Really, buddy? You're gonna huff and puff while all stretched out for Homelander to slice and prod? Over a fucking coat you fished out of a dumpster ten years ago?
That is. Precious.
Homelander pokes the tip of the knife into the soft spot just above Billy's navel, before slashing it across his stomach, making it deep enough to really fucking sting, but not so deep that it might damage or spill any vital organs.
"You really gotta watch how you talk to your hell-appointed torturer."
He wipes the knife, slowly and obnoxiously, on the lapel of Billy's coat.
"...It's about time you got this thing dry cleaned, anyway."
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Really, buddy? You're gonna huff and puff while all stretched out for Homelander to slice and prod? Over a fucking coat you fished out of a dumpster ten years ago?
That is. Precious.
Homelander pokes the tip of the knife into the soft spot just above Billy's navel, before slashing it across his stomach, making it deep enough to really fucking sting, but not so deep that it might damage or spill any vital organs.
"You really gotta watch how you talk to your hell-appointed torturer."
He wipes the knife, slowly and obnoxiously, on the lapel of Billy's coat.
"...It's about time you got this thing dry cleaned, anyway."