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Post by melanie on Nov 11, 2010 21:42:19 GMT -5
Effie had call addison over, her latest boy toy. she wasn't even going to get ready for him, not that he would care. a girl willing to put out was the girl for addison. sometimes effie wanted him to be just her's, but she knew that wasn't happening. effie popped a few pills into her mouth, swallowing them with vodka straight from the bottle.
everyone told her she was addicted, but she didn't think so. she just liked the way it felt to soar above the coulds with the birds. no, she wasn't addicted. effie looked into the mirror hanging on the wall. she didn't look that bad for just waking up. her hair was a bit of a mess, but who cared. her hair was always a mess. her think eyeliner was just starting to smear. by the end of the day, it would be down to her cheeks. her body was barely covered, a gray sweatshirt covering her torso, and her cheetah undies exposed to the world.
she didn't have as much jewelry on as she normally did, but she was still wearing some. she didn't even know where the rest of the jewelry she put on before she went out last night was. probably lost. she sat on her bed, she was getting impatient waiting for this kid.
ew sorry -- Words Somebody Called Addison -- Tagged ENTER PRETTY NOTE -- Notes pjs! -- Outfit
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Post by addybear on Nov 11, 2010 22:40:53 GMT -5
Addison pushed his burning cigarette butt against the side of the prison-like building that he currently called home. It didn't matter to him that what he did to the wall could be considered vandalism, it wasn't as if the black marks he left across the wall wouldn't come off. Besides, it was the least management could do, making him smoke outside and whatnot, he could as easily do it in his dorm. He smirked letting the last of his burnt tobacco out into the air through his nose. It seemed to Addison, as ironic as it seemed, that smoking cleansed him of any stress what-so-ever, not that he ever really had any. He pushed himself off of the wall on which he leaned and started towards the lady dormitories. It seemed that there was a certain young lady that required his services. He dropped his cigarette butt in a garden bed as he began to walk.
Something dark crept over Addison's eyes as he made the trek towards the dorms. Perhaps it was lust, he needed a release of some sort, anything would do... not that Effie was anything. She was, after all, quite pretty and she did get the job done. His shoes slapped the pavement in a rhythmic pattern as he pushed his hands into his gray hooded vest, no shirt underneath just as he liked it. Simple. His stride was painfully slow for him. He knew what was waiting for him in that goddamn building but he couldn't bring himself to walk any faster.
Addison pushed his way into her dorm room, a sneaky playful grin planted on his beautiful facial features. His eyes that roamed the room resembled a predator searching out its prey. He spotted her as he shut the door with a quiet click, he leaned against it crossing his arms slightly. His dark eyes drank in her appearance, she was dressed int absolutely nothing. "You look simply... delectable." He said grinning darkly. It was safe to say that Addison couldn't wait to have her naked underneath him. It was safe to say he couldn't wait to do things to her and gain the release he so desperately sought. He was way above pleasuring himself, after all that was for those who couldn't get a lady into bed and he most definitely wasn't one of those guys.
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Post by melanie on Nov 11, 2010 22:55:43 GMT -5
soon before addison arrived, effie felt the pills start to work. her lovely, lovely pills. laying down softly, she looked at the ceiling. her mind started to wander, mostly about addison. about how when she was with him sometimes he would leave bruises, about how he made her feel, but it was something she wanted to feel. It was something she felt with no one else.
she heard the door open and she shot up. silently praying that it wasn't someone who worked for the school. if it was, she would be screwed. Liquor bottles scattered her floor, empty pill bottles were in a stack, waiting to be refilled, and a bag of spliff was on her bedside table. not exactly the best thing for them to see. she would probably be kicked out. if she was kicked out, she wouldn't have anywhere to go. her parents wouldn't let her back in the house, especially if she got kicked out for having drugs.
but no, thankfully, it was addison. a sly smile appeared on her lips. hearing his comment, her smile turned into a smirk. she didn't say anything, she rarely said anything to him until she had b een around him for a few minutes. she stood up and picked up a bottle of liquor. she didn't bother checking what it was. she took a big gulp out of it and offered it to him.
ew sorry -- Words Somebody Called Addison -- Tagged ENTER PRETTY NOTE -- Notes pjs! -- Outfit
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Post by addybear on Nov 12, 2010 17:54:10 GMT -5
His eyes traveled down her body slowly, imagining how amazing it would be if she'd come over here. Addison's eyes shifted to the ground. It was a mess, something that he'd never allow in his portion of the room. There was something gross about leaving one's clothing and empty bottles on the floor that just grossed him out. His eyes shifted off of the floor and at her body once more... and then up to her lips. He smirked, wanting nothing more than to wipe the grin right off of her face. There was something about that smile that just made him want to erase all traces of it. He pushed off the wall and took a step towards her.
Addison glanced at the bottle of liquor and took it from her hand in a violent manner. He set it on the nearest surface with a soft sound. In a quick fluid motion he moved right in front of her body, looking down into her face. His eyes looked down upon her in a playful and dark manner. A dangerous looking smile planted itself on his mouth, he pressed his body close to hers. His smile turned into a smirk and then into a frown, another smile pulled at the corner of his lips as he thought about what he was going to do to her body. He pushed his lips against her roughly, not wanting to waste any time at all. Addison could taste the liquor fresh on her lips as he pushed her back against the nearest wall, forgoing the bed altogether.
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Post by melanie on Nov 13, 2010 0:36:45 GMT -5
effie watched him as he eyed her floor. he was probably grossed out, like everyone, but oh well. it's not like she needed to impress him. when he took the bottle she thought he was going to drink some, but no. he just set it down. that works too. more for herself. when he got closer to her, she bit on her lip softly and before she knew it, she was pressed against a wall and his lips were pressed against her's.
she broke away from the kiss for a second to take a look at him. after a few seconds, she pushed him a few inches away from her body to give herself just enough room to move. she yanked off the sweatshirt, her necklace coming off with it. she pulled off his sweatshirt, throwing it across the room. now she was the impatient one.
she almost felt like she needed to be with him right now. it was the drugs talking most likely. she felt the need to be closee to a person. it didn't matter if it was addison or some random person. though, she would really be doing this with a random person. she stopped her mind from wandering and pulled him back close to her.
she didn't kiss him, she just looked at him. "well, what are you waiting for?" she kissed him hardly, pressing her barely clothed body against his. she was getting highly impatient the longer this went on. normally she wanted the begining to last awhile so she'd have more time with him. normally after they were done he would leave and she never had the courage to ask him to stay for awhile.
325 -- Words Somebody Called Addison -- Tagged yay! better! it's so hard to describe this stuff! but we gotta! ahaha. -- Notes pjs! -- Outfit
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Post by addybear on Nov 13, 2010 1:45:32 GMT -5
The liquor flavored kisses abruptly stopped, he was growing annoyed. This was his show, not hers, he enjoyed the foreplay as much as she act. Addison was suddenly scantily clad in nothing but his tight jeans, and she even less clothed. He liked the way this was heading, just not the speed that it had succumb to. There was something just so delightful about foreplay, perhaps it was all the squirming and the begging that it led to, it turned him on more than anything. All the sounds that came forth, who knew that sound could turn one on as much as sight and touch. He let his gaze shift all over her body, drinking in the sexy underwear that covered the rest of her body. The undergarments were a few things that really needed to go... eventually.
His eyes, which flicked back to her face, were colored with deep annoyance, and he pulled away from her liquor stained lips. Addison needed to take charge, he felt like it was his birthright to do so. He was the man, not that he was normally a sexist pig. The pig part perhaps, but definitely not the sexist part. "Ah ah ah," he said, scolding her ever so slightly for her 'take charge' behavior, ignoring her comment altogether. He moved one of his hands to her hip gently, his skin caressed hers barely as it moved up her body. Addison's other hand was busy at work searching for her hand with a purpose. Both of his hands moved with a purpose, the first to find her hand inflicting as much sexual frustration as he could possibly muster, the other took a more direct approach by just grabbing her hand. They both completed their goals and pulled her hands away from her body. He secured them against the wall so that they'd stay out of his way. Addison's lips moved to her jawline... and down to her neck. His lips stopped at her ear. "Be a good girl,"
[/b] he whispered against the soft skin of her neck, before he bit down on her soft skin a little less than gently. Addison's lips moved against her neck in a pattern of sucking, kissing, and biting. He loved necks, he thought the skin on them was just so delicate that it could be considered beautiful. [/blockquote][/justify] [/size] |
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Post by melanie on Nov 13, 2010 12:35:04 GMT -5
staring at him as he looked her over made her feel good. hearing him scold her, she rolled her eyes. while she loved that he took charge, she just wasn't in the mood to deal with it. her mind almost wasn't even there. but then she felt his lips on her neck and tilted her head back, letting out a soft moan. it was then she noticed her arms were pinned onto the wall, and she bit her lip. this was why she loved being with addison. and plus, he was good at what he did.
effie started to breathe a little harder, finding it hard to keep control of herself. all she could think about was his skin on her's and him sucking and biting on her neck. she let out another soft moan, pushing her body closer to him. she was never one to make a lot of noise during these things, or anything for that matter, but she couldn't stop herself from making at least some noise.
325 -- Words Somebody Called Addison -- Tagged i didn't know where to go haha. -- Notes pjs! -- Outfit
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Post by addybear on Nov 14, 2010 22:51:57 GMT -5
His mouth sucked on her neck in one spot, aiming to make his mark clearly visible while wearing any low collar shirt. It was obvious that for the time being she was his, but not the other way around. He slept with whoever he wanted that would let him when he wanted. Some people weren't even willing at first, they turned to putty in his hands. When he was satisfied with the mark that his mouth had made he moved up her neck to her jaw line, biting and sucking the skin as he went. It was then that his hands began putting more pressure upon each of her wrists, holding them even tighter against the wall than before. Addison's lips moved up to her mouth once more, pulling her liquor stained bottom lip into his mouth with one gently suck. He pressed his tall masculine body harder against her feminine one. There was something equally lovely about men and woman, but he had to admit that woman were more fun. His hands brought her hands up above her head slowly, his left hand taking control of keeping both of her hands out of trouble. Addison planted his lips against Effie's as his free hand began to wander down her body.
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