A flower in bloom

Independed OC para rp. Mun and Muse are 21+ 

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If you had me for one night... finish it in my ask!

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She didn’t quite care about him parking. Whether the car was moving or not, she still got him, and while the added danger would’ve been added fun, Ella could easily admit that she much preferred having his tongue in her mouth.  In the darkness of midnight, the streets were empty enough for her to shuffle and move over to him, straddling one of his legs in order to be even closer. Her free hand mimicked his movements and wrapped around his neck, tugging him closer, while the hand still trapped between their bodies smoothly slipped under his boxers, wrapping around him once again. 

“Wouldn’t that be a wonderful way to go.” The blonde joked with a giggle once she’d finally broken the kiss in order to take a breath. “Oh, but do we?” Doe eyes met his as her hand began strategically slow strokes, matching up rhythm with the gentle, barely there rock of her hips. “I thought you didn’t care for the view…” It had been almost a month of travelling for the blonde and she’d become impatient. A whole month of desires and lust building up, constantly fuelled by El’s entirely inappropriate messages and photos, it was surprising she was holding back at all.

El managed to reach and shift his seat pushing it to the brim backwards, adding them some space, now that the albino was climbing on top of him. She was persuasive, he could give her that. With the alcohol and drugs probably long gone from his system, just her touch had his head spinning like he was having some wild acid trip. Not once did he stop to think they are in a public space after all. It didn’t matter. All he cared about were her plump pale lips, warming his insides with each stolen kiss. It didn’t come as a surprise that he wanted to stop talking altogether.

His big hands moved to her hips, pulling her even closer, shifting so she was actually straddling him, even if a bit uncomfortable in this place. They were both thin, they managed to fit in the limited space. “You little teasing bitch….” He hummed in between their lips, their breaths mixing and with the temperature raising in the vehicle taking the oxygen out of their lungs even faster. Another shift and his pants were even lower, for her to enjoy the exposed contents. All they needed was to move aside her panties. El’s kisses slid to her jawline and neck, recklessly biting on the white skin, leaving dark marks. He was almost curious how long will it take her to give in and move to welcome him inside of her.

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Ella couldn’t keep back the giggles when the seat slid back with a bit of a bump, allowing them more space. It wasn’t much, but given how close they liked holding each other, the tight space would do. “Oh you love it...” The blonde pouted theatrically, arching slightly as his mouth slid down her neck. He wasn’t supposed to leave such visible marks, it wasn’t great for the business, but she’d be damned if she stopped him in that moment.

If she wasn’t stubborn enough to want to play, she would’ve lost it and tugged aside the wet fabric of her panties, but she wanted to savour every moment. A light shrug of her shoulders send both the straps of her dress and her bra sliding down, opening a path for his mouth. “I missed you...”She purred, burrowing hands in his hair and rocking hips against him. With every move she could feel his bare skin against hers as well as the buckle of his belt pressing into her thigh no doubt leaving an angry red mark of the milky skin. But patience and stubbornness only gets you so far and it definitely wasn’t getting Ella anywhere. With every passing moment she was only getting more worked up and restless. Delicate hand balled up a lock of his hair in a fist and pulled his head back so she could meet his eyes. Tongue flicked at his bottom lip as her hips adjusted position, lifting just slightly and leaning in to press chest against his. One of her signature little smiles blooming on her lips as she posed herself in a way that gave him full reign of the situation, as well as the power to do whatever he wanted. For once it might not have been a fight for dominance.

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The drugs were wearing off, but the blurry lights outside the car and the building up sexual tension were a very good replacement. Especially with the hand roaming at the top of her thighs. It took a lot of willpower for her not to let her hips slip and press against his hand.  “Hmm? The hill? Sure…” It was almost as if she was reading his mind, or she just knew him way too well, because her hand moved away from his thigh and gathered the blonde mess of her hair in a high ponytail. A sweet smile blooming on her lips as she leaned in again, tracing his neck with kisses. “I’m always sweet, my love…” Purring softly, the little albino let her hand roam, busying herself with unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. “Aren’t I?” 

What he might have seen as a lack of opportunity, she saw as a challenge, wondering what could she get away with before she had him swerving down the empty roads. Cool fingers crawled beneath the waist of his jeans, slowly resting against his length at the same time as her teeth tugged on his ear. She’d never been so reckless, so wild, but maybe it came with the lifestyle? Or it was him that pulled it all out to the light. Either way, she was miles away from the girl she used to be, but she liked it. She was a poison apple and he was the only one able to live with the poison.

Did some gesture betrayed his thoughts? Or the pale witch was reading his mind? El didn’t care. His jaw tightened, muscles twitching at the signs of affection that wasn’t exactly along his need to drive them to the destined spot. “Ah, fuck… Yes, you are.” He replied gasping. The wheel turned as he parked in the side of the street. They have reached the outsides of the city, the last buildings. One small shop offering alcohol for the late parties was still open on the other side of the street. But the rest of the neighborhood was dark and frozen in time. There was no club or restaurant to have people wandering around. Either they were busy elsewhere or already asleep in their boring cheap beds.

El’s head turned sharply to catch her lips with his own. His hands reached for her neck and back of her head to deepen the kiss. Ah, he wished he could be reckless enough to keep on driving. But she was worth not taking the risk and rather enjoying the following few minutes of life. “You wouldn’t want to die with my cock in your throat.” He mumbled excusing his decision as their lips parted for brief few seconds. “I have too many plans for you. We need to reach the hill after all…” He joked but his breath was hitched, the hand stroking and teasing was making a mess of his mind.

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She didn’t quite care about him parking. Whether the car was moving or not, she still got him, and while the added danger would’ve been added fun, Ella could easily admit that she much preferred having his tongue in her mouth.  In the darkness of midnight, the streets were empty enough for her to shuffle and move over to him, straddling one of his legs in order to be even closer. Her free hand mimicked his movements and wrapped around his neck, tugging him closer, while the hand still trapped between their bodies smoothly slipped under his boxers, wrapping around him once again. 

“Wouldn’t that be a wonderful way to go.” The blonde joked with a giggle once she’d finally broken the kiss in order to take a breath. “Oh, but do we?” Doe eyes met his as her hand began strategically slow strokes, matching up rhythm with the gentle, barely there rock of her hips. “I thought you didn’t care for the view...” It had been almost a month of travelling for the blonde and she’d become impatient. A whole month of desires and lust building up, constantly fuelled by El’s entirely inappropriate messages and photos, it was surprising she was holding back at all.

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After El had finished playing about and headed for the car, Ella crouched down for a moment, patting the man’s shoulder surprisingly gently. “That might teach you to bite your tongue and not use those dirty words towards women you don’t know, hmm? If not, be certain that we’ll find you and remind you again.” The little blonde promised with a smile, before bouncing up and joining her lover in the car.  “I do appreciate it. Next time you can make as much mess as you want.” Purring sweetly, Ella was leaning in kissing El’s neck as he started the car and sped towards the end of town. “I do love it when you get all protective though…” Musing, her own hand crossed over his and rested on his thigh, much the same as his was on her own. She liked feeling him against her, liked knowing that he was there, liked the way his presence made her feel - like she was home. “Where to now, my love?” Pale gaze watched him instead of the road as she, ostensibly absentmindedly, hitched his hand higher up her thigh.

Luckily the roads were empty for the most part, he could drive fast, speed through the sleepy town, the street lights smudging into blurry lines as they were passing. One hand on the wheel, his eyes on the road but El couldn’t take his mind off the girl sitting next to him. He found himself grinning wildly, shaking his head to the reminiscence of how Ella talked to the guy knocked to the ground. She was one in a kind. She was the special cupcake with poison waiting inside. The touch of her cold hand that she pressed to his back minutes before still lingered in the spot, like she placed a disease there, allowed it to spread in his body. The kisses left on his neck messily burned on the other hand. He almost wished he could stop right in the middle of the road and demand her to give him head, right there, with the engine of the stolen car humming pleasantly around the white locks… “I thought of that vantage point on the hill?” He mused as her voice finally broke through the barrier of his dizzy, horny mind. “Not that I plan on admiring the view…” El mused moving his hand on her thigh high enough to rest on her hip, then circled lower in between her legs. Could she be more hot? He still needed enough concentration to not swerve the vehicle out of the route. Absentmindedly he rubbed her inner thighs with impatient gestures. Not harsh or sharp, but not delicate either. He just wanted to stop and to get to her. “…you were so sweet with him, Cupcake.” He mentioned, clearing his throat and filling the space between them with words for the lack of opportunity for lust. Yet.

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The drugs were wearing off, but the blurry lights outside the car and the building up sexual tension were a very good replacement. Especially with the hand roaming at the top of her thighs. It took a lot of willpower for her not to let her hips slip and press against his hand.  “Hmm? The hill? Sure...” It was almost as if she was reading his mind, or she just knew him way too well, because her hand moved away from his thigh and gathered the blonde mess of her hair in a high ponytail. A sweet smile blooming on her lips as she leaned in again, tracing his neck with kisses. “I’m always sweet, my love...” Purring softly, the little albino let her hand roam, busying herself with unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. “Aren’t I?” 

What he might have seen as a lack of opportunity, she saw as a challenge, wondering what could she get away with before she had him swerving down the empty roads. Cool fingers crawled beneath the waist of his jeans, slowly resting against his length at the same time as her teeth tugged on his ear. She’d never been so reckless, so wild, but maybe it came with the lifestyle? Or it was him that pulled it all out to the light. Either way, she was miles away from the girl she used to be, but she liked it. She was a poison apple and he was the only one able to live with the poison.

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Ella chuckled like a little girl in a candy shop when El offered her to make the call on that one. Looking him up and down it seemed that their minds turned the same way, since the first thing on Ella’s mind was that she wanted the car.  Stepping in, the little albino rested head against El’s shoulder for a moment, before tiptoeing to whisper gently in his ear. “Haven’t you always wanted to fuck me on the hood of a car?” the question punctuated by a chuckle and her hand momentarily slipping under his shirt and along his spine.  After the man had been sufficiently terrified by El’s threats and had finally stopped shaking like an autumn leaf thanks to a little force, Ella stretched out a hand between them, pale palm up. “Keys please.” She asked with sweetness that would entail he had a choice, when he really didn’t. When he didn’t move, most likely out of fright, she wiggled fingers impatiently. “Come on now honey. You don’t want be rude to us, do you now?” Ella’s voice was a twisted cocktail of sweet and soft and gentle with the underlying terror of threat and violence. It was her working voice. The exact way she bribed signatures, guns and wads of cash out of businessmen and cartels all over the world. “People are so slow when they’re scared.” The blonde shook her head, before leaning it against El’s shoulder once more.

El was running out of his own patience, the drugs rushing through his veins, speeding his gestures. His hand offered a light slap over the man’s head so he would snap out of the hypnosis. That worked and the man eventually, hesitantly outstretched the hand holding keys to the vehicle. “We’ll check the plates and get your home address, so don’t be cheeky and stay away from the police. You wouldn’t want to have more problems than this.” Of course they wouldn’t bother with doing any of that but the man didn’t know and at least they bought themselves some sense of impunity. El pushed the man aside to get into the driver’s seat and simply because the whole process took too long, he offered a hard punch to the victim’s stomach sending him to the ground and surely leaving out of breath for a good minute or two.

“Hey, no blood.” El winked at his partner in crime as soon as they both were on their seats, the engine humming pleasantly and ready to take them away. They wouldn’t be stupid enough to stay on the spot too long, in case the idiot was going to call the cops anyway. Soon the road was rolling fast under the tires and El crossed the town to get outside of it. His hand reached to the side finding Ella’s thigh and caressing it firmly, like he needed to make sure she won’t vanish away from this dream.

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After El had finished playing about and headed for the car, Ella crouched down for a moment, patting the man’s shoulder surprisingly gently. “That might teach you to bite your tongue and not use those dirty words towards women you don’t know, hmm? If not, be certain that we’ll find you and remind you again.” The little blonde promised with a smile, before bouncing up and joining her lover in the car.  “I do appreciate it. Next time you can make as much mess as you want.” Purring sweetly, Ella was leaning in kissing El’s neck as he started the car and sped towards the end of town. “I do love it when you get all protective though...” Musing, her own hand crossed over his and rested on his thigh, much the same as his was on her own. She liked feeling him against her, liked knowing that he was there, liked the way his presence made her feel - like she was home. “Where to now, my love?” Pale gaze watched him instead of the road as she, ostensibly absentmindedly, hitched his hand higher up her thigh.

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Ella wasn’t phased. Not by the cursing of either men, not by the sound of brakes being floored and tires squealing on the damp pavement, not by the gun sinking against the man’s cheek. She’d seen it one too many times to be surprised or to react sharply. Someone said something, looked at them wrong, slipped a hand up her leg. Different scenarios, same murderous outcome. 

“He doesn’t seem worth it my love. Look at him… His loneliness is gonna eat him alive and it’s gonna be far more painful than a quick bullet.” If there was something Ella had an immense talent for, it was reading people. Reading men in particular. She could recognise jealous rage from a mile away just by the scent of testosterone and the wandering eyes. “ He’s having a hard time getting laid, so he’s blaming every woman in his way for the self induced misfortune, isn’t that right?” The little blonde finally met the stranger’s eyes, her’s darkened by drugs and drink, but resolute and unblinking. “It’s sad, but most of all it’s not worth the stain.” And through all that, not once did she physically try to pull El away, move his hand, falter his aim in any way. If he did, she wouldn’t be too angry, she’d probably shrug it off, call someone to clean up and then have some steamy shower sex when they got home to wash off the blood, but she’d definitely prefer to have her fun night as they’d tried to plan it.

Ella was right. That was just another guy who yelled louder than his balls should let him. Now he stared wide-eyed at the attacker, too scared to beg for mercy or utter a prayer. He would surely offer them money to spare his life, he was the kind of coward who went into blind panic when facing actual death in the form of the gun. The trigger clicked and El removed the barrel away from the man’s cheek but he didn’t step back just yet. And the evil grin stretching on his features showed this would have been the easier way out for the victim.

“I’m sorry, Cupcake.” El spoke not turning to address Ella. “You are right. And I shouldn’t have react so quickly.” His voice was threateningly calm, like it was building up the storm before the first lightning cracks the sky in half. “He offended you and I stepped in but it should have been your call.” The mischievous glimmer only heightened in his dark eyes. “What will we do with him?” He asked looking the man up and down like he was already checking what kind of items they can loot from the corpse. He had his own ideas of course. Knocking the man down, leaving him without his wallet and the car. They could drive outside the city and have some lovely steamy sex. Then they would park just around the corner for the police to find the lost vehicle… “Stop shaking!” El slapped the man’s face if only to keep him up straight.

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Ella chuckled like a little girl in a candy shop when El offered her to make the call on that one. Looking him up and down it seemed that their minds turned the same way, since the first thing on Ella’s mind was that she wanted the car.  Stepping in, the little albino rested head against El’s shoulder for a moment, before tiptoeing to whisper gently in his ear. “Haven’t you always wanted to fuck me on the hood of a car?” the question punctuated by a chuckle and her hand momentarily slipping under his shirt and along his spine.  After the man had been sufficiently terrified by El’s threats and had finally stopped shaking like an autumn leaf thanks to a little force, Ella stretched out a hand between them, pale palm up. “Keys please.” She asked with sweetness that would entail he had a choice, when he really didn’t. When he didn’t move, most likely out of fright, she wiggled fingers impatiently. “Come on now honey. You don’t want be rude to us, do you now?” Ella’s voice was a twisted cocktail of sweet and soft and gentle with the underlying terror of threat and violence. It was her working voice. The exact way she bribed signatures, guns and wads of cash out of businessmen and cartels all over the world. “People are so slow when they’re scared.” The blonde shook her head, before leaning it against El’s shoulder once more.

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She didn’t expect him to stop her, but it was like second nature for her body to lean into his and melt just a little, because she knew he’d hold onto her and not let her hit the ground. His words caressed her, his breath tickling at her ear, and it all sounded so very irresistible… yet she hesitated. Could they do that? Could they just drop everything for a few days and just live? Ride on all the pleasures money could buy and all the ones it couldn’t. 

The car’s headlights broke her train of thoughts, making her try and hide her face against his shoulder in order to stop the assault of the bright light on her eyes. “Okay…” Her answer was simple, but she doubted he needed more.  Shuffling a little, the little blonde turned so she could meet his eyes. “And you’re not saying that because you’re high?” A little smile bloomed in the corners of her mouth as her hands slipped in his back pockets.

El breathed in her presence, his big hands on her shoulders, keeping her in place and making sure she’s not just the effect of the alcohol mixed with drugs. He was focusing on her answer, almost unaware of the vehicle driving their direction. And the driver had the place to swerve missing them. Still the bright light reflecting in her white hair made goosebumps appear on El’s skin. His frame shifted like he wanted to move her further into the sidewalk and his head turned just in time to follow the black car moving past them. And despite the place for safe maneuver the driver needed to point out his feelings about the pair standing on the street. He blew the horn and yelled loud enough for them to hear a bunch of muffled slurs directed at the woman by his side. El didn’t need more than that, he yelled back whatever happened to stumble through his mouth, incomprehensible sentences for the most part but the tone was obvious. And loud enough to only heat up the argument more. The car stopped few meters down the road. El was already pulling out his gun from the back of his jeans. He stepped to the driver’s side with his long strides. “You’re sure? You’re sure about that, huh?” He didn’t wait for the other to fully comprehend his position before he pushed the barrel against the man’s face.

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Ella wasn’t phased. Not by the cursing of either men, not by the sound of brakes being floored and tires squealing on the damp pavement, not by the gun sinking against the man’s cheek. She’d seen it one too many times to be surprised or to react sharply. Someone said something, looked at them wrong, slipped a hand up her leg. Different scenarios, same murderous outcome. 

“He doesn’t seem worth it my love. Look at him... His loneliness is gonna eat him alive and it’s gonna be far more painful than a quick bullet.” If there was something Ella had an immense talent for, it was reading people. Reading men in particular. She could recognise jealous rage from a mile away just by the scent of testosterone and the wandering eyes. “ He’s having a hard time getting laid, so he’s blaming every woman in his way for the self induced misfortune, isn’t that right?” The little blonde finally met the stranger’s eyes, her’s darkened by drugs and drink, but resolute and unblinking. “It’s sad, but most of all it’s not worth the stain.” And through all that, not once did she physically try to pull El away, move his hand, falter his aim in any way. If he did, she wouldn’t be too angry, she’d probably shrug it off, call someone to clean up and then have some steamy shower sex when they got home to wash off the blood, but she’d definitely prefer to have her fun night as they’d tried to plan it.

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“Mmm” Ella is still half asleep, a mess of hair and halfway stripped off clothes burrowing under the pillows. The night passed was a blur of earthly pleasures that had taken their toll on both of them and now she could barely lift an arm to shield her eyes from the intruding sun seeping through the partly open curtains. 

“I’ll serve it to you on a silver platter if you’d ask…” The little albino murmured and shifted about resting bare knees against Cecily’s thighs. Pale, void of pigment curls tangling up with the other’s bleached locks, turning them into a continuation of each other. 

         the smile that pulls at cecily’s lips is a slow one, a sleepy one, the lilting of ella’s voice slowly sinking like a stone into her gullet, or the melting of honey into porridge. i’ll serve it to you on a silver platter… “if… i… ask,” cecily repeats, punctuating each word with a nip of her teeth against the pale one’s shoulder. the thought stirs something like a sickening glee, an image of ella trapped as a fly in amber, prisoner to cecily’s beck and call. to have the power to control through words— now wouldn’t that be a gift worth having?

        the softness is shattered like a vase, a spill of “NO” from cece’s lips as she throws ella’s limbs from her body, a shiver colouring the anger that bites at her like a feral dog. “they’re cold, don’t put your fucking–” a breath. a smile. the return to feigned normalacy. she plants a kiss against the other’s lips and slides a hand with ginger softness up her thigh, damp lace, a fleeting flashback, fingers searching for the bud. the sudden plunge of her fingers into the heat that seeps is a shock – perhaps – to both of them, something malicious in the intimacy of the touch. carnal. relentless. sadistic, perhaps, in the way her fingers tease with little softness. “see — nobody likes surprises. unless you do. pathetic.” her digits are gone in an instant, the taste licked from her fingertips as she shuffles back against the mattress, one strap of her camisole hanging loose around her shoulder, a mole on the top of her left breast. “i bet you’ll touch yourself thinking of me tonight, you dirty fucker.”

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Ella is used to it. The snaps and clicks. Like a light switch turning on and off by the will of something invisible and sinister. They’d known each other for what was it now? Half a life time?  Half a life time in which Ella was too sweet, then too infatuated, then too in love to snip the ropes and run from whatever ticked the wrong way in Cecily’s mind.

No. Opposite really. She was running towards her at full speed, always.  The little albino barely trembles with the change of moods, but her body obediently follows the touch, arching against it, asking for the rude attention, pleading silently. Pale thighs parting like flower petals striving to let sunlight in, but her sunlight was dark and twisted and... mean... Ella’s head lands back on the pillow with a soft thud, sending knotted white curls shimmering around her face and pooling at her bony shoulders.  “Or you’ll touch me thinking of yourself.” Sweet Ella bit back with a smile, never knowing when to quit playing with fire, her hands wrist deep in the embers.  But for all these years Cece had never fully snapped, no damage done had been irreversible, so she’d never learned.

Delicate fingers stretched over, tracing the edge of the camisole barely hanging on the blonde’s body, then circling the little mole. Like a kiss. Feathery. Warily suggested.

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Kveta watched the boys crowd around Ella. The show had ended about a half hour ago. Just long enough for them to get cleaned up. The sweat never really detered the men, though. They were in awe of these rock ‘n roller chicks. The sex, drugs, and rock n roll was such an turn on. The rumors that Ella and Kveta were together was even more so. They clammored around the two women.

The brunette just turned a sweet smile to the boys before wrapping her arms around Ella’s waist, tugging her back into her. Soft kisses were pressed against the tender flesh of her neck. The men cheered, but Kveta couldn’t hear them. She was focused only on her girlfriend. She could make her sing as pretty as her guitar.

“My pretty baby.” She smoothed across Ella’s tunmy. “Ya know wha’ we ain'done inna long time?? Gotten new tatts. I wanna get one for yew.”

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They barely had time to clean up and refill on a drink or a crushed up tablet, before they were ushered back out to meet crowd. Mostly men, mostly completely star struck by the idea of the two rock ‘n roll babes getting it on with each other. They crowded and yelled dedications of love and fantasies, asked them questions about the other and tried to grab what they could, slip a hand along an arm or a leg. 

“My love…” Ella purred in relief as soon as the familiar embrace tugged her back, putting a little bit of distance between her and the crowd. “Hmmm? Oh can we?” Ella beamed at the idea. She wasn’t especially inked, but wanted to be. That and it would give them both some alone time. “If you do that…” The little albino arched against Kveta so she could whisper in her ear. “I might finally get my nipples pierced…” She teased sweetly, knowing that Kveta would probably enjoy the show.

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“Yes, I’ve been wantin’ ta get somet'in’ new. ‘Ts been too long since I got inked up.” She giggled. Kveta might have a bit of an addiction to the needle. She gave Ella a bit of a squeeze. Besides, she wanted some alone time with Ella. Too often there were just too many people around to really enjoy each other’s company. Like now… She wanted to swat all those hands away from the blonde. This was her girlfriend!

Though she was distracted by the hished words that brushed against the shell of her ear. Dark brows rose and so did her smile. “Yeah? I’s t'ink yew’d look damn 'ot wit’ yewr titties pierced.” Her hands slid to Ella’s breasts, cupping them and giving them a playful squeeze for their audience. She nipped at Ella’s ear.

“C'mon. Let’s get outta 'ere.” Kveta let go of Ella just for a moment before taking her hand. “Sorry everyone. Gunna 'ave ta steal t'is beauty away from yew again.” She gave Ella a kiss just to please the crowd before dragging her to the bus to call them both a lyft.

“I cain’ wait ta see yewr pretty titties all pierced up, baby. Makes me wanna give 'em one last kiss before.” Golden hues gazed up into those beautiful blues. “I’s t'inking of getting a little bat tattie. I’s just not sure which one I want. Wha’ d'yew t'ink?” She pulled up her gallery to show Ella the pictures.

“Eit'er t'ese ones on my forearm… Or…”

“Or one of t'ese on my sternum.”

“I’s really like t'e one wit’ t'e skull t'ough.”

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Ella was aware of Kveta’s love for the needle and truth be told found her girlfriend quite hot all tattooed. So to say she was all in would be an understatement. Plus there was always the strong desire to get away from all the people and noise and just put some normal clothes on and enjoy her girlfriend’s company. 

Giggling at the little squeeze, Ella winked at their fans as would be expected and then waved soon after their little crowd pleasing kiss as Kveta whisked her away from the short lived meet and greet. “Ahhh my knight in shining armour saving me as always.” The blonde teased, pinching Kveta’s ass as they reached the tour bus. As soon as they were inside, Ella had began stripping from her stage clothes, kicking boots and stocking every which way.

“Oh I love the skull! And... there’s one bat for you...” Ella paused long enough to plant a sweet kiss on Kveta’s lips. “... and one for me...” As rare these moments of alone time were, Ella adored them and how they could just be without having to put a show on. Even though in this seemingly normal back stage life addictions followed...

Soon enough Ella was changed into a pair of high waisted jeans and a loose jumper and was stuffing a baggie of coke and one of pills in her back pocket. One for later and one for just in case as they normally did.

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“As long as it’s after the whiskey catches up with you, I’m all good.” The blonde retorted with a shrug, although her face was lighting up by a bright smile. Most times she put down these bets she lost. She was much smaller, therefore the drinks caught up with her much quicker. Still though, it didn’t make it any less fun. 

“ Sure.” A small nod, followed by her playfully punching his arm for his comment. Oh he loved teasing didn’t he. “Mmm why don’t you come with me next time and find out?” The blonde stopped mid street and tugged him back towards herself, pausing their quest towards the bar momentarily. As their bodies met, she could swear she could feel the beat of his heart, the erratic rhythm and drugs pumping through his veins, and that only made her intoxicated self want him even more. Tiptoeing, she tugged on his shirt and pulled him into a kiss. A sweet one. Like cupcake frosting. And just before either of them could instinctively deepen it, Ella broke the contact and started towards the bar once more.

Sometimes he forgot it wasn’t about winning. Because even if he won - and he usually did - that meant he would have to drag the drunk Ella back to their place. El already felt his lips stretching at the thought.

He was about to answer her words. And for once he wanted to voice that need to leave the city with her, if only for a week off, taking time to appreciate all the money they gathered on their job. Her closeness caught him off guard though, her lips brushing the sentences off from his mouth. And as moody as El could be, with the kiss Ella fitted perfectly in the moment where his arms wrapped blindly around her, like he wanted to grasp onto her frame to keep afloat. Before the embrace closed though she was away again. El uttered a shaky sigh and helplessly took those few long steps to reach for her again. His lean shoulders hugged her from behind stopping her in her tracks. “We’ll take a map and find a spot and go there for few days. Just you and me and no work.” He murmured to her ear. Even if the streets were dark and empty in this part of town now, a car blinded them with headlights. El held her firmly though waiting for her answer before he allows them to move to the sidewalk.

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She didn’t expect him to stop her, but it was like second nature for her body to lean into his and melt just a little, because she knew he’d hold onto her and not let her hit the ground. His words caressed her, his breath tickling at her ear, and it all sounded so very irresistible... yet she hesitated. Could they do that? Could they just drop everything for a few days and just live? Ride on all the pleasures money could buy and all the ones it couldn’t. 

The car’s headlights broke her train of thoughts, making her try and hide her face against his shoulder in order to step the assault of the bright light on her eyes. “Okay...” Her answer was simple, but she doubted he needed more.  Shuffling a little, the little blonde turned so she could meet his eyes. “And you’re not saying that because you’re high?” A little smile bloomed in the corners of her mouth as her hands slipped in his back pockets.

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His sudden drop made her gasp theatrically and chuckle as the heels of her boots smacked against the pavement. “Someone’s in a mood, huh?” She was teasing, of course. Deep down, and she’d never admit it, but she hated the little reminders. She lived with the knowledge that anything could happen and that it was entirely her own choice to keep going, but she didn’t like being reminded that she might come home from a trip one day and not find him there. But of course that was softness she couldn’t show. That kind of softness could get you killed in a business like that.  So she played it off and waved it away, catching up with him quickly and entwining fingers with his in order to keep up with his pace. “First one to give up on drinking tonight buys breakfast?” Ella challenged, looking up at her partner in crime . 

It was easier to brush off the subject in his own mind as well. Grin stretched his lips, eyes wandering along the alley like he was already searching for a good idea to offer her fun tonight. “Jet-lag will catch up with you in a moment, you’ll be snoring under the table by the time we drink second round.” He mocked. Sure, he was taller and thus could digest more into his system. But then again they had already few shots in the office before Ella had arrived.

The pleasant, busy buzzing in his brain was there, his steps almost nervous, looking forward to the next stop. “Here?” He pointed at the bar that was by the street they turned into. “Or the princess wants something more fancy?” He teased. “What do people drink in the Europe, Cupcake..?” He play pouted as their feet kept dancing along the sidewalk to the rhythm of substances coursing in their veins.

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“As long as it’s after the whiskey catches up with you, I’m all good.” The blonde retorted with a shrug, although her face was lighting up by a bright smile. Most times she put down these bets she lost. She was much smaller, therefore the drinks caught up with her much quicker. Still though, it didn’t make it any less fun. 

“ Sure.” A small nod, followed by her playfully punching his arm for his comment. Oh he loved teasing didn’t he. “Mmm why don’t you come with me next time and find out?” The blonde stopped mid street and tugged him back towards herself, pausing their quest towards the bar momentarily. As their bodies met, she could swear she could feel the beat of his heart, the erratic rhythm and drugs pumping through his veins, and that only made her intoxicated self want him even more. Tiptoeing, she tugged on his shirt and pulled him into a kiss. A sweet one. Like cupcake frosting. And just before either of them could instinctively deepen it, Ella broke the contact and started towards the bar once more.

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Kveta watched the boys crowd around Ella. The show had ended about a half hour ago. Just long enough for them to get cleaned up. The sweat never really detered the men, though. They were in awe of these rock ‘n roller chicks. The sex, drugs, and rock n roll was such an turn on. The rumors that Ella and Kveta were together was even more so. They clammored around the two women.

The brunette just turned a sweet smile to the boys before wrapping her arms around Ella’s waist, tugging her back into her. Soft kisses were pressed against the tender flesh of her neck. The men cheered, but Kveta couldn’t hear them. She was focused only on her girlfriend. She could make her sing as pretty as her guitar.

“My pretty baby.” She smoothed across Ella’s tunmy. “Ya know wha’ we ain'done inna long time?? Gotten new tatts. I wanna get one for yew.”

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They barely had time to clean up and refill on a drink or a crushed up tablet, before they were ushered back out to meet crowd. Mostly men, mostly completely star struck by the idea of the two rock ‘n roll babes getting it on with each other. They crowded and yelled dedications of love and fantasies, asked them questions about the other and tried to grab what they could, slip a hand along an arm or a leg. 

“My love...” Ella purred in relief as soon as the familiar embrace tugged her back, putting a little bit of distance between her and the crowd. “Hmmm? Oh can we?” Ella beamed at the idea. She wasn’t especially inked, but wanted to be. That and it would give them both some alone time. “If you do that...” The little albino arched against Kveta so she could whisper in her ear. “I might finally get my nipples pierced...” She teased sweetly, knowing that Kveta would probably enjoy the show.

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“Oh…” Ella chuckled as he lifted her up and pressed her against the wall, their bodies flush. “Mmmm… You’re fun…” Her fingers found their way between their bodies and playfully tugged at his belt buckle. She almost unbuckled it, before stopping and chuckling sweetly, head swaying back to give him full access to her neck.”Lets go have a drink… and then… we’ll see…” She murmured through little moans. “…though does slow even exist for us…” He knew all her weak spots and knew full well how to use them against her. This strange air of domesticity, him asking her where should they go, boyfriend asking his girlfriend out on a second date, it was a whole lot of fun, especially when they both knew that they were far away from sweet and innocent.

Cupcake. El used those cute names to call her as if she hasn’t mentioned dismembered body parts just few moments back. Now he was staring down at the fragile little doll in his grip. His gaze traveled even lower sensing the motion around his belt. Here? He might have even glanced around. No one was around the club. Who wanted some fun was inside, it was way too early for anyone to leave. As Ella spoke her mind though he stepped back sharply not checking if she meets the ground as softly as he suspected she would. There was always a chance she falls surprised. El found some twisted amusement in giving her a hint of absence here and there. Given their line of work no one should expect them to live up to the retirement. “You’ll have all the fun from my pants later, come on, bars are waiting.” He outstretched his arm for her to catch up and follow his long steps out of the alley.

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His sudden drop made her gasp theatrically and chuckle as the heels of her boots smacked against the pavement. “Someone’s in a mood, huh?” She was teasing, of course. Deep down, and she’d never admit it, but she hated the little reminders. She lived with the knowledge that anything could happen and that it was entirely her own choice to keep going, but she didn’t like being reminded that she might come home from a trip one day and not find him there. But of course that was softness she couldn’t show. That kind of softness could get you killed in a business like that.  So she played it off and waved it away, catching up with him quickly and entwining fingers with his in order to keep up with his pace. “First one to give up on drinking tonight buys breakfast?” Ella challenged, looking up at her partner in crime . 

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Ella couldn’t help but chuckle as he grabbed her hand and tugged her along to the exit. Once they were outside and the door closed it felt like they had been swimming in honey up to that point. Inside the club was heavy and sticky and Ella was trying to float, but out here it was nice and cool and quiet and she could actually hear him as he joked about. “ Oh but I thought you liked me small… Fitting easily in places… “ Purring sweetly, Ella stepped in at the exact same moment he did, making it a quicker job for him to trap her against the damp wall, her hips instinctively reaching forward to press against his as he leaned in for a smoky kiss. “No…” The blonde shook head at his question once their lips had finally parted. “Too hot and sticky…” Her small hands tugging at the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him closer as her back arched off the wall. “Take me somewhere… somewhere fun…” 

He offered her a crooked grin in response to her comment. With another exhale another thick cloud of smoke swirled in the dimly lit alley. He rolled his neck, the bones cracking. And he placed the cigarette between his lips so his hands were free as he lifted Ella pressing their hips tightly and propping her on the thin shelf of the bricks. “What’s fun, cupcake?” He murmured making sure she’s secured in that position. “Wanna eat something? Wanna go find a nice bar and drown in vodka?” He cooed like she really was just an innocent girlfriend for him to take out on a date. “We can start slow and then see where the night takes us.” Finally he spat the cigarette to the side and used the opportunity to press a kiss to her exposed neck. 

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“Oh...” Ella chuckled as he lifted her up and pressed her against the wall, their bodies flush. “Mmmm... You’re fun...” Her fingers found their way between their bodies and playfully tugged at his belt buckle. She almost unbuckled it, before stopping and chuckling sweetly, head swaying back to give him full access to her neck.”Lets go have a drink... and then... we’ll see...” She murmured through little moans. “...though does slow even exist for us...” He knew all her weak spots and knew full well how to use them against her. This strange air of domesticity, him asking her where should they go, boyfriend asking his girlfriend out on a second date, it was a whole lot of fun, especially when they both knew that they were far away from sweet and innocent.

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“Not possible” The little blonde shook her head to his soft little murmurs and let her hand slip up down his spine and into his back pocket, pulling him even closer in order to steal a kiss.

She liked it when he got possessive. She liked the marks he left on her, she liked the way he tried to leave reminders of himself right before she left town, even though she had to stop him every time… She just liked him… “ Hmmm?” Looking up, she met his gaze. “Do you want company? I don’t mind stepping out with you?” Smoking was the one bad habit she hadn’t picked up during her time with the mob - hard drugs and alcohol check, but not cigarettes. Saying that though she didn’t mind it either, didn’t really mind the taste of smoke  left behind on his lips. She brushed his hair back absentmindedly while waiting for his answer, the music momentarily forgotten.

Not answering her El just pulled on his hand tugging her along as he directed to the door. Too often him leaving alone meant an invitation to whatever horny bitches might have noticed Ella turning the other way. And as amusing the catfights could look today he wanted to have some peace. His lighter flicked few seconds later as the door behind them closed and he could inhale deeply the thick, humid night air. But it was cold and it filled his heated lungs to the brim. “Watch out, if you breathe the smoke you won’t grow!” He joked at the tiny albino. He towered over her with his lean figure. And against his own words he stepped closer, cornering her with his move and pushing against the wall only to close her lips in a kiss the moment the silvery smoke rose up in the air above their heads. “You wanna go back?” He filled the gap after the kiss with another inhale and stepped back. His mind was buzzing but he wasn’t sure if the club is the right place for them tonight. The city could provide so many other options.

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Ella couldn’t help but chuckle as he grabbed her hand and tugged her along to the exit. Once they were outside and the door closed it felt like they had been swimming in honey up to that point. Inside the club was heavy and sticky and Ella was trying to float, but out here it was nice and cool and quiet and she could actually hear him as he joked about. “ Oh but I thought you liked me small... Fitting easily in places... “ Purring sweetly, Ella stepped in at the exact same moment he did, making it a quicker job for him to trap her against the damp wall, her hips instinctively reaching forward to press against his as he leaned in for a smoky kiss. “No...” The blonde shook head at his question once their lips had finally parted. “Too hot and sticky...” Her small hands tugging at the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him closer as her back arched off the wall. “Take me somewhere... somewhere fun...” 

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The moment the music slammed against them seemed to be roughly the moment the drugs and alcohol entered her bloodstream. She was finally having the chance to relax, have fun, not think about work and she had the full intention of making it count.

At first just a little bit too distracted by dancing, Ella wound her body around El’s in a possessive gesture as a response to the girls eyeing him up. Ella was rarely one to share, but when it came to El, she was fiercely possessive, especially when under the influence. Her mouth left bites along his neck as her hips twisted to the beat of the music booming in the room. She could feel the rhythm in the floor, low in her stomach, tickling at her spine and it only lead to her relaxing even more into her own dance world. “Mmmm I missed your pretty face…” The blonde murmured, her usually pale eyes darkened by her expanding irises. “Missed your taste…” At first she was making a point of the way she touched him, putting up a show of warning, but then he proved to be a bit too distracting for her to keep on the deliberate act. Instead, soon she was moving by instinct, pressed against him.

Everything mixed creating a colorful, neon-like spasm in his blood. His body moved on it’s own following the rhythm, enveloping Ella in smooth gestures, gentle grabs, bites and kisses left on her neck. And he had no idea about all the other people in the room, left alone other women. El wasn’t a saint, even if he never had to bother himself with searching for willing partners - they were always lining up wherever he appeared. Since Ella entered his life he forgot about them altogether.

“I missed you more…” El murmured into her ear, his hands holding onto her sides. He knew they have time and yet his gestures were becoming more possessive with each passing minute, like he wanted to inhale her with this hot, steamy air that was filling the room… He felt a shiver running up his spine. “I’ll go smoke, grab a drink if you want to.” He explained stopping in his tracks. It’s been a while since he had a cigarette and he felt a bit of fresh air can help him calm down the speeding heartbeat. He found her hand and squeezed it gently in the surrounding noise, so she knew he’s okay.

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“Not possible” The little blonde shook her head to his soft little murmurs and let her hand slip up down his spine and into his back pocket, pulling him even closer in order to steal a kiss.

She liked it when he got possessive. She liked the marks he left on her, she liked the way he tried to leave reminders of himself right before she left town, even though she had to stop him every time... She just liked him... “ Hmmm?” Looking up, she met his gaze. “Do you want company? I don’t mind stepping out with you?” Smoking was the one bad habit she hadn’t picked up during her time with the mob - hard drugs and alcohol check, but not cigarettes. Saying that though she didn’t mind it either, didn’t really mind the taste of smoke  left behind on his lips. She brushed his hair back absentmindedly while waiting for his answer, the music momentarily forgotten.