Stephen White

toxic | ste & rowan.

“Ste!” she cried as soon as she recognized her new companion, still doing her best not to swallow the substances coating her tongue.  It didn’t stop her from launching her body at her fellow slave and friend, probably more excited than she should have been.  But gods, it was such a relief to just let go and ignore everything that had happened over the past few weeks and honestly catch up - though the thrumming bass and loud music would admittedly make that a little difficult.  “Wisk it, okay-uh,” Rowan finally agreed, closing her mouth and immediately making a face at the taste.  With little thought, she grabbed a shot from a passing tray and used it to wash down the taste of what she’d just swallowed.  “Just promise to get me out of here if I start acting weird?  And slash or forgive me for acting weirder than usual?”

Ste couldn’t help but chuckle when she recognised who had spoken to her, easily caught up in the fun atmosphere that surrounded the cheerful woman right now. He wraps his arms around her and gives his friend a hug, pulling back with an amused smile. “That was so easy, what if I was trying to poison you?” He teases and steals his own shot before throwing it down his throat. “How weird is too weird though? Because I think I’d be too biased and then I’m too late and you’d be way past that.” 

Here for You | Frankie & Ste

“But it’s my job to protect you,” she whispered, looking up at him. She smiled softly at him and pressed a kiss to his forehead, closing her eyes. “I wish I could’ve protected you,” she whispered. She inhaled sharply and shook her head. “I hate this,” she murmured. “But I’m here,” she said. “For whatever you need. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.” She cupped his face gently in one hand. “We should do something. We don’t have to go out,” he murmured. “But we should make a happy memory,” she whispered.

Ste groans as he turns further towards her, his eyes closing  briefly when she kisses his forehead, happy for the comfort amongst the discomfort. “I guess we’ll have to protect and care for each other until we’re better.” He idly draws patterns over her waist with his fingers while she speaks. “Me either, I don’t think I physically can go anywhere but that’s just my excuse.” Ste laughs at his own joke before coughing at the ache in his ribs. He smiles softly at Frankie when she cups his face. “I like that idea, wash away the crappy ones?” 

toxic | open starter

It was probably the most fun she’d had naked without having sex.

Well, mostly naked.  The school had given the slaves the option to wear underwear and while she didn’t care too much about being naked in public anymore, she’d rather not be washing paint out of her vagina in the morning.  But that didn’t stop the rigor with which she was beating on the paint covered drums, living her best Miss Congeniality life and riding on an edible.  The bass seemed to thrum in time with her heartbeat, the sticks falling on the drums out of time with it - but she was doing her best.

Rowan laughed brightly until some of the paint she was happily and furiously playing with landed in her mouth.  Eyes wide, mouth wider, she turned to the person next to her and tried not to swallow the substance coating her tongue.  “They wouldn’t wet us pway wit’ it if it was hoxic, wight?”

Ste was apprehensive about going to the party but he was willing to risk it to have a decent night. He was surprised by how much fun everyone was happy and easily got swept up in the atmosphere, drink in hand and dancing along with everyone else until he realised someone was speaking to him. He couldn’t help but laugh when Rowan spoke with her mouthful. “Yeah, they’ve always had our safety as top priority in this place.” He laughs once more. “I’d say ‘risk it’, it’s a rare stress-free night.” 

Here for You | Frankie & Ste

Frankie had been out of sorts since the punishment had occurred. She had tried to keep strong for Ste but at the end of the day, she realized they needed one another. She had woken up with a start that morning and had gone down to start some coffee. Afterwards, she went back up to their bedroom and slid inside, crawling in bed with Ste.

She wrapped her arms around him and buried herself against him, burying her head against his chest. “I’m sorry,” she whispered softly. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t…I couldn’t protect you..” She looked up at him, kissing his chin gently.

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Ste was happy painkillers existed on the island and he was able to get some sleep, even if his whole body was screaming right now. He was also dealing with strong guilt for the woman he loved being hurt beside him, how her care for him had put her in harms way to begin with. Yet she didn’t seem to blame him, her arms wrapping around his bruised body slowly waking up and he lifts his arms to hold her close. “Frankie...” He hums out, letting out a hiss when he tries to sit up a little but doesn’t let go of her. “It’s not your fault, don’t ever be sorry.” He looks down at her, a hand coming up to gently cup her face. 

Dom sat in the quad on a patch of grass, cigarette hanging from his lips as he watched other students and masters walk by. “I’d fuck him…Probably not him. Hmm..I’d let him beg for me” he muttered to himself, as if doing a little hot and not list, not realizing someone had been able

Ste sat down against the nearby tree with book in hand, the man close to him hadn’t noticed his presence yet but he didn’t speak up. His eyes focused on the pages before he started to hear him talk to himself. Ste couldn’t help but chuckle, lifting his head to look at the other man. “Making a list?” 

"I did at first when I was an only child, but I think the sudden change and everything that happened made me grow up a little too fast."

Frankie moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head and her back arching for him. “Oh god,” she whispered hoarsely. She would give him anything he wanted, and they both knew that. There was never any holding back when it came to Ste. He didn’t have to ask. “Make me beg…” she whimpered, her hips wiggling slightly as he ran his tongue over her. “Make me beg for you…” She bit her lower lip hard, gripping at the sheets. 

“But you love it,” she giggled. She leaned into him, and kissed him deeply, humming against his lips. She followed him to the party, unable to think of anything better than spending the evening with him. “I think we look pretty cute, if I do say so, myself,” she laughed.

Ste lets out a playful, defeated sigh as his wraps his arms a little tighter around her. “Damn, I think I do. I guess I’ll have to find a way to live with it.” He teases her before happily returning that kiss of hers. He turns to look at her once inside the party and gives her an appreciative smile. “We definitely do, I’m a pretty lucky cowboy.” 

Happy Valentine’s day, my love.

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Happy valentines dayyyyy

Lots of love, ste