Beautiful Murderer

[Mykel’s POV]

"Are we just going to stand here?" I asked, coming up to join Armal and Amya. "Did we come all this way to simply stand underneath a window or to actually spill some blood?"

"Of course we came to play." Amya giggled, her eyes flashing with excitement.

"Then let’s get moving."

As I spoke, I pulled a grappling hook from my side and aimed. Using all my strength, I heaved, throwing the hook up enough for it to snag against the roof. Giving a tug to make sure it was secure enough to use, I met Amya’s gaze.

"Ladies first." I said, motioning for her to begin climbing.

"My, such a gentleman." Amya purred, clamping her hands around the rope and beginning to climb.

Remaining in place, I found myself admiring Amya’s ass as it waggled about as she made her way towards her targets.

"Enjoying the show?" Armal chuckled, coming up beside me.

"And if I am?" I challenged, shooting him a look. "Are you going to ruin my fun?"

"I would never." Armal responded. "But I should remind you that A