#felale

     “ nothing i did was enough for you , so i gave up . you don't realize that shit you say and do to people have consequences , do you ? ”

     “ you don't think you've already said enough ? like .. –– can you just take me home , now ? i don't want to be here anymore . ”

          * 。 𑁯 ֺ     𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒐      ⨾      @felale

"Good mornin' to you too baby." Cassell is laughing as he reaches his hand over to slide his finger across his phone screen. He rolls back over to reach for her and tosses his arm across her waist. She's so warm and pretty in his bed. Cassell still can't believe she's here with him. Let him touch her last night even after he pissed her off. He lifts his head up to watch her wondering how pissed off she really is by the alarm. "You gunna pop me for having an alarm like a sensible adult?" He teases with a grin. Cassell swore he was going to shut it off since the season's over but it slipped his mind when he got his hands on her. When she sprawled out on his sheets for him to settle between her legs. "You're so cute when you're mad but lemme make it up to you first. I don't need you breaking up with me." morning after starters | @felale

"Maybe is so fuckin' funny after I let you crack." Warren laughs as he resists the urge to roll his eyes. He really wants to smoke a joint but he's itching to go home. He likes Quincy but the thought of sitting somewhere over dinner is actually a nightmare. Warren's reigned himself in since they last saw each other. Put anything related to the other in a perfect box in his head labeled do not open. At least until they hook up again. Then he can let it all spill out again when they press their mouths together. They'd linked up after the others show last night, something small and intimate where Warren spotted way too many people he knew. And he had one too many tequila shots because he can't ever say no to a good time. It was like a fucking movie when their gazes met in all that obnoxious ass red lighting. Warren finally grabs his clothes off the ground to get dressed. He puts everything back in the box. "Take your sure thing out to dinner. I gotta head out." morning after starters | @felale

"Right, right. Yeah that's the fuckin' point." Fen tells her with a smug grin as he finally turns towards her to take in the sight of the marks she's talking about. His warm gaze lingers on her throat and the teeth marks he's left behind. He'd maybe gotten a little bit carried away with how possessively his teeth had met her skin but her moaning had urged him on. How her body had arched beneath his touch, his teeth, around him. "Guess it's alright since all the guys hitting you up are just trying to book nails for their girls right?" There's no way he could help but tease her. Fen rolls over to the bedside to fish a joint out of the drawer. He settles back against the headboard as he grabs a lighter to spark it. His heady, half-lidded gaze lingers on her back as he wonders who else gets to have her like this. "What about the mark I left inside you Simone?" morning after starters | @felale

"They had my ass doin' media. I couldn't exactly get my phone out." It was on the table the entire press conference face down. He'd felt it vibrating every once in a while but he'd been so focused on providing cookie cutter media trained answers that he didn't flip it over. "It's not a good look you know that. I wasn't ignorin' you on purpose." Cassell murmurs as he glances at her trying to gauge how pissed off she really is. "You worried I was doing something else? I'm not like them." Cas waves off the idea that he's like these guys in the league who got a wife, a side chick and a whole other family. "It's just you for me, you ain't gotta worry." Cassell can't help the knowing little smirk that spreads across his mouth as he reaches for her with an arm around her shoulders. Even if she's pissed he'll accept the consequences. He dips his head down to watch her, "You can check my phone." 「   RP MEME :   JEALOUSY. 」   @felale