Markus watched her stir and caught the wince, even through the painkillers "Damn Bon-Bon. You got real fucked up." He stated, holding out a hand to shake hers, if she'd take it.
"I can imagine." He replied, holding her arm as tightly as she needed to sit back up "Still... Did better than I did. 2 KO's, instead of just the one."
"Mm-i was going to wrap my legs around that Manetrics head and squeeze if I didn't put her out." She grunted as she settle back , scooting so she could sit up on the headboard
Markus tilted his head "Oh damn. Maybe if you'd said that to her she would've just let you. I might..." He teased her, noting she didn't argue with him calling her Bon-Bon earlier.
Markus winced as she flinched, reaching out to gently stroke her shoulder, humming softly "You'll be fine, Bonnie. You're tough, right?" He taunted her softly "I can't wait till you're back at 100, so we can go again..." He left the idea of how exactly they'd be 'going' up to her...
"Mmm, maybe not your Flamethrower... But I bet you'd love another run from my Hydro Pump..." He poked his tongue out at her, flicking against her nose.
"Who said anything about burning your dick? That's mine. Why would I cook it." She said tilting her head as he tried to pinch her back, shifting her arm.
She reached out and smacked his hands with a sharp chop, knocking them away. "You can touch, but only I say when you earned them." She said smirking at him
"Hey, you had a Type advantage on one of them, I've been at a disadvantage this entire time. Like to see you take on a ground type and come out with a win... Oh wait, you tried and lost to one!" He smirked, poking his tongue out at her.
As he slid his hands under the bed sheets to grab handfuls if her, she flushed. "Well both of them I'm born with-" she said as she reached around him, grabbing him by the cheeks back.
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