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Post by SELENE HATHAWAY! on May 28, 2012 9:12:16 GMT -5
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► even from her bus, selene was able to hear the roar of drunken bodies surrounding a tasteful death's bus. at first, the voices were cluttered, making it impossible for the twisted vixen to familiarize herself with any of the voices, or make out what certain people were shouting along with; music or just stupidity. eventually, gambit's all-too familiar voice eventually carried above everyone else's, shouting for people to smart the fuck up if they 'didn't want food poisoning'. her concentration from her laptop was broken, and she tossed a glance towards her bunk's tinted window, only able to see the faint glow over the bus beside their's, leading towards that side of the parking lot.
that, right there, meant slade was throwing one of his famous parking lot barbecues. as if on cue, her stomach released a powerful grumble. on natural response, she grasped her beer can and raised it to her lips, tilting her head back until she was holding the tallboy of budweiser at a ninety degree angle. what little was left was swallowed slowly, a last minute reminder ringing in the back of her head that it was her last.
when she had swallowed all in her mouth, and became impatient with waiting for the droplets of beer to collect and fall, sel relaxed her head and tossed the can to join the other empties in the bus' aisle. rolling out of her bunk, she grabbed her sleeveless jacket and pulled it over her tube top as she made her way towards the exit. in her buzzed state, she could make out the tightness in her jean pockets if she concentrated enough; her zippo and cigarettes were snug in the front left pocket. the prime necessities for a borderline alcoholic on the prowl for anything if it meant more beer.
skipping down the stairs of the bus with a famous two-step at the bottom to catch herself, a bit of a smile crept onto her lips. steadying, she started to let her feet take her towards the music, smell of food, and the bright flares from something containing a controlled fire. by the time she arrived, gambit had swapped the barbecue manhandling in for marilyn knight. selene had the pleasure of walking around the wrong side of atd's bus, and witnessed their infamous acts of heated "affection". with a bit of a snickered sorry, she turned on her heels and marched around the opposite side, already forgetting the images of his hands practically ripping her g-string off. luckily, the side she rounded the bus on was the side that everyone's forgotten coolers had been ditched, paying off for the moment or two of heated awkwardness.
non-chalantly, she approached the closest one to her and bent down to lift the lid. selene got as far as grabbing a beer, but it was while she was going to stand back up that she noticed someone had walked up behind her. their shoes weren't familiar, so that meant it wasn't zach trying to scare the shit out of her, which just raised her curiosity even more as to who it could be. with just the hesitation it took to realize someone was there, she pulled the beer out and straightened, letting the cooler's lid slam on its own.
turning to face the body who'd almost scared the shit out of her, she let a surprised but slightly pleased smile tug at the corner of her lips upon seeing axel. "Oh. This isn't yours, is it?" she asked with a deviant tone and look to match, not waiting for an answer before popping the can's tab open. If it was, she was confident that she could find something to use as compensation for the alcohol.
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Post by axel wolff! on May 30, 2012 13:30:47 GMT -5
[/style][style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px; margin-bottom: -2px; text-transform: uppercase;margin-top: -535px;]Y O U H A V E A P U S S Y ! I H A V E A D I C K A ! [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; height: 275px; padding: 5px;] Weeks had gone by before Axel realized just how long it had been for he had actually partied and had a decent night of being drunk. Most of the time it just ended with him getting a phone call to come back to the venue to sort something out that someone had fucked up. Axel's frustration mixed with alcohol had never ended well and it wasn't until after he managed to punch one of the old assistance in the face that people realized that they had better wait until morning to call him in to fix the problem. This had only been a week ago that this new enforcement was made and now Axel was ready to hit it up with some of his friends and get fucking blasted.
Gambit was the first person who had managed to get a hold of, a guy who never let Axel down when it came to getting drunk, being a good wingman and just having a good time. When he had suggested one of his parking lot barbeques, how could Axel say no? He preferred those over going out on the town any day, everything was more intimate and he knew more people; going out to a club sometimes made the tank of a German man nervous and anxious, seeing as he hated being surrounded by strangers and hated crowds even more. Add the claustrophobic atmosphere and Axel would want out of there as soon as possible. That was why he loved the barbeques so much, he could have actual conversations as well as get totally fucked on alcohol and whatever else there was to be offered. Then it was a few steps away from the nearest bus where he could take a lovely woman to bed and fuck the brains out of her.
Usually, it was Gambit who showed him some of his friends and offered them up to Axel, but tonight, the second that the lead singer of 'A Tasteful Death's favourite blond walked onto the set, Axel knew he was on his own. He couldn't help but smirk when he watched her pull his wing man around to the back of the buses, knowing exactly what was about to happen. It would be a good hour before Gambit came back, knowing how him and Marilyn worked and Axel couldn't help but smirk to himself as he walked towards the cooler that he had brought, full of his own beer.
As he neared it, he noticed someone stealing one of his beer bottles, not that he actually cared, considering who it was who was doing the stealing. She was petite, but her legs seemed to go on forever and Axel couldn't help but notice the ink that coated them before he watched her turn around to look at him. Her face was just as enticing as the rest of her body; smirking at the sound of fieriness in her voice, he could only assume that she was Selene, the girl that Gambit had spoken about but hadn't exactly offered. Giving her an obvious once over, he resisted the urge to lick his lips and simply let his eyes to come back full circle to her face, "It is." he said simply before he watched her take a sip, "I hope you're expecting to pay for that." he teased before he reached down, having to reach around her to open the lid before grabbing a new bottle himself. When he stood back up, he popped off the lid with his belt buckle and took a swig himself, "I don't believe we've ever met." he stated before he loosely gestured towards the both of them, "Which band are you with? Maybe it will jog my memory."
STARRING: SELENE/ SIX | WORDS: SIX TWO ZERO| OUTFIT: HERE | NOTES: OMG THESE TWO ARE GUNNA BE SO FRAKIN' HOTTTT. | |
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Post by SELENE HATHAWAY! on Jun 21, 2012 21:28:18 GMT -5
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if you can't feel alive ○○○ there'd only been a few times where selene had ever been caught thieving from someone's cooler, and she had known the owners face to face before tonight's encounter. plus, after so many times from stealing out of gambit's cooler, selene stopped worrying about what the consequences might turn out to be after being caught red handed. but, of course, the only people who'd caught her hadn't been one of the tour's owner; who really cared about what a rock star thought about you when it came to alcohol? but your boss? bad impressions generally weren't selene's ambition. luckily, his mood hadn't seemed to turn negative when he found her out.
the way he bluntly overlooked her made her staggering mind waver from slightly promiscuous thoughts, to outrageous ideas. and he kept his cool about it, not letting a single feature she had visibly shake him. it made her want to make him tremble, to put in extra effort to get some sort of reaction that wasn't just a smug, and obviously interested gaze in his eyes. but luckily, she was capable of playing the same trick; and the use of the word 'trick' wasn't used very lightly. all her cool exterior situations were always fragments of her keeping her wildness under a strict self-control. it wasn't always the easiest, especially with fresh meat standing right in front of her, practically eye-fucking her already. it probably didn't help that he had a rough sense to him, something that attracted selene better than tattoos and piercings.
a bit of a sly grin pulled at her lips when he stated that he hoped she expected to pay for the beer she'd stolen. "i was just starting to toy with the idea, actually." when he leaned down to grab a beer from the cooler, she made no attempts to move or get out of his way. in fact, she kept her feet firmly planted where they were, wanting to see if he'd let himself get close enough to her to try and test her boundaries. because he didn't mind doing that, she knew he'd be a challenge in just about any situation she could ever face with him from here on out.
as he straightened, her eyes followed his posture. it wasn't until his hand moved to his belt buckle in order to pop the bottle's top off that her eyes adverted from his face, and she noticeably and very confidently checked out the view. her eyes remained on the belt buckle for almost the entire time, tracing her eyes with it, looking for the levers and straps; if she figured out how to open it before she got the chance, it'd be a much faster process if the opportunity ever came up. and she'd be lying if she said the thought about undoing his pants hadn't crossed her mind more than a handful of times since he'd approached her.
"dance floor society," she started, nodding her head to confirm that they hadn't actually met face to face before. she'd seen him from afar, but usually she was up to her ears with things to do, or distractions, so having a conversation with the rumoured freak had never been able to happen. "i just do their make up, nothing heroic." she finished with a modest tone, making it obvious that she really couldn't care less about her 'lesser than less' position in the band's crew. the fact that she was here was all the reward she wanted. "you can call me sel. something tells me you already know my name."
taking a moment, she lifted her beer up to her lips and tilted her head back, swallowing a few large mouthfuls to get rid of her dry mouth and throat. when she was able to catch her breath, and her attention was fully back on the man in front of her, she swooped some of the hair obstructing her view of completely seeing him from her eyesight. catching herself halfway through sending him a hazed look of tipsy lust, she glanced over his shoulder in the direction of the crew bus for dance floor society. "if you're serious about that payment, i think i left my wallet on the bus.. you can come get it, if you're interested." without further words, she tore her gaze seemingly easily from him and circled around his left side to walk past him. all the while, she didn't cast a glance behind her to see if he was following.
she knew that if the sway of her hips in her tight jeans didn't do the trick, then it was a lost cause anyway. axel ○ 781 ○ outfit ○ unffffff ;D |
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Post by axel wolff! on Jun 25, 2012 18:02:07 GMT -5
[style=font-family: times; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 10px;]I W I L L F O R S A K E Y O U , D E S T R O Y A N D U N M A K E Y O U [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;]Having taken pride in the fact that he always felt himself as suave, cool and collected around woman that he basically already fucking in his head, Axel felt slightly disturbed when he saw that she knew what he was doing. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized just how obvious he had made it to her that he was, in fact, thinking about how she would feel wrapped around his dick. It was pleasant surprised to also realize that she seemed to be just as interested in the thought as he was and that she caught onto the actual type of payment he was asking for had nothing do to with dollar bills, "Oh were you? What kind of payment did you have in mind, exactly?" he asked, a smirk forming on his lips. Axel was all about keeping people in the dark about things, especially when it came to what he was thinking. There were times when he scared himself with his own thoughts, but right now he was only arousing himself with them, Shocking, just what the mind can do to the body when all you have it something in front of you. Of course, the thought of having this certain girl on top of him (if he was correct in his assumption) only made him more aroused because he knew he would be pissing off a certain someone by doing so.
His assumption was confirmed when she spoke of which band she was; Selene Hathaway, she was just the girl he had been looking forward to, tonight. Now he would be able to see just how good she felt as well as knowing how to piss of Zach to no end, "If i know how women are, you are their hero on a daily basis." he explained chuckled before he nodded and gestured towards her, his memory kicking in, "Selene Hathaway. Now I remember." he added, "Such a shame I would forget a face like yours. I must have been intoxicated or something when we first met." he admitted before he chuckled warm heartedly. Axel may seem like a deviant, but that usually only ever came out when he as in bed with a woman or just upset. Seeing as they weren't in bed yet, he would keep being himself until the clothes were coming off.
After he had reached down, grabbed a beer and opened it, he took a big swig before pulling it from his lips and taking another eye-full of the woman standing before him. It was getting hard for him to keep his thoughts just in his mind, especially when she was making it just as obvious that she wanted him just as bad. It had been a while that the sexual tension had grown to this magnitude and Axel almost didn't know what to do with himself. Even after having so much experience, it still caught him off guard, which is why he loved it so fucking much. Being snapped out of his own thoughts, he heard her voice and looked right at her, fighting the urge to lick his lips as she invited him onto the bus. He knew exactly what she meant as he watched her walk past him and took in the sight of her swaying hips. How was anyone supposed to say no to such a thing? Axel sure as hell wasn't going to.
Smirking to himself, he followed after her, knowing it wouldn't be long until they would be inside of the bus where there was at least a bit more privacy than there had been outside.
Watching her climb in, her followed suit, walking in before he sauntered behind her, put his beer bottle on the closest nearby surface (after taking one last swig, of course) and reached his hands out to place them on her hips. Leaning his head down and towards her ear, he let his lips just lightly trace over it before breathing words that he knew she would be able to ear, "I seriously hope you didn't actually plan on giving me money...because I am much more interested in something else..." as he spoke, his hands slid forward and upward towards her breasts, becoming pleasantly surprised at the lack of bra she was wearing. After he finished speaking, he gently nipped on her ear lobe before placing his lips on her neck, everything painfully slow. [/style] |
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