little venice bitch

Caesar wasn’t perturbed by her insults. He simply wasn’t the time who found himself getting angry often. He revelled in chaos and violence, but because that was what he enjoyed. Nobody had ever poked at it too deeply. He wasn’t full of rage or battling inner demons, or any shit cliche like that. It was simply what he wanted and there was nobody who could stop him once he had set his mind on something he wanted. Right now, that was beach slut. “Figures. Although it would be hilarious if he did try to fuck you,” he shrugged. “Like I said, though. I think you’d have given it up if he asked for it. I know you would if I did.” Arrogance laced his statement. There was no doubt in his mind that if he wanted to fuck her, he easily could. 

“Sucker?” His smirk was back in place, even as his hands refused to move from their place on her ass. His face was smeared with her blood, both from her slap and her kiss, but he made no move to change that. “Really cute that you felt the need to impress me, babe. Maybe you should try less hard next time. It might make you seem less desperate.” She leaned in to kiss him again, and he met her halfway, one hand coming up to the back of her neck to hold her in place. After a while, he pulled away, one eyebrow raising in question. “So. Your place or mine?” 

“So?” she shrugged back. “I like sex, and life is short. If I see someone I want to fuck or feel like might be worth while, I’ll do it. Call me easy, but at least I’m getting some. There isn’t any need to be uptight about it. The world would probably...nah, it wouldn’t be a better place. The world sucks no matter what, but it might be a happier place if people gave each other more orgasms.  I’m not sure you’d know anything about that, though. I get the feeling you can blow your own load just fine, but that’s as far as it goes. Kind of a shame.”

She bit down on her bottom lip with a grin. In any other scenario, this would probably be one of the most disgusting kisses she’d ever experienced. He somehow managed to make the injury worth while, though. Maybe deep down, she was one of those stupid Manson girls. Something about the blood on his face was a turn on, though, and she wasn’t about to question it just yet. She came to Florida for something exciting, and this had the potential to fit that bill. “I didn’t realize such inane things impressed you. You must be easier than me,” she grinned. She wasn’t sure how long it took for them to pull back from the kiss. She wasn’t deaf to the hollers and calls behind them, and it would’ve egged her on even more if he wasn’t the first to separate from her. “What?” she snickered. “Did you really think I was going to fuck you? Wow. With that big of an ego, you must be compensating for something,” she shook her head, although the way she yanked his shirt to pull him back towards her lips showed she was teasing. If he was willing to prove himself, why would she deny herself the opportunity? “Mine. I don’t want to step over the used tissues and disgusting dirty laundry I imagine is piled in yours.”

Caesar promptly forgot about David and Piper, and Rocco and his ginger girlfriend. For now, his attentions were firmly on Beach Slut. He had never really been the type to try when it came to hitting on girls. Not like Rocco, who fell in love at the drop of a hat and wasn’t afraid to go all out to prove it. No, Caesar had always found that girls had flocked to him pretty naturally, and hadn’t needed to put the moves on them too much. This girl didn’t seem the type to throw herself at his feet, and honestly, that was what intrigued him. That, and the fact he had come in to steal her from David, at least. “I get the feeling you aren’t all that picky who you give it up for,” he shrugged though as she stepped closer, one hand rested on her hip. 

He couldn’t help it. At her statement, he burst into laughter, eyes finding hers as he tried to figure out if she was serious. “A luxury, is it?” He asked her, biting his lip to prevent further laughter on his part. “I don’t know. I just caught you getting groped on a public beach by the biggest Dweeb I know. I’ve seen more luxury in a Walmart bargain bin.” He leaned down to her, moving so his mouth was level to her ear, and dropped his voice to a whisper. “Has that line ever worked on anybody, beach slut?” Before he could respond, Caesar moved, claiming her mouth in a rough kiss. There was nothing sweet about it, not like how he imagined David would have kissed her. The way Caesar kissed was ferocious and hungry. He kissed to leave an impact, and the hands that roamed her body before coming to rest on her ass were none too gentle, either.

“Well I get the feeling you don’t use your brain to its full capacity, but hey, that’s the difference in our first impressions,” she replied, feeling the intrigue start to increase. There was a part of her that was still pissed about her nose, but she couldn’t help her curiosity with this guy. She’d have to get him back for that stunt later. Her expression remained stoic as he laughed once more, just waiting for whatever his next move was. Apparently, it was another douchey comment that she just had to rebuttle. “Have you? Figures. Seems like the type of place you’d frequent,” she sighed, eyeing him up once more. “And dweeb or not, all we did was make out with some touching, practically PG-13 bullshit. I wasn’t about to pity fuck him unless he really needed it.” She glanced over her shoulder for a moment to see he’d left, not giving it much more thought than a shrug before turning her attention back to the new situation at hand. 

As much as she wanted to stay stone faced, feeling him inch closer caused a tiny smirk to creep up on her lips. It was a fair question. She opened her mouth to reply, taken slightly aback by the sudden presence of his lips crashing to hers. She could’ve pushed him away, but where was the fun in that? Kissing him back with just as much fervor, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tangled a hand into his hair. She didn’t even mind the grip he had on her ass. She only pulled back from the kiss momentarily, taking his bottom lip between her teeth before letting go with a devilish grin. “Looks like it worked on you, sucker.” She cocked an eyebrow, practically challenging him at this point and leaning in to kiss him again.

“My aim?” Caesar looked at David in utter disbelief, the fact he’d just smacked a girl straight in the face momentarily forgotten. “Come on, asshole. If my aim is so bad, why did you duck like a pussy?” he sneered. He took a step closer, a manic sort of enjoyment in his eyes. “But by all means, come and see me when you’re ready to play with the big boys. Then we’ll see who is all talk.” 

He had forgotten about the girl, in truth, until David moved to comfort her. Wherever Piper had scuttled off to (she was keeping quiet, for now, and Caesar couldn’t be bothered to look around for her), he was sure she wouldn’t want to see this. He watched her for a moment, and in honesty, almost burst into laughter. She was playing the fawning damsel in distress, but in Caesar’s humble opinion, it was bullshit. There was something about her that caused him to rake his eyes over her. Chaos spoke to chaos, and Caesar’s particular brand of messy could almost sense something in her. How the hell David, of all people, had managed to catch her attention, he would never know. His interest was piqued even further when she slapped him, leaving a bloody imprint of her hand on his cheek. It stung, but not in a bad way, and Caesar found himself laughing out loud at what followed. 

Ignoring David entirely, Caesar advanced on her, the smirk never once leaving his face. “Oh, I’m watching.” His eyes cast downward again. From here, he had a better view of her. “Damn,” he said, though he looked utterly unbothered by her tirade. “I mean, why go looking? There’s a beach slut right here,” he lifted one shoulder in a shrug. Did he expect this to go anywhere? Not really. Caesar never really expected much from anything. All he knew was, he was bored of dealing with David and Piper’s stupid drama, and this promised something far more entertaining, whether she took him up on it or not. “You willing to put money on that? Or are you more the type to collect the cash from the nightstand than leave it?” 

Even while drunk, David knew better than to get into it with Caesar. He’d leave that to Rocco and Lindsey. Instead of engaging him any longer, he rolled his eyes in response. There wasn’t any point. He wasn’t in the mood to fight, and he knew that the other would get way too much enjoyment out of it. It seemed that he didn’t have to do too much to distract him, though. David watched Stacie’s attention fully turn to Caesar, and he knew that whatever thing he had with her had just vanished. It was for the best, really. He’d just wanted to kiss another girl so he could get it out of his system, and she’d done her job there. Once he looked past the idiot that was practically his brother and saw Piper in the distance, he didn’t want to be on the beach anymore. He shook his head, leaving the gruesome twosome behind and heading back to the hotel.

Stacie’s brows shot up questioningly, her gaze moving from Pouty to Punchy as he actually seemed to find this whole thing funny. Her hands were now planted to her hips, studying his face. His comment didn’t do much other than cause her to press her lips together in thought. “And who says this beach slut wants to give it up to you of all people?” she replied, eyes trailing from his face, down his body and back up. He was hot, but she wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of knowing she thought that. Not just yet. She took a few strides towards him, almost completely breaking their distance except for a few inches. “Don’t be stupid. I’m a luxury only a few can afford. It seems like you know quite a bit about the paying people to love you thing yourself, though, Rocky Balboa. So tell me,” she asked, tilting her head and glancing up at him through her eyelashes. She was sure the bloody nose wasn’t a turn-on in the least, but she didn’t care. “How much am I worth?”

aka stacie being a little shit and encouraging moving on from an ex in her own special way