Mike tried not to think about it but the fact Gionna said she knew they didn't like each other kept coming to him. Why did she think that? Hearing as Daniel walks into the room his eyes moved up to meet his. "Hey, did you tell Gionna that I don't like her? She said she knew we didn't like each other and I don't know why she thinks that or if she just said that to get under my skin." He had asked her but she had never given him an answer so it stayed on his mind. "I don't dislike her, I dislike how she kept things from you but can understand it to a point." It was a lot to throw at someone but Daniel was the kids dad and had a right to know. @whxxlxrcash
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Rooftop, @elegansrp 14.02.17 - 8PM;
With: @eas-jisung
Meio que já tinha tudo preparado desde o dia anterior, uma vez que tinham marcado de se ver e que iriam sair. Bullshit, Daesung só tinha os resquícios mortais de sua última passada pelo bar, onde tocou a noite toda e só saiu de lá quando o sol já estava nascendo. Dinheiro suado, mas bem gasto. Tinha gastado com o mínimo: não iriam morrer de fome. No entanto Daesung tinha lá seus struggles com a vida e se tem uma coisa que ele não sabia fazer, essa coisa seria ser romântico.
Aquilo estava mais para um piquenique, uma vez que tinha comprado mais besteira do que qualquer coisa saudável mesmo. O foco principal não estava na comida em si, e sim no violão que nunca saia do seu quarto além dos dias que decidia tocar para ganhar algum extra. Naquela noite, no entanto, estava em suas mãos enquanto afinava o instrumento depois de mandar uma mensagem rápida para o mais novo, que deveria encontrá-lo às 20:00. E ele já estava atrasado por sinal.
Her hands rest in Liv's as she looked at her with love and admiration. "Are you sure this party was the best idea? I know you hate not to attend but I feel like all eyes are on us." Julia was thrilled to get to spend time with Liv once again because they hadn't been in contact again till recently. Her friends cheery disposition was sullied and she ran her index fingers lightly along the others. "Let's try to relax and ignore everyone. If it's too much we can go back to our room and I'll put a smile back on your face." She would gently lean and place a kiss to Liv's lips briefly since she didn't feel like others judging them in this moment and wasn't sure how much was known about their friendship. @watchmexoblivion
► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.
Trigger Warning: +18.
Primeiro Daesung não entendeu muito bem o que estavaacontecendo, mas quando teve seu ponto fraco atacado não pôde deixar desuspirar. O corpo já tinha se chocado contra a porta do banheiro atrás de si, eum grunhido irritado abandonou a garganta conforme Nico lhe tocava o pescoçocom a boca; nada sensato, e Dae nunca foi conhecido por seu autocontrole dequalquer forma. Sem que tivesse muita saída, Daesung apenas observou enquanto omais novo prosseguia o que estava fazendo, mas quando ele desabotoou sua calça,a coisa começou a ficar séria. O membro já dava seus sinais de vida, indicandoque o que quer que Nico tinha em mente, estava funcionando, mas não era a horapara isso. Eles ainda estavam em horário de aula, e Daesung já estava com acorda no pescoço desde que teve o braço imobilizado da última vez por umaestupidez. Sendo assim, o moreno avançou sobre o mais novo; desvencilhar-se deseus braços foi a parte fácil, agora as posições se inverteram e era Daesungquem prensava o mais novo contra a porta do banheiro, colocando uma das pernasentre as dele para estimular o membro coberto com a coxa. – Não estou afim de brincar agora Nico. –Murmurou com os lábios colados aos do menor, mordiscando seu inferior ao mesmotempo em que as mãos passavam para as coxas do mais novo, apalpando-o até subirà altura de sua bunda, onde apertou as nádegas com a mesma veemência com a qualtinha dito a negativa momentos antes.
Um sorriso acompanhou o ato e Daesung desceu com a boca peloqueixo do menor, mordiscando-o com força suficiente para marcar antes de movera coxa mais uma vez, propositadamente estimulando a ereção coberta do menor, eem seguida ele se afastou; ainda que fosse a contragosto, afinal, teria deencarar mais algumas aulas com uma ereção não desejada. E um tesão crescente sóde pensar que poderia pular a próxima aula para terminar o serviço ali mesmo. –Você está fodido na minha mão. – Sibilou as palavras entredentes,apontando com o indicador em riste o mais novo antes de lhe dar as costas maisuma vez, deixando o banheiro para trás antes que seus instintos tomassem contade suas ações e Daesung não mais fosse capaz de se conter.
The daily prophet was always known for stirring the pot to cause drama in turmoil, but despite that it never seemed real. It never touched upon the lives of him nor anyone he knew; not until now.
The story was a shocking one, to say the very least. Not just for the content, but the nerve that someone would invade so much personal space like that, with clearly no thought as to May’s feelings on it. Her father was missing, her company was now owned by her uncle, and she was getting engaged, maybe, at the age of sixteen. He felt guilty for the lump in his throat and the tickets in his bag he had purchased for after the holidays which had been waiting in there for a week.
Gulping down what was left of his pumpkin juice for the morning, he folded the paper up and frowned at the clock in the hall. He was supposed to meet her later on today, not much more than an hour, for some minor broom chatter and riding. Maybe she would be practicing earlier, but maybe not. He needed to try.
Rushing to the pitch, he slowed as he neared it, not sure of what he would say if he saw her. Mostly, his plan consisted of being nice, and trying to be a supportive friend. He slipped onto the pitch, careful of any balls that might be thrown about, and looked up for anyone flying up and around. He sighed, and cupped his hands about his mouth, “May!” He waited, “May, are you here?!” He considered the spell which helped extend his voice, and quickly cast it, “MAY!”
Tagging: Sebastian Smythe and Brittany Pierce
When: June 04th at 9:27 PM
Where: Sebastian’s house.
General Notes: Sebastian invites Brittany over to “chill” and as per usual things take a hotter turn. May be NSWF - Read with caution.
Rushing over to Sebastian’s was always a routine of Brittany’s. It sucked because Sebastian was either busy with work or with school and Brittany with buying cat litter and bartending. The two always seemed to make time for eachother when they could though and it was what Brittany loved about their sexlationship. It wasn’t just about the sex, it was about the best friendship, how the two could just depend on eachother no matter what. Brittany and Finn didn’t have that, they couldn’t hold a conversation more than two minutes.
As Brittany arrived at the home of her best friend, she just walked in. She didn’t bother to knock or anything. She had Lord Tubbs on a leash and she led him down the stairs, slowly pressing on Sebastian’s door so it would open. There he was, shirtless, in his bed with the TV playing “Avengers” series. Brittany rolled her eyes but totally didn’t complain. She shut Sebastian’s door and let go of Tubbington’s leash, she trusted her cat. Hopping into Sebastian’s bed with him she leaped into his arms and smiled. “I had a super stressful day today,” she announced, dramatically sighing.
What: Jennifer is taking a shower past curfew and just as she's leaving Nathan stops her from getting caught by a guard (Nathan has gone to take a shower as well).
Where: The Showers/ Room #76 and #85/ Hallways
Maybe it was the idea of a group shower that had Jennifer out after curfew. Or maybe it was because it was her first day and it had been god awful. The vigorous training had kicked her butt, especially after she figured out that sassing her handler and shooting dirty looks at the guards and other handlers meant more work. To say that Jennifer was already fed up with the Division way of life was an understatement. And even though it was only her first day she found herself getting into more and more trouble even just by opening her mouth to breathe. She felt restricted, and this certainly wasn't the concept of freedom that Americans had adapted too.
But never the less, taking a shower after curfew seemed like her only solution. A nice, calm and quiet shower alone was exactly what Jennifer needed to recover from the day. Yes, it was extremely risky but it was what Jennifer needed. Routine and organization was already getting old for the recluse and going out after curfew gave her a sense of pride. Like she was really sticking it to the authoritys at Division.
Humming a soft tune, the warm water trickled down Jennifer's back as she ran her fingers through her damp hair. While the water temperature could have been slightly warmer, Jennifer took advantage of the fact that it was a shower she could take alone. And not with a hundred other stark naked women in half cubicles. Jennifer was suprised that division even had showers. She assumed she'd have a bucket of water in the corner of her room...Well not that bad, but still Jennifer wondered why they even bothered with putting the dividers in if they barely covered anything at all.
Lost in her thoughts, Jennifer quickly realized that she should probably hurry up. Glancing down at her wrist watch, the clock read 8:54. With a sigh, the raven haired girl, turned the slippery knob and grabbed her towel from the hook outside of the shower. Patting herself dry, Jennifer wrapped herself in the fabric and padded towards the door casually. A slight smirk took place on her lips, satisfied that she had gone out after curfew without being caught.
Just as she walked out the door, she felt her back hit the tile floor with a smack. "What the-" A rough hand came over her mouth and she thrashed beneath the figure. "Let...go...of...me!" She tried to speak but her attempts only came out as muffled cries.
Elyse, already dressed for the pool party she'd planned with Luci, was just setting things up around her house. She'd locked away all her valuables--including the drugs she wasn't offering to the party--and hid the key. She glanced at her reflection in a mirror as she padded to the kitchen to start setting out drinks and snacks. The alcoholic beverages, she'd call a friend to serve. An open bar at her house didn't mean help yourself, it mean talk to the bartender. If there was one thing she hated, it was when people took advantage of her generosity to supply the drugs and alcohol.
Still waiting on Luci, Elyse shed her cover up and started to clean the pool, her white bikini contrasting with her olive skin nicely. She hadn't attended a good party in a while, so she was glad Luci had the idea to have one. And Elyse had a pool she hadn't used in a while so why not be a hostess? She was lost in cleaning and her thoughts when the doorbell drug her back to reality. She sat the net aside and went to answer the door.
