We'll Never Be,

This blog is a collection of OCs that are wholely made for the purpose of 1x1 with Liz because we're crazy and have lots of ideas and yeah. Enjoy.this blog is nsfw

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I'm Your National Anthem|-Synnvery-

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Synnove lets herself get lost in the feeling of Avery’s lips against hers, and the feel of his touch on her skin. She leans up into his kisses, tongue stroking against his and whimpering some when he moves to hover over her, his leg sliding between hers and her hands coming up to his waist as she lays back on the bed some. He uses his thumb pressed under her jaw to tilt her head up, sucking her bottom lip and making her whimper before he says something that Synnove smiles over, not understanding until a moment later, but knowing just by the tone of his voice that it was a compliment, her head tilting back some as he kisses along her cheek and down her jaw, his hand sliding down to rest on her chest. She lets out a soft whine when he sucks a small mark into her skin, teeth nipping her gently before he brings his lips back to hers. 

Synnove responds more confidently now, her lips parting quickly for him and her leaning up to kiss him deeper, her fingers coming up to slide into his hair. She’s surprised when he slides his hand under her back, pulling her and changing their positions so that she was on top, his thigh pressing up against her. He sucks and bites at her lips, his hand tangling in her hair and she instinctively presses down onto him, feeling his thigh pressing up more against her, making her moan softly as she pulls back, lips parted and eyes closed. Avery presses a chaste kiss to her lips, his hand sliding down her back and she whimpers when she presses down on him again. 

It was a new, strangle feeling, but it was amazing. She’d never felt it before, but she knows that Avery is happy she can feel it, his hand sliding to her hip, the other on her face as he brushes his thumb over her mouth, her softly keening when she grinds down again, her hands coming to rest on his stomach. She whimpers and moans softly, her hips twisting some when she loses the right contact on his thigh, not feeling the same building sensation of pleasure that she couldn’t place, but Avery guides her hips some, helping her find it again, her whining as he muffles her soft noises with his lips against hers.

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Avery’s a little taken aback by Synnove. How she quickly responds to her new position, finding that the harder she grinds, the better it feels. He doesn’t want to take advantage, but he really isn’t doing anything. When she loses her place, he just barely guides her hips back so she’s rubbing against his thigh just right, but she’s putting in all the effort. Her face is probably the best part, her eyes were closed, slightly squinted as she took in the new feeling she was causing for herself, her lips were parted and kiss swollen, her bottom lip plump and indented with marks from her teeth. He could feel her hot breath against his face with each huff, her hands clutching at the fabric of his shirt over his stomach, and her mewls soft, raspy and sweet.

He leans up some, kissing her mouth gently, rubbing her thighs and stroking her exposed hip bones as she keeps up her rhythm, grinding her pussy harder against his thigh, and moaning softly. “Shush,” He murmurs, nipping at her bottom lip as he brings a hand from her thigh to brush her hair behind her ear, kissing her again, “You’re doing good sweetheart,” He whispers, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip, smiling at her when she opens her eyes, “It feels really good huh?” He asks, tugging at her bottom lip with his thumb, “You’re beautiful songbird,” He mumbles, his thumb sliding to her chin, and leaning up to kiss her again, his tongue sliding against hers, her moaning into his mouth again and he sighs, “Keep going baby, it’s going to get even better,” He hums, squeezing her hip with his other hand, his fingers digging into her thigh a little.

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Everything is Blue |-Cacy-

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Stacy knew it wouldn’t stay good with him. Something always happened. She got too clingy, he got too douchey, he got bored of her, some other new bitch caught his attention. She hated it. She fucking hated how much control Cody had over who she was, over what she did. She hated how he didn’t even seem to care as he tells her the girl’s name that he’s been texting, telling her that he was going out with the guys, and it was none of her business who he texted, that she should lay off because no one liked a clingy bitch. “Well you sure fucking liked me an hour ago when you were fucking me,” she snaps at him, Cody rolling his eyes and it only fueled the anger she was feeling. “One fucking day. We can’t have one fucking day without you being an asshole can we?” she asks, smacking the cigarette out of his hand when he pulls one out, about to light up in her room. “I’m fucking talking to you Cody don’t act like I’m not!”

Honestly, Stacy wished that she could just go back to this morning. He was being less of a dick, he held her, he kissed her, his attention was all on her and it had felt so good. But now, she just shook her head and shoved at him when he stood. “If you don’t fucking like clingy bitches why are you here?” she asks, pushing him when he grabbed for her wrists. “Don’t fucking touch me you piece of shit. Go fucking fuck that bitch Gina.”

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 Cody raises his eyebrow at her when she smacks the cigarette from her hand, his jaw clenching and him tossing the back in his hand to the side, rolling his eye sat her when screams at him. He had had enough of this, why did she always have to go and ruin it? Why couldn’t she just fucking let them be what they were, just let them stay as friends and not have to deal with emotions. Why the fuck did Stacy have to be so in love with him? “You’re being fucking ridiculous and I don’t want to talk to you when you’re like this.” He snaps back, standing up and about to walk to the bathroom.

But as he goes to it, she shoves at his chest, and he glares at her, screaming and cursing at him, and he grips her wrists, “Stop it!” He snaps, grabbing her harder when she shoves him again, “Stop fucking pushing me!” He snaps, pushing her to sit on the bed, holding her wrists still, “I’m not fucking going anywhere right now,” He says, letting go of her now and moving away when she went to hit him again, “I swear to fucking god Stacy, quit fucking hitting me. Don’t fucking touch me if you’re gonna try and hurt me.”  He says, looking down at her when she’s moves towards him again, “I don’t want to fuck Gina, I was just talking to her, and maybe if you didn’t flip out on me because you’re so fucking jealous all the time you’d realize that I don’t have an interest in fucking her.” He says, sliding his hands onto her waist, sighing when she shoves him again, “Stacy if you fucking touch me like that again I swear to god. Quit overreacting!”

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I'm Your National Anthem|-Synnvery-

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Synnove leaned up a bit more to meet his lips, smiling when he spoke. She understands that he’s offered to teach her, and she smiles, nodding her head some as his hand slides down to her neck, his lips focusing on her, teeth nipping her bottom lip. She’s not paying quite so much attention to what he’s saying, too distracted by the softness of his lips against hers, his mouth coaxing hers open for him, his thumb stroking her jaw. He speaks softly against her parted lips, her tasting the bitter beer on his tongue when he barely brushes it against hers. Her entire body was buzzing and hot, shivering when he gives her an instruction, before stroking his tongue against the roof of her mouth. He kisses her gently, nipping and sucking at her bottom lip, saying a few things that took her a little too long to register, but his tone of voice letting her know she was being praised. She can understand him saying ‘stop’ and she frowns, shaking her head and caressing his cheek, smiling when he does. “No stopping,” she whispers, feeling his thumb stroking down the base of her throat. Synnove leans up now, kissing him slowly, hesitantly opening her mouth and letting him take, matching his movements slowly, Avery moving to hover over her a little more, his thigh sliding between hers.

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Avery sighs a little when Synnove tells him no stopping, and he smiles, his head nodding as he leans into her more. His thumb continues to stroke down the base of her throat, tongue brushing against hers and taking it slow so she could learn. He slides his thigh between her legs, his hand moving to support his weight as he hovers over her, pressing his thumb against her jaw so he could tilt her head up, his lips sucking at her bottom lip and smiling when she whimpers some. “You’re beautiful songbird,” He hums, nipping at her lip before trailing kisses along her jaw, and to her cheek, his hand on her neck sliding down to rest on her chest, his fingers stroking her collar bone now. He sucks a small mark into her skin right at the base of her jawline, his teeth nipping at her skin gently, before kissing back up to her mouth, noticing she was already starting to get the hang of it, and he smiles when she slides her fingers into his hair, trying to pull him closer. Avery slides a hand down the side of her arm, and snakes it around her waist as he rolls back onto his back, pulling her on top of him and hiking his leg up between hers, sucking and biting at her lips as he tangles his hand into her hair, feeling her press against his thigh some, and he presses it up against her, just barely grinding his thigh between hers, and smirking when she let out a soft moan, him pressing a chaste kiss to her mouth, his hand moving down to her back.

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Beside You| -Aliam-

Liam felt like his heart was going tobeat out of his chest, his hands twitchy, and unable to stop worrying at hislip, biting it red and swollen. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to see her. For the first time in months, he was finally going to see Alli in person. They had been talking for months, dating for five. Endless nights of conversations on skype, texting every minute of the day, and face timing any chance they got was finally going to pay off, and he was really fucking nervous.

“Okay guys,” Liam had his iphone out, having left his digital camera back in the hotel room, “So I’m finally about to see Alli in person,” He laughs nervously, letting out a breath as he walks down some concrete stairs, “She’s told me she’s waiting in the plaza, and hopefully I’m not as ugly in person as I think.” He jokes light heartedly, turning the phone off and pocketing it. He knew it would be nice to record it, but he couldn’t keep his hands still enough, and he was sure Alli had actually brought her camera and could film them if she wanted.

He makes his way through the crowd, seeing the huge fountain that was in the front of the hotel, where she was supposed to be at and he stands still for a moment, searching the crowd for pink hair, his eyes stopping when he spots her, and his heat drops a smile growing on his face. She was standing beside the fountain, in a high waisted skirt, standing on her toes and biting at her lip as she looked for him it seems, and he can’t help but smile even more when she notices him.

 He walks towards her, trying to stay casual and normal but when he saw her bouncing and her hands on her mouth, he couldn’t help it, and he jogged over to her his arms wrapping around her and picking her up off the ground as she let out a sort of squeal, her arms wrapping around his neck as he held her tightly, nuzzling into her hair and her neck, revealing in the feel of her arms around him finally, the way she smelt, how warm her skin was, how her breath felt against his skin and he can feel his own eyes welling up with tears as he pulls his head back just a little, beaming at her as she laughs, “Finally,” He murmurs, resting his forehead against hers, laughing now, “Hi,” He whispers, laughing and pressing his lips to the side of her mouth, feeling her legs wrapping around his hips.

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Talking Body | -Alvery-

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Alice laughs when Avery pushes her back onto the bed, giggling and protesting about ruining his presents but he doesn’t seem to care and neither does she really as he slides his hands up her shirt and leans down to kiss and bite at her skin. It makes her keen, her back arching up off the bed before he pulls back, telling her they need to sort through the gifts, sitting on his knees as he straddles her, her laughing some, smiling brightly as he pulls his shirt up over his head. He slides his hand down her sternum, pouting at her shirt, saying he didn’t like it, making her pout before he pulled it off, telling her not to wear shirts like that anymore because he needed more skin and she giggles, nodding. “Whatever you want baby,” she hums, tilting her head back when he leans down to bite at her neck, kissing up to her mouth. He asks if she wants to wear something he bough her, kissing the tip of her nose and she smiles when he says it’s black and lacy. She nods quickly, giggling when he grins and kisses her mouth, sitting up on her lap and grabbing at the different bags on the bed, looking in them and putting them back before seemingly finding what he was looking for, Alice sitting up on her elbows to see better.

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Avery grins when she nods her head to wanting to wear what he bought her, kissing her and moving to find the bag it was in. He couldn’t remember where he got it, or when, and all the bags looked the same to him honestly so he tore through them all, tossing the wrong ones to the side, leaving things hang outing of bags, and spilling the contents of them all over the bed until he finally found it, and he pulled it out, the black lacy one piece tangling between him and her, “You actually don’t need it yet, since you’re just going to get it torn off you soon, but i thought you’d look beautiful in it.” He says biting at his piercing as he holds it out to her smiling more before letting her take it, and slides his hands onto her face.

He kisses her hungrily, pushing her back down onto the bed full of her gifts, sitting up on his knees so he could grip her waist, sliding an arm behind her so he could tug her further up on the bed, his lips moving down her body now, leaving little red mouth shaped marks as he went, his hand moving between her legs, gripping the inside of her thigh and pushing it to the slide so he could slip his hand between them, fingers brushing against her pussy as he smiles, and moves to peck her lips, “You feeling anything yet baby?”

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New Americana |-Ellit-

Ella chews on the inside of her cheek, eyes watching herstep sisters moving passed her quickly. Stasia was freaking out over the wayher skirt fit her hips, and Drizzle was upset because her halter top had a stain on it, which Ella was currently scrubbing to try and get the stain out for her. Both girls were stressed and excited for some party they were going to, and Ella wished she could get them to invite her, but she knew if she asked they would just tell step-mother, and then she wouldn’t even be able to sneak out like she planned to. She was helping them get ready, wanting to be as helpful as she could, and wishing that they’d hurry up so she could get ready to.

She hadn’t gotten to go out in the past few days. Her step-mother was working her like crazy, and she was doing all she could to keep up with her grades too, glad that they were on spring break now. She needed the time off from school, but she missed being able to talk to her friends there, and she missed the boys. She smiles to herself as she thinks about it, how boys paid so much attention to her at school, she figures its why the twins get so mad at her sometimes, cause boys always talk to her before they talk to them, but it’s not like she could help it.

Ella hands the halter top over to Drizzle when she snapped for it, Ella pulling her knees up to her chest and watching them silently, their voices loud and whiney, still freaking out over their outfits, still taking up precious time she needed to use to convince her step-mother she was going to bed, get ready for the party, then sneak out and get a cab to take her there. “You guys look so pretty,” Ella says sweetly, smiling as the girls turn away from their three way mirror to look at her, Ella setting her feet back on the ground, “Really, you looks great.” She says, and both girls scoff in unison, Ella frowning, and looking down when they start to tell her to stop being a ‘kiss-ass’ and that she still couldn’t go.

Ella waited patiently for her sisters to be finished, following them down the stairs to where their mother was closing up the bar early since they were all going out and she didn’t ‘trust’ Ella to run the place by herself. It only takes a few minutes, her step-mother saying goodbye to her children, telling them to be safe and Ella standing behind her some, watching closely before the step-mother turns to her, “You, bedroom, now.” She says, Ella nodding her head and turning on her heel, her step-mother walking her up to the attic, Ella walking in and standing by the door, wishing her step-mother a good night before the door was slammed shut in her face.

Ella runs over to her bedroom window, looking out of it and waiting until she saw her step-mother walking across the street to where her car was parked on the side, getting in and driving off quickly. Ella hurried to get ready, pulling the oversized shirt over her head, and shimmying out of her sweatpants, going to her wardrobe and rummaging through everything she had. She decided on a powder blue dress pulling it on and straightening it out, adjusting the straps that hung low on her shoulders before. walking over to her make shift vanity. All it was, was a shelf nailed into the wall, and an old wobbly stool from the bar. She glanced at herself, brushing her fingers through her hair and applying some lip gloss, and just a little bit of mascara and eyeliner, letting out a breath as she nods, and grabs the bright green flyer off the shelf before stopping by her mattress to slip her feet into the silver heels.

It two minutes for her to climb out of the window and make her way down the fire escape, four to walk down the street before being able to hail a cab, and then another thirty minutes to actually make it to the old warehouse the party was supposedly in. She used half of her money she earned that month to give to the driver, the other half tucked in her bra for safe keeping for a ride back, her walking down the alley as the flyer instructed, and seeing the two guys posted outside the door. Ella smiles sweetly at them when they notice her, and she holds up the flyer, one man taking it, and the other grabbing her wrist, marking her arm with a neon pink stamp, before opening the door, and she walked in, hearing the bass of the music pumping through the walls, and seeing the flashing lights as she made her way down the stairs, her eyes widening in awe at all the lights and colors that filled the room. She glances around, her smile never fading as she walks passed a few people, taking the clear cup handed to her by a girl painted beautifully, her looking at the cup and smiling as she brings it to her mouth, chugging it all down and holding it close to her chest as she walks forward, seeing where people were being painted, and biting her lip as she watched, wondering if it cost money.

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Good Vibes |-Jucy-

Lucy smiled as she kissed Jude, nipping and sucking at his lips as he settled between her legs. She slid her legs up so her thighs rested against his waist, whining softly when he sucks at her tongue before deepening the kiss even more. He pulled away from her mouth some, Lucy’s head resting back as he leaned down and began to kiss down her neck, her eyes closing when he sucked a mark into the base of her throat. She hums, arching up against him some, biting her lip as he trails his lips down to her collarbone, then to the top of her breast. She lets out a contented sigh, thinking back on what a great day today had been, but then she thinks about the picture his mother had showed her, and Lucy couldn’t help herself when she started to giggle, and then full on laugh as she though about it.

It was a ridiculous picture of him at about early middle school age, and he looked absolutely laugh worthy with his oversized shirt and pants, along with the snap back and the ridiculous pose. She couldn’t hold it in as she thought about it, laughing even more as Jude pulled back to look at her now, frowning some, asking if she was thinking about the picture. She tries to catch her breath, nodding as she starts to tear up some, her head pressing back against the pillow as she laughs even harder.

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Jude slides his hand down Lucy’s side, holding her hips down to the bed as he kisses his way down her neck, leaving soft kisses all along her skin and the tops of her breasts, his free hand going to the inside of her thigh as she slides them up to rest on his waist, him humming as his mouth brushes her nipple, his hand sliding between her legs, and towards himself, seconds from guiding himself into her when she let out a laugh. He stops himself, glancing up at her when she laughs more, her laughs become louder and more frequent, and he sighs as he watches her, unable to stop himself from smiling at the sound. But when she doesn’t stop he frowns, kissing his way back up her neck, and hovering close to her mouth.

“Are you laughing about the picture?” He asks, her nodding her head and he groans, resting his forehead against her shoulder, before shaking his head and moving to kiss her mouth, “Stop it,” He whines into her mouth, but that only seems to make her laugh more, one of her hands resting against the back of his head, trying her hardest to stop laughing, him biting at her lips to shut her up as he murmurs for her to stop again, her giggling, and snorting a bit, which makes him laugh. “Oh my god Lucy, I’m trying to fuck you!” He says, her laughing loudly again.

“You can’t think about twelve year old me when twenty-one year old me wants sex,” He laughs, her shaking her head and pressing her hand to her face, and he groans, kissing her mouth and rolling over when he doesn’t stop, “God, I’m not even hard anymore.” He pouts, resting his head against the pillows, his arms crossing over his chest as he turns his head to look at her, pouting when she’s still giggling, and holding her sides now, “Mom should have never got that stupid picture out.”

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Everything is Blue |-Cacy-

Stacy can’t help the flare of irritation she feels in her chest when Cody pulls out his phone to text again, while she was in the middle of talking to him. They had been having a decent time. He wasn’t being an ass like usual, and they’d popped a few pills to make the night a little more fun. She sighs loudly, him ignoring her and she glares at him, shaking her head and standing up to head outside to the balcony of her room to smoke a cigarette. She didn’t want to be angry at him right now. She didn’t want to ruin the nice time they’d been having but he’d been texting almost non stop for the last hour and barely paying any attention to her. It pissed her off, but she bit her tongue. She’d give him some time to realize she was angry, and she would give him time to fix it before she went off.

It took Stacy about five minutes to finish her cigarette, flicking the butt of it into the ashtray resting on the balcony edge and turning to go inside, seeing Cody still texting non stop, smirking at his phone. “Who the fuck do you keep texting?” she finds herself asking, the anger bubbling to rage as he looks up at her with a raised eyebrow. “You’ve been fucking texting for like an hour. Who the fuck is so important?” she asks, crossing her arms over her chest, glaring at him when he gives her an unaffected look. “I asked you a fucking question, Cody.”

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Cody knew that Stacy was getting annoyed with him. She’d been showing signs, huffing and staring, cuddling up close and then pulling away when he didn’t cuddle back. She wanted his attention, but he was busy texting his friends, and also this named Gina he met last week. It’s ont like he was bored of Stacy, she was hot, and she was fun, but he just didn’t want to focus on her solely. He couln’dt just focus on her, it made him care for her to much, and the fact that she already had him worrying about making her mad sometimes was enough for him to realize he needed to pull back. She was on the balcony a good while before she came in, and when she finally came back in she shouted at him. She asks who he’s texting, and he just looks at her, an eyebrow raises as she continues to go off, and he just watches her throw her fit, her arms crossing over her chest and glaring when he didnt answer.

“Her name’s Gina,” He said with a shrug, shutting his phone off and shoving it in his pocket, “And also, the guys and I are going out tonight, nothing to lose your shit over Stace.” He says in a bored tone, moving to stand up, “And also, it’s not of your fucking business who I text so, you should fucking lay off, no one likes a clingy bitch.”

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Slow |-Kasher-

Katie smiled at the bartender, leaning over the bar, knowing that the action showed off more of her cleavage, the bartenders eyes traveling down to it, her smiling a bit wider. “Can I have a couple of shots?” she asks, voice loud so he could hear her over the music. He raises an eyebrow at her but she smiles a little more innocently, the bartender laughing some and pouring her some shots. She grins now, taking the shots he placed in front of her and turning to meet her friends, giving him a wink over shoulder before handing off the shots to Jenna and Katie. “On the house,” she laughs, Alli rolling her eyes but smiling, looking around them again for the fourth time in about five minutes. “You know he should be here by now,” Katie tells her, Alli giving her a confused look that makes her roll her eyes. “Liam? He should be here,” she says, just as a tall blond walks up to them, stopping at Alli’s side.

Katie had noticed him before, and she knew who he was. Asher Denvers, from the AHOLs. She’d watched some of their videos, mostly because Alli was dating Liam, but she’d taken a particular interest in Asher. He was saying something to Alli now, about how she hadn’t introduced him to her friends, eyes on her after he’d glanced at Jenna and she smiles a bit. Alli introduces him, him taking Jenna’s hand and giving her a smile while she introduced herself, then taking Katie’s. She smiles a little more, knowing he’d been watching her most of the night, and she bites her lip some. “Katie.”

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“Hey, buddy, chill out.” Asher laughs, slapping a hand onto Liam’s back as he continues to look around for Ali, unable to find him in his drunken state, “She’s probably just hanging out with the rest of the girls.” He says, smiling as Liam does, and nods, tilting his towards the bar. “Come on, let’s go get some more drinks.” Asher walked ahead of Liam, glancing back to make sure his drunk friend wasn’t getting lost in the crowd as they made their way to the bar. That’s where he spots the girl again, he’d seen her a few times around the party, and he recognized her from being with Ali earlier that day. He’s about two seconds away from moving closer when she takes her shots and leaves, him frowning and never getting a good view of her face, the bartender moving down to him now just as Liam reached him.

Asher collected their beers, handing Liam his and chuckling when he fumbled with the cap, his hand going to his back to steady him before turning and walking in the direction . He’d been wanting to get to talk to her, but the convention had him incredibly busy, and if she was the girl he thought she was he figures she was pretty busy too, but this party was their perfect chance to meet, and he wasn’t going to let her get away this time. He smiles when he spots her, having lost Liam in the crowd it seemed, since he now found Ali, who he’d been looking for the whole time. Asher glanced behind him, hoping if he waited long enough Liam would catch up, and it also gave him a chance to study her a little more, trying to place her name.

He was sure he’d seen a few of her videos, but he never bother with watching the beauty channels, and ad a good feeling she was a beauty guru just by the way she was dressed, and how amazing she looked. He hums a bit, seeing her see him, and he smiles at her, glancing back again to try and spot Liam, before deciding to walk over to them. He greets Alli first, pressing a kiss to her cheek and hugging her loosely, asking her why she hadn’t introduced her friends yet. He paid attention to her as she spoke, and to Jenna, though he already somewhat new the girl since she was more or less friends with Oliver, and then he glances to the blonde again, smiling when she says her name. He squeezes her hand a little, his head nodding, “Katie,” He repeats, noting her accent and smiling more as he looks to Alli, “You both from New York then?” He asks, his eyes moving back to Katie as he grins, about to ask another question when Liam pushes up by him, “Ah, finally!” He slurs, Asher glancing over his shoulder at him as he reaches for Alli, his arms wrapping around her, “Babe I’ve been looking everywhere!” Asher laughs when Liam starts to kiss his girlfriend, and glances back at Katie, smiling at her and tilting his head a bit, “You wanna go dance with me? Or do you wanna third wheel with Jenna?”

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Give Me All of It |-Winley-

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Hartley hums, letting out a laugh when she asked how he felt about lesbian sex, kissing back when she presses her mouth to his quickly. “I’m for it,” he teases, biting his lip and tilting his head back some when she began to kiss down his neck, fingers pressing to his clit. He lets out a breath, her mouth trailing down until she finds his nipples again, sucking, biting, and licking at them, making Hartley moan and whimper, his hands on her shoulder and in her hair. He arches against her mouth some until she kneels down, him letting out a shaky breath as she slides her fingers through his soaked slit, making him moan.

"So different," he breathes, hearing her giggling before pressing her mouth to his thigh, nuzzling his skin and slipping two fingers into him, his hips jerking and a soft whimper passing his lips. She sits up taller, mouth finding his nipple again and sucking it, before she presses a gentle kiss to it as she slides her fingers out of him to his clit, teasing it again and flicking her tongue over him, Hartley too lost in the new sensations to really realize he wasn’t doing anything to her in return.

She pulls away from him, Hartley letting out a breath and a whimper, looking down at her as she meets his eyes, bringing her fingers into her mouth, sucking his wetness from them and he groans, her giggling as she tells him he was sweet. He hums, her hands resting on his thighs as she leans in, sliding her tongue over his slit, him letting out a soft mewl at the feeling. She circles his clit with the tip of her tongue, barely pressing her tongue to it before pulling back, Hartley whining some, nodding when she asked if he liked it. It was way too much and not enough, but he pulls her mouth back, Winnie not hesitating to press her mouth close to him again, tongue licking at his slit before her lips wrap around his clit, sucking it.

He moans loudly, hips jerking and the sensation he realizes, it way too much, no matter how good it felt. He tugs her hair some, her gripping his thighs and pressing even closer, Hartley crying out, hips jerking against her mouth again and she moans, making his legs tremble. “Win, Winnie, baby wait,” he breathes, her pulling back some and licking her lips. He lets out a few breaths, each one heavy and shaky. “It’s… It’s way too sensitive for too much,” he murmurs, Winnie pouting at him before she starts to stand.

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Winnie lets out a less than pleased sound when Hartley pulls her away just a bit, making her pull away more as he whines about it being to much, saying he was to sensitive and she can't help but giggle, her eyes rolling. "It's not," She says, pressing her lips under his naval, standing up slowly and kissing her way back up, "It only feels like that cause you haven't experienced your first female orgasm," She hums, nipping at his plump lower lip, and humming, "You've got to be able to take more baby," She says, her hands moving up his sides, and down to his hips again, gripping them and dragging him towards her bed.

"Normal girls can take it," She says, pushing him down to the bed, gripping his thin shoulders and climbing into his lap, humming when his hands grip her hips, his touch much softer than it was when he was in his body, her hands gentler and making her shiver, "I can take it," She teases, pushing him back to bed some, leaning down to kiss his jaw, trailing down to his long neck, biting and sucking at his pulse point, humming in approval when his hands slide up the back of her thighs. "So you're gonna take it," She hums, shivering a little when his fingers brush against her ass, and she smiles, kissing and nipping at his shoulder.

She pulls back now, leaning to her left and pulling open the bottom drawer of her dressed, humming as she reaches in and grips the pink box, not bother to close it back, seeing Hartley leaning up to examine the contents in the drawer as she sets the box onto the bed, flipping the lid off and humming. "I know," She hums, reaching in and hooking her finger into the cuff, holding it up between them, "Let me use these on you," She says letting Hartley take the handcuffs as she reaches over to grab the box, putting the lid back on it and tossing it into the drawer, "And this way we don't have to worry about it being to much."

She looks back at him, smiling and pushing him back to the bed, allowing him to keep the cuffs for the moment, "Put one on your wrist and make it tight," She says, as she climbs off of him, gripping her dress and pulling it up off her head, tossing it to the side as she toes her heels off, smiling as he scoots onto the bed more, and she moves back onto it, watching as he put one of the cuffs on, and she grips it, making it tighter and smiling when he makes a face.

 "It's going to make it better baby," She says as she pulls the hand in the cuff over her head, gripping the other side of the hand cuffs and looping it around the bar of her bed, grabbing his other hand, and pulling it up, making the hand cuff just as tight, "How's that?" She asks, moving over him again, tugging his hips down the bed some more, gigglign at how easily she's able to do with his new body, "Comfy?" She asks, straddling his hips, leaning over his head so she could push his hands down the bar more, so he's flat against the bed, moving to fluff the pillow beneath his head, and smiling, "You good?" She asks, leaning down and kissing his mouth gently.

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Pier 39 Date |-Fawniel-

They had been dating for a little over a month now, officially dating at least. They had been screwing around behind everyone's back for about a month before that, but now they were together, and they didn't have to sneak around and hide anymore. But Danny still had this nagging feeling that Fawcett still wanted to hide him, considering whenever they were together, they stayed hauled up in her house. The only time they left is if there was a party, and at that she hardly let him touch her unless she was drunk and wanted the attention. 

Danny hums, his hand sliding up Fawcett's side smiling at her and tilting his head away when she tried to go in for another kiss. "I'm starting to think all you want is to get in my pants," He teases lightly, gripping her hip and laughing when she climbed back into his lap. He leans up, pressing his lips to the under side of her jaw, his hands sliding up her sides and wrapping around her waist, pulling her close and nuzzling against her neck as she giggles, her fingers card through his hair.

He smiles against her skin, pressing his lips to her pulse point and tilting his head back, puckering his lip sand smiling when she meets them with her own, "I want to go on a date," He says happily, pouting when she gives him a weird look and he sighs,  "Let's go to the pier baby, we haven't left your house in hours, i need sunlight." He tries, smiling and kissing her again, "We can go out to eat too."

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Wait For Me | -Roonny-

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Narumi sighs softly when Daniel says her name, stepping closer and apologizing to her. He reaches for her arm and she lets him grip her gently, him stepping even closer as he makes an excuse for the girl he had in his room. “Danny you don’t have to lie to me,” she says, looking up at him now, seeing him pout. “I know why she was in your room, she’s not the first groupie you’ve had in there you know,” she murmurs, his face falling. “I’m not angry, I was.. caught off guard. You don’t have to apologize,” she says, giving him a slightly forced half smile. He steps closer, asking if she wanted to talk to him. ‘…Yeah,” she says, nodding slightly. “Yeah I just.. Can we talk in my room? It’s just down the hall. Eric got it even though I said i would be staying with my mum,” she tells him, biting her lip when Danny nods and she turns quickly, walking down the hall.

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Danny frowns when she calls him out on his lie, his head going down in shame. He hates lying, why did he just do that? "I'm sorry," He says again, feeling himself feeling guilty for the girls as she speaks, and she tells him she isn't angry, telling him not to apologize but he felt like he had to. He loved her, and he hurt her, and-. He sighs, nodding his head and watching her when she says she does want to talk, him glancing at his door when she asks if they can go to her room. He's quick to comply, and he nods frowning when she turns and he took a stride to put himself by her, his hand going to her arm, "Are you okay?" He asks, unable to wait until they got to the room, and he can feel the pit growing in his stomach, worry and concern and dread bubbling up from the what ifs, "You're... you're not leaving are you? You're staying?" He doesn't even what he's saying, just feeling himself terrified of what could be going on, whatever she had to talk about, "Did I do something again?" He asks sadly, frowning at her when she stops outside the door, "I'm sorry..."

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I'm Your National Anthem|-Synnvery-

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Synnove kisses Avery back slowly and carefully, trying to follow what he was doing. She was shy though, considering this was her first kiss. Her hand rests on his neck as she kisses him, his hand sliding up her side, tugging the nightie she wore up some as his free hand lightly gripped her hair. Avery smiles against her mouth, and her eyes flutter open when he pulls back some, blushing deeper when he asks if anyone has kissed her before.  She shakes her head slowly, biting her lip and he grins, leaning and pressing his mouth to hers again. Her heart raced in her chest, feeling him gently coaxing her mouth open and she pulls back some, her cheeks burning red. “I… I never do that before,” she whispers to him, feeling his thumb stroking her skin.

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Avery gives her a gentle smile, his knuckles brushing across her hot cheek, nodding his head in understanding, "I know," He whispers, sitting up some and kissing her lips softly, brushing his nose against hers, "But I can teach you," He murmurs, his hand sliding down to her neck again, lips on her bottom lip, kissing and nipping gently, "It's not hard at all," He hums, his thumb stroking her jawline, mouth trying to coax her's open, "It's all about rhythm, just like in a piano piece, or a song." He murmurs, his tongue sliding along her bottom lip, just barely brushing against the tip of hers, smiling when she shivers, "You take what I do," He mumbles, his tongue stroking the roof of her mouth, before pulling away, kissing her gently again, "And you do something to match it," He hums, nipping at her bottom lip, "Something that sounds good with it." He whispers, sucking at her bottom lip and making her whimper, "That sounds good songbird," He tells her, smiling wide and pulling away just a bit, kissing her cheek, "You're okay still right?" He asks, looking at her and wanting to make sure she was comfortable, "You want me stop now?"

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Why Don't You Figure My Heart Out? |-Olissa-

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Oliver could feel Clarissa moving her head some to get his lips back on hers, and he complies once he feels her fingers tangling in the back of his hair, wanting more. He moves up to her mouth, pressing closer to her as he kisses her, both hands sliding to her face and the sides of her neck. She was relaxing more, her soft lips no longer as tense against his and he hums, pulling back some when she feels him tug lightly at his shirt. Pressing a quick kiss to her lips, he reaches to the back of his collar, tugging the shirt up and over his head, tossing it to the side before leaning forward again, his hand sliding onto her face as he pressed his lips to hers once more.

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Clarissa wants to stare more, her pouting when he leans in and starts to kiss her, and she whimpers into his mouth, turning her head and letting out a giggle as she grips his shoulder, "I think I like kissing," She tells him, feeling herself relaxing, lightening up a little as she moves, pushing against his shoulder and throwing a leg over his hips and sitting on her knees, letting out a sigh as her hands slide down his chest, pushing him back some when he tried to kiss her again, "Hold on Oliver," She murmurs, her nails scraping down his torso, her cheeks hot and red, but her curiosity was stronger than her embarrassment, and she bites her bottom lip, glancing back up at him and smiling some, leaning it and pressing a soft kiss to his mouth, her hands staying on his stomach as she stays on her knees so she isn't sitting on him, kissing him slowly and trying to keep up with his movements when he deepened it again, his tongue sliding into her mouth and making her whimper, her yes closing as she scratches at his stomach.

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Talking Body | -Alvery-

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Alice smiles when Avery tells her that he loves buying her things that make her happy, because it makes him happy and she hums, kissing him again until he pulls back. He nudges her jaw with his knuckle, telling her to open her mouth because he’s got another present for her. She does as he asks without a question, sticking her tongue out some, figuring it was a pill of some sort, being right when he places one on her tongue. She takes it back into her mouth and he cups her cheek, kissing her deeply and she opens her mouth for him, the pill dissolving in their kiss, leaving a bad taste in her mouth but she didn’t care because Avery slipped his hand into her hair and his other onto her ass, pulling her closer, making her moan some against his lips. He pulls back and steps towards the bags, pulling her with him as he searches for something, her smiling as she leans into him, her hand sliding up his side. “I always love fun with you baby,” she tells him, grinning when he holds out the bottle of wine to her, her taking it and pulling out the cork with some difficulty, drinking straight from the bottle when she could and handing it to Avery, leaning up and kissing his neck as he drinks.

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Avery loves the way her hands feel sliding up his side, her lips on his neck as he drinks from the bottle before he sighs, and sets it on the table by the bed. He laughs, griping her hips and pushing her back onto the bed, onto the bags and not caring at all about breaking anything, ignoring her giggling protests as he slides his hands up her shirt, tugging it up kissing down her stomach, biting down on her ribs and humming when she mewls, her back arching up off the bed some, "We need to sort through the gifts baby girl," He murmurs, moving and sitting on his knees, his legs on either side of hers, and he sits in her lap some, her still lying on the bed as she laughs, and he tugs his shirt up over his head, his hand sliding down her sternum, pouting at her shirt, "I don't like this." He says, moving to grip the thin fabric, tugging it up and off of her, "No more shirts like this baby, i need more skin." He murmurs, leaning down and biting at her neck, kissing his way up to her mouth, "Do you want to try on something I bought you?" He asks, pulling back just a bit, grinning and kissing the top of her nose, "It's black and lacy."

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Wicked Game |-Jalver-

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"It’s what most boys are after," she murmurs, biting her lip when he leans down, her eyes closing as he kisses her. She can feel the heat starting up again, spreading from her head to the tips of her fingers and down to her legs as she feels his hand on her neck tighten some, before moving down to her waist. She barely hears what he says, kissing him a little harder and pressing herself closer before he leans down to kiss her shoulder, then her neck, nipping at her skin and she shivers, following him as he tugs her towards the stairs. She nods, kissing him again, a bit more eagerly, needing him now, the feeling inside her growing more uncomfortable. "Let’s go," she whispers against his lips.

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Jace smiles when she agrees to go somewhere with him, and he nods his head, his fingers lacing through hers as he takes her up the stairs, her eager to get there it seemed, and he had no problem with that. He glances back at her, feeling her hand sliding up the back of his shirt, caressing his sides and his shoulders, and he can't help but smile to himself when they turned down the hall, and he took her to his room. He lets go of her hand once they're there, and he turns a little, smiling at her as she  bites her lip, her hands goigng to her top and he raises an eyebrow when she pulls it over her head, and he lets out a laugh. "Who says I brought you up here to fuck you?" He teases, seeing her smile before she giggles he rests his hands on her hips, leaning down and kissing her mouth, "I still want to know who you are Silver," He mumbles, nipping at her lip, "Don't you want me to know that?"

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Room 93 |-Dessa-

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Nessa whimpers when Daniel tells her to be a good girl, and that he would keep giving her what she wanted. She feels the hand on her hip move around her waist, moving up and pulling her body a little straighter, him moving closer and she lets out a moan at the new angle. His hand slides down her body and she whimpers some, feeling his hand sliding between her legs, rubbing at her clit. The touch made her moan softly, Danny moaning in her ear and nipping at her earlobe as she whines quietly. “Baby, baby please,” she whines, pressing back against him some. “Fuck, baby go harder,” she begs softly.

He whines into her ear, voice breathy and teeth nipping at her ear, his thrusts harder and making her clench around him. Danny was teasing her, driving her crazy. He tells her to keep begging, pressing her harder against the door and she whines, his thrusts just barely increasing, him pushing as deep as he could, making her let out louder moans as his finger rubbed her clit. He tells her not to stop now, that he wanted to hear her voice telling him what she needed, how close she was and she whimpers loudly when he bites down on her neck, leaving his mark and letting go of one of her wrists so she could support herself against the door.

"Fuck, go harder, please," she begs, wanting more, wanting to do what he asked of her. "Baby please, I’m so close," she whines, pushing down on him, angling herself a bit, her back arched some more as she grinds down on him, wanting him to go faster. The hand on her wrist lets go and she lets out a breath as he grabs a hold of her hip, keeping her still as he pulls out of her and she whimpers. "No, no, please," she starts, quieting down some when he shushes her. He steps back, tugging her with him, the hand on her clit moving to press down on her back as he tells her to put both hands on the door.

She does as she’s told, putting both hands on the door, feeling him push the skirt of her dress up over her ass, his hand sliding down and fingers pushing into her, making her gasp and moan, her body jerking when he finds that spot inside her, rubbing it firmly until she was shaking and whimpering. She makes a noise of protest when he pulls his fingers out, sliding them down to her clit and she whines some, biting her lip when he pulls back completely now, hand still on her hips to keep her still as he guides his cock back into her. She lets out a shaky breath, feeling him push into her as deep as he could, gripping both her hips now and she lets out a soft moan of his name.

He’s still being slow, his thrusts hard and teasing as he wraps his arm around her waist, leaning into her some, the angle allowing him deeper and allowing him to hit that spot inside her that made her moan louder, her head tilting back. “Fuck, please give me more baby,” she whines, wanting him to go faster and harder, frustrated with his teasing, but all he does is kiss her shoulder and whisper for her to beg again, and she does.

"Please, please, fuck, I’ve been good baby, I’ve been so good please stop teasing," she begs him, gasping when he thrust in hard, the hand resting against her stomach sliding down between her legs again. He rubs her clit as he continues to thrust into her hard, his pace picking up and giving her exactly what she wanted, Nessa moaning and keening. "Thank you, fuck, thank you," she moans, her head tilting back, feeling his other hand sliding up to the neckline of her dress, tugging it hard enough to pop the buttons that held the top of it closed, Nessa letting out a pleased laugh that turned into a moan when he gropes her breast.

She lets out a louder moan, Danny hitting that spot inside her on each thrust, Nessa whining and pressing back against him, using her hands on the door to help her push down on him. He rubs her clit more until she was clenching around his cock, close to her orgasm. “Baby I’m close,” she whimpers, him moaning in her ear, biting her lip hard. She doesn’t know if he wants her to ask him for permission, but he’s been pretty dominant, so she goes ahead and asks him, words breathy and shaky as he rubs and lightly pinches her nipple. “Baby can I cum?”

He doesn’t answer her right away, his thrusts getting harder and faster and making her breathless, the glass of the door fogging up more as her fingers scratch against the wood of the door. She whimpers for him, lips parting and a loud moan escaping when he gives a hard thrust, hitting that spot inside her again. “Baby, fuck, Danny please can I cum?” She’s begging now, turning her head enough to feel his lips against her cheek. “Fuck, Danny please?”

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She begs him well, him feeling his ego inflating and he cant help but laugh at her pleas. He loved making girls beg, but he was doing most of this for her, since she'd made it some what clear she liked it rough, she liked being dominated and Danny only wanted to please her, in whatever way it took. He gropes at her breast, thrusting hard and picking his pace up more, hitting that spot inside of her and feeling her clinch and throb around him, letting him know just how close she was to cumming.

She asks permission to cum, and he smiles some, pressing his lips to her shoulder, thrusting harder and moaning against her skin when she lets out a cry, her head tilting back as she begs more. He hums, pressing his lips to her cheek, and letting out a breath when her hips tremble, and she tightens around him, "Yes baby," He moans, kissing her cheek and nipping at her ear, "You can cum, you cum whenever you want." He mumbles, his mouth moving to her shoulder as he bites down, fucking her harder and moaning against her skin when she starts to cry out, one of her hands leaving the door to go over his on her clit.

He tilts his head away from her shoulder, his forehead resting against her back as he whimpers when she cums, her pussy pulsating and her hips pushing back against his, pushing him in deeper, making him go faster and he knows she's trying to get him to cum with her, but he shakes his head, his hands sliding to grip her hips again, thrusting hard, but at his pace, feeling her go limp some as she brings her hand back to the door to support herself, him waiting until she finishes before he pulls out slowly, her whimper at the loss of him and him sighing. 

He grips her hand on the door, making her stand back up and turn around, his other hand going to her neck as he leans down, kissing her hungrily, sucking and biting at her lips as he takes a step back, heading for the table he had spotted when walking in. "Lift your arms," He murmurs, his hands sliding down her body to grip the skirt of her dress, smiling when she listens and he tugs it up and off her body, dropping it to the floor and admiring her naked figure, his hands moving up the curves of her waist, griping at the sides of her breasts before moving back down again to grip her thighs, and picked her up, turning and setting her on the edge of the wood table.

"You're perfect you know," He murmurs, his hands on her thighs sliding up, and squeezing the soft flesh on the inside of her legs, "Did I do a good job?" He asks, leaning in and pecking her lips, "Was I rough enough for you?" He laughs, nipping at her lips and kissing her hungrily, his hand moving to her pussy, his middle finger sliding up her slit, and pushing into her just barely, before sliding up to her clit. He bites his lip at how wet she was now, and how sensitive when her hips trembled, "I still have to cum."

He sees her nod, and he leans in, kissing her bottom lip and moving to grip his cock, guiding himself into her slowly, his other hand pulling her hips back and off the table a little, as he pushes in deeper, bringing her hips closer to him, her moaning and head tipping back as he lets out a breath, leaning down to kiss her, his body moving into hers, thrusting hard, but stay slow, his hips trembling slightly when she whimpers.