We're all just wandering

Multi muse blog Closed for 1x1

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He had the audacity to traipse through the halls with the red haired bitch that looked to be on a three day drinking bender. She was sloppy and dressed like a prostitute from the 80s. It was disgraceful to say the least. She couldn’t believe he had the nerve to walk her down the hall to his room, discarding his clothes along the way. Elena’s blood boiled in her veins. She hated how he seemed so completely and totally unaffected by the things she did to spite him, while she was undeniably effected by the things he did to her in return. She wanted to walk past them, act like the sight of him kissing someone else didn’t make her heart drop to her stomach, but when that bitch brushed her arm, Elena could no longer deny that they were there. In one swift motion, her arm reached out, fingers curling around the girl’s hair and snatching her backwards. The quickness of her actions landed the sloshed girl on her ass, cursing as Elena started to drag her down the hall towards the front door. She didn’t say a word as the girl kicked and shouted insults her way. She was blinded by anger to the point she wasn’t sure she could speak if she tried. Once the redhead was pushed out of the house and the door slammed in her face, Elena whipped around on her heels to face Niko. “How dare you bring that into this house,” she spoke thickly, moving down the hall with long strides. “Do you really think you’ll find anyone better than me?” she asked with a humorless laugh, shoving at his chest. “Do you think she could fuck better than me? No one can fuck you like I can.”

It had been a long game of blindsiding and fucking. Every night she would come around with someone new on her arm and deep down Niko would boil at the thought of it. It was his only game to retaliate and from the start of it, it came with stealing dates --- and by the end it was the tight redhead he’d brought home that moaned his name all the way down the hallway, echoing against the walls. He knew it would set her off -- he just wished he could have benefitted in other ways instead of having to watch the nameless girl get dragged down the hall by her hair --- tossed out like the garbage. He also wished it didn’t lead to Elena standing before him, shoving at him in anger as if he’d offended her by thinking anyone else would be worth his time. The truth was, Niko was well aware of how capable she was, but the anger in her eyes sparked something else in him that prompted him only to say, “Oh, I don’t know ---- I feel like it’s been a while.”

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A whimpered fuck fell from her lips as his fingers curled harder against her walls. “Fucking– Fuck, Oliver,” she nearly laughed, consumed by bliss. Her head dropped back when his lips left hers. “Prove it,” she repeated, her tone uncertain. Her head was foggy from the movement of his hand between her thighs. It didn’t take long for her cum all over his fingers. Her breathing was heavy when her orgasm fizzled. A low groan fell from her lips as her eyes peeled opened to look at Oliver. “Take me back to your place,” she mumbled, looking up at him with big eyes and a pout. 

Every vibration within her sent an intoxicating chill against his skin, the small curses, the tightening around his hand -- he knew it was coming and the wetness to follow against his fingers drew point. Slipping them out of her, he grinned, bringing them to his lips as if to savor the taste he’d missed on in the moment. “Oh yeah? What? Did I make you forget about your date already?”

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His arms wrapped around her body, immediately noticing a difference. “I’ve missed you too,” he spoke in a confused tone, pulling back to look down at her. The bump pressed against his stomach was undeniable. He pulled back more, still in disbelief, glancing down to see Keiko’s belly. Without another word, he dropped to his knees, wrapping his arms around her legs to press soft kisses all over her clothed stomach. “Baby. Baby, baby, baby, baby,” he mumbled, getting to his feet once more to cup her face and press his lips to hers. He held her in place for a long time, not wanting to let the moment pass. “How long– Why– You’re pregnant,” he said in a breathless laugh, lips puffy from the kiss. 

When he fell to his knees --- Keiko longed to pick him up, not ready for them to part yet but his reaction was near satisfying, tears forming in her eyes as she nodded nonstop until his lips were pressed to hers. The desperation was there, her fingers pulling on the fabric of his clothes to keep his body close to hers, ignoring the sniffles her nose gave out from the tears of joy that he was home --- for real this time. For that moment, nothing else mattered, Tyler and Niko were visions of some other time and the crowd that watched their joyous reunion went ignored. “I --- “ she let out the word in a breath, nodding again. “I found out when you left, about six months now.” The tears had broken free from her eyes, trickling down her cheeks, “I wanted to wait until you came home to tell you I ---- “ She pulled him closer again. “Drew you’re going to be a father.”

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He stood there a moment longer, enjoying the feeling of her lips against his. It had been over a year since he’d been kissed like this. Kissed like he was wanted, needed, craved. He mumbled at her words, pulling back just long enough to start up the stairs, gaining his bearings so he wouldn’t send them tumbling towards the ground. He stopped at the top of the stairs, breathing heavy against her lips as he continued to kiss her. “Which–” he laughed softly, “which door?” he smiled against her lips, pulling back to look up at her. 

An arm shifted away from him to grasp at the nearest doorknob, her body resting against it’s frame so that she could wait for him to open it with her key in his hand. She knew, upon entrance, there would be the dining room table right to the left of where the door opened to. Without waiting for him to change his mind or pull back again Cat pressed her lips back to his again, only separating from them to trace along his jawline again not stressing over the small growth of stubble that had formed during the day, or the alcohol taste of his lips. “You’re coming in, right?” she teased him, pressing another kiss to his mouth.

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The flight felt like it had lasted for days. All he could remember about their trip was being cold and always carrying the scent of blood with them. He couldn’t wait to get back to the states, to be back with Keiko, back in his room, back in his bed. He’d dosed off for about half an hour before the plane started its decent. He was busy rubbing his eyes, trying to remember where he was as the pilot began to announce that they had landed. With a yawn and heavy feet, Drew followed behind his brother as they made their way through the airport. Despite being gone for so long, the pair only had carry-ons, so stopping by baggage claim wasn’t necessary. Tyler came into view first, his niece Lily perched on her hip, waving at his brother, her father. Keiko was standing behind the brunette, a smile spreading across his lips at the sight of her. “Hey, baby,” he breathed dropping his bag to his feet to wrap his arms around his girl, just waiting for her to step out from behind Tyler. 

His words spoke a sonnet to her ears, her heart pounding even harder as she gripped the fabric that hung loosely over her swollen belly, silent words speaking to the baby, ‘do you hear that? that’s your dad’ but her smile grew as if the connection between her and the unborn made it clear, it would be okay, maybe not immediately, but it would be okay. With one swift movement, Keiko pulled herself away from Tyler, wrapping Drew in her arms, her head buried in the crook of his neck. “I’ve missed you ------- “ she started, pulling away just a second to look at him. “I’m so glad that you’re home, Drew.” Still, she didn’t let him go, afraid that once he realized the truth that this would be the last time she would hear from him ever again. 

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Blood red fabric made up the dress that exposed her shoulders, but had sleeves down to her wrists. The skirt was heavy on her hips since it had bones to keep its form. Gold dripped from her ears and circled her neck, while gold pin accented her dark curls. She stood surrounded by her ladies, only half listening as one spoke of something she thought was interesting. It wasn’t. Her eyes were focused on her knight as he stayed on the other side of the room, making small talk with someone she didn’t care to know. Anger still bubbled in her stomach, making her fingers twitch with intent that she couldn’t carry through with.

She hadn’t realized her husbands presents until his arm circled around her waist. Her eyes finally dropped from her knight but not before she noticed him looking her way, no doubt watching as the king kissed her temple. “Something dramatic? Are we going to witness a murder so just some knife juggler?” she asked with a hint of a smile. “I’m sure if my behavior is unsatisfactory the kingdom will have no issue in replacing me,” she continued, her smile turning sickeningly sweet. “Did you enjoy your afternoon? Catch up with all your servant girls? I hope they took great care of you.” Her tone was jealous, but if called out on it, she’d excuse it as simply venom as result of her anger from the entire day.

He watched her, listened to her, allowed the jump in her words to show a shred of jealousy before speaking up again. They had parted on intriguing terms, left them with nothing more but the public image of smiles and new marriage. They were intended to be cordial and kind but Nikolas was not a fool, no, he was far from it and caught a glimpse of the way she looked across the room. It tempted him to say something, ask if he offered something that he could not but he knew the answer and didn’t care to hear it. “You never know. “ he stated pointedly, “All kinds of things happen in court when we are all forced together.” It was the moment his gaze finally trailed through the small sea of people that Niko pressed a kiss to her temple again, making sure to keep view of the knight with a coy, almost challenging grin before he guided his wife, his queen away from her ladies. “I did, actually. There was a lot of work to be done.” refusing to acknowledge the comment on his servant girls, he instead turned attention back to a small group of elderly people, one being the former Queen herself, “Unfortunately you will have to wear your best play face, we have a lot of mingling to do but perhaps you’ll let me steal you away for a while once it’s done?”

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She stood there, two hearts racing, her hand placed cautiously on her swollen belly.  It had been five long months since she had seen him, five long months since she left him at the airport, and now she stood in the middle of a crowd, huddled behind Ty as they waited impatiently for the Petran men to depart from the plane flying in from New York, after flying out of Russia. It took a moment, a long dramatic pause for the pair of familiar faces to be seen through the crowd with the older, his usual stoic expression and the younger, god he still made her heart pound in her chest. Ty had waved them over, her excitement obvious as stress began to build in Keiko’s heart. They were terrified, the little baby growing inside of her making sure everything was about to change, and she couldn’t decide on what to do, or what Drew would want, if he would even want her once he saw what they had done. Still ---- when she saw him, her face shifted into a shy smile, though not quite stepping out from behind Tyler. @s-muses

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The bar was busy, people yelling at her for drinks, others asking for her number after they’d had one too many. It was annoying, really, but Shay had grown used to it and found better ways to dissociate and when that failed, she’d always had a little bit of assistance in the process when it came to making the beer boil in their throats for a hot second, or simply turn to ice. That was her fun, and release. It didn’t make for much ease at the sound of a bottle crashing in the corner of her bar, however - bringing her attention away from the tap for just long enough to see commotion starting in the far way. “Ah... fuck.” with a grumble, the witch - with her fingers itching in their power moved towards the other end of the bar to spot a spat starting at one of the tables. While of course there were bouncers around to deal with this sort of thing, she’d done a better job anyway, especially when her magic made a glass fly off the table beside the problem whacking one of the aggressors in the head. “There a problem there, boys?” @s-muses

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It was a quiet night spent in his office prepping for the new semester. With hours spent with his eyes bleeding at the computer screen, the carpal tunnel aching in his wrists. It was a sad way to end the late hour, a cup of hot tea, the  television playing somewhere in the background. Ready to fall asleep in his regular position on the couch he moved to shut the shades to see the light on just across the small alley between him and the townhouse next to him. Not meaning to peak, he spotted the young woman he’d come to know only briefly stripping down, a look that caught his attention even though it shouldn’t have. @s-muses

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He was rushing, as per usual. Between paperwork and the meeting that he’d been planning since what felt like the dawn of time he was slightly overwhelmed. It was fine he’d remind himself but still if it wasn’t for the caffeine high he got in the meantime there was no way he would make it through the morning. That is --- until all of the bad luck in the world came crashing around in the form of a spilled coffee cup, hot liquid all over his pants. “Fuck ---- “ he cursed at himself before raising his voice, hoping that there was some hope, “Kendall!” he called out, “Kendall can you come in here please?” @s-muses

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It was close to the end of her shift when a table full of cops were seated in her section. With a heavy sigh, she forced a smile and walked over with a pot of coffee in hand. “Hello, hello. What can I get you guys this evening?” she asked as she started to fill up their cups. Her hand went to her hip as she listened to the orders they were rattling off. 

Nolan had become a regular at the diner, often coming in with his partner at the end of a long shift,  but tonight a group of them had opted to go together, leaving them at the round table where the waitress had caught his eye. “Hey uh... “ he glanced down at the coffee she was pouring and the back up to her with a kind smile, “I was thinking just a burger and fries for me, thanks.”

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It was in the middle of their first week of classes, a Wednesday night, and her roommate thought it was the perfect time to go to a frat party on campus. For the life of her, she couldn’t figure out what the draw was to getting plastered when having class the next day. But, after much convincing, Lennox gave in. She was dressed in skin tight black fabric that covered about the same amount of skin a t-shirt did. Nude heels covered her feet and her dark locks fell over her shoulders. She stood in the corner, sipping on water as she watched the party around her. Her roommate had found a guy to suck face with, leaving her with no one to talk to. 

He’d been playing a decent set with the band and was able to spend the rest of the evening mingling with the crowd of frat guys that he’d been a member of. His gaze scanned through the group of party goers, some still dancing to the music that the DJ started playing once the band was done, looking for something fresh to get close to even if just for the night. From the opposite side of the room he caught a glimpse of someone new for sure, a beauty in a skin tight dress and he was quick to approach, two beers in hand. “Hey --- you standing here all on your own tonight? Doesn’t sound like much fun.”

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Jessy was three rounds into beer pong when he walked in, catching her attention from across the room. When his eyes met hers, she mouthed a single sentence, I have no gag reflex, punctuated with a smirk. It was enough for the two to find their way upstairs in someone’s bedroom. Her hands were traveling under his shirt as she had him back against the door he’d just closed. She felt her way down to the zipper on his jeans, undoing it before dragging the waistband down around his thighs. Not a word had been spoken between the two as she got to her knees, lips pressing to his hips as she went to make good on her words. 

Her mouth spoke something golden, and like he was in a trance, Eli followed the stranger up the stairs and before he knew it - his back was against the door that had been shut behind him, pants around his ankles. He’d had plenty to drink, plenty to not reflect upon, but the girl that propped on her knees was something he’d not like to forget. It was with one kiss that blood flowed to the tip of his dick, welcoming her lips as his hands brushed into her hair to guide her exactly where he wanted her mouth to go.

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Their latest breakup had been able as public as it could get, so it was no surprise when twitter began to swarm with rumors about the split. Taylor didn’t do anything to help the situation, but rather added fuel to the fire, posting vague tweets that she allowed to be interpreted however the world decided to. Her stomach jumped when she saw him, an affect he’d had on her from day one and still hadn’t faded. He was mad, she could tell, even from across the room, but to her delight he began to cross it, heading in her direction. “I’m not allowed to attend parties anymore?”

He huffed at her, as if she had another  goal in her life besides make his a pain in the ass. “I don’t know, Taylor. Do you think you can stop talking so much shit on social media?” he fired back, glowering at her. It was true, there was a piece of her that made him want to throw up and then the rest made his heart skip a few beats, usually leaving him out of breath. “I saw all that stuff on twitter, it’s like you love just egging on the fans huh? Why?”

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A smile formed on her lips as he deepened the kiss, allowing her to slip her tongue through parted lips. She could have done this for hours, days even if he would have let her, but they were always moving on to bigger and better things, so she enjoyed the moments she was given. The blonde gave a nod, loose curls flopping around her shoulders as she answered his question. “We do, do we?” she questioned, one eyebrow raising as a grin formed on her lips. “I hope our first order of business is getting food, because I’m starving,” she explained as she leaned down to press another kiss to his lips. “Did you miss me?”

Ugh did he miss her. She was the air to his breath and sometimes he forgot until they were apart. Having found each other in the darkest timeline, Jax was best with her  by his side and together again, it was like his soul was complete --- and it had only been a day of separation. It was a wonder how he survived without her all this time. “Food? Yes please, I happen to have uh...” exposing his pocket, he showed her the wad of hundreds. “So how about we go buy you something gorgeous and go somewhere really expensive, hm?”

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She remembered every time she’d seen him. From elevators rides to catching glimpses of him getting his mail, it’s like her eyes were always drawn to him if he was present. She saw him in her dreams, dreams that left her breathless and a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead. His name was Diego. She’d moaned it in her dreams, but had only had the opportunity to speak it out loud once. 

A look from him made her feel more than her husband had in three years of marriage. She couldn’t explain the draw or how her thoughts always seemed to wander to the man she’d barely shared three words with, but it was there and ever so present. Gia felt like she knew him, felt like she’d know if he was in pain or troubled. It was ridiculous, she knew that, but that didn’t stop her from feeling the way she did for a complete stranger. 

It was pouring down rain outside, having soaked her from head to toe. Her white blouse was nearly transparent, her hair slicking to the back of her neck, and her feet squishing in her pointed toe heels. All she wanted to do was go home and take a nice long bath. “Hold the door!” she pleaded as she started to rush across the lobby, not wanting to be stuck trudging up the stairs. “Thank you,” she smiled, huffing out a sigh. A soft laugh fell from her lips as she raked her fingers though her wet hair. “That would fit with the theme of the day, it seems,” she sighed. “I’m glad you saw me. You’re my savior for the day.”

He swallowed hard as a  buzz fell from his lips. There she was again, Gia, the woman that had stolen his thoughts, his dreams and every waking breath. It was troubling for him, but still he couldn’t help but be awestruck as she looked at him, with thanks in her eyes and he wondered if she felt it too, whatever he did. “Oh yeah, no problem.” He kept the charming smile and let out a heavy breath as he pushed the button for their respective floors even if his gaze was drawn solely to the sopping wet mess that was the woman in front of him and how her shirt clung  to ever inch of her body making the curves more noticeable than ever.  He’d stepped to the left to avoid having his foot soaking in a puddle left by her but found himself close to her body, her shirt brushing up against his and it was a memory of a dream from the night before that flashed in his mind - it made him turn to face her with an apologetic look in her eye. “I’m sorry.” he apologized, not sure what he was thinking, having dreams about a married woman, having feelings for her even though they’d barely even spoken, or worse, having a near hard on just by the close proximity.  Still, he was drawn to her, every single inch of her like his body knew hers more than it even knew itself. It screamed for him to touch her, to feel her skin underneath his fingers and for a brief moment, he caved under the pressure, his hand grasping lightly onto her forearm and the feeling..... god the feeling was like ecstasy taken after a long day.  He was so focused on what was going on in his head, he didn’t realize that he was edging closer to her, just enough to feel her breath against his skin.

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Taylor stood at the small round table, surrounded by hot bodies and people who called themselves her friends. A skin tight, deep v-cut black dress hugged her shapely frame as blonde hair fell over her shoulders in waves. She sipped on her drink, eyes searching for a certain someone she was sure would make an appearance. The conversation being had wasn’t entertaining enough to keep her attention, not when she was hoping from someone else to steal it away. 

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He’d heard the rumors spreading throughout social media, the drama basically shooting through the networks like wildfire and they were enough to make Issac want to spend his days in his penthouse but instead he was dragged out to a party at his usual club. It was as soon as he entered, however, that he caught the glympse of all his stressors as of late. “You’ve got to be kidding.” he sighed, daring himself to approach her and for a second opting not to before finally giving in. “What are you doing here Taylor?”