#brokenblondeprincess

[kit-just-kit]

(*continued from here for @brokenblondeprincess​ *)

He wasn't trying to gaslight her. He hoped to point out that her worrying wasn't matching their initial deal - the way to operated as a couple. Because they never were meant to be an actual item. Both too focused on their own survival.

Now after Kit broke down into openly stating the fact - El exhaled once more. Now stupefied by the reality this motel was bringing. It wasn't a singular survival anymore. "Coffee is getting cold." He took one of the cups to hand it over to her. He was clearly stalling, searching for better words. "You think it would be better if we moved and I found less dangerous job for the time being?" He could do that. They could stay somewhere even further away for a month. He was strong, knew how to fix a car. He could take care of Kit. But neither of them was ready to hear him speak out the last thought out loud.

After taking the cup and her posture somewhat relaxing, she sighed. “It’s not the job. The job is okay, I know you can take care of yourself but.......if they found us El.......”. She didn’t need to elucidate on the ‘they’, the both of them were well enough aware of the people who were looking for them and how dangerous they were.

“....and when I don’t hear from you for hours and I’m stuck in this horrid, filthy shithole, my mind wanders, I start imagining all sorts.....”. Good God, she sounder like some nagging fishwife, just like her actual husband often used to term her. No doubt Jasper was having a good laugh at her expense from his spot amidst the other dead rapists, murderers and molesters. Eternal damnation really was the ultimate karmic retribution.

“I just......was worried” she repeated.

[heartxshaped-bruises]

✧･ﾟ @brokenblondeprincess​  in response to this...

        This place wasn’t Abel’s preferred location for this kind of affairs. There were at least 20 more suitable ones he could’ve offered Billy on a silver platter, but there was no use in wasting his breath. Particularly since Billy didn’t give a damn about any advice from him. Good. Abel, in return, didn’t feel the hint of a desire to help the bastard in any way. Billy O’Donoghue circled him and the other man like a vulture, blue eyes gleaming with interest and... entertainment about the scene. Abel snorted internally. Sadists never made good leaders and Billy’s father knew that just as well as everyone else. Keith Ellis had been nothing but a face to Abel. He took care of important things for the O’Donoghues and that was all he needed to know. Now, Ellis became a name on a list and that was also all that Abel needed to know. He was correct - Abel could get his hands dirty. For Billy.

        A hot sting of anger welled up in his chest at the mentioning of his sister. It was fierce enough to set off the alarm bells in Abel’s head that he was at the risk of getting carried away. A sting wasn’t even close to what he felt, actually... But instead of giving in to the bloodlust, he only tightened his grip on the man’s roots.

        Abel pulled him higher, high enough so he could speak into his ear while Billy stepped into their vision. The sleeves of his Henley Shirt were rolled up, but he was almost as drenched as Ellis was. ❛❛I’m only gonna say this once, so you better listen closely, you bloody disgrace❜❜, he said, the calmness of his voice dangerously callous. ❛❛One more word... one more word about her and you will wish that I put you out of your misery on the spot. This here’s nothing compared to what I will do to you. You think you’re hot shit? You’re not. You’re nothing. You’re a street rat and you will die as one. I will make sure of that.❜❜ Abel paused and eyed El’s profile. A cruel streak played on his lips. ❛❛You know what they used to do with rats? They lit them up and left them to die right where every other rat would notice... maybe I should start with someone you hold dear so you can anticipate what awaits you. Now -❜❜ Abel pushed El’s head hard on the ground, digging his knee into the man’s back. ❛❛Don’t you have something to tell Billy? Where’s the money?❜❜

[contrarymuses]

She’s seated beneath a shade tree, her make shift reading table before her as ringed fingers shuffle and refshuffle her tarot cards. Chantal can smell him approach, each heartbeat bringing his particular scent to her nostrils so strongly she has to take a deep breath to still her nerves.

“Care for a fortune?” she asks, spreading cards in front of her, only to snap them back up quickly. She smiles and finally looks up, her smile fading slightly at the sight of said stranger.

By the gods..... “It will only take a moment of your time.”

[kit-just-kit]

(@brokenblondeprincess)

“Well bugger me.....looks like this financial crisis really is going to suck balls - some of my shares just feel by three points. Might have to start selling my body just to make ends meet at this rate”.

[heartxshaped-bruises]

✧･ﾟ@brokenblondeprincess cont’d from discord

He couldn't understand, Lucille thought in blinding awareness that was reaching her through the drunken haze. Abel was normal with perspective of a normal relationship at one point when he figures out there's place for that in his busy life. Whereas she had never formed a lasting bond with another person. From early childhood she learned to not lean onto others. Now she was uncomfortable even just being hugged. And she found no right words to explain it to Abel.

"No, I'm fine." She said only even if she was shuddering slightly. The tension in her muscles was rising slowly at this tenderness. And eventually her body will react to the surrounding cold within another while. Lucille's features shifted like a shadow crossed her face. She leaned in for another kiss on his lips, pensive and absent. She didn't know what to do with Abel. Her former paths were not the ones she wanted to go but then she had no guidance to any alternatives.

         Lucille's words contrasted with the reaction of her body. Abel could feel it clearly. She shivered slightly, something he couldn’t blame on the chilly breeze as they were near the water. He was already intending to respond when her lips touched his again - but this time the kiss felt different. How could it be that he kissed the same girl so many times that night, and not once did it feel the samer?         But Abel left it uncommented, merely contenting himself with enjoying the heavy sweetness of her lips to remember it down to the smallest detail the next morning. Just in case this was a fleeting dream. ❛❛I guess I'll keep you as warm as possible until we get home then❜❜, he answered softly, looking up at her, giving her a faint smile. At home ... had he really called the mansion that way? He had lived there only a few months, and yet it was Lucille who had made it a bit more profound. ❛❛You want me to take you home, Lu?❜❜

[kit-just-kit]

El comes with a very heavy diamond necklace he got from working with the Russians lately (as messy as that job was - it was worth it if Kit appreciates the gift) "Happy Valentines" 💕💕💕

V-day tributes for the EK!

"You sneaky, sly bugger...........and I haven't even thought to get you anything at all. So now I suppose I have to make it up to you by performing physical acts, hmm? Cook some breakfast, a shoulder massage, maybe a foot rub?" she suggests, all smiles and affabilility, given that they both knew exactly what type of physicality would be the end result.

After a few more seconds of more shared grins (God, his lopsided smirk all but slays her dead on the spot!), she stalks over and pulls his shirt open roughly. "Get on that bed you!".

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[kit-just-kit]

[ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : Kit hears El calling her name while asleep

Prompt meme

She had a good idea what had prompted it - since he'd rescued her in that warehouse, El hadn't been sleeping well at all. He told her, one particularly bad morning, with a raspy voice and sad, bloodshot eyes, that he'd had bad dreams, ones in which he was carrying her bruised, near-broken body out of the place, just like he had done that night.

But in his dreams, she was limp, silent........dead. He had failed her.

It was known that you shouldn't wake those in the middle of nightmares and yet, there was nothing to say you couldn't speak to them, tell them things to hopefully make things not quite so painful for them, even if the hurt was lifted only temporarily.

So, in a soft a tone as she'd ever possessed, she tunred on her side and spoke to him, willing her voice to reach whatever dark, malevolent place his subconcious was.

"I'm here El, right here, by your side. You saved me".

[kit-just-kit]

El gives Kit a new shiny gun for Xmas - so she can keep herself protected (so he can sleep without worrying about her)

Give Kit things meme

Before now, the very idea of firearms had not been on her thoughts-agenda. However things had changed, they could not assume safely any longer and so precautions were required. At least El hadn't bought her something gaudy, in pink or purple so it's 'femininity' was garishly implied. The piece actually looked quite classy and it was small enough to suit her hand too.

"You'll show me how to use this, right? I wouldn't want to be the woman who accidentally shot herself in the foot instead of harming my attacker". Kit already knew he would. In fact, El would love the opportunity of schooling her in something, mostly because he knew at times, she'd play the bratty ingenue who was reluctant to learn and he could give her that look.

Still, even she could appreciate the thought behind this gift.

"Thank you El, I actually very much like this".