Caleb Matheson

[miss-crawford-lives]

@ Hektor’s Diner

[miss-crawford-lives]

She tilted her head, intrigued to find out what this favour was. Etain eyes the card before plucking it from his hand with two fingers, to read it. A laugh escaped her “Oh, darling” She shook her head “If only you knew the owner of this place, you’d know how utterly ridiculous your request is.” She said not unkindly. “And for the record, I don’t work here.” 

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

He pouted a bit. “Then why are you sitting her acting like you own the place? Come on...clearly you know the owner well. Scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours.”

[dontcallmeorla]

“Mmm, well that’s a little unrealistic.” She tilted her head, her eyes running all across his face as she played with his hair. Quinn pulled him into another kiss, capturing his bottom lip.  

“You’re crazy if you think Damon would let his prize possession show it all off. She pulled him on top of her, knees straddling his sides as his fingers dug in against her thighs. “So do I.”

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

“Not if you give in...” He told her in husky whisper. “We could walk out of here right now....just you and me. We don’t need them.”

“I’m crazy for you.” He climbed over her, pressing a heated kiss to her mouth then nudged her chin back with his nose so he could pepper kisses along her jaw and down her neck. His fingers found her breasts and kneaded them through her shirt. “I need you...all of you.”

[dontcallmeorla]

Quinn sighed closing her eyes and leaning against him. Pushing her clipboard at Mona behind the bar, the werelynx turned to face her boyfriend. “Can I help you? You seem to want my attention.” Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him down to her.

She pulled away from the kiss, pushing him down against a couch near the bar. “I think we both know you’re territorial, wouldn’t want me getting too many eyes on me.”

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

Sliding his fingers into her hair when she turned to him he kissed her, happily letting her pull him down. “Yes....I do believe you can.” He purred, nipping at her plump lower lip. “I want all your attention all the time....”

He made a little growling sound in the back of his throat as his hands found her waist. “Mona can do it then...” He decided, kneading his fingers into her thighs like a cat. “More of you for me...I like this plan.”

[yourdailykitsch]

“The beauty of Riggs is you get both demos, in the sense that…well all in regards to ages, but with the guys, the guys wanna drink with you and they want to just hear stories. And the girls just love, you know, the brooding beaten up guy.” - Taylor Kitsch 

A Tim Riggins #tbthursday

[dontcallmeorla]

“Oh would you?” She tried to hide her smile as he practically curled over her. “Well it’s noted.”

“We need to get more people spending money outside of the private rooms. Our overhead is getting more expensive, and I doubt any of them will want to give us a larger cut of their earnings. Any ideas?”

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

He pressed a trail of kisses down her arm before brushing her hair back and sealing his lips over her neck.

“You could always walk around naked...that would get my attention.” He offered as he continued to kiss every available patch of skin. “Or we could make love on the bar....voyeurs always pay.”

[miss-crawford-lives]

@ Hektor’s Diner

[miss-crawford-lives]

She swivelled her position so she faced him fully. “The man to save me from a night of boredom.” 

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

“That I can do.” He answered, sliding onto the stool beside her. “But only if you do me a favor.”

He pulled out a business card from the Velvet Room. “Get your boss man to give us a good word.”

[dontcallmeorla]

She pursed her lips, and turned her eyes back to the piece of paper in front of her. “Save the groping for your customers.”

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, doing his best to be distracting. “Mmmm....I’d much rather spend my time groping you.”

He slid the paper from her fingers and looked at it.

[miss-crawford-lives]

@ Hektor’s Diner

Sat on the counter top, Etain turned her attention to the person who’d just entered the diner. She looked them up and down once before her gaze settled on their face “And who might you be?” 

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

“That depends....who do you want me to be?”

[dontcallmeorla]

“What do you think you’re doing?”

[calebisaprettykitty-blog]

“Checking to see if you are wearing panties.” He purred in her ear, giving the back of her skirt a little tug.

[murmmeow]