Vee dropped the gun, cringing a little as it hit the tiled floor. She hadn't meant to, but her fingers were numb where she'd been holding it so tight. The bang as it hit the floor brought them both out of the moment. Sotza lifted his shoulders and gently set Vee away from him, his penis pulling from her body. She gasped and closed her knees. He picked up the gun, gave it a quick look over before placing it back on the counter.
"Loaded," he observed blandly.
Vee had to bite her tongue not to laugh out loud. The most inappropriate responses running through her head. Did he mean, loaded like she wanted to be, so she could deal with the awkward aftermath of whatever the hell that encounter was? Or maybe he meant, loaded like his incredible magical cock.
Instead she bit back the grin that threatened and replied, "Of course, my weapons are always ready to fire."