It had been months. Months of never ending fighting with his brother. Arguing and gunfights alike. Leopard couldn't stand it anymore. He was frustrated, he was angry, but most of all he was really, really horny. It wasn't like it was his fault; lately, his brother had been extremely physical with him, and god damn did he enjoy that. He wished he didn't. But he did. It made fighting extremely hard, and Leopard usually got the shit beat out of him.
Even now, he was inspecting his bruises in front of his mirror. He only had a few and they were healing, but they sure did look ugly. He was just lucky that he didn't get himself killed. A few times he had nearly found himself forgetting to fight back, and worse, others he had almost gotten hard. Augh, if that wasn't awkward he didn't know what was.
Soon, he figured, it would be time for his brother to get here and try to kill him again. He sighed, pulling a tanktop on grabbing his gun.