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@abpste
𝐢𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ✒︎ 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐏𝐇. 🐬 ( @abpste )
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: i won’t make you pull out, i’m getting it all tonight.
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: i just wanna go down in history how you like.
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: as the one who makes you comfortable.
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: cause your lips they got me feeling very vulnerable.
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: the way that you speak to me frequently gives me a rise.
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: and i think we’re in too deep, don’t wanna pull out.
AXEL calls her phone.
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MSG: Gettin' freaky in my Bentley limousine, It's even better when it's with ice cream. Know what I mean, peaches and cream.
MSG: Doesn’t it give Dr. Seuss for the grown + sexy? Like after a shot or two? Even I would block my ass.
MSG: I’d understand, fr.
❛ nah, don’t blame the liquor now. you still got a full glass, just say you wanted to try it for me. ❜ she mocked as she leaned forward, pressing her body into his childishly. ❛ how many times do i have to tell you that i’m never wrong, ax? it’s gettin’ a little offensive at this point. ❜ a pout formed on her full duo as she tilted her head to the side, intently watching him speak, letting a bright smile form on her lips. when his question is posed. ❛ watch out, man. the cheetah girls don’t lie, don’t even play like that. ❜ her defense of the fictional girl group came with a deadpan expression before her genuine answer emerged. ❛ i almost bought a birkin today, so i need to get the fuck as soon as possible. it’s really beautiful though, so rich and culture. i never thought a place could be so romantic, i would relocate, but what would you do without me? ❜ she goaded.
“I would...die for you...darlin’ if you want me tooo ‘ooo,” He sung the infamous PRINCE record while hitting a subtle dance move that resulted in him hitting the table, and press on his newly tatted leg, AXEL winced, as a hiss escaped him. Shortly a teeter from him followed despite the pain. “Gahdamn, that’s you jinxing the air with your damn lies. Never wrong? Zai, please.” His focus was now down to inspect his leg again as he listened to her dish a defense of the girl group and her potential purchase. With that mentioned his eyes popped up, with his brow risen. “Aw shit now, big shot. You doin’ it like that? Shit, buy me somthin’,” He joked and rested back eyeing her gloat that caused him to grin back to mirror. Her question had him roll his eyes to the ceiling. “Well, I’d have a chance to play my favorite tracks without rebuttal of lies for one. Any other questions, hater?”
❛ you’re allergic to shrimp but will try caviar if i do? you’re willing to die for me? i love it here. ❜ playfully, she placed both of her hands across her heart, batting her eyelashes dramatically before a giggle naturally emitted her matte covered duo. ❛ you are not gonna starve, just big and dramatic. lemme put you on. ❜ she said in a low whisper as the waitress came back around. ❛ can i get one order of paella, half with chicken and mushrooms and the other half vegetables only. and can i have a glass atrium chardonnay. ❜ she ordered, a bit of dominance in her tone, although her disposition remained saccharine. once the woman walked off with the order, she turned back to axel. ❛ if you don’t like it, i’ll let your picky ass starve and peep the view. ❜ she mimicked his earlier statement.
“See ?” AXEL pushed back the cup of alcoholic concoction given to him, as his head waved in disapproval. “That’s how I know I done had enough of that shit, already. About to kill my own ass not even realizin’ it.” Her slight ridicule in a manner of teasing him caused him to smile weakly, although reluctant to, knowing it was the reaction she was definitely hoping for. He gazed over ZAIRE’s mannerisms as she spewed their order, and gave her a nod of approval and a gentle clutch of her wrist. “...all gold stars for you. Thank you. But you’re wrong, I’m bankin’ on the burger with the view this time. How’re you likin’ Barcelona so far? Ain’t it like...the music capitol of the world or some shit, right? Or was The Cheetah Girls lyin’?” Although stated half jokingly his inquiry genuine.
❛ yeah, being in spain and eating a burger that’s literally described as ‘american’ is bottom of the barrel. they probably got chicken tenders and fries if you wanna really nigga it up. ❜ she teased, a faux despondent expression displayed upon her visage as she read the menu herself, her eyes widening as she noted the options that were dubbed in both english and spanish. nothing really coinciding with her own diet. ❛ but, i wouldn’t blame you since that the only shit i can read on here. what, you don’t like… ❜ picking a random menu item, she let a small laugh fall from her lips. ❛ beluga caviar? ❜
“That’s the thing though, Zai,” AXEL responded was relieving himself of his denim jacket after finding the space to be suitable enough to do without at this point. “...I want authentic ass spanish food. I’m just concerned about how they cookin’ the pasta. I’m allergic to shrimp,” He admitted finally and grew even more agitated, but laughter finally escaped him at her antics. “That shit sound crazy. But I’ll try it if you do,” He glanced her way with his brow risen and lips folded in to conceal a smile. “Since you a bold one. I’m about to say fuck it though, and just go peep the view. I’ll starve...”
AXEL found him drinking a little too much on an empty stomach, and immediately waved for the waitress to order. His gaze fell upon the choices, and he was slightly concerned that he may not be able to eat anything due to certain allergens. “Now I’d be weak as fuck for gettin’ a typical burger, but they ain’t makin’ this shit easy for a nigga at all...” He huffed out a breath and decided to settle on an appetizer and downed the rest of his drink in the mean time as he waited for service.
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“You find the fitting wig that condenses your forehead just a tad, finally, and wanna get hostile...brain compress some more and relax,” AXEL shot back as he sluggishly got into a comfortable position with his eyes closed. Ever so often he would peel his eyes open to see YERAY’s progress, and rested back. Her exaggeration of his point caused him to roll them upward. “I’m inspired by the beauty of her eyes if that’s what you mean,” On one particular bone that was being filled in, he clamped down on his bottom lip. As an artist he utilized any inspiration he could garnish. This particular instance was conveniently timely. In the corner of his eyes, he saw her phone arise and reached by him where paper towels rested, and grabbed one crumpling it to throw. He gave it enough wind power to dash in front of the camera’s position. “...ya aggy ass. What you gettin’?”
“What’s y’all fandom called? The #MALICEMOB? #MACEFACES? Yeah, I’m apart of it. I’m like a psycho barb on crack,” AXEL nodded to reassure her. And watched YERAY as he added finishing touches to his sketches. “That’s always the best times to go through with anything though; I’m sure y’all have no regrets,” The mention of his manner and playful, yet stern tone with the tattooist had him chuckling under his breath. “Mannn, Yeray know he’s my guy! And I take very good care of him bein’ extra generous with the tips...please. But the inspiration behind this,” The signature buzz of the gun sounded off once the placement of the sketch was on his skin and he gritted his teeth feeling the poke of the bone, he had to outright laugh at her taunting to being more brave. “...I value perceptions and my favorite feature on women are their eyes. Saw some real pretty ones lately. Although I made her cry...twice.” AXEL chuckled, as horrid as that sounded, but it was one of those cases when you simply had to be there to understand. “And I love the fuck out my self, so why not get my name tatted?”
AXEL recalled the tattoo he spotted in many pictures and candids and it was always one he favored above all of her various ink placements. “Oh, I fucks with that one most of all; that was some real nigga shit, indeed. What made you get it?” He inquired as YERAY was setting up the station for him to start. AXEL prepared a fresh sketch for him to utilize like always, and gave him free reign to tweak and enhance where he saw fit. The ragged edges of his name in bold with the eye above was one he’d been thinking of getting for the longest, but time never permitted it. As CRU threatened YERAY that only made him blush and hold his hand up in playful surrender, he provided his leg where the tattoo was being placed. “...Yeray, I’m neglecting some serious practice time to heal for this shit, muthafucka. So get my shit right,” He flashed a smile and indicated the spots he wanted it placed. “From my knee, to my ankle between the Goku tattoo and the coi fish...cover the whole space. And feel free to tweak the font of that a bit; real jagged style.” He cheesed CRU way. “I should’ve took a couple pulls of the weed to be honest,” His head shook.
AXEL was a treasured client of the Barcelona based tattoo artist YERAY PEREZ, that he was assured that the shop would be cleared and properly prepared for their convenience. In response to her empty threats that was enlivened by her typical theatrics, AXEL waved his head and her off. His view was occupied of the sketch he drawn together as well as an order he placed in as the car finally came to a stop and they climbed out of the vehicle. “…not only is this nigga not foolish to fuck up, he’s well aware of your psychotic ass antics to try you, let alone me, like that. You would have me go first. let me find out you frontin’ about being afraid,” As their steps progressed to the entrance, AXEL was already reaching for the handle when she motioned for him to. He walked in before her instead and was met with the excited visage of YERAY. “Yeray! What’s good fam, I ‘preciate this. You gon get us right, yes? Please assure her ass,” he motioned towards CRU and roamed his eyes around while they were directed to the back of the parlor. As he began talking to CRU and inquire about what she was thinkin’ about getting, he smiled inwardly before stating the following. “…aye, the last girl that got that nasty infection here? She straight?”
Michael Jackson | Will You Be There
Michael Jackson | Dirty Diana
On a serious note, though…’Human Nature’, ‘The Way You Make Me Feel’, ‘Butterflies’, ’Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’ and ‘Remember The Time’ are top tier for MJ. Top 5 and please don’t ever forget it.
AXEL was triggered with a flash back of one of his most career changing moments that he jumped up, and started with one of MJ’s timeless records. The brim of his high yellow cheeks coated with red and perspiration. “I’m gonna make a change...in my life...”
She nodded at his notes and began to start mixing in the sounds as she continued to listen to him talk. As she did so, the one change she did made it sound a whole lot better with his input. Smiling softly at the male, she looked over at him and watch as he walked back into the booth. As sultry as the beat was, his vocals matched right along with it. As he continued to lay the track, Ava made sure to tune the channels exactly as they needed to be, her hands moving at lighting speed. Once he stopped, she cleared her throat and looked up at the glass. “Axe, do me a favor. Let’s do a full dry run of the song, please. I want to hear it all the way out, just to see how everything flows. Start from the second post-chorus, please and then head into the bridge, then hit the end for me.” She stated before rolling the track back a bit and then pressing play.
He stuck a thumbs up, and reach for the bottle of water. After taking a healthy sip of the fluid the nursed his throat, AXEL waited for the track to be played. The sound that blasted through speaker was a continuous motivator that challenged him to the vocals better than the previous time. At the designated section she requested, he did another run with much emphasis at the areas necessary that his gruff tenor allowed. What followed the second post-chorus was the bridge that he hit. As repetitious as the verses were that followed towards the ending of the track, he hit it few times once more and included lengthy ad-libs to work with until the songs very end. AXEL gave himself a moment before clearing his throat an spoke through the mic. “I think we got it for the most part. We can distort the ending a lil bit with a few tweaks. But I feel like I’ll be much more satisfied with this run...”
