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FuckinSurreal And PoutyIsabella - September 17th, 2013
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/Stands outside of @PoutyIsabella’s house, blunt fingertips tapping on the window pane to please be let in/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
/Stands outside of @PoutyIsabella’s house, blunt fingertips tapping on the window pane to please be let in/
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Thinks someone locked me out and wouldn’t answer the door/
‘Bout time, Baby girl.
/Thrusts out a bouquet awkwardly/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *laughs, fingers wrapping around the flower stems*
About time for what?
*grins*
And thank you.
*breathes in their smell*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Scratches along the scruff at my cheeks/
That you answered the door. We’re going to be late…
/Low whistle/
And you look heavenly in that dress, Beautiful. Are you ready?
/Tugs you into my arms with a brisk kiss to you lush lips/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal You never knocked!
*laughs against your lips, giving your biceps a squeeze*
I certainly am.
*grins*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs, muttering under my breath that I did, hooking your arm around mine/
Good, how about you lock up and we’ll get going?
/Drops my gaze around the entryway/
Did you pack an overnight bag?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *grabs my keys and cell, nodding towards a little bag near the door*
I did.
*leans up on my toes to peck your lips*
Let’s go. And stop worrying… I do listen sometimes.
*laughs hard, holding the door open*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grumps with a grin, holding the pets back while I scoop up your bag to sling over my shoulder/
If you say so, Brat.
/Chuckles low, swiping a swat to your fine curved cheeks accentuated oh so fucking lovely in that dress. Clears my throat crossing through the door to help you over to my Camaro/
How’d it go with leaving little Pip tonight?
/Unlocks and holds the door open for you all gentleman like, slightly nervous for this date as I tug at the collar of my dress shirt/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *squeaks when the sting of your smack heats my bottom, cutting a look at you, fighting a grin*
I am not a brat. Not today at least.
*gives a wiggle of my ass, knowing you’re looking, slides into the passenger seat, trying not to laugh*
Thank you, handsome. And it went well. She doesn’t mind, mostly. I’ve had to leave her before. She’s a good girl and loves Lily.
*glances over at you when you climb in, noticing your fidgeting ways*
You okay?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Groans, teeth clamping down on my firm lower lip as I slowly shut your door and scramble over to the driver’s side to fold in after a quick adjust of my boys. I toss your bag into the back seat and tick over to your seatbelt while I click mine into place, blowing out a breath/
You’re welcome.
/Short nervous laugh/
Yes, I’m fine.
/Cranks up the engine with a tight grin, not use to treating ladies out to a nice night. I sling my arm over the seat to check the back as I back up and head a few blocks over/
That’s great about Pippa being close to Lily.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *tilts my head, taking in your every stiff move, knowing you’ve fibbed to me*
It is. It’s nice having someone who loves her and truly cares for her well being. Apparently, finding that in nannies nowdays is difficult. So.. where are we headed?
*reaches up, pinching my lower lip between my thumb and forefinger, suddenly nervous as you are*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs, massaging your shoulder to help loosen us up/
Not far at all.
/Hits the signal to turn into the Driskill valet area, and setting the car into park to wait for your door to be opened/
We’re here, Beauty. http://tmblr.co/ZJHidtvKOi0C http://tmblr.co/ZJHidtvKP6e1
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *blinks, laughing over at you then turns to look at the building, shaking my head*
It’s… wow! I’ve never been here… obviously.
*laughs nervously, feeling like a tard, climbs out when the valet opens the door, pulling the ends of my dress to keep from flashing someone. Steps up to the sidewalk, waiting for you, still taking in the enormous building*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Smiles broadly as I exit the car, passing the keys to the valet attendant along with a tip and low stern warning to take extra care of my baby. Sliding over to wrap an arm low around your waist to lead inside/
I was hoping you hadn’t. It’s a historic landmark.
/Walks with you inside the front entrance, talking in the stunning lobby and slowly making our way to the dining area/ http://tmblr.co/ZJHidtvKSEpK
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *holds tight to your arm, taking in the brilliant architecture and glass dome*
Vane… this is too much!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Shakes my head with a low chuckle, tightening my bicep against your hold/
Nothing is too much for you, Beauty.
/Greets the hostess with a charming grin, swallowing to hide more nerves and letting her know I had reservations under Everett for two. Smiling as she thanks me and leads us to our table/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *squeezes your arm, wondering why on earth you’d be so nervous, whispers*
Calm down, Vane, their food can’t be that bad.
*nudges your side, following you and the hostess to our table*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs, pulling out your seat/
I’m good, Beauty.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *sits down slowly, crossing my legs, still trying to take in the building’s beauty*
Thank you…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Leans down to press a tender kiss to the top of your head, breathing you in/
You’re welcome.
/Crosses to my seat, folding down as the hostess passes us menus and informs us that our waiter will be with us soon. I thank her again and order a bottle of champagne. I turn to give you a charming grin/
It’s to celebrate your upcoming opening.
/Winks/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *shakes my head, picking at the napkin’s edges*
You’re spoiling me, Vane…thank you, but you don’t have to. I already like you a little.
*swallows a laugh, eyes moving to catch your gaze*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Jacks a brow up at that/
Only a little, Baby girl?
/Shakes head as the champagne is delivered and poured out into flutes/
I enjoy spoiling my Lady.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal I enjoy it, too, but this…
*drops my gaze, cheeks flushing*
It’s a lot…
*glances up at you, reaching for my glass*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella It’s nothing yet everything you deserve plus so much more.
/Grins lifting my glass to clink against yours/
To your opening.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *smiles wide, nodding once*
My opening…
*rakes my teeth over my lower lip, sipping the champagne, my eyes moving to our waiter moves through the crowded dining area towards our table*
Thank you…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella You are welcome.
/Smiles at the waiter as he greets us with the specials/
Have you decided, Beauty?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *whispers, glancing up at you*
The chicken..?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs quietly ordering the grilled chicken for you and a New York strip for myself, watching as the waiter leaves/
How was the meeting with Jayson?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal It was great!
*nods, perking up*
He showed me the surprise…
*grins wide*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella Oh?
/Swallows down another gulp of champagne, sitting up in interest/
What was the surprise?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal A loft…or flat. The entire second and third floor is… well, a home.
*shakes my head, taking a deep breath*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella That’s great, Baby girl. Now you can bring Pippa to work everyday.
/Chuckles, sitting back when our food is served/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal I can.
*nods, licking over my lips at the sight of the food*
Looks so good…
*finishes off my champagne, blowing out a breath, talking quickly*
Mymom’scomingtomorrowand
*breathes*
tomeetyoufinally…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Stutters out, fork dropping to my plate and sounding out/
Wh-what? Excuse me?
/Snorts trying to calm myself/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *nods, turning my attention to my food, kind of scared to say anything now*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Furrows my brows, placing my hand over yours/
Is this a bad thing? Should I be scared?
/Brushing my thumb soothingly over the back of your hand/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *shakes my head, lifting a shoulder*
Not really…I just, I get nervous when it comes to you and family.
*smiles up at you, turning my hand over to squeeze yours*
Let’s eat. It looks delicious!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs, breathing out with a nod/
Well there’s no reason to worry, Babe. I’m sure all will be fine.
/Nods, forking up a bite of golden mash potatoes/
After dinner there is a nice suite waiting for us. We can have dessert delivered and enjoy the rest of our overnight visit.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *breath catches at the thought of a night with just us, nods slowly*
Sounds good, handsome.
*pulls a piece of chicken free and pops it into my mouth*
Thank you again…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Finishes up the meal, paying the bill and leaving a big tip before taking your hand to help from your seat/
How about we go check out our suite, Baby girl?
/Curls an arm around your waist/
I heard the fourth floor is rumored to be haunted.
/Chuckles, leaning into you to husk into the shell of your ear/
Perhaps we can frighten our neighbors with some late night moans.
/Grins broadly at the blush of your cheeks, leading us toward the grand stairway/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Haunted?!
*practically ignores the latter part, though the idea heats my cheeks, holding tight to your middle*
You’re just saying that so I’ll play with Vance!
*grins*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella Oh Vance will be making a special appearance for my Lady tonight.
/Chuckles more, pulling our room key from my pocket with a shake of my head, turning to bounce my brows when I flick on the light, illuminating the large suite. The far corner situating a king sized wrought iron bed/
I’m completely serious, Beautiful. Don’t worry. I’ll protect you from the spirits. Vance and I will stand guard.
/Tugs you into the room with another deep rumbling chuckle/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *laughs, relaxing enough to let you pull me to the room, eyes wide as saucers when I take in its beauty*
Vance has a lot to live up to when performing in this place!
*laughs hard, kicking off my heels*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella Oh, he’ll more than live up to it, Baby girl.
/Clicks the lock into place, yanking the knot in my tie free as I dim the lights for the night/http://tmblr.co/ZJHidtvLFKwy
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FuckinSurreal And FuckinLucid
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/The thunderheads were growing in size in the distance, discomfort strong in the tendons of my hands. Restlessness in full drive as I toss in my sheets, my bones weary but wouldn’t rest. The impending storm had my hard body tense and shaking almost expecting the dreaded dream episodes from before. I needed to keep awake.
I sit up with a harsh exhale. The clock is blaring red bright numbers, the time five in the morning as a tired groan rushes past my firm lips. I’d had a busy day working on a twelve hour sitting, the client holding strong like a fuckin’ trooper, my knuckles blasted from the long session.
I knead over them in the low room’s light, my eyes catching on @FuckinLucid’s nap sack. I’d yet to be able to return it, or see @FuckinLucid again after the expo. I push my palms off the edge of my mattress, my body rising upright to lift up the bag. I had no idea where to find @FuckinLucid.
The club where @FuckinSway performed was a bust. For now. I turn my attention back to the bag, unzipping slowly to rummage through quickly and only seeing some of her personal belongings.
Looking in the front zipper compartment I find something that may work. A pay check stub for a coffee shop. The address not far from where the shop is located.
I pull on some loose fitting, low hip hanging black sweats, a grey sweat hoodie, and my sneaks to sprint out the door. It was a long shot, but maybe a coffee run would be just the answer.
I swing the strap of @FuckinLucid’s bag over my shoulder, small drizzling drops starting to fall as I tug up the hood on my sweater with my hands thrusting into the side pockets/
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[As I leave @FuckinSway’s apartment, a sense of relief lifts from my shoulders at the awkward tension which was bearing down on me. Oh shit. Did we actually… sleep together? I try to push away memories. Not sure whether I want to think about it right at this moment. I needed to get to work.
It was so early, but the manager had asked me to open up today as she wasn’t going to be around. I’d stupidly agreed to it. Why? Why did I drink the night before? It was taking a while for the painkillers I took from @FuckinSway’s cabinet to kick in. But one thing I was certain of… No nightmares. No feeding. I slept. And I didn’t feel shitty.]
Huh…
[As I walk to work, deep in thought, I fail to notice the light drizzle that’s soaking through the already dirty clothes I’m wearing. I also don’t happen to see @FuckinSurreal as I walk straight into his back, almost knocking us both over.]
Whoops! Sorry!
[I grab onto him to balance myself.]
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I stumble forward with a high squeak of my sneaks, palms reaching out and back to steady both myself and the clumsy fucker behind me./
What in the fuck?
/I growl, @FuckinLucid face blurring as we straighten up/
Aleva?
/I push down the hood on my sweater, allowing myself to take in @FuckinLucid fully once I’ve gained my wits some. She looked a bit disheveled and beat with heavy bags under her eyes/
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[I hear @FuckinSurreal curse and I wince. It’s not like I meant to crash into him. I scrub my hands over my face before giving him a sheepish smile.]
Hey there, @FuckinSurreal. Long time no see.
[I look up to see him standing outside of the coffee-shop.]
Waiting for me?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinLucid /I shake my head, my rusty hair falling forward somewhat damp from the drizzles/
I was stopping in for a cup of Joe. Are you okay? I didn’t knock anything loose, did I?
/Jacks a brow down at you while moving to the front door to open for us/
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[My eyes widen at hearing @FuckinSway’s name… or what I thought was his name…]
Joe? What did he say? I haven’t seen him since…
[I don’t want to admit that I just came from his place. I clear my throat.]
Yeah. I’m fine.
[I wave my hand dismissively and laugh nervously before pulling out the keys to the shop and dropping them on the floor. I bend down to pick them up and sigh at my obvious clumsiness.]
I’m damn peachy!
[I mutter under my breath]
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinLucid /My brows draw inward at how jittery and nervous you’ve suddenly become. Joe? Who’s Joe?
I vaguely remember you calling @FuckinSway Joe at the expo, chuckling low while I swoop forward to snatch up the wet keys from the rain slick concrete.
Why was @FuckinLucid suddenly acting nervous and confused when I mention @FuckinSway? I hand her the keys, shaking my head thinking there was definitely something up. @FuckinLucid’s attempt at fibbing about @FuckinSway falling flat/
Right. You sure about that, Aleva?
/I chuckle low adjusting the strap of @FuckinLucid’s bag on my shoulder/
Oh hey, you forgot this before.
/Trails off as I pass you the lightly rain covered bag while @FuckinLucid fumbled with the shop lock/
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[My eyes dart between the door I’m unlocking and something @FuckinSurreal is holding in his hand. My backpack.]
Oh, damn. I’d forgotten about that…
[Which was unusual as it had my iPod, my beloved blanket that I carried everywhere and a couple of other personal possessions. The door clicks open and I hold it open whilst holding my hand out for the bag.]
Thanks. Step in. @FuckinSurreal
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinLucid /I tick my head down, stepping quickly through the doorway when a loud rumble of thunder rolls through, the rain drops growing in size. I brush off the tops of my sweater/
You are welcome. How has your tattoo healed?
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[I follow @FuckinSurreal inside the shop and make my way over to the alarm. Keying in the code and setting the bag down on the nearest table. I switch the power to the building on, waiting for the lights to slowly brighten the dim room.]
Um… fine.
[I walk over to @FuckinSurreal and hold out my arm for him to see. Running my finger over the bumpy inked skin.]
All is good. Sorry about almost passing out by the way. I’m not sure what came over me. It’s the first time that’s happened. Can I get you something to drink? I’m guessing you didn’t come to chit-chat at 5am…
[Chuckling]
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I run the pads of my fingers over the inside of @FuckinLucid’s forearm, nodding in approval at how well it was healing. The ink taking well./
I could use some caffeine, @FuckinLucid. I’m glad to see you’re doing better after. You had me concerned when you stumbled off.
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[I pull my arm away from @FuckinSurreal and walk over to the coffee machine, setting everything up and filling it up with fresh coffee beans.]
How did the rest of the Expo go? Get your name out a bit?
[I grab a couple of clean cups and the milk from the fridge.]
What kinda coffee do you want? I’m making myself a latte.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinLucid /My firm lips turn down, palms scrubbing over the scruff of my cheeks while you start your set up/
It went well. It boosted the shops traffic that’s for sure.
/Shakes my head, folding onto one of the tall stools/
Don’t give me none of that foamy fru fru ladies coffee. I’ll take a dark roasted blend of anything you got.
/Turning back to your ink/
Do you usually have those type of reactions while having ink done?
/Shifts my feet to rest over the stools bottom rail, waiting/
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[I chuckle as I pour steaming dark liquid into a cup for @FuckinSurreal, handing the drink over.]
Nope. I’ve got many tats and never have I experienced something like that.
[But I can’t tell you it was due to my lack of sleep and need to have a fix.]
I must have forgotten to eat or something.
[I shrug it off, pouring the hot milk and coffee shot into my own cup before joining @FuckinSurreal at a table.]
Need sugar or anything?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I pour a small amount of cream, adding some sugar with a hard stir before slipping my rear from the stool to join @FuckinLucid. I wasn’t buying her story, @FuckinLucid’s gaze shifting away hesitantly some when I asked about her reaction, remembering that look of utter bliss cracking her features while my guns brazed the ink into her skin.
I settle down into the seat across from @FuckinLucid, blunt nails tapping over the ceramic sides of the coffee mug as I steel my gaze over to @FuckinLucid/
What about them moving? You mind sharing what that was all about, @FuckinLucid?
/I stare down into the steaming dark contents of my coffee mug/
I know I wasn’t imagining that, was I?
⌘ ☯ Aleva ☮ ⌘ @FuckinLucid
[The coffee mug I’m holding slips from my hands as an image of ink shifting across my skin flashes through my mind. A customer chooses that moment to walk in and I move away from @FuckinSurreal, not knowing how to respond to his query.
I’d thought it was a dream, or I’d imagined it in my sleepy haze. But if two of us had seen it, then surely it had to be more than that. I serve the customer, frothy milk is still hot from the latte I made myself so I can serve her fairly quickly. But before I can talk to @FuckinSurreal, another customer comes in. My hands are shaking and I’m not sure if it’s from the caffeine already hitting my system or the shock of the question @FuckinSurreal just posed.
By the time I’ve finished with the flurry of customers… I realise @FuckinSurreal has left the shop. I bite my lip nervously. Thrusting my hands into my hair and not knowing what to do except keep serving and keep working. For now that is.]
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FuckinSurreal And FuckinSway - September 13th, 2013
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I left after helping @PoutyIsabella get Pippa down for her nap, my Camaro cruising down the few blocks to the shop. Glancing down at my watch after parking I see I still had time to set up for my appointment for the day.
I climb up the back steps, and unlock the back door to duck into the air cooled interior of the building. The shop atmosphere is fairly subdued, #Ted was etching some ink into a college dude who’s yapping his gums about the UT game tomorrow.
I tick my head up in greeting to him as his eyes cut my way, then stride over to my station to get it sanitized. Thoughts of the evening’s plans playing in the back of my head/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I throw my pencil down on to the pad of paper. I can’t concentrate. I keep thinking back to the other night when I had @FuckinLucid in my dream. So real I could touch and almost taste her… until my damn phone went off and woke me up.
Gah! I run my fingers through my hair. I need to get out of this apartment. I quickly stand up and grab my keys, locking up and leaving the building.
My feet take me in whatever direction they feel like going, the pavement crunching under my shoes. I realize that I’m walking towards the bar and also to the shop where @FuckinSurreal works. I think I’ll stop by to visit.*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /I scan my eyes around the shop, wondering if the new girl @FuckinWolfBites is working today and how she’s getting on with everyone, my attention turning toward the front shop window catching a glimpse of someone I think looks like @FuckinSway just outside/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I enter through the doorway, eyes scanning the room before they land on @FuckinSurreal. He doesn’t look like he is too busy and I walk up to him.*
Hey man, I don’t know if you remember me. We met at the expo. I thought I’d stop by to visit.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/Stripping the latex from my hands I stand upright to clap palms with @FuckinSway/
Hey man, Julian, right? Yes, I remember you.
/Chuckles/
You were the one who was hanging around @FuckinLucid, your stalker.
/Shakes head, grinning/
How you been doing?
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I grin back at @FuckinSurreal.*
I’m good, I’m good.
*Rubbing the back of my neck for a second.*
So, how do you know @FuckinLucid anyway?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /Spins out a seat for you, checking over your shoulder for any sign of my client, turning back to you with a quirk of my brow at your question/
How do I know @FuckinLucid? Hm, you can stay we tend to bump into each other.
/Chuckles shortly/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
Yeah… @FuckinLucid has a way of doing that. So… how are you doing?
*I look around at all the artwork on the walls. It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask if he wanted to look at any of my art.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /Swivels in my seat, yanking the latex free from my other hand, taking in the time and seeing my client is late/
Yes @Fuckinlucid does.
/Mumbles under my breath/
Seems to find herself in trouble as well.
/Clears throat, reaching for the sketch for today’s sitting, tucking it into my sketch book realizing the client may not be making it in/
I’m well. Hey, are you up for a brew?
/Calls out over your shoulder asking #Shace to call up the client for a reschedule before turning back to you/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*Grins at @FuckinSurreal.*
I’m definitely up for that.
*I watch him put the sketch away. I love the chill vibe I am getting from him. It is comfortable and putting me totally at ease. I stand up from the chair and smile.*
Lead the way.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /Pushes my palms off the back of my chair, recapping the inks and clearing my guns away safely before snatching up my sketch book. I tuck it under my arm, letting #Shace know I was out for the night and turning on my heel toward the back of the shop/
Cool, I stay out back so it’s not too far.
/Stops at the foot of the stairway for you, climbing up the short flight to unlock my door. Hand delving into my jeans for the keys, pushing it open for you to pass through/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I walk through the doorway and take a glance around @FuckinSurreal’s place. I like it. I wait for him to come through the door before striding over to the living area.*
You got a nice place here @FuckinSurreal. And it is not far from work. That is always a good thing.
*I plop myself down in a chair.*
What kind of brew do you have?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /Chuckles quietly, striding over to the fridge, dropping my sketches over the bartop as I scan the almost bare shelves/
I’ve got some Heineken or Bud. Which do you prefer?
/Thinking I’d need to restock the supplies soon, but wondering if I should even bother with as much time I’d been spending over at @PoutyIsabella’s house/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
A Bud sounds good to me.
*I get up and wander over to the fridge where @FuckinSurreal is. I pop open the cap after he hands it to me and take a gulp.*
Ahhh… this is refreshing. So how long have you lived here @FuckinSurreal?
*I sit down on one of the kitchen chairs, fiddling with the paper surrounding the brown bottle.*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /Grins over the mouth of my bottle of Heineken, swigging back a thick gulp before lowering/
Thanks, about the place before. Hm… I’ve been here a few months now. I think it’s been that long.
/Chuckles/
So what’s been new with you?
/Hoping to find out why you were looking for @FuckinLucid before, walking over to drop into a bar stool beside you/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I rub my neck uncomfortably, not sure whether to speak about the dream invasion by @FuckinLucid or her tattoos moving.*
Let me ask you a question. When we were at the Expo and @FuckinLucid got her tatt, did you see anything… strange?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /My brow and interest quirk at that. I cough out my swig of beer, spilling it onto the bar top with a throat clear being somewhat caught off guard at your question. Did you see the same thing I had? I reach over the counter for a rag to soak up the spill/
What do you mean strange? What exactly did you see while I was inking @FuckinLucid?
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I’m silent for a moment. @FuckinSurreal is going to think I’m nuts. But, I blurt out anyway.*
It might have been a trick of my eyes, but I thought I saw @FuckinLucid’s tattoos moving. It was very strange. It could have been the lighting. I don’t know. I was also getting a strange feeling off of her.
*I snap my mouth shut before I give away what I can do and what I can feel. I can’t go around announcing that I’m an empath. I take a swig of beer.*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /I swallow another sip of the cool brew, allowing things to sink in. You had seen@FuckinLucid’s ink move. I knew it wasn’t my eyes. No, and no trick of light. I remember that look of bliss over @FuckinLucid’s features, the strange reaction to the ink as it was absorbed into her skin. I sit quiet, studying you. I felt somewhat protective of @FuckinLucid. Why were you so interested in her? I roam over your form folding in the seat next to me, you didn’t seem like a threat. I tick my head down with a low hum/
Yeah. I saw the same thing. But what does that mean?
/A question that had been playing in a loop in my mind ever since the day of the Expo/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*My brows pull together as @FuckinSurreal admits that he saw it as well. First, her ink moves.
Then, she invades my dreams. Why? How? I’m deep in thought for a moment, playing with the beer wrapper again. What is @FuckinLucid’s deal? Does she have a special ability like mine? I glance over at@FuckinSurreal.*
I honestly have no clue. I wonder how it is able to move. Any ideas? Have you seen anything like that before?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinSway /Shakes my head on my broad shoulders, pulling the last draw on my beer with a low mumble/
I’ve never seen it before.
/Blue eyes shifting down to my clock and seeing I needed to get a move on. I still had to clean up and grab last minute things for the plans I had with @PoutyIsabella later tonight. I stand upright, gathering up my empty bottle/
Sorry, dude, I’ve got to get ready for the night.
/Tosses my bottle into the bin, walking over to clap a palm over the top of your shoulder/
Whatever it is, we’re not going to get to the bottom of it tonight.
/Shakes head/
I’ll speak with @FuckinLucid about it more next time I see her.
/Maybe she can enlighten more as to what was going on and what was up with her skin art/
Julian Blake @FuckinSway
*I finish my beer and stand up, tossing it in the same place @FuckinSurreal did.*
It’s all good man. And remember, if you ever want to come down to the bar, I can get you free drinks, plus you get to see me play my set.
*Grinning.*
I hope you have a good evening man! I’ll see you next time.
*I leave @FuckinSurreal’s apartment, thoughts flying through my head. I step out into the warm air, gravel on the sidewalk crunching under my feet as I stride quickly in the direction of my apartment. What an enigma @FuckinLucid is. I wonder if I’ll ever see her again. I shrug, reaching my apartment. I guess I’ll have to see.*
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FuckinSurreal And PoutyIsabella - September 13th, 2013
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
Dear @FuckinSurreal, Lunch today is ribeye, Mac and cheese, green bean casserole with rolls!
*slides you a plate*
Enjoy, D!
*bounces*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella Fuck, Baby girl. Hurry home with the grub.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *slides into the driveway and hurries inside*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Slams the door open, pulling you in ready to devour both you and the food/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *laughs, trying not to topple over when the pups run over*
Hey!
*steals a kiss*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Growls down at the hounds, laughing as we fight through the zoo to our seats/
Damn that smells good, Baby girl.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*pops open the lid, moaning at the smell*
Freaking A! http://t.co/aJw2oQShi0
@FuckinSurreal *sinks down beside you, grinning as I pass you a soda*
Enjoy!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs as I take the soda/
Oh I will. Thanks, Baby girl.
/Tilts to the side to bite at your upper arm/
Tasty.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *laughs hard*
Vane! Eat your food!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles deeply/
I am eating my food, Beautiful.
/Jacks brows up/
I like to clean my plate.
/Winks as I flip the food lid/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *rolls eyes, poking you*
Oh yeah!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles low, stuffing my face with the delicious grub, smacking my chops/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *leans forward to give Pippa some Mac and cheese, rolling when she starts smacking like you*
Vane! Manners!!
*kicks you*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Snorts, soda spilling out with a cough/
That’s right, little Pip! We aint got time for manners with the good grub.
/Ruffles the top of her cute head, brushing the backs of my fingers over her sweet rosy cheeks as she smacks more/
Ow!
/Grumps/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *laughs*
She needs manners!
*feeds her some more, laughing harder when she keeps on*
I need video!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs with my head dropped down, feeding more mac into my mouth, dropping food to the hounds/
She’ll get all the manners she needs when she’s a little lady. Let her enjoy her smacking.
/Winks across to Pippa, watching her suckle cheese from her tiny chub fingers/
So adorable, Pippa darling. Get nice and cheesy.
/Chuckles/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *leans against you and snaps a few pictures then gets back to eating, smacking a nice big A-1 messy kiss to your cheek*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grumps playfully, blue eyes watching in amusement as Pippa spits out a noodle and shakes it over to the pups/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *prods you*
Taught her something else!
*laughs*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs shortly, lifting a shoulder/
She’s like a sponge. She soaks up everything.
/Sets down my food container to give Pippa a little high five, cheese covering my palm as her tiny hand smacks against mine several times/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal You’re so good with her… especially to have never had a kidlet!
*sneaks in a kiss to you both, pushing my half eaten plate away, leaning back with a groan*
So full!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins over your lips, grumping when you break away to sit back/
It isn’t that hard, Beautiful. They just want attention.
/Swipes up some clean wipes to clean up Pippa’s face and hands/
All good, Baby girl?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *sits forward, lifting Pippa from the seat*
Do you have work today, babe
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Wipes my palm clean of cheese, nodding over to you with Pippa plucking at your necklace/
I have an appointment then I should be free. I set up reservations for us. You’re still going to call Lily, yes?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *smooches Pippa’s chubby cheeks, nodding*
Mhm. When’s it for? I have to go meet Jayson today, too.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins/
It’s not until tonight. I can pick you up when you’re ready. Jayson, huh? Finalizing the cafe?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *rolls eyes, detecting the change in tone*
Yes, just to finalize things. He and Margie have a surprise for me!
*leans over to peck your cheek, sneakily slipping my hand in yours*
It shouldn’t be long, so call me an hour or so before and I’ll start getting ready?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles at your eye roll, ticking my head down/
I’ll call before it’s time. You dress nice and I’ll swing by to pick you up. It isn’t very far from here.
/Smiles down at your hand finding it’s way into mine, closing my fingers around yours/
I hope it’s a nice surprise, Baby girl. I know you’re eager to get the opening done.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Dress nice? Psshh, like this
*looks down at my Hello Kitty shirt and ripped jeans*
Isn’t nice!?
*winks, nodding*
I’m sure I will. Though it’s been hard not to sneak upstairs to see.
*laughs, shaking my head*
Surprises and all.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs, shaking my head as I smooth back my hair/
Baby, you’re a stunner in anything you wear, I just don’t think the place I have in mind would approve of ripped jeans.
/Chuckles, wiping drool from Pippa’s chin before it drips down into your beautiful cleavage/
Oh I bet it’s been killing you to see.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *laughs, dropping my gaze to my boobs, pushes them together with a playful grin*
It has been!
*rocks a little, Pippa’s eyes starting to droop*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Leans forward to press a kiss to her forehead as she starts to fade, ready for her mid day nap/
I’m going to get on my way Baby girl. Have fun finding out your surprise and I’ll see you tonight, My Lady.
/Tilts my face up for kisses/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *pecks your lips over and over, my grin growing*
I will. See you soon, Mister.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins, pressing more kisses to your lips, chuckling low not to rouse Pippa/
Tonight, Baby.
/Whispers soft in Pippa’s ear/
Sweet slumber, little beauty.
/Sits up, lifting to my feet, and helping you to yours so you can lay Pip down/
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FuckinSurreal And PoutyIsabella - September 12th, 2013
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Feeds my lady nutella dipped grapes/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *groans*
Thank you.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella You’re welcome, Beautiful.
/Feeds you more/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *licks your finger to catch a bit of Nutella*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Groans with a shift, blues locked out your pink tongue licking my forefinger/
Good, Baby girl?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *curls my feet under me, leaning into your side, nodding*
Very.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Rests an arm over your shoulder, tucking you tight under it/
Good. How’s my Lady tonight?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *leans up to peck a kiss to your lips*
I’m wonderful.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Cups your chin to draw you in more, draping you over my lap as I kiss you more fully, thick fingers brushing away stray auburn locks from your flawless features/
Hm… That is great to hear, Baby girl. How’s the progress at the shop?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *shifts to straddle you comfortably, looking down at you, leaning into your touch*
They’re great. Close to two weeks and I’ll be having a grand opening.
*lowers my head to steal a kiss*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Hums against your lips, thick fingers roaming around to splay at your back in a soothing caress/
Two weeks? So you’ll have free time this weekend?
/Leans away with a grin/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *tilts my head, curious eyes on yours*
Perhaps…
*gives a cheeky grin, tracing my thumb along your jaw*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Rumbles deeply, lids lowering as I sink back in my seat to bring you closer/
Well perhaps we can go on a proper date.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal I loved our last date…
*grins, arms resting on your shoulders, playing with the hair at the nape of your neck, chest pressed flush to yours*
You didn’t, Mister?
*licks over your lower lip, rolling my hips slowly*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Growls low, palms caressing lower to press you down onto my growing bulge./
Baby girl…fuck.
/Clears throat/
Yes I did but you deserve a better date than creek jumping.
/Sits up to nuzzle my scruff just under your ear, breathing you in deep/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *tilts my head for you, humming softly, nipping at your lobe*
I’m kind of simple… hm…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Shakes head/
A date should involve a meal, Beautiful.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal We kind of had a meal! There were peanuts at the bar.
*laughs, wiggling my hips against yours*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Pats my palm over your ass, chuckling/
Eating nuts is not a meal.
/Growls playfully, chuckling more/
I want to take my Lady out. To a nice restaurant. We could ask Lily to watch precious Pippa and enjoy the night.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *mumbles something about maybe finally getting lucky, nodding*
We could do that. It’d be nice.
*steals a kiss and slides from your lap*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs, pinching your cheeks before you scoot off my lap/
I heard that.
/Grins, crossing my arms as I lean back/
You never know, Beautiful. Would you be opposed to shacking up for the weekend? Hm…
/Thinks of shackling you to the bed posts/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal An entire weekend without my lovely? I’d have to really think about that!
*winks at you, grabbing a juice and a beer from the fridge, tosses it to you once I’m near again*
Whatever you want to do.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grumps as I catch the flying beer, cracking the lid/
If not a full weekend then a night away. What about Sunday?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Surprise me… isn’t it up to you?
*smirks, twisting the cap from the juice*
Friday night could be good, too.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Nods as I tip back the long neck, Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as I guzzle down a swig/
We’ll play it by ear. I’m not sure how busy it’ll be by the shop.
/Pats over my lap for you/
Are you ready for bed, Baby girl?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *shakes my head, moving to curl up on your lap*
Not really, but I know you’ve had a long day.
*kisses your neck*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Sets my empty bottle to the side, strong arms enveloping you with a nod/
That is has.
/Cradles you close/
I may not last much longer.
/Presses a kiss to your forehead/
Would you like to show me your shop progress sometime soon?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Maybe.
*grins, sliding from your lap to stand, holding my hand out for you*
I’ve invited my mum.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella Oh?
/Straightens to my feet, lacing fingers between yours as we walk toward the bedroom/
When is she due for a visit?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Not sure yet, I’ve not heard back. Hopefully before it opens!
*turns around, bouncing on my toes a bit, stripping down to my panties to slide on an old tee*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella I hope so, Baby girl.
/Bite over my firm lower lips, eyes locked on your movements as you disrobe. I blow out a sharp breath and drop my pants before tugging my shirt off. Boots kicked to the side with my clothing. I pull back the sheets for you before climbing in behind you, arms reclaiming your slender body to hold close/
Good night, Beautiful.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *wraps your arms tight around me, snuggling up to my pillow, back pressed to your chest*
Night, D…
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FuckinSurreal and FuckinWolfBites - September 4th, 2013
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/Ducking out the door early in the A.M. after feeding little Pippa had taken some ninja moves. The little cutie had quickly become my breakfast bud. She would wake me up with her mumbled calls for momma through the baby monitor @PoutyIsabella had set up in her room.
The bedroom I’d been spending more and more nights sleeping over and being the perfect gentleman mind you. Well other than a few creep peeks beneath the sheet while @PoutyIsabella rested.
My petite breakfast bud and I would slip off to the kitchen while a still under the weather@PoutyIsabella rested a bit more. I chuckle now as I head down the front path thinking of how we would usually ended up with more oatmeal or whatever other mashed baby food @PoutyIsabella had stored up for her, all over our clothing and hair than in Pippa’s tiny mouth.
I drop into the bucket seat of my Camaro, cranking it up and backing out to head into the shop. #Romanhad called the crew early for a staff meeting and I was running late. Turning a sharp curve, I slam on the gas and fly into the back parking lot and set the gear into park. My kicks stepping out and carrying me over to the back staff entrance wondering what the meeting was all about/
Sara Stone @FuckinWolfBites
(Buttoning up my jeans and finishing my coffee, placing the cup in the sink, still feeling a little nervous about this staff meeting, I can’t believe I finally have found a job in this city at last. Buttoning up my shirt and slipping on my coat, I slip my handbag over my shoulder and grabbing my tattoo book and phone and grabbing my keys I leave my apartment.
Locking up and walking towards the tattoo shop, smiling softy at a lady I cross on the street, I cross over the road and enter the shop, putting my book under my arm as a man comes over and introduces himself as #Roman and leading me to the back of the studio, looking around as I keep my hand on my book and hoping I can fit in here.
Sitting down and watching all the other people in the room I place my book on the table for everyone to look at)
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/Stepping into the back of the small crowd of other artists and staff, #Ted and #Shace among the others as my blues take in #Roman at the front of the shop speaking with a young woman. I jack a brow wondering who @FuckinWolfBites is, her bright platinum and blue locks striking against her pale features. #Roman calls our attention right as @FuckinWolfBites sinks down onto one of the shop’s retro couches near the back staff area.
@FuckinWolfBites’ portfolio sliding across the table top while #Roman informs us in a deep booming voice that we have a new artists to help alleviate our increase in business and asking us to please welcome @FuckinWolfBites.
A few of the staff in front lean forward whispering welcomes and congratulations while I move forward to check out @FuckinWolfBites sketches and line drawings.
My eyes shifting over to admire the ink decorating @FuckinWolfBites’s skin. Admiring what little I could see with her coat on/
Sara Stone @FuckinWolfBites
(Blushing a little at all the congratulations and welcomes from everyone, looking down at my hands as nerves kick in again still wondering why I am here, and hoping I do fit on.
Watching as a hand moves to my book, I look up and see @FuckinSurreal looking at my book. Smiling softly at @FuckinSurreal and nodding towards my book)
I’ve been tattooing since I was 17.
(looking away as I realize I have spoken to a complete stranger, and look back at my book)
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I soften a grin down to @FuckinWolfBites, her hands wringing nervously as she speaks softly about her work/
It’s quite impressive work.
/Ticks my head down, smoothing my sweaty palm over the broad side of my thigh before offering it to you/
I’m Vane. Welcome to the shop.
/I enfold @FuckinWolfBites’s small hand in my larger one giving a firm shake/
Sara Stone @FuckinWolfBites
(Smiling softly at @FuckinSurreal )
I’m Sara, and thank you.
(squeezing your hand softly and then letting go)
Have you been here long?
(shaking my head at the stupid question and laughing lightly)
Sorry, that was a silly question.
(looking back at my lap to stop from saying something else stupid to @FuckinSurreal)
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/Chuckles low, ticking my head down as your hand slides free/
Nice to meet you, Sara. I’ve been here a little over a month. It’s a great place to work.
/Thins my grin with a look over the others ambling around before #Roman asks everyone to start setting up their stations for opening. Turning back to you to show you a free station/
Are you new to the area, @FuckinWolfBites?
Sara Stone @FuckinWolfBites
(Standing up and walking to the new station with @FuckinSurreal beside me)
Um…. yeah newish, moved here about 2 weeks ago.
(turning to look at the place where I will be working, hoping that @FuckinSurreal won’t ask anymore questions)
it’s a nice studio.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinWolfBites /Grin broadens/
Yes it is. #Roman takes pride in his shop from what I’ve seen. You’ll like it here.
/Starts wiping down my station, setting up the ink caps for my first appointment/
If you need help with anything just let me know. Also if you’re a drinker there’s a nice bar nearby. Sways.
/Ticks head over in the general direction/
Good luck with your first day. I’m sure you’ll do great, else #Roman wouldn’t have hired you.
/Chuckles/
Sara Stone @FuckinWolfBites
(Nodding watching @FuckinSurreal as he sets out his equipment)
Thank you and I do drink a little.
(smiling softly and turning to my station placing out my machines, inks, caps and gloves onto the table and then sitting down, holding onto my sketch of a skull that I did many months ago for my ex, shaking my head and shoving the picture back into my bag, I look up to make sure @FuckinSurreal or anyone isn’t watching. My eyes flash yellow, turning away quickly, panicking that my changes are coming again)
Um….
(Not knowing what to say to anyone, I turn back to my station and start filling my caps hoping my eyes change back soon)
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@FuckinWolfBites /I keep my head tilted down, ticking it to show I’m listening while I carefully thread the liner needle into the gun when the crumpling of paper pricks my ears.
I catch @FuckinWolfBites hands balling up a piece of sketch paper and shoving it into her bag, a brief flash of yellow streaks past my vision that has my brows jacking up curiously.
Fuck I really needed to get my eyes checked. I rub the heel of my palm against my eyes, locking them back toward @FuckinWolfBites when she turns around with her normal eye color.
I grump out a groan, pursing my firm lips into a tight smile as my client walks through the door/
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Outtake: FuckinSurreal And PoutyIsabella
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Tugs you into my arms/
How’s my Beauty feeling tonight?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Better, thank you.
*smiles up at you*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Cups your jaw to brush a scruffed kiss over your lush lips/
Good, Beauty.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *feels my cheeks heat even more than the fever’s caused, wrapping my arms around you for a quick hug*
I hope you’re well.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Kisses you once more, leaning back/
I’m perfect with you in my arms.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Well… how were you before I was in your arms?!
*laughs, poking at your side*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grumps/
Completely miserable.
/Tightens my arms around you/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Miserable?
*frowns*
That can’t be so.
*pokes your side again*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Fights a grin, ticking my head down/
It is indeed so, Beauty. Not anymore, thankfully.
/Brushes a kiss over your forehead/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal You’re crazy.
*shakes my head, slipping free from your arms to head over to the sofa, lifting Pippa from her playpen*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles, dropping my head to give a shake/
I am not. I speak the truth.
/Stands upright to follow you, tickling over little Pippa’s chubby cheeks, laughing as she points to you and babbles out momma/
Yes, sweet girl, that’s momma.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *leans forward, kissing her little feet, eyes glued on the two of you*
You reckon she likes you?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins down at you both, chuckling as Pippa squirms from your tickling kisses/
Ah yes, she’s my little bud.
/Winks at her/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal No stealing her!
*huffs playfully, pulling her up against my chest, eyes narrowed*
Mine!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs shortly/
I would never think of it, Beauty. She’s all yours.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal And I won’t share!
*laughs, smothering Pippa’s face in kisses*
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FuckinSurreal And PoutyIsabella
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*pulls out my cell, bouncing on my toes to the sound of Pippa’s “singing,” and types a quick text to@FuckinSurreal*
Dinner tomorrow night at my place. BBQ ribs, tater salad and other yumminess. You’re coming,@FuckinSurreal . :)
*hits send and stuffs my phone into my shorts’ pocket, lifting Pippa’s carrier, ready for some shopping*
Miss B @PoutyIsabella 25 Aug
*glances down at my phone, using my pinky to change the song playing, Pippa attempting to sing along in the background. I’d not heard from @FuckinSurreal today, so I hope he’s still planning on coming.
Scooping some mayo into the potatoes, my eyes dart from the bowl back to my daughter. She’s too fucking cute and perfect. It may sound cliche, but I swear she was given to me for a reason. The gods knew what was to come, I suppose.
With a deep breath, I turn my attention back to the potato salad, stirring in the chopped pickles and eggs, hoping like hell I’m not making a mistake with letting @FuckinSurreal meet Pippa.
Maybe it’s something mum or Char would be able to help me with. Shakes my head and pushes the thoughts away. It’s too late to cancel the dinner now, so maybe afterwards I’ll give @Peters1GirlChar a ring, catch up and figure shit out?
I don’t know. But I’ve dinner to finish and there’s no sense and spending my time worrying myself to death. If @FuckinSurreal is to come over, I should allow myself to enjoy the anticipation and cooking side of this “maybe” date.*
It’s almost ready, Lovey..
*blows Pippa a kiss, the pups having the majority of her attention. We’d both bathed and changed about an hour ago, readying for @FuckinSurreal to join us for dinner. Well, I say “we,” but more or less it was me getting ready for him to come over.
Tiptoeing out the back sliding door towards the grill, I hear a squeal when I near it, the ribs ready to be taken off to sit before dinner. Another squeal sounds followed by a scratching crash noise and the squeal quickly turns into a blood curdling scream.
Had I the ribs in my hands, they’d have landed on the ground giving the mini zoo a mini feast. Turning around almost too fast, my mind seems to be working in slow motion while my body is jerked from its place and I’m kneeling next to Pippa’s walker, sitting it up right practically yanking her from the seat*
Oh, baby!
*squeezes her to me for a second, my own tears falling from my eyes, then pulls her away from me, checking her for any abrasions or bumps*
Pippa…
*buries my face in the tiny crook of her neck, crying hard, feeling like such a failure*
I’m so sorry, baby girl.. so sorry.
*Once I’m sure Pippa’s okay, and I’ve stopped crying like I’m the one that got hurt, I give her walker a swift kick, mumbling*
Bad walker for hurting Miss Pippa.
*kisses her temple and totes her into the house, whispers, looking down into her big brown eyes*
You’re not in a hoveround, baby girl. You can’t just walk out to the back yard like momma, okay?
*kisses her temple*
Give me a heart attack before I’m thirty.
*places her into her swing, making sure she’ll have no chance at hurting herself and heads back out for the ribs, my eyes catching the time as I pass the microwave, wondering when @FuckinSurreal will be arriving*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I left the coffee shop after @FuckinLucid started to get busy. She’d gotten lucky, slipping away from my inquiry on her shifting ink work. I knew where @FuckinLucid was now, or where to find her at least so she had time to answer. I wiped up the spilt latte and dropped some on the table before making my way back to the tattoo shop.
The storm had slowly started to dissipate, and I hoped that I’d have time to shower, change and get my day off errands taken care of. I didn’t want to be late for the dinner @PoutyIsabella had unexpectedly invited me to.
I laugh at how bold she was with her text. @PoutyIsabella was a feisty one. I finish up the last errand as the sun starts to set, knowing I needed to get a move on and decide to stop in to a vintage toy shop I happen to drive past.
I knew I’d made a wise decision when I notice the corner of Sanrio collectibles. I select a handful of small Hello Kitty plushes, grabbing a larger one and make my way to the cashier to pay.
Backing out the parking lot I drive off toward @PoutyIsabella’s home, setting the car in park and exiting with the gift bags to give a knock at @PoutyIsabella door. My brow jacking up when I hear a loud cry come from behind the door/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*With the table finally set and Pippa calmer than before, I slide the dessert into the freezer and herd the pups into their room, the knock at the door causing me to jump, not prepared for that*
Wonder who this is, Lovey.
*brushes a kiss to her red cheek and turns to head for the door, pulling it open to find @FuckinSurrealon the other side. Drags my eyes up his seemingly tired form, smiling softly up at you*
Hey, @FuckinSurreal… didn’t think you’d make it… Come in!
*steps to the side so you can pass*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins broadly, striding through as I lean down to press a kiss gentle to your cheek/
Thanks for inviting. I got you beauties some gifts.
/Straightens up to my full height, handing you the gift bags/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *takes the bags from you, eyes wide*
Vane! You didn’t have to do that.
*shakes my head, peeking inside of them with a quiet gasps*
Hello Kitty?! I… I mean Pippa loves her!
*grins, glancing over at my red-faced baby girl*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles at your excitement, shifting my gaze to follow yours, taking in your little beauty/
Is this little Pippa?
/Walks over to kneel beside her, brushing the back of my forefinger along her rosy cheeks/
Hello, Pippa.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *nods, hesitantly taking a step forward, watching you very closely*
Yes, that’s her…
*leans forward a bit, mumbles*
She an accident a bit ago.
*worries my lower lip, eyes moving between the two of you*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Firm lips turn down, thumb pad brushing the dry trails of tears over her baby soft cheeks as she sniffles/
Is she okay?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Yeah.
*laughs a little*
Just scared her. And me.
*shrugs, reaching out to trace over the curve of your neck, pulls my hand back quickly, clearing my throat*
Are you ready to eat?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I feel your fingers delicately trace over my neck, a shiver running down my spine. I have to stop my own hand from reaching to capture yours before you turn away. My own throat clearing when I stand up, chuckling down when Pippa gargles a laugh/
I am. You’ve had me thinking of ribs and potato salad all day.
/Pulls a seat free from the dining table, turning to sit in front of Pippa to shake one of the plush Hello kitties/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *rolls my lips together, hiding a grin*
Thank you, truly.
*sits down across from you, grabbing your plate to fix while you play with Pippa, her giggles and coos filling the silence. Adds a bit of salad to your bowl, setting the dressings closer to you for your pick*
So… how was your day?
*begins fixing my plate, eyes still on you*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles more along with Pippa as she squeals and clutches her tiny fists for the plush. I tuck it into her arms, turning my attention to the plate of food you’ve set up./
Thank you, it looks and smells wonderful.
/Mouth waters while I wait, trying to remember my manners and not dive into the saucy ribs/ It was well, spent accomplishing some much needed errands. Grins over to you, lifting my drink for a drink, Adam’s apple bobbing with each gulp to quench my thirst/
How was yours?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *watches you for a moment, eyes settling on your lips on the glass*
Um…..
*shakes my head, bringing myself back to the dinner table*
It was good.
*nods*
Managed to get some cleaning done, visited the park and then started dinner. Oh, and Jayson stopped by to drop of a few things.
*wrinkles my nose, picking at the potato salad, dreading the work I still have to do pertaining to the decorations with the shop*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Jabs my fork into the potato salad for a bite, ticking my head down as you spoke, brow lifting curiously/ Jayson?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *chokes out around the rib held to my lips, both brows raising*
Oh…
*mumbles, licking over my lips, dropping my arms a bit to speak*
I did move to Austin for a reason.. I wanted to build a life for Pippa and myself…
*stops there, not wanting to seem as though I’m hinting at anything*
He’s a realtor!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I’m distracted a moment when your pink tongue darts out to lick at the sauce on your lips, a small groan easing from deep in my broad chest, shifting in my seat with a throat clear./
Oh, for the cafe you want to open, right? So does that mean you’ve found something here?
/Pulls a rib to my mouth, sinking my teeth into the tender meat practically melting off the bone. Damn these were fucking good. I suck the ends of my thick digits, picking up another/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *ears perk at the groan, a grin forming, nods*
I have! And it’s perfect. And there’s a large space above the shop area we could live if we chose.
*closes my eyes, picturing it for a moment*
It’s so perfect…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins broadly, happy for you/
That’s great, Beauty.
/Sneaks Pippa a bite of potatoes, grinning slyly/
When do you start working on it?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *stabs a tomato from the salad, raking my teeth over my lower lip*
You’re good with her.
*grins wide, popping the tomato into my mouth, using my hand as a shield while I chew*
I’m picking things now, it’ll be in a couple weeks, though.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins more, laughing a bit at Pippa gumming the plush/
She’s a good girl.
/Nods/
I have a local contractor that helped with some renovations recently. I can pass you on his number if you’d like.
/Lips crack out a huge yawn, unable to stifle it before it escapes, groaning/
Sorry about that. It’s been a long day.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *glances from your eyes to your empty plate, laughing*
That would be great, thank you. Jayson’s trying to gather some help from people he knows, too.
*shakes my head, eyes moving back to yours*
You had a long day. Um…
*drops my gaze to my plate then Pippa, exhaling a heavy sigh*
I’ve dessert in the freezer for later… if you’d like to stay… tonight…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Rubs the heels of my palms into my tear tired eyes, interest perking at the thought of dessert and your invitation to stay over. Would I be able to behave? I turn down to the side over to Pippa giving a questioning quirk of my brow. She gives me a gummy smile, kicking her little legs out/
If you’re sure it’s fine, I wouldn’t mind, Isabella.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal I wouldn’t have asked if I weren’t sure… I mean, two and a half dates isn’t much time… but I feel you’re safe.
*laughs quietly, lifting your plate as I stand*
Come on, I’ll show you around.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I laugh, standing to help you gather the plates, my body hugging you from behind as we made our way to the kitchen/
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Vane:/Thunder cracked above, the tires eating up the rain slicked road with light patches of hydroplaning here and there as I hit deeper potholes and waterholes along the broken asphalt. Nothing too dangerous for me to handle, even in my inebriated state. That didn’t stop my knuckles as they still gripped the steering wheel tight as fuck just in case. Fuck sakes. Driving drunk probably wasn’t the best decision I’d made.
I keep my heavy lidded blazing blues eyes on the road. The windshield wipers squeaked nosily and streaked left to right across my hazy line of sight. The rain streaking over the glass shield didn’t help my blurred vision. I’d been moving along through the night. Gaining ground on whatever had held me in it’s grasps back in that alley in Austin. Some strange sixth sense guided me to…what? Or away-from what? Away from the city? Away from @InkedTrickster and the bizarre world his venom had revealed to me?
The sky opened up more and poured down over the hood and black matte metal roof of my Camaro. I could feel the violent storm winds pushing past my car with sheer force. Enough force that I’d swerved into the next lane. The night still deep pitch dark. Morning would break soon. I hoped at least.
I began to weave, the howling wind and rain along with my head nodding from drowsiness to blame, as the white broken lines on the road began to fade. The rain soaked road I’d been traveling on is no longer in front of me. I could have been falling off the edge of the earth and never know it.
Sleep’s bony grip claimed me as my tires ran over the shoulder rumble strips when I veer off the road. Images replayed from earlier, Dave’s face in my field of vision, same scared shitless expression as before, but the scenario ended much differently. Blood stains covered each of my knuckles, hands tainted a reddish pink hue. A thick satisfied grin broke across my firm lips as Dave’s bones break and shatter beneath my onslaught of punches. The entire scene tinges to black, the tendrils of ink along my forearms lashed out to meet Dave’s slumped form crumbled on the gravel.
Suddenly a flash flood warning blared over to my right where my cell had wound up in the passenger seat after I’d raced out of the city. I’m ripped out of the dream state I had involuntarily begun to fall into. My body ran cold in realization. I reacted as quickly as my sudden alertness allowed and reached over to shut off the fucking cell warning. Fingertips breezed over the hardcover of my cell just as my tires hit a patch of water, spinning my car out of control. My front end jerked to the right. I yank the wheel but can’t avoid going off the road and making impact with a metal light pole. The crunch of metal on metal ached my molars as I ground my jaw. Knuckles white in a death grip around the steering wheel as the car tips before settling back on all four tires. I scrubbed harshly over my weary features at the razor close call. Whiskers rough over my brawny palms as flashes of my life spun through my mind. What a waste I’ve spent with it. Everything good was gone and here I was risking it all in search of something I couldn’t even begin to understand./
Fuck. I almost fuckin killed myself!
/I turned my head, neck sore and telegraphing a ‘Fuck you’ to my brain. Steam hissed out from my popped hood, the passenger door crushed in like tin./Motherfucker!/I couldn’t help the slur of curses spewing from my lips in anger. 'What the fuck was I doing?’ I pounded my fists into the steering wheel, jerked upright when a sudden banging came over the fogged and rain spotted driver’s window. A dark haired, completely soaked from head to toe, woman came through the haze of alcohol and screwed up visions. I’m not sure where she came from but there was a familiarity to her. That strange sense rose within me when she’d helped me out of the wreckage my Camaro was currently in. What was she doing out here. And where in the fuck was /HERE/?/
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Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*There was nothing else to do other than curse the hangover that I’d woken to yesterday. Damn@FuckinSurreal and his inviting me out. No, he didn’t feed me the drinks, but he’s why I went out! Huffing, I grab one of Pippa’s stuffed bears and toss it into her toy box.
What’s so special about @FuckinSurreal, really? He’s just like every other man out there. Cocky, conceited, sexy, smart, tasty… The hell?! That attempt of convincing myself not to like him just went down the tubes.
“Maamaaa.”
My head jerks around to see a bouncy Pippa in her walker, absolutely content on the little toys attached to its tray. Part of me wants to interrupt her, curious if I heard right, the other not wanting to say a word - just in case.
“Maamaaa.”*
Holy shit…
*The words are whispered and I quickly turn around to snag my phone from her dresser, flipping it over to record her, hoping to catch it again.*
*Grumbles to myself when Pippa stops saying anything and goes back to mumbling and flips my phone around, texting @EvilBells*
Pippa just said momma. But, like her Nana, won’t do it when I want her to! <3.
*Hits send and finishes cleaning up Pippa’s room, organizing her clothes one more time before pushing her into the living room, a final load of laundry waiting to be folded*
It’s almost bedtime, Lovey!
*Kisses the top of her head, moving out of the way for the pups and Mina to come check on “their” baby*
She’s fine, y’all.
*Tiptoes to my room while she’s entertained by the mini zoo, quickly changing into my pjs,@FuckinSurreal’s shirt my choice of “lingerie.” Giving a little wiggle, I move back out to the living room to flop down on the sofa to finish folding the clothes.
I can’t help but wonder what @FuckinSurreal will do once he meets Pippa. Sure it’s one thing to know someone has a baby, but to be a part of something where he’ll see me in mommy mode… well, who’s to say it’ll still be okay?*
Shut it, B. You’re overthinking.
*Buries my face in a pair of shorts, groaning. I wouldn’t trade my life for anything, but why, just for once, can’t I get shit right? I could have sworn I had before, with Pippa and… him, but I was wrong then.
What’s to say I won’t be wrong again? Another groan forms and it makes me wish that@BurninAngelFire weren’t gone on tour with her book release. I could use someone to talk to. Someone who was used to me.
There’s @Peters1GirlChar, but… well, yeah. Flails just a little bit, careful not to dump the basket onto the floor and tries to focus on the unfolded clothes.
I’ve got this. @FuckinSurreal called back for a date… was it a date?! Shut the fuck up! With another mini flail, I get to folding clothes, vowing that I won’t bring up @FuckinSurreal again. At least until later…*.
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FuckinPredator
Name: Paige aka Predator
Age: 20s
Sex: I have a vagina! (Female)
Origin: Unknown
Species: Human-ish
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Steel grey
Height: 5,9
Distinguishing Marks: Tattoos…. everywhere!
Purpose: To hunt, to mark. To discover the truth!
Hobbies/Interests: Pitbulls, burgers, alcohol, sarcasm, flirting.
Other Notes: Carries a shotgun called “Lucy”. Enjoys occasional pain. Known to be a loner. Has a sixth sense. Original character.
Contact: @FuckinPredator
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Sara Stone @FuckinWolfBites
(Waking up with a splitting headache I groan softly as I sit up, cracking my neck knowing that I must have came out of a shift to early, I turn and look around seeing that I am outside)
Shit.
(sitting up and seeing that my clothes are spread all around me, I move to grab my top when I see blood on my hands, moving around I see blood all around me, scrambling backwards crying out as I see blood all over my body.
Looking around and seeing no one, I stand grabbing my clothes and running towards the river. Dropping my clothes and throwing them on to the floor and jumping into the water. Washing off the blood and trying to remember what is happening to me)
Why can’t I remember what’s going on with me?
(washing off everything and climbing out of the water and slipping on my clothes over my wet body. Going through my pockets and finding my phone and keys, I slowly walk towards my house trying to figure all of what’s going on)
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Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins as I exhale hard, adjusting discreetly as best I could to try to hide the erection making itself evident. Fuck. I calm down some, approaching behind you to brisk a scruffed kiss over your exposed shoulder before reaching for my dry dress shirt to wrap you in. I clunk my soaked feet into my boots and help you up the stairs and back to your car. I can’t help but grin like a fool thinking over the night and finally getting to taste your lips. Hell they were addicting and something I’d love to enjoy more of/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *smacks your chest playfully, shaking my head* You look like you just stole candy from a toddler! *bends down to grab my shirt when it falls, digging through the clutch for my keys, blinking up at you* Thank you for tonight, Vane. *leans up to press a kiss to your cheek* I’ll get your shirt back to you… promise.
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles deeply, catching your wrist to tug you closer as you kiss my scruffed cheek/ You’re very welcome, Isabella. Now are you sure you’re safe to drive? I can call you a cab. /Turns to take in the area, waiting for your reply/ Don’t worry about the shirt. /Winks down, brushing back a few loosen strands framing your glowing face/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal I’m good. *nods, leaning into your touch* I’m just a few blocks away. Don’t worry about calling a cab, but you better call me. *winks and crawls into the driver’s seat, giving you one last glance before shutting the door and starting up to head home, your smell surrounding me the entire trip*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Whispers out as you back up and drive off/ Oh I’ll call you alright. /I drop my head while I cross my arms over my muscular chest and head off toward the shop to turn in for the night, wondering if I should still call to be sure you arrived safely/
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Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/A pitiful groan rumbles free from my tired lips, my back aching from lugging the heavy as fuck vintage refrigeration unit up the rear flight of shop stairs. I’d managed to get it moved into the alcove in the kitchen, the dishwasher and stove nearly straining my back more as I scooted them in place. The kitchen was finished finally with a quick run of the shop vac and I was ready for a nice relaxing drink. I swipe the back of my forearm over my sweat beaded brow wondering if I should hit the shower before heading out to the bar. I take in the time on my watch only to realize it’s getting late and thinking if I still wanted to ask @PoutyIsabella out tonight then I had better do it now. Reaching into my pocket to pull free my cell I tap at @PoutyIsabella’s contact info and hit the green phone icon before lifting the phone to my ear to wait for an answer/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*My days have been hectic since I signed on the dotted line in hopes that my offer would be accepted. Jayson was eager, more so than I, promising that the building was mine. I didn’t want to count my chickens before they hatched, but in the last few days, I have done quite a bit of planning. I’ve mapped out which construction and design crews I want to use and have set price ranges for them all. I guess I’m just as eager as Jayson is. Jarred from my thoughts, I look down at my phone, it nearly vibrating off the edge of the table. @FuckinSurreal’s name crosses the screen and I’m a bit shocked. I could have sworn he forgot about me. Lifting it hesistantly, I answer the call from @FuckinSurreal* Hello…?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I chuckle under my breath hearing @PoutyIsabella’s uncertain greeting/ Hello, Beauty did you forget about me? /I thrust my thick fingers through the hair at the top of my head, grinning into the phone/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*leans back against the chair, pulling my knees to my chest, head shaking despite you not being able to see* Not at all, @FuckinSurreal. If anything, I thought you forgot about me, @FuckinSurreal. *lays my cheek on my knee*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Grins broadly with a more audible chuckle now before replying/ I could never forget you, Beautiful Isabella. How are you and your little beauty tonight, @PoutyIsabella?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *grumbles under my breath at you calling my by my full name, thinking I should change it* We’re both well. She’s playing with the zoo. Well, *turns around, staving off a laugh* fighting them from licking her!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I shake my head with cheeks creasing more when I hear a small squeal of laughter/ That’s good, very good to hear. I was wondering, if you’re not too busy with your beauty, that is. If I could tempt you to join me for a drink? @PoutyIsabella I won’t keep you out too late. I promise.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *sits up, elbows resting on the table’s edge* Tonight? *glances at the clock hanging on the wall, wondering if Lily’d be up for watching Pippa for a couple hours* I’m not sure, honestly. I’d have to ask my friend…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /My expression drops some, ticking my chin down as I think/ Okay. How about I send you the address and the bar is called Sways. If you’re able to get a sitter I’d love for you to meet me. /Nods into the phone/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Sways… *nods, repeating the name in my head again* Perhaps I’ll see you there, then. *grins, standing up, fingers running through the ends of my hair* If not, have a good night, Mr. Cocky. *laughs quietly*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs/ Sways on sixth. I hope to see you there, Beauty. Good night, Isabella. /Ends the call, shooting off the address in a text before striding off for a quick rinse/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
Lily! *I barely give her a chance to say “Hello” before I carry on* @FuckinSurreal called and, I know it’s last minute, but he wants me to go out for drinks with him tonight… *She blurts out “yes” before I get a chance to finish and hangs up. I really need to find someone here in Austin so she’s able to go back to LA, but with things looking up business wise, she’s mentioned moving here and working alongside me. I don’t mind the idea at all. Aside from a few select family members, there’s not a whole lot of folks that I trust. Scooping Pippa up, I head towards the bedroom to get ready*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Buttoning up the row of buttons lining the front of my clean pressed dress shirt, I pocket my keys and cell, tucking my wallet into the back pocket of my slacks then duck out the back and down the steps. I slow my stride as I slip out the shops back alleyway and head the few dark blocks down to Sways. I check my phone for any missed calls from @PoutyIsabella and smile crookedly not seeing anything. I hoped that was a good sign as I make my way through the crowded drag and walk up to the bouncer at the door. I flash my ID and tick my head up asking if @FuckinSway was performing tonight. He gives a shake of his head saying @fuckinsway has the night off. I shrug off and thank him before continuing inside in search of a drink and an auburn beauty/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*Lily practically pushed me out the door once I was ready, not even trying to hear my thoughts on the outfit she’d helped pick out. Sways was a newer place, or so I’d heard, and even after Pippa was born, I deprived myself of visiting clubs. I just haven’t felt the need to go to one. But now, with all the things going on with Jayson and my ideas finally coming to fruition, what could a drink or two hurt? Sliding my ID from my clutch, I show the bouncer once I’ve made my way to the door, and slip inside. I really hoped that @FuckinSurreal isn’t standing me up. Guess we’ll see. My fingers tug on the end of my hair, twirling it mindlessly, eyes scanning the crowded room for @FuckinSurreal’s face*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
/I shoot back a shot, teeth clenching my jaw tight with a soft hiss as the whiskey warms my throat, my blues drinking in the delectable back side of @PoutyIsabella as she comes into view. My firm lips spreading into a broad grin as I stride close to whisper huskily into her ear. Loud enough for@PoutyIsabella to hear over the band playing at the front of the smokey room/ Looking good tonight, Beauty.
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
*my eyes fall shut for half a second, exhaling slowly, the feel of @FuckinSurreal’s warm breath fanning over my skin causing chill bumps to form on my skin. Arches a brow and turns around, my eyes dragging over @FuckinSurreal’s chest to his eyes, smiling* Same for you…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Hums throatily, enveloping one of your hands in mine as I tug you gently over to the bar to call over the bartender/ Thanks gorgeous, and thank you for coming out for a drink. What can I order you first? /Smirks down at you, brushing your hair off your shoulder with the backs of my fingers while giving you a charming, not cocky at all, grin/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *presses my lips together, trying to ignore what your simple touch is doing to my heart, eyes scanning over the bar at the bottles lining the shelves* Hmm… *smiles at the bartender, nodding towards the vodka bottles* Vodka and cranberry, please. *gives you a cheeky grin and leans over, whispering* Thank you, but I can order for myself…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Barks out a small chuckle, ticking my head down as I move my free hand to scrub over my nape feeling it heat up/ I can see that. /Shakes head as I tilt my face back to yours/ You can order all you want. As long as you allow me to treat. /Winks/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *reaches out, tracing my fingers along your jaw, gaze finding yours* Did I just make you blush, Vane? *grins, hopping up onto the barstool* I’d hate to see your face if I kissed you! *winks right back at you, taking my drink from the guy*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /A shiver sparks up from your delicate touch, my hard body turning more into you as I step closer to hover above your seated form. I give a minute shake of my head, gazing down into your twinkling emeralds in the low lit bar/ Why don’t you try and see. Or are you waiting to build up some liquid courage, Baby girl? /I brush my forearm past yours as I reach for my own shot, clinking the glass against yours with a slow wink/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Oh no, not at all. I’ve plenty of courage. Runs in the family. *smirks, glass touching yours before lifting it to my lips taking a few swallows, gaze fixed on your face* Besides, isn’t that your place to kiss me? *arches a brow, not letting the nickname slipping* And baby girl? Hm…
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Chuckles deeply with another shake of my head, thick strands of hair falling forward over my forehead before I slick them back and swallow a back my shot/ Is that your way of giving me permission, Baby girl? /Grins broadly, clearing my throat/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *finishes off my drink, laughing low at the empty glasses in front of you* Are you sure it’s me who needed the courage?
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs out, tapping the bar top to order refills from the bar tender, turning to the band a moment/ I don’t need any help from the liquor if I wanted to kiss you, @PoutyIsabella. /Smirks as more shots are delivered, wondering if we should get out of here as the bar floor becomes more crowded causing people to push closer around us./ Do you want to get out of here? Get some air?
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *catches the “if,” in what you said, trying not to let it get to me. Slams back my second drink quickly, nodding* Sure!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Watches as you slam back the shot quickly, pulling my wallet free to toss out some bills for our tab, dropping extra for a tip before tossing my arm over your shoulder to help us navigate through the crowd. I give the bouncer a grinning nod as we hit outdoors and turn down the crowded street filled with different bands and dance music from each bar lining the drag/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *pokes your side when you drape your arm around me, laughing* Trying to ward off the men? *looks up at you, heels tapping against the sidewalk* I bet this outfit would bring them like a moth to flame!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Rumbles a deep guttural growl at your words, tightening my bicep around your shoulders to steer you away from a group of leering males, turning down a dark entry leading down some steps, my ears picking up the sounds of slow rushing water below/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal Oh stop it. *laughs, hearing the growl* Like I’m that kind of woman! *prods your side again, slowing down, my drinks catching up to me* What’s that? *wiggles a bit* It makes me want to pee. *snorts*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /Laughs out, my tense shoulders easing up as we step down onto the cement bank near the creek/ I wouldn’t try it out here, Beauty. /Shakes head, lacing my thick fingers with yours/ There’s a creek that runs through here. You up for a dip? /Pops brows jokingly was we stumble stroll off to the side of the babbling creek/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *holds tight to your hand, heels trying to slip from beneath me* The question is are you..! *leans down and tugs my heels off, nearly falling forward, laughing loudly. Bounces on my toes and tugs my shirt off, head a little fuzzy from the alcohol* Come on, Mr. Cocky! *pushes my glittery shorts down and practically runs down the path towards the creek*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella B?! Ahfuckinghell! /I snort out as you traipse off leaving your clothing flying behind you. With a tug off the back of my dress shirt I kick off my boots and dart after you, my strong arms enveloping your waist as you trudged into the chilly water. Fuck it was cold, my body pricks over as we stumble forward landing deeper in the rushing water with a shrill of alcohol laden laughter/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *shivers in your arms, breath catching from the sudden shock of the cold water* Holy balls! *trips over my own feet and falls forward, slipping under the chilly waters*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I slip under the water with you, tugging you above the water’s surface and nearer to the bank, clutching you tight while your teeth chattered softly against each other from the freezing water. I shake out the excess water from my hair, taking you in to be sure you were okay before pressing tighter to you to keep anchored to the cement bank/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *gives you a lopsided, slightly drunk grin, eyes on yours, the cement cool against my skin, your chest warm* What?!
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I don’t say a thing, merely pressing further into your soaked lithe form, tilting my head down to slant my lips over yours to capture a moment. Your lush lips moving pliantly with mine as we kiss, my chest rumbling against yours as I kept you held tight in my arms/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *closes my eyes, sighing softly against your lips, my hands sliding up over your biceps to rest on the sides of your neck, lips yielding to yours, fingers toy with the hair at the nape of your neck, my body pressing flush against yours*
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /My palms grazing over your sides, hoisting you up to wrap your slender legs around my broad waist, rocking you into the hard, cool, wall barrier at your back as our kiss deepens tongue gliding along each other while the rushing water passes over and around us. I break away hesitantly hearing voices above us, resting my damp forehead against yours/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *Oh… gods help me. I nearly lost it when you lifted me up to wrap my legs around your waist but when your hips pressed against mine..? There’s no amount of self love that can give you THAT feeling. A moan builds in my chest, but I swallow it down, the sound of people somehow tugging me from my hazy stupor, eyes opening to meet your gaze, whispers* Hi….
Vane Everett @FuckinSurreal
@PoutyIsabella /I kept my blazing blues locked on yours, panting some as I lean away to look down on you/ Hey, are you ready to get out of this blasted water yet? /Lifts a pruned hand to tap at your lips gently/ I think I can see your lips turning blue. /Grins tightly thinking they weren’t the only things turning blue right about now/
Miss B @PoutyIsabella
@FuckinSurreal *nods, unwrapping my legs from around you, not wanting to lose the contact, though* Yeah. Much colder than I thought! *laughs quietly, moving around you to head towards the bank, wringing my hair out, mind still back on that kiss*
-TBC-
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Aleva: I sigh as I start to rouse from the most restful sleep I’ve had in a while. Despite the sleep being all well and good, my muscles ache and I seem to be developing a headache. I moan to myself, wondering what time it is. I should be okay to rest a little longer. I only usually stay sleeping for a couple of hours at the most. Wouldn’t it be great if I could just keep a coffee maker next to my bed. I chuckle to myself and stretch a little. My leg coming into contact with something. Huh…
Julian: The fingers of sleep are beginning to loosen its hold and I become aware of a throbbing in my head. I shift in my slumber to throw my arm around my pillow, what seems to be a nice, warm, soft pillow. Wait, pillows aren’t supposed to be warm like this. My eyes flutter as I try to wake up and open them.
Aleva: A man’s arm is flung over me and it takes me a moment to register the tattooed arm of Julian. ARGHHHHHHHH I yell and jump out of what I presumed to be my bed. It’s not my bed. It’s his! Oh my god! I look down. I’M NAKED! I make a grab for the sheet.
Julian: My eyes fly open at the sound of Aleva’s voice, staring at her standing there, naked, before she makes a grab for the sheet. I quickly grab a corner of it to cover my junk as I am naked too. My fogged brain questions why I’m naked for a split second before the obvious conclusion dawns on me. What the fuck!
Aleva: Stumbling as I’m pulled back towards the bed with the sheet. I scowl atJulian. Did you drug me? Creep! I’m sooooo gonna kick your arse!!! Frowning. When I’m dressed that is. Care to explain how I ended up in your bed?
Julian: I’m just as shocked as Aleva is. Why on god’s green earth would I drug you to sleep with you? I’m trying to think, remember last night, silent for a moment before speaking. I suspect that I was drunk. My head is beginning to throb harder. Do you remember anything?
Aleva: I blink for a moment as I think back to the night before. Drinking, dancing, kissing… Um… I cough as the image of sweaty nakedness burns into the forefront of my mind. I shake my head vigorously. Nope. Nothing. You?
Julian: I vaguely remember the bar… warm, responsive flesh under my hands… I don’t remember jack-shit.
Aleva: Ah-ha! I point a finger towards Julian. I remember you wanted me to call you by your name! Jack…. Right? I nod my head.
Julian: You were calling out JACK? I feel a bit offended at this, arching a brow.You know damn well my name is Julian. You must have loved it though if you were calling out my name. I smirk.
Aleva: Loved what exactly? Are you saying we… did it? I gasp. Did you at least wrap it? Must have been “some” night for me not to recall a single thing! I grab a discarded t-shirt of Julian’s from the floor, flinging it on.
Julian: My boxers are right next to the bed and I quickly step into them. I find a discarded condom wrapper flung on the floor and I hold it up for Aleva to see.Would you like to repeat the experience so you do remember? My smirk gets wider, a wicked gleam in my eye.
Aleva: I shake my head at Julian in disgust before seeing the clock. Shit, I’m late for work! How did that happen? I slept a whole night and don’t even recall a single dream? Due to the alcohol intake? Thinking of the amount of whiskey and tequila I drank, has my stomach churning and the my head pounding. Can you direct me to your painkillers?
Julian: Painkillers would be a good idea. I can’t seem to think straight with this headache and the remaining alcohol in my veins. I groan. What the fuck did I do? All this manly fronting is not going to make this situation any better. I drop my gaze from Aleva and scratch the back of my head uncomfortably. Yeah, err, in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. I turn away from her to find a shirt.
Aleva: I pick up my clothes on the way to the bathroom. I want to be away fromhim as quickly as possible. Why didn’t I dream? Or did I dream and just not remember? If so… then why don’t I remember? Did I have my own dreams? Did I slip into Julian’s mind? I shake my head at the thought. That wasn’t possible. Hewould have been suffering nightmares all of last night and he certainly wouldn’t have that ridiculous smirk like a kid on Christmas morning. Once in the bathroom, I quickly start to get washed and dressed, remembering to steal the bottle of painkillers for my headache whilst at work.
Julian: As soon as she is out of the room I rest my hands in front of me on the dresser, hanging my head and blowing out a breath. The amount of the uncomfortable emotions Aleva was flinging out is almost crawling out of my skin. It only is intensifying my own emotions. The feeling has eased up a little since she had walked out of the room, but she is still in my apartment and those tendrils are still making its way into me. I stand up and scrub a hand over my face, running my fingers through my hair. I need to manipulate her into feeling calmer.
Aleva: I tie my hair up off my neck. I’m sweating and my palms are clammy. I feel like I’m having a panic attack. Then the strangest thing begins to happen. A wave of calmness from nowhere starts to relax me. It’s foreign. I know it’s not my own emotions. But I can’t explain it and I cling to it. I close my eyes for a moment and try to focus on it, taking a few deep breaths. When I feel ready, I leave the bathroom. I look around for where I must have dropped my purse, seeing it on the floor near the door. I walk towards it, shouting to Julian at the same time. I used your toothbrush! May want to get a new one!
Julian: I see Aleva walk out of the bathroom yelling about my toothbrush. I sigh and walk to the bathroom. My eyes can’t help but fly to the toothbrushes on the sink. I notice the one that is still dripping water. I can’t help but laugh. She didn’t use my toothbrush, Aleva used Belle’s.
Aleva: I don’t know what to do. This is the place I’m temporarily supposed to be staying at. But everything is different now. I’m not even sure if I’m welcome anymore. I can’t really think of anywhere else to go. Perhaps Vane can recommend somewhere. It would be nice to see him without being knocked out or passing out. I make it my plan to pop by Vane’s place soon and say hey. For now though, I have to get to work. And figure out what happened. I’m not even shaking anymore. Could Julian be the one to thank for that? I slip the handle of my bag over my shoulder as I wander back to the open bathroom door. He is standing in there and I clear my throat to get his attention.
Julian: I look over to Aleva. It’s much easier now to be around her since her emotions have calmed, not that the awkwardness has completely disappeared. I can barely look her in the eyes, regret flooding through me and I hold the feeling back from leaking all over the place and affecting her. Yes, Aleva?
Aleva: I shift from foot to foot, not looking Julian in the eyes. I just wanted to say thank you for the dance… and I’ll see you around sometime. Maybe. I don’t givehim a chance to reply as I walk away. Heading to the apartment exit as quickly as possible.
Julian: I have no clue what to say and I just watch Aleva walk away. Part of me wants to make sure she is okay and the other part just wants to avoid her. How could I be so stupid? My jaw clenches as I walk out of the bathroom to go to the kitchen. I need a cup of coffee… badly.
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