Merle had expected just...a party. At worst, a shitty time with boring people. At best, a damn good time maybe with the fire brigade getting called so his hand could be removed from the vending machine. But here he was, getting what was quickly shaping up to be the best blowjob of his life. And he'd been to Syria, a place that should've had a reputation.
He didn't want to shoot in her mouth, or shoot at all yet, so after a few minutes he left her mouth. Merle gripped her by the shoulders and lifted her up. He spun her around within the same sudden movement, forcefully pushing her against the wall and pushing into her from behind.