i'm not your holy ghost.

damien brekker.

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adriana let out a pleased gasp of surprise, a stunned moan falling into the air between them as he pulled her closer, making the space between them a distant memory. impatient, she lifted her arms to aid him in removing her shirt, throwing it off to the side before reaching up to cup his jaw with one hand to kiss him again and down with the other to make a myth of the fabric between them. she loosened the belt from his jeans, tossing it to join her top on the floor next to them and popping the button of his trousers. she’d known before she’d even arrived that this would be the outcome, possessive banter in lieu of any corny i-missed-yous as a precursor to sex. it was honestly just a bonus that she’d given him a reason to prove himself.

completely content with the noise he was able to pull from her lips, he leaned back for a moment, but just long enough to make quick work of his own shirt before returning his attention to her. large hands fumbled with the clasp of her bra, his tactic ( as usual ) being brute force, pulling at it until it slipped. his lips returned to hers, hands wandered down to her hips, gripping them tightly.

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his inquest further irritates her, carmen’s creamy skin growing warmer and warmer the longer he harps on the subject at hand. their spat is starting to cause a scene, one of the patrons in dave, her co-workers line, shooting the twosome a censorious expression, wholly unfavorable of a deliberation such as this one taking place in the front of jack’s records. she does as what she’s been advised against and leaves her register unattended to grab damien by the front of his shirt, the strength within her diminutive frame far stronger than she knew damien expected. she nearly pushed him into the stock room, slamming the door behind her. ‘ what’s your aim here, damien ?! did you come here for the sole purpose of HUMILIATING me ? you don’t get to harass me just because you’re bothered over the way things ended. ’

damien remains oblivious to the attention he’s drawing, stares from others or accusing glares rarely slow the tall male down. what did stop him was his tirade however, was carmen’s fist clutching a bundle of his shirt and dragging him to the back room. ‘ no. ’ he said, as the door slammed. ‘ i’m not trying to humilate you, car. just, i don’t know... fuck c. yell at me, or something. then i’d know what to do. ’ he was like a child -- any attention was his advantage. ‘ you just fucking disappeared, but oh, yeah -- you’re not mad at me. what the fuck am i supposed to do with that ? ’

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she knew he wasn’t being wholly honest with her - she honestly hadn’t expected him to, but she was sated by the sentiment at the very least. she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, god knows the last thing she needed was a commitment she had no intention of holding up on, but if he could be a jealous idiot, she deserved satisfaction in the verbal sense. besides, she kind of liked it when he called her babygirl. “fuck you,” she said again. “none of my threats are empty but it’s starting to look like yours are.” she challenged. “or are kisses your way of claiming your territory nowadays? surely you’ve not gone soft since the last time i saw you - what a waste.”

' fuck you. ’ he breathed, repeating her words back to her. up until that point he had been moving slow, keeping the pretense that they were having a conversation. his hands stopped sliding over her body and began to grab, pulling her closer to him, grinding his hips into hers. the hand already playing with the hem of her shirt began tugging it upward. ‘ you’re mine, ’ the words left his lips like a growl, ‘ and i’m going to mare sure you know. ’

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finlays:

   finn stares at him, then huffs out through her nose.  ❝ you…gon’ get it out ? ❞

' i had a smoke like .. ten minutes ago. ’

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crmvns

lithe arms cross over her ample chest, standing straighter as if to make her 5'2" stature seem taller. ‘ exactly my point. if you know i wouldn’t let you into my apartment, what the fuck makes you think i want you to plague me with your presence at work ? ’ his azure gaze on her turns her stomach, experiencing a combination of discomposure and salaciousness simultaneously, tormented with mental recants of the countless nights she’d spent melting into the same gaze as he hovered over her, his name dripping off of her lips as she begged him to keep going. thoughts, that, frustrate her, eliciting an irked expression to take over her features. she ignores his factitiousness, merely rolling her hues in annoyance, but he grabs her attention by the neck again when he mentions luca. ‘ luca has nothing to do with why i don’t want you or your cock anywhere near me ever again, ’ she snarls, the lie unconvincingly jumping off of her lips and into his face. ‘ and even if he did, it never was and never will be any of your business. you and i got what we wanted from each other, i don’t know why you insist on dragging it out as if there’s anything more we have to talk about. ’

' is my mere presence really that bad ? i thought you weren’t mad at me. ’ her words were confusing and contradictory enough that damien knew very few truths were escaping her pretty mouth. damien had long ago learned the ticks that made people easier to read, as it made his line of work easier if he knew something about who he was up against. her sharp reaction to his comment caused a smirk to appear on the young man’s face. ‘ i never said luca so it must have something to do with him  you knew exactly who i was talking about. ’ he pauses, giving her a grin that looked like a million dollars, but had something sinister hidden behind the surface. much like the male himself  ‘ and remember, you were the one who told me about him in the first place. you made it my business. ’

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it was an unspoken fact that she’d stay around as long as she could stomach him - as was typically the case with most things in dri’s life and she’d yet to get sick of his company. he was infuriating more often than not but she’d formed a soft spot for him in the three years they’d known each other. he kept things interesting. “and it’s my fault you don’t know how to behave yourself?” dri scoffed, fully prepared to push him off again until his lips distracted her, coaxing a pleased gasp and sigh out of her. “fuck you.” she breathed, the words lacking the intended bite. she pushed him back again, this time bringing him closer and kissing him properly. “tell me you’re mine or i’ll leave and take the pizza with me.” she demanded, her voice a whispered tease. it was more playful than anything. “if you say it nice enough, i might even let you fuck me.”

‘ no, but it might be your fault for expecting me to... ’ damien trailed off. he chuckled lightly against her neck at her reaction -- he always loved the sounds he was able to illicit from her, and even now ( when her words clearly were meant to push him away ) they sounded right. ‘ of course, i’m yours babygirl, ’ and somehow he meant it. not how she wanted it, no -- he wasn’t about to become her boyfriend or anything exclusive like that, but in that moment, he was hers. ‘ besides, i’m pretty sure you already said fuck me -- wasn’t that a promise? or are we making empty threats now ? ’

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crmvns

she jumps at his hand slamming on the countertop, brows furrowing in response. she’s wholly aware of how headstrong he can be, as she’s witnessed it dating back as far as four years ago ; but she’s also mastered the art of conquering said stubbornness. she meets his piercing gaze only to break it less than ten seconds later, ebony hues fixated on the shade of red nail polish the nail technician had recommended to her earlier that day. though initially in love with it, silently questioning the validity of it giving off a “bastard guys, stay away” vibe the woman insisted it would. ‘ the time spent pondering over why i refuse to acknowledge your existence for more than a moment or two could be used to occupy significant subjects, such as why you thought it’d be a good idea to pester me about this at my place of employment, ’ she drawls, glancing upward to catch his orbs yet again. ‘ despite you testing me right now, i’m not mad at you. i just— don’t want anything to do with you. an easy concept to wrap your head around. ’

he can’t help but scoff at her calling him out on his choice in location. his tongue darts out, running over his bottom lip as he shakes his head. ‘ are you saying if i came to your apartment you would have let me in ? because based on how receptive you’ve been lately, i highly doubt it. ’  she was right about his headstrong nature, damien brekker was as bullheaded as they came, and now his eyes were locked on her, refusing to falter in his gaze, or move his form, until he got some sort of answer out of the girl. ‘ you’re not made at me .. but don’t wany anything to do with me.. that makes sense. ’  the sarcasm practically dripped from his lips. ‘ did that asshole bring you chocolate and beg for forgiveness or something ? i thought you were smarter than that, c. ’  maybe he knows her too well. 

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     ❝ ay, ya got a light ? ❞

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the brunet looked up, frowning at the voice. ‘ yeah, i do, actually. ’ though he didn’t make any motion to retrieve it.

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hcltzcrs

he wasn’t wrong, she’d always lacked that little voice that told most people when to stop and go the other way. she’d never been wary of warning signs, rarely heeded the advice of people that probably knew better. there was very little that phased adriana - the key, she supposed, was caring very little if at all. she humored him, kissing him back with the same fervor, reveling in his hands on her. she waited until it was almost cruel to pull away. “while we’re on the subject of possession,” she started, breathless but stubborn. “let’s not pretend you’ve been abstinent either.”

he knew he was right, and that wasn’t good for his already enlarged ego. she had stayed by his side despite events ( like tonight ) that clearly exhibited he wasn’t good ---- not even close. there was blood on his hands, quite literally. and she stayed. when she pushed him away the growl returned to his lips. ‘ you weren’t around.. ’ he muttered, pressing his lips to her neck and continuing with the same passion.

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daniel sharman + puppies

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“i’m yours, huh? that’s news to me.” adriana teased, rolling her eyes. “maybe you should, maybe i need it - i’m terribly forgetful.” dri reached up, a hand gliding through his curls like she’d done earlier. she dipped forward, kissing him again before she scoffed out a laugh of her own at his words. that was the first she’d heard of that. “dangerous? is it the pleated skirts or the knee socks? maybe it’s the shoes. i’ll never doubt the power of a mary jane pump ever again.”

‘ mine. ’ he repeated, sliding his hand from her hip to take hold of her ass, never losing contact. ‘ that shouldn’t be something you forget, but if you really need reminder .. ’ he punctuated the word with a firm squeeze, and a soft chuckle. ‘ well i’m not exactly safe, and you can’t seem to get enough of me. i think you like a little bit of danger. ’ his lips returned to hers as soon as his sentence was finished, his free hand dipping under the hem of her tee shirt to rest on her hip ( for the time being ), now focused on the task of making her remember where she belonged. 

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“depends on what you think it means.” dri replied, her hazel eyes very defiantly meeting his own darker ones at the possessive nature of his words. she knew she was stepping into dangerous territory here, her warning being the growl in his voice, but the confirmation went unspoken. the tight grip on her hip was just this side of painful but not near enough to make her uncomfortable. she hummed, acknowledging his words. “right, and what does sound like me?” she asked, tone level.

he brushes the hair away from her face, pressing his lips to hers with force that slowly died away as he chose to answer. ‘ don’t make me spell it out for you adri. you know you’re mine, right ? or do i have to remind you of that as well ? ’ he tilts his head, looking at her and letting out a soft breath of air that sounded like the beginning of a laugh. ‘ not puppies and mayors, that’s for sure. you’re something a little more dangerous. ’

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“might as well have been - but don’t worry, i’ve kept myself thoroughly occupied in your absence.” she commented, giving him the leverage to take that however he chose and hoisting herself up onto the surface of the table. she gripped the fabric of his shirt to pull him closer, a smile on her face now instead of the smarmy grin she’d been wearing for the better part of their interaction. “i didn’t miss you at all. if anything, my quality of life went up a good twelve points, i pet a dog, shook hands with the mayor. it was great.”

' i hope, ’ he gives into to her tugging, moving the edge of the table she was not perched on, ‘ that doesn’t mean what i think it does. ’ never had the pair claimed to be anything, let alone anything exclusive, but damien had a terrible jealous streak in his bloodstream and the words left his lips like a growl. ‘ maybe ? ’ he moves quicker now, one hand on her hip ( his grip threatening to leave a bruise ) and the other gentle caressing her hair, thriving on the juxtaposition. ‘ but that doesn’t really sound like fun .. does it ? it doesn’t sound like you. `

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