Did you fall for a shooting star?

She may be able to hide the way her face contorted into that guilt, but Ciaran could hear it in her voice none the less. It was always obvious to him when something changed so suddenly. Dropping the blue berries into the batter he laid out on the grill, he turned to her to see the way that she so suddenly wasn’t looking at him. “Dylan.. Please don’t do that.”

“Do what?” She practically spat, meeting his eyes with a glare, reverting right back to old habits when confronted with something that made her uncomfortable. She never did say she was better. Just a work in progress. Like she might always be. “Sorry,” she said, dropping her head to look away with a sigh. “I know. It’s just pancakes, I shouldn’t get upset about something so small.” 

|| ariel & skelly

Serena laughed, “Well I needed a shower, so you can listen to me showering unless of course you decide to just drive over and join me.” Teasing him was too easy and they both know it. “Now I wouldn’t want to kill you,” she smirked, “Who would I be giving head to?” she really was pushing his buttons. Serena smirked even more and her body shivered hearing him say that. “Just get my damn whipped cream so I can make sundaes, I deserve one after a long day today.”

Ev groaned. Again. It seemed like those were in plentiful supply with Serena these days. “Serena,” he growled, reaching down to adjust himself in his pants as he stood from the couch, taking the steps to leave to get over to the dark-haired vixen as fast as possible. “Better only be givin’ head to me,” he mumbled, slipping into his shoes. Everett was positive that Serena did this not only because she knew what it did to him but because she enjoyed what came of it once she’d wound him up enough. “Ya, ya. Whipped cream. Sure. But that’s not all you’re gonna get,” he said with a grin and not waiting for a reply as he raced through a ‘see you in a few’ and hung up, not wanting to give her time to answer. He was on her doorstep with sundae ingredients in no time.

Hudson threw back his head in forced frustration against the cushions of the couch as Ondine began to dance away. Lucky for him, he looked up in time to see the vision of the little blonde that was swaying down the hallway, teasing him like she loved to do. That long bare leg tempted him right up onto his feet with a heated huff of breath. He made his way down the hallway after her, pausing in the doorway just to look at her, making sure she was paying attention as he made a show of stripping his shirt off and stalking toward her. “Playin’ with fire, darlin’.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “I’m just joking, baby. You could be 300 pounds and I still would love you the same.” she grinned. “And not this girl! I need to be on my A game. I see the way girls look at you when we’re out. I need to show them that you already have the best.” She knew Austin would never be tempted by another girl, but she worried more about the other girls. Girls were vicious, and being in a sorority showed her that sometimes you had to fight fire with fire, and a be a little vicious. “Oh, pretty good? That’s certainly not what you were saying the other night.” she winked.

“Liar,” Austin teased, leaning in toward her, nearly bumping his nose against her own. “You’d never be able to pull the things you did the other night with a 300 pound me.” He threw her a playful wink, bending down and wrapping his arms around her ribs and lifting her up and placing her like a damn princess onto the countertop. “I think those girls look at you more than they do me. Wishing they could be as gorgeous as you. Be as happy as you always look. Have flawless clothing and makeup skills,” he practically choked over the last part, knowing he was trying to convince her he knew what he was talking about, but laughing at the words that were so out of place coming from a guy like him. 

Lindsey quickly moved her body so she was now straddling Everett. Having to be away from him for nearly two weeks was pure torture. Especially when she had to be in Paris, a city that was all about love and sex and intimacy. She craned her neck, more soft moans leaving her lips. She kissed him back roughly, grinding her hips into his. “Yes, lucky you.” she cooed, smirking. She pushed her jacket off of her shoulders before wrapping them around his neck again. “Also lucky me for finding a guy to deal with all of me.” she muttered, letting out a breathy giggle.

Everett had gotten used to the distance that was often between he and Lindsey. Her job required her to be away a lot more than he liked, but she was living her dream. He’d screwed up his own dream and had to rearrange to work toward finding a new one, he wasn’t about to get in the way of someone else’s because he was getting attached to her. Ev grinned, wrapping his hands around her thighs, fingers climbing up her smooth legs beneath her skirt. “Yep. Definitely getting lucky today,” he joked, twisting her words as he released her lips only to dip his lips down her neck and over the swell of her breasts, deciding then and there that he needed much less material between him and his gorgeous brunette, quickly stripping her of her shirt. “Luckiest fuck around, Ev groaned, bucking his hips up into her own.