Post by Scarlette Wright on May 16, 2018 19:55:13 GMT
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Scarlette pulled on the hair tied up on both sides of her head with an almost childish wonder as she watched the club’s door with intrigue. She had nothing to do except lose herself in the lusts life had to offer, whether that’d be drugs or alcohol or both she didn’t care. All she wanted was to have fun and loads of it. Her pink lips twitched into a bright happy grin as she pushed both palms on the heavy set of doors. She didn’t mind the thick scent of cigarette smoke or loud boasts from wasted men either losing at pool or winning a pissing contest in the bathroom.
She ran her fingers across the shoulder of a tall man close to the door, her gentle touch trailed down the length of his arm before she took his drink for herself. Scarlette thanked her low top and raw charm for the lack pf protests from the handsome fellow but she didn’t forget to spare him a quick wink before delving deeper into the rowdy chaos. She lived for this environment, she thrived here, albeit she wasn’t completely sane in any sense of the word, she hadn’t been for a very long time.
Scarlette eyed the dark hair of a man by the bar, she couldn’t see his face but something about him drew her attention and she couldn’t help but try her luck. Her slim hips swing from left to right as she slipped through the dance floor, she stopped every few seconds to dive into the music with all her senses before she slid up to the bar.
Scarlette slid her fingers along the strangers back and leaned forward with a spirited grin. “What’s with the long face? A man like you shouldn’t be sitting all alone”, she leaned closer taking the first drink out of the bartender’s hand meant for a lady two seats from her. She turned with a wide, unapologetic grin to the brunette and tossed her a few bills. “get yourself two darling. The grownups are talking” , while she was fully aware the stranger didn’t appreciate her subtle theft of the drink she didn’t give a single fuck.
Been a lover, been a cheat , All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
T
his city had been his recent stop in a never ending road trip. No ties to any cities or anyone was just the way of life for him. The again when you where on the run from a dark past it was just better that he stayed away from growing roots. He had just picked up this bouncer job two nights ago and even though it was temporary. All he needs was the few weeks pay to get ready for his next move. He really had a goal to make a few trips across the states then buy his way to another country. When your a wanted man you couldn't just hop on delta airlines. All because of emotions and attachment he was gonna be screwed for a long time if they caught him.
Not only was he running from the cops but G.A.D.E.M had been looking for him since he managed to escape. Its kinda hard to keep smoke trapped anywhere so it worked out for him. Tonight was a slow night for the club So he just sat by the door and sipped on a glass of whiskey. When he felt the touch of soft fingers trail down his arm deep blue eyes shot to a women who came in. Her hair was in pig tails and her outfit screamed daddy issues. Short shorts and fish net stockings with a good bit of skin showing. When her fingers snatched his drink he was a bit preoccupied staring at features of hers. Watching her move into the crowd he glanced at the bar tender who slid him another drink.
The Brunette behind the bar had been his flavor of the past few nights but now he didn't even see her. This blonde Pig tailed girl had caught every bit of interest that he could muster. The look on his face was vacant as he watched her moving on the dance floor. Sliding onto a stool he leaded back against the bar and stared. When she stared moving back towards him and slid onto the bar beside him he could feel her fingers on his shoulders. "Is that so?" Cole spoke when she spoke about him being alone as if it were a crime or something. The tone of his voice wasn't anything warm and welcoming but the was a bit of a devilish smirk on his lips.
One glance was shot to the bartender who was fuming jealousy at his new found interest. "Its a slow night im taking off, you know how to get me if you need to." His words seemed to kick her in the gut because of his general tone. Cole wasn't much of one for live parties and loud clubs but his tiny mobile house was outback. "How about I make you a better drink at my place? I got all the party you could need." Grabbing her hand he headed out back with her in tow. In the vacant lot behind the bar his home of sorts was found.
Opening the door he went straight to the shelf full of assorted alcohol and a box of other assorted substances. Pouring a more expensive quality of Irish whiskey in their glasses he offered her one. Cole wasn't much one for talking and he would just as soon get down to why they were really here. "There's a Jacuzzi out back if you wanted to relax." Stepping back outside with his drink and the box of party favors. Turning on some of the strung up Christmas like patio lights he switched on the Jacuzzi and it lit up. Setting down the items in his hand on the edge he didn't waste much time stripping from clothing and sliding into the warm water. "Not afraid to get your hair wet are yah?"
Post by Scarlette Wright on May 20, 2018 17:53:37 GMT
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“Now that’s an offer I can’t refuse”, Scarlette felt almost giddy in excitement and she had to keep from running her hands over his skin knowing there were far better times to be had in the privacy of his place. If he didn’t turn out to be a psychopathic serial killer luring her to an early grave. Still, she didn’t give a single fuck about the dangers of drifting somewhere else with a complete stranger, besides, Scarlette was almost certain she was more dangerous to him than he could be to her.
Scarlette rushed into his home without sparing a moment to thought, all she wanted was a good time and he was looking like the perfect ingredient. She took the glass offered to her with an excited grin and tossed the enticing liquid into her mouth with eager excitement. The whiskey burned her throat and tore through her taste buds like a hurricane. Her eye lit up at the happy taste of the drink against her lips.
“This ought to be fun!”, Scarlette followed him outside before stripping out of her clothes. The pale skin of her slim body greeted the slight breeze with a grin before she tossed the last of her undergarments to the side. Without a sliver of shyness she swung herself into the water with a content sigh and set the empty glass aside on the edge.
“Not afraid to get anything wet darling”, her left eye shut in a quick, playful wink before she leaned closer and slid an arm over his shoulder. “Didn’t look like your friend back at the club liked me very much”, there was a playful tone to her lips remembering the jealous glare from the tall bartender. With a handsome face like he’s she was sure a lot of women in there didn’t like her very much, it still didn’t deter her for a single second.
Been a lover, been a cheat , All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
T
here was a daring grin on his lips as she watched this pale skinned woman. Was she really willing to dive on in with some random bar fling outside in the city night? As she started to strip out of her clothing a gentleman may have looked away. Well, the thing about Cole was that he never claimed to be any sort of gentleman. So blue eyes watched her like a hawk watching its prey and damn she was a good looking sight.
Curves in all the right places and flawless porcelain skin which begged for someone to leave their mark. Sipping his drink as she slipped into the water with him the smirk never left his lips. Feeling the arm on his shoulder his hands swam through the water and grabbed her hips. With an effortless tug, she floated into his lap. "Oh, don't worry about her. She is just mad because she is not the flavor of the week."
There was a bit of devilish mischief in his eyes as he stared at her. Rough hands gripped her waist tightly holding her close to him as he leaned into the crook of her neck. Her skin smelt so sweet and after a moment his lips had eagerly taken a taste they wanted so badly. AS his lips moved up her neck teeth tugged at the skin before he pressed his lips to hers. Whatever gloss she had on tasted sweet like berries.
Cole's fingers started to roam but the sound of a gunshot and a flower pot shattering near them caught his attention. Suddenly he vanished into a cloud of smoke and appeared outside the Jacuzzi. Grabbing his pants he looked up to see GADEM agents and his fist clenched. "Let's go." Cole placed a hand on her shoulder to test something he never tried. Both of the mutants vanished into smoke and within minutes they were across town in an alley next to a hotel.
Sure he was a noncommital ass but he wasn't going to leave someone to be tortured by Gadem because of him. "You should be safe to go home. I need to go and you don't wanna follow me. Would be ill-advised." Cole handed her his shirt and turned away heading down the alley. All his belongings were back there so he just needed to find a place to lay low until the heat wore off.
Post by Scarlette Wright on Jun 29, 2018 12:04:44 GMT
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Scarlette smirked at the effortless tug, she felt weightless in that moment and a little too proud of the words sliding through his lips. Her mind raced with thoughts that left her flesh flushed with a curious heat, Cole obviously knew just what buttons to push and she was eager to delve into his extensive skill set. Scarlette herself wasn’t exactly known for focusing on a single body of meat for too long, she grew bored and soon enough she was off to find the excitement she lived for somewhere else. Cole seemed like the right pit stop to flood her mind with a memorable time, for a while at least.
Her eyes closed and her lips parted for a soft moan of pleasure at the tug of teeth at the sensitive skin of her neck, she didn’t hesitate to embrace the kiss with a lustful dedication. She pressed the weight of her figure against his with a playful mischief slowly clouding her mind and interrupting her thoughts with relentless effort. Her skin tingled under painstakingly euphoric electrical impulses under his touch, until a gunshot shattered the flower pot and drew her glare to the horizon. She couldn’t see the culprit but she didn’t care much either.
“Can’t even get a little privacy”, she bared her flesh as she stood to her feet and flipped off the horizon with a sneer. Scarlette wasn’t exactly the kind of person to shy from danger, in hindsight she was borderline nuts when it came down to anything crazy enough to kill her. She was halfway down to tuck her undergarment into her palm when she felt his hand over her shoulder, a strange feeling of weightlessness engulfed her and she had to catch herself on his shoulders when her feet solidified on new soil.
“Neat trick”, she grinned almost proudly looking up at his handsome features, she had no idea he was a mutant too and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to divulge her own little secret just yet. “I’ve got one too”, fuck it, she was never one for caution and she was damn proud to be a mutant.
“Does it look like I give a fuck what you advise”, she slipped into the soft fabric of her underwear with a happy sign and a sway of her hips before tucking his shirt over her shoulders. “I haven’t had this much fun in weeks”, she was hopeful he didn’t vanish into fog again purely because she hoped more excitement would follow his pretty face.
She reached down to tie a firm knot in the shirt donning her slender figure, she didn’t give half a shit how much of her legs were bare to the world around them. Besides, she appreciated the crispy cold air that slowly blew up against the soft lengths of her skin. “So, where to next?”, she offered a playful wink and a happy shrug glancing up at him with a mischievous excitement ablaze in her eyes.
