(Source: thingsthatmakeyouhorny)
fuckin' around. // @Samuel →
”.. Love you. I kid, I kid.”
Shane finally pressed the finishing letters on his iPhone, sending the text message before placing his phone back on the table. He let out a lengthy sigh, running a hand through his messily done black locks that were held tight by a grey beanie on his head. It made him look good, though, so he didn’t mind. It gave him that edgy, skateboarder look that he loved so much. Adverting his gaze for a moment, he waited until he heard the bell ring, and he sure as hell knew who it was. Strolling over to the door casually, he unlocked it and looked down at Samuel. The kid would be smirking at him right now. He’d say some sort of smart reply right now, but he was way too horny, and, well, the outfit Samuel was wearing right now really caught his eyes. A black tee that tightened in all the right places, flaunting the blondes muscles from all the dancing he does. Not to mention the tight ass skinny jeans. Absentmindedly licking his lips, he finally smirked straight back and opened his mouth to speak. “So, are you going to come in, or just dead ass stare at me like you’ve never seen something this gorgeous before?” He let out a small laugh. The only thing he was wearing right now was some ripped skinny jeans that flaunted his perfect V, and underwear, of course, but those would be gone soon.
Samuel shook his head, setting his cheap phone on the table to the left. Guess it was time to slip on a shirt. He got up, and strode up to his closet casually flipping through his shirts, pulling whatever shirt would look best right now. He picked a tight black t-shirt, and slipped it over his head. Checking himself in the mirror, he gave himself a approving smile. He didn’t even bother to fix his hair, it wouldn’t really matter now would it? He grabbed his keys, and hastily walked down the stairs to the front door. Quickly, he unlocked the door to his car and was off. A smirk played its way onto Samuel’s lips as he pulled up to Shane’s house. He wouldn’t lie, he was actually pretty horny right now. Ringing the door bell, he wore the same smirk. He laughed at Shane’s comment, and said “Depends, you going to let me in, or just check me out some more?” He replied, a playful look in his soft blue eyes. He locked his eyes on Shane as he made his way inside, he had always liked Shane’s place. It had more appeal then his. His eyes lingered around for a bit, before finally finding their way to Shane’s bared top. Damn, he had a nice figure. Pulling his eyes away he said, “So Shane. Did you call me over here just to flaunt yourself, or what?”He raised a eyebrow, his smirk becoming a smile.
Shane’s smirk widened even more at Samuel’s comeback. The kid definitely knew how to set him off, in the good ways. “You know exactly why I called you.” He replied, closing the door behind him slowly and walking over to the blonde while taking his time the entire walk. He knew Samuel’s breath-taking blue eyes were on his body anyways. Once he was finally placed right in front of Samuel, he pressed their bodies together hard before dipping his head downwards and letting his lips trail down the males neck. Stepping forward, he let the both of them fall onto the couch with him on top, straddling Samuel. “You’re so fucking hot.” He muttered hotly under his breath against the blondes ear, letting his tongue trail up and down his earlobe while one hand was moving under the males shirt and onto his abs, the other hand sliding it way down the back of Samuel’s pants and gripping onto his ass hard just for good effect. He knew within a matter of time this would just drive the other male crazy, and would make him get in control.
“Right, ‘cause I wouldn’t of rushed over here like that,” Samuel muttered before Shane decided to close the gap between them, and trail his soft lips down his neck. Soon he fell back agianst the couch, Shane stradling him. He raised his eyebrows opening his mouth to say something but was cut off by the male’s whisper agianst his ear. He shivered. Damnit, Shane knew how to drive him crazy with the whole squeezing his bum, and sliding his hand up onto his abs. “Hey,” He let out in a breathy whisper, “Must I remind you…. who’s in control here?” He ran his hands over Shane’s bared chest, making his way to his back. He didn’t like being below someone. In a swift movement, he transfered Shane below him and smashed his lips agianst his, his hands trailing down the male’s front stopping right at the brim of his pants.
Shane let out a soft chuckle against Samuel’s skin once he felt the male shiver under him. No doubt out of pleasure. “Hey.” He replied right back, grinning toothily once Samuel pushed him back down on the couch. “Are you now?” He managed out playfully before the male smashed their lips together in pure bliss, his back arching at Samuel’s soft touches along his skin. Throwing his arms around the younger males neck, he pulled him closer and brought his hips up against Samuel’s, grinding hard against the blonde teasingly, just to show what they had in store. It wasn’t a big help, though, because his pants were already becoming painfully tight. “Take them off..” He demanded in a breathy whisper, nipping at Samuel’s lower lip and raking his teeth against it as well. He knew all the tricks to make this man speed things up.
So fucking sick of all this shit.
Fuck you, Eff.
;; Annoyed.
fuckin' around. // @Samuel →
”.. Love you. I kid, I kid.”
Shane finally pressed the finishing letters on his iPhone, sending the text message before placing his phone back on the table. He let out a lengthy sigh, running a hand through his messily done black locks that were held tight by a grey beanie on his head. It made him look good, though, so he didn’t mind. It gave him that edgy, skateboarder look that he loved so much. Adverting his gaze for a moment, he waited until he heard the bell ring, and he sure as hell knew who it was. Strolling over to the door casually, he unlocked it and looked down at Samuel. The kid would be smirking at him right now. He’d say some sort of smart reply right now, but he was way too horny, and, well, the outfit Samuel was wearing right now really caught his eyes. A black tee that tightened in all the right places, flaunting the blondes muscles from all the dancing he does. Not to mention the tight ass skinny jeans. Absentmindedly licking his lips, he finally smirked straight back and opened his mouth to speak. “So, are you going to come in, or just dead ass stare at me like you’ve never seen something this gorgeous before?” He let out a small laugh. The only thing he was wearing right now was some ripped skinny jeans that flaunted his perfect V, and underwear, of course, but those would be gone soon.
Samuel shook his head, setting his cheap phone on the table to the left. Guess it was time to slip on a shirt. He got up, and strode up to his closet casually flipping through his shirts, pulling whatever shirt would look best right now. He picked a tight black t-shirt, and slipped it over his head. Checking himself in the mirror, he gave himself a approving smile. He didn’t even bother to fix his hair, it wouldn’t really matter now would it? He grabbed his keys, and hastily walked down the stairs to the front door. Quickly, he unlocked the door to his car and was off. A smirk played its way onto Samuel’s lips as he pulled up to Shane’s house. He wouldn’t lie, he was actually pretty horny right now. Ringing the door bell, he wore the same smirk. He laughed at Shane’s comment, and said “Depends, you going to let me in, or just check me out some more?” He replied, a playful look in his soft blue eyes. He locked his eyes on Shane as he made his way inside, he had always liked Shane’s place. It had more appeal then his. His eyes lingered around for a bit, before finally finding their way to Shane’s bared top. Damn, he had a nice figure. Pulling his eyes away he said, “So Shane. Did you call me over here just to flaunt yourself, or what?”He raised a eyebrow, his smirk becoming a smile.
Shane’s smirk widened even more at Samuel’s comeback. The kid definitely knew how to set him off, in the good ways. “You know exactly why I called you.” He replied, closing the door behind him slowly and walking over to the blonde while taking his time the entire walk. He knew Samuel’s breath-taking blue eyes were on his body anyways. Once he was finally placed right in front of Samuel, he pressed their bodies together hard before dipping his head downwards and letting his lips trail down the males neck. Stepping forward, he let the both of them fall onto the couch with him on top, straddling Samuel. “You’re so fucking hot.” He muttered hotly under his breath against the blondes ear, letting his tongue trail up and down his earlobe while one hand was moving under the males shirt and onto his abs, the other hand sliding it way down the back of Samuel’s pants and gripping onto his ass hard just for good effect. He knew within a matter of time this would just drive the other male crazy, and would make him get in control.
and whores like a choir; go 'uh' all night // @Effy →
The cool porcelain surface stuck to Effy’s cheek. A familiar distinct smell tickled her nostrils, startling her awake. She furrowed her brows, rubbing her temple from extreme throbbing. She looked around the bright bathroom, wondering whom it may belong too. Effy groaned loudly, not wanting to…
Shane let out a laugh as he leaned back on his leather couch comfortably, the cold material pressing up against his warm tattooed skin. “We’re the same size? Yeah, I guess you can say that with your boyish figure.” He replied, practically smirking against his phone. Effy’s insults never bothered him. It just made things more fun in their odd friendship. “Yeah, whatever. I’ve got plenty anyways. Go through the back door though, cause’ I’m way too lazy to get up right now and answer the door? Alright, toots?” He said finally, running a hand through his neatly done black hair.
“Alright, toots?” The voiced echoed back, she didn’t have enough will-power to round up a smart-ass remark to match his. She nodded and swallowed hard. “Yeah, sure, I know the deal.” She hung up without saying their dues. Anonymous pairs of eyes followed Effy as she walked down the busy street, her appearance disheveled as usual, but not to it’s fullest, thank-God. She reached the Kiria household in a manner of minutes, opening the squeaky wooden gate and making her way towards the backyard. Effy stood there for a moment, her wandering breath-taking blue eyes travelling up to the tree house, Samuel, her and Shane had built and shared what seemed as years ago. She shrugged the thought away and made her way to the patio door, fresh-cool air hitting her all too fast. She shivered slightly, not even bothering to call out to her friend, but making her way to his bedroom. Everything misplaced, of course! Lacey panties caught her attention, definitely not hers, judging by the amount of spray-tan stained onto them. She rolled her eyes and opened the draws, rumbling through his mess.
Shane simply hummed into the phone once Effy didn’t make a smart-remark back. Obviously, that one was fucking great. Ending the call as well, he stood up and rubbed his face with his hands, pursing his lips straight after. It didn’t take long before he heard some rummaging towards one of the hallways, a brow perking upwards. “Eff, I said let yourself in, not go through my stuff. Shithead.” He said out loud, making his way to the direction she was in and wrapping his arms around her small waist silently. “I see you’ve stumbled upon one of those orange panties. I swear they weren’t orange when I saw em’. That girl had me like an oompa loompa down there for like a day or two. I was fumed, man.” Frowning, he had to lean down quite a bit to have his head on top of Effy’s shoulder because of their drastic height difference. Well, not drastic.. at least she was a bit taller than Samuel.
Effy froze quickly at his touch. Not that she wasn’t use to the emotional or physical closeness of her two dear friends, she just thought there should be boundaries. Though that didn’t seem as important to Samuel and Shane. She snickered to herself at the thought and shrugged her shoulders. Pulling out sweats and a band t-shirt, that was worn and torn. She tossed them on the bed and smiled slightly, trying not to show satisfaction in his remarks. “Thanks, man. I doubt my parents are home to even notice, but just to be sure, I needed to look clean.” She peeled off her shirt and moved into his bathroom, tying her hair into a messy bun. Fallen pieces of her hair framing her face. She turned on the faucet and splashed cold water onto her face. She shivered slightly, a cold chill running up her spine. She looked at the goofball in the mirror in the bathroom, peeking in on Shane and is cat. She actually cracked a rare genuine smile and returned to the bedroom, taking off her pants as well. She folded her clothes up nicely and yanked on the beaten-up shirt, just to warm herself up for a moment. “Where’s Samuel?”
Shane let his grip linger a bit longer before he stepped back, watching Effy throw his clothes onto the spare bed. “For real. You look like crap.” He agreed, grinning wildly. Moving over to the side, he picked up his cat, Sunshine, and held it against his bare chest. “C’mere, cutie. Papa’s here.” He laughed, sticking out his tongue as the cat nuzzled against his cheek. Once Effy made her way back into the room, his icy blue eyes traveled over to the female, a growing smirk on his lips. “Why would I know? That kid is everywhere.”
Effy shimmied into the baggy sweatpants, her eyes trailing over to Sunshine, the poor cat whom she had a soft spot for. The only animal she was able to put up with, besides Shane. She shoved him softly, scratching the cat softly on his head. A tiny purring responded from Sunshine and she pulled her hand away, flopping on his bed. “Because you two are inseparable fuck-buddies, that’s why.” It was the truth, she was always able to cut the sexual tension that lurked between the two, even when she wasn’t sober. It was just terribly easy to figure out. Speaking of such sexual explorations, Effy was in desperate need of a new mate, someone she could play with. But mostly every guy in this town she’s already shagged once, maybe twice if it was that type of night. And the rest she wouldn’t really want to be bothered with, including her friends. “I might look terrible, but it’s just temporary, you’re stuck with a mug like that for the rest of your life.” She chuckled to herself as she stared at the ceiling.
Shane pursed his lips just slightly once Effy shoved him. Playfully, of course. He dropped his cat back onto the floor before the female could get more comfortable with Sunshine. Hell no, that’s his pussy, and his pussy only. Sitting on the bed next to Effy, perking up a brow at her next comment. “Fuck buddies? Are you kidding me?” He let out a harsh laugh and adverted his gaze. She was right-on, that was for sure. Shane was totally straight, but just.. well, had a soft spot for Samuel in different ways. “A mug like my face.. wait, so my face is a cup? Fuck, Eff, you need new insults.” He laughed, laying down next to her comfortably. “Why haven’t you been with anyone new yet?” He was sort of curious. Effy and him had a small fling numerous of times, but she never eventually found someone new. “You in love with me?” He teased.
Effy took the loose pillow, thwacking Shane softly and leaving it on his chest. “Mug is another word for face, you moron.” She cracked a grin and eyed her close friend. “Don’t act all shy on me now, it’s obvious you guys care about each other in one way or another..” She sighed softly at the comment and shrugged her shoulders. Effy inched herself onto Shane’s chest, pushing the pillow away onto the floor. Her head resting on his stomach. “No one interesting I’ve found yet, I guess. Everyone in this town is just too..boring for my taste. Even if it is just a one-night-stand. I’d rather it be some-what memorable.” She sniffled and grinned to herself, rolling her eyes once more. “It’s not always about you, you know.”
Shane laughed, grabbing the pillow and putting it behind his head. “Sorry, I don’t understand any of the dumb words you make up named after normal kitchen items.” He shrugged, patting his bare stomach gently. He was starving. “Everyone’s too boring? Or has everyone just fucked you already?” He shook his head, icy blue orbs trailing over to Effy as she inched closer onto his chest. “Babe, it’s always about me. That’s why you’re basically on me.” He pointed out teasingly, licking his upper lip slowly.
“Because I don’t want to squish Sunshine, is all.” She pointed out, she really could bum a cigarette right now. She cocked a brow and looked at him. “Have any smokes by the way? And yes and yes, if you must know. I mean, I haven’t honestly fucked everyone, not you and Samuel. And some others, but everyone is..this town is just all too boring and a waste of map space, in my opinion. And stop trying to change the subject from your dear butt-fuck buddy, Samuel.” Effy let her eyes slowly close, trying to get in a few second nap, while Shane stayed quiet and put.
Shane arched up a perfectly shaped brow, shaking his head. “Really, because Sunshine is on the floor.” He grinned, locking his gaze on Effy’s as he listened to her speak. “The smokes are in that draw.” He pointed lazily to the drawer before continuing. “Anyways, then try going to a different club or somewhere else that’s fuckin’ cool to find a new guy? I don’t know. I go for the pussy.” He chuckled, looking up at the ceiling. Eyes narrowed once Samuel was mentioned again. “Stop bringing him up. We’ve fucked, yeah.. plenty of times, even.. but stop mentioning him. It’s pissin’ me off.” He finally admitted.
Effy lifted herself off the male and proceeded to the night stand, placed neatly beside the bed. Opening the draw to find a disastrous amount of flavored condoms a muck, and a couple of cigarettes. She took one and placed it into her pocket, closing it shut. “I am really not in the mood to deal with your attitude when I’m sober, Jesus. And I was only stating the obvious, so don’t get so out of shape when I mention it for once..” She stepped over his legs and jerked the bedroom door shut and made her way into the kitchen. Her fingers running through her hair as she was on the look-out for a lighter. Her baby-blues spotted one and she pulled out the cigarette, lighting herself up. Then she inhaled the smoke, feeling a familiar tickle hit her throat, slowly breathing out.
Shane simply shrugged once Effy opened her mouth and spoke once more. He sat upwards and locked his icy blue orbs on her baby blue pair. “Clearly you don’t know the difference between an attitude and my normal personality.” He was standing now, flinging the door open once Effy closed it. “I don’t get you. We’ve known each other for fuckin’ years, and you’ve changed.” He said, leaning against the door post that led to the kitchen, his gaze switching to the females body. “You use to be sweet and all that bull. Now you just come here and treat me like I’m some sort of dick. I’m not sayen’ it bothers me. It’s just weird.” He shrugged casually once more, strolling over to his fridge and pulled out a root beer, taking a long gulp.
Effy forced out a harsh laugh and took another drag onto her cigarette. “Hah, I’ve changed. I have Shane, I’m not denying it, but everyone changes. You’ve changed the most, I remember when you thought girls were ‘icky’ now you just fuck anything with a pair of tits on them.” She leaned against the counter and shrugged, “I wasn’t sweet, I was just stupid. And if it doesn’t bother you, then why bring it up? It’s not like you care anyways.” Effy blew the smoke away from the two, watching Shane deck into the fridge. “And sometimes you are a dick, but I’m used to it, you just happen to not notice.”
Shane rolled his eyes. He hated having talks like this, especially with Effy. She’d try and pull the guilt card every time. “Not exactly. I’ve always had this sort of attitude even when I was younger. Well, when I became a teenager. I don’t get where you’re gettin’ at with this either, cause, you do the same exact thing as I do. You go for anything that has a dick, don’t you? Just minutes ago we were talking about how everyone was too boring for you.” He laughed, taking another swig of his drink. “I’m bringing it up because it’s weird, like I said just before, yeah?” He shrugged casually, locking his icy blue gaze on Effy the entire time, the smell of smoke filling his nostrils. “If I didn’t care, you wouldn’t be in my fucking house right now, Eff. I’m sick of hearing that you think me and Samuel don’t care about you. You’re the one who doesn’t care about anyone. Not even us. Not even yourself.” He replied sharply, eyes narrowing.
Effy flicked the cigarette butt out the open kitchen window, watching it snuff itself out. She furrowed her brows and shook her head. “Are you fucking mad? You guys are the only two things I give an absolute fuck about, so don’t go saying I don’t, because that’s bullshit!” She returned her gaze to Shane. “The only one you give a fuck about here is Samuel, Samuel this, Samuel that. I get it, but don’t go lying and saying you give two shits about me, because it’s not true.” It wasn’t something she was lying about, she truly believed it, and the conversation they were having has been happening a lot lately, but it never struck a nerve like this. Especially since she was sober. “I’m getting out of here before you fucking piss me off even more. Have fun with your boyfriend.” She spat out and trudged to the living room den, taking her phone and shoving it into her pocket. Then quickly making her way towards the front door.
Shane watched Effy silently, noticing her sudden blow-up. “If that was true, you wouldn’t be getting so mad at me right now about it.” He said smoothly, eyes narrowing once she brought up Samuel once again. “You’re wrong. I care about both of you equally. You’re the one who brings him up all the time, seriously. I mean, you’re the one who brought him up today, like three times. I bring him up once and you go absolutely ape shit.” He spat straight back, following her to the door. Grabbing Effy’s arm with one swift movement, he turned her so she was facing him. “Grow up, Effy. Me and you had a thing at one point and you fucking know it. You’re just angry with me all the time now because you know I actually give a shit about me and Samuel’s relationship, and you didn’t have that privilege. So keep whining and continuing to be a little sour bitch, because you’re the one losing out. Not me. Have fun getting trashed, you can go. I’m done.” He said finally, releasing his grip.
and whores like a choir; go 'uh' all night // @Effy →
The cool porcelain surface stuck to Effy’s cheek. A familiar distinct smell tickled her nostrils, startling her awake. She furrowed her brows, rubbing her temple from extreme throbbing. She looked around the bright bathroom, wondering whom it may belong too. Effy groaned loudly, not wanting to…
Shane let out a laugh as he leaned back on his leather couch comfortably, the cold material pressing up against his warm tattooed skin. “We’re the same size? Yeah, I guess you can say that with your boyish figure.” He replied, practically smirking against his phone. Effy’s insults never bothered him. It just made things more fun in their odd friendship. “Yeah, whatever. I’ve got plenty anyways. Go through the back door though, cause’ I’m way too lazy to get up right now and answer the door? Alright, toots?” He said finally, running a hand through his neatly done black hair.
“Alright, toots?” The voiced echoed back, she didn’t have enough will-power to round up a smart-ass remark to match his. She nodded and swallowed hard. “Yeah, sure, I know the deal.” She hung up without saying their dues. Anonymous pairs of eyes followed Effy as she walked down the busy street, her appearance disheveled as usual, but not to it’s fullest, thank-God. She reached the Kiria household in a manner of minutes, opening the squeaky wooden gate and making her way towards the backyard. Effy stood there for a moment, her wandering breath-taking blue eyes travelling up to the tree house, Samuel, her and Shane had built and shared what seemed as years ago. She shrugged the thought away and made her way to the patio door, fresh-cool air hitting her all too fast. She shivered slightly, not even bothering to call out to her friend, but making her way to his bedroom. Everything misplaced, of course! Lacey panties caught her attention, definitely not hers, judging by the amount of spray-tan stained onto them. She rolled her eyes and opened the draws, rumbling through his mess.
Shane simply hummed into the phone once Effy didn’t make a smart-remark back. Obviously, that one was fucking great. Ending the call as well, he stood up and rubbed his face with his hands, pursing his lips straight after. It didn’t take long before he heard some rummaging towards one of the hallways, a brow perking upwards. “Eff, I said let yourself in, not go through my stuff. Shithead.” He said out loud, making his way to the direction she was in and wrapping his arms around her small waist silently. “I see you’ve stumbled upon one of those orange panties. I swear they weren’t orange when I saw em’. That girl had me like an oompa loompa down there for like a day or two. I was fumed, man.” Frowning, he had to lean down quite a bit to have his head on top of Effy’s shoulder because of their drastic height difference. Well, not drastic.. at least she was a bit taller than Samuel.
Effy froze quickly at his touch. Not that she wasn’t use to the emotional or physical closeness of her two dear friends, she just thought there should be boundaries. Though that didn’t seem as important to Samuel and Shane. She snickered to herself at the thought and shrugged her shoulders. Pulling out sweats and a band t-shirt, that was worn and torn. She tossed them on the bed and smiled slightly, trying not to show satisfaction in his remarks. “Thanks, man. I doubt my parents are home to even notice, but just to be sure, I needed to look clean.” She peeled off her shirt and moved into his bathroom, tying her hair into a messy bun. Fallen pieces of her hair framing her face. She turned on the faucet and splashed cold water onto her face. She shivered slightly, a cold chill running up her spine. She looked at the goofball in the mirror in the bathroom, peeking in on Shane and is cat. She actually cracked a rare genuine smile and returned to the bedroom, taking off her pants as well. She folded her clothes up nicely and yanked on the beaten-up shirt, just to warm herself up for a moment. “Where’s Samuel?”
Shane let his grip linger a bit longer before he stepped back, watching Effy throw his clothes onto the spare bed. “For real. You look like crap.” He agreed, grinning wildly. Moving over to the side, he picked up his cat, Sunshine, and held it against his bare chest. “C’mere, cutie. Papa’s here.” He laughed, sticking out his tongue as the cat nuzzled against his cheek. Once Effy made her way back into the room, his icy blue eyes traveled over to the female, a growing smirk on his lips. “Why would I know? That kid is everywhere.”
Effy shimmied into the baggy sweatpants, her eyes trailing over to Sunshine, the poor cat whom she had a soft spot for. The only animal she was able to put up with, besides Shane. She shoved him softly, scratching the cat softly on his head. A tiny purring responded from Sunshine and she pulled her hand away, flopping on his bed. “Because you two are inseparable fuck-buddies, that’s why.” It was the truth, she was always able to cut the sexual tension that lurked between the two, even when she wasn’t sober. It was just terribly easy to figure out. Speaking of such sexual explorations, Effy was in desperate need of a new mate, someone she could play with. But mostly every guy in this town she’s already shagged once, maybe twice if it was that type of night. And the rest she wouldn’t really want to be bothered with, including her friends. “I might look terrible, but it’s just temporary, you’re stuck with a mug like that for the rest of your life.” She chuckled to herself as she stared at the ceiling.
Shane pursed his lips just slightly once Effy shoved him. Playfully, of course. He dropped his cat back onto the floor before the female could get more comfortable with Sunshine. Hell no, that’s his pussy, and his pussy only. Sitting on the bed next to Effy, perking up a brow at her next comment. “Fuck buddies? Are you kidding me?” He let out a harsh laugh and adverted his gaze. She was right-on, that was for sure. Shane was totally straight, but just.. well, had a soft spot for Samuel in different ways. “A mug like my face.. wait, so my face is a cup? Fuck, Eff, you need new insults.” He laughed, laying down next to her comfortably. “Why haven’t you been with anyone new yet?” He was sort of curious. Effy and him had a small fling numerous of times, but she never eventually found someone new. “You in love with me?” He teased.
Effy took the loose pillow, thwacking Shane softly and leaving it on his chest. “Mug is another word for face, you moron.” She cracked a grin and eyed her close friend. “Don’t act all shy on me now, it’s obvious you guys care about each other in one way or another..” She sighed softly at the comment and shrugged her shoulders. Effy inched herself onto Shane’s chest, pushing the pillow away onto the floor. Her head resting on his stomach. “No one interesting I’ve found yet, I guess. Everyone in this town is just too..boring for my taste. Even if it is just a one-night-stand. I’d rather it be some-what memorable.” She sniffled and grinned to herself, rolling her eyes once more. “It’s not always about you, you know.”
Shane laughed, grabbing the pillow and putting it behind his head. “Sorry, I don’t understand any of the dumb words you make up named after normal kitchen items.” He shrugged, patting his bare stomach gently. He was starving. “Everyone’s too boring? Or has everyone just fucked you already?” He shook his head, icy blue orbs trailing over to Effy as she inched closer onto his chest. “Babe, it’s always about me. That’s why you’re basically on me.” He pointed out teasingly, licking his upper lip slowly.
“Because I don’t want to squish Sunshine, is all.” She pointed out, she really could bum a cigarette right now. She cocked a brow and looked at him. “Have any smokes by the way? And yes and yes, if you must know. I mean, I haven’t honestly fucked everyone, not you and Samuel. And some others, but everyone is..this town is just all too boring and a waste of map space, in my opinion. And stop trying to change the subject from your dear butt-fuck buddy, Samuel.” Effy let her eyes slowly close, trying to get in a few second nap, while Shane stayed quiet and put.
Shane arched up a perfectly shaped brow, shaking his head. “Really, because Sunshine is on the floor.” He grinned, locking his gaze on Effy’s as he listened to her speak. “The smokes are in that draw.” He pointed lazily to the drawer before continuing. “Anyways, then try going to a different club or somewhere else that’s fuckin’ cool to find a new guy? I don’t know. I go for the pussy.” He chuckled, looking up at the ceiling. Eyes narrowed once Samuel was mentioned again. “Stop bringing him up. We’ve fucked, yeah.. plenty of times, even.. but stop mentioning him. It’s pissin’ me off.” He finally admitted.
Effy lifted herself off the male and proceeded to the night stand, placed neatly beside the bed. Opening the draw to find a disastrous amount of flavored condoms a muck, and a couple of cigarettes. She took one and placed it into her pocket, closing it shut. “I am really not in the mood to deal with your attitude when I’m sober, Jesus. And I was only stating the obvious, so don’t get so out of shape when I mention it for once..” She stepped over his legs and jerked the bedroom door shut and made her way into the kitchen. Her fingers running through her hair as she was on the look-out for a lighter. Her baby-blues spotted one and she pulled out the cigarette, lighting herself up. Then she inhaled the smoke, feeling a familiar tickle hit her throat, slowly breathing out.
Shane simply shrugged once Effy opened her mouth and spoke once more. He sat upwards and locked his icy blue orbs on her baby blue pair. “Clearly you don’t know the difference between an attitude and my normal personality.” He was standing now, flinging the door open once Effy closed it. “I don’t get you. We’ve known each other for fuckin’ years, and you’ve changed.” He said, leaning against the door post that led to the kitchen, his gaze switching to the females body. “You use to be sweet and all that bull. Now you just come here and treat me like I’m some sort of dick. I’m not sayen’ it bothers me. It’s just weird.” He shrugged casually once more, strolling over to his fridge and pulled out a root beer, taking a long gulp.
Effy forced out a harsh laugh and took another drag onto her cigarette. “Hah, I’ve changed. I have Shane, I’m not denying it, but everyone changes. You’ve changed the most, I remember when you thought girls were ‘icky’ now you just fuck anything with a pair of tits on them.” She leaned against the counter and shrugged, “I wasn’t sweet, I was just stupid. And if it doesn’t bother you, then why bring it up? It’s not like you care anyways.” Effy blew the smoke away from the two, watching Shane deck into the fridge. “And sometimes you are a dick, but I’m used to it, you just happen to not notice.”
Shane rolled his eyes. He hated having talks like this, especially with Effy. She’d try and pull the guilt card every time. “Not exactly. I’ve always had this sort of attitude even when I was younger. Well, when I became a teenager. I don’t get where you’re gettin’ at with this either, cause, you do the same exact thing as I do. You go for anything that has a dick, don’t you? Just minutes ago we were talking about how everyone was too boring for you.” He laughed, taking another swig of his drink. “I’m bringing it up because it’s weird, like I said just before, yeah?” He shrugged casually, locking his icy blue gaze on Effy the entire time, the smell of smoke filling his nostrils. “If I didn’t care, you wouldn’t be in my fucking house right now, Eff. I’m sick of hearing that you think me and Samuel don’t care about you. You’re the one who doesn’t care about anyone. Not even us. Not even yourself.” He replied sharply, eyes narrowing.
fuckin’ around. // @Samuel
”.. Love you. I kid, I kid.”
Shane finally pressed the finishing letters on his iPhone, sending the text message before placing his phone back on the table. He let out a lengthy sigh, running a hand through his messily done black locks that were held tight by a grey beanie on his head. It made him look good, though, so he didn’t mind. It gave him that edgy, skateboarder look that he loved so much. Adverting his gaze for a moment, he waited until he heard the bell ring, and he sure as hell knew who it was. Strolling over to the door casually, he unlocked it and looked down at Samuel. The kid would be smirking at him right now. He’d say some sort of smart reply right now, but he was way too horny, and, well, the outfit Samuel was wearing right now really caught his eyes. A black tee that tightened in all the right places, flaunting the blondes muscles from all the dancing he does. Not to mention the tight ass skinny jeans. Absentmindedly licking his lips, he finally smirked straight back and opened his mouth to speak. “So, are you going to come in, or just dead ass stare at me like you’ve never seen something this gorgeous before?” He let out a small laugh. The only thing he was wearing right now was some ripped skinny jeans that flaunted his perfect V, and underwear, of course, but those would be gone soon.
and whores like a choir; go 'uh' all night // @Effy →
The cool porcelain surface stuck to Effy’s cheek. A familiar distinct smell tickled her nostrils, startling her awake. She furrowed her brows, rubbing her temple from extreme throbbing. She looked around the bright bathroom, wondering whom it may belong too. Effy groaned loudly, not wanting to…
Shane let out a laugh as he leaned back on his leather couch comfortably, the cold material pressing up against his warm tattooed skin. “We’re the same size? Yeah, I guess you can say that with your boyish figure.” He replied, practically smirking against his phone. Effy’s insults never bothered him. It just made things more fun in their odd friendship. “Yeah, whatever. I’ve got plenty anyways. Go through the back door though, cause’ I’m way too lazy to get up right now and answer the door? Alright, toots?” He said finally, running a hand through his neatly done black hair.
“Alright, toots?” The voiced echoed back, she didn’t have enough will-power to round up a smart-ass remark to match his. She nodded and swallowed hard. “Yeah, sure, I know the deal.” She hung up without saying their dues. Anonymous pairs of eyes followed Effy as she walked down the busy street, her appearance disheveled as usual, but not to it’s fullest, thank-God. She reached the Kiria household in a manner of minutes, opening the squeaky wooden gate and making her way towards the backyard. Effy stood there for a moment, her wandering breath-taking blue eyes travelling up to the tree house, Samuel, her and Shane had built and shared what seemed as years ago. She shrugged the thought away and made her way to the patio door, fresh-cool air hitting her all too fast. She shivered slightly, not even bothering to call out to her friend, but making her way to his bedroom. Everything misplaced, of course! Lacey panties caught her attention, definitely not hers, judging by the amount of spray-tan stained onto them. She rolled her eyes and opened the draws, rumbling through his mess.
Shane simply hummed into the phone once Effy didn’t make a smart-remark back. Obviously, that one was fucking great. Ending the call as well, he stood up and rubbed his face with his hands, pursing his lips straight after. It didn’t take long before he heard some rummaging towards one of the hallways, a brow perking upwards. “Eff, I said let yourself in, not go through my stuff. Shithead.” He said out loud, making his way to the direction she was in and wrapping his arms around her small waist silently. “I see you’ve stumbled upon one of those orange panties. I swear they weren’t orange when I saw em’. That girl had me like an oompa loompa down there for like a day or two. I was fumed, man.” Frowning, he had to lean down quite a bit to have his head on top of Effy’s shoulder because of their drastic height difference. Well, not drastic.. at least she was a bit taller than Samuel.
Effy froze quickly at his touch. Not that she wasn’t use to the emotional or physical closeness of her two dear friends, she just thought there should be boundaries. Though that didn’t seem as important to Samuel and Shane. She snickered to herself at the thought and shrugged her shoulders. Pulling out sweats and a band t-shirt, that was worn and torn. She tossed them on the bed and smiled slightly, trying not to show satisfaction in his remarks. “Thanks, man. I doubt my parents are home to even notice, but just to be sure, I needed to look clean.” She peeled off her shirt and moved into his bathroom, tying her hair into a messy bun. Fallen pieces of her hair framing her face. She turned on the faucet and splashed cold water onto her face. She shivered slightly, a cold chill running up her spine. She looked at the goofball in the mirror in the bathroom, peeking in on Shane and is cat. She actually cracked a rare genuine smile and returned to the bedroom, taking off her pants as well. She folded her clothes up nicely and yanked on the beaten-up shirt, just to warm herself up for a moment. “Where’s Samuel?”
Shane let his grip linger a bit longer before he stepped back, watching Effy throw his clothes onto the spare bed. “For real. You look like crap.” He agreed, grinning wildly. Moving over to the side, he picked up his cat, Sunshine, and held it against his bare chest. “C’mere, cutie. Papa’s here.” He laughed, sticking out his tongue as the cat nuzzled against his cheek. Once Effy made her way back into the room, his icy blue eyes traveled over to the female, a growing smirk on his lips. “Why would I know? That kid is everywhere.”
Effy shimmied into the baggy sweatpants, her eyes trailing over to Sunshine, the poor cat whom she had a soft spot for. The only animal she was able to put up with, besides Shane. She shoved him softly, scratching the cat softly on his head. A tiny purring responded from Sunshine and she pulled her hand away, flopping on his bed. “Because you two are inseparable fuck-buddies, that’s why.” It was the truth, she was always able to cut the sexual tension that lurked between the two, even when she wasn’t sober. It was just terribly easy to figure out. Speaking of such sexual explorations, Effy was in desperate need of a new mate, someone she could play with. But mostly every guy in this town she’s already shagged once, maybe twice if it was that type of night. And the rest she wouldn’t really want to be bothered with, including her friends. “I might look terrible, but it’s just temporary, you’re stuck with a mug like that for the rest of your life.” She chuckled to herself as she stared at the ceiling.
Shane pursed his lips just slightly once Effy shoved him. Playfully, of course. He dropped his cat back onto the floor before the female could get more comfortable with Sunshine. Hell no, that’s his pussy, and his pussy only. Sitting on the bed next to Effy, perking up a brow at her next comment. “Fuck buddies? Are you kidding me?” He let out a harsh laugh and adverted his gaze. She was right-on, that was for sure. Shane was totally straight, but just.. well, had a soft spot for Samuel in different ways. “A mug like my face.. wait, so my face is a cup? Fuck, Eff, you need new insults.” He laughed, laying down next to her comfortably. “Why haven’t you been with anyone new yet?” He was sort of curious. Effy and him had a small fling numerous of times, but she never eventually found someone new. “You in love with me?” He teased.
Effy took the loose pillow, thwacking Shane softly and leaving it on his chest. “Mug is another word for face, you moron.” She cracked a grin and eyed her close friend. “Don’t act all shy on me now, it’s obvious you guys care about each other in one way or another..” She sighed softly at the comment and shrugged her shoulders. Effy inched herself onto Shane’s chest, pushing the pillow away onto the floor. Her head resting on his stomach. “No one interesting I’ve found yet, I guess. Everyone in this town is just too..boring for my taste. Even if it is just a one-night-stand. I’d rather it be some-what memorable.” She sniffled and grinned to herself, rolling her eyes once more. “It’s not always about you, you know.”
Shane laughed, grabbing the pillow and putting it behind his head. “Sorry, I don’t understand any of the dumb words you make up named after normal kitchen items.” He shrugged, patting his bare stomach gently. He was starving. “Everyone’s too boring? Or has everyone just fucked you already?” He shook his head, icy blue orbs trailing over to Effy as she inched closer onto his chest. “Babe, it’s always about me. That’s why you’re basically on me.” He pointed out teasingly, licking his upper lip slowly.
“Because I don’t want to squish Sunshine, is all.” She pointed out, she really could bum a cigarette right now. She cocked a brow and looked at him. “Have any smokes by the way? And yes and yes, if you must know. I mean, I haven’t honestly fucked everyone, not you and Samuel. And some others, but everyone is..this town is just all too boring and a waste of map space, in my opinion. And stop trying to change the subject from your dear butt-fuck buddy, Samuel.” Effy let her eyes slowly close, trying to get in a few second nap, while Shane stayed quiet and put.
Shane arched up a perfectly shaped brow, shaking his head. “Really, because Sunshine is on the floor.” He grinned, locking his gaze on Effy’s as he listened to her speak. “The smokes are in that draw.” He pointed lazily to the drawer before continuing. “Anyways, then try going to a different club or somewhere else that’s fuckin’ cool to find a new guy? I don’t know. I go for the pussy.” He chuckled, looking up at the ceiling. Eyes narrowed once Samuel was mentioned again. “Stop bringing him up. We’ve fucked, yeah.. plenty of times, even.. but stop mentioning him. It’s pissin’ me off.” He finally admitted.
Effy lifted herself off the male and proceeded to the night stand, placed neatly beside the bed. Opening the draw to find a disastrous amount of flavored condoms a muck, and a couple of cigarettes. She took one and placed it into her pocket, closing it shut. “I am really not in the mood to deal with your attitude when I’m sober, Jesus. And I was only stating the obvious, so don’t get so out of shape when I mention it for once..” She stepped over his legs and jerked the bedroom door shut and made her way into the kitchen. Her fingers running through her hair as she was on the look-out for a lighter. Her baby-blues spotted one and she pulled out the cigarette, lighting herself up. Then she inhaled the smoke, feeling a familiar tickle hit her throat, slowly breathing out.
Shane simply shrugged once Effy opened her mouth and spoke once more. He sat upwards and locked his icy blue orbs on her baby blue pair. “Clearly you don’t know the difference between an attitude and my normal personality.” He was standing now, flinging the door open once Effy closed it. “I don’t get you. We’ve known each other for fuckin’ years, and you’ve changed.” He said, leaning against the door post that led to the kitchen, his gaze switching to the females body. “You use to be sweet and all that bull. Now you just come here and treat me like I’m some sort of dick. I’m not sayen’ it bothers me. It’s just weird.” He shrugged casually once more, strolling over to his fridge and pulled out a root beer, taking a long gulp.
Text // @Samuel
- Shane: How bout' I give you head, yeah? (;
- Samuel: What? No. Stop asking that Shane, or I'm gonna start taking you seriously.
- Shane: What if I am being serious?
- Samuel: ... are you sure you didn't eat or drink something Effy gave you?
- Shane: Man, I can get my own stuff around here. Did you forget who I am? Aha, anyways, I'm being dead-on serious.. well, maybe.
- Samuel: Ha. I was just making sure. I know, I know. It's either you ARE or your NOT, Shane. Or your gonna start confusin' people. So which is it?
- Shane: I have no clue what you meant by the first part, bro. Why do you sound so eager all of a sudden, though? (; "You're gonna start confusing people, which is it? Fuck me now or no.." Jeez, Sammy.. never thought you'd be that way.
- Samuel: Eager? I'm not eager, why would i be eager?. I never said the last part. For fucks
- sake Shane....stop it, or I swear I'm going to cry. Don't even tempt me Kiria. I'll fuckin' cry.
- Shane: You're such a pussy, Sam. The only way reason why you'll "fuckin' cry" is if I go too hard, if ya catch my drift. (; So calm your dick, Hallows.
- Samuel: Oh whatever Shane. What? If you go too hard? Excuse me, last time I checked I was on top. And I'm rarely on bottom with anybody, so.
- Shane: What? I don't know what you're talking about.. You definitely haven't gotten with many guys. ANYWAYS, still up for the good cock suck or are you gonna keep crying?
- Samuel: Are you keeping caught up on my sex life or somthin'? I've fucked more guys then you would know. ;D ... Maybe, and I was saying I WOULD cry, not i was. Jeez.
- Shane: I'm more interested in our sex life right now. How about you come over, now, Mr. I-get-all-the-dick-and-I-top-the-almighty-Shane. (; Maybe this time you could actually try and achieve the goal of getting me to scream your name. Nope.
- Samuel: Thats..delightful. Hey, thats not my name and...oh really? One day, Shane. One Day. Anyways, I'll be over in a few. See you.
- Shane: .. Love you. I kid, I kid.
Text // @Samuel
- Shane: How bout' I give you head, yeah? (;
- Samuel: What? No. Stop asking that Shane, or I'm gonna start taking you seriously.
- Shane: What if I am being serious?
- Samuel: ... are you sure you didn't eat or drink something Effy gave you?
- Shane: Man, I can get my own stuff around here. Did you forget who I am? Aha, anyways, I'm being dead-on serious.. well, maybe.
- Samuel: Ha. I was just making sure. I know, I know. It's either you ARE or your NOT, Shane. Or your gonna start confusin' people. So which is it?
- Shane: I have no clue what you meant by the first part, bro. Why do you sound so eager all of a sudden, though? (; "You're gonna start confusing people, which is it? Fuck me now or no.." Jeez, Sammy.. never thought you'd be that way.
- Samuel: Eager? I'm not eager, why would i be eager?. I never said the last part. For fucks
- sake Shane....stop it, or I swear I'm going to cry. Don't even tempt me Kiria. I'll fuckin' cry.
- Shane: You're such a pussy, Sam. The only way reason why you'll "fuckin' cry" is if I go too hard, if ya catch my drift. (; So calm your dick, Hallows.
- Samuel: Oh whatever Shane. What? If you go too hard? Excuse me, last time I checked I was on top. And I'm rarely on bottom with anybody, so.
- Shane: What? I don't know what you're talking about.. You definitely haven't gotten with many guys. ANYWAYS, still up for the good cock suck or are you gonna keep crying?
- Samuel: Are you keeping caught up on my sex life or somthin'? I've fucked more guys then you would know. ;D ... Maybe, and I was saying I WOULD cry, not i was. Jeez.
- Shane: I'm more interested in our sex life right now. How about you come over, now, Mr. I-get-all-the-dick-and-I-top-the-almighty-Shane. (; Maybe this time you could actually try and achieve the goal of getting me to scream your name. Nope.
