elleohve

penned by elle. 21+. multi-muse. pls read the guidelines. rules muse list open starters wanted plots

[elleohve]

just an update that I haven’t disappeared. i haven’t been feeling well again, hoping to be back soon 💗

[elleohve]

the past few days have been so chaotic and I’ve barely had time to breathe but I’m hoping that I can start working on drafts by the weekend <3

[elleohve]

ahh i need to get ready to head out! will most likely be back to finish replies later tomorrow evening or on monday <3 

[manny-jacinto]

How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days (2003)

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

“I’m a man of many words.. If I meant something different, I would have said something different.” Vince didn’t use the words he used lightly at all. When he said she was the most beautiful being he’d ever seen, he meant it. She might have tried to dismiss his compliment but he wouldn’t let her. If anyone, she deserved the truth. His free hand moved along her outer thigh to guide her legs back on either side of his hips. Chloe’s fingers were met with a happy trail that led her right down to the aching cock in his hand that he was happy to hand over to her when she reached for him. Vince groaned softly at the sensation of her much softer skin and let his newly freed hand slip between her thighs so that he was delighted to find a slickness at the apex of. Those guitar playing fingers toyed with her folds, dancing around the center of her without dipping inside just yet. “Fuck..” Pushing his fingers inside of her finally, he curled his fingers against her innermost walls and groaned against her lips at the slickness under his touch. 

Chloe could have melted into a puddle right then because of his insistence. The shade of pink in her cheeks growing a bit darker as her eyes softened some more. She did believe him, how could she not when it was hard to deny the way that he’d been looking at her? She felt it. The feeling of his calloused fingers as they trailed between her thighs had her sucking in a small breath. She already knew how skilled they were at strumming the guitar and playing the keys, Chloe had no doubt in her mind that the talent didn’t stop there. A soft whine started as he teased her folds, though it quickly turned into her breath hitching once his fingers pushed in. “Fuck.” she repeated right back, the word muffled against his lips. She lightly tugged at his bottom lip, her hand applying some more pressure as it pumped up and down his length,  her thumb swiping over his tip. “I want you so bad...” Chloe breathed out, her hips rolling into his touch. 

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

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If history was doomed to repeat itself, they probably would end up with another baby out of wedlock. It wasn’t like it was impossible even with birth control. But this time he would be here. He would help her through the morning sickness and take those stupid maternity pictures she’d been so reluctant to take the first time. They’d have a baby shower for once and maybe her family would attend.. But only if they got married. There was also the possibility that that might come first, that they might get married and do the next kid the right way. He had one thing right though; they’d hit it out of the park on accident the first time. “Maybe we should try to end our streak while we’re ahead. You should be happy you missed out on the gross parts.” September giggled a little bit but when their eyes met, she couldn’t help but smile. All of those maternity pictures would look so much better with him in them and with Tucker who would be the best big brother just like his dad had been for his sister. Tucker brought them back to reality and September received an answer they both seemed to want. How was it that they got sucked into this so easily? A joke and she was already thinking too far ahead into their future. “Will you? Promises, promises,” The mother of his child spoke while her own eyes focused ahead on the movie playing though in her mind she was going over a thousand possibilities of what he could do to get her back from this. “Why don’t you pick a game for when we’re finished with dessert? Monopoly maybe?” Just because she knew it would be long, and that length would only drive Caleb more and more crazy. “Sounds good to me. I’m gonna’ win though. And we have to finish it.” 

“I wouldn’t want to miss out on any of the parts - gross or not.” Caleb told her in all seriousness, meeting her gaze with a small smile. That would be a major part if they did get into the kind of situation where they had another kid. He wouldn’t miss a single thing. Caleb wanted to be there every step of the way,  at every single one of the doctor’s appointments, at her side at all times whether she needed him or not. All those pictures that she’d shown him from when she was pregnant, he wanted to be there for them. If they ever had another one, he wanted to be able to be one of the first to hold his child. Things were different now, he would be there throughout all of it, and she wouldn’t have to worry about whether or not that was the right decision because it wouldn’t have to feel like one at all. Again, not that he was trying to think so far ahead, it just happened. “I do take my promises very seriously.” Caleb whispered, unable to keep himself from glancing over at her for a brief moment before he focused his attention on the movie instead. His eyes managed to do that, his mind was still thinking about all the ways that he would get her back once he had her alone and in his bed. He forced back into reality at the mention of Monopoly, wondering briefly if he could pretend as if he didn’t have the game, but given how excited he’d been when setting everything up, it was sitting in the large pile of games that he’d set in plain sight so that it would be easy to sort through them. An amused grin appeared on his face, because as aware that he was that she was just riling him up, a part of him found it entertaining and hot. “Sure, we’ll play by all the rules... You know, I’ve played a seven hour game of Monopoly before because it just wasn’t ending? Maybe we could break that record tonight - going into tomorrow morning.” His smirk appeared then, because as much as September was playing with him, he knew that her mind was also on the same track as his. Which meant that he knew that she was looking forward to their time alone as well. 

[elleohve]

retroactiive​:

@elleohve​ liked for a starter || based on this || virgil and raven 

“ your brother cannot find about us. if he ever did, he’d disown you and he’d try to kick my ass. “ and even though virgil thinks that he can hold his own with her brother, but that doesn’t mean virgil has any intention of fighting raven’s brother. honestly, he doesn’t know what he’s doing, messing around with his best friend’s little sister, but he just hasn’t been able to resist her. she’s been flirting with him since they were all kids and he resisted her then, but now? now, she’s way too hot to turn down and they have chemistry out of this world. the sex had been great and he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t want to do it again. and again. and again. but they needed to be careful about how they did things. “ come by my place, tonight? “ 

Ever since the very first day that Raven had laid her eyes on Virgil, she’d harboured her very first crush. It wasn’t all that helpful that he was her older brother’s best friend, especially when said older brother acted like an absolute lunatic whenever any one of his friends paid any attention to her. At first, it hadn’t been so much of an issue. She was younger than them, any bit of charm that she tried to lay on Virgil back then had been wasted, and she’d been worried that she was seen as the token little sister. A fate that was so much worse than being placed in the friendzone. But things were different now that they were older. It finally paid off, and the fact that he seemed just as willing to make sure that their secret rendezvous wouldn’t be a one time thing thrilled her. “Do you think I have a death wish for either us?” She looked around the corner of the hallway to make sure that no one else was in sight, before reaching out to take his hand to tug him closer to her as she backed away so they’d be more hidden. “I’ll come over tonight, for sure. In the meantime, try not to worry - he’s not going to find out. I’m great at keeping secrets from him, how else do you think I ever managed to maintain any bit of a social life when we were younger?” 

[elleohve]

midnightsaboteur​:

“I somehow doubt that…” Oberon murmured teasingly in return to Chloe’s quip, a brief laugh coming from him that was soon overridden by his moans. Each and every time that Chloe dropped herself down onto him, a surge of pleasure shot through Oberon and that brought a loud cry of lust in each instance. Similarly, Oberon kept on fucking up into Chloe in a way to match her pace, the feeling of drilling her warm, tight cunt being just as intoxicating as how she rode him and thus keeping up the quick thrusts and loud moans from Oberon as the sex continued. All the while, Oberon let his one free hand reach up to roam and appreciate Chloe’s nude form, starting with her bare thighs before going up to her toned stomach and then to massaging one of her breasts. 

The little smirk that started to form as he called her out on the quip was quickly overthrown as her lips parted instead, a series of moans and whimpers escaping. She cried out his name as he massaged her breast, her walls clenching onto him each time he filled her. “Fuck… you feel so -,” her breath hitched, swallowing up her words as her head dipped down again to rest her forehead on his shoulder. “So good.” she moaned into his ear, pressing kisses from there down to the side of his neck. Her face buried into the crook of it as she ground into him a bit harder, her clit rubbing against his pelvic bone and making her muffle a string of load moans and whines against his skin. 

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

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How was he going to think of anyone or anything else while he was on tour when all he could see when he blinked was this beautiful goddess of a woman on his lap? A woman that was destined to go back to another guy. A girl who would be falling asleep in another man’s bed, the man that had the right to stake a claim. It filled him with jealousy when it shouldn’t have. He was the one in the wrong here. But how could something so wrong feel so fucking right? If only he could take her with him, convince her to run away and just travel town to town so that he could feel her lips after tonight. That little kiss he was happy to give her if it meant she was undressing. That little touch was more than enough to make him shudder for her. As she stood, he lifted his hips and pushed his slacks and boxers down so he could kick them off with an almost boyish grin under his dark black facial hair. With the last of his clothes removed, and her statuesque beauty above him, Vincent moved a hand to his now throbbing erection that had sprung up against his abdomen. “My god.. I’ve honestly never seen anyone so beautiful in my entire life… I mean it. You’re absolutely gorgeous..” The kind of beautiful he could write a song about. But for now, he let his hand move up and down his shaft and over his mushroom tipped cock. 

Of course Chloe loved her boyfriend. They’d been together for so long now and she wouldn’t have stayed with him if she didn’t still have some love for him. But there was something different with Vince, something indescribable. There was a connection here that went far beyond anything that she’d ever felt before for anyone, and she knew that it wasn’t just because of how long she’d spent admiring him. This was more than that. There was something so sexy about the way that he was complimenting her while his own hand worked along his shaft. “I think you’re just a little bit biased right now, Vince.” she teased although the things that he was saying made her cheeks flush, and watching him was making her panties soak up some more. She bent down to peel them down her thighs and legs, leaving her completely bare for him before she joined him on the couch again, right back in her position to straddle him. Her fingers brushed along the muscles of his abdomen,  her brown eyes following their trail as she admired him. “Everything about you is amazing,” she murmured before she leaned forward to kiss him softly. One hand reached up to rest on the side of his neck, while the other slid further down to replace his hand so that she could work her own along his length, slowly deepening the kiss as she did. 

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

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“I guess that’s one good thing to come out of it..” The boy still seemed grossed out by it, but nothing was worse for him than listening to his friends talk about how hot his mom was. Caleb would be a big help with that. Or so he hoped he would be. September didn’t exactly understand what Tucker went on about with it. It was a little flattering how many of them swooned, but it would be much nicer to see the looks of panic when she would say ‘hi boys’ and then see Caleb shut them down before they could say ‘hi Ms. Young’. He’d always been so protective of Rachel in school. September didn’t really remember him ever having to tell people to stop eyeing her personally, but she wondered if he had. “I have, haven’t I? I guess that depends. At our current velocity it’ll probably be a baby,” September mostly said it to throw a curveball of her own, just to see how he’d react. Her face was straight as she delivered the remark but a smile broke free. “Don’t worry, birth control is a thing. We’re safe,” Just in case he had any worries, she figured she would put him at ease. Realistically she imagined them moving in together would be the next step. A little farther down the line, maybe a ring? It was too early too tell just yet. “Absolutely.” September didn’t look away when he gave her that look, as rude as it was not to make it any easier on him. Tucker was a mouth full of cake in when he heard his dad’s voice and tore his eyes from the tv. “Would it be cool if I just crash here on the couch tonight? We can camp out another night, right?” It seemed like his mind was made, even as he answered with his mouth full. “Sure, kiddo. We can camp out next time.” Tucker turned back to the screen and September raised her eyebrow at Caleb. “Bets are off huh?” Taking a spoonful of ice cream, she not so innocently looked him in the eye and flipped the spoon upside down as it reached her lips to lick the frozen dessert as her lips wrapped around it before she headed back to the living room herself. 

Caleb was pleasantly surprised when Tucker admitted that it would be a good thing to scare off his friends, realizing that he really was just as annoyed with them as he imagined. “See? Who said we weren’t doing it for your own good.” Such lies. Such absolute lies since he’d been more than happy to embarrass the kid. But if he could embarrass him while helping him? That just seemed like a much better trade off. Whatever started off as some teasing was now going to be a full fledged plan. Thank goodness the wine was done, otherwise Caleb might have choked on it when she talked about having another baby. It’s not like his mind hadn’t travelled that path but he hadn’t been prepared to put that thought out into the open. It did cause his eyes to widen somewhat, before a laugh escaped when her face broke into a smile. He shook his head, his eyes glimmering with amusement now. “I mean, we both know that that one turned out pretty damn great,” his head cocked in Tucker’s direction, he played along: “we’re already on a winning streak.” Despite the fact that he was teasing, it was true. He imagined that Tucker would be an amazing big brother, if things continued to work out well for them and if that time ever did come. With September’s gaze locked on his, and his mind already racing with possibilities, it took Tucker’s voice to pull him out of them. But hearing his answer made his face break out into a full fledged grin, before he cleared his throat and nodded his head as he looked back at their son. “Sounds good, Tuck.” He looked at September again, eyes travelling away from her eyes to watch the way her lips wrapped around the spoon, groaning as she walked away. It really wasn’t fair, the way that she made his dick twitch in his jeans when she knew that they still had quite some time before either of them could do anything about it. “Fucking hell,” he mumbled under his breath as he grabbed his dish and followed after her.  “I will get you back later if you keep that up.” he whispered, so that only she could hear as he kept his eyes trained on the movie and scooped some ice cream into his mouth. 

[elleohve]

brimfire-and-hellstone​:

     Nowadays it seemed like the season to give rolled around far too quickly; that wasn’t Father Time’s fault, it was the fault of humans and their need for money. And while Francene still bought pumpkin spiced flavored drinks, she knew there would be opportunities to take pictures with the tired man who had to play Santa at the mall-and what a better opportunity to take her daughter to get it done early instead of waiting in an hour-long line during early December. Besides that, Francene got to walk around and see what new deals the stores were offering, since late November was the second best time to get Christmas gifts for one’s loved ones. After knocking out the picture with “Santa” chore, Francene walked around with her daughter, Kitty, as she looked around at all the stores-she would come back to her favorites later, she just liked to walk around for a bit.

The two stopped in front of a jewelry store, Francene’s eyes locked onto the most gorgeous necklace she ever saw in her life. @elleohve​

The months leading up to the holidays were filled with chaos. It wasn’t all that hard to find Ace, he wasn’t great at hiding, wasn’t great at doing too much when he didn’t have someone else doing his dirty work for him. Jeremy had taken him to court, but had made sure that he wouldn’t bring up Francene’s name in the process - something that Ace had to agree to because otherwise he would have been openly admitting to stealing information. Jeremy wasn’t even sure why he’d made that condition, a last minute decision that seemed like the smallest effort to protect her despite the fact that he would still stick to his claim that he hated her. 

But now with all of that seemingly over with, and with everything working in his favour again, he needed to focus on the season. He’d already gotten a bunch of stuff for the toy drive that he worked with every year, and now he was working through his personal list. To start off with, he was getting his mother a jewelry set. Some options had been laid out in front of him, and Jeremy took the time to look them over. He froze as he looked up just to see a familiar face. It felt like another stab to his guts as he noticed Francene, taking another moment before he realized that she wasn’t alone. Jeremy didn’t have the slightest idea of who the kid was, it wasn’t like Francene had ever mentioned having any nieces or nephews. It wasn’t like she’d ever actually told him anything real, was it? His jaw clenched, eyes shifting away from them. “I’ll be back later,” he mumbled to the person behind the glass counter, not making any eye contact with Francene as he walked past her. 

[elleohve]

midnightsaboteur​:

Skye’s use of the word ‘unwind’ was another clear sign of her intent, although it had already been obvious considering her white lacy undergarment. Still, Walt had no complaints and as she made room on his desk for herself to lean, he smirked slightly in recognition of what was going to happen between them. His cock twitched against his pants and he had an instinctive feeling that it wouldn’t be long before his pants were undone and his hard member thus free for Skye to pleasure. However, in the moment, Walt was content to engage in a little foreplay, the next move from Skye coming in the form of her taking his glass to drink rather than taking one of her own.

“Go for it,” Walt told her as she asked if she could taste from his bourbon, a shrug accompanying his words whilst the slight, knowing smirk soon returned to his lips. His gaze remained settled upon her figure and thus when she asked about the gloves accompanying her outfit, Walt had his eyes firmly fixed upon her ample cleavage. “I like them,,, in fact you’re good to keep the gloves on after I’ve taken off the rest of the outfit…” Walt replied, words spoken entirely on instinct. He’d made no attempt to regulate himself or his desires, his cock by that point bulging quite prominently against his pants. With his gaze then locked upon Skye’s, Walt leaned back in his seat and took another drag of his cigarette, mood curious as to how she might respond to his blatant exposure of what was going to happen between them. 

“Thank you.” Skye smiled into the glass as she took a sip, humming as she felt the liquid warm its way down her throat. “That’s very good.” She made sure to remain somewhat leaned forward so that he still had the perfect view of her cleavage. Skye knew that she had Walt where she wanted him because of the way that he was looking at her, but she was willing to continue to play the game and wait for the exact right moment - - and that seemed to be it when he answered her question. A spark seemed to jolt inside of her as soon as the words left his mouth, making its way straight down to her core. They were on the same page about what was going to transpire between them, and she was delighted beyond measure. 

“Duly noted.” she stated simply, the grin on her face betraying her excitement as she took another sip of the bourbon, gaze leaving his to drag down his body to take in his stance, and the newly defined outline in his pants. Skye set the glass down on the desk before she slipped off of it, just so she could finally close some more of that distance between them. She eased herself down onto his lap instead, her hands settling on the sides of his neck as she straddled him, making sure to press herself down on his bulge, swallowing back a moan. “When, exactly, are you planning on taking the rest of my outfit off?” The sweetness in her tone was accompanied by the soft kisses that she placed along his jawline and a teasing roll of her hips, humming softly at the friction before she pulled back to look at him, waiting for his move.

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

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Every second she didn’t try to stop him was taken as a blessing. She’d said it herself that she didn’t want him to, but he couldn’t help but worry he might be overstepping with her. He was, in fact, overstepping in general but at least she wasn’t against it. Luckily she helped him remove her shirt and then moved on to his once her bra was discarded. He didn’t have time to enjoy the view though before she was shucking his shirt from his body He undid the top couple buttons before helping to just pull it over his head and toss it to be found much later on. Vince made sure to lean back so that he could take in the sight of her beautiful upper body. Every dip, every curve seemed more beautiful than the last. Her hands fixed onto his belt and his took their chance to palm those exposed breasts, slipping the tips of her nipples between his fingers so that he could squeeze and gently tug them at the same time with ease and the gentlest touch. Chloe’s teeth felt too good, far too good. He groaned as she explored his neck and found his hands lowering to open her jeans. “I need these off of you,” He whispered against the side of her neck, teeth teasing her skin back with wet kisses. He could feel himself growing harder by the second under her fingers. 

“Fuck.” Chloe moaned as he toyed with her nipples, nearly breaking their unspoken rule as she nipped lightly at his skin, but still not making enough of an impact to leave an actual mark. She wanted to,  so that maybe it would deter people from throwing themselves at him for the next dew days. Not that she thought that it would actually work, she knew that people would still find some way to do that either way. She also knew that the thought process wasn’t fair, that she had no right to want to stake any claim when she was the one that was currently taken by someone else. But no one else was on her mind right then except for Vince. A slight shiver ran up her spine as she felt his teeth against her skin, barely wanting to pull away from him but she started to do just that as she heard his request. Not before stealing a quick kiss though. “You too.” she murmured softly against his lips, her fingers pulling down the zipper of his jeans and then teasingly tracing her fingertips along the front of his boxers, before she pulled back with a grin. She pushed the hair that had started to frame her face back before she eased off of him to wiggle out of her jeans, adding them to the discarded pile of clothes that they could try to sort through later. 

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

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Embarrassing your child is somewhat of a right of passage as a parent, or so September believed. She did her best to embarrass him by cheering loudly at his games that ‘that’s my boy’ sort of stuff, but also the loud ‘I love you!’s when he was trying to walk into school when she dropped him off or even worse when they walked together. Bringing Caleb into that kind of seemed like a dream come true. Now there would be two voices shouting at him from the stands, and maybe some day two people walking him to school in the morning to yell that they loved him. Or her favorite, making him come back and give her a kiss on the cheek for good measure. Was it mean? Maybe. But he had always been one of the popular kids, just like his parents. It didn’t seem to tarnish his reputation. Nothing seemed to embarrass him more than the fact that all his friends thought she was hot though. Which was an odd boost to her confidence. Caleb would probably find that a little less entertaining. “Don’t even think about it! I hear you over there. Don’t you dare!” Caleb didn’t look away from the movie, but he knew his mom was snickering before she’d even made the sound. “Surprise nephew, reconnecting with the mother of that nephew, having a serious girlfriend.. You really are throwing Rachel a lot of curve balls here,” September wished she’d had someone in her family like Rachel that could be happy for them. It would have been nice to talk this out with anyone at all. But Tucker was who she would usually go to for advice and this wasn’t exactly a topic she could seek his aid on. September gave him a playful look as he bumped her hip and wrinkled her nose for good measure before her hands worked to wash the surface of the dishes they’d used. Luckily everyone had just about cleared their plates so it wouldn’t take much. It was nice to just do domestic things like dishes with Caleb there with her though. “I haven’t had that much sugar since my second trimester with that guy but bring it on. Might as well. Who knows, might even put that extra energy to good use if we last longer than the little guy,” September muttered and gave him a flirty little look complete with a once over to boot before her focus returned to a smile down at the dishes in her hands. 

Caleb laughed as Tucker chimed in. “Not just thinking about it. It’s happening. Maybe it’ll make your friends stop being so obvious when they’re checking her out too.” He smirked, he knew how annoying it was to have friends and classmates drool all over your family members. Caleb had had to deal with it during the entirety of his school life - with his friends gawking at his mother, and then once Rachel had started school, then he’d had to threaten everyone to stay away from his little sister.  He could see that same pattern with September, because he noticed when Tucker’s friends lingered around her longer than they needed to. He didn’t feel threatened by any high schoolers, but it would be great to throw that in their face too so that they would maybe be a bit more cautious once they realized that they were together. “You’ve been a major part in every single one of those curveballs,” he reminded her, “which one do you think we should work on throwing at her next?” There were a couple of things that came to his mind, but those were all things that they might be able to focus on later. For now, he was enjoying their newly established relationship. He was just finishing plating the the last dish of ice cream and cake when he heard September’s flirty little remark, gaze finding her to see the look that she was giving him. “We’re absolutely going to have to last longer then.” It took everything in him to not grab her and give her a proper kiss right then. He chuckled and shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts of all the other things that he would like to do with her, as he started to focus on putting everything away. “Hey Tuck,” he called out, as he leaned back to see that their son was already back in the living room and working on his dessert. “Where do you want to sleep tonight? Room or here?” He asked. “I’ll be the perfect gentleman if we’re sleeping here, but all bets are off if we’re going getting the room.” He murmured to September, giving her a taste of the once over. “Not that I’m biased or anything. Whatever Tucker wants.” 

[elleohve]

whirlpoolemployee​:

Addiction has been present in Elliot’s life for as long as he can remember, at this point. Cropping up when shit got worse at home, getting to be more of a problem when he realized how much using helped with his anxiety and depression. And then came the social aspect of it– the way he’d met most of his friends sharing lines or smoking up. It’d become a problem that snowballed until he was reaching for it and needing it most times, even without really thinking about it.

It had taken a long time for him to even consider getting clean and even longer to take the first step to doing it. But here he was, finally, trying to clear his head and get help, wanting to learn healthy coping mechanisms so he can put even more of his focus into his music.

It helps when he meets Lennox, despite the warning they’re given to avoid intimacy. They kind of hit it off immediately, enjoying each other’s company and support. He can’t lie that he’s attracted to her and it’s hard not to imagine what could be, if they weren’t in this situation and place.

Tonight they curl up in his room to watch a scary movie, side by side and close enough to touch but not. That is until she jumps at what happens on screen, hand shooting out to grab his. Taken by surprise, he isn’t given time to really react before she pulls it back, stumbling over an apology with a flushed face.

“When’s the last time a horror movie made you blush?” Elliot asks in mock confusion, kind of amused by her reaction. “You should probably just admit you have a crush on me while you’re ahead. Unless you want to commit to the bit and start blushing and twirling your hair at every jumpscare.”

For the longest time, Lennox hadn’t seen what the big issue was. The drinking and the drugs, it just seemed like it was a normal part of the lifestyle, at least with the people that she hung out with. She was just having fun, and sure, maybe some of it wasn’t so fun once all of those things started to wear off, but at least she was able to get back to that feeling again. She felt like she was on top of the world when she was on stage with a little something extra, when she did most things. The fact that the rest of the band weren’t as dependant on it never bothered her at first because they all had their own vices, and because she hadn’t really seen herself as dependant on anything. Or at least she hadn’t wanted to admit it to herself back then.

But now here she was, and it was hard. Being clean was hard. Lennox had been terrified that she would lose herself in the process, like she wouldn’t really know how to be herself anymore. Like if she had to constantly spend the rest of her life trying to avoid these things that were going to continue to surround her once she was out of there, that she was going to become a bore. But she was working on it, and it was just a lot easier when she had Elliot around to do that with.

Being around him made her feel things that she hadn’t thought she’d find again without the substances. She was just happier around here with him. And sure, maybe part of that had to do with the crush that she harboured but being called out on it definitely wasn’t what she’d expected. And she wasn’t about it admit to it. “First of all, Elliot, horror movies are like, notorious for their sex scenes. Maybe they do make me want to twirl my hair sometimes.” A roll of her eyes as she willed her cheeks to stop burning as she fed him the excuse. She reached out to lightly shove at his arm. “But that being said, I’m not blushing because of you... the scare was just embarrassing.”

[elleohve]

not-museing-around​:

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Most people in his position didn’t have a problem just hooking up with someone, but Vince had always had an issue with that idea. He couldn’t help it with Chloe either. The idea of not seeing her again already was causing an ache to form in his chest. What would happen between sleepless nights and the long rest of his tour? What would happen when she went back to this other guy. “Fuck..” Vincent muttered under his breath as his hands found their way up under the edge of her shirt so guide it up and off of her with a gentle touch. He only broke contact with her skin to set it to the side. He wanted so badly to mark her neck, to taste her and leave a spot to remind everyone that saw her, that she was his. But she wasn’t. He kept his touches to gentle kisses and the occasional pass over of a tongue over the kissed spot. Hands were nervous as they moved, but the musician let his hands close over her covered breasts, squeezing and palming them in his grasp. Pushing those hands along the sides of her ribs, he sought the clasp of her bra and worked the hooks open so that he could peal the last upper garment away more easily. 

The moment that his hands touched her skin, the last remnants of her worries slipped away. Arms lifted to help him get rid of her shirt, sighing softly at the soft kisses to her skin, aware of the hesitancy that surrounded them. She knew why, knew that he was protecting her, but it felt like he’d already left a mark on her, only it wasn’t one that could be seen. Chloe knew that it was going to be impossible to forget about any of this, that even in the short time that they’d known each other, not being around him again was going to be difficult. With that thought in mind though, she was going to take all that she could get in the time that they did have. “That feels good.” Chloe hummed softly as his hands found her breasts, arching into his touch, her entire body heating up as her bra slipped down her shoulders. After letting it fall to the floor, her own hands quickly slid down his shirt, gripping onto the hem of it to tug it up and off of him. Her lips made their way along his jaw, down his neck, teeth lightly teasing against his skin but not enough to leave a mark as she pressed soft kisses against it instead. Meanwhile fingers continued their exploration, down his chest, working to undo his belt and the button of his pants, the zipper, pausing there for a moment as her head lifted to look at him. Her lips parted, swallowing back her words as she pressed them into a heated kiss instead.