𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕥

Casey was way past pissed off now. She’d made complete fools out of the two of them. Hell, people already made jokes about how they were always arguing when they were together, and now they’d be able to make them about how they argue even when they aren’t together. He stopped in his tracks and whipped around when she grabbed him. “Of course I care, but I know how to keep my mouth shut when something’s over.” He shouted at her. “Everybody’s always saying that i act like a fucking child, but at least I don’t pull shit like you do and turn it around the make somebody else look bad!”

the last time a carnival had set up shop in their town eli had barely paid attention to it, he was busy doing other things. bringing her here in a way had been a complete guess on his part, for all he knew she could have hated cotton candy and kids. he had just gotten lucky which was ironic. admittedly, the lead up to bringing her here was something he didn’t like. the nervousness and panic he felt as he drove the two of them and parked. but maybe he could get used to it. or maybe if they went on enough dates it would fade away? it was anyone’s guess. “i tend to come up with one good idea every month so you just got me at a good time”, he remarked with a grin. “and plus, the last thing we need is to see that cotton candy for a second time looking not as appetising or edible. so you gotta let me know which ones your sugar filled body can handle and what ones to avoid.” it would definitely ruin any chances of this being a great date if he ended up holding her hair back as she got sick in a bush behind the rides. he’d leave that thing to the younger teenagers skulking around. “wow…honestly, your parents probably hated going with you so damn much if you cried the whole place down after giving them heart attacks”, the male teased before chuckling. his parents were always a tricky topic to talk about, definitely not something he brought up when in the company of a girl. granted, he had never really taken one on a date before so this whole thing was entirely new to him. “no, i mean i’ve been to the carnival a couple of times when i was younger but my parents got divorced when i was a kid so we didn’t really do many family things together…”, he admitted with a shrug. part of him was envious that eleanor had such nice memories with her parents, but the other half of him knew how stupid that was. his childhood had been decent, he had a home and a warm bed and a good education so he was doing pretty well, but it hadn’t been overly happy. not when his family were involved. “so no, this isn’t my first time–i don’t think i’d take the jump on a first date, wouldn’t want to embarrass myself in front of you”, he added with a grin, nudging her side playfully. 

only moments before had she been lamenting over how difficult it was to live her life as career criminal with a cunt, but bonnie’s manic mind somehow registers lucy’s empathetic words as a personal attack. perhaps she’s just allergic to pity, or maybe her wildly swinging mood was simply yet another meticulously crafted layer to her intimidation technique, but the blonde reacts so abruptly, slamming her fist down so hard on the plastic of the diner table that the plates rattle and the milkshake froths in her tall glass. and for a split second all eyes dart to them, and seem to collectively agree that the loud bang couldn’t possibly come from the seemingly docile women, returning to their plates just in time for bonnie to raise a finger and point an accusation at her lunchtime companion. “ so is that it? you don’t think you need to take me seriously just because i’m a lady? ” the hand that snaked out to clasp over the other’s wrist with a vice-like grip begged to differ, her voice low and surprisingly reassuring when she leans in to confide, “ oh, just look at you, you little angel. you look so scared, it’s so sweet. listen, baby, of course there’s something you can do for me. i’m not all about money, you know. there’s always another way a debt can be paid. ” somewhere deep in the depraved depths of her gaze is something dangerous and enticing, practically daring the girl caught in her headlights to take her up on the hail mary she’s willing to offer. “ why don’t you accompany me to my car, and we’ll see if we can’t work ourselves out a little deal of some kind that doesn’t involve the gun in my lap. ”

angelo didn’t feel sore, in fact he barely recalled that they’d just fallen to the ground as soon as she was kissing him. how could anything else be worth his attention when her mouth was on his? it had only happened once before and back then it hadn’t really meant anything, when they were kids. his eyebrows shot up when she said she didn’t hate it, though he had a feeling they felt similarly about it. even if she had pulled away, they couldn’t deny how that had felt. he wasn’t even worried about possible dizziness sitting up, but there was nothing to worry about anyway because as they moved up together, her now straddling his lap, he was completely distracted by her. “you could at least say please, luce, jeez.” he spoke quietly, making a jump joke before his lips crashed against hers again. his arms wrapping around her waist and embracing every bit of the new territory they were entering. 

luma watched intently as she put the dress back where it was, taking note of how delicately she treated it, wanting to make sure she was giving it the care it deserved. that gaze didn’t waver as eleanor got down on her knees. in fact, it just made a smirk form on her features as she watched her. her apology left a little to be desired, but she wasn’t as cruel and demanding as she liked to make herself appear. “it was stupid and reckless and i definitely do deserve an assistant who doesn’t try things on without permission. though, of course i hope you don’t think that was an adequate apology all on its own.” she said, lifting her hand to motion for her to come closer. “get under my desk and apologise properly and maybe i won’t consider firing you.” 

“really? hm…i mean, i would hate for this night to turn into a blood bath so i’m guessing that i should just let you stuff a whole thing of cotton candy into your mouth and be done with it then.” honestly, the last time he was at a carnival was when he was a kid. coming back here now on a date with eleanor as an adult was a very strange experience. part of him didn’t know why he had even brought her here, but she seemed to be having a great time and so was he. handing over the change to pay for the candy eli watched with interest as she took a bit and chomped down on it. hey, it was a date and if she wanted cotton candy then he was going to buy it for her. “you sure? now that your sticky paws are all over it i might need to second guess that”, he teased as he reached out to gently tug a small piece out of the cloud. “i still think we should wait a little before going on any rides just incase you decide to spew this whole thing up again”, he advised as they began walking away from the cart, popping the candy into his mouth and feeling it instantly dissolve leaving only the strong taste of hot sugar behind. it was good, but she was more than likely going to be running around like all the kids when she was finished it. not exactly a romantic date but then again elijah was still surprised in himself that he had wanted to bring her on one. it had never gotten to this stage with a girl before. “so i’m guessing you like carnivals then?” raising his eyebrows he looked down to her, falling in to step beside her as he avoided crashing into children and sullen teenagers loitering around the rides. he had to say that the atmosphere around was amazing, while he arrived a little annoyed at the noise and the children now they seemed to just fade into the background as he focused on her and getting to know her a little better. 

it was with pride that elijah said he was anything but determined in all aspects of his life and in this instance he was more than ready to put in the hard work that would get him a date with her in exchange for…well for a good time. after he gave in and asked her on a date he knew what he wanted and when it didn’t happen he also knew that she wasn’t messing around. she was serious about the no sex on the first date thing. “good because being honest this place kind of isn’t where i usually spend my free time so the cotton candy was a guess based on all the kids zipping by chomping on it.” why he decided to even do anything other than invite her around to his place was beyond him, but he knew that there was little to no point because she wouldn’t give in. so why waste the night? she would just get pissed and sure he loved sex and all but he wasn’t gonna push it. that and he was beginning to actually like her company. “oh you’ll let me pay? wow you’re such a kind girl you know that? such a great quality, you should show that off more”, he remarked with a chuckle, shaking his head as she tugged him along. the last place he thought she would enjoy was somewhere like this, crowded and full of screaming children and bright lights. but she really seemed to like it, which against his better judgement made him enjoy it too. “so you’re not gonna turn out like one of those annoying kids who get a sugar high from this, are you? ‘cause if you are i’m just going to have to take it for myself and only give you a little at a time.” smirking as he reached for his wallet eli moved further up until he was behind the current person giving their money over. the smell was pretty mouth watering, but she was right, cotton candy was a traditional carnival snack. 

the hand poised perfectly against the delicate slope of alexis’ skull clenches tighter as the sight of her dripping pussy is offered up as tribute to cassandra’s hungry gaze, and the blonde feels certain that her heart must have stopped for a moment as a huff of breath exhales out of her parted lips, overwhelmed by the delectable image of the cheer queen on her knees, her skillful tongue on her pussy, her submissive gaze meeting her own as they share an unspoken understanding. her touch turns as gentle as she can manage, thumb brushing over the high peaks of her cheekbones, sensitive to the flush under her perfect skin. “ that’s it, baby. ” reassuring and almost motherly, she gently guides alexis’ plump lips to the ache that burns between her legs, her free hand spreading out her pussy so she can smother the girl in the wet heat that she, and she alone, had caused. even when in the company of girls she considered almost her equal, cassandra had always had a problem with her wandering mind. it was like nothing was good enough, nothing quite satisfied, and she always found her thoughts returning to the rival that had caught her eye from across the field all those years ago when they first met. maybe it was because she considered alexis almost an equal, maybe it was because she had never really hated anyone quite as much the redhead who had been sharing her spotlight for so long. but when she looked down at the other she saw her own desperate ache reflected back in those big, beautiful eyes, and her whole body felt alive with potential. darkness and depravity swum under her carefully constructed regal persona, her cravings drowning her with every day they went ignored, but alexis had skin that sung for a beating, a mind that could handle cassandra’s hands shifting through it and rearranging it in her image. she was so perfect that adoration flashed over cassandra’s features for a moment as she watched her, and the emotion was so alien that her spiteful hands dug into alexis’ flesh and tore over her skin as she ground her pussy ever harder on her mouth, lest she get any funny ideas about who was really in charge. 

she could see her own arousal dripping off the girl’s chin, and the sight only made her wetter. “ can you taste what the sight of you like this is doing to my pussy, baby? ” cass sighs, hot and heavy, loosening her grip just to see how well alexis’ tongue could do all by itself. no matter how fast the girl could make her heart beat just from the sight of her in a short skirt and thigh highs, she wouldn’t have proven herself a slut worth keeping until cassandra found sweet release all over her pretty face. sharp teeth sunk hard into her tender lip, and she gave into the bliss of watching the redhead work her tongue against her and squirm underneath her own hands, the sight of her sopping panties making her mouth water. “ mmm… oh sweetheart, look how drippy that slutty little pussy is getting. ” her tone is condescending, gleeful, but it doesn’t quite conceal just how hot the sight of it is making her. “ rub that needy little clit, show me how you touch yourself when you’re thinking of me, get your fingers soaked and then reach up and let me taste you. ”

she can almost sense a gentleness in cassandra, in the way her fingers brush through her hair, nails running along her scalp and it seems like she isn’t the only one. just as brief as the gentle touch has been the spiteful turn is fast, determined and empowered, cassandra is asserting her authority and for the first time alexis is allowing it to be asserted over her. she’s not sure how long they’ve played their previous game of insults but they had never ended like this. her attraction to cass isn’t new however, the blonde has always been beautiful, she’s always had an air of power around her that alexis can’t get enough of. she has always walked away from their encounters with the need to slip her fingers into her panties; this is better. there is still hate between them, alexis can feel it within her, and she can feel it channeled through cassandra’s iron grip of her hair. but there is more now, there is a need for an equal, a search that has not quite been quenched before looming in the near future.

open to: f | plot idea: based off this post 

If Eli had of known how much of an effort this was going to be he may have thought twice about asking her out. Maybe. After the first date and a failed attempt at her going home with him he was beginning to realise that this whole thing wasn’t going to go as smoothly as he planned. Truth was Eli liked sex, one night stands were great for that and he had definitely been an idiot thinking she wanted any of that with him. But still that hadn’t stopped him from asking her on two more dates, both of which ended with nothing more than a patronising shake of her head and wave as she walked to her front door. At this stage the whole idea of sleeping with her after a date was pushed to the back of his mind but still, he continued and planned their fourth date. “You can probably tell by now I’m not the best at planning out dates and stuff so—feel free to throw some ideas in there any time you feel the urge to, okay?” Looking around the carnival he had brought her to Eli inwardly cringed at the fact he had actually brought her here, was he fifteen? Hell he didn’t even know if she liked them or not. For all he knew she could have a fear of the ferris wheel. “You want some cotton candy or something? I mean it’s not a fancy dinner somewhere but—I’m sure it’s just as good”, he remarked with a grin as he walked beside her. 

“I’m just glad that he doesn’t have to grow up without me, and that you don’t have to grow old with some other man. Because sorry baby, but I so plan on being your silver fox you can’t stop me on that one.” He teased her as he smirked a little bit down at her. Ash knew he had a lot to learn or re-learn overt he coming days but one thing he didn’t do was back down from a challenge. “that was before I got you so close, I both want to take it slow and feel you again.” Ash was conflicted he wanted to jump back into how things were, he wanted to hear all the sounds he could make cindy make again. but he knew she still technically was with someone else and he didn’t want to put her in that position. 

“activism is a good thing to get into, but if you start boycotting meat we can’t ever talk again.” James teased her, he couldn’t associate himself that kind of girl no way. But yet here they were talking and joking around, he was surprised to find her so open. “I find sexy, or beautiful over done, there are a million other adjectives in our vocabulary.” He admitted as he then nodded his head. “Sorry but you’re already in my home, were in by bed don’t think I need to catcall you.”

“If I don’t get to tell you what to do then why the hell are you acting like you get to tell me what to do?” Casey scoffed at her in disbelief. “Alright. Fine. Do it.” Admittedly, he felt a pang of jealousy hit him when she started to kiss another guy, but he didn’t dare show it. “So does this mean you’ll leave me the fuck alone? Thank God.” He threw his hands up into the air dramatically. “You have fun with her, buddy.” He patted the guy on the back. “I hope you two are very happy together because I know I am.” He gave a fake smile before he flipped Alexis off and headed towards the beach house.

it was especially fun to be in a park while still a little drunk, angelo had definitely noticed that. it was easier to recall the way they had been when they were children, the dumb games they’d played like jumping off even when the swing went dangerously high or acting like they might finally get the swing to go all the way around. this was definitely different. their bodies were bigger and stronger and yet usually felt more fragile, but again the alcohol helped to break their fall. “yeah, maybe not.” he agreed, looking up at her and almost hitting his head back like a dumbass. that definitely would have given him a concussion. angelo didn’t really know at what point their laughing became kissing, but from the second it started he fell deep into it, his arms tightening around her, keeping her close until she pulled back, but not entirely. her question threw him off and he let out a breath, then shrugged. “i… don’t know.” he said, looking back down at her lips. “do you hate it or can i do it again?” he asked, his hand against her back moving down slightly, a cheeky smile forming on his lips. 

sleeping with your assistant wasn’t necessarily her best idea, but she liked having the girl around whenever she needed her an for whatever she needed her for. it wasn’t often that she did things that left luma unhappy with her behaviour but she could easily make some fun of it.  she watched her with an unbroken stare, secretly enjoying the way her cheeks went red. she was also glad to see she was in little else except for panties and heels. “yes. you can’t leave something as expensive as that on the floor to be ruined.” she raised her eyebrows. “hang it back up and then you can get down on your knees and apologise for being so reckless.” she said, settling down in her chair at her desk and crossing her legs. 

OPEN STARTER. wanted: f/nb. childhood friend, best friend, any connection. 

      “wait, wait, wait…” angelo got up off the swing, standing up in front of the swing set in his still slightly inebriated state. he shot her a charming, toothy grin and held his hands out. “jump off. i got you. promise.” it was probably a bad idea, but then again being in a park in the middle of the night after a party wasn’t the best idea in the first place. angelo wasn’t thinking about much else except how much fun they were having. “i promise.” he emphasised again, not realising he was standing a little too close, so when she did give in and jump off, she toppled them both over. he took the brunt of it, staring at her in surprise as he realised he was on the ground and she was on top of him. then he was laughing, they were both laughing. that was, until they were kissing. 

James’s brows rose as he looked over at elsa. “Okay so I have to add activist to your list of things that you are. But please do feel free to take on the fashion industry.” He told her as he couldn’t help but chuckle at the way she got fiery over pockets of all things. Although all of his pants generally had pockets. “So looks wise you are palatable. could always duck tape your mouth shut if it bothered me that much but I haven’t done so yet so I suppose there’s more than looks.” He countered her as he nodded his head. “Feel free to try.”