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jfccharlottepackham‌:

“No, not too much to ask for I guess, it’s just a bit strange.” Charlotte shrugged, holding onto the hug for a second longer before she let go and sat down on the sofa next to her. “I’m doing okay, pushing through everything. The office is crazy busy at the moment because their big Christmas event is a week yesterday so everyone is in full planning mode. Luckily I thrive under a challenge so every time they change their minds on who they want on the guest-list or what drinks they want to serve and I have to call the venue to get yelled at I find it easy enough to just yell back. How’s work going for you?”

“Well i’m sorry for being strange” she quickly brushed off her sisters comment, and pulled her feet under her on the couch and looked over at charlotte. “well at least you’re keeping busy, i’m sure planning something like that is a lot of fun also.” she shrugged, leaning against the couch. “work is good, busy as always. but that’s how i like it.”

jfccharlottepackham‌:

“What is it with you and Mila wanting to socialize all of a sudden? She just turned up at my apartment out of nowhere the other day, now you’re texting me saying I should come over, it’s weird.” The good news was this was a friday night, since she could no longer go out drinking with friends she’d had no reason to say no to the invitation from Blair. Actually it seemed like a more attractive prospect than staying in on her own, so reluctantly she’d gone over wrapped in a large Burberry trench coat to cover herself entirely. “Hey, you alright?” The girl asked her twin sister as she wrapped her arms around her, giving her a quick squeeze before shrugging the coat off and sitting on the sofa. After all, it was only the two of them there, no one else could see her.

“I don’t know?” she shrugged “i just wanted to spend some time with my sister, is that too much to ask for?” Blair tilted her head to the side as she watched her sister move closer to her. She hugged her before pulling back, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “yeah, i’m okay.” she nodded, trying to give her a smile “how are you doing?”

Blair knew she needed to have this sit down with Charlotte. She was genuinely concerned for not only her health but for the baby’s health as well. She knew that her sisters job required her to look a certain way, it always had. She supported her one hundred percent most of the time, but now she couldn’t do that. She had asked her sister to come over, not really telling her the full reasoning but she knew she would come anyway. Blair sat on the couch, fidling with her fingers when she heard a knock on the door “come in” she called out, seeing that all too similar face walk in. “Hey twinie” she cheered as she stood up, hugging her sister.

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futureclapton‌:

“Interrogate me? Oh detective you’ll never make me talk!” he grinned between kisses. “Moan, maybe. Cry out your name, definitely,” Brenton continued, pressing another kiss to her lips each time. “As for recording us, that hadn’t crossed my mind, kinky girl…” he smiled, looking into her eyes as his hand moved up her body, fingers grazing her jaw. “…but I like it. Might have to record us before then. Maybe a little video or something…” promised the man, grinding himself against her as their bodies clenched together. “I’m hoping so, baby girl. Cause I like having the girl I’m dating being so… needy… for me…” His hand closed lightly around her throat as he guided their lips together again, and again, and again. What a wonderful morning.

“You’d be surprised what i’m able to do” she couldn’t help but laugh “oh, i’d love to hear you cry out my name” a smile on her lips each time that he kissed her “you said recording so i automatically thought about recording us.” she shrugged “i wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. as long as it stayed between us, all i’d need is for someone to get a hold of that.” she groaned, feeling himself grind against her “i promise i’ll be needing you more often then you’ll need me.” that wasn’t false, she hadn’t craved somebody so much in her life. Feeling his hand against her throat she moved into his lips, loving every second of this morning.

futureclapton‌:

“Oh I’m more than happy to end up in your bed whenever. I can see the text now. ‘Busted a drug gang. Feeling amazing. Meet me at my place to celebrate’. I’ll know what that means…” he grinned, groaning as she bit his earlobe. He’d happily make her bed squeak and her mew anytime and any place. “Or… at your work, in my recording studio, wherever… I don’t think I care…” He looked down and nodded, hands already working the shirt up her back and over her head to throw it aside. “We’ve been apart long enough,” he hummed, pressing their bodies together completely now. “Imagine if you didn’t ask me to show you a good time… I’d never of touched your legs and we’d never of left together that night…” he nodded agreement. “Now look at us… unable to get a billy club in between us,” grinned Brenton.

She laughed at his words “don’t worry, i’m sure you’ll be getting many texts like that.” she said proudly “i’d love to sneak you into an interrogation room and have my way with you. oh recording studio, you going to record us while we’re there?” Blair teased, biting down on her bottom lip after the shirt was removed. Her arms wrapped around his body, the heat from their bodies radiating together. “i’m happy with the outcome.” she mused before pressing her lips to his, kissing him slowly “you’re going to be the death of me...”

futureclapton‌:

He nodded, relishing the feeling of her pulling him tighter against her. Even as he found himself suddenly hating his shirt and the barrier it put between her skin and his own. Still, he kissed her back tenderly. “We’re dating. Each other, only…” he added for clarification. “The only rule is that no matter what, this is the bed we end up in when it’s over… and only with each other. Our baby steps,” Brenton smiled, humming with pleasure at the feeling of her lips tracking along his pronounced jaw. “I want to try as well. I mean, I have to this point…” he said, looking back down into her eyes. “You’re well worth waiting for.”

“Deal” she whispered as she nodded slowly “what about my bed? are we allowed to end up there?” she asked with a smirk “i don’t think i’ll be able to find anyone else if i wanted to. now you on the other hand, superstar...” she teased, running her fingertips along his side “you’re good with your words. you make me feel like putty. it’s insane” she laughed “do you know how easily we could have not crossed paths, i almost didn’t show up to that party. it would be a damn shame because i wouldn’t know you...every inch of you.” she whispered into his ear before biting down on his earlobe.

futureclapton‌:

He let out a soft sigh, glad he’d put off the plans to just ravish her… for now. His fingers stayed in her hair, the other sliding down under the shirt she wore to cup her bare rear end just the same. He easily flipped them over so she was on her back and he atop her now. “We are… special…” he said, thinking for a moment. “And frankly, I’m glad you’re not over it. It would be really cold here without you…” His nose brushed against hers and he stole another kiss, wrapping her legs around his waist. “So we take it slow. But we take it… together?” Brenton offered carefully, doing his best in the state he was in to remain as neutral as possible when talking about something that was more than just them hooking up. “Maybe… maybe first we admit to each other that we’re dating. Exclusively. No big deal, no one is getting married or laying heavy expectations or calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend. Just… a first step for us?”

A loud giggle left her lips when he flipped her over, she looked up at him and smiled widely. “It would be really cold wouldn’t it?” she allowed his lips to work against hers, her legs tightened around him, her arms around his neck to bring him as close as possible “so...we’re dating?” she said softly as she played with his hair “these steps that we take together, might be slow and scary for me.” she admitted “but if you’re willing to be patient with me, i want to try.” her eyes flickered up to look at his before pressing her lips to his jaw.

futureclapton‌:

“Mmm, you asked for it, baby girl,” Brenton smiled, lips nipping at her earlobe. She would be in so much trouble, and with the way she was moving on his lap (it was still morning when it came to the twenty year old’s body), he knew they’d soon both be in trouble - as well as very much out of breath and panting - the moment he got started. Because once Brenton started painting the pictures with his words, they couldn’t resist the temptation of tearing into each other. His fingers slid up her back and into her hair, tugging slightly to guide her mouth to his once more. It was a few long kisses before he spoke again. “I understand… being with a cop I can see as being both nerve wrecking… wondering if they’ll come back home to you that night… and rewarding as you would be so proud of them.” Fingers caressed the nape of her neck. “I guess we’re both a little special… and sounds like special to each other, as well,” he admitted. He shouldn’t, because of her saying that her job would always come first. He knew his did as well, he could be asked to go and tour at any time or get involved with a nine week run on some Broadway musical. Still… Brenton had found it nice to have someone to spend these off hours with. She’d inspired a few new songs, to say the least. He did notice that the sentiment wasn’t returned, which did put a bit of a bug in his mind, but he tried not to dwell on that too much.

Blair loved the little nicknames that he gave her, it only added to the intensity. Her hips continued before she felt him directing her to his lips, a soft moan escaping her lips as she kissed him deeply. It scared her how much she wanted him, craved him. She had tried to convince herself that this was just a fling but she was smarter than that. Hearing his words, she tilted her head and looked at him, admiring his features, a small smile on her lips “i guess we are pretty special to each other.” she whispered as she pressed a few kisses to his chest and then neck “i told myself this was stupid, me being with someone so much younger than me. we’d hook up a few times and i’d be over it.” she shrugged “i’m not over it but i also don’t know what to do next...”

futureclapton‌:

Now this is what Brenton found himself really liking about Blair. She was a cool cop, a detective even, making her way in a distinctly man’s world of her own accord. That garnered her his respect. But here, when they were together, she was demure, almost shy and submissive and their private life was made all that more hot just by her being her. And he really liked it about her. “I don’t know if you can handle that, detective… my sinful ways could get both of us in trouble,” the younger man grinned devilishly. Fingers slid along her back as she moved closer and pressed against him, Brenton shifting her so she straddled his lap. She felt so good like this. “Girls? That’s hot.” Rather open minded, he didn’t think too much about it, but rolled with the events of Blair’s life. “I’m guessing you haven’t made time for a boyfriend in a few years,” he surprised, kissing the tip of her chin. “Which makes me being here… time and again… a rather special thing.” He nuzzled and pushed his nose into her cheek, enjoying the almost playful intimacy they were sharing. “I haven’t been with anyone in a while… not counting last night, or the past few weeks. But no one but you,” he volunteered.

“I think you’d be surprised at what i can handle...” she whispered “i wouldn’t mind getting into a little trouble with you” she teased as she straddled him, grinding into him teasingly “yeah, well they were pretty hot” she laughed, her hands rested against his chest “no, i haven’t. don’t really have the time and not many guys understand that my job comes first, it always will.” she shrugged, she hadn’t exactly brought that up to Brenton but then again that conversation never arose “i like keeping you around for some reason” a smile prominent on her lips she loved cuddling up to him, she felt so small next to him and she loved that. “well i must be pretty special then, huh?”

futureclapton‌:

“Was that too obvious? I can be clearer if I need be, but I think you’ll end up blushing…” smiled Brenton, leaning closer and kissing along her jaw to her neck. He tasted the warm salty skin right under her ear and let out a soft moan of delight. He’d had no problem with language, dirty talk or communication when ti came to her. She was older, and he knew she knew what she wanted. From life, and from someone she was with. He’d found himself growing rather attached to her, even if part of him knew he shouldn’t. Still, he dared to ponder what more they could be to each other. “True…” he said, leaning back so he could look in her eyes. “I mean, maybe I’m just… weird. I’m sure you have boyfriends all the time. Or girlfriends, whatever works there…” he shrugged with a smile.

Blair bit down on her bottom lip “i’d love to hear what you have to say...” she whispered, letting her eyes close for a moment as his lips moved down on her skin. She giggled hearing his moan and she wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his hair. Just looking at him made chills go down her spine, she wanted him, she couldn’t get enough of him. She shook her head at his words “no, the last time i had a boyfriend was about two years ago. i’ve never had a girlfriend although i’ve hooked up with a few girls in my life.” she shrugged “what about you, i’m sure you have a new girlfriend often.”

futureclapton‌:

“Hmm…” he smiled as she moved closer. His fingers slid along her cheek, the tips touching her lips as he inhaled the very breath Blair breathed out. “I like glasses… messy hair… you wearing my shirt and wearing nothing…” Brenton said quietly, humming in delight to the kiss she gave him. “I didn’t know that I actually snored,” he admitted, nuzzling his temple against hers, their faces close. “It’s been a long time since anyone was in a position to tell me.”

Her grin widened as she felt his fingertips on her skin “of course you like me wearing nothing” she laughed, letting her lips linger against his longer. She wasn’t one to be interested in anyone, she didn’t have time for a romantic life but for some reason there was something about him that she liked. At first she beat herself up for being with someone younger than herself but when she was with him it didn’t feel like that, he made her feel things she hadn’t felt in so long. “is that so?” she asked interested “i don’t mind the snoring.”

futureclapton‌:

“I can only hope they enjoy their free day as much as I will, then,” he smiled, watching her pull the sheet up over his legs. Darn, he was going to go for it up to that point, but figured it could wait for a moment. He still continued to caress her skin under the sheet. “You do… even with your glasses on and messy hair. You look good in my shirt…” he said, glancing down to what she was wearing before he leaned up and pressed his lips to hers. “I don’t know, I think I was snoring and drooling, is that beautiful?” grinned Brenton.

“Oh i doubt they enjoy it as much as you do.” she smirked before setting the cup down on the night stand “oh so you’re into the glasses and messy hair?” she asked as she shook her hair, laughing quietly “i like wearing your shirt” she whispered before pressing her lips to his, moving closer to him before giggling again “there was a little snoring, but the sound was actually a little soothing.” she shrugged “so yeah, i’d say that was beautiful.”

futureclapton‌:

Slowly his eyes parted, mostly from the shift of weight on the bed. Brenton was rewarded for the extraordinary effort with the cutest view of Blair’s bare rear end, only to grunt ever so softly and fall back to sleep when it was covered. The next thing he knew, the smell of coffee was catching his senses and the bed shifted again. This time his eyes opened to find a girl in his bed, and it brought a smile to his face. “All day, detective? Oh my, how will the criminals of New York rejoice?” smiled the young man, shifting under the sheet and letting a hand fall to her thigh. Fingers rubbed along her tanned skin gently. “Though I will rejoice and probably use your handcuffs to keep you right here until the night then,” he promised with a grin, finally pushing himself up one one elbow. “How do you look so damn beautiful in the morning?”

Blair nodded “all day” she whispered “they’ve got the day to have their fun, tomorrow it’s back to Rikers for most of them.” she laughed before taking a drink, relaxing under his touch “i’m not against you keeping me here” she smirked, pulling the sheet over her legs “i don’t” she blushed “how do you look so beautiful laying there asleep?”

The past few weeks had been nothing shy of interesting, who could have known that going to a party would have started this. She had always been an early riser, the moment the sun peaked over the horizion she was up. The brunette’s hair was a mess as she slipped out of bed and shoved her glasses on, making her way to the kitchen in just a t-shirt. She started a pot of coffee and poured two cups before making her way back to the bedroom. “Wake up sleepy head.” she mumbled as she set the cup on the nightstand and climbed into the bed with a smile on her face. “So i may or may not have taken the day off...”

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thepaigezane‌:

When Paige finally realised who was standing in front of her, a little grin appeared on her face, despite the pretty annoying situation she was in right now. “It really is a shame that you have switched those shorts for long trousers again..”, the blonde joked before eventually becoming more serious again, “Would be great if you could call anyone though, my phone died as well..”

Blair shook her head, eyes rolling slightly “waiting for you to make a comment” she teased “promise if i were going out i wouldn’t have these on.” she said “yeah, i can give them a call.” she nodded “do you wanna ride? we can go grab a drink while we wait for a tow truck” she suggested as she turned halfway towards her car.

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