Silence Falls

[I WILL NOT RP WITH YOU, DON'T EVEN BOTHER FOLLOWING. NOT OC FRIENDLY. I ONLY RP WITH ONE PERSON ON HERE, GO AWAY. <3 LITERALLY PEOPLE STOP FOLLOWING THIS BLOG]

[falsfromgrace]

"There’s nothing good in there, I already checked. Except some Hot Pockets and his vodka." 

[thesilencesails]

Hot pockets and vodka is good. Especially the vodka. How angry do you reckon he'd be if I threw up in his rubbish tin?

[falsfromgrace]

[giggles] Should we fuck in the break room again?

[thesilencesails]

Yes. Let's fuck messily and vigorously. And then eat all their food, afterward.

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Viserys hates me more than Robert Baratheon! Oh, happy day!

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WAIFU WHAT THE FUCK

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

Falia leaned forward, placing her hands on her thighs and thinking for a moment. “You know where I live, you know where I work… maybe you could star from there.” She winked at him. “You know where to find me, shug.” She continued up the stairs to her apartment, closing the door and locking it. Her cat sped up to her, wrapping its body around her ankles and following her as she filled the food bowl and passed out on her bed for a few hours until it was time for her to go back to work once again. 

Falia picked out the outfit she was going to wear. A black transparent underwear set with silver pieces hanging from the fabric and thigh high boots. When she got inside to the club, she quickly put on her makeup that composed of heavy brow liner, eyeshadow, lipstick, eye liner, mascara, fake eye lashes, and some expensive perfume. She went outside, to the club, smiled, shook her ass and her tits until dollar bills lined her g-string. It was already one in the morning and she made five hundred, but the night wasn’t over yet. 

Her boss, Frankie told her a customer wanted a private dance. She hated private dances. But it normally meant a fat tip for her. Sometimes the sleezeballs would grab her tits, or try to stick their hands down her panties or offer her double for a blowjob, a handjob or sex in the parking lot. Falia rolled her eyes and pretended to look happy for the customer when she entered the booth. 

[thesilencesails]

The woman - Falia, or Pepper - had been on his mind all night. He went home, cleaned up a bit, slept - she was in his dreams, too. Euron woke early, restless and wanting of her. He went about his day as best he could - doing Club business, going to work. But later in the afternoon, he decided that he couldn't wait any longer.

Donning his kutte and mounting his bike, Euron made his way to the strip club where that mesmerizing had been the first time. He sauntered inside, and immediately ordered a private dance with one Pepper. He was ushered towards a room and given a drink. Euron leaned back in the chair, sipping at his whiskey and waiting.

As soon as the curtain pulled back to reveal her, he grinned widely. "Falia," He purred. "Or should I call you Pepper?" The man laughed. "I had to see you again. Sober, this time. I'm sure it was an incredible show."

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

"Yeah, that old place.” She smirked. She hated her apartment, but it was close to her work. All she had to do was walk down the street and across and she would be there. Of course there had been men who attempted to follow her home, but sometimes she would walk around the block a few times until she could shake them off. When they arrived, she slipped off his bike, returning his helmet. “Thanks for the ride.” She said, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. 

[thesilencesails]

Euron took back the helmet he allowed her to borrow. "No problem, doll." He purred, watching intently as she pulled out a cigarette and took it to her lips. Such gorgeous lips. The shape of them was captivating; Euron had no doubt that they felt even better. He wished he had been sober enough to remember his prior fuck with her - but he did not doubt that it had been something incredible. He had never been quite so entranced with a woman as he was now. "Can I get your number...?" He asked, flashing a grin. "I gotta see you again, gorgeous. My life depends on it."

[thesilencesails]

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[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

"8th Ave." She said as close to his ear as possible. "I live in those crummy apartments with the dogs barking at all hours of the night and you can almost hear the domestic abuse." Euron looked like one of those rough types with five different girlfriends in each state. She wanted a one night stand, nothing else. She had been hurt far too many times before. 

[thesilencesails]

"Ah, that old place? That's nowhere to live for such a captivating girl as yourself," He replied, the bike snarling as it sped along the streets. He had to keep this one, somehow. There was just something about her that Euron could not stand to lose. Maybe it was simply because she was buxom and gorgeous; but, for now, Euron knew he had to see her again.

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

She adjusted her hair and placed it on her head. “I would love you to.” She said, wrapping her arms around his waist. The motorcycle, the tattoos and his body was too good to resist. She dragged her hand down his abdomen, wrapping them firmly around him. 

[thesilencesails]

Euron grinned at the feeling of her body against his - the way her tits pressed so firmly to his back, her head nestled against the nape of his neck. It was so pleasant, he could have purred. The man revved the bike to life, driving it out of the garage. He pressed the button on his keys that closed the door. "Where abouts do you live, doll?" He asked, grinning back at her.

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

Falia blushed when he kissed her hand. Someone was turning on the charm a wee bit strong, but she didn’t care. She liked it. The Harley was beautiful, something he must’ve been proud of since he kept it in great condition. She nodded. “She’s a beauty.” She said, putting her leg over the motorcycle and leaning forward to hold the throttle. “I love it actually.” 

[thesilencesails]

Euron watched her as she straddled his pride and joy. A smirk curling upon his lips, he ran his fingers along the handlebar. "I'm glad." He grabbed his helmet and strapped it on - he took the spare and held it out to her. "What do you say, miss Falia...? Might I take you home on my fine chariot...?" He offered a wide grin and a wink. 

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

"Oh," Falia said, as he stood out of bed with no clothes on. She hardly remembered what his body looked like, but she was impressed by the sight. He had strong arms, tattoos that covered his arms and some of his body and a happy trail. "Thanks." She said, adjusting her bag on her shoulder, admiring that body of his. "Harley’s? Maybe once or twice when I was fifteen, but not recently." 

[thesilencesails]

Euron grinned, now fully dressed. "You ain't seen mine." He took her hand and raised it to his lips, laying a kiss upon her knuckles. "Come on, babe. I'll show ya." He lead her out to the garage - as he did, he grabbed his keys. Opening the door, inside sat his red truck and his pristine black Harley Davidson. "What do ya think?"

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

"You didn’t seem to mind my name last night." She chuckled, glancing over at his clock. "But seriously, I would love to chat, but I’ve got to get to a bus. My cat will start ripping up the furniture and peeing if I don’t feed her." She said, working her way out of his arms and grabbing her bag again heading to the door. "Maybe I’ll see you again, sometime?" 

[thesilencesails]

"A bus? Those things are foul. Let me give you a ride home." Euron stood out of bed, completely naked. He pulled on some smalls and a pair of jeans, discarded on the floor. Euron dressed quickly, his eyes never leaving her. "Ever ridden on a Harley, baby girl?" He crooned, running his hand along the dip of her back as he pulled on his kutte. "You won't forget it."

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

Falia giggled as he kissed the side of her neck. “I think you would be just fine if I left. You seem to be doing well so far.” She giggled again, and sighed. “You must say this to all the strippers you hook up with.” She leaned back into his chest. “Falia, my name is Falia. My stage name is Pepper. In case you forgot. You dropped five hundred dollars, not including your tab for one lap dance.”

[thesilencesails]

"No. The strippers I hook up with get told to get the fuck out of my house." He answered. That was the truth of it, though. Most women didn't get the time of day from Euron -- but this broad... she was more beautiful than anything she'd ever seen, and he'd had his fair share of ladies. He dipped his head to kiss her shoulder, and held her closer. "Five hundred, huh? Worth it, for such a gorgeous gal like you, Falia." He paused. "Falia. Pretty name, too. Better than Pepper."

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead’s curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. “Am I dreaming…?” He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. “Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl…”

[falsfromgrace]

Falia smirked, falling into his lap. “I have to get home and feed my cat and then sleep enough to go to work.” She said, attempting to peel her way out of his arms. “But hey, it was nice meeting you…erm…” She frowned. “What’s your name again?” 

[thesilencesails]

"Name's Euron, pretty lady." He purred, his lips brushing her ear. He ran his large, warm hands along her thighs, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. Damn, drunk me. Good find. Euron gave himself a mental pat on the back. "Stay a bit longer, gorgeous. I think I'd die if I never saw your face again. Tell me your name, or I'm going to start calling you an angel."

[thesilencesails]

Falia poked him in the head, looking down at him while he slept. He couldn't drink and party like she could. "Hey." She said, dragging her fingers along his jaw. "Wake up. I'm leaving, okay?" She said, picking up her purse, hoping he wouldn't mind she used his shower and stole some frozen waffles from his freezer. She had been through one night stands before. This one was no different. "Thanks for the blow and letting me crash."

Euron rolled over, flickering his eyes open slowly. The pretty redhead's curvaceous figure and curly dark red locks made him almost purr. "Am I dreaming...?" He mumbled, sitting up slowly. Euron curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. "Did I really score such a vision? Damn, girl..."

[falsfromgrace]

"Falia. I had told you to come promptly, hadn't I? How disappointing that you cannot adhere to a simple order." The man shook his head, eye narrowing as he watched her. "Shall I have to punish you?"

"Euron," She said. "I had to put the baby to sleep. He wouldn’t stop crying and… I couldn’t leave him alone… please don’t hurt me again.." 

[falsfromgrace]

Falia kept silent, her eyes looking down to her feet. “Good luck on your voyage..” She said flatly. Every time he left she prayed for terrible weather, that he would die at sea and never come back and every time the gods laughed at her.

[thesilencesails]

He could hear the disdain in her tone. He knew how she hated him; how she wished he would never return. But that would never happen; for she was his, and always would be. Even in death, he would come to her in her dreams. "Mayhaps I shall bring you back a gift," He crooned. "Silks. Gold. Perfume..."

[falsfromgrace]

"Falia. I had told you to come promptly, hadn't I? How disappointing that you cannot adhere to a simple order." The man shook his head, eye narrowing as he watched her. "Shall I have to punish you?"

"Euron," She said. "I had to put the baby to sleep. He wouldn’t stop crying and… I couldn’t leave him alone… please don’t hurt me again.." 

[falsfromgrace]

Falia was used to his taunts by now. “Did you bring me to your chambers to insult me… or is there a reason why you’ve bothered me?” 

[thesilencesails]

Euron irked a brow, blue lips drawn to a thin line. "Watch your words, woman, or I shall do far more than insult you." He gave her a quick once-over. "I will be taking leave tomorrow. A short voyage, just up the coast. I had thought to inform you of it."