Fics like won't you stitch me up (touch me inside and out)

“Okay… so, what? You want me to fucking guess or something? You want it to be a game?” Mel smiles at her. “A game. I like that. Maybe… if you do something nice for me, I’ll show you the rest of my tattoos.” Trinity thinks she might just spontaneously combust in this damn parking lot. If Mel was literally anyone else, anyone else, she’d be reading this so differently. But Mel is so earnest and genuine that the words coming out of her mouth don’t even sound suggestive in her tone. “I think I prefer guessing. Fine. Whatever. Tit for tat, literally. You’re just doing this so that you get something out of it.” “Very literally conditioning you to be nice to me, yes,” Mel says with a confirming head nod. “But it wouldn’t work if you weren’t getting something out of it.” OR Trinity finds out that Mel has eight tattoos. Mel agrees she will show them to her under one condition. They fall in love along the way.

Fics like won't you stitch me up (touch me inside and out)

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