You could be. Hey, man, whatever you're into, that's between you and whoever's dick your taking. [ or ass you're plundering. whatever. as for murphy, someone would likely lose a foot a hand if they tried to shove him face down in mud. there's very few he'll accept that kind of treatment from, and bellamy blake didn't make the trip. as for kavinsky and this whole daddy kink thing... ]

So? I don't get anything out've making your job easy for you. [ murphy shrugs. still the what's it to you concept. there's a short instance, thinking about k fucking other people, that something like insecurity rears up, but murphy's known about that since the beginning. done the same. sort of, at least. moving on from it, to let out a derisive snort, showing about how much he thinks of kavinsky's combat prowess. ]

K's more likely to get his candy ass kicked by a pile of damp moss than do any real surviving or defending. I had to practically carry his princess self here from the beach, he was bitching so much.