Owen Kepner

eighteen // filthy rich // im basically irresistible

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classic rock aesthetics: John Lennon

Yesterday I was the dreamweaver, but now I’m reborn. I was the walrus, but now I’m John.

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I’m pretty sure glow in the dark condoms are the best things to ever exist. Have you ever used them before?

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Text [Scar♕]

Owen: wanna hang out?

Owen: i know its 3 in the morning

Owen: but i cant sleep

Owen: and i bet i can sneak us into the indoor pool

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A Special Escort Event II Scar & Owen

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Events like these were becoming a norm for Scarlet. There had been a time when her jaw would consistently drop every time she entered a room, yet now, the bright chandeliers and the ornate vases hardly even phased her. Balanced between her fingers was a flute of champagne, giving her the air of sophistication she needed for such an occasion. Generally, the more involved she seemed to be, the more likely it was that she would be approached.

Seeing a familiar figure approach her, Scarlet’s eyes widened as she realised exactly who it was. For a moment, words caught in her throat, his mere presence catching her by surprise and shock. “Owen,” she hissed, trying to keep her voice at a minimal volume. “What the hell are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here. I’m trying to do my job and your presence is not encouraging any potential clients to approach.”

Her fingers tugged at her emerald dress nervously, as she cast a look around. Owen was never supposed to enter her world of escorting, and the fact that he was at this event was confusing her. As far as she knew, he had sex - and plenty of it. So why did he find it so crucial to come to an event like this, to pay for sex?

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“Oh relax,” he whispered, taking a sip of his own drink and standing casually by her side. “It’s my job too, so I know very well what I’m risking by talking to you.” He eyed the men walking around that stole glances at Scarlett - he hated having to see their hungry stares, knowing very well what they intended to do to her later. It made him sick, and as a waitress passed by he set his drink back on to their tray and turned to face Scar. 

“Look, I know I should’ve told you a while ago, I just...I just couldn’t.” He crossed his arms, eyes scanning the crowd, and then meeting hers once more. “You do look great,” he mused, mumbling, “a little too great,” under his breath. 

Never in a million years had he expected to run into her at one of these events, though he should have. It was ignorant to think otherwise, but for some reason he always imagined her escorting like a dream - he knew it was true yet he never really accepted it. That is, until tonight, where he could see every curve of her body and noticed every client in the room who had their eyes on her. 

“Have you...” he was barely able to joke it out, but managed through gritted teeth, “been to a private room yet?”

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A Special Escort Event II Scar & Owen

Owen stood by a table, drinking an expensive glass of wine in his finest tailored suit. His green eyes surveyed the hundreds of guests, picking out the escorts and separating them from the rich clients. Events like these were rare but often the highest paying nights the Company got; they offered dinner, alcohol, entertainment with a live band (paid extra to remain quiet about the events purpose) and made the clients feel almost normal about themselves. It gave them a chance to try out new meat - aka mingle with different escorts and take them to one of the many private rooms at the party.

Each guest had to pay to be there but they also had to pay their escort, which is why the Company made so much money in one night; and why the party went from 5PM to 5AM. All escorts attending had to stay the entire time.

Owen took a bigger sip just thinking about how much sex he was going to have and how tired he would be tomorrow. Somehow it didn’t bother him as much with the alcohol and thinking about all the money that came with it.

But then his eyes landed on a sexy brunette he suddenly realized was Scarlet, and almost spit up his wine. Somehow he had never imagined running into Scar at an event like this, which he suddenly realized was ignorant considering they work for the same escort company. He cursed himself, but walked over to her anyway, chugging the last of his wine beforehand and grabbing a new one on the way.

"Funny seeing you here," he chimed, a lazy grin on his face. "You look great," he said, and he meant it. It was policy to be dressed to the nines at events like this; besides, the more appetizing you made yourself look, the more clients you went with to a PR (private room), and thus the more money you made. Go figure she looked hotter and more beautiful than he had ever seen his best friend. And he had seen her naked, so that must mean something.

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Pretty little dancer || Natalie & Owen

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As he moaned she couldn’t resist but slightly smirk. Breaking away from the kiss she couldn’t help but lick her lips. “ it was a special thank you gift” she said innocently, down playing her own smirk.

She had noted that her hands were still around his neck and for some reason she didn’t really want to remove her hand and so she didn’t instead she asked “ what are you doing now ? I was planning to go for lunch now, do you want to come with ?”

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“Sure,” he said, although he had already eaten. Why pass up an afternoon with a gorgeous girl? It may lead to getting laid, and he wasn’t about to miss out on that. Besides, he didn’t have anymore classes for the day.

“Where do you like to eat?” he asked, smiling.

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Text - [Nat]

Nat: since the day I was born

Nat: ew no , never ever wear sweats and a t-shirt. Never wear sweatpants ew. And they're both cotton so they're really soft xx

Nat: so I'm guessing shorts and a crop top is sexy enough ?

Owen: hell yea, as long as they show off some assss bby

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New Girls and Reputations II Owen & Scarlet [flashback]

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“There it is again,” Scarlet retorted. Her patience was running low with each second that passed. “You’re literally just saying that I make you better, that you need me. I’m sorry Owen, but that’s called being selfish. I’m not some kind of call girl that you can hang out with whenever it suits you. I’m not supposed to be some ticket to redemption for you either. That’s just fucked up.”

Scarlet paused, her heart hammering in her chest. Words couldn’t describe how angry she felt, how betrayed she felt after having the door slammed in her face. The fact that Owen had been one of the closest friends she had had in a long time, only made his actions even worse. He was supposed to be the one who stuck by her no matter what, and yet, even he had found a way to make her feel rejected. 

“Admit it, you only wanted to be friends with me because I was one of the only girls who would sleep with you when you were desperate. Honestly, now that I think about it, I’m disgusted with myself for even letting myself think that perhaps our friendship was worth something, cause clearly it doesn’t. Not to you at least.” There were so many things she could have said, but she stopped herself: he wasn’t worth it.

“What is it going to take for you to leave?” Scarlet asked, her forehead pressed against the wooden door. There were moments when he could be so stubborn, and right now, that was something she wished he wasn’t. 

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Owen was a lot of things, but sensitive was not one of them. However, in this moment, with almost all hope lost and Scarlet’s words being spit at him like daggers, tears burned in his throat. Guilt made his heart pulse so forcefully against his chest it hurt. Eyes closed to keep the tears from coming, he stood up, cursing himself, pacing, so angry at this situation that he couldn’t fix that his fist curled and he felt like punching a wall.

But he didn’t; he breathed in through the nose and out through the mouth, before leaning his forehead against the door, unknowingly matching up with Scarlet’s. “We were not a mistake..”

Sighing, he stood up straight and backed away from the door. If she wanted space he would give her space - maybe that’s what she needed to forgive him. It would hurt like hell to wait, because patience was not his strong suit, but he figured it was the only thing left to try.

“I’ll be in my room if you want to talk. Love you, Scar.”

With slow steps he turned around and began his walk back, desperately hoping she would open the door before he turned the corner in the hallway.

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Text - [Nat]

Nat: fine then, I guess I'll just change my short shorts and crop top for a knee- length dress.

Owen: wait wut?

Owen: since WHEN does a girl consider SHORTS AND A CROP TOP COMFORTABLE?! I WAS ASSUMING SWEATS AND A T SHIRT

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Pretty little dancer || Natalie & Owen

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Running through the last bit of the dance, she couldn’t help but try harder. Her final position was standing right in front of him, and extremely close. Neither of them said anything but they were most likely thinking of the same thing. His calm and collected breaths compared to her uneven and shallow breaths. There was part of her that was completely anxious about what she was doing but there was bigger part of her which was ecstatic about what she was doing.

Stepping on her tip-toes, she closed the space between both of them. She looked from his lips to him, wondering what was going through His mind. ‘Oh fuck it’ she thought before pushing her lips against his. She instinctively wrapped one of her arms around his neck, she then used her spare hand to run through his hair . His lips were soft and she wanted to explore. She lightly bit his lower lip asking for entrance.

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Owen’s eyes widened before settling closed, hands naturally coming to rest on her neck, pulling her closer into him. As unexpected as it was, it was not unwelcome. He couldn’t help but enjoy the taste of her lips; couldn’t help but relish in the fierce moves of her tongue and teeth.

Ever so slightly he moaned into her mouth, before finally breaking the heated kiss to take a breath. Through slitted eyes he looked down at this practical stranger: “What was that for?” he asked, a smirk painted on his lips.

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Text - [Nat]

Nat: I'm gonna wear something comfy, if it's sexy then I guess you're Lucky.

Owen: awww :( you ruin all the fun

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New Girls and Reputations II Owen & Scarlet [flashback]

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“That doesn’t change anything. You’re still an absolute dick, you know that right?” Scarlet said, through the door. She didn’t care that he was now here apologising to her, trying to repair the damage he had done. The fact that he had turned her away, was something that would take a long time for her to forgive, and right now, she just wanted him to be gone.

“You should just leave, Owen. I’m really not in the mood to deal with you right now.” Scarlet knew that her words were harsh, but after what he had done, he deserved it. “You know exactly what you did and maybe for once, you should learn to live with the consequences rather than try to repair the damage with your stupid charm or wealth or whatever. Not everything in life will go your way. So really, just leave, because I’m sick of you.”

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Every word stung Owen worse and worse; he cringed, shaking his head, trying to ignore how much damage he had caused. But with every remark, every come back, every insult he knew Scarlet was 100% right. Owen was used to getting his way, even when he should’ve had consequences. He is used to using his money or his charm to figure out an escape plan. That is why, when it came to Scarlet, he was at an absolute loss. He had nothing to heal the open wound; he didn’t know what to say or do, didn’t know how to act, didn’t know how to function let alone solve this problem like an adult.

But one things for certain: he was too stubborn to give up. And he cared about Scar too much to leave, also. 

They had fucked plenty of times, so charming her really wasn’t an option. She had experienced all of Owen, the best and worst of him, and trying fix the problem with that avenue would be helpless. She could care less about his money. So he thought hard about what Scarlet could possibly need from him at this moment, and he decided it was a person whom would not give up on her. 

“Thanks for the offer,” he said, head still against the door, “but no thanks. I’ll stay right here. It’s rather comfortable actually.”

It wasn’t. The hard surface was making his ass sore. But he wasn’t going to leave until Scarlet could at least tolerate his presence, so he suffered through the pain.

“I don’t care what you say about me, Scar. I already know I’m a dick and a privileged, spoiled, conceited jack-ass. Trust me, none of it is new. But the thing is, you make me better. And I’m not just saying it to say it. You really do, Scar. Ever since we met you’ve changed me for the better, and I am not giving up on you. Sorry if that makes me even more selfish and vain, but it’s the truth.”

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Text - [Nat]

Nat: totally babe x but you must be high if you think you can beat me.

Nat: meet you in the parking lot in 10 minutes ?

Owen: yes definitely

Owen: wear something sexy

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Pretty little dancer || Natalie & Owen

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“Thanks” she replied, with a smile of her own.“ Natalie” she said. Biting her lip she tried to recall where she had heard that name before. “Owen,Owen,Owen” she repeated before getting it “ you’re Scarlet’s best friend right ?” Moving towards the speakers , she picked her phone and read her sister’s text. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes she simply ignored the message.

she surveyed the boy in front of her. He was really hot, cute hair and had a very kissable face. “Alright, I need to run through it one last time but would you mind helping me do the very end of the dance. You don’t have to move don’t worry, you just need to stand here and be very hot.” She stated bluntly as she laughed.

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“Yep, me and Scar are tight,” he smiled, eyes widening at her demands. “Alright, I guess. I guess I can manage standing here and...being hot,” he laughed, running a hand through his brown hair.

This girl had a killer body and a dazzling smile, and she was bluntly enticing. All he wanted was to put his hands on her, so when she began dancing it became tens times harder not to reach out and run his hands across her skin.

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Text - [Mad-Maddie]

Madison: Really? Well I don't think I do, it's hard to be nice

Madison: Well how often are going to call me hot when I am a bitch to you?

Madison: Because the more you say it, the more likely I am going to slap you.

Madison: GET RID OF THOSE DAMN SHOUTING CAPS OWEN

Owen: alright alright im calm im calm

Owen: kinda ish idk

Owen: wanna fuck?

Owen: heheheheheheh [winking emoji]

Owen: I'm a littttle drunkk!

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Text - [Jameson]

Jameson: Ohhh, I like brownies.

Owen: well come over sometime and invite some friends

Owen: my weed brownies are prime

Owen: and i have some other edibles that give you the weirdest trip lol