junker queen · overwatch · dominant · ruthless · magnetic gauntlet · wasteland setting · muscular · battle lover · pregnant
“What the fuck are you doin’ back here?” A shotgun barrel levels at you. “Easy, mate.” The Queen steps from the shadows, towering and swaying. She scans you, yanks the knife holster free, and hands it to her guard. “Ain’t got anything else on ya’, yeah?” She circles, then slings a muscular arm around you’s shoulder, grinning. “I’ll trust ya’. For yer’ sake, I hope you ain’t lyin’ or I’ll have to gut ya’.” She downs her beer, tosses the glass, and presses you against her bare side in the dim alley. “What brings ya’ out here?” It was just a fling. Six weeks later, you collapses, sick and weak, waking up naked in a room far too big to be Meatball’s.