your best nightmare

Ryan Yearling. Escort. rule number one: is that your gotta have fun.

[gigiandtheassassins]

[ryanxyearling]

skylar-baudin‌:

Skylar had been a social chameleon back in high school. The darling who led her soccer team to playoffs. She walked the hallway like the world was her oyster, greeted everyone by name. Back then, she had everything. The girl. A full ride to a big name university. Love and adoration of many. Soccer. And now, she had her career as a highly valued public relations agent, but no one to share her life with and a three inch scar on her knee. Control was something she desperately craved. Life had betrayed her in that regard, taking away two of her biggest loves. She liked to seek it everywhere, especially in the ‘bedroom’ so to speak. This woman was testing her patience and would likely pay dearly for it later. “I know,” Skylar answered simply, eyes flickering up and down. A mild scoff escaped. She would leave it at that. No need to talk more and give the woman an opening. Words were left unspoken during the walk. Several minutes later, she stopped in front of her cabin door. “I do not waste my time or money.” Slowly opening the door, she raised her hand as if to give her permission to enter. “Sit on the end of my bed. I will not just be buying your drink. I will be making it.”

Ryan picked up on the fact they weren’t heading toward the bar rather quickly. It seemed she’d caught this woman’s attention rather quickly and she wasn’t going to complain. Or maybe this had been the other’s intention all along and Ryan was just the first person she’d run across. One thing was for sure, she was a woman of few words and those that she did speak had an air of efficiency about them. When she walked, she actually hung a step behind, throwing looks at the corner of Skylar’s face every now and then. She carried an air of authority. And Ryan might have been a lot of mouth and sass but she was also very willing to admit that allure got her going a little. “Smart move.” She grunted as she slipped past the other. So many instructions. And Ryan considered breaking them. Even in the slightest way. Just the perturb the other. So at first she took a seat on the side of the bed, throwing an innocent look toward Skylar before she smirked and slid to the end. A long bare leg folded neatly over the other. “Keep it light on the mixer. It makes the spirits taste weaker. And what’s the point in that?”

[ryanxyearling]

maririvcra‌:

“Maybe I like being in you.  And I want to be in you again.  And again.”  She stepped in front of Ryan, walking backwards so they could continue, placing her hand one the band of her (shorts? skirt?) and pulled her a bit closer.  The younger woman was bold.  Mariana thought they were a bit alike, actually.  “I think we would be great judges for that.  Let’s go, gorgeous.”  She turned back forward, walking beside Ryan again as they walked.  

“Don’t make me think about that in public, Mariana.” Ryan said in a low tone. A huge smirk was creeping across her lips and when the other pulled her closer by the band of her shorts, she let out a short sharp sound of laughter. Ryan considered Mariana’s own trade to be similar to her own. Except she just got to touch herself and not other people.....most of the time. “I’m a bit of a model too.” She joked, looking in to the windows of shops as they wandered past. “You really must have to go through a lot of lingerie. Although a lot of clients ask to keep mine.”

[ryanxyearling]

pipcs‌:

“Well, I’ve always been an overachiever.” More like she had nothing better to do so she excelled at what she was allowed to do. But it did make her a hard worker. “You don’t have to teach by demonstration. I can just… practice. On you.” She didn’t know why she was even suggesting it. Maybe she was curious if Ryan would agree. Or maybe, somewhere inside of her, she actually wanted to try it on the other. “And you are very cocky.” They finally went and got their drinks, Piper treating Ryan, as promised.

“Well I can’t be an overachiever because I’m always at the top of my game anyway. You can’t get any better than this.” Her voice was soft and low, that very tell tale smile smeared lazily across her plump lips. “You want to practice....on me? But don’t want to receive?” She almost sounded a little shocked, her eyebrows furrowing inward. She was still think about the other’s words as she took a seat beside her, wrapping her slim fingers around her glass. “This isn’t painting by numbers, Piper. I’m not gonna hold your hand and give you tips...you’ll have to learn my body if you want to know if you’re doing a good job.”

[ryanxyearling]

elliotmillcr‌:

Elliot’s took in her appearance. Sure, she wasn’t bad looking. She looked even better when her mouth was closed; however, he didn’t get it. He preferred his men and women to look as though they hadn’t skipped a few too many meals. At least there wouldn’t be any slippage between them. “Is that what you really think I’m like,” he countered, quirking his brow a little. It was clear that she hadn’t spent enough time with him if that’s what she thought. Though, he hadn’t been around much himself so he couldn’t complain. The guy preferred roughing it in his camper and taking his weekly showers– if he was fortunate enough. “Pardon my french but fuck off,” he smiled. It was a half-smile anyway. “It’s hard getting clients when they think you’re here for the same reasons and make more money than them.”

“Yes. Yes it is.” Ryan replied with a sincere amount of weariness as she examined one of her nails, picking at it idly. She needed to cut them, she had to meet that blonde from last Tuesday at the bar later. Ryan knew that he probably wasn’t like that at all but what was the point in getting to know someone past first impressions? Ryan knew that her own first impression probably wasn’t different to her personality so why should she bother with other people? Besides, most people considered everything to be about looks. And he wasn’t her type. Too few tits. “Pardon my Swahili but get fucked, pretty boy. Wouldn’t know the struggle of getting clients either. They all think I’m some little good for nothing English rose. Which I am....and they wanna make my life so much better. Think they can make me be nice...” She scoffed. “Maybe you need to reinvent yourself.”

[ryanxyearling]

harperpalmieri‌:

“where have you been all my life and why are we waiting until right now to come up with this idea?” harper might have not hated her job, but she definitely couldn’t stand to be on the boat any longer without a break from all the tension that clung to her like yesterday’s clothes. maybe she’d get some new ones while she went out on the town, taking in the other’s energy and feeding it into her own. “good because if i had to leave you here, there might have been a chance that i wouldn’t find you ever again. this place as a way of sucking all the life out of us.” harper took the lead then, away from the boat and heading to the nearest place that would get her mind on anything else.

“because the best things come to those who wait.” ryan stated softly as she continued to look at the other, her eyes slightly lidded. she was used to being forward but she was also craving some company that got her away from this place for just a little while. even if this company seemed like she was after a fuck or alcohol. both things ryan was here for. “oh darlin’, i wouldn’t want to break your heart like that.” not that ryan even considered she had a heart to break in return and she’d been in the business of heartbreaking for some time now. “you said you wanted booze and a body, right? well you’ve got the best body possible right here so how many shots can you do?”

[ryanxyearling]

skylar-baudin‌:

Skylar had heard bits and pieces about this woman, ever so curious about the escort. It was within her nature to want to know everything – she hated walking into a situation clueless. Most days, a woman simply being hot and gay was enough. And well, the other woman was criminally gorgeous, though people had talked about her with exasperated sighs. It was easy to see why, but she liked to think she could cut down on the attitude if necessary. “Curiosity got the best of me. That was… a mistake,” Skyar stated clearly, jaw tightening. There was a slight gleam in her eyes upon witnessing the escort’s reaction, corners of her mouth twitching into a faint smirk. Oh yes, she would have fun with this one. “Naturally. Good thing I will not be hearing about them. Trust me, sweetheart.” The way her thumb stroked the other woman’s chin was meant to be a little condescending, a way of exerting control over the situation. “I know how to impress a woman and shut them up too.” Darkness swam in her eyes to go along with the words. “Now, follow me.”  Pulling her arm away, she began walking forward, not once looking back to see if she was being followed. The way she walked with surefire confidence indicated she thought she didn’t need to.

What gorgeous human being had fucked someone with the apparent emotion range of an ipod nano to create this beautiful woman? Ryan even wondered where the forced intonation of her voice came from but the younger woman was not interested in back stories. All she cared about was herself and money. Sometimes the money wasn’t even that important. “I don’t have to trust you on anything.” She breathed as her lips parted with the very slight pressure on her chin. Ryan did not bow down easily. She fulfilled what was required of her most of the time but she was always one for games. There was a reason people came back to her with exasperated sighs and later moans. “You think you know how to impress women. But you don’t know if you know how to impress me.” She bit back but her voice was much lower, her pupils considerably more blown. But she still hesitated, her eyes narrowed but then she just sighed and trailed after the other. She wanted to maintain the air of begrudging but she couldn’t waste energy right now. “This better be worth your time and money.”

[ryanxyearling]

pipcs‌:

Piper took Ryan’s wrists and moved her hands from her face. “Enthusiasm will make me want to do it until I get it right.” She smirked a little, releasing Ryan’s hands before tucking some of her own short wisps behind her ears.  “Maybe you should teach me,” she semi joked.  It was obvious Ryan was beautiful and spunky and it wasn’t like Piper didn’t think about it.  But she knew she wouldn’t go through with it.  Not with things happening with Jasper.

Ryan just kept smiling. Whether it was entirely genuine smile or not was always up for debate but she looked like she was happy in the young woman’s presence nonetheless. “Enthusiasm possibly. But then also guilt that you’re not pleasing anyone can be a very strong incentive.” Ryan said slowly before her lip slipped between her teeth. “Teach you? Oh please...you wouldn’t be able to handle my lessons. One, you wouldn’t be able to walk after and two, no one would ever feel good after me. So...”

[ryanxyearling]

anaxmadeiros‌:

Ana wasn’t sure what hurt worse the truth that was in Ryan’s words or the perception the other woman had of her. Yes she was extremely apologetic and even desperate at times to please others but there were lines she’d draw but her approach was different. Brushing at her eyes to prevent further tears from building and falling from her eyes. “I know you don’t need me to keep you safe but maybe I wanted to. Maybe I felt like it was the right thing to do. Just like you felt like threatening them or cursing was the right thing to do.” It didn’t make sense what she said, not entirely but she’d meant it. There was something in here that pushed to try and keep Ryan under control, even if she knew it were a lost cause. The more the woman spoke, the more the words cut deep and cut her down. “I’m surviving. Maybe it’s not the way you’d choose to survive but it’s the only way I know how.” Ana could leave the ship right then and there. Return home and live by her parents rules. It wouldn’t be the worst life, in fact it would probably be a fairytale to some but it wasn’t what she wanted. Where she was now, was partial necessity and desire. The more Ryan spoke. The more she pulled back every layer hidden by the smile and an obsessive need to obey, the more that Ana didn’t like what she saw of herself but that wasn’t new. Confusion, anger, and hurt all coursed through her. “What do you want me to do?” It was the first time her voice had been above a whisper during their entire conversation. “You insult me and turn your anger on me because I stopped you from doing something to get you thrown off this ship. Then you tell me I shouldn’t allow you to talk to me like this. But isn’t that what you want? You cut people with words and your actions so you don’t have to cut yourself.” She wasn’t going to cry again but she was angry and hurting. “No. I couldn’t survive being you. I never could. I couldn’t hold that much hate and bitterness and live.” Rolling her eyes in frustration with both Ryan and herself, “What’s the point of telling you to stop. You won’t. Finish what you started. Tell me how pathetic I am. I know that already but to answer your question, no I wouldn’t drop and do what they wanted but I also wouldn’t rage and treat people the way you do. Where does it get you?”

“We have very different ideas of surviving.” Ryan stated shortly, her jaw completely rigid and set. She wasn’t even really mad at Ana. She was just a whirlwind of emotion that sometimes forget when it was time to stop. Anger at everything in her life boiled down to the people closest to her and the outbursts at random prejudice strangers were probably some of her healthiest attempts at combatting the swirling mess inside her head. But Ryan would never admit there was an mess to speak of. The Ice Queen wasn’t just a frosty exterior. Ryan would believe that she was bad to the core. Because it seemed easier. Easier to hurt people so she couldn’t be pushed away again. Because her world beyond the ship would never be a fairytale. No caring family to return to. No friends to speak of that actually remained consistent and didn’t want to use her. It didn’t make her sad. It just made her....realise. “Because you fucking shouldn’t let me talk to you like this, Ana.” She retorted hotly, choosing not to linger for a moment longer on the idea that she cut people with her words so she didn’t have to turn on herself. That would be too much. She wouldn’t be able to handle it if she truly ever looked inside for a moment too long. It wasn’t one of her intentions either. “Where do what get me? Being like this? Well right here where I fucking am...” She was beginning to realise that she was losing the luster in her forcefulness. That she couldn’t formulate harsh enough words to tell Ana she was truly pathetic. It was no longer rage swirling like a wildfire. And she hated that it wasn’t. With a harsh breath out through her nose she grasped Ana by the waistband and pushed her back against the nearest wall. Hands braced themselves flat on the surface, the height difference between them noticeable to Ryan for just a moment. “Sometimes you only know how to treat people the way that you’ve been treated.” Her voice was low, her eyes dark and her features unsteady. Her fingers curled against the wall. “I guess you were raised by some real pussies, huh?” 

[ryanxyearling]

skylar-baudin‌:

Skylar’s face looked frozen in time. As the other woman continued to speak, she curled her lip in disgust as an involuntary shiver went throughout her. “I do not want to hear another word of this story,” Skylar said almost robotically. Curious eyes studied her momentarily, a series of thoughts going across her mind. Clothing size to buy her something later, perhaps. She’d keep that to herself for now. “Did she not… reciprocate? At all?” She inquired with a small grimace, pausing for a good moment before continuing. “That is… unfortunate.” No attempt to move was given as their arms became linked. “Exactly. I’m buying, so I choose. It won’t stop at the drink, either. That’s the deal.” Her face left no room for interpretation as she tilted her head to the side. “No ifs or buts.”

Ryan was not easily silenced. She didn’t like to be told what she could and couldn’t do but there was something about the dismissal of her story that caused her lips to tighten and her words to suppress themselves in her throat. She could see the way Skylar’s eyes moved across her body and she just stood....a willing subject to the eyes of anyone passing by that wished to have a truly great experience. “I thought you didn’t want to hear more of the story? But if you’re breaking your own rules then yes, she reciprocated. It was just awful.” She sighed over dramatically and looked across at the other. Her eyes widened at the deal. It didn’t sound like a bad deal but the firmness it was spoken with was....interesting. “You’ve got yourself a deal. But if I have any ifs or buts you will be hearing about them....but for now it’s a matter of me wondering if you can impress me but i don’t think you can.”

[ryanxyearling]

pipcs‌:

A loud ‘Ha’ escaped Piper’s lips. “I actually take that as a compliment. I would be honored to he terrible at it. But I think I’d be good at eating out. Cause I really want it.” A light blush touched on her cheeks as she looked forward avoiding eye contact. Piper actually thought about it a lot, how other women tasted and what they felt like. It was something she couldn’t wait to happen.

Ryan looked at the other for a long moment, a rather smug smirk spreading across her plump lips. “So you’re telling me that you think you’d be good at going down on someone because you’re enthusiastic?” And then she snorted and lifted her hands up to cup Piper’s sweet little face. “You’re telling me your little innocent ass could make someone’s legs shake? Or make someone moan so loud the entire ship can hear them? Enthusiasm will get you between someone’s thighs but....you gotta work on it.”

[ryanxyearling]

maririvcra‌:

Mariana liked Ryan.  She was fun and didn’t have much of a filter.  She appreciated when others were just as forward as she was.  Especially others that looked like Ryan.  “Or me getting into you,” she replied with a smirk.  “Yes!  I don’t need more clothes but you can never have too many.  And maybe I need more lingerie.”  Members could tend to get a bit rough and while that was fin it was getting annoying how many cute underwear she lost.

“oh please. you did plenty of getting in to me last time. i think you’d be a prude if you didn’t let me fully return the favour.” Ryan said in a surprisingly soft voice that she rarely ever mustered. Maybe it was because she knew that Mariana could probably challenge her. Or maybe it was purely because Ryan had taken a huge thrill in certain experiences in front of a camera with the older woman. “Well if we’re going to go and try on lingerie we’ll definitely need each other’s opinions. Maybe even a good judge for how well they come off...”

[ryanxyearling]

harperpalmieri‌:

“oh thank fuck, land. i am out. i am gone. i give no shits about work or anything for at least twenty four hours where i plan to do anything and anyone. you in?” she honestly didn’t care if the person next to her was going with her or not — not when she could be off the boat and on dry land. especially if all she did was find the nearest bar, drink herself stupid before finding someone to dance with and take home for the night. “now or never.”

“here’s a better idea. we both never give any shits about work or anything else ever again.” ryan proposed with a sly smirk. sometimes she wanted to be more aware of how easily she threw every to the wind. how easily she watched shit hit the fan but what was wrong in living in denial, indulgence and general neglect? for a few moments she eyed the world beyond the boat. it thrilled her. sometimes life on the boat could be so tedious. like everything was always the same. “now. definitely now.” she looped her arm through harper’s. “i’m in.”

[ryanxyearling]

maririvcra‌:

Mariana loved New Orleans. It was one of her favorite cities and part of the Wildcard appeal. She didn’t have any members needing satisfying at the moment so she made her way off the ship when it docked. Walking around, the hustle and bustle of everyone was giving her life when she recognized someone from the Wildcard and walked over. “So what trouble are we getting up to?”

Ryan would never really conform to any concept the South had of certain Belles. Heck, she couldn’t even conform to her prim and proper English roots most of the time. But since she’d started her job on the Wildcard she had certainly broadened her horizons. Sexually. Mentally. Physically. So many places where she could get in to trouble. She was observing some interesting souvenirs in a window when she heard Mariana’s voice and instantly she smirked. “Does trouble not include me getting in to you?” She teased as she reached out and squeezed the woman’s arm. “Wanna go try on outfits somewhere?”

[ryanxyearling]

pipcs‌:

Piper playfully rolled her eyes at Ryan’s arrogance, shaking her head. “You wish.” To be honest, Piper wasn’t exactly sure how the two became friends. But she enjoyed the fact that she could be her usual sarcastic self around Ryan. With a lot of people she felt like she had to be polite but Ryan wasn’t and so Piper knew she didn’t have to be either. “Well, I won’t learn. I don’t plan on ever sucking a dick. Faux or real.” The thought made her cringe slightly inside.

“Of course. I ask Santa for it every year when I’m avoiding sitting on his lap.” Ryan said with a short bark of laughter as she narrowed her eyes a little more. Piper was actually quite a sweetheart. A prude in Ryan’s eyes but there was something about the idea that...reminded Ryan of the person she had been years ago. Not that anyone would remember or believe her. “Oh honey, that’s an ambition I can respect. Besides, you’d probably suck anyway. Let’s be honest.”

[ryanxyearling]

anaxmadeiros‌:

Ana was stunned silent by the transformation in Ryan but when the woman turned on her, the only way to describe it was the calm before the storm. She saw the shift in her face. The way anger dissolved and her features turned soft once again but there was something in her eyes. Ana knew it was far from over and when the verbal attacks were leveled. “Trying to keep you out of trouble.” It was the first thing she’d said since the incident with the member unfolded. It wasn’t that she didn’t think Ryan couldn’t say what she wanted or that she had a need to control her. “What if you would have hit them. Then what? You’d be in trouble, not them.” In her mind it was a logical explanation. In her mind it was the best way to handle the situation but judging by Ryan’s reaction and the look on her face as she approached, Ana guessed she didn’t agree. She was still searching for words. Facts and details that could explain why she was the way she was. “It wasn’t to keep them safe.” She tried again. Fighting to find any explanation that would get through to Ryan but it was too late. Flinching when Ryan came closer, Ana felt it, white hot anger and hurt that burned in the tears in her eyes. She didn’t have the trust in herself to counter what Ryan said or even to argue with her. What Ryan said was how everyone say her and even approached her. Ana gladly gave in to perception, especially if it meant situations didn’t dissolve into the chaos she’d just seen moments before. Still it hurt, especially coming from someone else, she considered a friend. What hurt worse, Ana couldn’t deny it. She wiped the one stray tear that had escaped and she did the only thing she knew to do, “I’m sorry.” Wiping at her eyes once more, struggling to steady her voice before she spoke again, “I can’t do that.” Motioning towards the space where the member had been standing before they ran away, “I’m not you, Ryan.” 

Ryan didn’t take kindly to things. She was a hotheaded young woman on the best of days but when someone really managed to get on her bad side she was a force of nature. There wasn’t a bone in her body that consistently cared about things. She had no time for people’s emotions and if some prick wanted to shout obscene comments in her direction then she was going to react. She would teach anyone she could a lesson, even more so if they deserved it. She might have been an asshole but at least she wasn’t bursting at the seams with prejudice commentary. “I don’t need you to keep me safe, Ana.” She whispered. “I think it’s clear by now which one of us handles themselves better on this ship. And it’s not you.” But then she sensed the weight of Ana’s emotion and as she pulled back she spotted the tears falling from her eyes. Or tear. “One, don’t apologise because you don’t owe me anything. And two, it’s best you’re not me anyway.” For a moment there was a lingering weight in her words before she huffed and shook her head. “You couldn’t fucking handle being me. Stick to being someone that lets everyone walk all over them.” She breathed in deeply and straightened out her shirt, fixing one of the buttons. “And that includes me. You don’t need to let me fucking talk to you like this. You can tell me to stop, it doesn’t mean I will, but you don’t even try. What if I hadn’t been here and those bastards had made those comments in their direction? Would you just have dropped to your knees and sucked their dicks while telling them you were sorry that they’d hurt our feelings? I hope not.”

[ryanxyearling]

skylar-baudin‌:

Sometimes it felt as if she was babysitting her co-workers, even from a thousand miles away. Irritation seeped into her features as she read the latest e-mail thread from a friend in Human Resources. Work had been her life for the past four years – she hardly knew what to do with herself otherwise. There were distractions aplenty on the Wildcard and it was time to take advantage. Skylar took a pause upon seeing the other woman, curious eyes studying her intensely. Furrowing her eyebrows in mild confusion, she tried to wrap her mind around the described scenario. “What,” she mouthed out, horror etched on her features. “You couldn’t pay me enough money in the world to suck a dick, even a silicone one. Your poor jaw.” A snort escaped her, though her curiosity was definitely piqued. “I choose the drink.”

The pure horror that slipped across the other’s woman’s face made Ryan’s expression change instantly. And suddenly it was almost like there had never been a shred of annoyance within her as she took a step closer to Skylar. “It’s a good job that I’m the one that gets paid the money then, sweetheart.” She practically cooed but soon took another angle and pouted, rubbing her jaw. “But you’re right, this is why I only fuck women, so I don’t have to always suck plastic dick. Wouldn’t be so bad if she’d at least finished me off with it and now I’m just all high and dry....without the dry. Or the high really. Just unsatisfied and wet. Sad.” She popped a charming smile again and then hooked her arm through the other’s. “I choose a drink too. You make great choices.”