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It is a problem. I mean French isn't even really used in Canada besides Quebec so why do we have to take it?

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Tandem Twister || KC & Bianca

Chatzy RP between desousaxbianca and kirkcamerons. Took place Saturday night after Katie's party.

Kirk Cameron closed his laptop shut after a few minutes of talking to people online. He hadn't intended on talking to anyone. Then again, he also didn't plan on having Bianca come over. Not that he was complaining. A visit from Bee was always a good thing. Standing up from his chair before the kitchen table, he screwed the cap back onto the bottle and set it on the counter, hearing a knock coming from outside the door. Bianca was a little bit sooner than he expected. Walking over to the door and unlocking it from within, KC opened it with a twist to the doorknob and slightly pulled it open, his face peeking out and taking in Bianca's silhouette as she stepped towards the door and into the light. "Hey Bee. Come on in." He smiled at her, pushing the door open and stepping to the side to let her in.

Bianca continued to lean against the railing as the door creaked open a little bit. She saw him peer out and her smirk steadily stayed on her face. It wasn't until he opened the door fully that she pushed herself off of the rail and walked inside past him. She took a few moments to survey the apartment before she turned to face him, just in time to see him shutting the door. "Nice place," she commented and backed up a few steps so that she could lean against the back of a chair. "So is it just you or..?" She asked. Who he lived with would depend on what sort of 'activities' they could get into; though judging by the fact that he'd popped open a bottle of tequila in his living room she was pretty sure the living situation was pretty chill.

Kirk Cameron watching her walk past him, KC attempted to keep his eyes to himself but he wasn't fooling anybody. Even though he didn't have too much to drink, he was still buzzed and a guy. It was expected of him to check her out. Especially since she was over at his house at this hour of the night. Looking away and closing the door, KC shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans as he stepped towards her. "It's just me an my mom." He explained with a shrug. "But she just got a job as a paramedic and is gone most of the time." He added as he stood across from her. "Kinda like tonight." He said, pulling his hands out of his pockets and leaning his shoulder against the column in his kitchen.

Bianca noticed him checking her out and couldn't help but smirk. Her jeans were skin tight, her skin hugged her curves, and her heels gave her a bit of height and made her legs appear a little longer so it was no wonder he would stare. Plus it was a little obvious he was at least a little bit tipsy. She pushed off of the chair she was leaning against and wandered over to a shelf and she looked at a few pictures of KC and who she assumed was his mom. Her attention was pulled back to him before long though and she walked over to where he was leaning against a column. "Got it," she replied to his explanation and she smiled a little. "I'm assuming she's out for the night?" She asked before she gave him a once over. "Already need help standing, Guthrie?" She teased and pressed her fingertips against his shoulder. "Someone can't hold their liquor.." She paused. "You're not gonna give me your whole life story again this time are you?" She asked jokingly, recalling the last time she'd drank with KC. He'd gotten so smashed he'd told her and Fitz all about his junkie mom and a few other personal details.

Kirk Cameron smirked just a bit as she came to a stop before a bookshelf and glanced in his direction. "Yeah, she won't be back until morning." He said, placing his arms across his chest as he spoke. "Graveyard shift, you know?" He said to her, a light scoff coming from his lips at her quip. "I'm not even that drunk." He protested, straightening his posture after having her push him back with a simple poke to the shoulder. "Trust me, my lips are sealed this time. No more gin-induced verbal diarrhea from me." He assured her with cocked eyebrows. "So what do you want to do? I mean, we could play that game of tandem twister we never got to start." He suggested with a smirk, his eyes trailing towards the closet with the game inside. "Then again, I don't have handcuffs so I don't think it'll be the same."

Bianca watched him stumble back just a little when she pushed against him and her grin turned into a smirk. His direct quote of her from last time made a small laugh escape from her lips and she shrugged. Her nose wrinkled up into a fake grimace when he mentioned he didn't have handcuffs. "You're right.. It wouldn't be the same," she replied and took a step in closer to him, her eyes flicking down to his lips for a brief moment before they traveled back up to his hazel hues. "We can pull out the Twister board if you want but uh.. Why did you ask me over so late?" She asked him the question that'd been hanging in the air. She knew what her stereotype was and she wasn't the type that guys invited over in the middle of the night just so they could hang out and talk or watch movies or some shit. She was the type that guys wanted for a reason and that reason was almost always the same.

Kirk Cameron 's eyes followed her as she eliminated the space between them and took a step closer to him, their eyes holding onto one another for a moment as she spoke, her words coming out as sure as ever. "Twister's fine with me." He responded, beginning to walk to the closet to get the game when her question reached his ears, KC turning to face her once again. "You sounded like you were having a terrible time at Matlin's. I thought maybe you needed an escape." He responded honestly, thinking back to his messages and why exactly he had asked her over. "Why, did you think there was another reason?" He wondered aloud, taking a few steps forward until he was once again a few inches away from her, his eyes gazing downwards at her. Swallowing the lump in his throat, KC tilted his head slightly to the left as he waited for a response from her.

Bianca was a little surprised when he moved away from her to go pull the game out of the closet. When he returned he offered her an excuse as to why he'd invited her over and she narrowed her eyes the slightest bit. Surely his intentions weren't as innocent as he was making them sound but the look on his face told her otherwise. After several moments he was back to his position standing just in front of her and she gazed over at him. Either he was just dragging things out because he was nervous or his intentions were genuinely pure. Though since he was a little buzzed from the half a bottle of tequila she couldn't justify his intentions being pure. She leaned forward, closing the gap between them and she captured his lips with hers. She allowed the kiss to linger for several moments before she pulled back a little and looked up at him. "That's why any other guy would've invited me over so late.." She explained, her voice low.

Kirk Cameron was a bit taken aback when Bianca's lips crashed unto his own, his hand finding it's way to the back of her head and holding her in place as he intensified the kiss a bit more. He wasn't necessarily expecting the night to end up like this but in the back of his mind, he was kind of hoping for it. He knew about Bianca's reputation. It was hard not to go to Degrassi and have heard some of the stories about her but he wasn't one to believe what other people said. He knew what it was like to have things said about you that weren't exactly true. Feeling her lips leave his own, KC opened his eyes and looked into her brown eyes for a few moments, letting the rush of the kiss die down for a moment. "I guess I'm not like other guys," He whispered, his thumb running across her cheek as he spoke. "But I wouldn't mind doing that again." He smile, a low laugh leaving his lips as he looked down for a second before lifting his eyes once again.

Bianca surveyed his face after the kiss ended and she was pleased with the expression he was wearing. His hand lingered on her face, a gesture she wasn't used to from someone she didn't know well and she felt her stomach flutter at his words and at his gentle touch. She ignored the feeling and she allowed her brown eyes to linger on his hazel ones. "You really weren't expecting that?" She asked, still in disbelief at this fact. A small chuckle fell from her lips at his next statement that ended in a smirk. "Well obviously," she retorted. The fact that e hadn't called her over just to take advantage of her reputation made her actually want to oblige his statement. She leaned in again, slower this time, and she pressed another kiss to his lips. Her hand moved up into his dirty blond hair and her fingers tangled into it. After a few moments she pulled away, letting her nose brush against his as she did. "So.. How about that game?" She asked and nodded toward the box he'd brought out.

Kirk Cameron "Expecting it? No. Hoping it could happen...? Maybe." He smiled, closing the distance between them and meeting her halfway to kiss her lips once again. With the things that had happened in his life, he'd learned not to have any expectations from anyone. All expectations did was set him up for disappointment. His free hand brushed it's way past her torso before settling on her lower back and pulling her body in closer as the two kissed, Bianca once again being the first to pull back. As much as he wanted to continue kissing her in the middle of his living room, he knew it was better to cool it down rather than press his luck when it came to Bianca. Looking over his shoulder at the box he'd set on the table, KC reached over to it and held it before Bianca, his eyebrow cocked as he looked up at her. "If you want to up the stakes, we could play Strip Twister." He suggested, wondering if she'd be willing to play.

Bianca waited for him to acknowledge the game again and she took the box from him when he finally broke away from her to get it and hand it to her. She looked down at it for a moment and her large brown eyes traveled back up to him when he suggested a game of Strip Twister. A smirk appeared on her lips. "And you said you didn't expect anything," she teased and raised a brow. Giving a small nod she took a step back. "Maybe we should go to your room? In case mommy comes home early," she suggested and took another step back, leaving her just in the entrance of a small hallway where she assumed his room would be somewhere along the line. Her expression was playful, her full lips twisted up into a delicate, but still devilish, grin as she held his gaze.

Kirk Cameron shook his head a bit at her comment. "Like I said, no expectations. I'm just a very hopeful guy." He responded with a laugh. Seeing her agree to his suggestion, the corner of his lip rose slightly. "Of course. Wouldn't want to give her a heart attack." He chuckled as he walked up to her and nodded to his bedroom with a quick nudge of his head, walking not too far behind her to his room and opening the door to let them in. It wasn't anything too complex but it got the job done. "So what color is going to be 'hot'?" He asked her as he kicked a pair of sneakers out of the way to clear the floor.

Bianca watched him as he got closer and turned when he nodded in the direction of his bedroom. She walked up to the door and waited for him to open it up before she walked inside. It was about the size of the bedroom she had when she was living with her parents in their old apartment which made it feel pretty comfortable and familiar. She walked over and set the box down on the bed before she pulled the top off of it and laid it beside the box. She reached in and pulled out the spinner before she looked over her shoulder at him. "Red seems pretty appropriate, no?" She replied and handed it over to him. "You can spin," she said with a small smirk. She turned back to the box on the bed and pulled out the folded mat. Letting it drop and unfold on its own she held it out before she pulled it up like a beach towel and let it fall into place on his floor. She reached down and pulled on a couple of the corners to straighten it out and she slid her heels off and set them at the foot of his bed. She reached up and took her hoops out as well, not wanting his finger to catch and rip one out, and she set them down between her shoes. "Take your shoes off. I don't want you stomping on me," she said and nodded toward them though a playful smile remained on her lips the whole time. "Go for it," she said once they both seemed to be ready and she waited for him to spin.

Kirk Cameron reached for the spinner as she handed it over to him and gripped it within his hands for a few moments for looking over at Bianca for a second. "You sure you trust me with with?" he asked, waving it before her for a moment before nodding and looking at the spinner in his hands once more, looking over the different colors and possible combinations that could happen. "As you wish." He muttered, stepping over to the foot of his bed and kicking them off, toe digging into the heel of his shoe and sliding his feet out before returning to the mat. Standing at the edge of the mat across from her, KC popped his neck quickly as he tried to limber up a bit before starting. Bring the spinner up to him, He flicked the pointer with his pointer finger and watched as the arrow rotated several times before coming to a complete stop. "Left foot, Blue." He called out, taking a step forward onto the mat and waiting to spin again.

Bianca nodded. "Yep. I'm putting my trust in you. Don't blow it," she teased and waited for him to slide his shoes off so they could get started. While she waited she let her head drop down and she rolled it around just to loosen up a little. Normally if she was going to do something that required a lot of flexibility she would stretch beforehand but she didn't really deem that necessary in this scenario. She looked up when he took his place at the opposite end of the mat and watched him, waiting for the little pointer to land on a spot. She shrugged and took a step forward when he called out the color and move combination and she looked up at him. Their eyes met for a moment before he spun again and she waited patiently for him to call their next move.

Kirk Cameron kept his eyes on Bianca as she followed suit and placed her left foot on one of the blue circles across from him. So far the game was tame, but he didn't see that lasting for much longer. Breaking eye contact with Bianca for a second, KC once again spun the arrow on the spinner and waited for it to stop and tell them their next move. KC cocked her eyebrow for a second before showing the board to Bee so he wouldn't be accused of cheating. "Left hand, Red." He said, tugging at his shirt at the hem and pulling it off, his black long-sleeved shirt remaining as the only thing covering his torso as he leaned forward and placed his hand on a red circle.

Bianca opened her mouth to teasingly accuse him of cheating when he tilted the board forward to let her look for herself. She raised a brow and an amused smirk appeared on her lips before she gave a small shrug and reached down, peeling the thin shirt from her body. Ironically enough, she'd worn a spaghetti strap tank top under her shirt so she was left standing in it instead of having her torso completely bare. She smirked at him and tilted her head to the side a little. "Sorry Guthrie. Better luck next time," she lightly taunted before she leaned forward as well to place a hand on one of the large red circles and wait for the next move to be called.

Kirk Cameron look up from his nearly twisted state and watched as Bianca pulled off her shirt and tossed it to the side before getting into position across from him. "Hey, We've got all night." He chuckled as he set the spinner on the ground, reaching down with his free hand and spinning the pointer, his eyes following it as it turned around in circles. It came to a stop on right hand green, KC looking over to see how he'd get into position. Turning on his foot, he reached for the green circle closest to him and hovered in the air momentarily facing upwards as he tried to adjust himself to his new position. "Your move." He challenged Bianca, knowing she'd have no choice but to lean over him to get to get to the next closest green circle.

Bianca smiled. "Touche," she replied and watched as he reached over and flicked the little needle of the spinner. She waited for him to adjust to his new position before she went for hers. She gave him a look when she realized there was no option other than leaning over him but she laughed lightly. She moved her free hand over and stretched out so that she was hovering over him. She looked down at him, letting her wavy hair fall around her face and she smirked. "Keep it rolling," she said and she shifted a little, trying to keep herself upright. She didn't want to be the first one to fall, especially so early into the game.

Kirk Cameron moved his head over to the left, trying to pull it towards him with his hand while trying to keep his balance, which was hard enough without Bianca's stomach looming over him. Spinning the arrow once again, the arrow hardly made a single rotation before coming to a stop at another color and appendage. "Left foot, Red" He called out to Bianca, moving his foot from the blue circle it was at before to an open red one. Considering he'd landed on a red again, that meant something had to go. "Reaching towards his waist, he unbuckled his jeans with his right hand before sliding it out and tossing it over with his shirt. "That counts, right?" He wondered aloud, not having gone over with her beforehand what counted an article of clothing.

Bianca watched the spinner as well as she could while concentrating on maintaining her balance and she raised her brows at what it landed on. "Shit," she said and tried not to laugh so she wouldn't fall. She waited for him to make his move and scowled when he only took off his belt. "Way to be a pussy," she teased and she examined her situation as best she could. "Ugh. How the fuck?" She asked more to herself than to anyone else. Finally she decided to try to discard an article of clothing before making another move. She moved one hand away from the mat and she began to peel off her tank top. Her hand shot back down to the mat when she almost lost her balance and she steadied herself before reaching up to slide her shirt the rest of the way off. Just as she got it off she slipped and toppled down on top of him, a laugh escaping her lips as she did. She looked down at him and smirked. "Gonna stop being a coward and take off something else?" She asked him, though the game--or at least this round--was clearly over.

Kirk Cameron "Hey, I can take off more if you'd like." He responded with a wink as he caught her gaze for a moment while she tried to decide what of hers she was going to get rid of next. If she wanted him to strip, then he'd strip. Good thing his belt was already off because once she was done taking her shirt off, he planned on showing her how much of a pussy he was by getting rid of those next. Bianca's balance ruined that plan though, as her hand slipped and she fell on top of him, KC laughing at how easily he'd won the round. "I'm anything but a coward." He scoffed, pulling up his shirt over his head and throwing it to the side. "Actually..." He began, scooting over closer towards her, intending on showing her how bold he was. "Would a coward do this?" He asked in a low whisper before bringing his lips down to her own momentarily before kissing his way down her neck and to her collarbone, glad both her shirt and tank were removed during the game.

Bianca rolled off of him once her laughter died down and she turned over onto her bare back, propping herself up on her elbows to look over at him. "I should've stretched," she joked and she eyed him as he stripped his shirt off of his body and moved in closer to her. She felt the heat from his now bare abdomen radiating onto hers as he leaned down toward her and she lay perfectly still until his lips met hers for the third time that night, only this time he'd been the one to initiate it. She kissed back, moving her lips in sync with his until he pulled away only to trail more kisses down her neck and onto her collarbone. The sensation sent small chills down her spine but she didn't physically tremble. Instead she ran her hands down into his soft hair and she guided his head back up toward hers. She placed her hands on the sides of his face and leaned up, letting her lips barely brush against his. "Guess not," she answered his question in a whisper before she pulled him down the short distance to connect their lips again. Running her tongue along his lower lip she silently asked for entrance while her fingers ran back up into his hair, one hand hooking around the back of his neck.

Kirk Cameron looked up at Bianca as her slender fingers tugged at the back of his head, allowing his lips to be pulled away from her collarbone and back to face her, his upper teeth grazing over his bottom lip as he heard her speak. Feeling the tip of her tongue brush up against his lower lip, KC parted his lips to let her in. Snaking his hands around her thin waist, he held her in place as he continued to kiss her, catching her own bottom lip between his own teeth for a short moment before stopping, a small laugh escaping his lips. "Come on." He whispered to her, nodding over to his bed. "It's much more comfortable."

Bianca slid her tongue inside of his mouth when he granted her entrance and she felt his warm arms wrap around her bare waist. Usually she didn't hook up with guys that were younger but he definitely seemed to know what he was doing. She smirked a little when he took her lip between his teeth but her smile faded when he stopped and nodded toward his bed. She'd gone there, expecting him to want sex from her because that was what most guys wanted from her; but when she'd actually gotten there she found out it wasn't what he'd been expecting at all and now she just felt like some kind of toy. She looked up into his eyes before she let her gaze fall away and she let a small sigh escape her lips. "I should probably go," she said quietly. "I'm uh.. not feeling that great," she lied and let her hands fall away from his face so she could grab her tank top. "Is that okay?" She asked, unsure of why she was even asking. If she was actually sick of course it would be okay.

Kirk Cameron bit his lip upon hearing her say she wasn't feeling all that well. Sure, he hoped that the two of them might end up sleeping together. The mood, everything seemed to be perfect but to be honest, this wasn't who he usually was. The kind of guy who slept with a girl he didn't really know. He always waited to get to know a girl before trying to do anything with them. That's how he did it with Jenna. How he did it with Marisol and how, if given the opportunity, he would do it with Bianca. Something about her made him want to know her, more than the rumors and the small bits of herself she'd told him while being over. He wanted to really know her. "Don't worry about it." He protested, shaking his head as he got to his feet and grabbed her shirt, turning to hand it back to her. "Here." he exhaled, placing it in her hands. "I had fun." He told her, feeling like a dick for possibly having taken things too far and using her reputation to his advantage. Raising his eyes back up at her, he exhaled for a moment as he tried to think of a way to word what he wanted to ask her. "So, do you think we'll be able to hang out again sometime?" He wondered, pushing his hair out of his face as he asked her.

Bianca smiled a little when he told her not to worry about it and she nodded a few times. She turned to get her shirt but saw that he was handing it down to her already. "Thanks," she said and she slid it on over her head, sans tank top, and she rose to her feet. She felt almost embarrassed that they'd gotten so into it and she'd stopped it but he seemed to be okay with it. She nodded at his statement, not wanting him to feel like he'd done anything wrong. "I had fun too," she replied honestly. Her eyes traveled back up to his and she smiled a little at his question. "We'll see," she replied but to give him more of a positive answer she leaned in and pressed one more kiss to the corner of his mouth. She pulled back and picked up her heels and earrings, slipping the earrings into her pocket before she slipped the heels onto her feet.

Kirk Cameron raised his right hand to the back of his neck as he rubbed it lightly, waiting for Bee to get dressed. He would've done the same but considering how late it was and he was probably going to crash soon, he didn't bother getting dressed. A light smirk appeared on his lips as she gave him her answer as to whether or not the two of them would see one another again. "Will you get home alright?" He asked as he led her out of his bedroom once she was dressed almost the exact same way as when she had arrived. "I can spot you some cash for a cab if you want." He suggested, wanting to make sure that she'd be safe after she left his place. "This isn't exactly the best place to be walking around so late at night." He informed her, his hand already reaching for his wallet in his back pocket so he could give her something that would help get her home.

Bianca allowed him to lead her out of his bedroom and down the hall back out into the living room. They stopped before they reached the front door and she noticed him going to pull out some money for a cab. She shook her head and held her hand out. "No need," she replied and nodded toward the door. "I drove," she explained and reached out, putting her hand on the doorknob. "Even if not, I think I can handle it. I didn't exactly grow up in the suburbs. You don't need to worry about me," she added and smirked. She gave him a wink as she opened the door up to be greeted by the cool air outside. "See you around. Text me or something sometime," she said and backed out the rest of the way, closed the door, and with that she was gone.

[astellartryangle]

Just a normal convo for us..

Volleyball: YOU RIPPED MY HEART OUT

Me: DID YOU FLIP A SWITCH AND ERASE ME FROM YOUR MEMORY

Volleyball: IT TOOK YOU A YEAR!

A YEAR TO GET OVER YOUR EX!

Me: DID YOU EVER LOVE ME AT ALL!!

Volleyball: AND

SCENE

Me: lovely

anywho whats up?

Volleyball: Nada