched her for a moment longer, he would have ripped his own clothing in two and broken that plastic to get in that shower with her. He would have slammed her small body against those tiles and shoved his dick so far in her he wouldn't have seen her. He would have had her screaming out his name so loudly, all the cobras would hear and known what they were doing.

Ace leant against the wall beside the bathroom door, his hand unable to stop from palming at himself. His body was burning, raging and craving any type of relief. He let his head fall back against the wall as his eyes shut. It was certain, he'd have to go handle himself.

And then he needed a plan for her staying her. He wasn't about to send her away, forcing her to live on the streets but he also wasn't about to spend however long with his hand wrapped around his dick, trying to give himself some form of contact.

Yet as he opened his eyes, his hand still palming at his hard cock through his trousers as his other hand went to unzip them. That was when he heard it.

A soft quiet moan from inside the bathroom...

Ace's head turned slightly, there was no way she was- Another small moan.

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