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i just want a “my bestfriend dated my ex-boyfriend so as a revenge, i will date her older brother” cause idk i just want to

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bittersweet starters from songs I know

an ask meme with lyrics from songs I always wanted to use as starters. Most of those are pretty angsty! 

“I’m sorry, I’m an asshole, I said things I don’t mean.”

“I need someone to be close, not someone who comes and goes.”

“I wanna be your drunk text romance”

“Don’t you just love the desire taking hold of you? I can tell you do.”

“I know all your favorite spots.”

“It’s 4:03 and I can’t sleep without you next to me.” 

“I’d walk through hell for you.” 

“You don’t know me, you don’t even care.”

“I think I’ll start it over, where no one knows my name.”

“I said I’d never let you go and I never did.”

“I’ll keep you safe here with me.”

“Bullshit, you fucking miss me.”

“You are still the only thing and everything I need in my life.”

“I try to write you poems, but the words they don’t make sense.”

“I think you’re changing, don’t worry, you don’t have to stay the same.”

“Can we talk about this later? Your voice is driving me insane.”

“I’d sleep better on your floor than I would ever in my bed.”

“You are a broken heart tattoo I’ll have forever on my chest.”  

“I totally get you, I was a birdcage and you were meant to fly.”

“I can love you in secret, but no one can know.”

“But there are standards I expect our breaking up to measure up to.”

“When you fall in love as hard and recklessly as you and I did, it seems that the final act should have the same intensity as the first scene.”

“It’s a train wreck of an ending, it’s the same as if we’d never even met.”

“You can’t miss what you forget.”

“I fell for you like a child.“ 

“I don’t know why I trusted you but I knew that I could.”  

“I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt.”

“So come on, tell me, is this the end?”

“With tears in my eyes, I begged you to stay.”

“Make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face.”

“Consider this a letter that I’ve never sent.”

“Do you still consider me the boy you laughed with or someone you’ve learned to live without?”

“You couldn’t make me not alone.”

“You think we’re Bonnie and Clyde, but both of them fucking died.”

“I wanna love you but we’d just fight.”

“You think I know you as well as I should, I tried to know you the best that I could.”  

“You never showed me how much you cared.”

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when all your replies are backed up but you’re still taking more plots

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endless photos of alexis ren; 9/∞

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‘we’ve been fucking with no strings attached but i just saw you go upstairs with another guy and im drunk and following you both upstairs to punch the shit out of him’

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“i had to be ur fake boyfriend/girlfriend bc some creep was hitting on you and it was making you uncomfortable and now i have busted knuckles and a cut lip but hey are u okay” au

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STARTER  FOR    —    @dyanmite​

STORYLINE    —    this

               another  night  hitting  the  clubs  with  his  best  friend  and  as  always,  they  were  joking  about  with  each  other.  people  outside  of  the  two  of  them,  might  mistake  it  for  more  than  just  friendship,  but  to  them  it’s  only  that.  friendship.  one  like  no  other  julian’s  ever  had.  not  only  is  she  hot  as  fuck    (  and  there’s  no  denying  that  she  is  )    but  she  also  has  a  strong  personality,  who  can  go  up  against  julian’s  cocky  way  of  being.  he’s  a  stripper,  so  being  cocky  kind  of  comes  as  part  of  the  job  description    ;    even  though  he  swears  he’s  only  doing  it  until  he  lands  an  acting  gig  that  can  pay  the  bills  and  give  him  money  to  spend.  nearly  every  man  in  the  bar  is  staring  at  the  female  friend,  and  julian  grins  at  his  her,  as  she  sucks  her  drink  in  a  strangely  seductive  way,  through  her  straw.  probably  the  reason  for  everyone’s  eyes  are  on  her  “  why  don’t  you  just  suck  my  dick  already  ?  ”  he  jokes,  before  shaking  his  head,  emptying  his  own  drink  ...  without  a  straw,  mind  you.  “  let’s  dance  !  ”  he  shouts  over  the  thumping  bass,  but  doesn’t  wait  for  an  answer  before  grabbing  her  hand  and  leading  her  out  into  the  dance  floor.  he  would  never  admit  it  because  she’s  his  friend,  but  one  of  the  reasons  why  he  wants  to  dance,  is  so  he  can  be  close  to  her  body  with  his  hands  on  her  in  a  shameless  way.  

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EMANUEL  +  THEA

thea had only begun working in this club last week. it was supposed to be an upgrade from her last job, she had been told that the customers would more willing to drown her with money, yet she had come to learn all the ugly ways wealth corrupt people. when you have all the power and money in the world, it’s easy to feel like a god. everything else seems so little, everyone comes with a price tag attached. it made rejecting them an arduous task she had to perform every day, as some of her worst experiences had come from the insufferably snobbish clients from this club that made her blood churn. had it happened to her outside of her workplace, it would have resulted in punches and blood by now instead of empty threats and heated curses.

“no, he tried to grope me and said all these disgusting things that i’d rather not repeat.” thea rolled her eyes as bile rose from her stomach. was respect that complicated of a concept to comprehend? if she had wanted to earn extra by sleeping with whichever filthy rich man that had his hungry eyes on her, she would have said yes to the countless offers she had received ⁠— the only barrier keeping her from doing that was her will. “are you the new bouncer?” finally. she turned to the stranger who approached them as she continued to struggle uncomfortably, “i think you can do more than just talk.”

               had  emanuel  or  any  of  his  club  brothers  known  this  was  a  regular  occurrence  at  euphoria,  they  would  have  stepped  in  long  ago  and  enhanced  security.  alas,  they  didn’t.  so  when  seeing  the  woman  struggle,  a  feeling  of  anger  washed  over  him,  that  something  like  this  could  happen  in  a  place  he’d  tried  keeping  in  order  with  an  iron  fist.  the  enforcers  at  his  club  had  a  good  grasp  of  security,  so  not  once  had  emanuel  doubted  the  safety  of  the  dancers.  he  ignored  her  question  asking  if  he  was  the  new  bouncer,  before  stepping  closer  to  the  man  holding  on  to  her  arm,  “  i  just  want  to  remind  you,  i  tried  being  civil  ”  he  was  seething,  so  the  words  slithered  out  through  gritted  teeth.  before  anyone  could  blink  an  eye,  he  pried  the  man’s  hand  off  the  girl,  before  twisting  his  arm  behind  his  own  back  while  growling  in  his  ear,  “  count  yourself  lucky,  you  bastard.  i  ever  see  you  in  here  again,  you  best  believe  it  won’t  end  this  well  ”  seeing  as  the  reapers  were  trying  to  keep  the  strip  club  as  legitimate  as  possible,  he  let  the  man  go  by  pushing  him  back  into  the  club,  not  wanting  the  dancer  to  witness  the  idiot  with  his  arm  broken  in  front  of  her  or  for  the  police  and  ambulance  to  show  up.  that  didn’t  mean  he  couldn’t  send  one  of  his  club  brothers  to  take  care  of  the  man,  off  the  property.  sending  a  look  between  the  man  and  the  exit,  to  one  of  his  brothers  sitting  at  the  bar,  emanuel  was  sure  it  would  be  handled  for  him.  turning  back  towards  the  dancer,  he  tilted  his  head,  “  are  you  okay  ?  ”  he  asked,  before  looking  back  over  his  shoulder,  “  he  will  be  handled.  so  don’t  worry  about  him  being  back  here  another  time.  ”  he  tried  to  reassure  her,  before  nodding,  “  i’m  emanuel.  i’m  a  partial  owner  of  this  club  ”  not  a  total  lie,  “  what’s  your  name  ?  ”  he  asked  in  a  gentle  tone,  looking  into  her  eyes,  but  not  daring  to  touch  her  after  the  whole  thing.

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STARTER  FOR    —    @gvngsigns​

STORYLINE    —    this

               going  on  this  graduation  roadtrip  had  definitely  not  been  albert’s  idea.  sure,  all  his  friends  were  going  and  at  first,  he’d  been  excited    ;    that  was  until  hearing  that  his  long  time  crush  was  coming  on  the  trip.  not  only  that,  but  the  guy  she’d  dated  for  a  while  their  senior  year  was  coming  too    ;    a  guy  albert  couldn’t  stand.  somehow  his  friends  had  roped  him  into  going  despite  everything  and  they  were  now  ending  their  first  day  on  the  road  by  pulling  their  small  bus  into  some  roadside  motel  parking  lot,  while  trying  to  figure  out  the  room  situation.  quickly  people  paired  up,  until  albert  stood  on  the  dusty  parking  lot  next  to  his  crush.  having  half-expected  her  to  pair  up  with  her  ex,  he  smiled  slightly  to  himself  when  they  were  the  last  two  without  a  buddy  for  the  night.  his  smile  quickly  faltered  though,  when  they  reached  the  front  office  and  were  told  all  rooms  had  a  queen  sized  bed.  it  would  have  been  one  thing  to  share  a  room  with  his  crush,  it  was  a  whole  other  thing  to  share  a  bed  with  her.  swallowing  hard,  albert  tried  to  picture  having  to  lay  next  to  her,  unable  to  kiss  or  touch  her,  and  the  thought  was  hell.  looking  towards  her,  his  heart  begun  beating  faster,  before  he  shrugged  and  grabbed  the  key  to  their  room,  “  guess  we’re  roomies  ”  a  small  smile  appeared  on  his  lips,  before  nodding  for  her  to  lead  the  way  towards  their  room.  

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OPEN  TO    —    female  muses  from  age  20  to  35.

CHARACTER    —    emanuel  accardi.  thirty-one.  president  of  a  mc.

             emanuel  had  been  around  the  mc  in  one  way,  shape,  or  form,  since  his  early  teen  years.  he  therefore  had  a  lot  of  knowledge  of  how  things  worked  for  the  club  and  their  businesses.  when  he’d  been  voted  as  president  of  the  southern  california  chapter  of  the  phantom  reapers  mc,  he’d  had  a  vision  of  doing  things  differently  than  their  previous  president.  his  wanting  to  do  things  differently,  was  the  reason  he  now  found  himself  at  the  clubs  main  source  of  income,  a  strip  club  named  euphoria.  about  once  a  week  emanuel  found  himself  at  the  club  during  open  hours,  checking  in  on  the  dancers,  making  sure  everyone  and  everything  was  taken  care  of.  because  although  the  club  was  involved  in  an  array  of  illegal  activities,  their  strip  club  was  a  legit  form  of  income  and  a  way  to  launder  money.  with  being  there,  checking  up  on  things,  he  was  protecting  their  assets.  so  when  stepping  into  the  backstage  area,  where  only  staff  and  dancers  were  allowed,  and  seeing  an  unknown  man  in  a  hushed  but  heated  argument  with  one  of  the  dancers,  emanuel  stepped  in,  “  everything  all  right  here  ?  ”  his  words  were  genuine  and  pointed  towards  the  dancer,  more  so  than  the  fucker  who  didn’t  let  go  of  his  hold  on  her  upper  arm.  “  i  would  suggest  you  get  your  hands  off  her  ”  anyone  who  came  into  the  strip  club,  had  some  idea  who  emanuel  was,  so  if  the  other  man  had  any  common  sense  he’d  know  it  wasn’t  a  suggestion  at  all.  

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ALBERT  +  VENICE

the situations were vastly different, venice knew that. her job required her to be damn near naked, showing off her body to other men. sometimes letting them touch. but, she wasn’t about to admit that out loud. because at least he knew what she was doing, he’d hang around the club. it wasn’t like she could just follow him around as he was dealing. it would have been bad for business. “why wouldn’t i make them think that? they tip better if they think they have a shot,” she shrugged. “shame it was off night, could’ve made a fuck ton at the club if you were gonna be so late.” she scrunched her nose in annoyance, none too pleased at the moment. believe it or not, she really hadn’t wanted to argue but it seemed to be out of her hands at this point. it didn’t take long for her to hop off the counter and follow him to the living room, standing in front him. “you’re being very rude right now,” she huffed. “might fuck around and go entertain clients at the club now.”

               they  were  both  stubborn  people,  so  it  shouldn’t  have  surprised  him  that  when  he  threw  shit  at  her,  she  didn’t  just  go  with  it.  instead  she  dug  in  her  heels  and  fought  back.  “  if  you’re  so  fucking  pissed,  then  why  the  fuck  didn’t  you  go  to  the  club  and  make  that  fuck  ton  of  money  by  fucking  every  guy  in  sight  ?  huh  ?  ”  another  low  blow.  but  to  albert  he  couldn’t  be  sure  that  wasn’t  what  was  going  on  the  rare  occasion  he  wasn’t  there  to  keep  an  eye  out  for  her.  as  soon  as  her  comment  slipped  about  fucking  around,  albert  clenched  and  unclenched  his  hands  a  few  times,  before  shooting  up  off  the  couch,  and  placing  his  hand  under  venice’s  chin  while  pushing  her  up  against  the  wall,  “  i’m  rude  ?  i  walked  in  here  and  the  first  thing  you  did  was  pick  a  fight.  you’re  being  a  fucking  brat,  venice  !  ”  he  spat.  searching  her  face  for  a  reaction,  albert  let  go  of  her  chin,  but  quickly  leaned  in  for  an  angry  and  passionate  kiss.  his  lips  crashed  against  hers,  while  his  hand  ran  up  her  side  and  into  her  hair,  tugging  her  head  to  the  side  to  make  way  for  his  lips  down  her  throat.  “  you’re  mine.  you  understand  ?  ”  he  growled  against  her  skin.  

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SILVIA  +  DONOVAN

never in his life had donovan felt so defeated. it just felt like no matter what he said, he couldn’t fix the situation at hand. he couldn’t make silvia stress any less. and he hated that. if hew could’ve taken all the backlash himself, he would have. without a doubt, just to protect her. when silvia stopped pacing, he couldn’t help the way his frown deepened. “Just breathe,” he told her. It was a lot to take in all at once. What did this really mean for either of their careers? He knew she’d get it worse than he would, unfairly so. “You’re incredibly talented, you’ll still get work. But, babe, we can’t stress over that right now. You’re gonna keep upsetting yourself.” Once she’d wrapped her arms around him, he held her tight, doing his best to soothe her. “I wish I knew, I really do.” If he knew who leaked their tape, he was more than ready to start fighting someone. “We’ll hide away for a few days, we don’t have to deal with anything right this second.”

               listening  to  his  words,  calmed  her  a  smidgen  and  caused  silvia  to  actually  take  a  deep  breath  while  her  arms  rested  around  him.  there  wasn’t  a  single  grain  of  doubt  in  her  mind,  that  it  hadn’t  been  donovan  who’d  let  the  video  slip.  she  loved  and  trusted  him  to  such  a  degree,  that  she  wasn’t  sure  what  she’d  ever  done  to  deserve  his  love.  it  was  at  this  moment  that  her  own  self-doubt  washed  over  her  once  more,  and  she  looked  up  at  him  before  pulling  away  a  few  steps,  brushing  a  few  strands  of  hair  behind  her  ear,  “  if  you  want  to  leave  me  because  of  this,  i  totally  understand.  gotta  look  out  for  yourself  and  your  own  career  ”  she  babbled,  shrugging  a  little  as  she  looked  up  at  him  through  long  lashes    ;    acting  if  them  ending  their  relationship  was  no  big  deal  on  the  outside,  while  inside  she  was  about  to  fall  to  pieces  “  we  can’t  hide  away  forever  and  whenever  we  do  leave,  they’re  going  to  be  all  over  us.  they’re  always  much  nicer  to  the  guys  in  these  situations.  can’t  have  the  backlash  falling  on  you.  ”  biting  on  her  lower  lip  again,  tears  watered  her  eyes  and  overflowed.  silvia  had  fought  her  own  self-esteem  for  a  long  while,  but  under  heavy  pressure  she  seemed  to  return  to  her  own  emotionally  self-destructive  ways  and  feeling  as  if  she  didn’t  deserve  happiness.  

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ROXANA  +  AVA

     the  two  loved  each  other  so  fiercely,  similar  in  ways  that  only  enabled  their  inevitable  downfall  every  time  they  fought.  over  the  smallest  things,  usually,  considering  ava’s  own  insecurities  and  instigating  nature.  she  couldn’t  help  herself,  she’d  always  been  this  way.  ava’s  heart  clenched  in  her  chest  at  roxana’s  words,  lips  parted  in  obvious  disbelief.  sure,  she’d  been  quick  to  assume  the  worst  after  their  latest  blow  up,  but  for  her  to  agree  so  easily  ?     ❝  and  how  am  i  supposed  to  know  the  difference  ?  how  am  i  supposed  to  read  between  the  lines  when  all  we’ve  done  is  yell  at  each  other  all  night  ?  ❞     she  huffed,  agitated  by  the  insinuation.  she  knew  roxa  like  the  back  of  her  own  hand,  just  like  she  knew  that  many  more  fights  like  this  one  and  her  worries  would  not  be  so  far-fetched  after  all.  fingers  tug  absently  at  the  arms  of  her  sweater,  an  idle  movement  as  her  own  obvious  hurt  flashed  across  her  features.  a  poor  attempt  at  containing  her  emotions.     ❝  space  ?  ❞     ava  echoed,  eyes  seeking  out  roxa’s  own  for  confirmation,  though  there  were  no  answers  to  be  found  there.     ❝  do  you  plan  on  coming  back  ?  ❞     would  she  still  love  her,  if  she  did  ?

               the  love  she  felt  for  the  other  was  untamed  and  wild  in  a  way  roxa  had  never  experienced  before,  but  the  love  mixed  with  the  anger  and  disappointment  of  their  constant  battles,  caused  her  heart  and  mind  to  be  conflicted.  all  of  the  emotions  running  through  her,  warped  together  and  caused  the  female  to  feel  out  of  control    —    a  feeling  she  wasn’t  fond  of.  shrugging  at  the  other  femme’s  words,  roxana  felt  the  anger  subside  to  a  gentle  feeling  of  affection,  “  you’re  supposed  to  trust  me.  trust  that  i’ll  come  back.  trust  that  i  wouldn’t  throw  away  everything  we  have  because  of  a  silly  fight,  but  most  of  all  trust  in  the  fact  that  i  love  you,  ava  ”  roxa  felt  her  eyes  burning  with  unshed  tears,  fighting  against  them.  roxana  was  a  passionate  person,  but  not  one  who  ever  shed  tears  in  front  of  another    —    no  matter  how  much  she  wanted  to  just  let  go  and  bury  herself  in  ava’s  arms.  knowing  the  other  so  well,  when  roxa  was  finally  able  to  look  up,  she  noted  the  hurt  in  her  eyes  and  the  way  she’d  pulled  the  sleeves  of  her  sweater  down,  instantly  creating  a  feeling  of  regret  in  her  tummy.  did  she  really  want  space    ?    because  all  she  wanted  right  then  and  there,  was  to  run  to  ava  and  make  the  hurt  go  away.  “  i  don’t  want  to  leave  ...  but  i  can’t  keep  fighting  you  on  every  little  thing.  ”  the  sinking  feeling  in  her  stomach  wasn’t  going  away,  so  roxa  took  a  step  towards  the  other,  while  looking  down  at  her  feet,  “  i  just  need  to  know  we’re  on  the  same  team,  and  not  batting  against  each  other  ”  finally  looking  up  when  there  was  only  a  couple  of  feet  between them,  roxa  swallowed  a  lump  that  had  formed  in  her  throat,  “  so  ...  are  we  a  team  ?  ”  

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BRAXTON  +  CAROLINE

       she wasn’t supposed to be there, yet everything led back to him like dancing on the edge of a dangerous affection. carolina was very much aware of his power over her, the way his eyes landed on hers like something sacred, like a secret they’d keep.  “ there’s too much at sake, ”  carolina confesses, her face turning into a frown. “ i’m not supposed to be seen with you. ” she turns on her heels, unable to face him – maybe she didn’t want to. she has her arms crossed and a mellow sadness that dances in her eyes.

        “ i don’t think you understand, ” her gaze darts from the floor to him. there’s a painful gleam in her eyes, some kind of desperation building up in her chest. “ you can’t protect me from my parents, from the public eye, from anything! ” her tone is not quite angry, but there’s a thin line between agony and love… which she’s probably crossed tonight. “ i’m not meant to be with you, ” her voice melts into anguish. “ if anyone finds out, we’re both.. doomed. ” carolina doesn’t want to face the consequences, but she already is: she’s just someone in the public eye whose life will never be private. he stands there representing all the reasons why she doesn’t trust her heart: she’ll choose the wrong option every damn time.

               he  listened  to  her  speak  as  she  turned  away  from  him,  turned  away  from  his  touch  and  no  matter  how  much  he’d  like  to  pretend  like  it  didn’t  hurt  him,  it  did.  braxton  felt  drawn  to  her  like  no  other,  causing  him  to  close  the  distance  between  them  again,  placing  a  hand  on  her  shoulder,  “  there  might  be  a  lot  at  stake,  but  doesn’t  your  happiness  count  ?  ”  he  spoke  gently,  before  letting  out  a  deep  sigh,  “  i  see  it  when  we  hang  out.  the  light  in  your  eyes,  the  joy.  but  then  you  shut  it  out  and  pull  away.  you  might  have  a  duty to your parents,  but  you  also  have  the  right  to  be  happy  ”  his  words  were  laced  with  a  tone  of  encouragement,  “  all  you  have  to  do  is  take  it.  accept  that  you  deserve  it  ”  the  male  looked  her  in  the  eyes  as  she  had  turned  back  towards  him,  eyes  leaving  the  floor.  looking  at  the  woman  made  his  chest  ache  with  a  longing  to  enclose  her  in  his  arms,  and  hug  her  ‘till  she  forgot  about  the  world.  “  i  can  protect  you,  if  you  let  me.  i  can  be  the  man  you’re  meant  to  be  with.  just  give  me  a  fucking  chance  !  ”  he  nearly  yelled,  not  trying  to  scare  her  but  trying  to  get  her  to  understand  that  he  wasn’t  going  to  be  pushed  to  the  side,  when  he  knew  what  they  had  together  was  real.  “  caroline,  please  ...  don’t  let  go  just  yet  ”  his  words  were  desperate  as  his  whole  body  tensed  with  the  idea  of  losing  her.

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MYLES  +  CELESTE

a  girl  like  celeste  thrived  off  of  attention,  craved  it  the  same  way  she  needed  air,  always  desperate  for  it.  and  she  knew  that  a  guy  like  myles  understood  that,  and  she  was  sure  that  he  knew  she  enjoyed  the  type  of  attention  he  gave  her.  allowed  for  her  to  play  into  the  games  she  wanted  to  play,  get  into  the  trouble  she  wanted  to  get  into.  but  she  likes  the  effect  she  has  on  him  too,  wonders  how  much  longer  he  can  hold  it  back  from  her (  while  her  patience  was  wearing  thin,  she  could  keep  up  with  her  antics  for  a  much  longer  time  than  this  ).  can  feel  his  eyes  upon  her  as  she  hops  in  the  car,  has  to  chew  down  on  her  lesser  lip  to  hide  the  way  her  lips  want  to  curl  upwards  in  a  smile.  doesn’t  want  to  give  him  that  satisfaction  just  yet  –  this  was  a  game  meant  for  two,  after  all.  the  back  of  her  head  is  pressed  firmly  against  the  headrest,  tilted  slightly  so  she  could  glance  outside  the  window  as  he  drives  off.  her  attention,   of  course,  is  still  on  him.  doesn’t  miss  the  way  his  gaze  lingers  upon  her  exposed  skin  either,  catches  out  of  the  corner  of  her  eye  the  way  he  grips  as  the  gear  shift.  the  simple  action  means  she  can  no  longer  keep  her  cool  composure,  finds  the  corner  of  her  mouth  quirking  up  to  reveal  a  smirk  now.  clearly  enjoying  this  far  too  much.  eyebrow  raises  at  his  words,  thinks  he  definitely  knows  what  she  meant  by  crazy.  but  she’s  not  ready  to  spell  it  out  for  him  right  now,  wants  to  keep  him  guessing.  that  was  the  fun  in  this,  after  all.  “  you’re  not  going  to  make  me  play  all  my  cards  right  now,  are  you  myles ?  because  there’s  no  fun  in  that,  ”  tone  is  almost  sickly  sweet,  gaze  trained  on  his  face  as  she  reaches  over  to  place  a  hand  upon  his  knee.  “  besides,  i  want  to  keep  playing.  ”

               showing  this  amount  of  control  was  unlike  him.  myles  continued  to  grip  the  gear  shift,  looking  towards  the  road  but  still  sneaking  looks  towards  celeste  whenever  the  road  was  clear  enough  for  his  eyes  to  wander  to  the  side.  his  recklessness  wasn’t  unknown  to  the  people  around  him,  so  while  shifting  through  traffic  his  eyes  could  not  stay  off  the  woman  for  too  long.  patience  wasn’t  a  trait  often  used  to  describe  myles,  so  in  the  moment  her  sugary  words  reach  his  ears,  he  damned  near  lost  control  of  himself,  wanting  nothing  more  than  to  pull  over  to  the  side  of  the  road  and  fuck  her  then  and  there.  alas  he  didn’t.  feeling  her  hand  on  his  knee,  the  male  came  to  the  conclusion  that  if  she  was  allowed  to,  then  he  damned  sure  was  too.  letting  go  of  the  gear  shift,  his  hand  reached  over  the  center  console  and  he  traced  the  length  of  her  jaw  with  his  index  finger.  eyes  darting  back  and  forth  from  the  road  and  back  to  celeste,  myles  continued  their  drive  without  a  hassle    ;    not  that  he  was  used  to  the  circumstance,  but  he’d  make  sure  they’d  both  make  it  to  her  place  safely.  “  let’s  keep  playing  then  ”  he  muttered  in  response,  pushing  his  foot  down  on  the  gas  petal,  causing  the  car  to  surge  forwards.  they  were  driving  at  an  illegal  pace,  but  he  was  sure  that  celeste  wouldn’t  mind    ;    she  hadn’t  exactly  given  off  the  vibe  of  a  girl  who  was  scared  to  break  the  law  a  little.  “  i  feel  like  you’ve  been  controlling  this  game  a  little  too  long.  how  about  you  let  me  ?  ”  he  asked,  but  didn’t  wait  for  a  response  before  his  hand  was  moving  down  her  neck,  her  side,  down  to  her  naked  leg.  his  expert  fingers  moved  across  the  soft  skin,  teasing  while  his  lips  curved  up  in  a  wicked  smile.