afire love;

nadia teller rees. Waitress & raspberry aficionado.

[elizabethsolsen]

[carteratkins]

that is pretty deadly, I mean, have you seen True Blood? Gah, that just gave me the fucking willies thinking about it. Oh, don’t even. I’m sure you’re stronger than you think you are. Watch, one day someone’s gonna piss you off, and you’re gonna go at them, and you’re gonna surprise yourself. That’d work just as well.

[jfcrees]

You have a point -- but that also requires ruining a good pair of heels and I don't know if I'm entirely up to that; I have an attachment to my things. If I could take a grown man down that would totally make my year. You're too cute to be sassed to death, though, so I think you'll be safe.

[maliaroyce-deactivated20150312]

"Yes! Should we start wearing matching bracelets or something? Oh yes! Selective nudist colonies with ihookup people only. That’d be a fucking blast. You should put one of those zappy buzzers on your back pocket. So when they try to grab you, they get like, tasered or whatever you call it. That sounds like the best idea ever. And we can even watch those sappy romantic movies and talk trash about people."

[jfcrees]

"I think that would be adorable -- we'd just need to find the perfect ones and that requires a shopping trip; I can't say no to those like ever. Exactly! I would not be opposed to the guys on this site being naked all the time; it'll give me a great view -- who needs scenery when you've got naked men, am I right? I totally could! But do you think that would get me in trouble? I don't think my boss would be all too pleased about me doing that to customers, even if they are dicks. Oh god you've that maps out the perfect evening -- I absolutely love and it and the first one needs to happen soon."

[blaineatohioarts-deactivated201]

That’s true, you should probably have some sorta weapon to defend yourself. Maybe, like, one of those pepper spray things? Or you could learn some karate. Imagine the look on someone’s face when you drop kick ‘em. That would be great. 

[jfcrees]

I've got a bit of pepper spray on me -- I'd never wander the streets alone at night without it. I could totally learn karate if I could fit it into my schedule. I contemplated taking a boxing class once, but that fell through. I just need to bulk up a bit and look a bit more intimidating, I think -- like maybe people think I could totally take them.

[brainbustcr]

the happy ending starts tonight / arturo + nadia

[brainbustcr]

Once Arturo heard the buzzer, he swung the door open and let himself in. There was an obvious jump within his step as he glided up the staircase, mostly because of his excitement. Arturo didn’t have to travel far, however, until he saw her in her door frame — with legs that went on for miles, might he add. Arturo ended up actually missing the last step, because his mind had suddenly become preoccupied, but he was able to catch himself with his free hand that planted against the hardwood floor, before his face could eat it. 

He quickly recovered, pushing himself away from the floor and jumping into an almost perfect standing position. “Hi,” he greeted, the corners of his mouth curling upwards for a half-smile. Arturo swung the garbage bag full of goodies around his body, holding it out in front of him as it slowly untangled from around his wrist. “Merry Late Christmas.” Honestly, if Arturo knew that giving free things to girls was going to get him laid, he would have done this a long time ago.

Used to having to prove that things were all thing, he opened the bag enough so that she could see inside- two and a half pairs of shoes and four purses, just as he had promised. “It’s all there,” he commented, eyes gazing at the bag’s contents before looking back up, “so, can I come in?”

[jfcrees]

There was no possible way she'd have been able to contain her giggles when he missed that last step -- she'd honestly been looking for some sort of reaction when she'd decided to stay like this, but that was just too good. Once she'd recovered from her bout of giggles she reached up to brush her fingers through her straightened locks as she leaned forward to peak in the bag. "Thank you, sweetheart!." She chuckled softly, watching him open the bag, but she didn't feel the need to look in -- she didn't think he'd bullshit her. And if he did, he wasn't gonna get anything out of her.

"I believe you -- you don't need to prove it." She chuckled, stepping away from the door and moving back into her apartment; a cue for him to follow her. "You can just set the bag there by the door -- I'll go through the stuff later." Feet padded quietly across the hardwood floor of her apartment as she made her way into the kitchen, "You want anything to drink? I've got water bottles in the fridge along with beer and a few bottles of wine -- and of course, the hard stuff is in the cabinets." She got a bottle of water for herself, twisting off the cap and taking a long swig before she turned back to face the other, leaning against the counter as she watched him.

Much hotter in person.

She pulled herself up onto the counter after a moment, setting the water bottle aside and beckoning him forward with the crook of her finger. "-- did you want those samples now or...?" A smirk slid across the girls features and once he was close enough she reached out, gently grabbing onto his shirt with her fingers and pulled him between her legs. 

[jfcrees]

ask away.

[maliaroyce-deactivated20150312]

"Wow, you sound like me. It’s like we escaped jail or some shit. I prefer nothing to anything else actually, but apparently, we’re not nudist, so clothes out in public is a must. I can imagine they’d get all up in you if you wore pretty skirts all the time. I’m always good for a chat. Especially if it involves wine or ice cream. Or both. Both is always good."

[jfcrees]

"Clearly we were meant to be friends -- it's just fate or some shit. I'm so conflicted about nudist colonies; some people should always be naked and others not so much. Maybe a selective nudist colony. I mean, they do regardless if I wear a skirt or not, but with jeans and shorts I've got a bit more 'protection', as it were. I am totally down for wine and ice cream all the time -- we're just gonna need to start a weekly girls night where we get drunk on wine and eat ice cream."

[carteratkins]

I don’t know. I feel like you just aren’t giving yourself enough credit. Like, I’m terrified to piss off a chick because I feel like they could totally kick my ass, small or not.

[jfcrees]

I think the deadliest thing I can do is use my stilettos as a weapon, but that requires force and I'm not exactly carrying any muscle. I don't think I could kick your ass -- probably just sass you to an early grave.

[blaineatohioarts-deactivated201]

At least you try! You probably shouldn’t be gettin’ into fights anyway. Those things mess up your face. I’ve gotten a few bruises in my time and they ain’t pretty. 

[jfcrees]

I do! Usually the sass and dirty looks are enough to keep people off my ass, but I really should watch who I yell that too -- I can't imagine tiny, sassy girls would do much to deter some people.

[jfcrees]

beauty and the biker. // nadia & josiah

[josiahrides-deactivated20150119]

"Good, because I tend to like being in complete control." That wasn’t the entire truth, he tended to give up control when he was with another man, but when he was with women he liked to do the controlling. It was very rare that he found a female that he would let dominate him.  "And my eyes are on you now, sugar, yet you’re still dressed," he teased, giving her a bit of a smug smile.  He let out a pleased sound though as her nails dragged along his skin up his chest. He always had a weakness for women with nails and he was glad that she had no problem using them, and didn’t bother with being gentle about it.

"I do love a girl that’s all about the easy access," Josiah couldn’t help but be impressed. Glad that there wasn’t much work to be had to get her completely naked. His hand pushed further into her pants, dragging his fingertips slowly along her sex in a teasing manner before pulling his hand free. "I’m sure we’ll be getting filthy a couple times tonight, sweetheart," and Josiah kept his eyes locked on her as she started to remove his jeans, before reaching out to grab at the hem of her tank and start to push it up, wanting to see all of her. Once Josiah exposed her breasts, he couldn’t help but slowly drag his thumbs along each nipple.

[jfcrees]

"I've got no trouble submitting to the right guy." Her smirk grew wider, "Hey -- I was getting there; I'm apparently just easily distracted." She's not lying; she does have that tendency, but right now she's incredibly horny and the man before her was having no trouble making her wet. The brush of his fingers over her sex pulled a slight gasp to fall from parted lips. Oh, he had thick fingers and she couldn't wait to see what he could do with them. She helped him out once he started to remove her shirt and she tugged it over her head, letting it fall to the floor without much care as to where it landed.

"What's the point in prolonging what I obviously came here for?" She bit down on her lip at his fingers brushed across her hardening nipples and she grinned, reaching down to unzip her shorts and wiggle them down her hips, kicking them off to the side with her shirt; leaving her completely naked before the other, but he was still far too overdressed for her tastes. She went back to her previous action of undoing his jeans and tugged them down, his boxers following quickly before she wrapped a hand about his length and slowly began to pump him.

[blaineatohioarts-deactivated201]

Who cares if ya can’t follow up on it. Scare ‘em off and they won’t try anything. 

[jfcrees]

Not a lot of people would say I'm capable of being scary -- I do try, though.

[maliaroyce-deactivated20150312]

"You’re from new England? Wow. Yeah, Vegas is so much better! Hey, pants are always optional in this town. So you’re good. You know, I think you and I will be great friends. I can feel it. Anyone with a body like yours should walk around naked all the time. Yeah, I guess it does. Or weird. Weird happens too sometimes."

[jfcrees]

"Exactly why I moved out here. Plus I wanted to put as much distance between myself and my family as I could -- they're whacko. Are they? Fantastic. I prefer no pants to anything else -- despite how great my legs look in shorts, they look even better in skirts. Can't wear those to work, though; too many pervs. I can't help but agree! I'm already quite enjoying this conversation and I can imagine I'll be coming to find you if I'm ever in the need for a good chat -- which might happen often. Well thank you; I love all the compliments. Weird is good as well! Keeps things interesting."

[byrnesnotice-deactivated2016102]

"Straight from the plane to between a woman’s legs. I can’t wait."

"Here’s my number. I’d prefer you called in the early hours. If you called 7 PM your time it’d be 3 AM for me. Everyone, including my dogs, would be fast asleep." 

[jfcrees]

"I am to please."

"You got it, babe -- I'll call early when I'm not busy working. You have dogs? You just keep getting better the more we talk."

[byrnesnotice-deactivated2016102]

"A real live girl whose voice I can wank to. So much better than porn of course.”

"I’m sure they won’t."

[jfcrees]

"-- And you get to fuck me when you come back to vegas."

"Good. So how about you send me that number of yours and I'll give you a call?"

[brainbustcr]

the happy ending starts tonight / arturo + nadia

Arturo felt like Santa Claus, in a way, as he filled a garbage with shoes and purses. A very much ghetto Santa Claus, to say the least, but the feeling was still very much there. A part of Arturo told himself that he should have at least made the effort to go through each bag, make sure he wasn’t harboring and drugs, or illegal substances (which, granted, wouldn’t be the first time, but he was trying to make a solid, first impression that night), but the part of him that felt uncomfortable invading a person’s privacy, even if said person wasn’t around anymore, held him back from doing such a task. So, possibly carrying drugs, Arturo twisted the bag’s opening around his wrist and tossed it over his shoulder, carrying it to his car. 

Halfway to the other’s house, Arturo regretted not putting on his Santa hat, too. Next year, Art told himself, there’ll always be next year.

Arturo leaned towards the edge of his seat as he pulled into the street that had been given to him, trying to seek out the numbers that were on the outside of the buildings and locate that one he was suppose to be at. He had to squint, and he could hear his subconsciously yelling at him, in the back of his mind, to just go get glasses already. The number might have been blurry, but he was sure that he was at the right one, so, he parked. Arturo’s assumption wasn’t confirmed until he was practically standing right in front of the building’s entrance, trash bag back over his shoulder and all. Adjusting the bag on his shoulder, Arturo pressed the button that had Nadia’s name underneath, and moved his face towards the intercom. “Package delivery from the Arturo Foundation,” he announced, moving his free hand to the door handle, prepared, “— we also would like to remind you that tips are kindly appreciated.”

[jfcrees]

Nadia could practically feel her mother's disappointment when she texted the other her address, but all that did was cause the brunette to chuckle -- she'd long since decided to stop trying to make her mother proud and do what she wanted; and one of those things happened to be Arturo. He was cute, made her laugh and he was bringing her some lovely items -- what was there not to like?

Typical attire for the Rees household consists of oversized shirts and knee high socks -- she doesn't believe pants are necessary when you're just lounging around the house. Once she knew he was on his way, she tossed her phone aside and decided to make herself a bit more presentable. She changed out the raggedy old shirt for something a bit cuter and tugged on her favorite pair of lace panties and made herself comfortable on the couch as she waited for the other to arrive.

Upon hearing the buzzer and a mans voice flooding the quiet room, a smirk stretched across her lips as she got up and moved towards the intercom, pressing the button that would let him into the building and she unlocked her door, tugging it open and leaning against the frame as she waited for the other to come up the steps to her floor. 

[brainbustcr]

You can’t see, but I’m putting my hand over my heart, and I’m promising you that if I ever come across another diamond again, in anyway way, shape, or form, I’m giving it to you. Doesn’t matter if I’m 50, happily married with wife and kids, you’re going to get it first before any of them. I feel like the luckiest man alive, right now. How about I private message you my cell number, and you can text me your address. Do you want me to bring anything else?

[jfcrees]

Well you sure know how to make a girl feel special, don't you? That sounds ideal, love. Nope, I don't need anything else -- just you and my gifts. Just let me know when you're here and I'll buzz you in.

[brainbustcr]

Huh, who would have thought that diamonds would get a guy’s dick sucked. Science thanks you for your answer. Now, Arturo, on the other hand, would love to get that sample that you speak of, and he’ll come bearing used shoes and handbags, as promised.

[jfcrees]

Depends on the girl, I'd say. The closest I've ever come to diamonds is cubic zirconia and that just doesn't cut it when a guy says he'll get you the real thing if he ever finds them again. Well, you bring your handsome self over to my apartment with those handbags and shoes and I'll give you plenty of samples.