(* ░ –– i'm a monster.

NAZIM & ZEFERINO ; and don’t mind me, i’m just a son of a gun. so, don’t stop, don’t stop until your heart goes numb. now i’m just numb — i don’t feel a thing for you. i’m just a problem that ( d o e s n ’ t ) want to be solved. so, could you please hold your applause. take this sideshow & all its freaks & turn it into the silver screen dream. singing i am your worst, i am your worst nightmare. i am your worst, i am your worst nightmare. if you knew, knew what the b l u e b i r d s sang at you, you would never sing along.

[gdimilena]

Thank you, baby. [ A splash of bright red spread across her face followed by a spark ignited within, Milena, as Nazim touched her.  a titter leaving her lips, though it didn’t last long. Zee’s words causing her to stiffen in Nazim’s arms. A vast exhale emitted from her lips as she shut her eyes tightly in hopes of the dilemma fading within a second. She waited a few moments, grabbing a leather jacket to fight off any on coming cold and her purse, before she followed Zee down the stairs. Her own expensive stilettos making a clip clack sounds as they descended. An exiguous smiled braced her edges, incisors tugging on the flesh that fashioned her lesser lip. ]  So….can I know where we’re going now?

[nazimfck-blog]

[ He could feel it. Her tense in his larger hands which caused Naz’s thick brows to knit together. ] Shut the fuck up, Zee. [ Naz spewed, turning his head to direct the malicious words his way yet still being able to reform back to his cheesy grin for the brunette before him. His hands continued to snake up and down her rib cage, enticing the tips of his fingers every centimeter they traveled. ] You’re upsetting the birthday girl, asshole. “Why do I even try?’ Why don’t you go try turning on the car? [ Ante to following Zee towards the stairs, Nazim buried his head into her neck being granted to experience the bewitching her Victoria Secret perfume had on him. His tongue, so playful, kissed and sucked dreadfully slow on her flesh which caused the male to settle his eyelids. His hands couldn’t help himself, grasping onto her ass so roughly. ] You’re so fucking sexy, God. [  He respired, quickly fixing himself before meandering towards the stairs after her.

[nazimfck-blog]

“Why don’t you go try turning on the car?” [ Zee mocked with every step he took down the opulent steps. ] Yea, suck my dick. [ Was all Zee was ending the diminutive disagreement with for he knew he’d hate himself if it was to prolong any further and actually ruin Milena’s vibe. However, the little bickering Zee and Naz constantly found themselves in— she should’ve been used to. He ironed his clean button-down shirt with his hand, waiting for the two down at the door where he would hold it for Lena. He had to admit though she didn’t go with his choice, she still looked captivating in the vivid red. He leaned down to the female, leering at her plump lips prior to him giving her a kiss. ] It’s a surprise, baby. [ His husky voice respired out, grinning at her eagerness. Though for Naz, he stuck up his middle finger as the trio began their way to the calm Porsche Panamera. ]

[gdimilena]

Thank you, baby. [ A splash of bright red spread across her face followed by a spark ignited within, Milena, as Nazim touched her.  a titter leaving her lips, though it didn’t last long. Zee’s words causing her to stiffen in Nazim’s arms. A vast exhale emitted from her lips as she shut her eyes tightly in hopes of the dilemma fading within a second. She waited a few moments, grabbing a leather jacket to fight off any on coming cold and her purse, before she followed Zee down the stairs. Her own expensive stilettos making a clip clack sounds as they descended. An exiguous smiled braced her edges, incisors tugging on the flesh that fashioned her lesser lip. ]  So….can I know where we’re going now?

[nazimfck-blog]

[ He could feel it. Her tense in his larger hands which caused Naz’s thick brows to knit together. ] Shut the fuck up, Zee. [ Naz spewed, turning his head to direct the malicious words his way yet still being able to reform back to his cheesy grin for the brunette before him. His hands continued to snake up and down her rib cage, enticing the tips of his fingers every centimeter they traveled. ] You’re upsetting the birthday girl, asshole. “Why do I even try?’ Why don’t you go try turning on the car? [ Ante to following Zee towards the stairs, Nazim buried his head into her neck being granted to experience the bewitching her Victoria Secret perfume had on him. His tongue, so playful, kissed and sucked dreadfully slow on her flesh which caused the male to settle his eyelids. His hands couldn’t help himself, grasping onto her ass so roughly. ] You’re so fucking sexy, God. [  He respired, quickly fixing himself before meandering towards the stairs after her.

[gdimilena]

[ Milena hummed, making a list in her head of all the things she’d need to do. The list growing longer with each passing second, though she couldn’t bring herself to pull away from either of them. She waited until the last possible second to step out of their reach, re-wrapping her town around her body, tightly, though not before pressing her lips to Nazim’s jaw, promising softly that she would move rapidly. As she walked past Zee, she pressed her lips to his cheek. Once in her room, she locked the door behind her, to avoid all distractions and began the process of getting ready, moving as quickly as she could. A feat that normally lasted two and a half hours, she managed to cut down to an hour, she emerged from her room is a tight red dress. ] Ok, ok. I think I’m ready? I feel like I might be forgetting something though.

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Her tender kiss instinctively caused the male to contemplate of all the wrongs he has done; hearing Lena’s raspy voice ache for his respect to the salty tears trickle their way down her flushed cheeks. It was the sadistic being in him, perhaps and with the joviality that bounced within her frame— evident in her features, it made him feel like complete shit. He stood there, mute, instead of conversing with his little brother. It was worse enough that Zeferino was her knight glossed in shining armor, Naz’s actions just aided in highlighting Zee’s greatness. A sweetheart who knew how to fuck. Seems like his thought train captivated him for quite some time, distracting the lengthy amount of time Milena took to strut her ways in the dress Nazim suggested. He threw his head back in a hale laugh, pulling her close as one of his arms snaked to outline her hips. ] Great choice. 

[nazimfck-blog]

Of course. Why do I even try? [ Zeferino chuckled bitterly, he quickly suppressed any other comment that may get him in the dog house tonight. He wasn’t going to afford his envy to spoil Milena’s birthday after all the planning the two have done— well, Zeferino making all the calls, organizing everything to be good while Nazim just spewed shit out of his mouth. All these pestering thoughts were only going to bring forth bad vibes and trouble. Instead, the male washed over his face mentally with the palm of his hand and forced his pearly whites to broadcast a grin. ] I don’t know, it may get chilly later on. Might wanna take a jacket...or not. OR you could just be forgetting like your purse, or like some spray or whatever. Sure you got everything, Lena. [ Zee murmured with playfulness twined through his dulcet voice, beginning to trail down the stairs with his Italian glistening ebony shoes. ]

[gdimilena]

[ Milena hummed, making a list in her head of all the things she’d need to do. The list growing longer with each passing second, though she couldn’t bring herself to pull away from either of them. She waited until the last possible second to step out of their reach, re-wrapping her town around her body, tightly, though not before pressing her lips to Nazim’s jaw, promising softly that she would move rapidly. As she walked past Zee, she pressed her lips to his cheek. Once in her room, she locked the door behind her, to avoid all distractions and began the process of getting ready, moving as quickly as she could. A feat that normally lasted two and a half hours, she managed to cut down to an hour, she emerged from her room is a tight red dress. ] Ok, ok. I think I’m ready? I feel like I might be forgetting something though.

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Her tender kiss instinctively caused the male to contemplate of all the wrongs he has done; hearing Lena’s raspy voice ache for his respect to the salty tears trickle their way down her flushed cheeks. It was the sadistic being in him, perhaps and with the joviality that bounced within her frame— evident in her features, it made him feel like complete shit. He stood there, mute, instead of conversing with his little brother. It was worse enough that Zeferino was her knight glossed in shining armor, Naz’s actions just aided in highlighting Zee’s greatness. A sweetheart who knew how to fuck. Seems like his thought train captivated him for quite some time, distracting the lengthy amount of time Milena took to strut her ways in the dress Nazim suggested. He threw his head back in a hale laugh, pulling her close as one of his arms snaked to outline her hips. ] Great choice. 

[gdimilena]

[ A crease formed on her forehead, as she chewed on her bottom lip, ready to vocalize her concern of looking appropriate for the night, only to be slightly startled by the sound of Zeferino’s voice. Though a wave of calm crashed over her as he took her side in the matter. A wide grin spread across her features. Her hand still intertwined with Nazim’s, Milena shifted her head slightly to catch a glimpse at Zeferino, and held out her free arm to him. ]  What would you two like to see me wear? Maybe that will help speed up my process. 

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Naz rolled his burnt siennas at the soothing waves of Zee’s voice. He always had to highlight how much of an asshole Naz truly was. Though he had no issue with it ante to being a complete contrast to Zee, it always hit him like a ton of bricks when females would actually sought a better option than to put up with the headache that mimicked when interacting with Naz. Nevertheless, the younger male was right. ] I don’t know, [ Nazim began as he rubbed his neat shape-up, feeling the gentle scruff. ] I like that red dress you have, the one that..you know, outlines your body more. Please, if you’re gonna do your makeup— can you just go for some basic eyeliner shit or whatever? Some basic.

[nazimfck-blog]

It’s a nice dress.. [ Zee agreed, shrugging his shoulders as he lightheartedly chuckled. Noting he had to answer he question, he allowed his sleek machinery to slid its way back into his slacks’ pockets. He and Naz weren’t so different, they had been around each other nearly every day when in foster care— they were given the chance to learn everything and anything about each other. His theory was proven even further when witnessing they both wore black slacks; however Naz opting to the all black attire with a black button down shirt, glistening with a settle gold chain around his neck. Zeferino decked out with a white button down instead, his hair effortlessly kept. ] That orange sundress was always a fave of mine; us all matching would look all tacky as fuck— gotta have some accent, or something standing out. Not like you do that enough, [ Zee commented as he took her dainty hands into his larger ones, massage the back of her hand with the pad of his thumb. ]

[gdimilena]

[ A crease formed on her forehead, as she chewed on her bottom lip, ready to vocalize her concern of looking appropriate for the night, only to be slightly startled by the sound of Zeferino’s voice. Though a wave of calm crashed over her as he took her side in the matter. A wide grin spread across her features. Her hand still intertwined with Nazim’s, Milena shifted her head slightly to catch a glimpse at Zeferino, and held out her free arm to him. ]  What would you two like to see me wear? Maybe that will help speed up my process. 

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Naz rolled his burnt siennas at the soothing waves of Zee’s voice. He always had to highlight how much of an asshole Naz truly was. Though he had no issue with it ante to being a complete contrast to Zee, it always hit him like a ton of bricks when females would actually sought a better option than to put up with the headache that mimicked when interacting with Naz. Nevertheless, the younger male was right. ] I don’t know, [ Nazim began as he rubbed his neat shape-up, feeling the gentle scruff. ] I like that red dress you have, the one that..you know, outlines your body more. Please, if you’re gonna do your makeup— can you just go for some basic eyeliner shit or whatever? Some basic.

[nazimfck-blog]

[ An agitated sigh eased its way from Nazim’s mouth, his large hands running down his face as he witnessed Lena’s state of getting ready. Quickly, he fabricated a grin though it was evident he was trying to do so. ] You’re still not ready, Lena? Still? Baby, we already told, just throw on some nice clothes. It really shouldn’t matter, We’re wearing button down shirts with slacks, it’s not a tux but it’s…something. [ He entangled his hands with hers, attempting to relax his tendons. Taking one of his hand to clear her bare face from her drenched locks, he offered a much softer grin. ]  You could go out like that and we’d still adore you, but I’m afraid you can get a fine for walking out nude. [ Naz chuckled, bowing his head as he relished in his tiny jesters. ]

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Handling transactions and dealing with messages of love for Lena all distracted the male from the events happening upstairs, causing him to meander his ways up to an undressed Milena. Specifically, a nowhere near dressed Milena. He snickered slightly, having to know her for quite some time— there were days where she would throw on a flannel without any concern for those who see her without a trace of make up and there were days she would craft every feature out on her face, only to insist she wears the best outfit for the evening. Still, she managed to surprise him. ] Let her take her time, it’s her birthday. Lena, wear whatever you’d like, baby.

[gdimilena]

So - are ether of you gonna tell me where we’re going? [ Milena poked her head into Nazim’s room. Her wet hair sticking to her face, fresh from the shower. Thankful her mother hadn’t planned anything over the  top for her birthday, she had been able to spend it relaxing in front of the television with the two men she loved the most. ]  If you won’t tell me, how am i supposed to know how to dress?

[nazimfck-blog]

[ An agitated sigh eased its way from Nazim’s mouth, his large hands running down his face as he witnessed Lena’s state of getting ready. Quickly, he fabricated a grin though it was evident he was trying to do so. ] You’re still not ready, Lena? Still? Baby, we already told, just throw on some nice clothes. It really shouldn’t matter, We’re wearing button down shirts with slacks, it’s not a tux but it’s...something. [ He entangled his hands with hers, attempting to relax his tendons. Taking one of his hand to clear her bare face from her drenched locks, he offered a much softer grin. ]  You could go out like that and we’d still adore you, but I’m afraid you can get a fine for walking out nude. [ Naz chuckled, bowing his head as he relished in his tiny jesters. ]

[bradfar]

[nazimfck-blog]

@nazimbonaventura: happy bday, shego..

[gdimilena]

[ Milena rolled her eyes as he strutted out of her room. She was better off not saying a word to him, her mother had taught her that she didn’t need a man in her life. As she did herself up, deciding that going out to no where in particular was better than staying in her room feeling out of place in what was supposed to be her home.  Getting dolled up was always something she adored to do, and although she had no real destination in mind, she was glad she had decided upon getting out of the house. As she emerged from her room she took a deep breath, walking past Naz, towards the front door. ] I’ll be home later.

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Now Nazim had two options, act like the child he was so accustomed to— being a barricade to her destination, mocking her and agitate her beyond her limits— or to allow her to go about her business, whatever it was. He permitted, there were times he truly believed that he and Milena needed time away from each other just to prolong the peace in the housing. He did not respond to her, instead he began to chuckle at the ebony black television screen, noting how stoned the male was by whatever substance they had smoked earlier. He couldn’t fathom how Milena still manifested so much authority to annihilate even her own vibe, but he deferred that thought. Naz fixated his attention on the spotless iPhone than Lena’s dramatic exit. ]

[gdimilena]

[ She wasted no time in pushing off her bed. Surprising herself with her own reaction. Her eyes were dry, her voice far from shakey, and though her steps were wobbly she didn’t shrink into herself. Allowing his words to bounce off of her. ] So keep fucking other bitches. [ She shrugged, as she pulled out a sweater dress, holding it up against her body and viewing herself in the mirror. ]

[nazimfck-blog]

Trust me, I will. Keep sucking Zee’s dick and acting like you’re all innocent and I’m Mr. Bad Guy; Guess what, Lena? I’ll be Mr. Fucking Bad Guy, I’ll be that guy. [ He scoffed quietly, watching her eye at herself in the mirror prior to him walking down the stairs. Somehow, he sought out a hoodie laying out on the cafe-colored couch, slipping it onto his chest ante to cover his raven hair with the maroon hoodie. Allowing her words to marinate just bolt through one ear to exit the other for the stoned male. It wasn’t as if he was trying to fight now, it just was what it was when it came to Milena and a high Nazim. He began to laugh at the situation, sinking into the cushions of the couch, searching for the remote. ]

[gdimilena]

I’m not the same person you met, I’ve grown up and matured and if I wanted to be in a faithful and committed relationship, Id be in one right now. Stop being a crass asshole. [ Milena rolled her eyes, inching farther away from him without removing herself from the bed. She began to search for something to occupy herself with so she wouldn’t have to subject herself to his lowly thoughts of her.] It is all that matters. If you aren’t happy…then stop. I have some money saved from my trust and if push comes to shove I don’t mind getting a real job to help with the bills. I want you to be happy.

[nazimfck-blog]

What’s your fucking...problem, Milena? [ Nazim questioned, still the drugs manage to regulate his speech even his ability to see properly for the once tranquil moment they were to bask in, was a complete crux that jested with Nazim’s abyssal browns. He could just vision her moving farther and farther away from the bare-chested male, having him suck his teeth after her actions. ] See, this...this why I love fucking other bitches, some of them be chill as hell. You, I can’t even fucking smoke withcha’ before you start bitchin’ bout some other shit. Like...just shut up, shut up, why are we arguing? Why, all I asked was if you wanted a cream pie. [ Though he aspired to be sedate, he couldn’t help him childish confidence to burst out laughing at the end of his sentence. Yet, immediately he attempted to respond adequately to Milena. ] And then I’m being a crass asshole? Yo....be quiet, don’t even talk to me about that. Just stop, Milena. Please, for fucks sake, don’t slaughter my vibe. [ Naz requested, seeking the power to lift himself up from the bed, adding to the distance between the dyad. ]

[gdimilena]

Wow, Wow, there have been very few moments in my life where I have actually wished I had one of those enormous crème pies you can just smash in somebody’s face. But this is definitely one of them. [ Milena pulled her body away from his, gathering her hair into a make-shift bun, as she sat up. ] But you’re happy right? Because that’s all that really matters. 

[nazimfck-blog]

[ She sent him into hysterics, finding it astonishingly difficult to conclude his hearty chuckles. ] You want a cream pie? [ Naz questioned, knowing his rosy eyes were shielded by his low lids.Judging by the way she maneuvered her way from him, expanding their distance from each other— Nazim could tell his brazen tongue had inflicted some bit of pain. As her words resonated with him, his laughter sounded a bit more pitiful as he shook his head. He massaged his scruff, ruminating on all the inhumane things he has to endure due to the validity that he was sizzling under Hollywood’s hindering spotlight; lack of privacy, constant illusions of him being mentally okay as well as having failure inspire him the same manner how heavily concealed prey inspired a bald eagle. ] It’s not all that really matters, Lena. Let’s be honest. 

[skatexgilinsky]

[gdimilena]

A long broken moan left her as Milena slide slow down Zeferino’s length. Her hips bucked, grinding down on him. He always knew how to touch her just right, causing her to grind down once again because she constantly found herself craving more of him. Milena found herself at almost a loss of breath. It getting hard to hold her orgasm back. “,ake me feel so fucking good as i’m bouncing up and down.” Milena leaned forward, holding on to the headboard in front of her. “”Puñeta…Zeferenio,” She moaned breathlessly. “You’re big. Fucking so big, el tamaño perfecto. No creo que me podre cansar de esto.” Her hands gripped the headboard harshly as their skin slapped together, making her whole body jolt. Her breast bounced in the most obscene way, while she arched her back. Part of her felt as if she was getting fucked into the next century, she was working him so hard.

[nazimfck-blog]

Sweat began to trickle down his apricot skin, his bare chest intensifying with every deep stroke. His digits were at work, parting her firm ass cheeks further from each other as his cock could bask in all her warmth and wetness. Her moans were just waves inciting him, sparking periods where he would just build his speed as the friction between the two  prospered. All the curse words in the Spanish and English dictionary formulated in his mind, awaiting to be barked out yet with the time the digital clock read— he knew he’d be greeted by an agitated Naz in the morning. He bit onto his plump bottom lip, edging to his orgasm but it was a conflicting debate knowing the sensation that provoked so much euphoria within his organs would end as soon as he would feel the serene relief of letting go. His hands struck her ass, cognizant his palm would be imprinted onto her  unblemished skin. They snaked their way to her occupied hips, relishing the ride her curves took him on. Regaining his dominance, he slowed her down to ease his throbbing cock out of her— coated with her juices to inform him just how pleasurable she found these sessions they shared. “Get on your knees.” Zee’s husky voice demanded, finding no playfulness in his timbre.

[nazimfck-blog]

gdimilena:

[His words would have normally caused her to stir and get upset at him. In truth she knew that no matter how badly she ever argued with him, the unlikey outcome of him staying faithful to her and giving her any real title was not going to happen. As she layed next to him, absent mindedly tracing a random pattern on the back of his hand, she closed her own hazed hues. She willed her mind to think of anything but his words, bring forward instead memories of an earlier time in her life before she had met him. ] Maybe it just takes finding the right person. [Though she was fairly positive that she had already met the right person. ] Nah, I saw it. I saw it in your eyes, and you oozed some kind of confidence. You weren’t gonna give up.

[Naz, drugs circulating throughout his fit frame, began to scoff at Lena’s words.] I mean...you really want to be with one person for the whole rest of your life? You doubt you’ll ever get tired of them? One person...the whole entirety of your life? Don’t ever feel you’ll get tempted to go fuck someone else, Milena? I mean, you have already. Once with that other fucking guy who’s name I’ll never remember, and another time with me. So I can’t take your views on marriage seriously, baby. [His tendons realized with the familiarity of her soft skin against his, With the silence coming forth, he began to laugh with no logical reasoning chaperoning it.] Shit, sometimes I feel like giving up but it pays the bills and keeps the people around me happy. 

[gdimilena]

[ A boisterous laugh fell from her lips, though it was a mere cover up for how badly he made her heart cringe, not being able to respond to his words, her glossy eyes moved their gaze from his face towards the large blank canvas occupying space in the corner of her room, only to then place her hand on top of his, wanting to intertwine her fingers with his, chuckling at his later words. ] Really? I don’t think I’d do well in a marriage…given my past track record. I’m kinda a horrible person, when you think about it. [ Milena pushed herself up slightly so that she could turn her body around. ] I always knew you’d be something big, Nazim. You were kinda destined for it. 

[nazimfck-blog]

[ Hearing her chuckle made strains of chuckles erupt from within him. ] Like it’s..it’s funny isn’t? Like, I mean, every time I fuck some girl you want me to stop them before they unzip my pants to be like, wait baby— I kind of got a girl back home, but then I don’t. I mean like we’re together, but like I don’t like relationships not for the same reason other guys don’t like ‘em but why buy a beauteous, opulent vase you know you’ll literally like fucking dismantle to pieces, you know? But yea, Lena you know that sounds fucking ridiculous. And think if somebody was to really treat you in the manner you want and give you what you desire,  you could be faithful to them. [ He chose not to respond to her self-deprecating comments for if he exposed his authentic thoughts, he knows he’d destroy her feelings. ]  Did you really? I wouldn’t be surprised if you thought  I wouldn’t. Most didn’t, my father for one. God, he hated my guts. [ Nazim began to chortle lightly, shaking his head as he stared into the ceilings painted an off-set white. ] Hated? He still does.