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Galateia: I know I said I would spend time out of the shooting range.
Galateia: And I am. In another shooting range.
Venus: I'm personally taking a offense to the fact that you turned down my offer for a shooting range...
“SO YOU dare me??” hecate raised a brow before rolling her eyes, “fine.” she walked to the nearest person and smiled, a low whisper dripping from her lips. “go with it.” before she p r e s s e d her lips to their’s, hands holding their cheeks.
Taylor reacted to the kiss by drawing the female closer on impulse before pushing her away once her sense cleared. “You know jumping someones bones is just a phrase right? You don’t actually jump them...” a smirked danced across pouting lips.
‘ are you following me or just checking out my ass ? ’
“Haven’t you heard? Women have this super power where they can multitask. Insane right?” Taylor quipped sarcastically.
Artemis muddled about the record store, happy to have had found one in London, looking for time to kill and more vinyl’s to add to her collection. Strolling through the aisles, she stopped in a particular section and began looking through the stacks. “Hmm, what do you think?” She mused as someone stood next to her. Pulling out two albums, she held them out for them to see. “Pink Floyd or Queen?”
“Queen” Taylor immediately responded without glancing up at the stranger. “Always Queen, you can never go wrong with the Bohemian Rhapsody” her intense gaze had been fixated on an album of her own.
❛ okay listen, you’re really starting to piss your mom off. she doesn’t need this stress in her life right now. you’re always running off, doing things you shouldn’t be doing —- ❜ anthony cut himself off short when he caught sight of someone staring back at him. He shrugged, ❛ it’s the cat… I was talking to the cat. ❜
“And would you be mum then?” Taylor questioned amused by the males clarification “well I sure as hell didn’t believe you were talking to me”.
Phoebe stared down at the photo in her hands, tears slipping from her eyes before she could stop it. Truth was, no matter how much she missed them, even her awful father, she couldn’t contact any of them. She’d made a point of losing all contact– it was too late to go back. And as for her mother, she was lost to this world. Phoebe did her best not to think about it, but sometimes– it just couldn’t be ignored.
“Oh dear, are you okay love?” Taylor was terrible at comforting others though she couldn’t leave the brunette alone in such a busy bar looking so vulnerable. No doubt some male had intentions of using this to advantaging...
He was shocked by the sudden action but willingly let her press him against the wall, the muscles in his back causing friction as he quickly responded; his arms swirling around Taylor’s waist. Letting her have her fun, he left himself at her mercy for a few seconds before fighting back for the dominance - spinning them around the moment she ran her thumb over his lips so she ended up being the one pinned to the wall. “a preview or just you being a tease, agent?” he pushed his lips to hers once more.
Involuntarily her body responded to his kiss as if it were air and she was suffocating. Swollen lips danced a tango with his own, finger tips pulled him closer by his belt loops. She craved his body against her own, the friction acting like a magnet between them. Slipping a skilled hand under the band of his jeans Taylor pulled back from his intoxicating kiss, holding his jaw in a strong grip with her other hand. “You’ll just have to wait and see” she smirked, finger tips dancing across his current bulge as if to make a point before she pushed him off. “Now” she continued walking towards their destination “we have business to get to”. Knocking twice on the door they were greeted by a rather large male dressed smartly, he let them in immediately at the sight of the seductress.
❛ … DID you just cuss me out?? ❜
“Not at all! That would be very unprofessional of me. But those are the letters in the word.”
“Spare me your lame excuses as to why you can’t finish on time. I’m fine with walking, but I’m not at all fine with tardiness and fake promises. Next time, try to not make promises that you can’t eventually keep. I want my car back at my townhouse before tonight.” he hung up, pissed that the garage was not done with his car yet. He put his phone back into the inside pocket of his bespoke suit jacket and noticed that someone was staring at him. “When do you think you’re going to finish staring at me like that?”
“When you place your order --” Taylor waited patiently for the male to order a beverage.
“ … But that’s none of my business.”
“You’re right, it isn’t --” she snapped.
He knew she was lying because he looked like a bloody idiot, but he was still grateful for the effort. Blushing slightly, he sent her a small smile in gratitude, before realizing that oh shit, the curtains were still on fire. He was able to extinguish the flames quickly thanks to a nearby glass of water, but yeah, there was basically no coming back from that embarrassing display, he was sure of it…
Swiftly Taylor moved to the males side, inspecting the damage off the flames. Thanking god they’d only licked the material and not his skin she allowed his arm to fall from her grasp. “You should really be more careful about where you put that thing” she gestured to his arm.
do you got that booty tho
“It’s common knowledge that I have one fine booty. However I’m quite unsure what you mean to ask--”
❛ who the hell wrote this chicken scratch? i can’t even — is that a B or a D? these are some hieroglyphics. am i drunk? ❜ ( just talking to herself. this isn’t anything new honestly. )
“Actually that looks like and F and the other looks like a U” Taylor pointed out. “You are in a bar, and most people here are drunk so there is a great chance you are”.
“It’s not what it looks like.”
“Then please by all means explain? Because right now I’m thinking that my neighbor just got laid.”
HONESTY HOUR😈
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Ask me what you want
“I’ll surely make it worth your while.” Seth walked closer to her and draped his arm around her waist as he chuckled at her compliment. “The tall, dark and handsome card works everytime, sweetheart. Besides - I look good with a gun. They didn’t have a chance.” Keeping her close, his grip still loosened as they got inside and moving up to the second floor. “Y’know Taylor, there’s a lot of teasing here and Seth is going to be a very sad boy if there’s no pay-off.” Seth’s eyes still didn’t stray from the girl, even with the clearly promiscious enviroment they had just entered.
They were mere meters from the back entrance to the club when Taylor ceased movement. Turning on the ball of her heel swiftly her fists grasped his shirt tightly as she pushed him against the wall. A glint of seduction mixed with danger swam in those darkened whisky hues. One hand snaked around his neck making it easier to pull his lips to her own. The other hand rested against his belt buckle before slipping under his shirt. She didn’t need a snarky retort, her lips dancing across his own would shut him up enough for now. As she increased their proximity for air she wiped the lipstick from his lips in one clean movement “a little preview”.
