" yeah, you don't get it. " sometimes she was reminded of how much younger he was — and of how reckless he could be. " my reputation would be thrown in the trash if anyone found out about us. " dark hues met his again, " besides ... keeping this secret just between us, is kinda hot. no one knowing it's you who make me feel so good. " the brunette needed him to forget about it and focus on what they had right now. craving more was dangerous, especially since he had nothing to lose.

" make me understand, then. you're a phenomenal teacher. " never been one for consequences or words ... only actions. thinking before doing anything is something he cannot fathom. being around the older femme, well ... let's just say he might actually have a thought or two. hand finds waist like it's home and tightens grasp, satisfying smirk dances along features. " i can think of a few things hotter ... all involve you, though. "

" you do now, it's part of the deal. " he replied, shit eating grin appearing on his lips. " for you? since you're being sweet ... five hundred. " but his price was far from sweet but fallon guessed she was desperate.

" oh, fuck off. i'd rather risk my life hitchhiking than pay that. adorable of you to try and pull that shit, though. " shoulders shrug nonchalantly as she awaits for his response. too unsettled to await for it, though, so she continues. " three fifty and i won't forget you after i become famous when i nail this audition. "

he shook his head in quiet denial, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. he wanted to step inside, to close the gap between them, but he couldn’t live in this uncertainty any longer. "maybe that’s the problem." his gaze didn’t waver, a mix of frustration and something softer swimming in his eyes. the air felt heavy, and he knew the tightness in his chest was his anxiety creeping in. "we avoid real conversations—that’s our thing, isn’t it?" his voice softened, but the weight of his words hung between them. he took a step closer, closing the space just enough for his presence to be impossible to ignore. "i’ll ask again," his tone steady, his eyes searching hers. "do you miss me? do you need me, chanel?"

" of course i miss you, carson. " wasn't a statement used to hush homme, oh no ... sadly, it was meant whole-heartedly. too sheepish to bring it up on her own, understanding their intertwined ways grew the need to never look foolish. never want more than he wanted to give ... perhaps, without admitting such, it would be her not willing to give enough. optics lock to his ... smitten, is she not ? a fool in love. a fool in uncharted waters. unexplored territory. tone when asking following inquiry is but a whisper, fearful of the answer to come. " where is this coming from ? "

she does as told, looking down at the necklace as it's clasped around her neck, digits coming up to toy with the charm as she's turning to look at other femme again. "it's perfect, it really is," speaking softly as a small smile forms. "it's alright, really. . . i'm sorry too, i have to get you something in return."

gift giving had been embellished in early childhood ... any time parents forgot a recital or birthday, an apology in the form of riches would be given. seems to be a habit she can't break. " trust you don't need to get me something in return ... just remember me being nice for the next time i act like a snooty bitch. we both know it's bound to happen again. "

𝚑𝚎  𝚑𝚊𝚍  𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜  𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 carved  for  him  by  the  fates  ,  etched  into  the  very  marrow  of  his  bones  . destiny  had  whispered  its  secrets  to  him  in  the  dead  of  night  ,  a  chilling  lullaby  of  inevitability  .   he'd  grown  up  beneath  the  shadow  of  legends  ,  tales  spun  from  the  deeds  of  his  father  ,  uncles  ,  and  cousins—men  who  became  wolves  under  the  blood-red  moon  ,  leaving  a  trail  of  carnage  in  their  wake  .   "  whether  you're  scared  of  me  or  not  ,  that  doesn't  change  the  fact  that  my  natural  instinct  is  to  kill  —  to  kill  people  like  you  .  "  blood,  the  color  of  rust  and  dried  into  a  grotesque  mosaic  upon  his  beard,  punctuated  his  confession,  a  badge  of  honor.  before  her  stood  not  a  man  but  a  beast  cloaked  in  human  skin  ,  a  creature  born  of  nightmares  and  whispered  fears  . " if the time comes and I can't control myself — then what ? "

forces within her battle back and forth for supremacy knowing neither will win. powers wielded beyond control constantly pushing themselves to get front row seat ... in her own way, femme knew all too well what the brute before her had to feel when moon became full like a well-fed king. vassal to his own urges as she to hers. too familiar with what it takes to protect herself from something portrayed so brilliantly terrifying. " you knew i can protect myself on nights like these — knew i didn't need to be warned. you came here for a reason, and something tells me it's not that. " close steps taken towards animal mimicking man ... " but if fate decides to be so unkind to me, then ... i know how to keep you restrained for a little while. "

" what do you think's gonna happen to it, huh? do you think i will give you such a bad fucking reputation? " fucking great. it just felt great to realize that was what it was about. " you think i don't get any consequences? then you're wrong. i just don't run away when things get hard. "

" i didn't fucking say that, is. stop putting words in my mouth to make yourself feel more justified. " frustrated fingers tuck dark strands behind ear, face reading nothing short of tirelessly unamused. amazing how good poker face had become perfected. " i'm not running away from anything. i was just trying to save us from this, but. seems you wanted unnecessary confrontation no matter what. "

                 “    respectfully   ,   i'm   not   interested   in   talking   about   the   others   ;   let's   head   up   to   my   room   and   do   what   we   came   here   to   do   .   i   have   a   bottle   of   armand   de   brignac   waiting   for   the   both   of   us   —   can't   let   it   go   to   waste   .    ”

" well, i for one think it's interesting you say that considering you mentioned them first ... now, answer my question so we don't have to deal with the poetic injustice that is wasted armand de brignac. "

                 “    maybe   it's   not   a   good   idea   ,   but   i've   never   been   scared   of   a   challenge   .   .   .   so   what   do   you   say   ?   are   you   going   to   kiss   me   ?    ”

" that's what you've been waiting for, huh ? i knew it ... especially since you're wearing the perfume i love. "

Azure blue optics enchanted by each movement, eardrums seduced by the honeyed, confident responses. Soft muscle licks the chopped bottom lip, calloused fingers reached for the silky skin - instantly pulled closer by its warmth and scent. " It seems you don't like to share. . . we have that in common, sweetheart. "

" do i really look like the type of woman that would ever feel the need to share ? " welcomes touch almost too willingly, manicured tips trail along leather decorating limbs. drawn into him completely, devilish grin plays upon shiny lips. " when i want something, trust me ... no one else will ever have it. "

a   sigh   escapes   —   she   didn't   tell   him   that,   but   knows   theres   no   point   in   arguing   once   mind   is   made.   determined   and   stubborn   was   the   girl   and   ironically   enough,   kaleo   both   loved   and   hated   that   about   her.   "   my   career   only   matters   ?!   you   act   like   i   told   you   not   to   go   or   something.   it's   just   gonna   suck   being   without   you   for   that   long.   "   longer   than   he   expected.   had   made   plans   to   do   something   special   for   their   anniversary   in   three   months.   "   i   want   you   to   be   successful   babe,   i   juste   hate   our   conflicting   schedules.   it's   like   the   universe   is   trying   to   keep   us   apart.   "

" the universe is trying to keep us apart, or are you ? you're probably making sure that you have all the time away from me you want. " affectionate words had never been a forte acquired, though its polar opposite would be. heart would always skip a beat every time homme magically had the ability to gather enough patience to handle attitude ... which would be more times than anyone could count. luckily for her, though rarely showed, kaleo seemed to be the only person to handle such a task. the only person craved to do so. how one has stuck around her this long is beyond comprehension, but ... at least she would be a pretty migraine to succumb to. tone lowers as if someone had been secretly listening to them ... puppy dog eyes given as next words are spoke. " i'm just tired of missing you all the time. "

is   pleasantly   surprised   that   girl   allows   her   to   stay.   knows   visit   is   unexpected   —   especially   the   reason   for   it   —   but   estella   secretly   craves   melody's   company.   knee   bends   to   climb   onto   the   foot   of   her   bed,   smiling   as   she   sidles   up   beside   her.   "   never   heard   of   it   but   i'm   down   to   watch.   and   please,   i'm   starving.   you   in   the   mood   for   chinese   or   pizza   ?   "   she   asks,   phone   already   in   hand   and   ready   to   dial.  

" it's just a horror game ... basically stuck in the fucked up world created by some psycho to mind-fuck you. it's honestly one of my favorite franchises. my followers have been wanting me to replay it lately, so, might as well. " can't hide gleam manifesting along lips once other femme's presence closes in. estella stayed a mystery to her ... a secret indulgence, if you will. turns to face opposite and casually rests hand upon knee. innocently, of course. platonically ... " honestly ? i could smash about a dozen crab rangoons right now. "