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@xtwohearted
When your older brother gives you shit.
f2f → glad you came
Nina gave him a funny look, unable to not laugh, she swatted her hand at his chest in a playful manner. “Noo. Quit trying to kill the mood. Can’t you see I’m trying to seduce you,” she let out a small huff and rested her chin on his body, looking up at him with snarly face, but ended up laughing, eventually smiling.
“Oh, well. Please seduce me. I am ready.” Devin laughed at the words she used as he watched her on top of him after she had swatted her hand against his chest. He stared down at her for a moment once her chin rested upon his chest and he laughed again when she did, “Maybe, just maybe... I think the gasoline fumes are getting to us and we should try to find an empty room.” He offered as they were still on the floor of the garage.
Oh, how the tables turn
I had my mind made up like a story
That you knew the ending of
I always knew that you were pretending
Yeah, I always knew that you were pretending
Just hold on me
And I’ll wipe away the marks they drawn on you
Here it’s you and me, cause I
I’m holding on by the tips of my fingers
I’m not afraid of the fall.
Duet with my brother, Andy. You gotta watch him sometimes, he’s in his own little world.
The past is all we had
When I think about the way we used to be
You seem to think you’re invincible
I’ve waited for change, but now I’m convinced
That this has to end.
One reason for the pain you caused
Two words to mend the damage done
Three left in the chamber of your gun
Four seconds to run
Say you don’t believe
It’s human nature to me
The moment a bullet leaves
A fool’s future is weaved.
The people erupt
And I become a part of a machine
That moves directly to the beat
And I am one with you
And everyone whose heart is here.
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
He was only focused on kissing her as she was getting his belt undone and before he knew what was happening, Devin was on his back behind the bar and Nina on top of him with her hand pressed over his mouth. His eyes went wide when he heard the footsteps in the garage just then and the sound of a refrigerator opening. He couldn’t help but to smirk under her hand as he knew she was afraid of getting caught in the act with him. Playfully he bumped his hips up into hers just for a reaction as he tried not to laugh.
“You’re trouble,” she mouthed to him after gasping. Truth be told the same could be said of her but she would rather pin the blame on him. “I think we’re safe,” Nina whispered to him, which was silly because the person had already left. Sitting back up, she remained straddled on top of him, staring down at him with a sly smirk. “What now?”
Devin could only grin when her hand moved from his mouth and he lifted his head up from the floor, “Finish what you started.” He answered back, his hands finding their way back around her waist as he inched his face up closer to kiss at her chin softly.
“Which is, beating you at beer pong?” Grinning as she posed the question and keeping it on her face when he pressed his kisses to her chin. “I could do that.” Attempting to get back up she lost her footing in her tipsy state and fell right back on top of him, her lips clumsily landing on his lips. “Oh hello there kissable lips.” Nina smirked, kissing him instantly and gently grinding her hips into him.
Devin opened his mouth to protest because finishing their game of beer pong hadn’t been what he meant at all. As Nina attempted to get back up and ended up right back on top of him, he smirked with a slight groan and this time wrapped his arms around her waist so she couldn’t try to get back up. “Hello, here they are.” He teased softly and leaned back into her kiss, letting a soft moan escape from the back of his throat when he hips moved over his.
Hearing him moan Nina smirked against his lips, eagerly kissing them, continually grinding her hips, the sound of pleasure that came from him letting her know he was enjoying this as much as she was, so she kissed him harder, moved her hips harder over him. “Wanna know a secret?” She broke away from the kiss to whisper in his ears with a smirk. “I’m wet…”
Devin moved his lips against hers until she broke away and he felt her lips move to his ear and his smirk grew even more at the words she whispered to him, “Did you piss yourself from all those drinks?” He asked with a laugh and turned his head towards her as he wanted to tease with her while his hands rubbed against her hips.
“Forgetting about all we own, nothing’s set in stone. Mending every broken bone, I promise always to let you know.”
Devin Nicholas Oliver
April 15 1992 (25)
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
He was only focused on kissing her as she was getting his belt undone and before he knew what was happening, Devin was on his back behind the bar and Nina on top of him with her hand pressed over his mouth. His eyes went wide when he heard the footsteps in the garage just then and the sound of a refrigerator opening. He couldn’t help but to smirk under her hand as he knew she was afraid of getting caught in the act with him. Playfully he bumped his hips up into hers just for a reaction as he tried not to laugh.
“You’re trouble,” she mouthed to him after gasping. Truth be told the same could be said of her but she would rather pin the blame on him. “I think we’re safe,” Nina whispered to him, which was silly because the person had already left. Sitting back up, she remained straddled on top of him, staring down at him with a sly smirk. “What now?”
Devin could only grin when her hand moved from his mouth and he lifted his head up from the floor, “Finish what you started.” He answered back, his hands finding their way back around her waist as he inched his face up closer to kiss at her chin softly.
“Which is, beating you at beer pong?” Grinning as she posed the question and keeping it on her face when he pressed his kisses to her chin. “I could do that.” Attempting to get back up she lost her footing in her tipsy state and fell right back on top of him, her lips clumsily landing on his lips. “Oh hello there kissable lips.” Nina smirked, kissing him instantly and gently grinding her hips into him.
Devin opened his mouth to protest because finishing their game of beer pong hadn’t been what he meant at all. As Nina attempted to get back up and ended up right back on top of him, he smirked with a slight groan and this time wrapped his arms around her waist so she couldn’t try to get back up. “Hello, here they are.” He teased softly and leaned back into her kiss, letting a soft moan escape from the back of his throat when he hips moved over his.
text → devin
Nina: So, musician by day stripper by night huh? 😏
Devin: What’s it to you? Are you jealous or something? 😋
Nina: Just curious. Don’t strippers usually… wear less? 🤔
Devin: I do. I mean, they do. ;)
Nina: You should if you want more tips. 😉
Devin: Are you saying you’d want to give me a tip if I wore less clothes? 😏
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
He was only focused on kissing her as she was getting his belt undone and before he knew what was happening, Devin was on his back behind the bar and Nina on top of him with her hand pressed over his mouth. His eyes went wide when he heard the footsteps in the garage just then and the sound of a refrigerator opening. He couldn’t help but to smirk under her hand as he knew she was afraid of getting caught in the act with him. Playfully he bumped his hips up into hers just for a reaction as he tried not to laugh.
“You’re trouble,” she mouthed to him after gasping. Truth be told the same could be said of her but she would rather pin the blame on him. “I think we’re safe,” Nina whispered to him, which was silly because the person had already left. Sitting back up, she remained straddled on top of him, staring down at him with a sly smirk. “What now?”
Devin could only grin when her hand moved from his mouth and he lifted his head up from the floor, “Finish what you started.” He answered back, his hands finding their way back around her waist as he inched his face up closer to kiss at her chin softly.
text → devin
Nina: So, musician by day stripper by night huh? 😏
Devin: What’s it to you? Are you jealous or something? 😋
Nina: Just curious. Don’t strippers usually… wear less? 🤔
Devin: I do. I mean, they do. ;)