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@carrerak
“I already am who I am.”
#carrerak: an independent, canon divergent, semi selective blog for Kiara 'Kie' Carrera from Netflix's Outer Banks. Multi-verse, multi-ship and au-friendly. Age Range: 21-24 (usually written as 22-23)
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"You had your chance but you didn't take it. That's all on you." He countered without missing a beat. A teasing glint visible in the dark of his eyes that even this cold couldn't take from him. For the moment he silently let her brush his hair back, closed his eyes briefly even as he wordlessly appreciated the gesturen, then he hummed upon gazing at her once more, "Mm, does it involve a nurse costume? Think it would suit you." At the question if he's hungry at all, Nick only wrinkled his nose. "Nah, I'm good. Maybe later."
Kiara smirked at his quick comeback, her fingers still lingered in his hair as she gave him one last playful tug before she let her hand fall. "Oh, I had my chance? Please, you were practically begging for it with those eyes." She leaned in closer, her tone lowered, "nurse costume, huh? Bold of you to picture me in one already. Maybe I'll consider it…but only if you promise to play the patient who actually follows orders." Her gaze flickered over him, she noted the way he wrinkled his nose at the mention of food. "Alright, of course. No problem. Whatever, whenever you want," she added with a smile. "Just go back to sleep, and I'll watch over you in a non creepy fashion."
There's the soft sound of Rafe's breathing on the other end of the phone line. He's trying not to have a meltdown and he's really just hoping that talking to Kie will help him get through this rough time. "I wish I was there with you, too." Hearing her words of confirmation in missing him, he feels a little less turbulent. "If I was there I'd hold you close, Kie. You know I would." He tells her, patting his leg as his foot taps anxiously. "When can I see you? I need to see you. . ."
Kiara's voice was gentle but filled with longing. "Rafe, it's been so hard not having you around, especially now." She paused, as she took a deep breath to steady herself. "But I promise, as soon as I can, I'll come to you. Just hold on a little longer. We'll get through this, together." Her words hung in the air, a fragile thread of hope connecting them across the distance. "Until then, keep talking to me. I need to hear your voice just as much as you need mine. It's the only thing that makes this distance bearable. Just hold on a little longer. We're going to get through this together. I believe in us."
The view of her on his tailgate. . . He doesn't know if he can be any more attracted to her than he is at this very moment. Laying the blanket out in the bed of the truck, he then kicks off his shoes and moves in between her legs. "I figured you might be." He smirks at her and leans in to sneak in a kiss before he helps her unbutton his shirt, shrugging it off before he easily undoes his belt, button and zipper of the khakis he's wearing. They drop to the ground easily as he pushes her back down against the blanket. "I'm gonna make you cum so hard you'll wanna scream."
Kiara's eyes locked onto his as he moved between her spread thighs, the tailgate cool against her skin through the thin blanket. She studied his every move, her lips parted when he stole a quick kiss. Her fingers help tugged his shirt free, then trailed down his chest as his pants hit the ground. She leaned back willingly when he pushed her down, her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him closer. "Fuck, I love when you talk like that," she breathed, her voice low and husky. Her hands slid down and gripped his backside, her nails dug in. "Then do it. Make me scream. I want you buried deep, stretching me until I'm shaking." The brunette rocked her hips up, as she ground against him through her soaked panties. "Don't hold back."
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So soft, so delicate beneath his touch. John B wants to worship her, kiss every inch of her perfect body. . . "Good." He mumbles, his lips still pressing kisses to her warm skin. "Kie. . ." He moans her name when she rolls her hips against him, causing him to physically ache for her. "Mmm, fine." He agrees and pulls back in order to take his shirt off, but then his fingers hastily move to her shorts, undoing them as quickly as he possibly can without fumbling over himself. Words aren't enough to tell her how much he wants her.
Kiara mewled in delight as his mouth trailed over her skin, each kiss sent sparks coursing through her. She studied him with heavy-lidded eyes, her own hands slid up his now-bare chest, her fingers traced every muscle. When he tugged at her shorts, she lifted her hips to help shimmy out of them until she's left in nothing but her panties. "John B…" she whispered, her tone full with need. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants, and pulled him closer as she ground up against him. "I need you too. All of you." She leaned in, and captured his mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, her tongue tangled with his whilst her legs wrapped around his waist. Her body arched, as she pressed every soft curve to his, desperate for more contact, more heat. "Don't stop," she breathed against his lips, one hand already worked at his belt. "Please…touch me everywhere."
Quit talking and do it. Okay. She told him to, so he's going to do just that. An arm tightens around her waist and he smirks at her, knowing her dress is riding up even more now. "Don't worry, Kiara. I've got you." He tells her in a whisper before he picks her up, a hand going to pull her dress down to cover her as he takes her away from the party. He finds his truck and opens the tailgate before going to set her down on it. "Hold on." He tells her before leaving her there for a brief moment in order to grab a blanket from the back. "Unless you wanna wait and we can go back to my place. . ." He raises a brow at her. "But, I don't want to. . . I don't think I could make it home without undressing you in the truck"
Kiara's breath hitched as his arm locks tighter around her waist. The moment her feet leave the ground, her dress rode higher, but he was gentlemanly to do at least pull it back down for her so she didn't expose herself. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers dug into his shoulders whilst he carried her away from the pulsing music and lights. When he set her on the tailgate, the metal is cold against the back of her legs. She saw him fetch the blanket, her legs swung slightly. At his suggestion, she chewed her lower lip, her eyes flickered from his face to the open truck bed and back again. "Fuck waiting," she answered, as she felt bold. "Get in here with me. Now." She reached out, and grabbed the front of his shirt, and pulled him closer between her spread knees. Her free hand slid down his torso, and she felt his muscles tense. "I'm already wet. What are you going to do about that?" she queried teasingly, as she wriggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Vergil For Kiara…
"Well, hello boyfriend. This is always an amazing surprise when you're looking as great as you do," Kiara teased, with an appreciative smile etched upon her features.
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That comment has him smirking. "Maybe I am, maybe I want to feel special." He tells her before she's taking hold of his shirt collar and pulling him in close. "I know exactly what I'm asking for." Rafe states, his hands gripping her hips to keep her planted where she is for the moment after she takes a step back from him. His eyes drop, devouring the sight of her perfectly toned and tanned thighs on display. "Well, first I'm gonna take that pretty little dress of yours and strip it off of you so I can see more of that perfect body you're keeping from me tonight. Then? Those legs are going around my shoulders. . ." He leans in. "And my tongue is going to taste you like I've been wanting to do for a long time." His mouth twitches into a little smirk once again as he pulls back. "I wanna make you beg for me, Kie. . ."
Kiara's breath hitched at his words, her fingers tightened in the fabric of his shirt as she pulled him even closer. Her body pressed flush against his, the heat between them was palpable. She tilted her head, her lips brushed his ear as she spoke in a low, sultry tone. "Then stop talking about it and do it, Rafe," she challenged, her voice full of desire. "Strip me. Put my legs over your shoulders and bury your tongue inside me until I'm shaking. I want to feel you licking every inch of me, until I can't think straight." She ground her hips forward against him, the thin fabric of her dress doing nothing to hide how wet she was, "Make me beg? Fuck that. I'll scream your name so loud the whole island hears it. But only if you earn it." Her fingers moved over his chest, and tugged at his shirt. "So what are you waiting for? Show me what that mouth can really do," she smirked, whilst her body thrummed with anticipation.
@collectivemuses asked "I fucking miss you." Rafe
Kiara's chest tightened at his words, her mind flooded with memories of their stolen moments and unspoken promises. She bit her lip, as she struggled to keep her voice steady before she answered, "I miss you too, Rafe. More than I can say. It's like this ache in my chest that won't go away, no matter how much I try to pretend I'm okay. I wish you were here, with me, so I wouldn't feel so damn lost." She revealed just how much she longed for the connection they had unable to hide it anymore.
Such a fucking tease, it makes it hard not to react in the way he does. "Yeah." He replies in a breathy manner. "What's a man to do with a girl like you at his fingertips?" He questions her seriously. Kie is playing right into it, though, the way she's dancing and arching against him. Rafe's eyes roll shut at the euphoric rush he's getting from the chase. She guides his hand just under her breast and takes the lead, cupping it gently and giving it a squeeze. "Now you're catching on, Kie." A smirk appears on his lips. "We can take this elsewhere at any time. Just so you know, the offer is on the table." The chase is proving to be fun, though, just as her teasing flirting is. God, she's so sexy and he knows she knows it.
Kiara's breath hitched when he squeezed her breasts, her eyes fluttered at the sensations. Instead she rolled her hips back into him, slow, to let him feel exactly what he's chasing before she pulled away so that she could turn in his arms. She gazed up at him through her lashes, her eyebrows raised. "The offers been on the table, Rafe. You're the one who's been circling it like you're waiting for an engraved invitation." Her fingers trailed up his chest, hooked into the collar of his shirt, and pulled him down. "I don't do elsewhere with guys who aren't sure what they're asking for." She held his gaze, then released his collar and stepped back. Her dress had ridden up her thighs from the dancing and she didn't bother to pull it down. "So tell me." She tilted her head, as her voice lowered an octave. "What exactly is it you think you're going do with me? Paint me a picture. I wanna know if it's worth my time," she grinned mischievously.
A soft sigh falls from his lips when Kie breathes out his name. Fuck is right, he thinks to himself as his ears pick up what she says next. "Mmmm, anything you want." JJ replies as he helps her get his shirt off. "I want you too." He lets her know, just in case she missed the signals that he was giving off. Leaning up, he kisses her again, fingers tangling into her hair as he does so. The clothes will come off soon enough, but he wants to kiss her more at this very moment in time.
The word anything hummed through her body, settled somewhere deep in her chest. There's too much space between them, his shirt's half-off, tangled around his elbows, and she wanted it gone, wanted him closer, but his mouth found hers again and a soft whimpered escaped. His kisses were intoxicating. He's kissing her like they have all night and she's supposed to be patient but she'd never been good at that. Her fingers slid up his chest, her nails trailed lightly over his skin she'd finally allowed to touch. Warm. He's so warm. "Jayj," she murmured. Her thumb traced his collarbone. "You don't know how long I've…" She stopped herself, and shook her head, she pulled him closer. She didn't need to say it. He knew. He'd always known. Her other hand found his, and laced their fingers together, and she kissed him slower, deeper, savoring the moment.
@neverfittedin asked [ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders / as fresh roommates in their shared apartment
Kiara felt the soft weight of the blanket settle across her shoulders, the fabric still warm from his hands. She glanced up from her spot on the couch, a small smile formed upon her features, as she pulled the edges tighter around herself. "Thanks, Nick. That's really sweet of you. I didn't even realize I was getting cold until you did that." Her fingers brushed lightly against the blanket as she adjusted it, her eyes met his with a hint of appreciation. "Want to sit with me for a bit? We could watch something or just chat…or something," she added, with a shy smile.
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They deserved this, right? To finally be together and not dance around the subject anymore. JJ gets lost in her eyes, smiling at her lovingly. "Yeah." He knows she would have waited, but he couldn't make her wait any longer. The kiss is shared, warm and loving and wanting. "I guess that's what it means." He chuckles softly, moving to wrap his arms around her and pull her against him fully. His girl, his happiness, it's not one or the other, it's both.
Kiara melted into the kiss, her hands slid up to cup his face as she kissed him back with everything she'd held within for so long. Her body pressed flush against his. She felt the heat building fast between them, her body ached with need."Fuck, Jayj," she breathed against his lips, her voice steeped with desire. "I need you. All of you. Please." Her fingers tugged at his shirt, and pulled it up and off so she could run her palms over his bare skin, her nails lightly scratched down his back. She ground her hips forward, rubbed their lower halves together through their clothes, desperate for more friction.
That hot little body of hers on his only makes him feel even more feral than he had before. His hands are all over her, pulling and holding her close to him as they dance to the music. "Hmhmm. Maybe?" He chuckles, breath hot against her ear. "That pretty little smile of yours is only going to make me want you more and I know you know that." He tells her, his hand going to her chin and holding her face there as he brushes his lips in a feather light manner over hers. "You tease me, I tease you right back." His other hand is on her hip, slowly sneaking up against the soft skin of her torso.
Kiara pressed her body tighter against his, her hips rolled in a slow, deliberate grind that matched the pulsing beat of the music. Her arms slid up around his neck, her fingers played with the back of his neck. "Mmm, is that so?" she murmured, her voice low and full with mischief. Her lips brushed his again, barely a touch, teasing just like he accused her of. "You say I tease you, but here you are, hands wandering like you can't help yourself." She moved, she arched her back so her chest pressed firmer into him whilst his hand crept higher. Her skin is warm and smooth under his palm, and she made sure he felt every inch of it. One of her hands dropped from his neck to cover his on her hip, guided it even higher until his fingers brushed the underside of her breast. "Careful," she whispered, as she nipped lightly at his lower lip. "Keep touching me like that and I might just forget we're supposed to be dancing." Her orbs sparkled with playful challenge as she swayed against him, her thigh moved against his legs. "Or maybe that's exactly what you want?"
