dark princess

❝ you burn my ears with your magic voice. i'm a paper doll, you can tear me up. we'll be the broken lovers with the poison cup. ❞

[collintevians]

Collin didn’t consider himself a fashion designer or even someone who knew a lot about fashion really, but he liked to think that he knew what looked good. Ariella Tevian always wanted to make sure that her son understood how colors and matching worked– even if most of his outfits now consisted of simple white or black, he still knew how to make things pop when he needed to. His scanned over Avery’s dress and there wasn’t a single doubt in his mind that the two of them would be the best looking in the entire restaurant. Avery had found something that would really bring out every part of her and even though Collin had seen her on naked on more than one occasion, he still wanted to know what it would look like coming off of her. While gorgeous might not have sounded like a comment that had much weight, he meant it completely. There wasn’t a single person in the world that could actively compare to Avery Thames and he tried to make sure she knew that without making her uncomfortable. “Thank you. I hadn’t cut my hair since I arrived in the states and figured it was time to try a new style.” Soft lips came into contact with the corner of his mouth and he smirked as she wiped away the smudge of lipstick– honestly, she could have left it. Collin gave her thumb a quick kiss as she pulled it away, trying his best to keep from being suggestive. It was hard to keep his hormones under control when it came to Avery– no matter how much he wanted to calm down, there was always a part of him that was more than willing to indulge in the idea of spreading her out on a bed and taking her apart. Tonight was actual dinner though, an actual date that he had been wanting for a while now. If he was being honest, there was a part of him that was disappointed when she initially turned him down. It wasn’t because she said no, but more so because he thought that she was exactly the kind of girl that he should be taking on dates and maybe even meeting his parents if they were still around. “Okay,” he said before pressing a soft kiss to the back of her head and heading back towards the door of her room. “I’ll be right outside if you need me. I’m going to check our reservation.”

[averythames]

Avery was wanted by many, that was obvious; ecspecially when one factored in her place of work. It was almost like her job was to entice people. Entice them into dancing, but the act of enticing them nonetheless. The dancers would then get thirsty and thus buy drinks which gave the club revenue. Avery would get paid and that completed the cycle. She knew how to entice people, wether it be a wink or a flip of her skirt or a bite of her lip; she had her own tricks that she’d use them with the finesse of a well-season poker player. She knew her choices might be looked down upon by someone else, but this was her life to live and she was doing the best she could with what she had. Some could even argue that Avery wasn’t even living up to her full potentional. With her abilities, she could do so much more than she was doing now; and she knew that somewhere deep down. She swallowed hard, trying to clear her mind as Collin pressed a kiss to the back of her head. She smiled lightly. Nobody wanted her like Collin wanted her. Atleast, not to her knowledge and, even if she knew, she’d still want Collin back. He was something special. He was someone to hold onto. “Okay, I’ll be out in half a second,” She responded and watched him leave through the same way that he had entered. She had let her ice cold heart thaw for him.

Once alone again, Avery took the few steps needed to be over by her dress and began to slip off her silk robe to expose her lingerie and her skin that peeked through once more. She let the silk fabric pool onto her bed, slipping off her sylph limbs, and decided to pick up the dress and slipped it over her head; making sure not to dishevel her hair. Avery was never afraid to show skin when it came to apparel. She figured if she had something to put on display she might as well do it. After all, she was used to having eyes on her almost all of the time. She was fine with it as long as one of those pair of eyes belonged to Collin.

After looking at herself in the mirror one final time, she left her apartment and returned to Collin’s side; where he was outside checking on the reservation like he had said. A bubbling nervousness was present and Avery’s chest and it was very unfamiliar to her. She wasn’t the type of girl to go on dates. Well, dates but not dinners like Collin had somehow gotten her to agree to go. She bites down at every instinct she has telling her to run and asked, upon seeing her man, “Is everything set reservation-wise?” With a smile smile she reached out and straightened and smoothed out his suit even though it was meticulously perfect. She just wanted a reason to be close to him. “I know I already said it, but you look unbelievably handsome tonight. You clean up very well, Tevian. Who would have known?,” She joked with him, before pushing her hair over her shoulder. “–Who’s driving?” She asked “Or are we using your driver? I’m sure the place is still going to be a surprise until we get there, hm?”

[collintevians]

The suit was Italian cut and with the way it hugged his form, he figured that it was money very well spent. He hadn’t been doing much when he received her text– only messing around with a few songs on his computer and looking over a few band applications. All of the room in his new apartment left him space to move around and to practice without worry about disturbing any of the neighbors around him. It felt nice having the space and the freedom to do as he pleased. While the text might have caught her off guard, he had learned how to take random text from one Ms. Thames and quickly sent a text back. It wasn’t much of a choose for him when it came to picking out the suit– it was nice a blue, a color he had come to appreciate over the past few months. He ran his fingers through his hair as he headed downstairs and was still surprised at how the new style felt. Undercuts seemed like a much needed change because he hadn’t had his haircut since coming to the states. His mother had always said that hair was an important part of a man and he rarely doubt her advice. The black benz in the apartment garage was almost as new as his suit, but Collin rarely drove it. There was something about walking around town that did wonders for his nerves, but today was a little different so he supposed he could take it for a spin. It took him a couple of minutes to get to Avery’s place, making sure to stop for flowers before he arrived because who didn’t enjoy a good hollywood cliche? Of course, the roses were a little redder than most because it felt appropriate given who they were for. He stepped to the door, grabbed the key that he had been given (blessed with was probably a better way to describe it), and headed inside. Avery’s loft was always such a sight to see– mainly because the first time he had been there, they fucked all around the place until they both saw stars. He placed the flowers down on a counter and made his way to where Avery was sure to be. Once he arrived at the door frame, he took a few minutes to stare at her. There was something about Avery that commanded attention even when she wasn’t doing anything and he always wanted to have his eyes on her. Well, his eyes and his hands, but he would hold off on that for now or at least that had been the plan. “Hey gorgeous,” was his smooth reply and he tried to ignore the way that her voice sounded when baby came out of it. There is a fire in his eyes as he steps into the room. “Yeah, I am. I found a nice little place that I think will be great.”

[averythames]

Avery’s dress laid across of her bed, the dark fabric almost lounging like it was trying its hardest to mimic what only Avery could. She liked to go uptown and that was exactly where she had purchased the piece. The boutiques were higher end there but, still being in Portland, they still had the quirkiness or ‘je ne sais quoi’ that she thirsted for in her fashion choices. The fabric was black and pairing the two’s outfit together was so fitting, for they looked so appealing— all the black and all the blue— it had the effect of punching onlookers with all of their glamour. Avery’s place, on the other hand, was spacious; much like Collin’s but it was obvious she didn’t have anywhere near the amount of money that the Tevian family held in their many trust funds and bank accounts. Not to say that Avery wasn’t well-off. She had her own wealth of sorts that she had accumulated through the club she danced for. She also had a rather decent-sized nest egg that she gained through many shady business transactions and bad decisions that she made when she was younger. Upon further inspection, Avery noticed that Collin had his hair cut. This boy must really like her to show up so well-groomed. She smiled softly at the realization and the way she feels when Collin calls her gorgeous. She’s heard it before but believed it? Truly believed it? She wasn’t yet sure, but maybe this was how it felt. “I’m sure it will be. You’ve got nice taste,” Avery pointed out, nodding her head toward his as she stepped closer. “—And, you look very handsome,” She complimented him before stealing a quick kiss from the corner of his mouth and the wiped with her thumb at the lipstick smudge she left until it was gone. She smiled again. “…Give me a minute to get dressed and slip into some heels and I’ll be all ready for you, okay?”

[halvgods]

moodboard — avery thames

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mood board aesthetic  —  avery thames (and the color red)

[averythames]

Avery reached her hands behind her back and brought the clasps of her bra closer so that she could hook them together. She also immediately looked down at her breasts. She proceeded to attempt to push them up, trying to somehow make them appear more desirable. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. There she was, standing in her newly purchased lingerie; all black velvet and lace. She huffed and pushed some hair out of her face, realizing that she wasn’t particularly satisfied with something about her reflection at the moment. Or maybe she was too satisfied with how she looked and it was that painfully obvious. Avery turned away, trying to ignore the agonizingly persistent twang of sadness that made up her being. She went over to her bed. Being alone, she picked up the silky robe that was laying at the end and slipped it on. She crossed the fabric into a dainty bow in front of her, approved of it, and went back to her vanity. The sound of someone entering through the door of her loft reached her ears and she knew it could be the only one that always ends up making her feel better when she’s down. Having given over a copy of the key belonging to her place to Collin only after he produced a copy of his own to her earlier, the urge to see him became too much and Avery's attention was pulled away though as she finished applying a few spritz from a bottle of perfume she had picked up. She smiled and it actually caught her off guard; like finally getting a drink after you’ve been thirsty all day. She knew that it was going to be Collin and that sense of stability was foreign to her. “Hey, baby," She greeted him as she watched through her vanity’s mirror: the doorway of her room soon framing Collin's own frame. How handsome could he look passing over that threshold? There were no limits. "You know you're a little early, but I don't mind," She cooed. Avery appreciated Collin a little more than she did before. She stood there and, in that moment, she thought about how lucky she was to have someone who was willing to come over when she texted them at the last minute about how she had changed her mind about going out on an official dinner, or how she’s so lucky to have someone who was willing to share their favorite things with the other in the form of mix tapes. “I'm almost done getting ready for dinner tonight,” She said to his reflection. "...You ready to take me out, finally?" Avery smiled lightly.

[halvgods]

[ avery thames ] + instagram (f e a t u r i n g  collin tevian) 

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[collintevians]

He wasn’t sure what this was, but he didn’t want Avery to leave. Collin could totally handle her leaving though– she was her own person and they weren’t official. If she wanted to leave him at any point, she was totally free to do so. It wouldn’t have been the first time that someone left and accepting things got easier as time went on. What was the point of this– of him trying to be happy, when there was always a voice in the back of his head that said it wouldn’t work. When his parents died, there was this wall that sort of constructed itself around him and he wasn’t sure how to get rid of it. No matter how close anyone got, no matter how much he wanted to find a way past it, the wall wouldn’t move. He had quickly gotten used to it and figured that it would go away and on its own and that if it didn’t, he would just find a way to deal with it. Avery brought him back to reality as she slowly left his grasp and his eyes gleamed with the idea of being able to see how kissable she was in various parts of the house. There was something dangerous about Avery– something that had him coming in like a moth drawn to a flickering flame. He supposed that it was a good thing he was fireproof. After a breathy exhale, he stepped out of the apartment and closed the door behind him before moving to take the hand that Avery had offered. The pressure of her body against his arm was relaxing, almost calming. His brow arched up when she leaned against him and his free hand moved to rest against the small of her back– it felt so natural at this point, moving his body in reaction to her own. A hum escaped him at her question and he tapped his fingers against her back as he waited for the elevator, waiting in semi-silence to answer her question. He already knew the answer and he had every intention on surprising her with the key, but it was clear that she was too smart for that. “I thought I was the eye candy here.” There is a smile that creeps up on his face and he leans down slightly in order to kiss the top of her head. “It was supposed to be a surprise, but seeing as how you figured it out.” The elevator dinged and he stepped in, gently pulling her along until his back rested against the back wall and she was pressed against him. This part was weird because he didn’t want to scare her away, but he also wanted her to know that she was the only person that he wouldn’t mind sharing an apartment with. It sounded too much like commitment though every time he went over in his head and goddamn it, he really didn’t want her to leave. They arrived at the ground level and Collin inhaled before moving out of the elevator and towards the front desk, kissing her hand as he escaped her grasp. Now was the time to be a little more serious– he stepped up to the front desk and returned the keys he didn’t want. “I’ll take this one,” he said with a smile. “I’ll pay the deposit and the first four months rent now.” He pulled out his wallet and counted out the bills that were needed and slid them across the counter. The total was over a thousand dollars, but that wasn’t much as far as he was concerned. It was rare that he kept that much money on him at once– today was a special day and he wanted the satisfaction of paying for everything in cold hard cash. Once everything cleared and all the proper paperwork was filled out, he grabbed his key. “I’ll need one more.” The desk attendant passed him a spare key and he pulled out his phone in order to send a text to the movers he had hired a week ago. He received a conformation text before turning back to Avery with a smile on his face– this is what freedom felt like. Collin grabbed her hand and slipped the key inside before closing it and kissing her knuckle. “Use it wisely– or don’t, you’re welcome over anytime.” He prepares to head back upstairs. “Do you have work tonight? If so, never mind.. If not– let me take you out to dinner tonight as a small way of saying thank you for helping me.” There is a pause. “Or we could just smoke weed together, either one works.”

[averythames]

Avery felt Collin’s hand slip down to the small of her waist and her smirk faltered into a more genuine version when his fingers drummed against her body. “You’re still eye candy, don’t you worry about that, pretty boy,” She replied as she gazed up at Collin, only to have her attention pulled away by the sound of opening elevator doors. Avery stepped through the entrance, their bodies moving together; something that was happening more and more often. They had a physical connection, there was no denying that. She let her body press up against Collin’s, but her smirk was completely faded by now. She instinctively dropped her eyes to look at his lips. "Maybe I’m just smarter than you realize, huh?” She questioned and playfully raised and lowered her brows before watching him press a kiss to the top of her hand. Avery had been kissed, but never like the way Collin kissed her. Everything about him was warm, but not in a way she expected. His breath against her skin was warm, and the heat she could feel through his layers of clothes still was warm, but there had to be something more to Collin Tevian. If she was completely honest with herself, that’s why Avery stuck around. She’d convinced herself that there was something in Collin that cared about her. She just didn’t know if it had happened naturally, or with some of her help along the way. It was a common fear for the girl: that the relationships she forged weren’t real. Maybe that’s why she usually kept them to a minimum, but loneliness was something Avery tried to press down and down and down. She had made others love her with her powers before, so who’s to say that she hadn’t done the same with Collin this whole time? Hell, she had done much worse with her abilities before Collin came into her life. Avery was a dangerous girl. “You should also know, I hate surprises,” She added as they walked out of the elevator and over to the front counter of the apartment complex. Avery watched Collin and she didn’t care if he knew, or could feel her eyes on him. There was simply no other place she wanted to look, or was even worthy of her gaze. Before she knew it, the feeling of cold metal on the skin of her palm brought her back to attention. She watched Collin kiss her fist and she couldn’t help but let the skin around her eyes crinkle as she began to smile as she listened to him. “...Oh, so brave to give this to me, really. I’ll be sure to put it in a safe place,” She said in a joking manner, although Avery had all intent on keeping it safe, and also maybe using it a bit unwisely as well. As they headed back upstairs, Avery couldn’t ignore the red flags and alarms that were going off in her head. Dinner, apartment shopping, sharing keys. If there were certain steps to be taken when starting off a relationship, Avery and Collin were definitely far from traditional. She swallowed hard, bringing her eyes up to look at him after slipping the key into her pocket. “I’ve got nothing. No work, no plans. You’ve caught me on a good day,” She replied, taking her close position again next to Collin once they were in the elevator once again. Avery let a silence pass before she chuckled. “I love this feeling, but I hate this part. Can we just stay in? I appreciate the dinner offer, but I’m sure there’s another way you can show me you’re thankful. And, besides, I’m not the kind of girl that someone takes out to dinner. It sounds very close to ‘meet-the-parents territory’...”

[recollect-memorize]

Of all the people you have kissed she was your favourite because she didn’t flinch when you curled your hand around her neck and tightened. She said “I break the law and I break hearts too but what I really want is to know what it feels like to be the brick and not the window pane.” When she’s drunk she’ll dress up for you, all straps & lace & stockings. When she’s high she’ll dress down for you, all skin & skin & skin.

Annabelle Nyst - (Be the Brick, Not the Windowpane)

[averythames]

moodboard .002 — [ ❝the bad kids/the cool kids❞ ]

Avery Thames && Collin Tevian

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[collintevians]

Collin often wrestled with the concept of home. When his parents died, they had taken everything that felt like home with them. It was strange, walking around the loft and feeling empty and alone. The only time he felt close to them now was when he used his power– it was strange how something so destructive made him feel so loved. He had contemplated moving out of the town and finding some where else to live that wasn’t quite so close to his brother. There were other states, other places were he could restart his band, and plenty of other people he could live with. However, the problem was that there was only one Avery and there wasn’t anyone else that he wanted to be around half as much. Slow steps were taken through the apartment and his eyes scanned everything looking for a mistake or something out of place– there wasn’t a thing he could say. His arms were crossed over his chest in thought when Avery came into the room and he laughed a little at the feeling of her hand in his pocket. This was it– this is what home felt like. He inhaled and nodded to himself before answering her question. “I think this place is more than big enough. Master bedroom is huge and the other rooms have enough space for my recording.” When she mentioned the shower big enough for today, he had already made his choice. However, the suggestion did help him imagine the two of them in the middle of a shower with steam curling out of the bathroom. Collin swallowed and suddenly he needed to be touching Avery’s lips. The turn he made was smooth and his hands found their way onto her waist like it her waist like they were made for each other. He moved one hand over her arm and slowly pulled her arm from his pocket, intertwining their fingers as he stared down at her. “You know,” he says as he pulls her closer. “You have a nice mouth– and a nice face– and you know, a nice everything.” When he leans down to kiss her, his lips find her in the slowest way possible and the kiss is even slower. He doesn’t breathe through the kiss and keeps his grip on her just tight enough to keep them close together. When he pulls away, it is only so he can breathe and when he looks down at her from behind eyes that are hazy– he had made his choice. This will be the place that he can call home, where he stitches his life back together. This will be where he can finally be happy again. He kisses her one more time and pulls away slowly, his hand cupping her face. “You really are kissable every where, huh? I think this is the one. Big space and more than enough room.” He pulls out of his cell phone briefly and sends a text down to the front down. “All I have to do is pay and pick up my key.”

[averythames]

Avery almost rolled her eyes as Collin started complimenting her, but settled for a playful smirk instead. She could have easily chewed up and spat out any other guy that tried to compliment her the way that Collin did. She was by no means a softer version of herself when she was with Collin, but a part of her actually believed him when he spoke. They both seemed to have an undaunted demeanor when it came to how they presented themselves and, when the two were together, the term ‘power couple’ could be seemed too flimsy a term to suffice. They were shameless. She looked up from the spot between his arms that he had somehow maneuvered her into. She could feel his slick hands holding her close and she started to like the apartment they were in a little bit more than she had. Avery stretched her arms up and around the back of Collin’s neck just as he leaned down and kissed the smirk from her lips. She kissed him back and tried to match the fervor that he provided, but there was a part of her that was afraid she would never match it. Why even in what was supposed to be a happy moment, could she still feel this way? She was fine with helping him shop for an apartment, and fine with spending even more time with him than they had been, but she had to admit that maybe she was starting to play with fire. Was she doing more harm than good by being there? Was it still considered leading someone on, even if you’re not sure where you’re leading them to? It gnawed in the back of her mind. Avery was never the type of girl to play by anyone’s rules but her own, but that only left her lonely most of the time. She was the type of girl who was good at breaking in and crashing parties that she had never been invited to. In fact, Avery had crashed into Collin’s life just as much as he had into hers. If Collin was a party that she was invited to and had somehow found herself attending, she could still leave at any time, right? Or was he more than that? Was he a party that she truly wanted to stay at? But for how long? Forever? Avery pressed more into the second kiss and closed her eyes tighter. She wished for a way that he could kiss her better and make all of the insecurities she worked so hard to hide disappear. Like mothers were supposed to do when their child got hurt; if they were lucky enough to even have a mother in the first place. She leaned in against him, pressing up against his torso and lingered her lips against his even after he stopped the kiss. “I told you so,” She responded, talking about being kissable everywhere, and pulled away from his lips. “Just wait until we start testing out this apartment. I’m sure you’ll find all sorts of places,” She winked and then slipped out of his hold on her waist and turned on her heel to head for the door. Once in the hallway and walking toward the elevator, Avery held out her fingers back for Collin to take and pressed the down button with her other hand for them when they neared. As they waited for the elevator, Avery bumped against Collin’s shoulder with her own, still holding his hand, and then leaned against him. She moved her hand to rest against his chest and she leaned her head against his frame as well. “So...” Avery began; her curiosity becoming too much. “Am I going to get a copy of the key we’re fetching right now, or what?” She asked, drawing little circles with her fingertips. “And don’t try and tell me that I was just eye candy while you shopped around because I think I’m starting to know you a little bit better than that.” She looked up at him with an innocent look, or as much as she could fake. 

[collintevians]

Collin was strong, but his skin was weak. He wasn’t used to being touched like this– well, he was however, it usually happened in the back alleys of London with a girl that he would never see again. There was a thrill in that, in knowing that it was a one time thing and he’d never have to deal with anything that came after ever again. Right now though– right now, he was feeling the exact opposite of that. There was no way in hell that he would let this be a one time thing, Avery was more than that, she wasn’t something that he planned on just throwing away when he was done. He couldn’t– hell, he wouldn’t even dream of doing something like that to her. When he was a kid, his mom would tell him that when he finally fell in love with someone that he would know without having to think about it. It would be natural and it would be like a missing piece of a puzzle that he never knew needed to be completed. This wasn’t like that– this was like finally having someone around who could make you burn brighter, make your eyes light up whenever they were around. It couldn’t be love, it was too early for that, they had only met a couple of months ago and most of their conversations were so charged with lust that he was surprised he could see straight most of the time. All he knew– all that he needed to know was that Avery Thames was someone that he wanted to be a constant in his life for as long as he could keep her around, as long as she wanted to stay with him. Everything was terrifying, all of this was new to him and he didn’t know how to handle it. His eyes were on Avery as she pulled off her bra and all that shit about being nervous sort of just jumped out the window when he laid eyes on her breast. He felt her thighs tighten around him and his arms moved down to them without so much as a second thought. Talking about feelings might have been nice, but right now all he wanted was to slam her into the bed until she was loud enough for the neighbors to complain. One of his hands moved and pressed up against her panties, his fingers brushing over the wetness that had built up. “This for me?” He asks knowingly, returning her sly smirk with one of his own as he pressed a finger against her sex. His other hand moved from her thighs and trailed slowly up her stomach until he was able to press his thumb into the perk flesh of her nipple. Collin kissed her again, slowly and patiently, as if he was slowly taking her apart. Heat came to life on the tip of his thumb and he began to slowly rub at her nipple, feeling it move under his touch. “You’re right,” he says finally and pulls away from her for a brief second as he slides down his jeans, letting them fall where they wanted. Now his manhood was a little more free and it was clear to see that it was standing at attention. “I don’t think…. I don’t think I need these either, you know?” He dipped a finger inside of his boxers and slowly pulled them down until his penis was free and pressed against his stomach. It wasn’t massive (who the fuck would want one that was massive? a sadist or some shit?), but it wasn’t average either. Collin had prided himself on being above average, but not having a fucking battleship in his pants. “Now… Come here.” He shifted and pulled her up into his lap until his penis was pressed right up against her panties. One of his hands was in her hair and he leaned up to kiss her slowly before trailing down, leaving a flurry of hot kisses on various places on her body until he stopped a little below the stomach. “You should get rid of these, yeah? I don’t think we’ll need them anymore.”

[averythames]

Avery had always felt first and thought later, which most often landed her in some kind of trouble. She was no stranger to the feeling of lust that she felt between her hips now, and often acted on it recklessly; not taking into account any repercussions. She had graced the sheets of other’s beds and others had done the same to hers, and it never took much on her part. A swish of her hips, a flutter of her lashes, her cherry red lips. Hell, with just a few words and Avery could have almost anyone that she wanted. She was an arsenal full of endless tools of manipulation to take care of anybody that dared step in her path. Collin had just somehow found his way right in center of her cross-hairs. She watched his eyes as they drank in the sight of her body and she took solace in the moment of him watching her. When their eyes locked again, he had moved off the bed and began tugging off his pants. A feeling ran down her spine that made her arch her back enough to persuade her that Collin’s gaze was not only captivating, but a massive turn on. Soon Avery’s hips were being pulled closer and she let out a little laugh, loving the tone of his voice and the pressure that she felt between her legs and pressed up against the thin layer of her wet panties. Avery’s face leaned in against Collin’s arm that was attached to the hand threaded in her hair. Her lips pressed against his skin, not exactly kissing him, but rather not being able to keep her lips off of him. The kisses that he left trailing down her newly exposed flesh left her mind an indecipherable wild mess, but she couldn’t care less. “—Someone’s eager, hm?,” She answered his proposition of removing her last article of clothing with a question and a smirk, but since all shame had been left at the door, she slipped her leg from around Collin so her thighs were closer and slid a hand down her curves until her fingers were underneath the pink lace of her underwear. “I don’t mind one bit,” She added from her spot on the bed as they soon fell past her ankles and joined the rest of their clothes on the floor of her bedroom. Her knees found their spots on opposite sides of Collin’s body once again, only this time more vulnerable than before as she lay completely revealed before him. Avery’s hand sank back down past her bellybutton, but only this time she used her fingers to tease herself, and maybe wanting to tease Collin a bit (or at least drive him wild by the sight of her touching herself). She looked up at him through hooded eyes as her other hand caressed her own breast. “....Well, you’ve got me right where you want me,” She blinked softly and she spoke. “What are you goin’ to do about it?” She asked.

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[nicolapetlz]

[collintevians]

His brow arched up in a way that they did when he was interested by someone and it is incredibly important to note that Collin is way past interested in Avery. He hums quietly at her words, pleased that she is more than comfortable being a guest (even though it should be clear that she is hell of a lot more than a simple guest. There wasn’t a single person that he wanted around more than her– nobody could get this close. Collin thought himself pretty damn important and so far, she was the only person who was more important than he was. “What can I say? I’m a generous person,” he pulled her hand up to his mouth and placed a kissed there. “–especially when it comes to my favorite guest. I think a nice view of the city would be better or maybe a shot of the skyline?” When it came to looking at things, Collin was big into images and snapshots. Imagery was important for numerous reasons, namely because of the mood that it could put people in. The one thing that he wanted was for Avery to be in a good mood. There was something about the way she moved her hips that made it impossible to look away. “Are you?” He asks as they head out of the apartment, closing the door behind them without much thought. “I’m very persistent, you’ll be happy to know.” Collin blinked a few times as they stepped off the elevator, a little taken aback by her question. “It depends on the room, but usually it has to do with how much empty space is in the room. If you can sing and can hear a sort of echo, you’re not in a good place. Sound absorption, redirection, etc. ” He pauses and furrows his brow in thought. “I suppose it doesn’t matter much though. I can always redo the room and turn it into a studio.” He grabs the key from his pocket and pushes the door open and takes in what is the largest room  he has seen in a long time. The empty space feels welcoming and he steps inside, his fingers gripping her hand a little tighter. A large window rested at the opposite end of the apartment, right beside the kitchen that gave a great view of the city. “Thoughts?” He asks after kissing her and splitting up to check other parts of the place out. His eyes are wide as he steps into a room that looks like it was meant for a king. Now that was an interesting thought. “This place is a lot bigger than the last one.”

[averythames]

They continued to talk about the skyline, his notable persistence, and the workings of acoustics within a room, and Avery really listened (albeit a small part of her mind still lingered on the spot of her hand where Collin had pressed his lips). These were all topics that she was beginning to care more and more about. They continued on down the hallway, hands still intertwined, even when they stood before the door of the next prospective apartment. Avery watched as Collin slid in the key and opened the door. Walking into the entryway, she felt his grip tighten and the corner of her smile arched up higher as she glanced around the new space with her finely-tuned judgmental eye. She leaned into the kiss, greedily, when Collin initiated it and spoke after they pulled apart. “—I think the view up here is definitely better,” She answered as they stood near the windows that looked out upon the city, yet let her fingers linger between his. “But there’s still a lot to see,” Their hands slowly un-threaded as they went to search different areas of the apartment. As Collin took one of the nearby doorways, Avery took another and found herself in what seemed to be the master bathroom. It was larger than the one at her apartment and also the one that they had first looked at together. She glimpsed at her reflection in the mirror before turning around toward the shower. She looked through the large glass door that surrounded the tile, noticing that it was big enough for the both of them to comfortably stand in. She heard Collin call from the other room and felt a sense of reassurance. She exited the bathroom and went to meet up again. “...Yeah, but it’s not bad. I’m not hating it,” She commented, entering the bedroom and walking up behind Collin. “You did say you wanted big, so it’s just a matter of how big do you want to go?” Avery asked, slipping a hand in Collin’s back pocket as she took a spot at his side again. She quickly tried to appraise the bedroom she found herself in, but her eyes ultimately swiveled back over to Collin. “Also, not meant to sway your decision, but the bathroom here has a shower big enough for two,” She responded, a more sly impish smile on her expression now. “Just something to think about.”

[collintevians]

There was a fire burning bright within his stomach and the more that she moved, the more that she pushed only helped to feed his fire. Collin Tevian was rarely satisfied– it was easy to understand. His taste were refined and fine tuned in ways that many people couldn’t dream of. You could prepare him a full three course meal and if the entree wasn’t cooked properly then he would kindly tell you to take it back. He was spoiled in the worst way and he knew it, which separated him from other people who seemed content in trying to be normal. Rather than trying to be something he wasn’t, he relished in the otherness that his status brought with it. Growing up in Europe as a member of the Jewish faith was hard enough and adding in money and his powers on top of that– he had come to live in the in between with few people around him. The thing was though, he was fine with being other, but it was the concept of being lonely. Both of his parents were gone and his older brother wasn’t really into the idea of taking care of or really even being around him. It left most of his days filled with guitar strings and weed, both of which were fine, but he needed something else. Avery came along and he couldn’t speak, couldn’t think about much else. She was interesting and enthralling and inspirational all at the same time. She was so much more than he had been expecting to find in Portland. Avery Thames was like a goddess and he had every intention of worshiping every single inch of her body. Collin exhaled as fingers moved through his hair and pulled his head back, his eyes were on her, but a little more glossy than usual. His body was hot and so was her own– Collin’s fingers dug into her dress and then he slipped hand underneath to get a better feel of her ass. “Oh?” His brows arched up in something that seemed like excitement, but there was a certain edge to it. This girl was going to drive him wild and he was going to each and every second of it. “All mine,” he breathed against her neck as he steadied himself and used his foot to push the door of her room open, moving backwards into her room. There were so many things that could be said for the space around him, but right now all that was interesting was the person in his arms. Collin laid her down on the bed and stood up, quickly moving his shirt from his body. He had a lot more tone on his body now from the runs he took during some of the cold morning. Slipping out of his shoes, he found his way between Avery’s legs and hiked up her dress to place two hot kisses on her thighs. He sat up again to kiss her, this time much slower than before. “You should lose the dress,” he says as he kisses her collarbone. “You won’t be needing it anymore.”

[averythames]

If Collin was the spark, then Avery was the gasoline. She was the fuel to his fire and together they’d surely burn brighter than they could on their own. She had always found herself wanting more than what she was given, even when she was younger. Maybe it had been because her life had started off in such poor circumstances, leaving her hungry and with the ambition to numb that feeling. She was left to find the strength inside of herself to be able to forge what her life would be like. Luckily, her powers came into fruition just in time and were a key component in improving her lifestyle and maintaining the one she lives with today. Although she maintained few friendships whilst maturing, she did find that the attention she received from certain boys in her classes (when she attended classes, that is) gave her a peculiar feeling inside. It was a dropping down the slope of a roller coaster feeling and she couldn't get enough of it. Even after she stopped attending high school before receiving her diploma, Avery still continued to seek out that fleeting feeling that never seemed to stick around long. She could easily be labelled as a strong personality and too much gasoline and a fire will drown, she found. It all was a balancing act, and Avery performed it well and with her own personal flair. Being laid down onto the bed now, she slipped her bottom lip between her teeth as she watched Collin pull his shirt off over his head. Her eyes fell onto his newly exposed chest as he shifted onto the bed, noticing all of the muscles she hadn’t been able to see before. She felt his hands hiking the hem of her dress up higher and chuckled lightly as soft kisses were pressed to her inner thigh, wanting him to go higher. Fingers reached out to touch him, but he shifted once again and she fell in line, pressing into the kiss slowly because they had all the time in world. This must be what kissing the sun felt like, she thought, as their bodies burned against one another. Her hands began to roam; across his chest, down his torso. “You’re so warm,” She mumbled during a hasty breath between their kisses. She felt the material of his jeans and continued down, using her hand to massage his manhood. He moved his hot mouth to whisper against her collarbone and an amused smile was left on her lips. She chuckled again, pulling off her dress and letting it drop onto her floor wherever it may. She reached out again, wanting to feel the heat of his skin. Her fingertips trailed up Collin’s arms. Her legs still spread around him. She pulled his face closer, taking his lips into a kiss once again. “—I guess I won’t be needing this either,” She cooed, her soft sly smile still on her features as one of her thumbs pulled a strap off of her shoulder. Swiftly, she unhooked her bra and slipped it off too; letting it find a place on the floor as well. Her fingers tugged at the top of his jeans. “What about these?” She asked, fluttering her lashes. “Maybe you should take them off too.”