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♫ part of me | katy perry
 
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lbv | Take a bite of my heart tonight.
♫ animal | neon trees

 
[collab with my gorgeous lover boo @sassy ♥ WARNING]
 
Korinna King,
I remained quiet, exhausted yet excited and watching as Noah set one more box on the floor of his bedroom. "This was the last one," He said casually and smiled, making it official. After spending an entire weekend packing and then moving my things over to his place, I was now living with him.
My eyes drifted from the boxes covering up most of his floor to his gorgeous green eyes which were now bouncing back and forth between box to box. He looked nervous. Happy most definitely, but nervous. The thought of him regretting his decision in asking me to move in? It kind of worried me. I nodded slowly, sitting on the edge of the bed as my eyes looked around. "I have no idea of where I'm going to put all these things," I sighed, crossing my legs and sliding my hands between them.
"I was wondering the same," He said cautiously, not wanting to worry me or upset me either. He was kind of perfect like that.
My eyes shot up in his direction, a pout slowly forming on my lips before I could even stop it. I had way too much clothes and even more accessories. Besides his brother and his parents, Noah had never lived with anyone before. It was an honor that he wanted to live with me already, but it also felt slightly nerve-wracking."I was hoping you'd give me a better answer. A helpful one maybe," I shrugged.
He walked over to me and climbed onto the bed to sit next to me, setting each of his legs next to mine and wrapping his strong arms around my waist to press my back against his chest. "Can I have a second chance?" He asked, nuzzling my neck and breathing against my skin.
"I have no idea of where I'm going to put all these things," I repeated again, this time with a grin playing on my lips for how adorable he was, relaxing my body into his arms.
"We'll make room for everything." He paused, pushing my hair off my shoulder to press his lips against my skin, "I just need to figure out how."
"Or I can get rid of a few things..." I trailed off, my eyes still taking in the boxes. There were too many considering how much clothes Noah already had in his closet, I knew because over the duration of our relationship, my overnight clothes had piled up into having my own small spot.
"We'll make it work baby," He said quietly, pressing his lips to my neck again and this time sending a shiver throughout my body.
"Good," I grinned, adjusting my body against his and running my hand back and forth across his arm. "I was starting to get scared that you'd regret asking me to move in..."
His hand moved up my body, missing my chest by inches as his fingers found my chin and tilted my face towards his. "I promise that's not going to happen," He said and smiled, the nerves from earlier slowly starting to disappear. It was crazy how much had changed in my life in the past year. I managed to escape my less than perfect relationship with Luca, falling madly in love with my best friend and now moving in with him. Life wasn't supposed to be this perfect.
"You should wait until you see my shoes to make any promises," I joked. Okay, I was half serious. After Noah, shoes were my next obsession... Of course, I'd be willing to give them all up for him.
"I'm still going to want you here, Kor," He said in a soft.
I turned in his arms, straddling his waist as my arms wrapped around his neck. "I love you," I said and smiled, my smile just getting wider and wider as he stared back at me with admiration on his face. It was crazy how much I loved him... how he was now the most important thing in my life and nothing else compared.
"I know," He grinned back and the pout returned back to my lips, his grin widened and making him look absolutely gorgeous.
"Try again..." I trailed off, leaning my chest against his to feel his hard body beneath mine.
"What did you say? I forgot," He said while trying to keep a straight face, his arms sneaking around my waist.
"I love you," I bit back at smirk, amused by how silly he was being. It let me know how happy he was, because before we were together, he was always serious. Amazing and caring, but serious.
"I love you too," He grinned and tilted his head slightly to run his tongue across my lips before sliding it into my mouth, deepening the kiss and groaning when I grinded my hips against him.
"This was the right answer," I smiled and pulled my head back, giving him an innocent face when my thoughts were the complete opposite. I was pretty sure that I was already wet and all I could think about was him checking my panties to find out if I was soaking wet for him.
"I know," He said again, grinning and looking over my shoulder at the boxes, his OCD getting the best of him and almost ruining our moment. "We should unpack."
I shifted against his lap, my hands running down his chest as I stared at him, "Are we in a hurry?"
"I don't like when my room is messy." He paused and smiled before correcting himself, "Our room."
"Our room..." I repeated and bit my lip, my heart kind of melting at his words. "I like how that sound."
He nodded in agreement and slid his hand under my top, caressing my back mindlessly. "We should start with that box," He said pointing to the one next to the bed.
I raised one eyebrow, tossing my head in that direction before looking back at him, "The lingerie one?"
"Do you have a box full of lingerie?" He asked wide eyed, "Then yes. You should try on some in the process, maybe there are bras that don't fit you anymore..."
"Maybe." I stared at the serious look on his face, a smirk forming on mine as I leaned back a little to let my eyes caress his perfect body, "I would have more than just one box, but my boyfriend has the tendency of ripping my panties off of me..."
"Oops," He said, a smirk replacing the serious face and making my panties wet. His smirk killed me. He was so sexy.
I shook my head and gave the bottom of his shirt a small tug as I pushed my hips against his and left them there, "You're not sorry."
"I am instead," His hands moved to my hips, grasping them tightly. "Do you want me to stop ruining your lingerie?"
"No," I said seriously, staring into his gorgeous green eyes which were mesmerizing. "I like it."
"I can tell," He said slowly, his eyes following my body as I set my hands on his thighs and pushed myself off his lap and onto my feet, my body situated between his legs. "Where are you going?"
"You said that you didn't like our room dirty," I smiled, still feeling incredibly happy and cheesy saying that it was ours instead of just his.
His hands stopped me from moving away, his grip on my waist keeping me in place before pulling me back towards the edge of the bed. "Are you in a hurry now?" He asked with an amused face, pushing the bottom of my shirt up and tilting his head to a side to press soft kisses against my bare skin, his eyes not once leaving mine.
A moan escaped my lips, it was the small things like that that drove me crazy, made every inch of my body ache for him. "I thought you wanted me to try lingerie on for you?" I breathed out, watching him open his mouth further to bite down, a frustrated groan leaving my mouth this time.
He nibbled at my skin before smirking, my eyes pooling with lust as I watched him, "How can you do that if you're still fully dressed?"
"Good point," I bit my lip, holding my breath and waiting for his next move.
"I'm full of those," He said quietly as he slid his hands up my sides and further up on my ribs, lifting my shirt in the process and exposing my flat stomach, his tongue running up my skin slowly. UGH.
"Really? Like what?" I moaned softly, my arms lifting up to allow him to peel my shirt off before tossing in to a side as I kept staring at him.
He took his time to take in my breasts as his hands cupped them, squeezing them softly when his eyes moved back to my face. "Like we should have rules now that we live together," He bit back a smirk, parting his lips to bit down on my soft flesh, causing another moan to escape my throat but louder this time. I wasn't sure how much longer I could wait. I was so desperate for him that sometimes his teasing was like torture.
"Like what?" I swallowed and watched him closely as he got up on his feet and snaked his hands around my back.
"Like no underwear," He grinned, unclasping my bra and pulling the straps down my shoulders carefully. My bra was skimpy and left pretty much nothing to the imagination, I'm assuming that's the reason for him being so careful.
I nodded my head and watched him pull the tiny fabric away from my body, tossing it aside before returning both of his hands back to my body. I bit my lip, keeping my eyes on his as one palm ran flat up my chest, cupping my breast and then brushing his thumb back and forth over my nipple. "My underwear are still on...." I trailed off, biting back a smirk as he lowered his head to take my breast in his mouth. His hands worked on my shorts quickly, pushing them down as his tongue swirled around my nipple and he sucked hard. I was dying. "Noah," I said in a breathy moan, his eyes flicking back up to meet mine and taking my breath away. He was so gorgeous.... and so f.cking hot. All he had to do was look at me and I was wet.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked as he pulled back, knowing how bad I was aching for him by the look on my face. A cocky smirk was already playing on his soft lips, making me yearn to kiss them.... or feel them all over my body.
"I want you to follow your own rules," I tugged on his shirt, his hand reaching behind his own body to yank his shirt off in one swift move. My eyes were glued to his chest, his perfect abs and his strong arms.
"I didn't say that the rules applied to me," He said seriously and grinned, hooking his thumbs in the sides of my panties and instead of pushing them down, pulled me closer to him.
"You only told me one rule.... what are the others?" I asked, my hands unbuckling his belt and slipping it out of the loops.
"You're not allowed to sleep dressed," He grinned, taking his belt away from my hand as a devious grinned appeared on his handsome face.
I bit my lip, pressing my body against him. "Anything you want," I said in a low voice, my eyes scanning his. I meant it too... I would do literally anything he wanted, be his slave if he asked.
He cocked his head to the side, reaching for my wrists and forcing them behind my back, "Anything Kor? Are you sure?"
"Yes. Should I prove you?" I said seriously, looking up at him through my thick lashes as my breasts heaved up and down against his chest. My breaths were already erratic and I had to be dripping down my thighs at this point. I was so f.cking turned on.
He nodded, his eyes dropped down on my chest as he used his belt to tie my wrists together. He took a step back next, taking in my body and looking into my eyes again as a huge grin made its way on to his face. "Lay down on your back baby," He said quietly, staring at me as I did so.
"What now?" I asked, eager to please him since he was being that d.mn sexy.
"Now you don't have to worry about anything," He grinned as he climbed on to the bed, hovering over my body by setting his hands by each side of mine, my hard n.ips brushing against his chest and making him groan a little. "I love you," He whispered before pressing his lips against mine as he stared into my eyes, being a little cheesy in a moment that was everything but that. I loved the moments where he was like this... completely perfect.
I moaned against his mouth, arching my back and wrapping my legs around his waist to lower his body against mine. "I do too," I said in a breathy voice and smirked as he ground his hips against me, feeling his erection which was hidden behind his jeans and so huge I could die. "You're so hard baby."
"Let me check if you're w.et," He smirked as he unhooked my legs from around him, moving down my body until his head was between my legs. He grabbed my thighs and bent his head down, opening his mouth to yank with his teeth the fabric of my panties to the side before running his tongue flat up my p.ussy.
"Oh my god, Noah," I muttered under my breath, watching as he lifted his head up to smirk at me.
His palms ran flat up my things, fingers slipping into the sides of my panties and then he started pulling them down slowly. Another shiver ran through my body, lasting until the material was completely off my body and leaving me naked beneath him. "You're so f.cking wet," He said in a hushed tone, tilting his head back down to run his tongue up my thighs.
My teeth sunk into my bottom lip and I groaned as he teased me, licking my thighs and nipping at my skin. My p.ssy was long past aching for him and my hands were tied up so I couldn't really do much. "Why aren't you naked with me?" I asked and pouted, my eyes back on his chest.
"My rules don't apply to me," His grin getting wider as he looked at the expression on my face, the pout still on my lips as my teeth practically tore shreds through them.
"Please..." I trailed off, lifting my chest up and moaning quietly as he pressed his lips back against my leg.
"Maybe," He said simply, licking his way up to my p.ssy and slipping his tongue inside. Moans left my mouth, loud and long ones. Underneath my body I made fists in the blanket, lifting my head up to watch him tongue f.ck me and leaving me wanting more. He used one hand to push my legs further apart, both hands moving to his jeans to unbutton and then unzip them quickly.
I watched silently and eagerly, still moaning every time his tongue slipped deeper. "Baby..." I breathed out as he shed his jeans from his body, his boxers the next to go, springing his d.ck to life as his body returned back to mine. "I think that you should f.ck me," I pleaded.
"Not yet," He shook his head, kneeling between my legs and caressing my body gently with his hand. It ran along the curve of my body, stopping at my breast as his head tilted down to capture it with his mouth. "You said that I could do anything I wanted."
I parted my lips to ask what he had in mind, just as he distracted me by getting a good grip on his d.ck and stroking it slowly. "Anything..." I said in a daze, repeating what I had promised earlier.
His body inched closer to mine and he used his hand to rub his d.ck back and forth across my cl.t, the tip slipping inside of me just barely and making me moan for more. My eyes closed shut, his d.ck feeling like actual heaven and he wasn't even inside of me yet. "Kor," He muttered against my skin and my eyes fluttered back open, his tongue flicking against my nipple and making yet another moan leave my mouth.
"You're killing me," I said seriously, thrusting my chest up to get closer to him.
"If you die you won't cum baby," He grinned before taking my breast in his mouth, his eyes not leaving mine as he bit down hard and caused a loud moan to escape my throat.
"Then make me cum Noah, please..." I trailed off, looking down at him and hoping that he'd stop teasing me and f.ck me instead. But honestly, he had to be teasing himself too at this point.
He propped himself up on his palms as he set each of them by my sides, tilting his head down to watch his d.ick enter me slowly and oh my god, he felt so amazing. "F.uck baby you're so tight," He said between his teeth and glanced up at me again as he filled me completely, the head of his d.ick hitting my sensitive spot and making me scream.
I lifted me chest up, pushing it against his as I stared at him, my leg wrapping around his hips and desperately trying to make them move. "Let me touch you...free my hands," I moaned, the frustration showing in my voice and the way my body moved beneath his.
"No," He said simply and maybe a little roughly too, groaning and sliding out of me with his hands grabbing my hips tightly as he got on his knees and turned my body over. "Be patient baby," He breathed out, lifting my hips to angle my body the way he wanted.
I held my breath, so turned on that I might ass out. My lips parted and he spanked me, once and firmly, his d.ck sliding back inside of me as he let out a groan that matched my moan. My p.ssy spasmed against his d.ck as he f.cked me, so close to coming and he hadn't had the chance to be inside of me for even five minutes. I could cum any second, but I wasn't ready for that... I wanted it to last for hours. I wanted to feel him all night. I tossed my head over my shoulder, my gaze meeting his as I arched my back. "Harder," I managed to say and smirked, finally happy that he wasn't holding back anymore.
"I don't want to hurt you," He grinned back at me, his eyes on mine as he wrapped his hand around my wrists, giving my arms a tug to force me to lift my chest from the bed. His free hand moved up to my chest, holding me in place as his pace increased, f.cking me harder and deeper than ever.
"Noah!" I gasped, his d.ck pounding inside of me to the point where I wasn't even sure how my body was still propped up. My legs were starting to feel like jelly and my p.ssy was spasming like crazy, still aching for more.
His lips pressed against my neck, nipping at my skin before pressing a soft kiss over the spot he had just bitten. "Too hard?" He whispered against my skin, yet another shiver running down my spine as I tossed my head back against his chest.
"Harder," I muttered under my breath, not sure if it was possible but I knew he'd try... and I knew that he'd make me cum so f.cking hard.
His teeth sunk into my skin, his hand which was resting on my hip slipped down between my legs to rub my cl.t roughly. "Stop holding back..." He groaned and moved his hand up my belly button and between my breasts, leaving a wet trail in its wake. His fingers rested on my chin, my own hands getting rid of the belt holding my wrists together before I lifted one hand to cradle his and bring it to my lips.
"I'm not," I managed to breath out, pressing a soft kiss against his fingers and then taking them in my mouth, sucking them clean and biting down once he started f.cking me harder. I let go of his hand, reaching for his head as his hand moved back to my hip. My fingers tangled in his hair, bringing his head down to meet mine as I kissed him hard, my p.ssy spasming one last time before I was coming long and hard. My lips didn't leave his though, my tongue slipped inside of his mouth to deepen the kiss, his mouth swallowing my screams as I kept coming and loving the way he felt.
His pace slowed down as he broke the kiss, feather soft kisses trailing down my chin and down my neck as he kept f.cking me. "You're going to kill me one of these days Kor," He nipped and sucked, moving down to my shoulder blade and pushing my hair back with his nose to kiss my skin.
"No," I said simply, biting my lip as I set my head back against his chest. His thumb rolled over my nipple, pinching it as he sped his pace back up, his body rocking against mine until he was coming inside of me. He felt so unbelievable that I was almost positive I would cum again. "F.ck," I moaned out as he kept thrusting inside of me to ride his orgasm out.
"I say yes instead," He groaned as he had nothing more to release, both of our bodies falling onto the bed. "You're something Kor."
I took a deep breath, smiling and sliding from under his body to lay next to him, my hands running through my hair, "Something is too generic."
"Something unbelievable," He said almost chocking on his own words, setting his hands flat on his stomach as he turned his head to look at me.
"But I'm real...and the way you were groaning? Really believable," I grinned and rolled over onto my side, wrapping my leg around his waist and closing the distance between our bodies, proving once again how we couldn't resist each other.
 
"Good point," He smirked, staring at my face and at my bright pink cheeks before leaning into me, his lips pressing against mine.
 
"Uhm," I muttered against his mouth and dropped my hand down on his, intertwining my fingers with his. "Are you tired baby?"
He pulled his head back, furrowing his brows, "What? No." He shook his head, leaving me hopeful for more since I could literally do that over and over again... all night long and all morning too if possible.
"Good." I bit back a grin, boring my eyes into his and getting lost in how gorgeous they were, "Because I still have to try my lingerie."
 
He pushed my hair off my face with his free hand, letting a smirk playing on his lips, "Are you sure you're able to walk?"
 
I wrinkled my nose, squeezing his hand, "Of course I am."
 
"Then I'm not done with you..." Noah trailed off, pausing before lowering his voice, "Start with the things you don't like, because I'm going to rip everything off of you."
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I even fell for that stupid love song.
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♫ since u been gone | kelly clarkson
 
The Male Model Challenge:
d; danny schwarz
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Light of your life, fire of your loins.

Two days ago - 2,095 views
Light of your life, fire of your loins.
♫ off to the races | lana del rey
when i get you alone | robin thicke
me vs. maradona vs. elvis | brand new

 
Naddynapkins, my little cutie, @nadiaa
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!
*blows on the kazoo and tosses confetti in the air*
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I'm officially a day late now..... i bet you can guess why. I fell asleep. FAIL. tired every day.
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But I hope you forgive me :')
I wish you the best birthday ever, full of laced fruit cake (sounds like shiesty if you ask me :x), Laila in a party hat, your nieces being perfect angels, and besos galore :*** I love you so much and you're my precious Naddy ♥
 
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now feel free to spank that booty 20 times.
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lch | If I could turn the page in time, then I'd rearrange just a day or two.
♫ sweet little lies | fleetwood mac
 

[collab with my little smartass, @state-of-grace :3]
 
Aria Gates,
 
My eyes followed the fidgety blonde who was walking ahead of me by just a few steps. She was going on and on about being excited to have me join the cast... Usually that was a lie. My career had its ups of course, but lately it was just mostly downs. Working with Hunter Greene again was probably a good career choice though, excellent in my fathers eyes since Hunter was currently in the press about trying to become a director or producer. Same difference.
"He's just over here..." She trailed off and looked over her shoulder at me, a small smile forming on my lips as she grinned. "Have you two worked together since -"
"No," I cut her off, coming to a complete stop beside her and in front of one of Hollywood's most promising actors who was determined to get out of the spotlight and behind the camera instead. Life was so hard having to recite a couple of lines and make half a million in a days work, sometimes more, sometimes less.
God. That reminded me of someone else.
"Hunter," Emmy started and he didn't even move an inch, hidden behind the script. Somethings never changed. She groaned under her breath and held her hand out to snap her fingers in front of the script, her well-manicured fingers having a better effect on the actor than her words. "Hello? Earth to Hunter?"
Not lifting his head up, he pushed her hand out of the way, "What?"
"You remember that casting I told you to come to the other day? The replacement actress?" He shrugged in response and it was enough for her to go on. "Well, since you weren't there please," She glanced at me with a grin on her face, "let me be the first to introduce you to your new co-star."
"Hey Hunter," I said and his head snapped up, the look on his face impossible to read. I guess I should be thankful he at least put the script down finally to acknowledge my existence since more than anything, I hated being ignored. "What? No hug?"
Emmy's eyes flicked back and forth between us, the grin on her face spreading wider since technically we hadn't seen each other since the night of our movie premiere. I had a bad habit of falling into fast romances with the guys I worked with, but besides Sebastian? Most never lasted very long past the morning after the movie premiere. Maybe it was spending nearly every second of the day with that person or the chemistry that was forced onto costars. "You two know each other?" She turned her head to Hunter to fix her gaze on him.
"Yes," He answered simply, his hazel eyes narrowing on me for who knows what reason. We didn't date per say. He wasn't exactly my rebound after my breakup with Sebastian... what we had was more than that. I mean, we definitely slept together more than once so that had to count for something.
I slid into the seat next to him and leaned closer to read the script from over his shoulder, remembering how that had been a pet peeve of his, "Look at that. We get to kiss again."
He smiled, a frightening smile that was more along the lines of baring his teeth. Clearly he was no longer a fan of mine. "Is that so? Didn't TMZ say that you wouldn't-"
Emmy cleared her throat before the insults could start rolling, "Now now children, play nice."
He switched his focus to Emmy, purposely ignoring me, "You can't be serious."
She shrugged, "As a heart-attack."
"Veto."
Veto? Seriously? Was this how high school was in the real world? He was just as bad as Rachel McAdams character in Mean Girls.
"You used your veto on Ms. Goodman."
His eyes locked onto my legs, "Then bring her back."
Emmy smiled, it wasn't a nice smile and I appreciated that, "No can do buck-a-roo. Besides you two will be perfect for the script. Both attracted to one another but unwilling to admit it because of your history. However sordid it may be," She finished and he glared.
"Uh, hello? Guys?" I attempted to remind them that I was in fact still there and very much coherent.
They ignored me, "You suck."
"Take it back, it stings," Emmy cried out melodramatically.
"Guys?" I cut in, tempted to turn the offer down and leave when they both turned towards me, Hunter's eyebrow lifted in a silent question. "Obviously this isn't going to work."
His gaze moved to my lips and he got that look in his eyes... the kind where you could tell that he wasn't listening to a word I was saying.
"Are you even listening to me," I asked irritably, my cheeks flushed.
"No," He answered honestly.
"As much as I admire your honestly, this isn't going to work," I repeated and stood back up, hoping that he was listening this time because I hated repeating myself.
"Hunter wasn't serious," Emmy scrambled out and shot him a glance which didn't seem to phase him.
"I wasn't?" He looked at her and this time, my eyes were narrowing on him.
"You weren't," She shook her head as I crossed my arms over my chest. Her words went in one ear and right through the other. Of course he was serious and for whatever reason, he hated me. It's not like we were ever really friends.... Not my loss.
He shook his head, "But I was."
"Thank you for your time Emmy," I smiled at her, adjusting my bag on my hip before looking at Hunter whose eyes looked a darker shade of hazel than earlier. They were gorgeous. "And thank you for being an a.sshole, Hunter. I truly missed that."
"Not as much as I missed your sarcasm," He quipped back with a grin.
I was almost tempted to slap him. Or kiss him just to shut him up.... Probably the latter option since I could still remember what a good kisser he was.
"The chemistry between you two amazes me!" Emmy mused and both of our heads snapped to look at her, my lips even parting to protest but he beat me to it.
"No," Hunter replied unintelligently, missing the daggers I was shooting at him.
"I can't work with him," I said serious, my head shaking lightly.
"Like I'm the problem here..." He muttered under his breath.
"And I am??" My voice got a little louder, Emmy's eyes still bouncing back and forth.
He shrugged, lost in thought and probably still mad over the way things had ended between us. I wasn't ready for anything real though at that point in my life... It had been over a year after my split with Sebastian and the thought of another doomed relationship kind of scared me. I wasn't good at keeping relationships, friends or lovers. With Hunter, I took the easy way out, doing the walk of shame before he could wake up and realize that I was gone.
The 'good-bye it was fun' post-it note that I stuck to his bathroom mirror probably wasn't the most courteous way of saying bye.... but we weren't even a couple.
"Hunter," Emmy growled.
He sighed giving in, "No, you're not a problem. Welcome to the film, try not to screw up."
I blinked as he handed me the revised script and got up. "I'll try not to," I practically snarled.
He grinned, happy by my sudden attitude, "I saw your last three films." Laughing, he made his exit, dramatic as always.
"Are you still in?"
My lips parted as I turned my head back to look at Emmy, Hunter's body long out of sight, "Yes... But we might need to renegotiate my salary."
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rbr | Go ahead and have her, go ahead and leave her. You only ever had her when you were a fever.
♫ u.r.a fever | the kills

 
[collab with my cutie princess @ssaarah <33 my first story for this group.... yes i fail. but introduce yourself to my guy :D]
 
Wyatt James,
 
I shoved my hands into my pockets, the music filling the room and most of it making me cringe. My guitar case was propped against my leg and people kept leaving the room faster that than it took them to wait combined with the time they disappeared for not more than a couple of minutes to play a few chords and then get the boot by the next princess of pop. Aurora La Rue was talented don't get me wrong, but her reputation seemed to precede her and honestly? If my cousin didn't put his new job on the line to simply get me this audition, I'd already be halfway out the door right now. This kind of music wasn't even my style.
"You're not in tears yet. I'm guessing you haven't gone in," Ben cut into my thoughts, I could hear the miniature Britney Spears inside already complaining about them replacing her last guitarist. The guy was good, but he wasn't great.
"She seems like a terrible human being," I said seriously and felt bad instantly. I didn't know her and her life. She had every reason to be stressed. Her album was doing amazingly well in it's first week and she already had to replace one of her band members... that could only be frustrating. Band dynamics were everything.
"Hot though," He noted and I nodded my head, having really only seen her on the cover of Rolling Stone. She was beautiful in an exotic way, but was a Californian native. I wasn't a stalker by any means, but I had glanced over the cover while in line at the local grocery store. She wasn't my type anyways. A diva. Those girls never went for guys like me.
"Yeah," I said nonchalantly and bent down to adjust my case, opening it and taking out my guitar since by now I was just ready to get this over with. I was fine with constructive criticism, but what I had heard so far? Well, Ben wasn't lying when he said that people were leaving the room teary eyed.
"Good luck," He said before disappearing, missing the weary look on my face as I walked across the hall and over to the studio door. I pushed the door open, surprised by how different Aurora looked in real life. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun and the perfect body that could have only been Photoshopped was covered by what I'd call normal people clothes. I wasn't sure what I was expecting though... her in a ball gown? I don't know. Something expensive though... Not that I had any doubts that her clothes now were pricy and probably enough to a months rent at the place I was living at.
“This is a joke Damien! Where are the talented people?!” She asked, turning around to look at me and the guitar strapped to my chest.
"I'm Wyatt James," I said in confusion, sounding unintelligent but I felt out of place. This was so out of my element. Playing on the street, in cafes? That was more my thing. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to pay the bills and if Logan ever wanted to go to college, then that was up to me.
"Is that supposed to mean something to me?" She asked me and my lips parted, unsure of how to answer since I wasn't sure if she was just trying to intimidate me or really wanted me to answer.
"Are you allowed to smoke in the studio?" I asked instead, my eyes bouncing back and forth between the cigarette pressed between her full lips to the guy beside her who was holding one. I wasn't one for first impressions I guess.
"No," She said simply and unimpressed by my question. "Did you come here to tell on me or are you going to attempt to butcher my song like the last batch of so called musicians?"
Dear god. Her reputation preceding her? Yeah, that was an understatement. Thank god she had her looks and could sing.
I grinned at her words and walked over to the only open stool in the room, sitting down and adjusting my guitar. I chose my Takamine, going the route of acoustic. It was once my dads, a steel six string that probably cost him a pretty penny when he bought it what had to be 15 years ago. The sound was incredible and could make any song sound better if played right. "Let me know when you're ready," I glanced up at her, already more than positive that she wouldn't be a fan of my take on her song. I had changed it completely, the acoustic version more raw and not something you could exactly dance to in a nightclub. But her lyrics and the meaning behind it? I was impressed. Compared to all of the Katy Perry's and Lady Gaga's in this industry, her songs had depth. Maybe that was another reason why I was here.
She looked me over again, I swear it was almost like she was checking me out. Her eyes moved from my shirt to my arms, and then to my face. It caught me off guard and for a moment there, I checked her out too. She was gorgeous, but anyone with eyes could see that. And she knew it, which probably didn't help the whole diva thing she had going on already.
Her eyes though.. they were stunning. Kind of mesmerizing.
“Once Aura stops eye-fuc.king you we should be good,” The guy sitting next to her said, I remembered Ben saying his name was Andy. Andrew?
My eyes locked with Aurora and her face turned a dark shade of pink, surprising the h.ll out of me since she didn't strike me as the type of girl who would blush over something so little. It was pretty cute though, and I swear, it made her look even more beautiful.
She instantly turned away from me and glared at the guy. “Shut up,” She said under her breath while he smirked back at her. I remained quiet as she avoided all eye contact with me and walked over to a microphone, “Alright. Let’s start from the top, count me in.”
I gave her a tiny nod and listened as she started her song, my fingers moving after the first line, the guy moving from the drums to the piano in a seamless attempt to follow us. My eyes followed her and for a moment there she looked carried away in the music before she stopped.
“Dude why’d you stop that was awesome?” The guy said, his eyes wide.
Aurora on the other hand turned to me with what looked like rage in her eyes, “What the h.ell was that?!”
I raised a brow at her and smiled, not sure how to answer her question. “Um…good music?” I started before my smile got even more genuine, “You have an incredible voice.”
She blinked, “That wasn’t my song. I don’t have time to deal with musicians who change everything.”
“Um Aura? Didn’t you originally want that song to be acoustic?” The drummer cut in, asking from behind her.
My respectful smile turned into a smirk as she glare, “Really?”
She shot a glance at him, “Do you have a death wish?!”
“Don’t mind her. She’s just neurotic, not a raging bit.ch. I say you’re in, that was some impressive stuff man.”
"Thanks," I held my hand out towards him as he shuffled onto his feet to shake it. "I didn't get your name."
"Andy. The drummer," He smiled and nodded his head towards Aurora, "She's not so bad. She grows on you after a while."
"You should wait until I leave the room to insult me," Aurora crossed her arms over her chest, her face slightly pink from being flustered. Or maybe she was still blushing.
I tilted my head to the side to glance at her, getting a better look than I did earlier. She didn't have any makeup on, but her face still looked flawless. My eyes dropped down to her breasts which were pushed together.... and I regretted it instantly. She wasn't wearing a bra and well, the studio was kind of cold. It was like her nipples were staring at me.
"Do you like what you see?" She asked and my eyes immediately shot up to meet hers. I swear, that was so out of character for me. Of course I was a guy, but I knew never to mix business with pleasure..... plus this wasn't just any girl. Hot, but fast on the road to becoming the next big thing.
"Did you like what you heard?" I retorted and kept her gaze, her eyes intense and a really pretty shade of green. I felt like I was pressing my luck, clearly she hated my take on her song. I barely made it to the chorus before she made me stop.
“How do I know if you can play it right?” She questioned, her eyes narrowing on me until her eyes dropped down to my mouth.
I smirked at her and she swallowed thickly before my hands were back on the guitar and I was playing the song again. Correctly this time, remembering every lyric and only having learned the song yesterday. Her eyes widened and I smiled at her as I reached the chorus.
“Fu.ck,” Andy said, setting his drum sticks down as I stopped.
“Of course it sounds different when it’s not an electric guitar," I said seriously, still looking intently at her and trying to read the expression on her face for any indication towards how I did.
“If you can sing and play like that then why don’t you just sign on with someone alone?” She asked suspiciously, trust was hard to come by in this industry.
“Someday maybe. For now I just need to pay the bills," I replied deadpan.
She pursed her lips together, still staring at me, “You’re lucky no one else was good enough today.”
“And you’re lucky you're hot…” I said under my breath. Looks played a huge roll in the entertainment world and well, her attitude wouldn't have gone over very well if she were unattractive.
She shot a look at me, “What is that supposed to mean?!”
I shrugged, “Take it however you want princess. I'm just here to play.”
Andy was chuckling behind her and she turned to him, probably giving him one of her infamous glares. “What are you laughing about?!” She exclaimed.
He shrugged, still laughing, “I'm just betting against myself on how long it will take you to hit on him.”
“You’re still waiting for me to hit on you," She replied, smacking the back of his head before looking back to me. “You’re in. For now.”
"Still holding out hope that your original guitarist will come back?" I lifted an eyebrow, Andy shaking his head no while Aurora nodded yes. I couldn't help but grin. Of course I didn't know the guys reasons for quitting, but my guess was that he wouldn't be running back to Aurora with arms wide open anytime soon.
"That or I'll find someone to replace you," She responded and I grinned, not sure what she had against me... or the world.
I shrugged my shoulders, "It'd be your loss..." I slid the strap from around my neck, cradling the guitar in my hands as I bent at the waist to pick my case up. There was silence as I kicked it open and set the instrument down gently, my eyes flicking up towards the brunette who was watching me carefully.
"My loss? I already have a hit song..." She said finally, breaking the silence. "Anyone would be lucky to play with me."
"Is that you hitting on him already?" Andy cut in, her gaze making him stop from going on with the jokes.
"Do you ever shut up?!" She asked him and he shook his head.
"That sounded dirty!!" He said with wide eyes before shooting me a smirk.
"I guess that I'm lucky then," I said in a monotone, ignoring their witty banter. My words sounded dry, but I knew that it was the truth. This could be my big break. All those dreams of making music my actual career? They didn't seem so ridiculous anymore.
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Baby you'll come knocking on my front door, same old line you used before.
♫ stop draggin' my heart around | stevie nicks feat. tom petty and the heartbreakers
 

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s+s | Baby you light up my world like nobody else.
♫ what makes you beautiful | savannah outen + jake coco

 
[collab with my perfect super baby @sassy ♥]
 
Jude Carter,
 
I leaned back in my seat, trying to block out the constant tapping across the room from me. Jordyn's eyes flicked up to meet mine and she stuck her tongue out at me, just like my kid sister always did when she was pouting or mad at me. The gesture wasn't as cute on a grown woman as it was on little Ave.
"How's Wendy?" She asked and my eyes narrowed on her, a sigh escaping her lips as she propped her elbows up on her desk and kept tapping her pen against the flat surface.
"Try that again," I said flatly, glancing at the clock to check how much time I had left. Fifteen minutes.
"Fine. How is Whitney?" She tried it again and a grin crept on my face as I looked through the window and saw my gorgeous girlfriend walking through the stations main door. I felt like all of the eyes on the room were falling on her. Hands down, she was the most beautiful girl they had ever seen... you could tell by the way they looked at her.
"She's good," I said nonchalantly and stood up, lifting my arms over my head to stretch as she walked into my office and smiled at me, ignoring the blonde I shared an office per usual. The two girls hated each other, neither of them ever admitted it, but it was clear to see.
"I'm a little early," She made her way over to my desk and pouted, a smile soon replacing it as she grinned.
I grinned back at her, my arms wrapping around her tiny waist to pull her body into mine, "It's fine. I can leave now."
"Are you sure?" She pressed her lips against mine, letting them linger a little before kissing me. I could hear Jord silently groaning from behind us, my lips pressing against Whitney's before she could turn around to insult the blonde whos bark was much worse than her bite.
"Positive," I muttered against her lips, pressing one more kiss against them before pulling back and shooting my partner a less than amused look. My hand slipped into Whit's, tangling together as we made our way out of the office, avoiding all of the glances of the men in the precinct until we were outside and walking towards the car.
"I still don't like her," Whit said quietly as I wrapped my hand around her waist and slipped my hand into her pocket, taking my time to touch her body before I grabbed the keys for my SUV.
"I know you don't," I grinned and she shot me a look. I kissed the top of her forehead before she could say another word. "I'm sure she doesn't like you either."
Her eyes widened, "Jude!!"
I shrugged, "Look at you. You're gorgeous."
"Good save," She smiled as I walked to the passengers side door and unlocked it for her, holding it open and closing it behind her. I booked a room at some fancy hotel a couple towns over for us, a small vacation and time for us to spend the entire weekend all by ourselves. No work, no friends or family interrupting us, and best yet, no babysitting Averie. I loved my sister, but she had to be the worlds biggest c.ck block. "So where are we going?"
I grinned as I closed my own door behind me, starting the car and pulling away from the curb, "It's a surprise."
"I didn't know what to pack..."
"That's okay baby. I'm fine with you being naked the whole weekend," I said seriously. The thought alone of her body got me hard.
"If you plan on keeping me locked somewhere then we could stay home," She said in monotone.
I ignored her tone, hoping that she was just trying to get a hint out of me instead of being serious. She was a silly girl like that, it was one of the many reasons why I loved her. "Did you pack for me too?" I asked instead, my eyes staring in front of me at the road.
"I did, I followed the instructions you left me on the fridge," She nodded and grinned, probably thinking of the note I had left for her. It didn't say much, just a few instructions and a little heart at the bottom.
A smirk make its way onto my face as I glanced at her quickly, the look on her face not only gorgeous but adorable too. "Such a good girlfriend," I said, still grinning.
She turned her body toward me, shifting against the seat and tucking her leg under her a.ss, "I need a reward for being so good," She said innocently... nothing about my girlfriend was innocent though. She never wore bras, she was the sexiest woman alive, a total sex goddess... she killed me.
"What do you want baby?" I asked with an amused expression on my face as my right hand dropped down on her thigh.
"Tell me where we're going," She said stubbornly and I should have guessed. Her words even sounded more like an order than a question.
I broke into a light laugh and shook my head, my hand back on the wheel making her pout instantly as I glanced sideways at her, "No way gorgeous, you have to wait."
She sighed, knowing that I wasn't going to give up but honestly, she probably wouldn't either. We were both stubborn as h.ll. Fights between us were always over the smallest things and never lasted more that a few hours. "But I hate waiting."
"I love it," I kept grinning, stepping on the gas pedal and speeding down the highway.
"I don't," She said quietly, resting her head against the seat and taking her time to look at me as the silence fell between us.
I let my eyes move back and forth between her tight body and the road, her eyes not leaving mine as we both kept quiet. "You know that when you're quiet you're usually thinking of an evil plan to get your way..." I trailed off, glancing at her from the corner of my eye.
"I promise I'm not." She shook her head, "I was thinking that I have a gorgeous boyfriend. And that I want a snack."
"We have dinner plans already," I said seriously, glancing at her as her eyes widened. "But we can stop and get something to hold you off if you're starving."
"I brought snacks instead," She smiled at me, her lips pursing together and making me wonder what she was thinking.
I nodded, biting back a grin as I looked back at the road to read the signs we kept passing. We already made our way out of the city and it probably wouldn't take more than another five minutes since the towns we lived by were small compared to our hometown. "What's that face for?" I asked her with my eyes flicking back to hers.
"I'm craving something salty...."
I suppressed a groan, the only thought on my mind was now her lips wrapped around my d.ck. My jeans were starting to feel a little more snug. Ugh. "Like what?"
"Pretzels," She said with a sigh. Definitely not what I had in mind.
My head turned to her and I raised a brow, shaking my head lightly as a grin made its way onto my face and I saw our exit up ahead. "You're lying," I hit the blinker and changed lanes, noticing from the corner of my eye as she read the signs for any clues as to where we were going.
"I'd never lie to you baby," Whitney leaned closer to me and set her hand on my upper thigh, not more than a few inches from my d.ck. "How long until we're there?"
I glanced down at her hand which was creeping closer and closer to my erection, tempting me to go around the block a few times since we were that close to the hotel. "Depends," I said simply as her hand skimmed my d.ck. Such a tease.
"On?"
"We're already here, but if you're planning on giving me a handjo.b then I'll circle the block until you're finished..." I trailed off and groaned, her hand now rubbing against me. Suddenly it was like the five star hotel and the suite I had booked for us was only a close second in my to do list. Whitney would definitely always be number one.
"Jude!!!" Her mouth fell open, not helping her case at all.
"Yes gorgeous?" I said innocently and smiled, pulling up to the place and finding a parking space right in front, opting out of the valet option since I never trusted anyone with my car.
She glanced out of the window before looking back into my eyes, biting down on her lip for preventing and kind of just turning me on even more. "This looks fancy baby," She said leaning into me and waiting for me to close the distance between us.
I set my hand on her cheek, my eyes dropping down to her soft lips a moment, "Only the best for my gorgeous girlfriend." I smirked and kissed her slowly, my lips adapting against hers and lingering a little before I pulled my head back regretfully.
"I have the perfect boyfriend. You're too good to me," She said before opening the door to jump out of the car, this time allowing herself to grin wide the second she thought I couldn't see her any longer. I could though... and my heart literally melted for how adorable she was.
Before she had the chance to say another word, I made my way over to where she was standing and checking out the front of the hotel carefully, her eyes taking in the exterior. My hand slipped into hers while my other hand tossed our bag over my shoulder to lead her into the sliding doors. The place definitely looked much better than they did in the pictures. It was probably the fourth of fifth place I had looked into because I wanted the best for Whitney. She had been kind of down on herself lately, and I wanted her to see how important to me she really was. She deserved the best and nothing less. "You deserve it," I said seriously and smiled, heading to the reception desk. The blonde behind the counter glanced our way, her eyes scanning me over like I was her prey. Obviously she wasn't my type - even more hard to notice with the gorgeous brunette hanging on my arm. No one ever compared to Whit looks wise though. My girlfriend was literally perfect. She hated when girls checked me out though... Which was happening right now. Her body was even starting to tense up and a grin was trying to force itself onto my lips. I fought it back though.
Whitney's hand slipped from mine, her body staying behind in the lobby as I walked over to the front desk to give the girl my name and reservation number. Pulling my credit card from my pocket, she handed me a room key back and smiled, wishing me a good day before I turned back around to find Whit studying the abstract paintings on the wall.
I walked up behind her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, waking her up from her daze as she looked up at me with an eyebrow cocked. "What?" I asked, knowing her too well to miss the look on her face.
She pursed her lips together but smiled eventually, snaking an arm around my waist, "Nothing. This place is gorgeous...you shouldn't-"
I cut her off, pressing my mouth against hers and making her smirk. "Wait to see our room," I grinned against her lips and pulled my head back, leading her to the elevator.
"Are we going to spend a lot of time there?" She asked while trying to keep an innocent face, but failing instead.
"Yes..." I trailed off and bit back a grin. "But we do have other plans tonight."
"Like what?" She looked up at me and leaned her tiny body into mine.
My arms wrapped tightly around her waist to hold her body against me. Tilting my head down, I pressed my lips to her neck and kissed and nipped at her skin, inhaling her scent and feeling like the luckiest guy alive. "You are so gorgeous Whitney," I muttered against her skin, parting my lips once more to suck on her neck, my teeth sinking gently into her skin until she was moaning. I knew that she asked me a question... just right now for the life of me, I couldn't remember what it was.
"You're distracting me..." She trailed off in a moan, the elevator coming to a stop. Her body tried to pull back from mine, but I kept my lips on her and hit a few buttons on the elevator. Seconds later the door was reclosing and we were moving again. "Baby!"
"Yes, my love?" I smirked, pulling my head back to enjoy the look on her face.
Her lips parted and I closed the space between us once more to kiss her, more passionate this time, leaving me hard and wanting her really bad. "Are you going to tell me what we're doing tonight?" She managed to ask finally, her lips still lingering on mine.
"That depends on what your answer is," I said and kissed her again, like I couldn't stop. I didn't really want to.
"Jude," She said in a breathy tone, her hands slipping underneath my shirt to rest on my abs. She had no idea what kind of effect she had on me, but I was hooked. "You're doing it again..."
I grinned and pulled my body away from hers, slipping my hand into her small hand with our fingers linked. The doors reopened, luckily on our floor once again. "I'll be better," I told her and smiled, bending down for the bag I had somehow dropped on the floor.
"Lies," She smiled back at me as I propped the bag up a little higher. "You still need to tell me what your question is..."
We walked down the hallway in silence, my mind kind of racing while my body just wanted to be all over Whit's. We stopped in front of the door and I slid the card from my pocket while she leaned her body into mine with her head resting on my shoulder. I slid my free arm around her waist and pulled her body closer to mine, kissing the top of her head as I pushed the door open, her eyes widening a little at all the rose petals I had set up earlier. It was hours ago so the room now smelt like a flower shop. Her head turned towards me and by that point I was already dropped down on one knee with the box containing the ring I had bought months ago perched on my hand. "Whitney Ford," I started, hearing my own voice shake which was so unlike me. So out of character. I was never nervous... I guess that every time I had ever felt my nerves getting the best of me was the night I first met Whit, the day I lost her, when I got her back... and now. I was really f.cking nervous and sure that it was showing on my face. "I love you more than anything and the thought of losing you kills me."
"Baby," Her voice cut in, so quiet it was almost a whisper and she looked like she was on the verge of crying. Hopefully that was a good sign and not a bad one.
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you... Help you see how perfect you truly are, how you mean the world to me," I paused for a second, trying to find the words I needed to say. "Will you marry me?"
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Give me a sign, I want to believe.

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Give me a sign, I want to believe.
♫ the ballad of mona lisa | panic! at the disco

 
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Every now and then, the stars align. Boy and girl meet by the great design. Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?
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♫ lucky ones | lana del rey
 

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(i used the drop shadow from her set)
 
Challenge:
1. Use one item from this set and make a set all in shades of blue!
2. Then tag 10 people.
 
I tag;
@volleyballchick
@emmylou
@sannerietman
@chrissykinz
@bella-bro
@boodle05
@xshadesofblackx
@seerenaa
@christi
 
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