Esmay Iliya Markov

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Ximena nodded her head. “I think you should try size smaller to hug those amazing curves of yours.” She let a smile come along her features as she glanced down towards Esmay’s outfit. “I actually was looking at that dress earlier. You know, a little somethin’ somethin’ for a romantic dinner.” She chuckled as she put the clothes back on the rack as she arched a brow with curiosity. “What colors should I use?”

“Oh my god I love you already, we’re going to be friends, I’ve decided.” Esmay grinned as she was given a compliment, the easiest way to the girl’s heart as anyone who had met her for more than two seconds knew. “You have a date night? Then we’re going to need to fund you absolutely fucking hot. What are you doing for the date night, like where are you going? I promise i’l get you laid. That’s basically my thing.” Taking a step back to looked over the other girl with pursed lips, judgementally, head tilted to one side. “Well you’re clearly an autumn, so like, a burnt orange would look amazing on you. Or a mustard yellow. They have this silk mustard dress over here that could work.” She clicked her tongue as she went across the store to try and track it down.

Cole’s eyes widened, taken back, but then again, she knew she shouldn’t surprised to hear the voice of Esmay shouting at her, especially as Cole rambled on. She knew it was a trait that bothered some people, especially Esmay and so she shrunk back, biting down on her lip. “Right. Sorry, sorry. I know, I know - you know when I get nervous I tend to ramble which only incites my incessant need to ramble already and - Sorry. Well, here, let me get you some napkins then, Es.” Cole sighed, moving over to the counter to get the girl some napkins, helping to wipe some off of her. “You know, actually, the amount of vitamin c in orange juice is very minimal. It doesn’t actually have so much - what it has is a high glucose intake, which is just a fancy word for sugar. It has more sugar than any juice on the market, even including cranberry and apple and - Nope, you don’t need a history in juice, do you?” She got off as much as she could with a small smile. “You sure you don’t want a latte or something? A tea? One of your favorites?” She shrugged. 

“I know baby but you’re giving me a headache, okay? So just…I need you to calm down a bit.” Esmay sighed as she sat down at the table Cole had been at, joining her as she grabbed some napkin for her. Taking them she dabbed at the wet mark on her chest only half listening to her talk about the amount of vitamin c in orange juice, just nodding a couple of times to give them impression she was listening. “Is that so, interesting.” She looked up, catching the other girls smile before giving her one of her own, closing her eyes for a second. “I really don’t, nope, but if I ever do need one I’ll be sure to come and find you. Clearly you are expert.” Scratching the back of her neck she squinted up at the menu board, knowing coffee was the best thing to get into her system. Well actually water was probably the best thing but she sure as hell wasn’t planning on ordering that, she was not that kind of person. “Yeah why not, if I give you my card will you go order it for me? If I stand up again I might puke. Can you get me an almond Americano.”

“I didn’t whi-” Peter shook his head as Ryder nuzzled himself against Peter’s chest and watched Esmay carefully, little mouth open as he decided what he was going to say. He seemed to be getting a little bit shy around her which made Peter smile and he ran his hand through his son’s messy hair.  “Who are you?” Ryder asked with a frown but he gave her a high five anyway and Peter chuckled as he slid carefully out of bed and tugged on some shorts. “Ry, this is Esmay, she’s one of daddy’s friends.” He came around to the side of the bed and handed Esmay her discarded clothes from the night before as he picked the toddler up. “How about you and me go get breakfast started and she can meet us in the kitchen for pancakes?” He kissed Ryder’s cheek as the little one nodded and Peter shot Esmay a wink before he took his son out to the kitchen and closed the bedroom door so she could get dressed. 

He got Ryder some juice and started to work on the pancakes when he heard the bedroom door open and feet padding down the hallway. “Coffee or apple juice?” He smiled at her as Ryder hurried over to stand in front of her, holding up a plastic dinosaur. “You be this one!”

“Me? I’m Esmay, who are you?” Esmay asked in a sleepy voice before the boy’s father introduced her himself, as one of ‘daddy’s friends’, which made her laugh. “One of his friends eh? Does daddy get a lot of friends then?” She asked Peter as she took her clothes from him, not moving from under the sheet until the two of them had left the room, a frisson in her chest as he winked at her though. Throwing her clothes on as soon as she was alone the brunette padded down the hallway in a still tired manner, trying to taime her hair to be a little less crazy than it was normally first thing in the morning. Had it been any other ‘adult sleepover’ she’d have made sure to wake up first to check herself in the bathroom mirror before the guy woke up, but Ryder had somewhat scuppered that plan.

“Coffee, without a doubt coffee in the largest mug you’ve got, thanks.” Esmay answered with a half laugh, glancing down to see a toddler standing in front of her not half a second later. He was holding out a toy not unlike the one Tony had brought her back from Target she couldn’t help but notice, ironically. Taking it in her hand she crouched down in front of him, looking at him questioningly. “Do I get to name it myself or does he already have a super cool name I need to know about?” She asked, trying to work out how to talk to a literal child.

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Antonio was pleased over the fact that he had not only managed to get time off from work, but also persuaded his ex into letting him keep his son for an extra day as a result. He tried to make it sound as if her and her new boyfriend could benefit from it, while in reality, he was the one benefiting from it all. “Alright, be careful now, okay?” He shouted after the boy that ran as fast as he could on his tiny legs in the direction of the sandbox with his little bucket and shovel in hand. Antonio could not help but grin with pride, watching his little boy climb up into the box and immediately attempting at filling the bucket with sand, even though most of it kind of landed on the side of it. “Kids ey.. I like to think he hasn’t gotten his coordination from me, that much is for sure.” He said out loud to nobody in particular.

Esmay hated her job, she hated the five year old kid she looked after, so any opportunity to bring her out somewhere that thrust her into the presence of someone else for a while to dilute her effect on Esmay was a bonus. Today it was the turn of the playground to entertain the girl while her nanny sat on a bench scrolling through her instagram in her own little world. Why did some people decide to post the pictures they did? It truly baffled her, especially when they were just…obviously ugly. Hearing a man’s voice from her left she looked up, glancing over at him. “Huh? Did you say something?” Her tone only half interested as she glanced across to her charge to make sure she was still in the sandbox, luckily she was.

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“Ah, bloody heck! Cheese and rice, I’m so, so sorry! Look at you, orange juice all over you! I’m so, so sorry, let me get you another one! It’s just I was so caught up on my phone, looking at these antique flower pots on Etsy, you know? They’re so beautiful and ornate and - shiitake mushrooms, I’m rambling, aren’t I? Forgive me, again, I haven’t had my morning tea if you can believe it. I’ll buy you anything you want, truly, it’s on me. Name it, and I’ll buy it.” The British social worker exclaimed, a bit too fast to keep up with if you weren’t paying attention. Her Birmingham accent stuck out like a sore thumb, she was sure of it, but since Cole had lived here since she was fifteen, she was very much immune to the comments. 

“Oh my god Cole shut the fuck up!! Bloody hell you’re going to give me a migraine!” Esmay shrieked as the other talked at a million miles a minute, holding her hands up in front of her in an attempt to get her to stop talking. Being from England she knew the Birmingham accent, and she was not altogether the biggest fan of it, but for the sake of her friend she put up with it. Sometimes. Today she was hungover to filth, hence only getting out of bed about an hour ago, luckily wearing leggings and a hoodie instead of something she would usually be in that was designer. Cole had a lucky break spilling juice on her today. “I came here for coffee, not a bath, you know you don’t get the vitamin C unless you fucking drink the juice. Throwing it over someone else doesn’t do the same thing.”

He loved the way her laugh sounded and Esmay was fun to be around. She made him forget about his problems sometimes and it felt good to be with someone who didn’t care that he was a fuck up. Most people looked at him like a disaster area or a charity case but Esmay was just fun and it was easy. Maybe he needed something easy in his life that didn’t require too much on his part. “Well if you insult my toddler I’m pretty sure that makes you an asshole.” He laughed and shook his head at her. She was confident and he liked that about her but his child would always come first. Everyone knew that about him, even if they thought he was a loser they still knew he was a dedicated father. He slowly fell asleep as he ran a hand up and down her spine.

- time skip -

A small finger poked Peter in the chest and he peeled one eye open to see Ryder sitting in between he and Esmay in his bed. “Daddy is this mommy?” He asked, climbing into Peter’s lap and staring at the brunette with his head cocked to the side just as she started to stir. “Uh…”

With his eyes fixated on her, he was not sure what to say when it came to his mind.  Most people never asked, he just knew his brain functioned differently from other people.  When she poked him, he was chuckled as his eyes lifted up to meet hers.  “Why not?”  He questioned, not at all catching her drift.  At least not until her lips captured his own and the two roared together in between kissing.  “Uh,” he paused for a moment as he thought about his time at the store and going down the aisles and when he saw something shiny and wanted to check it out.  “Um, are there not any condoms in the bag?”  He asked, realizing he couldn’t completely recall his store trip.  At this moment he was starting to think he needed to lay off the weed so early in the day.  “If I forgot the condoms, I guess we could just stick to anal?”  Tony said trying to be optimistic that he would at least get to stick it somewhere.

Esmay knew he’d entirely missed her point but let it slide as she did many other things when she was with Tony, he was after all built differently from pretty much everyone else in her life, but that was one of the things she liked so much about him. Pressing her lips against his deliberately to try and tell him what she was implying, she grinned, pulling away only when he questioned the condoms being in the bag. “Uh, nope, none in the bag. You forgot them? Oh my god Tony of all the things you could have fucking forgotten it’s the main reason you went there in the first place, what the hell am I going to do with you?” The brunette rolled her eyes at him as she let her body flop back down onto the bed, bouncing a little against the mattress as she gazed up at him considering the option. They could just do that, it was certainly an option, because Esmay didn’t feel like not having sex for the rest of the day but nor did she want to send him out all over again when that could just result in him forgetting again. “Could do!” Crooking her finger she beckoned him to come and join her laying down, no longer worried about putting on a movie. “If you want to, daddy. I’m yours to do what you want with.”

“Well, definitely more trouble as a teenager. By the time I moved back home three years ago I had to chill out a lot. You know, dad shit took priority.” She of course, did not know, as she wasn’t a parent herself but Peter had a hard time explaining what it all meant to him anyway. Ryder was the only thing that kept him sane most days. He had never really felt like a part of his own family so having a son of his own let him create one for himself. He didn’t need Ryder’s mother to feel complete, his whole world was encapsulated in a two and a half year old little package. “Well obviously you’re more hot.” He teased again, tickling her sides enough to make her laugh and forget what he’d said. Peter would never suggest Esmay was anything less than a goddess. “I promise you will think he’s cool. Especially if you don’t like kids that much.” Little Ryder was anything but average and Peter would be the first to admit if his kid was a fucking square. Her touch on his skin was soft but it sent a jolt of electricity though his body and made him turn his eyes on the woman slowly. “Better be on your best behavior then, if Little Man doesn’t like you then you’re out.” He smiled.

“Dad shit took priority, god you’re so parental when you talk like that, hilarious.” Hearing it referred to as parental shit was so….un parent like it made her brunette chuckle to herself, Peter was certainly a law unto himself, maybe that was one of the thing that attracted her to him so strongly. He wasn’t just your cookie cutter guy off the street. Even if the whole having a kid thing was a bit of a fly in the ointment. “Well obviously.” It worked, she she was laughing against his chest as she writhed around under his fingers, stupidly ticklish, not that she advertised that because it could absolutely be used against her. She didn’t like kids that much, but to be fair her only real experience with them was the brat she nannied for and she was a stuck up punk that needed to be taken down a peg or two. If only that was in her job description! “I’ll keep you posted on how cool I think he is, you know I don’t mince my words, even if he is your spawn.” There was no malice in the way she spoke though, after all Ryder was Peter’s son, she wasn’t as heartless as she’d like to have people think. Insulting a toddler before she’d even clapped eyes on him seemed a step too far. “Ooh shit, I’ll make sure the little dude thinks I’m the coolest ever then, although how could he not? We both know I’m amazing.” Esmay murmured as she pressed a couple of kisses to his jaw slowly, smirking to herself.

For Tony, going to any store was an adventure all in itself.  The man always got distracted by the different items of each aisle and of course, he was a talker and had to strike up conversation with those in his path.  This time though, he knew he had someone waiting for him and he was eager to get back to her.  So when he arrived back at Esmay’s apartment a couple hours later that had to be a record for him.

“You’re right, yum.”  Tony’s eyes drifted along her nude body completely mesmerized by the woman.  Tony nodded all proud of himself that he went off the list and even managed to get her a coffee to make her happy.  Damn, he really was great at this boyfriend stuff in his mind.  The laughter about the dinosaur had to be a good one, Tony assumed as he looked at her with the brightest of smiles.  “My brain?  It is kind of a mess up there.”  While she made roaring noises, he pulled out his T-Rex and did the same before her movement causing her breasts to move which got him to stop and stare once more.  Nodding excitedly, he didn’t just get on the bed like an adult.  Instead, he jumped on it next to her and started kicking off his shoes and wanting to remove all clothing possible.  “Oh, we should watch Jurassic Park!”  Now that dinosaurs were on his mind, he wanted to watch his favorite film.  Several minutes happened as he got his pants off and shirt leaving him in just his boxers.  “And sex that is good too.”

With the straw to her drink in her mouth the girl twirled her tongue around it deliberately, keeping eye contact with Tony, a smirk on both her face as well as in her eyes. God the was fun, something about being with the man made her feel like she could really play up, indulge her more childish naughty side. Nothing about being a ‘grown up’ when Tony was around, it was a relief. “I bet it fucking is, I know mine is messy as holy hell, yours must be a barren landscape.” Sitting up she poked his chest as he stared at her boobs, making a motion for his eyes to meet her own, not actually bothered by him staring though. Duh. That’s why she’d done it. “Jurassic Park? Sure, we can put that on if you want, but you’re not going to get to see much of it.” Putting her drink on the side table she rolled over with her dinosaur still in her hand, pretending to make it attack his with roaring noise before leaning in to kiss him while making the same noises herself. As if she was attacking him at the same time. “Yeah, sex is good too. Did you buy the condoms?” If he had forgotten them she was going to lose all the faith she newly had in his shopping abilities that was for sure.

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Ximena was shopping for something new to wear for Drew for a date night they were having on Friday and since she was hoping that night would be the night she knew she had to find something extra irresistible. She grabbed a few items, went and tried them on only to come out a few minutes later realizing none of it was what she wanted. She held the hangers and walked towards the area to put her clothes on the take back rack. Her head turned to see a woman looking at herself in the mirror. “I think that looks beautiful on you.”

Esmay could stop herself shopping even when she absolutely did not need anymore clothes. If she had money then it burnt a hole in her pocket something terrible, hence why she’d come straight from work to the store, it being payday today. No doubt she’d blow through her whole balance before running to her sister for help with food or rent money. Checking herself out in the mirror she broke out into a grin at the compliment, glancing over at the other. “You think? I was wondering if I should try it in a smaller size, just to really hug everything. Have you tried it on? I bet it would look amazing on you too, you have the cutest little figure.” Looking at the clothes in the other’s hand she frowned. “Oh god, is that what you tried? None of those would work on you, the colours are all wrong!” Esmay was always poking her nose into other people’s business.