𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵 & 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘺

HARPER | twenty5 | she/they | and then she came up to my knees . . . BEGGING : " baby, would you please ?? do the things you said you'd do to ME ( to me ?? ) " oh, won't you KISS ME on the mouth and love me like a sailor ?? PRIVATE and reserved indie blog

[tooswcctx]

"Of course it is," Payton purred, not letting up her savage exploration of his neck, biting here and there followed by her tongue gliding over the skin. They'd already made canvases out of each other's bodies, why not add some more artwork? It wasn't like anyone would ever assume it was her doing or vice versa. The two were too well-known as enemies of a sort for this to ever be a reality. No one would ever know unless they decided to tell them, and Payton wasn't going to. She'd much rather get second place in an equestrian competition than ever let anyone know that this had happened.

With his guidance, Payton quickly caught on to what he wanted, slowly rolling her hips on her own, grinding over his stiffening cock, wondering if he was going to try and tell her that he didn't want this. It would be hard to believe, that was for sure, considering the noises coming from him and the way he was using her ( not that she minded in the least ). There was hardly any warning at all, only Mason's hand moving up her spine, before he was tugging on her hair and bringing her lips to his. Payton had no real recollection of what kissing him the night before had been like but this morning she was fully aware. Now there would be no denying that she knew how he tasted, how he felt; she didn't hesitate to kiss him back hungrily, nails digging into his chest as the animalistic side of her was roused.

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FUCK ... WAS SHE ATTEMPTING TO EAT HIM ?? payton's teeth were relentless , scraping and carving as plump lips sucked and soothed . he'd have to call out of work for the next .... however many days it took for each intricately placed rune to have faded away . thankfully he wore a shirt at his job , given the way her nails were carving scripture into the sore , taught muscles of his chest . down his abdomen . as she returned his kiss , her intensity seeming not only to match his own but to double down on it , mason released a deep-sit growl of approval . in welcome . the one hand in her hair twisted a bit more cruelly , blonde ribbons held tightly by controlling fingers as his other hand sunk its hold into the meat of her hip . a sharper sound as her hips worked atop his , so distracted by the euphoria of her equally feral and borderline depraved affections that he had forgotten , for a moment , just who the fuck was ontop of him . if someone had told mason that payton nicholson was a ' freak ' in bed ... shit , he'd had never believed them . " 's this how you usually like it ?? " mason rasps against her lips , drawing the plump lower one between his teeth as he groans at the taste of it . he moves his mouth to her jaw , finding a light mark of his own and working to deepen its color . he's all tongue and teeth , grunting against the warmth of her throat , using the hand in her hair to hold her in place . " never thought the princess of pacific falls would like it so fuckin' rough ... "

[tooswcctx]

“Jesus, fine. Will you stop fucking yelling at me? Your mouth is foul.” Payton sneered, as though she wasn’t also swearing like a sailor every opportunity she got. Perhaps it all went back to when her mother and father told her that ladies never swore and they had to behave a certain way that made her turn out like this. Maybe they were the reason why she was such a hypocrite; actually there was no confusion or question there.

“Here,” she finally said, thrusting the book in his direction. “I really hope doing some light reading is going to save us. The sarcastic judgment was evident on her tongue and Payton wasn’t sorry about it. Did she have any idea what to do in this situation? No, but she wasn’t going to sit here and cower behind him either, not when her attitude still worked, thank you very much.

[estmeetswst]

" SURE . i'll stop yelling at you ... when you give me a god damn reason to stop yellin' at you !! christ , payton . " he is halfway through his reprimand when the book is being hurled in his direction , just barely managing to catch it and bring the old, well-worn journal to his chest . defensively scoffing , he shoots a glare in her direction . " this is NOT ' light reading ' . . . i've been trying to decipher and make sense of this stupid thing since i was a kid . "

resting the head of the golf club on the ground and the handle against his hip , mason quickly thumbs through the worn , well-read journal . it was one of the many cryptology books he had acquired over his time living out here , but this one in particular had always been the most ... peculiar . like it had been specifically written for THIS town and the odd and outlandish scenarios that happened here .

he stops on a certain page , one detailing ... " gnomes ?? " he says quietly to himself , scoffing before looking back up at payton . he takes a wary step towards the cart and holds out the book to her , now open to a page decorated in scribbles , drawings , sticky notes and detailed descriptions . " here , you read this . i'm gonna ... i need to keep watch . take it back . "

[tooswcctx]

She might have missed his mouth, but Mikey had no doubt that she had nothing on him when it came to missing her. Every single inch of her. He hadn't just been upset that he had lost her, of course he had been ( there was no one out there like Darien ), but he'd been even more distraught to lose this. The way she tasted, the way her body reacted to his touch - it was an addiction. There was no other way to describe it. So, when he'd been overcome with the temptation to have her again after their run-in earlier, Mikey didn't talk himself out of it. Not this time. It had felt like much better odds than usual when he got the impulse to pay her a visit. "Nothing tastes as good as you," Mikey murmured against her cunt, taking only a moment to catch his breath but never really easing up on his movement. The one good thing about going back to an exe was already knowing what they liked, and he had committed everything about Darien to memory.

[estmeetswst]

IT IRRITATED HER , to a degree , the her body was still as responsive to mikey as ever . each cruelly precise swirl of his tongue , the way the muscle moved with memory and intent , her abdomen burning as sounds of appreciation dripped from her puffed lips like honey off a spoon . her head rolled back , fingers embedding into his hair , twisting sharply as she ground her hips in rhythm with his movements ; falling into the all-too-familiar choreography of his mouth against her . " don't i know it , " she concurs , the purr resounding in her chest and ricocheting of ribs that swelled with each slow , desperate breath , , , ones that gradually increased in speed , in depth , as they grew shallow and almost painful .

the balls of her feet shift to rest atop his shoulders , giving herself some stability as she took a more dominant lead as her muscles began to twitch , warmth puddling at the apex of her thighs . " jus' like that , fuck - don't stop , " darien coos , the timbre of her voice growing rasped as her accent manages to thicken . a moment , or perhaps a hundred moments , blink by before thighs are coming to clamp around his head , tugging so harshly on his hair it were a miracle she didn't pull it right from his scalp , a small squeak emitting from her as she's brought over that delicious edge and pushed over it.

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"Is that so?" Payton asked, voice lowering as she slowed down her movements, teasing him but also teasing herself infuriatingly. "Is this how you deal with all people who are a pain in your ass?" Up until this very moment, it had never crossed her mind that Mason had any kind of sexual history, not that she thought about that often, but sex and Mason Oakland was not something that seemed to mix. He was always such the nerd or outcast, the weirdo she grew up with. It wasn't like people had been chasing after him all these years.

She inhaled sharply as his hips jerked against hers and Payton was convinced that she almost saw stars right then and there. Which was definitely not a thought she ever imagined having with someone like Mason between her thighs. "Maybe I want to see you do worse." She whispered, leaning down to drag her teeth over his throat. "Maybe I want you to fuck me now that I'll remember it."

[estmeetswst]

MASON TIGHTENED HIS JAW , the muscles beneath his stubble flexing as he exhaled a stubborn , bordering on childish , huff from his nostrils . " no . guess this is a special case ... " he trailed , muttering beneath his breath , as if he didn't want to voice it aloud . much like most of the words that left the man's mouth . he sucked in a breath as her mouth found the column of his throat , canines writing scripture against the jugular veins that swelled with his quickening blood flow . that blood , warm and thrumming , showed no hesitation in surging down to his dick ... which she remained , conveniently , sat atop of .

the vulgarity of her words did little to help his case , all syrup and sin as they dripped from her tongue . " christ , " he cursed beneath his breath , fingers dropping to dig into the plush of her hips , pushing forward before tugging her back , forcing her to grind atop his stiffening length as he weighed his options . debated the pros and cons ... the pros list seeming minimal in comparison , but one dedicated buck of his own hips had him deciding . " fuck it , " he grit , a hand sliding up the length of her back before twisting into her hair , pulling a bit too tightly so her head lifted from the crook of his neck and he could connect their mouths in a searing kiss .

[tooswcctx]

She could have kept hissing back at him, there were plenty of choice statements running through her head, many of which revolved around the fact that he was the freak who was supposed to know everything about this weird shit. And it most definitely was something weird that fell into his jurisdiction. No one normal studied the freakish things he did at such a high volume. General interest maybe, you couldn't help but be curious, right? But Mason took it way too far. "What the fuck?" she whispered, taking a moment before carefully bending back into the cart. She wasn't about to put her feet on the ground any time soon, no thanks. "You just have this shit on you all the time?" The question left her lips the second her hands gripped one of the books he mentioned.

[estmeetswst]

MASON WATCHES HER , half in disbelief and half in boyish amusement , as she contorts and winds her slender form through the rickety golfcart to make grabbing his bag as complicated as possible . growing bored , anxiously impatient , he furrows his brows and noisily huffs , tapping the length of the golf club against his shoulder as if preparing to swing a bat .

he scoffs louder at her question , cutting his eyes back towards the blonde as they narrow into slits . " um... yeah ?? this place is fuckin' weird . can never be too careful . " clearly , given their current circumstances . he looks around , flexing his fingers before curling them tighter around his pitiful excuse for a weapon .

" C'MON , payton , just fuckin' humor me and open it . before the little fucker comes scampering back . "

[tooswcctx]

She whines once more as he grinds his erection against her core and simultaneously Payton digs her nails into his chest and rolls her hips against him. Two can certainly play that game. Even if it resulted in her frustrating herself just as much as she frustrated Mason. It would be worth it. Dragging her tongue over his skin, Payton sat back up, looking down at him like a queen looking down at her subjects, hips never relenting their grinding against his hard cock. Impressively hard now. As far as every rule in the book went, it was a horrible idea to fuck someone you hated and she had a peculiar thought that fucking Mason was somehow an even worse decision, but it most definitely was the only thought on her mind right now. Plus, it wasn't like they hadn't fucked already, might as well do it when they were mostly sober.

"My worst?" the blonde asked with a smirk. Now that was an interesting choice of words, her cunt clenching around nothing when he tugged and played with her nipples, both steadily stiffening at the stimulation - she loved when people played with her nipples to the point it verged on an addiction. "Was this your worst?" Hand lifted from his chest to trace the bruises and marks that covered her tits, wondering just what they had done the previous night, what they had learned about each other that was buried somewhere in her subconscious.

[estmeetswst]

he hated himself a little , for how reactive his dick was to her tantalizing movements — the relentless rolling of perfectly curved hips . it annoyed him even further how good she looked naked ; how she probably knew that too . undoubtedly . mason sucks his teeth , narrowing his eyes as she looked down at him through heavy lids and thick lashes , sliding his tongue along her lower lip .

" fuck , you're a pain in my ass , " mason grits , something primal singing the tip of his tongue to the point where he presses it against the backs of his teeth to give it some reprieve . he drags his own touch down her front , her nipples prettily pebbled , watching the way her manicured fingers traced the mapwork he had apparently laid across her skin the night prior . an almost pleased , amused smirk on his lips as he shrugs his shoulders . " nah , " he dismisses , giving another taunting jerk of his hips as brown eyes bore into hers – meeting glacial hues with an intensity that burned . " — keep actin' like that , and i'm sure i can do worse . "

[tooswcctx]

Mikey might not have been the best listener in the past, choosing often to remember what he wanted to, but he was going to endeavor to make up for that right here and now. So, when she tells him to touch her, to make her change her mind about kicking him out, he is more than up for the challenge. Growling against her lips, Mikey tears himself away from her, looking at her hungrily before shifting his focus on removing the towel completely, gazing at her like she was his salvation - or damnation, it didn't matter to him which. Large hands roamed over her body, taking his time to memorizing every curve again, solidifying it into his memory before he pushed her back, spreading her legs further apart before bending over to bury his face in her cunt. His tongue slid through slick folds, lips wrapping around her clit before doing each motion over and over again, reveling in her taste that he had missed desperately.

[estmeetswst]

THANK GOD , HE WAS STILL OBEDIENT WHERE IT MATTERED . her chest swells as she inhales a deep , filling breath ; humming as he runs his hands along every inch of her frame as if her freckles and moles were braille he was attempting to decipher . a secret code . her spine arches when he pushes against her shoulder , the hands that had laid claim to his body moving instead to thread through his hair , the ball of her each foot coming to rest on each of his respective shoulders . her head tilts back , a symphony of pleased sounds — varying in volume , length , intensity — being pulled from her honeyed thounge tongue as she rolls her hips forward to meet the eager affections of his mouth . a sharp whine in his throat , one that burns , as she carves sigils into the tender skin of his scalp . a hand abandons his scalp , moving to her chest , taking the pert bud of one of her nipples between thumb and pointer and twisting at it . " fuck — i've missed your mouth , " words so saccharine they almost sounded foreign coming from her swelled lips . " , , , still fuckin' eager as ever . "

[tooswcctx]

There was a quick moment when Payton wasn't entirely sure if what she was feeling in her stomach was being horny or nausea but that was figured out quite quickly when his thumb brushed over her clit, her muscles tightening as she whined at the brief touch. She was fucking done for if he tried anything else but there was a large part of her that hoped he did. It would have been complete bullshit if he pulled this and then left her on the edge. Would he do that? Actually, she had no idea. There was an argument to be made for yes and for no depending on how much he hated her that day.

It was like he knew exactly how to get her wound up which was insane considering they'd never done anything before, especially not sober, and Payton did not want to consider that Mason Oakland knew her that well. Sure, they had grown up together and you learn things, but this was ridiculous. With half her usual sneer, the blonde stared up at him, teeth digging into her bottom lip when his thumb brushed over her clit once more, inhaling sharply at the sudden stimulation. Without warning, Payton sat up and pushed him back onto the mattress, swapping their positions and easily straddling his waist. Eyes stayed locked on his as she lowered her lips until they hovered just over his. "You're going to regret that" she whispered, shifting down to his neck before dragging her teeth over his skin, intermittently biting and sucking to leave a fresh mark.

[estmeetswst]

THE WAY HER BREATHING SHIFTED — fuck , he hated the way warmth swelled in his chest from that sound . it made the edges of his vision blur , putting only payton into focus ; lip curled with pearly teeth embedded into the thin flesh , cheeks flushed , eyes , , , concentrated ?? scary . a grunt when payton shifts , unprepared by the sudden drive of her palms into his shoulders , landing on his back as his poor , dehydrated temples burn in protest — like he had just been electrocuted .

" jesus , payton — what the fuck , " he goes to hiss , but the words deflate on the back of his tongue as she lowers her mouth to the column of his throat , her low purred vow enough to have his cock aching as something hot pools at the base of his spine . a graveled moan , one he is ill-prepared to muffle as the sharp sting of her bite ornaments his broken skin in goose bumps . his hands find her hips , decided he , too , payback as he jerks his hips up , grinding the shaft of his now hardened length against her .

" yeah ?? " he's grinding his teeth , something cardinal burning that one little word so it tasted like ash in his mouth . a hand lifts from her hips to find her breast , cruelly twisted a nipple between pointed and thumb — followed by a toying tug . " do your worst , payton . "

[tooswcctx]

He could only laugh softly against her mouth at the comment, sound swallowed as their tongues tangled together and he pulled her against him, skin flush against skin and Mikey didn't even try to stop the low growl deep in his throat feeling her body pressed against his again. There was one point in time, after the rejection, when he was convinced that this would never happen again outside of his fantasies, so for this to be happening...he was going to take whatever Darien would give him happily. Even if she kept insulting him at the same time. His hand roamed over her skin, down her arm to her chest where he could massage her breast for the first time in what felt like forever, the rush of getting a hit of Darien enough for him to live off of for the rest of his life.

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THIS WAS A BAD IDEA . darien knew that . two divorces should have taught a girl a lot about how to handle a breakup — not darien but , some other girl perhaps . she opens her mouth , making room for michael's tongue , huffing stubbornly as she can't seem to get him close enough to be satisfied ; like she wouldn't be content until their nerves had fused and separation would require a damn scalpel . her teeth tug on his lower lip , and he tasted precisely how she remembered ; like sin and optimism . maybe if he kissed her hard enough , he'd damn her to a better life . she keeps one hand on his shoulder , relinquishing the bruising hold of the other as it comes to cradle his jaw , dragging the pad of her thumb against the high of his cheekbone before dragging down the length of his torso , hooking pointer and middle into the waist band of his pants . " touch me for real before i change my mind , " she mutters against mikey's mouth , words scraping her own through like it hurt to say them . there's a sheer desperation hidden between her syllables . " — which i'm very , very close to doin' , , , so , convince me not to put you in the dog house . "

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[tooswcctx]

As far as drunken nights went that ended up with her in someone else's bed, she had to admit ( only to herself! ) that this was one of the less disappointing ones. She had plenty of regrets with random hookups, but this wasn't one of them, and it came with an extra side of drama which Payton loved. Thrived on it even. The idea of fucking Mason and being able to always have that as something to taunt him with?? It was almost enough to get her wet. Oh, wait... or was that him? She didn't even have time to figure that out before he practically pounced on her like one of those cryptids he was always going on about and she was splayed out on her back underneath him.

The touch of his knee between her thighs sent a shiver up her spine and she subconsciously rolled her hips, searching for any friction she could get against her abused clit. She hadn't been lying when she said some places were sorer than others. Dilated pupils locked onto his eyes, hand reaching up to grab his hair tightly, tugging on it in a way that threatened more. "I was wondering what version of Mason left these bruises on me, now it's making more sense." Sliding her tongue over her lips, she didn't answer him at first, letting the silence build between them until she could only hear their breaths mingling together. Her free hand moved between them, fingertips brushing over the length of his cock. "I haven't decided yet... is that what you want me to do?"

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HE HUFFS , practically snarling , as she tugs on his hair . mason's scalp buzzes , and the electricity slips down his nape and rides down the length of his spine . it's worsened when her feathering touch decides to invade the space between them and taunt the fragile skin of his shaft . it was embarrassing enough to be in these circumstances , hangover pounding in his temples , desire knotting in his stomach ; let alone have her bare witness to how responsive his length was to her curious probing . the hand closest to her hip settles atop the dip in her curves , thumb pressing curiously against one of the hickeys left just beneath the protruding bone . his touch ventures , exploring , thumb just barely ghosting her clit as it momentarily dips between her thighs ( feeling the heat radiating from there . jesus christ . ) before pressing just beneath her naval to hold her hips in place with a commanding palm .

" obviously that isn't what i want you to do , " he grits , eyes falling from her face to the apex of her thighs , no barrier between his investigative eyes and her swollen , overly-worshiped cunt . great , her pussy was perfect , too . then , mocking , cruely swiping the pad of his thumb against her swollen bud . no more than that , just a mere acknowledgement he was very painfully aware it was there . lower then ; " where's the version of payton that left these bruises on me ?? "

[tooswcctx]

For a moment, Mikey wasn't entirely sure if Darien would reciprocate or whether she'd slap him in the face and kick him out. The odds of either were pretty even in his experience. Time seemed to freeze until her hands slid under his shirt, warm against his skin, and she finally kissed him back, not holding back and the man was thankful for it. His kiss deepened, hand cupping the back of her neck tighter until she pulled away only to insult him some more. But he hardly cares or even registers it, grinning as she lifts his shirt and he helps throw it to the floor. The tank hadn't done much in the way of covering his chest, but the night was still oppressively warm and remaining cool had been the point of it.

"Maybe. But I'd rather be annoyin' than be at home right now." His voice was low, gravelly as he brushed his nose against hers, capturing her lips once more in a kiss as his free hand moved to tug at the towel that was wrapped around her. What a coincidence that he'd shown up when he had. Didn't even have to worry about extra layers.

[estmeetswst]

SHE WANTS TO RIP THAT GRIN OFF HIS FACE WITH HER TEETH , a dangerous glint in her eyes as pupils bloom with the warming of her bloodstream from both the whiskey and the dosage of adrenaline michael had injected her with . the masculine timbre of his voice is enough to have her abdomen fluttering , cunt pulsing at the familiarity of that obnoxiously rich purr whenever he spoke low in his throat . " 'least you'll be puttin' that mouth to good use for a change , " she mutters , words muffled by the reunion of their mouths once more as she presses her palms up his chest , sinking nails into his traps ( it'd be a miracle if one didn't pop off ) as she sighs hotly against his mouth ; feeling the thick cotton of the towel pool at her hips , arching her now bare chest against his .

[tooswcctx]

"Depends on how hot they are." Payton shrugged, not at all ashamed. If you hated someone that much, that meant there was passion somewhere behind that and no one fucked better than someone who had something to prove. In this case, it was proving their hate, but she would take that, especially if it resulted in her getting off on it. But she didn't feel the need to get into that with Mason of all people, he already judged her enough as it was. Unfairly, she should point out. She'd never done anything wrong in her life and just because her family was privileged did not mean he could act like he was better than her all of the time - insane that she was still having those thoughts as she sat completely naked on his bed post coital. As far as she could remember.

...and it was a good point, she was here unashamedly uncovered, and he was sitting there like some kind of prude. Her eyes narrowed on him and the way he tugged the covers back over himself. "But I wouldn't say I make a habit of it. If the opportunity presents itself..." she talked slowly, trying to keep his attention on the words as she reached out and snatched the covers away, tilting her head to the side as she smirked in smug success. "There. Now we're even." The blonde glanced down at herself before taking her sweet time taking in his body because lord knew she couldn't remember all the details. "It's only fair."

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THE MOMENT THE COVERS WERE TORN AWAY , MASON HADN'T PROCESSED HER ACTIONS FAST ENOUGH — he was easily exposed , no fuss made simply because he hadn't had time to make one . brown eyes snap back to her , hating the way his pulse elevated noticing she was staring at him . like she were filing each inch of him — literally — to memory so she could torture him with the information later . he was , , , sizable , he thought . no one in the past had complained !!

mason doesn't know what takes over him , but he's on her in seconds , swallowing her frame with his as he forces her onto her back . one knee stations itself between her thighs , the other just beside her head , unintentionally tangling into splayed blonde tresses . " nothing with you , payton nicholson , is ever FAIR , " there's a foreign growl in his throat , one that even catches HIM off guard .

" you're gonna be a pain in my ass about this , aren't you ?? " he lowers his face closer to her , searching payton's eyes for any sign of ill intent . his mouth is dangerously close ; " what are you gonna do , pay ?? hm ?? taunt me ?? tell all of pacific falls how shit i am in bed or somethin' ?? "

[tooswcctx]

He placed the cup of whiskey down on the counter next to her, not missing the way her touch on his shift was enough to send a flash of fire through his veins. It had been a herculean feat over the past few months not to think about what he was missing, the feeling of her hands on him in whatever way - it didn't matter what. He would have begged for any of it. "I didn't." Mikey didn't mind admitting that. With Darien, nothing was ever guaranteed except for her unpredictable nature. One minute, you felt secure in what you had, the next everything would be up in the air. It was frustrating but exhilarating all at the same time. And tonight, the man had felt like being unpredictable.

For too many weeks, he'd been going home after work, dwelling in his misery and wondering where he'd gone wrong ( he already knew the answer to that ). The first idea that came to mind was to come here and, now that she was sitting in front of him, her legs on either side of his body, he had a one-track mind. Lifting his hand, he gently brushed some of her hair out of her face, sliding it around until his palm was on the back of her neck before pulling her into a kiss. Not a hesitant one either.

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DARIEN SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED IT . predicted it . the moment she had opened the door , stepped aside to permit him to cross the threshold like he were some kind of fuckin' vampire . but she hadn't stopped it , she hadn't even tried , and now she was facing the consequences in the form of a stubborn head and , arguably , an even more stubborn heart . her breath didn't even shift when he kissed her , and while she didn't return it at first — she didn't fight it , either .

she was all press on nails and talons as she brings both hands to the hem of his shirt , breeching the threshold of its hem to feel the warm , smooth skin of his abdomen beneath . only then does darien surge forth , matching his advance , tasting the familiar sweetness of her preferred whiskey all over his tongue . " you're so fuckin' annoyin' , " she sighs into his mouth drawing back only enough so the hands beneath his shirt can force the fabric over his head .

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"Bothered by it? I've had weirder dreams than this." She shrugged, sitting up more now to try and take stock of just how many bruises her mind had created on her skin, but the longer she stared at it all, the more she was remembering. It was still blurry, there had been plenty of drinks passed around and she remembered an argument with Mason, one where they got into a car together? An Uber maybe? But the argument hadn't ended with either of them leaving the car alone. And, like magic, it clicked. "Fuck." The blonde whispered, looking around surreptitiously like there would be a bright pink elephant or something outrageous to signal she was hallucinating.

Clearing her throat, Payton finally looked at Mason, really looked at him and was about to say whatever insult first came to mind in retaliation to him saying he hated her when she noticed the marks on his chest and torso...going lower and lower until she couldn't see passed the pillow. Teeth marks. Classic Payton Nicholson. Shifting a little, her naked form moved against the sheets that were bunched underneath her, eliciting a soft moan from her overly sensitive body. "Do you make a habit of fucking people you hate?"

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MASON BARKS A LAUGH , the sound short and clipped with a lack of amusement and the weight , instead , of disbelief . " right , " he drawls , not believing her , rubbing at the hinge of his jaw and wincing . his ears prick at the sound she makes when she moves , spine stiffening against the rickety wood of his headboard ( because , as he had deduced , they had ended up back at his . ) . he glances at her in his peripheral , noticing the way azures were transfixed on his chest , looking down only to see he , too , had been marked . torn . angry red ribbons curling along muscle and canine-pricked flesh .

" not really , " he exhales , running his fingers along the bruises , tracing the aftermath of her bite , blowing another gust of air through his nostrils . " — only the ones i really hate , apparently . " an attempt at a joke , but his voice sounds like gravel , biting the inside of his lower lip as something burns in his sternum . he looks back at her , reaching with his hands to yank the covers back up and over his lap . then , accusingly ; " what about you ?? "

[tooswcctx]

Mikey didn't even try to stop himself from rolling his eyes as her claim at being fine. She'd almost fainted from heatstroke because she was too fucking stubborn to call him to fix the damn AC. Her being fine was never actually on the table but he'd take breathing and not running away from him. That was a step in the right direction. He stood a few feet away, giving her space as she pushed herself up onto the counter and as she took a sip of her whiskey, there was no doubt in his mind that was what the cup had in it, he walked slowly towards her until he was towering over her form. She looked so much smaller like this, just as powerful as always, but not so intimidating.

Mikey said nothing as he pushed her legs apart and stepped between them. Smirking, the man took the cup from her hands, internally very smug that he had assumed correctly on her choice of drink. "Like you woulda answered my text. You would've deleted it, pretendin' I never sent it." They both knew he was right, and he emphasized the statement by taking a swig, watching her the entire time.

[estmeetswst]

DARIEN'S CHIN ROSE AS HE NEARED TO TRACK HIS EYES , somehow still managing to be dwarfed by his height even with the added inches being sat atop the counter provided . she , too , said nothing as he made himself a home between velveteen legs — which parted for him far more compliantly than they should have — and she leaned back against the wall to replenish some of the distance . the notes of honey still clung to her tongue , and she glossed her pout in the syrupy aftertaste by sliding the tip of the pink muscle along her lower lip .

a shrug of her shoulder , resting one of her palms on the counter beside her whilst the other makes itself busy picking a piece of lint ( there was no lint ) off his shirt . " probably , " she agreed , not bothering to deny it . eyes lift back up , watching him take a sip , incapable of hiding the way one corner of her mouth tips up in amusement . quieter then , as if they were in on some kind of secret ; " an' how'd you know i'd open the door for you 'stead of leavin' you outside like a bad dog ?? "

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It was almost offensive that he had to check whether or not he was blushing, at this point, if she put him next to a fire truck, he'd blend in. Payton was content just lazing on the bed, watching him deal with accepting or rejecting whatever had happened, and she was blissfully in the realm of denial still. As far as she was concerned, they were both still asleep and she could do whatever she wanted right now. The only time reality would come crashing back down was as soon as she left the room. So, for now, she was going to have a little fun with it.

His eyes were glued to her tits and Payton couldn't help but smile, reveling in the attention that she so rightfully deserved. Eventually, everyone realized she acted the way she did because she could - she got away with it because, well, look at her! "Hurts a little bit...some places more than others." It was only when he mentioned trying to beat her up that Payton looked at her chest, eyebrows lifting at the impressive number of bruises that were covering her skin. "And I thought you hated me, Mason."

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SOMETHING IN HER EYES THROWS HIM OFF KILTER , not that he was ever on it but , , , he had tried to find some semblance of control , understanding , in circumstances he couldn't fully wrap his head around . he frowned at her statement , eyes still trained on the rounds of her chest and the varying marks that tainted her skin . " you're not the least bit bothered by this ?? " he asked , and it was laced with enough sincerity to almost come off as genuine — wondering how she actually felt about the circumstances they had ended up in , , , because , well , mason was a man and payton , much to his annoyance , was a very , very pretty girl ; he wasn't as upset about this as he should be .

forcing his eyes to the ceiling , mason leans back against the headboard , dragging his hands down his face . " i do . i really , really fucking do , " he grits , but the more he dwelled on trying to piece together what had happened , , , the more his brain filled the gaps with enough scandalous perversion that his dick would twitch with each one .

and it was still SO fucking sore .