Rider jerked back a little when Rex kissed the corner of his mouth, glaring down at him. He didn't understand. Rex should have been fighting to get away from him or... or something. Something that made this more satisfying.
"Fuck you." Rider let go to Rex and sat back, glaring at him and running a hand over his mohawk. "Just... What the fuck are you trying to do to me? You're fucking with my head. You're making me act like my grandfather."
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