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[ianskindeep]

Ian wasn't sure that there was anything that would feel better than her lips right now but was quickly proven wrong when she pressed her body against his. There was something about the look in her eyes when they first saw each other that made him know that they would end up just like this in no time. It took an active effort to keep himself from reconnecting their lips when she pulled back. His brain wasn't exactly clear right now, so thinking of some more things about himself didn't come easily. "I have two dogs and a nephew... my favorite color is green... and I have a town car right outside that will take us wherever you'd like to go," he smirked, as his hands lightly brushed along her curves. @emiradursun

Yes, yes, this is perfect. Ian was going to be the best distraction tonight as well as the guy to make Axel just a little jealous. Not only did his body feel great against hers, her eyes switched from his eyes to his lips and just as she was going to respond, his lips were on hers. Sliding her hand on the back of his head more up into his hair, she kissed him back nice and slow at first before kissing him deeper. Her body pressed more against his own, leaning into the kiss before pulling back just slightly. Fuck, he was a good kisser. "Mm...tell me more about yourself if you're going to keep kissing me like that," she teased, though smirked as well. "You can feel more of me too." @ianskindeep

#ian

[ianskindeep]

The only thing he knew about Sarah was the fact that he knew absolutely nothing about her. Every moment between them was kind of unexpected but he was enjoying it more than he ever would have thought. It was different from every other... situationship? That he'd been a part of. Once upon a time, he wasn't the kind of guy to ever get into a situationship, let alone more than one but things were a lot simpler back then. He had always been kind of an all or nothing sort of guy and this was his version of balance.

The 'especially with you' was a very nice touch and he couldn't help the slight smirk that formed on his lips because of it. "I certainly hope so... I wouldn't want to give you a reason not to use that number," Ian teased, as he unlocked the door and they slipped out to rejoin the crowd. His hands found their way to her hips as he kind of liked the idea of there being something to look forward to.

There was a moment of relief that she wouldn't be subjecting herself to something so dangerous and risky, but also a disappointment there that her fantasy of living some exciting — throwing caution to the wind life, was quickly coming to a halt by her own doing. However, she supposed the night was still young and there was always tomorrow. "Sure, I'll take your number." She replied, relishing in their last kiss, before giving him a smile.

She should have told him her name, but there was something exhilarating about having secret identities. "Yes Danny..." Although, this town was small, and she was aware that it would come out sooner or later. "I would love to dance, especially with you." She added, as she didn't want to thwart his attempts a second time. Giving his hand a little squeeze, she tittered. "I'm interested to know if your dancing is as good as your... wooing."

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#ian

[ianskindeep]

Ian did as he was told and smiled for the camera, giving a small laugh right after she took the photo. It came out pretty good, but he couldn't really imagine her taking a bad photo. "I can't imagine a pumpkin ever being a word that could describe you," he pointed out, before saving the photo to his phone and using it as her contact picture. "So, what does a normal Saturday night out with Nikki look like?"

Nikki laughed when he took a selfie. It wasn’t the best lit photo she’d ever seen but the backlight worked well with his costume. “Well, Ghost Ray, that is a picture that will need to be memorialized.” she chuckled. “Smile for the camera!” she grinned leaning closer to him, holding her phone up for another selfie with both of them in it. “Just in case I turn into a pumpkin” she winked sending him the photo so he’d have her number too.

#ian

[ianskindeep]

"I'm Ian," he responded, offering her a light smile. Ian spent so much time working it wasn't that often that he actually went out and met new people. Typically if he hung out with anyone it was Carrie or maybe Pax. He had gotten lucky finding a few cool people, tonight that might shake it up for him. A fun and spunky blonde came to mind. "Yes, actually. It was about the size of my arm. Great for comedic purposes but I'd be surprised if it was very functional," he laughed, with a shake of his head.

"Sounds like a plan," she grinned. "I'm Fia by the way." The one bonus to attending these events in town was that she was widening her circle of friends. She certainly could add Danny Phantom to the roster. Perhaps his mystical powers would come in handy down the line. "Skeleboner," she nodded trying her best to stifle a laugh. "Was the bone a noteworthy size?" If the rumors were true who knew what spiraled in the locker room when they supposedly subtly compared themselves to others.

#ian

[ianskindeep]

Ian hit the timer when she said that she was ready and watched her as she effortlessly tied the cherry stems. He would be lying if he said that it wasn't one of the hottest party tricks he'd ever seen. Once she placed the sixth stem in the bowl he stopped the timer and looked at his phone. He turned it towards her to show her the results. "Ten seconds to spare, very impressive," he nodded, before gesturing over the bartender. "The deal was two drinks if you could do six, but since you had so much time left over I think three would be more fair."

@ponderosus

a smile dances on the tip of layla's lips, motioning out for the bartender to bring over a small bowl of cherry's. perhaps strange out of context, but layla had a bet to win. "ready." she confirms, before popping off the first stem to place in her mouth. with one tied, she moves onto the next, and then the next, until she had 6 nicely placed tied stems placed back in the bowl in front of her. she glances back up to the stranger, "how'd i go?"

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#ian

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Absolutely everything was an adventure with Val. This wasn't exactly new information, but Ian was never really ready when it came to her. Sometimes he wished that he knew what was happening in her head, but he knew that it wasn't possible. For a small moment he thought that there might still be something there and that she might not be playing a game, but then Carrie had mentioned their little conversation and it'd been made clear that he was wrong. If the moment had meant anything to her then her first instinct wouldn't have been to parade it around to try to make Carrie uncomfortable. So, if he was so sure that it meant nothing, then why did he still look at her lips when she spoke? "Something tells me that you're planning to keep it a surprise, but I'm sure it's going to look great," he said, as they continued to walk. They came along a crossroad and he decided that they should lean left. "Yeah, I'm going, I was thinking about doing Danny Phantom as my costume, assuming I don't poke my eyes out with the contacts," he answered, as they turned down another path. @valentinahq

" sounds like an adventure you can count me in, " valentina agreed with a quiet chuckle, still unsure on how to act with ian. are they just supposed to be casual now? civil even like they were friends? yet, friends didn't typically feel that emotional tug at the sight of each other. she stifled those thoughts, focusing on the moment as they strolled without a set destination. because at the end of the day, she doubts that he could really forgive her for what she'd done even if years have passed. ian's question about halloween brightened her eyes, but she restrained her excitement, not wanting to appear overly eager. " yeah, i've got something brewing for halloween, " she answered with a soft smile, careful not to reveal too much about her costume that she'd crafted using an old corset. " it's coming together now, finally. " she met his gaze with a curious glint, their hands almost brushing as they walked. " and how about you? planning on attending the halloween festivities? " // @ianskindeep

#ian #too late I'm doing it #<3

[ianskindeep]

"They don't hurt at all, which is refreshing because that was my biggest concern," Ian pointed out, with a casual shrug of his shoulders. "I can see perfectly fine, I only really notice them if I shift my eyes a little faster than they can keep up. Then I get a little flash of green, but it normally only lasts for about a second before they catch up with my eyes." @xlalitax

Lalita had sort of been half listening before she heard something about contacts and turned to face him. “ I think the real question is how well can you see in them and do they hurt at all?” She asked. Some people really went all out for Halloween but was it worth it for the sake of their visions? @ianskindeep

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Ian shook his head when she asked if it hurt. "I don't really feel them. I only really notice them if I move my eyes too quickly, sometimes they don't move as fast and I can see a little flash of green," he explained, a playful tone to match. @missxrivera

“ I wouldn’t recommend them either depending on where you got them but they seem to look cool” Ramsey mused as she looked at him with a smile. She was a bit apprehensive about the things modes were put through so it made her wary of when people wore costumes. “ it doesn’t hurt does it? “ @ianskindeep

#ian

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"Cliches are a lot more fun to say," Ian agreed, a playful tone on his lips. His smile only grew when she handed him her phone. He was starting to notice a pattern in himself, where he always hit on the sexy brunettes but he always seemed to actually enjoy hanging out with the fun blondes more. He added his number before taking a quick selfie of them to put as his contact photo.

“True” she chuckled “and it takes the fun out of all the clichés out there”. What was that movie her mom liked; Serendipity? The leads chasing around a dollar bill with the girl’s number on it. As if. Nowadays if you lose someone’s number, you find them on instagram or something. “I knew you were a smart one, Doc.” she grinned handing him her phone.

#ian

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Ian should probably tell her his name at some point, but maybe he would save that for another time. He moved his hands back up to her waist, as she told him that she couldn't do this here. The last thing he wanted to do was pressure her into doing anything she wasn't sure about. "I'm free tomorrow," he confirmed, as one of his hands moved behind her neck. The last thing he expected was for her to invite him to make her job less boring, a small chuckle escaped his lips at the thought. "How about you take my number and you can tell me when to come by?" he suggested, before bringing his lips back to hers for one more taste.

It's become more obvious to him that he was dealing with a good girl here, something he doesn't exactly have much experience with. She was the kind of girl his mother and Carrie would love, which for some reason was kind of terrifying. There was an alarm in his head saying that he should disappear now, but instead of listening to it, he took her hand. "Do you want to go dance?"

@dilcne

Lorna was undeniably a good girl — she'd never done anything reckless in her entire life. She'd preached about how she bored and she wanted the excitement in her life, and she did, but she was also feeble and terrified of embracing the thrill of the risk. As much as she wanted him to break her out of that shell of fear — after all, he was one of the most attractive men that had actually given her the time of day — she was also concerned that every single one of her friends, and more, lay behind that very flimsy wooden door that had separated them from the bustling crowds.

"Danny — " She breathed, after placing another kiss to his lips. He was saying all the right things, everything she'd dreamed about hearing in her fantasy-filled nights. However, she was not the same girl that was confident enough to throw caution to the wind. "I don't think I can do this." Her arms stayed around him, because she didn't want him to get the impression she didn't want this. "Not here... maybe we could meet tomorrow?" God, she sounded pathetic, and she knew it. "I — I work at the florist... and, uh, it gets very boring." She said as a ploy to get him to come, because at least at her workplace, there'd be less people around. In fact, she recalled that it was only scheduled to work tomorrow — that would have left plenty of time to get up to who knows what, without the potential of prying eyes.

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#ian

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"He can name his price, I'll pay it," Ian assured, a playful tone in his voice. He would encourage him all the way to art school if he ends up wanting that. He didn't mean to shift the mood, he much preferred Carrie with a smile on her lips. He just couldn't help himself when Val was involved and he wasn't exactly looking forward to admitting that she still had some sort of hold over him. "Interesting..." he nodded, knowing that he shouldn't exactly be surprised. Confidant and enthused, of course. He shouldn't have thought that Val would be able to help herself when it came to her superiority complex. What exactly did she get out of bringing up the rave to Carrie? Especially if this was supposed to be a work situation. At least he knew exactly what it was for her now. Any confusion as far as if it meant anything practically melted away. "Yeah... it was the first time we spoke since everything went down and we got a little carried away. I haven't even spoken to her since then."

“Glazed, I don’t know how there were any still left in the house honestly they are my kryptonite.” Carrie had a serious sweet tooth but those evil circles of sugar filled dough were the worst for her by far, she found it very difficult to say no to them when they were sat in front of her. Even knowing how they made her break out she still couldn’t help it. “Promise I will. Don’t worry.” Knowing she would find it easy enough to stick to that promise now, plus the little boy would be thrilled to see it. “I’ll let him know, he’ll start to think he’s a little Picasso or something if we’re not careful, charging you for the privilege of owning one of his special edition prints.” Carrie teased, but her smile died on her lips when he looked at her more seriously, knowing the topic of Val would pivot the tone but she wouldn’t feel right if she didn’t maintain transparency with him. “Well…we was a client so I was nothing but professional, she’s planning a shower for a friend of hers. She was very … um …” She wasn’t sure how to best phrase things so that it didn’t sound like she was judging him for their hook up at the rave because she didn’t. In her mind it was entirely of Val’s scheming. “Confidant and enthused about your night at the rave.” 

#ian

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"I'm sold, I'll tell you the best responses I get," Ian offered, with a small chuckle. When she said she saw a shitty mummy he just figured that she meant that the costume was really poorly made, until she continued to explain. He laughed at the idea of that costume, but couldn't imagine himself ever making that choice. "That's... creative," he said, for lack of better words. "I did see someone with a skeleton suit... with an inflatable bone where their dick should be," he pointed out, with a shake of his head. "Apparently the costume is called the skeleboner."

"I think you should! I guarantee you at least three people will be so belligerent to find it true." It was all in good fun and no harm could come from his neon bright eyes. If anything it would make whatever trip someone else was on that more exciting or terrifying depending on what side of they were on. "Hmmm...I saw a shitty mummy. Like literal toilet papers, with brown marks on it. Apparently its chocolate pudding smudge." It was disturbing to say the least, but there didn't really seem to be many limits when it came to costumes. "What about you?"

#ian

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"Radioactive pink eye," Ian nodded, with a small chuckle on his lips. He wasn't expecting that one. "But yeah, it's from a show called Danny Phanom," he told her, before looking at her costume. "Are you a... sexy marionette doll?"

@edietello

"So is this some kind of cartoon character or something?" Edie questions while eyeing him.

"Because, without context, you just look like you have a radioactive case of pink eye."

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#ian

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"Oh, I'm Danny Phantom, it's an old show. Basically, he's a half-ghost and keeps ghosts from destroying the human realm," he explained, figuring it wasn't best to really dive into the plot of the show right now. He took a moment to look at her outfit. "Jean shorts... blue shirt... a nose," he listed, unable to really think of who she was supposed to be. It might be obvious if she told him, but it was just too vague for him to get there on his own. "Who is it?"

Sipping on some black sparkly cocktail, Gillian stood to the side for a bit, catching her breath and just looking at all the costumes. When she heard the comment though she looked over and rose a brow, "They do look pretty cool...but sorry to bubble burst, but I have zero idea what you're supposed to be. Or who, I guess." She laughed as she said it, shrugging. "But no one really gets mine either, so you're in decent company."

#ian

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Ian gave an impressed nod, ten seconds means that she's practically got it down to a science at this point. Working at bars makes sense for that, although he couldn't imagine just how many of her bar guests leave their number when she does things like that. "Okay, if you do five then I'll buy your next drink, if you do six then I'll buy the next two," he offered, while shaking her extended hand. Pulling his phone out he set the timer for a minute and looked back to her. "Ready?"

@ponderosus

"i can tie em in under ten seconds." she repeated, sitting the stem between her teeth to show the tied stem, smiling wide. "had a lot of time to practice, been working in bars my entire adult life." it was a great way to get tips. well, she'd make bets with the patrons that didn't believe she could do it, and would then justify the money as tips to her bosses. "so i'd say i can do five or six in under a minute." she holds a hand over the table for the man to shake, as if it was a business agreement "deal."

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#ian

[ianskindeep]

The woman was so cute with the way she worried about someone walking in. This was clearly out of the ordinary for her, which almost made her dangerous if he really thought about it. He normally only hooked up with women where there was no risk of attachments, but he decided to ignore the thought in the back of his head and focus on her. "For them to know the door is locked they would have to shake the handle. We would hear that and we would have time while they unlock it to not be walked in on doing anything too interesting," he assured her, a playful smirk against her lips.

Ian's outfit wasn't exactly the best for a casual hook-up, so he figured he would just put the focus on her. She said she was hard to please and he was determined to give her an orgasm that she wouldn't be quick to forget. "The nice thing about you wearing a dress is that I can take care of you without removing much of anything," he smirked, as his hands started to slide down her body.

@dilcne

Before Lorna had a chance to process what she had just agreed to, she found herself being whisked away in the storage room of Sharky's. It was all so exciting, and it was the kind of thrill that she'd seen in movies and always wished she could have experienced for herself. Although, usually, the women in these motion pictures knew what they were doing — whereas she often let her nerves and lack of confidence interfere with her ability to be as desirable.

However, it didn't stop her lips from moving against his, trying to match the same passion he'd greeted her with. Her hands snaked alongside his chest, resting either side of his shoulders — gripping him gently, as she broke away for air. "Danny..." She breathed heavily, as she still had no idea of his real name. "What if someone has a key — and someone walks in on us?" And she'd meant just purely making out.

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#ian #nsfw mentioned

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His name sounded so good coming from her lips. It was thoroughly distracting, he nearly forgot that they were in the middle of a crowded party. He tried to place his focus on her words, not even remotely surprised that she used to model in New York. She certainly had the look. He knew that she was asking him about himself, but couldn't seem to focus on anything but the way her body felt against his and how welcoming her lips were. "Born and raised here... I'm a dermatologist," he answered, before giving into the tension and connecting their lips. @emiradursun

"Ian," Emira teasingly purred, wanting to get him all riled up so that he needs to cool off before they leave together, "it's a pleasure meeting you," she said, the smirk still playing on her lips. She then bit down on her lower lip as she felt his lips brushing against her neck, gripping his hair just slightly as a sign that she very much enjoyed it. "Mm...well, I'm from New York and I was a high end fashion model for a long time," she told him, keeping one of her hands in his hair as the other teasingly slid down his neck, down his chest, down his torso all the way to around his waist to pull his hips against hers. She turned her face towards his and teasingly glanced down to his lips. "What about you?" @ianskindeep

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