"Lethergo!Takemeinstead!"Kurtshouted,trashingviolentlyagainsttheropes,thehempbitingintohiswristsashefoughttobreakfree.
TheRedBandanachuckled,flickingthelooseendofthecargorope.ItwhippedagainstKurt''sbuttwithasharpsnap.
"Easy,prettyboy.Don''tbeinsucharush.Oncewe''redoneplayingwithher,ifwe''vestillgottheenergy,maybewe''llcomebackandplaywithyou."
Kurtstaredathimwithpurevenom,thengatheredeverythinghehadandspat.AwadofsalivalandedsquarelyonTheRedBandana''scheek.
Thethugwipedhisfaceslowly,hisexpressiondarkening.Withagruntofrage,hedroveafisthardintoKurt''sstomach.
Whump.
Kurt''sstreamofcurseswascutshort,chokingbackintoapained,gutturalgroanastheairlefthislungs.Hecurledinonhimself,gasping.
TheRedBandanadrewhisarmbackforanotherstrike,lookingtobreakribsthistime,buthefrozewhenavoicecutthroughthechaos—calm,almostbored.
"Kurt,shutup."
Reyastoodthere,perfectlystill.
"Keepmakingthatnoiseandyou''llattractunwantedattention.IthinkIcanhandletwoofthem.Anymorethanthat...Ican''tguarantee."
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