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Author: Guede Mazaka
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ahmed/Mort Rainey, Seth Gecko/Miguel Bain.
Feedback: Er…if you really feel like it.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: Bunny from inkbug. For cpss.
Summary: Midnight snack run.
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Given what they did for a living, shopping at normal times of day wasn't exactly possible. Though Seth didn't get stuck with the duty too often, given Mort's talent for gardening. Actually, the only reason he had this time was because Ahmed had shown up too tired and bloody to go out, and Mort refused to leave the house without him.
Still, this was stupid. "Jesus. Mig, tell me he's not mugging us with a six-shooter."
Maybe Seth shouldn't have closed his eyes a moment ago, no matter how his head was pounding.
Mig looked up from the body, hands full of scavenged credit cards. He was bouncing on his heels, and his ass was twitching from side-to-side. "Well, he was, the stupid prick. Isn't now. You wanna dump body and fuck, or fuck first and then get rid of it?"
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