soultiies

" i just can't fucking do this right now , okay ? can we like rain check or something . "

"what do you mean you can't do this right now? this isn't something we can just rain check, it's dinner with my parents."

kaia   rolled   her   eyes   as   she   turned   on   her   heels,   weaving   through   the   crowded   house   until   they   were   away   from   the   swarm   of   sweaty   bodies.   her   arms   crossed   tightly   over   her   chest   as   she   watched   him   approach,   his   smug   expression   only   further   irritating   her.   ❝   do   you   always   have   to   be   such   an   asshole   ?   ❞   she   scoffed.   mad?   she   was   furious.   she   hated   how   easily   he   got   under   her   skin,   yet   here   she   was   anyway.   ❝   is   this   your   new   thing   now   ?   collecting   girls   ?   ❞ 

the thing was tyson didn't have to follow her and yet here he was following behind kaia like a little puppy. not that she would really think that because he was right, she was mad. actually she was beyond mad. "i'm the asshole? for what exactly? for being a very single guy at a party?" he asked, a laugh threatening to burst from him but he knew that would not end well. "first of all, have you considered I really like...." his brain searched for the girls name. "kendall. second of all, even if I made out with every girl at this party, why does it matter to you."

Winnie turned back toward the bar, letting the moment behind her settle into background noise as she refocused on the list of alcohol choices displayed in front of her. Her eyes moved slowly across the options, taking in each name with a calm, almost indifferent precision, before her finger lifted and pointed decisively at the one that caught her attention. “I’ll take apple spritz,” she said, her voice steady as she glanced up at him briefly, just long enough for acknowledgment. When he mentioned playing wingman, the blonde scoffed immediately, the sound sharp and dismissive as she tilted her head slightly. “No thank you. Your choice of someone would be terrible in comparison to you so I come running back.” Her words carried a teasing edge, but also a blunt honesty that made her stance clear.

Once she had her drink picked out, Jamie ordered it and stuck to his promise to at least somewhat makeup for the fact he was 'cockblocking' her night out. A laugh left his lips at her words, she was a little too good at the game he played and that was clear. "You know me too well." He told her, a smile on his lips. "Kind of dangerous how well you know me. Alright, wing manning is off the table." he pointed between the two of them. "Us making out is off the table. You are a tough girl to please, Winn."

"i'm being overdramatic right now ... ?" she questioned back, responding with a roll of her eyes. "it's what you wanted, isn't it ? figured i'd just save you the trouble of having to ask me yourself and save me the multiple trips of having to come back and forth for my stuff."

hudson pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming in already from this conversation that had just started. "when have I ever said this is what I wanted." he asked as he looked at her, raising his eyebrows. "this is exactly what I mean by being overdramatic. you're literally pulling shit from thin air."

SHE HAS TO BITE BACK HER WHINE. still, despite refraining from expressing her disappointment audibly, it's written plainly across her face. wide puppy dog eyes wordlessly hopeful. "fine." forced to look at mila, the word is drawn out of her reluctantly and childishly, matching pout plumping her mouth. she'll ask again, once they'd both cum a few times. mila would have to be more receptive then, auna was certain of it. "let's not waste any more time then" auna responds, stretching up to draw mila back into a kiss, one hand sneaking beneath the hem of the other woman's shirt to glide up her smooth stomach.

mila knew that even though she heard the words fine come from aunas lips that this wouldn't be the last conversation they had about this. if it weren't later tonight then it would definitely be another day but right now mila was a little caught up in the motions to really focus on the fact that this was going to circle back soon. "yes, let's not waste time." she pointed out right back before pressing her lips back onto aunas, her own hands taking her shirt off that aunas hands were already exploring underneath. "and let's get these clothes off you as soon as possible." she mumbled against the others lips as her hands went down to the other woman's shirt.

it's almost second nature the way her hands follow after his , fingers smoothing down any stray blonde strands . " it might help a little . " in the moment it's certainly helping with ignoring the vibrating phone tucked away in her back pocket . she can guess what the fifty - eight texts her friend has authored look like but right now , she can't find too much importance outside of this little bubble . she knows the guilt will eat away at her when it pops but it can be dealt with later . " is it bad to say i'm happy that you did ? i like knowing everyone knows that there's someone . "

tyson wasn't this over romantic person, that was obvious by his dating history and he hated being cheesy even just thinking it but there was something about leila. the way everything was just natural with her. "not bad, actually im weirdly turned on by that." he laughed as he leaned down towards her ear, still careful enough with his body language where to anyone else it would look like the room was just too loud and he wanted her to hear him and not the fact that he just wanted to be closer to her. "bathroom in about five minutes. just a few kisses to calm you down before you go back to your girls night." and before she could try to talk him or herself out of it, he walked off to the bathroom.

Georgia rolled her eyes as she impatiently shifted from one foot to another. "Not everything's about you, Ty." She glanced from the girl he was dancing with back up to the taller blonde. "Where's Drew? He's supposed to be here right? He invited me." Arms crossed in front of her chest as she glanced around the living room with a deep sigh. Georgia didn't know that Drew, the guy she was seeing, was also seeing a bunch of other girls. "I'm bored, I wanna dance. And I didn't come here to look at other people get drunk." Georgia pouted and looked over to Tyson. "Can't you text him?"

A scoff left his lips as if he couldn't believe what Georgia was even asking of him right now. "You're joking right now, right?" He asked as he looked around the room. "You interrupt my night so I can text Drew for you?" He could very easily text Drew just like he could easily tell Georgia he was pretty positive he had seen Drew go off with some other girl but Tyson wasn't going to do that. Not out of loyalty for his friend but because he wasn't going to hurt Georgia. "You're at a party, have fun. You don't need Drew for that." The blonde let out a deep sigh as he grabbed a hold of her hand. "You want to dance, let's go dance"

Winnie glanced around the bar carefully, eyes flicking over faces as if checking whether anyone there might recognize him before she finally relaxed again. She leaned back with a dramatic sigh, though the amused curl of her lips ruined any attempt at seriousness. “I was planning to meet someone while I was here,” she admitted without hesitation, never one for playing coy. “I wanted to let somebody buy me a drink and see where it went, but apparently life just loves cock-blocking me.” Her gaze lifted to him then, sharp and teasing, smile dripping with sass. “Because your ass always has to be lingering around.”

There was a small pang of disappointment at her words even though there was no reason for there to be. He obviously had come out here for the same reason. If he didn't bring someone here he was usually leaving with someone he met. So why did it bother him if she did the exact same thing as him. "Well, how about I buy you a drink as an apology for....lingering." He told her as he waved the bartender over to where they were standing. "Order whatever you want and then if you want I can even play wingman for you." Except he knew if anything he would sabotage anyone who even tried to talk to her.

“well, you looked lonely. pitiful, even.” ira shrugs it off like it’s nothing. like sitting down, like being here with them isn’t loaded with more than he wants to admit. like they can just… exist in the same space now. like this is normal. like his chest doesn’t tighten the second their eyes meet. like their words don’t still get under his skin. “considering you’re in a relationship too…” he adds, tone a little more measured now, gaze flicking away for a second before settling somewhere safer. “i don’t think that’s a great idea. feels like it’d just cause more trouble than it’s worth.” he leaves it there. doesn’t say the part where he wouldn’t actually say no. where he knows, without a doubt, he’d fold the second they asked. because they still have that effect on him. still make him feel weak. stupid. like he hasn’t learned a damn thing.

"pitiful? ouch." jamie chuckled but if anything he was still surprised that ira was even giving him the time of day right now considering everything that had happened between them. "it's not that serious of a relationship for starters." he couldn't help but roll his eyes at that, if anyone should know how unserious jamies relationships usually were, it would be ira, yet here he was explaining just that. "here I thought I was worth a little trouble here and there." a quick shrug as he brought his beer bottle up to his lips. "so why exactly did you come over aside from me looking all lonely? if I'm not worth all this trouble, you know."

"Oh actually I think it was since the cast was announced maybe even before that," Sonny smirks curious to see how flustered he could make her while shooting the scene. Even with all the crew members moving around them his gaze remained focused on Sophie. "I can try but it's hard. You're so fun to flirt with." He grinned giving her a wink noticing the color in her cheeks as they prepared to do another take. Right away he could tell she was going beyond what the script called for in this kiss and Sonny didn't hesitate to return the passion. His hands effortlessly found her hips curling his big hands around her middle as he pulled her in close, hand settling on her lower back. When he pulled back he gently reached to tilt her chin up slightly pecking her lips as their eyes met. Then hearing the director cut again he was surprised to hear they were moving on already. "Guess they liked your passion Soph, love someone can improvise in the moment. Maybe we should do some more together in my trailer if you're interested?"

Her heartbeat definitely fluttered at that and she almost hated how easy it was for him to get this reaction out of her. Sophie knew she had to have a little more caution because she had always heard the warnings of getting involved with a co-star and how messy these things can get. But something about Sonny made her want to throw this caution to the wind. But he was dangerous in the way that he knew he could get this reaction out of her, he knew exactly what he was doing. After their kiss wrapped up, it took her a few seconds to remind herself how to breathe. "For rehearsals sake, right?" She asked because maybe she could even convince herself this was okay if it was for work purposes. "Because maybe there are some things we can work on, you know just to make sure the chemistry is actually there for this project."

This was something that Wells wouldn't normally do when he was in a club. Yet something about being in a foreign country for non-hockey purposes made him feel free to act out. A smirk crossed his face as his fingers gently brushed against the fabric of her panties. "Holy shit," he breathed feeling how wet she was already. Of course his dick responded already pressing against the zipper of his pants. With his free hand he reached for the back of her head pulling her in closer kissing her hard on the mouth as his fingers rubbed against her panties eager to see just how undone he could make her feel right now. "You think you can be a good girl and ride me. Right here, right now." He breathed against her mouth lightly biting at her bottom lip. "Cause I'm so fucking hard for you right now. I wanna feel myself inside you," he whispered before letting out a whine pushing himself up against her as he moved his hand away.

Mila was sure that there would be consequences to this tomorrow but Wells had gotten into her head about this and how it didn't matter. That was going to be a tomorrow problem, right now she was not going to put even an inch of space between her and him. She couldn't help but moan against his lips, between his fingers and the roughness of his kiss, Mila was already melting into him. "I can definitely do that for you." Her own hand slid into between them, her fingers tracing him through his pants to really feel how hard he was. "I need you inside me right now, real bad."

Winnie tilted her head up to look at him, the warmth of his hand against hers making her pause for a moment longer than she intended. She stood still, eyes fixed on his as a slow, knowing smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “My mouth does great things. I’m glad that you knew that,” she murmured confidently, her tone teasing without losing its edge. Her gaze drifted briefly past his shoulder, scanning the crowded room and flashing lights around them, before settling back onto his face again with renewed focus. “So,” she asked softly, curiosity slipping into her voice, “who are you here with tonight?”

Jamie noticed the pause and he knew he had at least succeeded in stopping her for a few extra seconds. Even though things hadn't worked out with them before and it was very much on him for that, there was something about Winnie that attracted him to her like a magnet. Her confidence was definitely a good chunk of the reason. Jamie looked around him and then back at her, giving her a shrug "I'm not here with anyone." He considered making a joke about her being worried but held it back. "You know, every once in a while I like to just come out on my own and enjoy a drink." At this he raised a brow at her. "Are you meeting someone here?"

" okay , don't bring up last night when i'm freaking out here . " and maybe leila is too weak - willed but the small shift in his volume is enough to get her softening , " why'd you post it anyway ? she's been talking my ear off about it being a soft - launch . i've been talking her down the ledge of a very long , very confrontationally toned text . "

"okaaay.." he dragged out the word as he his eyebrows furrowed at the complication of this all. the blonde ran his fingers through his hair "so would it help if we snuck off to the bathroom and made out, that might help this whole freak out." he pointed out as he looked around the room before turning back to leila. "well she's right, it was a soft-launch and I think it's pretty obvious why I did it."

Winnie didn't know how to hold herself back. When irritation rose, she struggled to bite her tongue. "You are the bad guy. That's the truth. It's not an observation." The blonde lifted her champagne glass and took a gentle sip. She noticed the smile on his face and forced herself to look away. She knew he had every reason to be cocky, but refused to admit it, so she deflected. "You have no reason to be cocky," she said, giving him a gentle tap on his face affectionately. "Now, if you'll excuse me."

"To each their own." He couldn't do anything but shrug at this, Jamie knew this was something he wasn't going to change her mind over and honestly he knew better than to try to. "Leaving me so soon?" his hand gently caught hers, anything to get her to stop from leaving this general area. "I guess have a good night, Winn. Feel free to come back over if you're looking for a good makeout session." The dark haired male leaned forward just slightly towards her. "I'll be the first to admit I miss your lips."