kinkyyoungster
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It was dark and raining yet again. It never seemed to stop raining in ths heap of a town. “Sure does match the town though” the young bounty hunter thought to himself as he walked through the lightly drizzled rain towards the beaten run down tavern to look for another job to do. Lately it’s been lacking, nothing worth of a challenge for the pronounded bounty hunter in town. “The Silver Stallion” some call him for his agiel but brute force but for those who know him well enough they call him the Demon Hunter.
Walking into the tavern whipping his arms back to dry his dark red leather coat as it went dead silent as he walked in. The women looked at him in aww over his lean but muscular body his “devily” good looking charms. While the men scowled and glared at him as most of the women went after him and not them. Taking a seat not too far from the counter where they give out jobs Dante sat back as the crowd went on about their business.
Walking into the tavern whipping his arms back to dry his dark red leather coat as it went dead silent as he walked in. The women looked at him in aww over his lean but muscular body his “devily” good looking charms. While the men scowled and glared at him as most of the women went after him and not them. Taking a seat not too far from the counter where they give out jobs Dante sat back as the crowd went on about their business.