say you'll remember me.

Atlas mopped up the floor as he watched Quinn try and pour him some Guinness. He couldn’t help but augh at her frustration. It made him remember just how young she was. He finished mopping and put it back in its original spot as he moved around the bar. Coming up behind her, he picked up another glass and put it in her hand. His own hand rested of top of hers on the tap and then his other moved the one of hers that now held the glass, “You just have to tilt it like this,” he said, moving her hand the way she needed to, “This is what stops the head of the pint from getting too big,” he explained and moved the tap down to start pouring it, “Okay so it’s gonna look brown for a bit but it gets darker when you let it sit. That’s why you have to stop about... here,” He lifted the tap up and let her hands go so she could put the glass down, “You fill the rest of it up when it goes dark and then I can drink it, see?” Atlas was still standing close behind her and he realised how close her was when he turned his head to look at her and smiled. After a moment, he took a step away so he could finish cleaning the bar, “You’ll be able to do it by yourself next time.”

“Do you wish we had waited?” Laurie asked, trying to will away the self-doubt that filled his entire being. He knew that his wife loved him and wouldn’t accept a proposal from him if she didn’t love him - she would have accepted Fred’s proposal - but he didn’t want her to regret marrying him so quickly. Part of him had wished he’d had her family there and his grandfather had been there but he hadn’t want to stay unmarried to her for another minute, “Do you wish we were still just engaged and not married yet?”

While being spun around by the slightly enebriated gentleman, Jo spotted the happy newly-weds and she got lost in these thoughts again. So much so that she lost her footing and spun away from her dance partner and right into another woman standing around the dancers. She gasped and gathered herself. Jo was by no means a proper lady and was probably making a fool of herself with the dancing. This young woman looked like the women that Meg used to hang out with and the women that Amy still did. She was beauiful and poised, the opposite of Jo in many respects. Despite the mouth on Jo, she found herself at a lack for words when she looked at the woman without being able to explain it, “Hello,” she said eventually when he mouth started working and then shook her head, “My apologies. I am quite clumsy. Surprised I’m surprised they let me out at events where there’s dancing. I believe they only did because it’s my sister’s marriage and my best friend’s.”

Laurie was excited to go home. They were going home for a funeral and that made him sad because he loved Beth dearly but he was going home with his wife at his side. They had been steadfast comfort for each other since finding out and he was quick to propose. Laurie had always been impulsive in love but this didn’t feel like that. It felt right. He looked over at Amy then and placed a hand on her knee, “How are you feeling, My Lady?” He asked, using the nickname with all his love and devotion, “Are you worried?”

Then Donna and Eric had a date. Fez said something about snacks and asked the couple for a lift. It left Kelso, Jackie and Hyde himself. Kelso tried to make a move on Jackie, asking her to come for a ride to some lookout that he had frequented with the woman a lot himself recently. With his arms folded, Hyde could feel his fists clench but they relaxed as soon as Jackie brushed him off. He let out his signature laugh, “That certainly ruffled your perfect, shiny hair,” he teased in a mocking tone which, of course, Kelso took seriously and ran out of the room panicking about his hair, “Damn, I thought they’d never leave,” he said, reaching out for Jackie to pull her closer.

Of course, Grayson wasn’t asleep.

“You make a very tempting offer. I’ll take it under advisement,” Vi teased, planting a kiss on his cheek. Paperwork was easy. Even with her headache, she managed to get through it as painlessly as possible and she usually hated paperwork. How the hand on her back still distracted her though, after all this time, was remarkable. Every touch from hi sent her nerves firing, “Oh my god, Spence!” She giggled as she saw the way her was parking, only laughing more at his comment, “I am never going to let this go, I hope you know that. Next time listen to the nurse before rushing to the hospital. You’re lucky you didn’t get a ticket,” She sid, noticing nothing on the windshield.

Ever since she’d seen the woman naked, she hadn’t been able to not think about it. Whenever she was here, she was hoping to see her and was disappointed when she didn’t. Now she was in front of the Yvonne and he heart was beating so fast in her chest that she was surprised the other couldn’t hear it. The slightest touch was sending her realing. This was bad and she needed to not be thinking this way about her best friend’s mom, “I don’t-” She was cut off by the sound of stomach grumbling and she laughed, “Okay so I guess I’m more than a little hungry but I can sort myself out. You don’t have to stick around. I’m sure you’re tired.”

Aryan laughed, “It’s fine. I don’t take offense. You’re right, I don’t look like the type,” He said, “But I went to church every Sunday from the ages of 0 to 17. My mom let me off in my senior year when I had lots of studying to do and I just didn’t keep it up at university,” He would admit that he didn’t necessarily believe in God but he believed in something, had faith and spirtuality even if it was less descript than Nessa’s, “It’s one of my favourites too,” He admitted, “I don’t think I could choose one favourite but I have a lot of Beatles in my repertoire so I probably would have been able to play whatever you had said or at least a few chords.”

“Why are you saying snacks like a question when you know the answer is always yes?” Viiolet asked, lauging a little too hard. It made her head hurt and she grimaced a little but smiled to show she was okay. Her smiled continued as he seemed to fuss over her as she got onto her feet. She didn’t like that she’d worried him but appreciated the concern, “I think she’ll get over it,” She replied with a nonchalant shrug. He hadn’t met her family yet or vice versa but she’d told them about him. It was rare for her to be so head over heals for a guy so guickly and they were excited to meet him to see what the fuss was all about, “Okay, let’s get out of here or I’ll smell so much like hospital it’ll take several showers to get rid of it.”

“Why’s that?” Aryan asked curiously. He wasn’t annoyed by the statement that he figured he may have not been meant to hear. He was just wondering why she thought that? He grinned, “A song I know really well on the guitar,” He said, nodding, “I guess it’ll have to be the first in the queue,” He joked.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” Victor said, laughing with her as his face moved to the other side of her neck to give it equal attention. He caught a glimpse of the way she chewed on her bottom lip and groaned. It drove him crazy. The smallest things she did had that effect on him. It was one of the reasons he knew how serious he was about her, “Wanna make it feel even better?” He asked, lifting his head with a sly smirk and mischievous glint in his eye as he looked her in the eye. His fingers hooked around her panties, eager to remove the thin materia that separated them. His boxers wouldn’t be long after he was sure.

“You take me for someone who just drops friends so recklessly?” Atlas asked, raising his slitted eyebrow. He finished lifting the chairs onto the tables, “Well first I need you to get me the mop from the back there, gorgeous,” He said, pointing to the door that te mop sat behind, “Then I’ll take a Guinness,” He said, “That’s my go-to when I’m off the clock and not taking shots. I’d be interested to see you pour one though. It’s a tricky one.”

“Oh?” Malakai asked, “So what exactly would you be inviting me in for?” He asked teasingly as they entered her place and he kissed her again. He didn’t think going all the way with her was the way he wanted to go. Not tonight anyway. He wanted to make sure he didn’t ruin this before it had even started. However, he was enjoying the kissing. He wouldn’t mind this for a little longer.

“Then that settles it, you live here now,” Victor wasn’t even sure whether he was serious or not, “I’m never letting you leave now,” He muttered, teasingly. They could talk about it later though, he was too distracted with leaving marks on her skin, “I’m glad we’re home,” He agreed. As of a few moments ago, this was her home now. With her, he was always home. He groaned and the sound mingled with hers, “Is that good, baby?” He asked, rolling his hips up harder. He could feel himself stiffening more beneath her. In a minute, he’d be desperate to fuck her but the pair never forgot about foreplay.

Alegra felt herself shudder under his touch, his cock brushing against the sensitive nerves between her legs. She always enjoyed cumming before getting fucked. The sensitvity of her clit made the experience even better. Especially after the way Grayson always did it. She kissed him back hard in return but the movement faltered when he pushed himself into her. She gasped, the kiss turning open mouthed as she did so. Her leg tightened around his torso, using it to try and pick up the speed. It was probably the most the tax driver had seen of her all night with Grayson keeping her hidden but she had stopped thinking about the driver a long time ago.