built for sin

"I'm Tristan." He chuckled at her words. "It was barely a tap, don't worry about it." He batted the air, feeling sheepish he was needing to be looked after after.

Their gaze met and he felt silly in feeling a little flutter in his chest. Quinn was a rather pretty woman, and perhaps if they met in another context he might have talked to her and asked to go for a coffee or something, but then again when had he ever done that? Instead, he supposed, he'd be grateful for the fact she almost ran him over and was driving him to the hospital. "No, god - you just said you worked for 24 hours! You need sleep, so please, just drop me off and go. I'll be in good hands, no doubt." He insisted, already grateful for the ride. "If it helps any, it's not a sharp pain but more a throbbing pain which I'm sure I can manage."

#—ship ; quinn and tristan.#—writing partner ; ofginjxints.#—quinn ; pretty girl is suffering.

Tristan. It was a lovely name, it suited him well and she smiled brightly at the reveal. "Hard not to worry, Tristan. A tap or not, I still hit you with my car. I'm an asshole."

Quinn was sure that her cheeks were as red as they were warm, as she shook her head, dark hair brushing against her cheeks as she turned into the employee car park. "Nope. I can handle another hour, I'll grab us both a coffee whilst you're being seen to and then I'll drive you home, okay? No ifs, ands or buts. It's the least I can do." She put the car into park ans turned the keys in the ignition, before turning towards him. "Can you walk to the ER or should I run in and grab a wheelchair?" It was a slight tease but partly deadly serious.

thechiyonosakenyc

Of course the question was being tossed into it. Amidst the tossing of rationale, abandonment of logical thought process being replaced with sexual awakening, lust and impulsive behaviour, the question was more sounding like an affirmation on Chrissy’s side that she wanted to feel wanted, rather than feel used. And still, amidst the point into which Chrissy’s breath hitched when she touched him, her dainty, delicate hand with the thin golden band that the man assumed was her purity ring, caressing his now moist skin. She liked it, the tone of her voice was evident, though the young blonde still faltered in her impulsiveness in the moment. In all honesty, Austin was quite blunt on the delivery when Chrissy asked him about it. “I know you’re a student.” He chuckled lightly, tone of his own voice a little bit husky. “And yeah, this is every girls’ in the school’s dream. But why not you?” He placed his large hand over hers. “I know it’s a little… cheesy, for this to happen, but why not? I know you’ve been giving me the eye, and I’m just taking my shot.” Austin slowly dragged her hand along his chest and lets her finger graze over to his abdomen, Chrissy’s hand dangerously close to the briefs and when he noticed that, he smirked. “Hold up.” He said, as his hands peeled down his now wet briefs, baring himself naked, his sex uncoiled and erect, as they were now naked together. “Now, we’re even.”

#—ship ; chrissy and austin.#—chrissy ; i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt.#—writing partner ; thechiyonosakenyc.

The thought that she'd been caught leering like she was a sex crazed teenager who couldn't control her own impulses was even more mortifying than she ever could have imagined. She tried to think about times when she would have been staring and quickly realised that yes, she did it and a lot; sneaking glances when she was in Phys Ed or twirling a soft lock of hair around her index finger as he addressed the cheer squad that she captained. Chrissy had never been interested in dating, instead she put all of her focus, time and effort into school, cheer and trying to keep her mother off of her fucking back. Dating was so far down the line it wasn't something she really thought about and yet now with Austin in front of her, fully naked and returning her interest, how could she refuse? Her gaze dropped down from his abs to his exposed cock and she let out a whimper, lips parting as she took it all in. She might be a virgin and a hint of a prude but she'd watched porn before and he was certainly bigger than most of the men she'd seen online. "I don't know," she responded honestly to his question about why not her. "There are girls more... experienced than me. Or prettier or whatever," she shrugged breathily, skin littered with goosebumps. "But if you want me, I'm here. You can do whatever you want to me. I want you to."

thechiyonosakenyc

She was shocked, and apparently looking not as shocked at the same time, as he stepped into the locker room showers, definitely ignoring the fact that Chrissy was covering herself up from Austin. He was not really crazy about this thing, though he was running on pure sexual adrenaline. The tension was threatening to pop and it was not that hard to ignore the fact that he was the one who poked the beehive and not actually following through the whole thing. Again, Austin would have been an idiot not to follow through on what he did. Saying nothing to Chrissy as she demanded what he was doing here, he kept quiet, saying nothing again towards the blonde, stepping closer and closer to the young woman. The silence was deafening to them both, only being broken up by his solid and heavy footfalls, along with the pitter patter of the shower waters cascading off from the shower head, onto the floor and onto Chrissy’s body. He kept silent, only stopping himself as they stood close, inches away from the body as the waters started to spatter from Chrissy to Austin. He reached to pull her hands away from her body, baring herself in front of him as his eyes roved over her slim and svelte body. Then, in a rather daring attempt, Austin pulled her hands and placed them onto his chest, just to let her cop a feel, and also seeing what Chrissy reacted to it.

#—ship ; chrissy and austin.#—chrissy ; i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt.#—writing partner ; thechiyonosakenyc.

Her brain couldn't slow down and for once, she didn't want it to. If she thought about this situation — truly thought about it, she was certain she would run out of the doors. Logical thought process wasn't welcomed here, not when she was finally getting to explore her sexuality with someone who actually knew what the fuck they were doing. Instead, Chrissy glanced up at the large clock that hung above the door. There wasn't much time before her peers and the staff would start to come into school but she was certain that only added to the excitement that thrummed under her skin. The small pull forward only excited her more, as she became flush with Austin. Her body was good, better than good, it was amazing but it still didn't stop the embarrassment that she felt, exposed in front of him wearing nothing but the purity ring that her parents got for her a few years before, her name etched in script along the outside of the thin gold band. She didn't feel much like the pristine, pure princess that she masqueraded as, as her breath caught in her throat the moment her fingers touched against his taut abdominal muscles. He was warm, despite the lukewarm water that splashed down against his skin and it made a soft moan escape from her lips. Her breasts were rising and falling with every breath that she took, nipples hardened from the cold air and her own arousal. "You know i'm a student, Mr Holmes," she finally murmured, in a voice that didn't fully sound like her own. "This is pretty much every girl in schools dream right here. Why me?"

Tristan sucked in air through his teeth as he tried to adjust his leg in some way that didn't put too much pressure on his ankle that was definitely throbbing. He lifted up his trouser leg and sure enough it was starting to swell up.

"I-" He started, though he let out a chuckle and a shake of his head. "I mean, I'm grateful you didn't just run off truth be told. It'd be just my luck to be a victim of a hit-and-run." He let out another nervous laugh. "Not currently. I was told I was dropped on my head as a kid but my mum was told there'd be no lasting effects." He wanted to dissipate some of the strangeness of the situation with a playful anecdote told in his soft Scottish lilt, he was often told his accent alone was funny enough. "But honestly, you don't need to stay with me once I'm there. I'm sure it's not life-threatening."

#—ship ; quinn and tristan.#—writingpartner ; ofginjxints.

Quinn needed to keep her eyes on the road, lest she hit another pedestrian and this time actually kill them but it didn't stop her sneaking quick glances at the man's leg, trying to ascertain how much damage had been done. It was possibly a break, maybe a fracture if he was lucky but at the very least, it was a brutal sprain and he would likely struggle to walk for the next week or so. Mortified did not even cover how the woman felt as she focused on the road, swinging the car around the turn on the familiar path back to work. God, her colleagues were going to get such a kick out of this. "I'm Quinn, by the way. Figure we should be on a first name basis after almost killing you," she joked, a small attempt at adding levity to the situation.

A nervous laugh echoed in the car and she shook her head, feeling some of the tension in her shoulders drop at his joke. "Yeah, I know the feeling. I was definitely dropped as a kid, more than a few times," she offered back and she turned to look at him fully once they hit a red light. "Don't be ridiculous, I'm staying with you and then I'm driving you home afterwards. You're being way too kind to someone who just ran you over with her car."

Henry stayed silent and watched her as she continued to grind against him. She knew exactly what she was doing and that made him want her even more. Listening to her words he chuckled softly at her. The man was enjoying himself along with her and wanted nothing more than her. "I am willing to break all my rules for you. You are far too intoxicating. " he responded to her with a deep breath. It was true. She was intoxicating to him as all he could think about was her and her beauty.

#—ship ; ruby and henry.#—ruby ; i've always liked to play with fire.#—writing partner ; fxcdboys.

"Funny... Because I seem to be willing to break all of mine for you too," she responded, before leaning down and pressing her lips against his, capturing them in a desperate, fervent kiss. She had never done this before, never even entertained the idea of kissing, let alone anything more with any man who stepped over the threshold of the strip club she worked in. But he was different, Ruby was so sure of it. She pulled back slightly and gazed at him. "I'm only doing this job to pay for school, just in case you're wondering. I needed money and a lot of it, I didn't want to end up with a ton of debt."

Alejandro didn't care about the consequences to them being found out. The only thing that mattered to him most was to be with her and the two of them enjoying themselves. The man looked into her eyes as he slowly touched her as he smirked at her. He smiled at her as he looked into her eyes for a moment. Biting his lower lip he pressed his lips against her kissing her hungrily. He then started grinding against her his hard bulge pressed against her. Right now there's nothing more he wanted than to fuck her.

#—ship ; maeve and alejandro.#—maeve ; she's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego.#—writing partner ; fxcdboys.

Maeve didn't pride herself on being the most confident woman but it seemed a switch had flipped that day, as she deftly unbuckled his belt with one hand and slipped it down, the heel of her hand pressing against his hard cock, teasing him, with just enough pressure but not too much. "Tell me what you want and you can have it," she urged him, lips pressed against the skin of his neck. "I'm all yours."

realmoffantasysworld

Seeing her smile made daemon smile and he couldn't take his eyes away from her. It was nice seeing her like this and he rather enjoyed their time together. Being with her like this made the man smile and nod at her. He nuzzled his nose against her for a moment before chuckling softly at her. He then pointed her towards her room. "You find a beautiful new gown there for you just for our wedding. I have one in similar colours for myself which I am about to wear. " he responded to her.

#—writing partner ; fxcdboys.#—ship ; rhaenyra and daemon.#—rhaenyra ; the blood of the dragon.

Their moments before now had been secret, stolen in the shadows and Rhaenyra wasn't sure that she was awake just yet. This could possibly all be a lovely dream that she was about tonbe awoken from, her maids coming to rouse her for another day of banality within the walls of the castle. But it never came, instead, Daemon kept holding her, pressing soft kisses to her skin and murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. They had done it, within the hour, they would be wed and after that, there was nothing that her father could do to punish him any longer. Viserys would never banish him now, not when he knew that it meant losing her too. "Then I should dress, I wouldn't want to keep my King waiting for too long, would I?" she teased, before placing a soft kiss to his cheek. "I don't need long, my love."

replies are coming over tonight and tomorrow. world book day at work wrecks me every year.

#—babyface ; speaks.

Felix hated parties. He hated big crowds, really, but a place like this was where he showed his face and got to knowing the people who would give him jobs to do. Every awful fucker in the world wanted someone beaten up and he was usually the guy to do it. At least the beer was good.

He had managed to escape a particularly brainless conversation by saying he was going to get another beer. One of the guys tried to grab onto his arm and he turned, shaking his head and letting go when he collided with someone accidentally. Both hands went up defensively. "Hey, sorry." A brow raised though at the attitude from the shorter woman. "I'm going to get a drink, let me get you a new one...Cassidy, right?" He'd seen her around before a few times, always just around, he knew her boyfriend by reputation but she didn't particularly have one herself.

#—ship ; cassidy and felix.#—writing partner ; ofginjxints.#—cassidy ; all i ever wanted was the world.

The immediate defensiveness of the man, made her own fire up a little further. Technically, it was just an accident but she would be damned if she would admit that shit without some (non-literal) torture.

Cassidy discarded her now empty glass on a nearby table and wiped off her still wet hands on her dress. It was an expensive gift, probably dry clean only and she already hated the idea of having to deal with that in the morning. She nodded at the mention of her name and gave the man a tight lipped smile back at the offer of a new drink. Despite the fact she wanted to leave a moment before, it seemed she would stay for one more. "So you know me and I kind of know you. You're the dealer with the best blow in the city, right? Kudos."

brvkencrcwns

Kody wasn't offended, not at all. Who wouldn't be in a bit of a mood after being grabbed like that? And besides, did she even want this job? Just from these few seconds of talking to her, he got the sense that it probably wasn't her first choice. After all, Kody wasn't even a stripper, only a patron, and he was getting tired of the creeps that kept showing up.

"Nah, it's fine," He chuckled as he waved over the bartender, ordering himself a tequila sunrise before turning to face her once more. "I've been here a couple of times, but y'know, I wouldn't consider myself a regular."

He went to other clubs around L.A., probably more often than anyone should, but he had only been to this one in particular a couple of times. The catch was that he technically shouldn't be in any club at all, given his past of hard partying and generally risky behavior. His management, his parents, and even his sister told him that he needed to slow down, because if he didn't, everything he'd worked for would be gone.

You look so familiar. Those words were a reminder of why he did the things he did. Being recognized reminded him of his position in the public eye and the constant scrutiny he faced just for existing, and that he drank just to forget about it all. And the thing is, it worked. Every single time, it worked. For just a couple hours, he could forget about all the expectations forced on him. He liked that.

"Eh, you may have seen me around," he gave a tense smile, shrugging. "I'm all over the place."

#—ship ; ruby and kody.#—ruby ; i've always liked to play with fire.#—writing partner ; brvkencrcwns.

Ruby's fingers were dripping from the ice melting in her hands and removed the towel for a moment, to replace the ice inside of it before placing it back on his hand. "I'm sure you'll survive, though you might want to get it checked by your primary physician, just to make sure there's no broken bones."

"No that's not it," she shook her head, she definitely knew him from somewhere, perhaps not even from the club. Did they share a class together? Did they have a bad date years ago and she'd blocked it from memory? No, she wasn't quite on the mark yet.

"Holy shit, wait," she barked out, eyes lighting up as she finally recognised who he was. Admittedly, she wasn't the most up to date with singers and musicians. Normally, she would just listen to the same stuff she had since she was a teenager but he was incredibly talented and she had even gone out of her way to buy his latest album. Though, she mostly knew his face from her grandmothers tabloid magazines.

"You're Kody Cantrell!"

Ruby-Grace tried to keep her voice as low as possible, since she figured that he didn't want to draw too much attention towards himself, especially not in a place like this. "I don't think i've ever met a famous person in here before. Thanks for stepping in with that guy before, I know that it could have outed you for being here. My lips are sealed, you can enjoy your night. If you want a private room for you and your guests, I can set that up too."

Ah yes, of all the people in the world he could have been hit by, it would be a nurse. The only way it would have been more apt was if he were run over by an ambulance.

"Oh no, I'm sure everything's fine." He assured her, though the pain at his ankle raged at him otherwise. Reluctantly, he threw his hand over the nurse's shoulder and held onto her forearm to be stood upwards. Tristan hissed as he hobbled over to the car, haphazardly managing to get into the passenger side of the car. "Jesus, that'll be the last place you want to be then, listen, just drop me off at A&E and go home. I'm very grateful you're even volunteering to drive me over." He didn't want to be more trouble than he was already.

#—ship ; quinn and tristan.#—writing partner ; ofginjxints.

Quinn was thankful that the man didn't argue further and instead, allowed her to help him into the car, closing the door behind him. It was clear that his ankle was not in fact fine but it wouldn't take someone actually working in healthcare to ascertain that.

Quickly, she crossed around and got into the drivers side, buckling her belt in before starting on the car, much more focused on the road this time. How could she have been so stupid? "I run you over and you're... grateful?" she questioned, with an eyebrow raised, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, despite the adrenaline that raged inside of her chest. "Are you always this polite or do you have a concussion too?"

realmoffantasysworld

Daemon stayed silent and looked into her eyes for a moment. He didn't say anything and nodded his head at her. The man knew that time was of the essence for them which was why he already had finished preparations for them. He nodded his head at her before bringing out the septa. He smiled at her and took her hand in his. "I knew about that. Which is why all the preparations are made already. All we have to do is get dressed and we can get married." He responded to her as he leaned in towards her. "Then we can start our married life together. " He responded to her.

#—ship ; rhaenyra and daemon.#—rhaenyra ; the blood of the dragon.#—writing partner ; realmoffantasysworld.

It made Rhaenyra smile as he informed her that he had already made arrangements for them to be wed. Normally this was the exact thing that she would rebel against, turn her nose up at and pout her lips at; she hated being controlled, hated others making decisions for her. This was different though, he was doing it out of love, he was doing it for them. "Then i'll go and dress," she agreed, as she brushed her fingers against his cheek softly. "Is there something for me to wear? I'm afraid that I don't have anything like the gown from my first wedding."

Henry watched her with hooded eyes as she climbed on top of his lap. The male bit his lower lip and looked into her eyes for a moment. He was very much enjoying the sight before his eyes as he watched her closely. There was no doubt that she was beautiful and having her on his lap like that was everything he wished for her. The male moaned slightly as she started grinding against him. He then smirked at her words and brought out his cuffs. "How about I cuff you to the pole there and touch you and have my way with you however I want?" He asked with hooded eyes.

#—ruby ; i've always liked to play with fire.#—ship ; ruby and henry.#—writing partner ; fxcdboys.

The lights weren't too bright nor the music not too overpowering and yet, Ruby's senses were all swimming. It was exhilarating and overwhelming at the same time and she both loved and hated how much of an effect, that this man had on her. A gentle laugh spilled from her glossy lips and she rolled her hips again. "Technically, it's against club rules..." she murmured. "But something about you tells me that you're the one who likes to make and break rules."

Alejandro never expected something like this to be happening between them. This was something which would be in his wildest imaginations. Being with someone so young turned him on and he could hardly resist himself. He was getting turned on by the minute about what was happening between them. He wanted to touch and taste every inch of her, and the man could hardly wait to get her fully. Seeing her reaction to what he was doing made it all the more fun. The man looked into her eyes for a moment listening to her as he continued to touch her. Hearing her beg certainly made things more fun. Biting his lower lip, he looked into her eyes for a moment and chuckled softly at her. "As you wish my love. " He responded to her with a smirk.