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whiskeynwriting · 2 years ago

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Hi honey! I don't remember if I sent in my request or not.

But it was Dave York-#96 from smut prompt list.

96. “I had this dream and- fuck- you couldn’t keep your hands of me.”

Love you! Congratulations again!🤭

Jenny you originally sent this in for my 1k follower celebration, but I thought it would be better used for the My Best Friend's Dad series, and holy shit I'm so glad I saved it for this.

MBFD One-Shot: Obsessed

Dave York x Female Reader

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Word Count: 4k (on the dot, oof)

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink, spanking, dry humping, degradation, oral (m receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, rough sex, brief mention of anal sex, and a wet dream

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A/N: This is a dream David has when he spends the night at reader’s house in Chapter Seven: Sweet To Me (;

My lovelies, I am so sorry for not posting this yesterday. I made the mistake of watching the new Jeffrey Dahmer documentary while trying to write this and, yeah… not a good mix. But now it’s here! I hope you enjoy!

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“Please David? Please?”

He turns his head, looking over to you. Still resting his back against the headboard of his bed, he feels… perplexed. You’re wearing nothing but your pretty, soft, lavender panties, along with a simple, white bralette. Your hair is down, beautifully so, flowing around your face and over your shoulders. It’s mesmerizing to him, your gorgeous figure, your heavenly smile. You’re like a siren, calling him out to sea. He shouldn’t do this with you, it’s what he thought the first time he kissed you. That sinful sense, that feeling of taboo still lingers between the two of you. But it doesn’t deter either one of you, it only serves to excite you.

“Please what, princess?” he asks with genuine curiosity.

“Let me touch you.” comes your immediate response, teeth nibbling on your lower lip. “Please… daddy.”

“Oh…” that fucking word, he sighs audibly at the sound of you saying it. “You want to touch me?”

You’re crawling toward him over the side of the bed, slowly making your way to his lap. He watches in awe as you finally approach him, his eyes glued to your angelic face. Swinging your leg over both of his own, you settle your center just above his. With natural ease, both of David’s hands fall to your hips, fingers sliding along the crease of your thighs as they flex slightly beneath him.

“Sweetheart,” he sighs, the sound rough and low beneath a quickly forming and incredibly sinister grin.

“You’re all I think about, daddy.” you sigh, running a finger down his chest. You then lean in, bumping your nose softly with his. “I love how you feel, how you taste…”

“Really?”

“Mhm,” you nod, grinning before him. “Inside my mouth, in my pussy… have you ever wondered how it’ll feel if you put it… somewhere else?”

“Oh, fuck.” his jaw falls slack as he sighs, lips parting slightly at the mere thought of it. He’s fantasized about the act before, fucking your ass, but he’s never talked to you about doing it.

“I just want to feel you, daddy.” your hands run up his chest, along his shoulders and neck. “Wanna feel your body, make you feel good.”

David’s chest inhales deeply, that same breath exhaled with force. It’s only been a few minutes, and you’ve somehow managed to really rile him up.

“Can I suck on you, daddy?” Finally, you tell him what’s on your mind.

“Oh Jesus, baby.” he rolls his eyes dramatically, your request sending an erotic shock through his system. “Really?”

“Really.” you confirm with a smirk.

“Hm,” he sighs again, tilting his head to the side.

He’s never seen you like this before; you’re all over him. He knows how attractive you find him, but you’ve never acted like this before. It surprised him at first but now, it’s starting to fill him with an incredible sense of confidence, of dominance.

“I want you, please.” you whine out, blatantly gawking at his figure, your hands roaming his torso.

When you aren’t instantly granted your wish, you quietly whine. Your sound only makes him grin, your eyes innocent when they flash back up to his. Dave analyzes your features, the color of your hair, the shape of your mouth and eyes, the way your nose curves, the small pout to your smooth lips.

“You’re such a pretty girl,” he praises, his voice already raspy. And then he lifts his hand, placing it on the side of your jaw. “My pretty, whiny little girl.”

“Daddyyyyy,” it’s said as an impatient whimper, your eyes unmoving as they stare into his.

He looks so good like this, so mature and business-like. He’s dressed in his work attire, as if he’d just gotten home. His blue button-up, his black slacks, his jawline clean and hair styled nicely. It makes your mind run wild with thoughts, fantasies, every single one centered around him.

“I want you, I want you…”

Your hands slide up to his face, tilting your head to the side to kiss his jawline and neck. You can feel him smile beneath your lips, the pull on his mouth and the rise of his cheeks. As you continue to move, he tilts his head to the side for you, allowing you better access to the skin of his neck.

“You do, huh?” he asks you, speaking with confidence now. The rumble of his deep voice vibrates against your lips as they continue moving over his throat.

“Mhm,” you whine, mouth still focusing on him.

One of his hands leaves your backside, rising to pet your hair. It then lands on the back of your head, keeping your lips against his neck. And by the way you’re kissing him, sucking on him, he can tell they’ll be marks when he lets you back up.

“Tell me more,” Dave coos to you, the hand on your backside having its fair share of grabs. “Tell daddy all your slutty little thoughts… you know I love to hear them.”

“You do?”

“Of course I do,” he grins, licking his lower lip. He can already feel his excitement getting to him, a small pulsation now emanating from his groin.

“And maybe,” he adds on, “if you’re good enough for daddy, he’ll make each one come true.”

His words make you smile, arousal burning inside you. The air he now exudes is incredibly cocky. At first, he was unsure of what was happening, but now… he’s more than eager to listen to you; to use you.

“I want to touch you,” it’s hurried out, your mouth sliding over the tawny skin of his neck, your teeth scraping over him. “I want you in my mouth, wanna lick you, baby.”

Slightly, your hips move, rutting gently over him. And as soon as you do it, his other hand flies down your body, too. Both of David’s large palms squeeze your backside, fingers digging into your soft flesh.

“More, baby.” he urges you, shoving your hips over his crotch. “Tell daddy more.”

“I wanna suck on your tip, feel you throb on my tongue.” The hands that had been on his chest rise to either side of his handsome face, pressing your forehead to his as you grin.

“There you go.” he happily praises, leaning in to kiss you. But it’s only one, and it makes you release a disappointed sigh.

“Daddy, I want it, please.”

“I know you do,” David responds slowly. “And I’ll let you have it, sweetheart. Daddy’ll take care of his needy girl…”

Just barely, his fingertips slide forward, following the curve of your ass down to your pantyline. To his delight he finds you wet, those light purple panties becoming dark with your excitement. At this knowledge, he sucks in a helpless breath, ecstasy shivering through his limbs.

“Oh,” you gasp, feeling him spank you passionately with both hands.

“Tell daddy just how needy you are for him.” with force, he pulls your hips forward again, the thickness of him pushing against the fabric of his pants. “How needy your tight little cunt is.”

“Oh…” you gasp again, feeling his hands force you onto his lap over and over again.

“I said tell me.” he seethes, staring directly into your eyes.

“I’m needy, I’m needy for you.” you quickly comply, licking your lower lip.

Now of your own accord, your body moves against him, sliding back and forth over his hardening crotch. And your verbal and physical compliance makes him grin. The look on his face makes you timidly duck your head, resting it in the crook of his neck once again. Your arms loop around his neck as well, clinging to him while using his lap for stimulation.

“I know you need my cock; oh, baby, can’t you feel it throbbing? It’s throbbing for you, sweetheart.”

“Mhm,” you nod against him, gasping quietly. “I feel it, daddy.”

By now, the wetness growing between your legs has increased to the point that it’s staining his clothes. You’re leaking on him, and in turn, he’s leaking onto himself. He can’t take it, he can’t wait anymore.

David’s hands abruptly leave your backside, moving between your legs to fumble with his pants. It’s a sloppy maneuver, his hands hurrying to get his belt and zipper undone. But as soon as his pants are open, the thickness of him fills his hand, fingers gripping tightly.

“Oh…” he sighs, dropping his head back.

“Daddy…” you glance down, watching as he takes himself in hand.

By the time you look down he’s already stroking himself, his tip red and drooling profusely from your attention. He moans for you, still resting back against his headboard.

“Rub yourself against it, princess.” he suddenly demands, his words making your eyes return to his. “Make it wet for me.”

“Hm…” you giggle happily, glancing down as you lift your hips to move against him.

But the moment is interrupted when David abruptly grabs your face. Hand on your jaw once more, he forces you to look up at him, his fingers and thumb digging into your soft cheeks. It’s so sudden and harsh it makes you gasp, your sweet eyes looking into those dark and predatory orbs.

“I want you to look at me while you do it.” he tells you sternly, intensely, eyes black and cold.

“Okay daddy,” you immediately reply, heart pounding in your chest from his grip.

“Yeah…” slowly, he lifts his chin up and down, watching your pretty smile while you move. “Rub my cock through my clothes princess, play with it, feel it get hard for you.”

Your wet panties slide across his tip, and it makes him ache for you. You do as you’re told, too, your gaze only leaving his when your doe-like eyes decide to blink.

“Does that feel good, daddy?”

“Oh, yes baby.” he swallows thickly, licking his lip. “Yeah…”

“Oh…” you moan delicately, your head falling back to expose your neck. Ever so slightly, you puff out your chest, the beautiful curves inching closer to his face with every additional deep breath.

“That’s it sweetheart, sit on daddy’s lap and rut against my cock.” His voice is low, breathy. “Don’t forget to look at me with your desperate little eyes, baby girl.”

When you don’t respond in time, he grits his teeth, reaching up to grab your neck. “Are you listening to me, my sweet doll? Are you listening to daddy?”

“Yes,” you nod your head rapidly in response. “I won’t forget, daddy. I won’t look away.”

“That’s so good, princess. That’s so good… my pathetic little princess, humping daddy’s lap…”

The quicker your hip movements become, the more aggressive he gets. And that’s just what you want; he’s so incredibly sexy like this. How is it possible for him to praise and degrade you at the same time? And how is it possible for you to be fucking addicted to it?

“Show me how you do it, baby.” he breathlessly demands. The fingers on your throat loosen their hold, two of them creeping up to tug on your bottom lip. “Show daddy just how you like to suck on him.”

“Oh,” you barely have time to whimper before he’s shoving them into your mouth, an airy chuckle leaving his own.

You do your best to wrap your lips around his digits, feeling him slide them in and out. He can hear your wet sucks as you do it, can feel your tongue wiggle beneath the pads of his fingertips.

“Look at that… you’re already so cock dumb, aren’t you?”

“Mhm,” rapidly, you nod, staring into his eyes while you suck on his fingers. And amidst all of this, you still haven’t stopped rolling your hips over his lap.

“Daddy’s dumb little doll.” he sighs, an arrogant half-smirk decorating his lips. When he hears your high sigh, he tilts his head, furrowing his brows slightly. “You like when daddy calls you names, babygirl?”

Again, all you can do is mumble around his fingers and nod. You want to speak, want so badly to verbally answer him, but you won’t. He didn’t tell you to.

“You look so fucking cute sucking on my fingers.” he lets out a hurried breath, giving his head one quick shake as he stares at your beautiful face.

“Fuck,” finally, he rips his fingers from your mouth. “Do it, baby. Go on, suck on daddy.”

His hands are pushing you off of him, forcing you backwards and onto the bed. Scrambling onto your hands and knees, you shimmy excitedly to the space between his legs. Without being prompted, you lean in, grabbing him gently as your tongue flicks over his foreskin.

“Fuck,” he seethes, his hips shivering slightly from the sensation.

Tugging down, you expose his tip, your soft lips now sucking it into your mouth.

“Oh my god,” Dave throws his head back, one hand flying to the top of your head. “Lick it baby,” he huffs out, his chest puffing out before deflating back down. “Lick my foreskin.”

“Hm, daddy…” you sigh, eyes fixed on him and only him.

You do as you’re told, sticking your tongue out and flattening it on the underside of him. Slowly, you drag it up, your wet tastebuds running across his foreskin.

“Yes,” he grunts, his fingers sinking into your hair. “Baby, that’s so good.”

While you intended to begin slow and sensual, David is too impatient for that pace. The hand he has on your head forces you down when you return to his tip, forcing you to take him whole. But you gag slightly, coming back up halfway.

“Come on, baby.” he encourages you, his other hand reaching out to cup your cheek. “You can fit more of daddy’s cock in your mouth; I know it.”

“Mm,” you gurgle around him, embarrassed to admit that you’re drooling already. But you give in, allowing his length to slide into your throat.

“Fuck,” Dave’s eyes pinch shut, feeling your slick throat suck him deeper inside.

He continues moaning, using his hand to bob your head up and down on his cock. And you let him use you like this; after all, it’s what you wanted.

“Oh princess,” he chuckles, now looking down. “Your pussy left a mess all over me.”

Neither of you had noticed until now, but there are dark patches all over the crotch of his work pants. Even though they’re black, you can see the wet splotches surrounding his zipper and button. The realization makes your insides burn and your cheeks feel hot, the sensations shooting straight to your center.

“Jesus Christ, fuck me…” looking further down, he can see your ass slightly in the air as you bend over his crotch. And as he continues pushing your head up and down, he can see your backside jiggle slightly with each move.

“Ngh,” he groans, yanking your hair up to pull you off of his crotch.

“Daddy?” you ask curiously, your breaths escaping you entirely.

David doesn’t answer you, he just surges forward to grab you. His hands immediately find your bra, sliding over the front cups and to the back to remove it. You allow it to slide down your arms, wanting nothing more than to show yourself to him.

“Let me see you,” he demands roughly, his large palms pawing at your chest once it’s exposed.

“Baby,” you hiss pleasurably, leaning into his touch.

He’s not timid or gentle, he’s taking what he needs from you.

“Turn around.”

You’re so wrapped up in the moment that you don’t totally compute what he just said; you’d been focusing on the way his chest moves, the veins protruding in his neck.

“You’re going to make daddy angry if you can’t listen.” he growls, grabbing your jaw once again. “I said… turn around.”

His hands drop to your hips before you say anything in response to him, urging you to move into the position he’s requested of you. And as soon as you do, he places a hand on the center of your back, shoving you down.

And that’s when he realizes where the two of you are. You’re in his master bedroom; Carol’s room.

Once you’re leaning on your elbows, you’re able to briefly gain your bearings. When you look up, you notice there’s a mirror in front. And as soon as you realize that, your eyes look higher up to see Dave kneeling behind you.

He side-steps out of his pants, tossing them onto a rug beside the bed. His eyes are staring at your body, hands rising to grab the tantalizing curves of your ass.

“Tell me,” he requests quietly, smoothing his hands over your cheeks. “Tell me how badly you need me to ruin you.”

“Ugh,” you groan, eyes rolling back at his brazen words.

“Look at how soaking you are at just the thought of it, just the thought of daddy putting it in you…” he drags the knuckles of his pointer finger up your seam, feeling your delicate muscles pulse from his touch.

“I’m, I, daddy…”

“Can’t even get your thoughts together, can you?” he teases, cocking his head in the mirror at you.

“Please.” is all you can manage to say.

Your head feels hazy, your chest sucking in desperate gulps of air as you wait rather impatiently for him. And you assume he’s going to demand more of you when he decides to shove his entire length into you.

“Fuck!” you cry out forcefully, your body rocking forward from the force of it.

As soon as he’s inside, he leans forward, reaching down to curl his fingers around your throat. With this leverage he hauls you up, pressing your back flush against his chest. His other hand loops around to your chest, squeezing your left tit in his hand. He’s panting behind you, pulsing as he’s seated completely inside you.

“Let’s take a look at you.” he huffs out, reaching up to brush away some of your hair.

He exposes your heavenly face, the two of you staring at your reflection in the mirror not too far away from you. For a moment, you both take in the sight before you. He’s almost fully clothed while you’re kneeling naked before him, and that alone makes your thighs quiver against his. But the expression on his face, the look of the pure joy and pride he’s feeling from this entire situation… it makes you yearn for him. It also makes you happy knowing you’ve brought this out in him. But the fact that this is all happening in Carol’s room… that takes the fucking cake for you.

The same hand that brushed away your hair cups your chin, his fingers and thumb applying gentle pressure to your soft skin. “Fucking gorgeous.” it comes out low and primal, and it makes you smile.

"Jesus..." he turns his head, pressing his nose into your cheek. "I'm fucking obsessed with you."

"Oh, daddy..."

You see him in the mirror, his hair disheveled and a few buttons of his work shirt are undone. He’s panting behind you, swallowing thickly just before those intimidatingly dark eyes find you in the reflection. It makes you gasp for air, and that makes him grin. He can see how overwhelmed you are, and he wants to take it even further. You allow yourself to rest back against his sturdy body, David’s hot breaths now huffing out over your neck. He turns his head to kiss your skin, his tongue slipping past his lips to slide along your neck. It makes the sensitive space between your thighs tingle, squeezing him tight while he stays seated inside. And while he’s doing this, his hands roam your body, caressing your curves and squeezing every so often.

“Bratty cheer girl, huh?” he then says with a smirk, snapping his hips against you. “Bratty for everyone but me.”

“Daddy,” you gasp harshly, moaning at the almost painful feeling of his re-entry.

“You’re such a good little girl for me,” he huffs out, his hips finding an absolutely brutal pace. “Your body feels so fucking good around me.”

While looking into the mirror, he reaches up with his dominant hand, fingers grabbing your face and digging into your cheeks. He loves seeing that pouty look on your face.

“Tell me, baby.” he demands roughly into your ear. “Tell me how much of a whore you are for me.”

“Dav -”

And then he shakes you, the action harsh and sudden. You did something wrong.

“Daddy,”

Reaching up, your hands grip David’s forearms, clinging desperately to them as your body is rocked by the strength behind his hips. And he keeps you upwards, pressing your naked body against him. While he continues diving inside, listening to the slick squelch of your sex as it takes him, he can’t bring himself to remove his eyes from the image of you. He’s watching you with every move, watching your pretty face contort as he fucks you, absolutely wrecking you inside.

“Aren’t you my pretty little fucktoy?” he asks, slightly out of breath. He smiles then, “Daddy wants to see all of his pretty toy.”

A small, breathless laugh squeaks its way past your lips, watching and feeling as he grabs a fistful of your tit. By now you’re both gasping, your bodies inhaling passionate gulps of air in your collective euphoric state.

“Shit, shit.” he seethes from behind gritted teeth. Dropped his head to your shoulder, he closes his eyes, briefly biting down. “I’m gonna cum, baby.”

“Daddy, please.” Begging isn’t something you’re above doing when it comes to him; and you grin, knowing it works every single time you use it on him.

“Jesus, I’m gonna cum inside.” he declares, not bothering to give you the choice. He knows you’d choose the same though, too. “Your sweet little pussy’s gonna make me cum inside.”

“Yes, baby, do it. Please do it for me…”

Languidly, your head lolls backward, falling to rest on one of David’s broad shoulders. It’s more than obvious, the falter in his hips, the stutter in his breaths. And you smile lazily when you see his face, the reflection of his handsome figure in the mirror. He’d been trying so hard not to cum too quick, he always does with you. But when he finally lets himself go, it’s incredibly satisfying for both of you.

The sensation rushes over him helplessly, and he allows his body to be conquered by it. Adrenaline rushes through his veins as euphoria fills him, his spend rushing out of his tip and into your soothing inner channel. It makes his body jerk, his muscles spasming lightly as he empties himself inside you, the pleasure of it all making him feel drunk or high; he’s not sure which one, he just knows it from you.

“Fuck,” he groans, eyes blinking awake.

“David?” you ask through the darkness, feeling his body jerk harshly beside you. It woke him from his sleep, and it woke you, too. “Are you okay?”

“Mm…” he groans, sliding his hand down to discover what he assumed to be true. He’s damp and sticky, from the mere dream of you. “Yeah, baby.”

He runs his clean hand over his face, groaning quietly again.

“Baby, what’s up?”

Even though you can’t see him, you roll over to face him in the darkness.

“Nothing I just, I had a dream and… fuck,” he reaches over, feeling your arm and kissing your shoulder. “You couldn’t keep your hands off me.”

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thesmokingguns · 3 years ago

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Off To the Races

Pairing: Nikki Sixx!Douglas Booth

Request: Off To The Races by Lana Del Rey

Summary: You are my one true love. She is there for him at all of his worst moments. Coaxing him through his high, making him smile and laugh. She’s at parties dancing with her red smile calling for him. She’s swimming in the pool when he’s drunk and stoned. She’s there through it all. No ones loved Nikki like her. All consuming. His only thought. She is his entire world. And his works is crumbling.

Warning: Heavy themes of drug use, drug induced hallucinations, alcohol abuse, suicidal thoughts.

Word Count: 2270

Taglist: @littlemisscare-all @ayablackwood @agroupiewhore@thenobodies-inc @dannasixxworld @val-sixx@nikkisqueenofsleaze @rocknrollsoul76 @aggressive-slytherin

My old man is a bad man, but

I can't deny the way he holds my hand

And he grabs me, he has me by my heart

He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past

He doesn't mind I have a L.A. crass way about me

He loves me, with every beat of his cocaine heart

My eyes are heavy, fingers twisting the belt around my arm to loosen the pressure. The needle drops to the floor, the carpet holding any sound in. Blinking, looking around the cramped closet I see my journal, my revolver, and more smack for after this dosage.

What a life.

My head rolls back smacking the wood paneling with a dull thud that vibrates through me. My hands shaking, waves of fingers in front of me. There’s a bit of blood coming from the injection pin prick in my arm and I’m find myself stumbling to my feet, sweeping the gun off the floor and tucking it in the waistband of my jeans as I head to the bathroom.

It’s washing over me, the feeling I’m always chasing. The fleeting moment of happiness is like a warm blanket wrapping itself around me.

The giggle stops me in my tracks, eyes searching the hallway searching for her. I thought she had left after our last fight. She called me a quitter and was mad I was giving up my partying ways. She loved to have a good time and she thought I was giving up on her.

Guess she was wrong.

The flash of brown hair catches my attention and I’m stumbling, laughing as I chase her through the house. Her laughter was infectious and made me forget about the blood dripping down my forearm.

In the kitchen she turns, giving me that megawatt smile that felt like my heart was feeling something other than the melancholy that usually filled it. She stops and lets me catch her, letting me wrap my arms around her holding her close to me. Smelling the exotic sweetness of her hair as she engulfs me with her golden skin, bangles tinkling down her arms like a musical number.

Safe and warm, happiness and euphoria of her presence with me here. The place that was my Mecca of solitude. Pulling back, confused for a second I try to think about how she got here.

“How did you get in?” As if she senses the confusion in my voice she kisses me, giving me no doubt she is here with me. Warm and solitude against my skin, fire in my veins.

“You let me in.” She purred, letting her mouth kiss along my jawline. Soft hot breath tickling me as she pressed against me, bumping the gun as she rolled her body against mine. “It looks like you’re locked and loaded, ready to go.” Her hands in my hair as she’s touching parts of me I forgot existed.

God I missed this.

Swimmin' pool glimmerin', darling

White bikini off with my red nail polish

Watch me in the swimmin' pool, bright blue ripples

You sittin', sippin' on your Black Cristal, oh yeah

Light of my life, fire of my loins

Be a good baby, do what I want

Light of my life, fire of my loin

I wake up with a gasp.

What time is it? What day is it? Where am I?

Looking around, frantic panic as I realize I’m asleep in the lawn chair by the pool. An empty bottle of Jack Daniels is smashed beside me, glass decorating the concrete in sharp glares of warning.

The sound of a splash throws me off and there she is. Her brown hair wet as she rests her elbows outside the pool, placing her head in her hands with that gleaming smile.

“Well hello sleepyhead. Did you have good dreams?” I don’t know if she’s asking out of kindness or mocking me. I’m drenched in sweat, possibly from falling asleep in the LA afternoon but most likely from the night terrors that always haunt me.

I dreamt I was running. From who or from what was the issue. Everything in my brain was foggy. My eyes snapped up at the setting sun. Has it been a full day already? Was it longer?

The phone rang from inside the house and I knew it must be someone from the band calling or my drug dealer. One of those felt more important than the other and I wasn’t ready to admit which one that was.

I got up, swearing as a piece of glass cut open my door, glaring as she giggle and dipped under the water. A trail of blood followed me into the house as I picked up the phone.

“Hello.” My voice felt gruff and it hurt to talk, like I hadn’t used it in a while. My head was killing me and I felt ready to throw up.

What the fuck had I been doing?

“Jesus Nikki, we’ve been trying to reach you for a week.” A week? I had lost hours, maybe a day here and there but a whole week. Jesus Christ. “Are you okay man? Why don’t you come out tonight with us?” Tommy was begging me and I sighed.

I was embarrassed. I didn’t want everyone to see me when I had been on a bender. I hadn’t seen what I looked like yet but I was sure that it was like hell.

“I don’t know, T-Bone. I think I have the flu or something. I just don’t feel great.” It wasn’t exactly a lie.

Something fluttered beside me and there she was. A white dress on her thin frame. How had she dried off and changed so quickly? Was I loosing more time? Eyes shining as she held out a silver platter of white powder. She loved to party and must have known that my band would want to see me out. At least if I was doing coke with them they didn’t have to worry about finding me dead.

“Where are you going to be?” I relented, watching her twirl. The energy coming off her was exhilarating and I wanted to join her in the ever present state of delight.

My nose was down against the lines, snorting messily, my brain burning, eyes widening as I sniffed a few times to get the whole lot out of my nose. Wiping and then turning to her.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and ready to go out on the town.” She was leading me to the bathroom. My blood rushing everywhere as I was alive and awake and fucking ready to party.

I need you to come here and save me

I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth

Ready for you

Why had I agreed to go to a club?

In the booth we had a mess of drugs, pills and coke scattered on the table like appetizers. Bottles of booze and half empty beer bottles added to the maze of debauchery.

How long have I been here?

I couldn’t remember driving or even getting to the club. All I could remember was hands all over me in the shower, washing the filth off myself. The gentle voice reminded me to wear long sleeves to hide my track marks.

My eyes searched for her. In the sea of women I was sure she would stand out. But all the flashing lights and the noise was confusing me.

The room was spinning, the conversation around me overwhelming me and I could feel Tommy’s hand on my back. My head rolled back, the club's lightning needed to be updated.

A hand was smacking my face and I saw Tommy, wide eyed, looking at me before I turned to the table, throwing up the only thing I had in my body. Brown liquid shot out, mixed with the acid in the stomach. It didn’t stop for what felt like a full minute.

When I finished, puke leaking down in steady droplets to the floor I grabbed a beer tang I had missed and chugged the foamy substance down. I tried not to make eye contact with the people giving us disgusting sneers.

“Oh baby, why don’t you let me take you home? Let me take care of you.” Her hands wrapped around me and I turned, nodding. Confused looks from everyone as I climbed out, reaching for her to take me back into the safety of her arms.

Light of his life, fire of his loins

Keep me forever, tell me you own me

Light of your life, fire of your loins

Her fingers were in my hair as I laid on her lap. The fire from my lighter hitting my pipe as I inhaled and exhaled the sweet delight.

Freebasing in my closet. But at least I wasn’t alone. I had her with me and that changed my usual mood of wanting to slit my wrists or press the gun against my head and pulling the trigger. Painting the inside of my closet with bits of skull fragments and blood-

“Come back to me.” Her voice was lulling me out of the dark place, pressing against my temples and using the magic of her voice to help me. She was the only one that was always there for me. Always making me feel better and dragging me from the pain of my life. Holding me in her arms, compassion and understanding.

She never judged me.

“Have we been here long?” She knew I liked to keep my responsibilities. I wanted to keep my appearance as the rockstar. I couldn’t let anyone know how bad that it had gotten. How I couldn’t stop. How doing drugs was the best part of my life. My one true love.

Except her. She was the one thing I loved more than drugs.

“You have band practice in a few hours.” She reminded me. Her voice was steady and calm, fingers running through my hair and keeping me calm as I took another hit.

I just needed a little more time before I could see anyone. Just a little more time in the closet with her holding me before going out into the world.

“Nikki, don’t let them tell you to give me up. I love you Nikki. Aren’t I the only one who has always been there for you? No one else cares for you like I do. They see you as a rockstar or as a junkie. But I see you. I see you.” Her words promised and I nodded my head, agreeing with her words. She was still so calm, even with the edge to her voice. The words stuck with me.

She saw me and I saw her too.

I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving

I'm your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island

Raisin' hell all over town

Sorry 'bout it

I didn’t want to go to band practice. I didn’t want them to see my shaking hands or ask my stupid fucking questions that didn’t matter.

At least she had agreed to go with me. Her brown hair wrapped in one of those silky driving scarfs like the 1960s, big sunglasses to hide the hangover in her eyes that she was surely feeling after we had partied. Her hand was on his lap, keeping him steady as he drove to the practice space.

Walking inside, I hide my eyes behind big sunglasses, I could feel the sweat glistening like a second skin on my body. Anxiety crippling me as I licked my lips wanting to get back to my house.

My eyes followed her, watching her move around the instruments shooting me a smile as she ran her hands down my bass. I couldn’t help but smile back at her.

“Yo, Nikki, are you okay?” Tommy’s voice made me turn away from her nodding as I sat down hard on the couch. I had never brought a girl to practice before so I was sure they were surprised to see her. To see me so happy with someone.

“Come here.” I held my arms open, watching her smile as she bounced towards me twisting around the guys as they watched me. The brunette plopped down on my lap and I held her close looking out at them.

“What are you playing at?” Vince asked, the confusion was written across his face and I felt angry. Vince had been parading chicks through band practice for years. And now he was acting like this? Fucking asshole.

“Cmon, show her some respect, dicks.” She was shifting in my arms holding onto me and purring sweet words in my ears, my eyes closing and only coming awake when Vince kicked my shin.

“Show who respect?” My eyes went up to look at her but she was glaring at them. Her eyes were on fire as if she was protecting me from the band.

“Nikki, we should go. Let’s go home and I’ll take care of you. You don’t need this. I don’t need this. This was a bad idea, Nikki. A very bad idea.” She was getting up tugging at me to leave.

“My girl.” I was standing gesturing at her beside me, watching the way her dark eyes were slits now. Anger so clear as she tried to wrap herself around me and get me away from them.

They sat there, no one saying a word as they looked at each other and than a me. I turned to look at her, panic was there as she stepped forward touching my face, my eyes closing at the sweet caresses from her fingers. My skin feeling alive like bristling fire under her touch

“It’s me and you Nikki. Don’t forget how I love you. I love you always. No judgement. No-“

“Nikki, no ones there.” Tommy’s voice came out soft and I turned to look from her to him, feeling the slender hand slip out of mine. I went to tell her to wait but she was gone.

Whirling around I saw it was just the band in the space, no mystery brunette anywhere in sight. I collapsed on the couch gripping my hair as my teeth gnashed together.

This was the furthest it had come. The lowest point of my drug addiction. In my loneliness I had created a woman out of heroin. Someone to make me feel less alone when I shot up.

I created love through a needle and that was when I knew I needed to stop if I ever wanted to love anything again.

I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him

Who else is gonna put up with me this way?

I need you, I breathe you, I'll never leave you!

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wickedbarnes · 5 years ago

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Forbidden Fruit (Pt. 4) | Keanu Reeves x Reader

Part 3

WARNING: Daddy kink/issues. Age gap. Filthy fucking smut, what everyone's been fucking waiting for (18+ readers ONLY). Slight blood kink.

NOTE: I hope this chapter was good enough. This is my gift for you guys since I saw how much you support my writings and how worried a lot of you were when my account was terminated. I hope this is a good enough gift hehe. Also, if you guys want to be added on the taglist in future chapters, just say so!

"W-What?" You asked, secretly pinching your thighs to try and see if this was all a dream.

Keanu stared at you with this intensity in his eyes. The familiar chocolate brown eyes he always had was replaced by a darker shade of lust and you gulped at the sight. You tried your hardest to avert your gaze somewhere else, trying your best not to look at his twitching cock that was standing up against his abdomen on all its glory.

Jesus fuck he was huge.

"I said, come here, Y/N." Your body stilled at the mention of your name from his mouth. You knew he was serious the moment he uttered your name for the first time in how many days. Taking a deep breath, you skeptically made your way closer to him while nervously fiddling with your fingers.

"Sit." His command instantly made you sit down on the edge of the bed, still not having the courage to look at him in the eye because you knew that if you did, you feared you might spontaneously combust on the spot.

Keanu looked at you and almost hated you for looking so innocently tempting. He was much taller and bigger than you are and it'd be so easy to just grab you take you right there and then. He wondered how loud you'd get whenever someone took you so roughly in bed and the thought caused his cock to twitch again that he had to bite down his tongue to stop himself from making any noises.

"You shouldn't be watching me, sweet girl." Keanu would say gently but the gravel in his voice made you weak in the knees, you silently thanked him that he had you sit down.

"I-I know." You replied, feeling your cheeks heat up at the situation at hand. Would he tell your Mom? Would he ignore you after this? What will he do?

All these questions ran inside your head that you didn't notice Keanu reaching out and caressing your cheek with the back of his hand before tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear.

"Look at me, baby." He whispered and you couldn't help but shift your eyes towards him and the look you gave alone almost made him let out a groan on the spot.

God, you looked so fucking delectable. So ripe for the taking.

"What you did was bad. You shouldn't be watching me like that. And you shouldn't be touching yourself in the process." Keanu had this predatory look on his face as he gently grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to him, causing you to gasp lightly, the noise causing him to smirk quite a bit.

"M-Maybe you shouldn't have left the door open." You stated, trying to grab as much confidence you had left in you as you could. Your reply made Keanu's brows rise up in amusement, he found it adorable that you tried to act tough despite how close you were at falling into his whims.

"Yeah? Well maybe you shouldn't have peeked in."

"Maybe you shouldn't have moaned my name." You backfired, trying to test what his reaction to that one might be. Keanu stilled and looked deep into your eyes before he grabbed your jaw in his calloused hand firmly, making you whimper.

"Maybe you shouldn't be such a fucking temptress." He hissed and his words alone caused you to freeze on your spot as he slowly let go of your face, his fingers ghosting down to your neck, your collarbone and then your shoulder, where the puff sleeve of your dress began to slip down as it exposed your right shoulder.

"This is what I was talking about." He said, his voice dangerously low, "Just look at you. Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to ignore you? Especially when you look so fucking good?"

You opened your mouth to say something but no words came out. Instead, Keanu looked at you and took the opportunity to slip in his thumb inside your slightly opened mouth. The action took you by surprise but your body began to relax as you held his arm steady, your cheeks hollowing as you began to softly suck on his thumb.

Keanu never left his eyes on you. Instead, he watched just how pretty you looked, sucking on his thumb. How pretty your lips looked wrapped around it. And the look of pure bliss when you finally had something of his inside your sinful mouth.

"So fucking beautiful..." He whispered and pulled his thumb away, making you whine softly at him which caused a chuckle to emit from his lips.

"Please..." You pleaded, no longer taking the teasing anymore. You were already here, sucking on his fucking thumb while he was stark naked in front of you. You already knew he knew how much he wanted you and there was no doubt he wanted you as well.

You've had enough, you wanted him to take you.

"Please what, angel?" Keanu asked. He already knew what you wanted. But for some sick, twisted reason, he needed to hear it from your lips. To hell with the consequences, he'll deal with that later.

"Please fuck me... Fuck me, Keanu, just do it. I promise I'll be good. Only for you, just please." You pleaded, practically begged at him and your words caused Keanu to growl softly. The sound was enough to make you wetter by the second. You swore you were already dripping through the bed.

"Such a needy girl you are, baby. You want my cock, is that it?" Keanu teased, putting his hand on your thigh as he slowly hiked your dress up, revealing your baby pink laced panties that was already pushed to the side, giving him a glimpse of how deliciously wet you are already.

"Fuck, look at you.." You whimpered softly at the look he gave you. It was the look of hunger and you were already familiar with that stare. You've gotten it from the previous men you were in a relationship with but Keanu's was by far your favorite. His eyes were expressive and you could tell by how his cock has been twitching that he wanted nothing more than to have you sit down right on top of his fucking cock.

"What a naughty girl. Getting all wet by watching an old man like me masturbate." Keanu chuckled deeply and made sure your dress was all hiked up. He liked to see you like this. All flustered and soaking just for him.

Keanu's hand pushed your thighs apart, causing you to spread out more in front of him which you gladly obliged. The fucking sight of you is just mouth-watering. He had never seen someone so beautiful. So innocent yet so sinful. The older man sucked on the thumb you previously sucked on and pushed your panties more to the side before he began to rub circles on your swollen nub.

The sensation was enough to make you throw your head back, a delicious moan escaping your mouth as you felt his thumb just circling around your clit. You were so sensitive and lust began to cloud in your eyes and you felt as if your mind was shortcircuiting.

A part of you wanted to stop. This was your mom's boyfriend and you knew how much she loved him, you had seen it earlier. The way Keanu looked at her with softness in his eyes. And how he never fails to kiss her goodbye when she goes to work and when she gets home.

But a part of you was selfish. So selfish in fact, that you found yourself grinding against Keanu's hand, whiny moans escaping your glossed lips as the older man looked at you with this predatory look in his eyes. You knew you needed to stop this but your body was telling you otherwise.

And Keanu felt the same way. But it was as if he was throwing everything out the window and that included his morals, to hell with that. A soft growl escaped his mouth as he saw how you fucking glistened. And you glistened just for him, he did that.

The thought of being able to make you this wet made something in him snap and you found Keanu just suddenly ripping your panties off and you could've sworn he ruined them. You squealed when he grabbed a hold of your thighs, pulling you towards the edge of the bed as he hiked your dress up even more until you were completely exposed for him.

Keanu got off of the bed, positioning himself in between your legs when he spread them open. He couldn't help the grunt that emitted from his lips at the sight of your pussy looking like a whole fucking dessert.

"Holy fucking Christ, you look so good..." Keanu whispered, mostly to himself as he began to pepper kisses along your legs and inner thighs, his beard slightly scratching your skin making you whimper for him.

"Please, daddy..."

"I know, baby, I know. Shit, I've never seen a pussy this pretty." He groaned and spread your lips apart with his fingers and you could've sworn Keanu had drooled a bit at the sight of you all spread out for him.

"Y/N, I can't take it anymore, I'm gonna fucking taste you." And before you could even realize what was going on, you mouth dropped open as a loud, almost pornographic like moan slipped out of your lips when Keanu's tongue laid flat on your cunt before he began to lap up your juices.

"Oh, God, fuck yes!" You cried out and tangled your fingers in Keanu's hair while you spread your legs out as more for him. You felt his tongue flickering on your clit before sucking on it. It seemed as if he wasn't satisfied with just that. Keanu would spread your pussy lips open with his fingers before he shoved his tongue right inside of your cunt.

Your eyes rolled at the back of your head as you babbled incoherent words while you grinded your pussy more onto his tongue, dying for more friction.

"You taste so fucking good, doll. So sweet, fuck..." Keanu groaned against your soaking core just as you failed on keeping yourself up and collapsed on the bed completely, mind completely hazed with pleasure.

"You're making my pussy feel amazing, daddy." You whimpered, letting the lewd words out of your mouth before you could even stop yourself.

Keanu chuckled darkly at your words just as you felt his fingers teasing your hole, trying to lube them up while his tongue was too busy focusing on your throbbing clit.

It was too much, it was too fucking much and he was just eating you out. What more could happen when he starts to fuck you?

"Keanu, I- Oh fuck, fuck!" Your words were cut short when Keanu pushed two of his fingers up your pussy, "Holy shit, Keanu, you're so good!"

"How sweet of you, baby." He teased just as he began to pump his fingers in and out of you in a slow pace but it gradually sped up and before you knew it, he was curling his fingers up to hit that sweet spot that always weakened you.

"Fuck, baby, I wish you could just see how fucking beautiful you are. How fucking delicious you look." Keanu placed a kiss on your inner thigh and couldn't help but reach up to grope your breast with his free hand.

It was getting too much to bear. Keanu was being too skillful with his fingers. Shoving it deep in you and curling his fingers up to hit your g-spot. When that wasn't enough for him, he pulled back to watch your reaction when he started to rub circles on your clit with his thumb.

The writhing of your hips and the delicious noises that you let out was fucking heaven itself, he wished to have it recorded but maybe that could be done later. His lips twitched into a smirk as he felt your walls clenching around his fingers, your juices completely oozing onto his palm. You were close, he could feel it.

"Shit, shit." You whimpered desperately, "Daddy, I'm so close, you're gonna make me cum..."

"I know, sweet girl, I know. I can feel you. I can fucking feel you clenching around my fingers."

"Please, please! Please, Keanu..." You pleaded and you knew that Keanu knew what you wanted but it wasn't enough. He needed to hear you say it. Say and tell him what you want him to do to you.

"Please what, baby? Come on, I know you can tell me. Fuck, you've been such a good girl, tell daddy what you want." He cooed at you and the fact that he refers to himself as daddy just made you moan even more, tears starting to prickle in the corner of your eyes.

"M-Make- oh my god, keep doing that- make me cum... please make me cum, Keanu, I'll do anything, I beg you just... please!" You begged him and that was enough for Keanu to press his forehead against yours, silently coaxing you to look him in the eye.

"Cum, pretty girl. Cum for daddy, come on." He encouraged you as you struggled to keep your eyes open when your body finally let go and came hard on him fingers. Unbeknownst you, it drove Keanu crazy that you chose to look at him as you reached your orgasm. You moaned against Keanu's mouth just as he groaned against yours at the feeling of how tight and warm you felt as you came just for him. He could only imagine how much he'd ravage you when he finally gets the opportunity to push his cock inside your cunt.

When your body somehow stilled, you panted and whimpered at how empty you felt when Keanu pulled his fingers out of you. You felt yourself blushing when he proudly showed how his hand was glistening from your nectar.

You opened your mouth to say something but instead, let out a small gasp as you watched Keanu wrapping his lips around his fingers, tasting yourself on him while his dark eyes were completely focused on you.

"Keanu..." You whispered but you were instantly baffled when he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours, kissing you roughly as his hand found its way on your cheek. Keanu would position himself in between your legs, the tip of his cock slightly brushing against your creamy folds.

"I don't think I could hold myself back much longer." He'd whisper.

"Don't. Just please, don't." You looked deep into his eyes, silently pleading him to just fucking take you.

Keanu stared down at you and he knew right then and there that he was done for. Well, he was already done for the moment he began to lust after you. This was just the cherry on top of the devil's cake.

He'd grab his throbbing length and rubbed it up and down your slit, making sure his cock was all lubed up before he slid himself into you. As much as he loved to know the feeling of your mouth around his cock, that had to wait.

"I want you to look at me when I shove my cock deep inside you." Keanu would whisper and you couldn't help but nod your head vigorously at his request.

Taking a deep breath, Keanu would line himself up at your entrance and slowly pushed himself inside as he groaned in response. You took a sharp breath since he was much bigger than you imagined and you needed a moment to adjust yourself around his size.

"Shhh, it's okay, sweet girl." He'd coo at you as he gently caressed your cheek with the back of his hand. Once Keanu was fully inside, you took a few seconds to get comfortable before you nodded your head for him to move.

His thrusts were slow at first. As if he wanted you to desperately plead him to go faster. And somehow, that worked. You found yourself rocking back against his cock, your legs wrapped around his waist and silently coaxed him to fasten up his pace.

"What do you want, baby?" He asked, sensing how much you were squirming underneath him, your hips rolling against his length and the sight made him curse.

"Faster, Keanu, please..." You whimper and Keanu didn't need to be told twice as he picked up the pace and began to pound your pussy as if it was the first time in a long time he'd had sex.

"Oh, fuck, fuck! My God, you're fucking tight!" Keanu moaned loudly and soon, it was followed by a whimper, "Baby, you're so good around my cock, holy shit..."

"All for you, daddy." You managed to say as you looked down, watching Keanu push himself in and out of your oozing cunt.

"Yeah, you like what you see? You're one dirty little slut, aren't you? Wanting to be fucked by a man twice your age." Keanu's filthy words caused a series of whorish moans to escape from your drooling mouth.

It was already too much but you wanted more of what you're getting. Keanu's cock was repeatedly hitting your g-spot and you knew he was getting close the moment you felt his thrusts getting sloppier by the second. Reaching down, you found yourself bold enough to grab his ass, your nails digging down on your skin as you silently indicated for him to go deeper.

An almost animalistic growl escaped his mouth as he grabbed your leg and put it over his shoulder before he grabbed your hips and drove himself deep inside your greedy pussy. The once silent room was filled with your moans and the bed creaking and you were sure enough that the neighbors could hear you especially when it's already late at night.

Keanu couldn't even help but collapse and nuzzle his face against your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your skin before he bit down on it causing you to yelp. The stinging pain from his bite just added more to the pleasure you were feeling and suddenly, you began to feel the familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach.

"Keanu... Daddy, I'm gonna-"

"I know, baby, I know. Just hold on for daddy a bit, yeah? Just a little longer, angel." Keanu whimpered against your ear as he kept thrusting himself balls deep in you. You bit your lip hard enough to draw blood on your lips that when Keanu pulled away from your neck and saw how red your lips were, the image of you all flushed with lust clouding your eyes and lips all red was enough for him to give you one final thrust before he moaned your name out loud as he shot ropes of his thick cum inside you.

You whimpered at the feeling and soon, your body jumped when you felt Keanu reaching down to rub your clit vigorously as he kept pounding your pussy despite him already cumming. The sensation got too much to the point you felt yourself letting go.

"Oh, fuck! Don't stop, don't stop!" You screamed out in pleasure and Keanu nodded his head vigorously at your demand.

"Holy shit, baby, I can feel you cumming on my cock." Keanu hissed and soon crashed his lips against yours, slightly tasting your blood on your lips and it only made him groan as he slowly calmed down.

Pulling away, Keanu collapsed on the bed beside you, panting as he looked up at the ceiling. You were trying to catch your breath, your legs were shaking and it took a good few minutes before you finally gathered your composure.

You were both disheveled. Keanu was laying down on the bed completely naked, his hair matted against his forehead while you were still in your dress. However, you noticed how the sleeves of your dress had already slipped off of your shoulders and the clothing barely covered your cunt, you hair looking like a completely mess with your lips slightly wounded from how hard you bit it.

It was all real.

The thought had hit you like a truck. You somehow hoped this was all a dream. But when you turned to look at Keanu and saw how he looked as if he had made the same realization as you, you knew this was as real as it can be.

"Oh God..." You whispered, your eyes widening slowly in shock.

But nothing could've prepared you from what you heard from Keanu.

"What have we done?"

At this point, you're not so sure anymore if this was worth it.

To hell with forbidden fruits.

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years ago

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Rio & Buster

Rio: [a box of stuff of his that got messed up in with Nancy's in the move 'cos your sister ain't talking to you either] Rio: [just like there you go] Buster: [thrilled about it] Buster: [takes it upstairs to the flat over said pub because he's staying there in protest fuck all of y'all] Rio: Lucky they've not got lodgers Buster: What can I say? Charmed life Rio: No doubt Rio: 'cos spare bedroom at theirs ain't so spare now Buster: Unlucky them Rio: Not really where my pity's going Rio: sure they'll find space for the punching bag Buster: No doubt Buster: It's as much a member of the fam as any of us at this point Rio: Sod Nance then Rio: stay on the sofa 'til Uni, like Buster: Not like she'd put up a fight Rio: Not like anyone's gonna bring another one to her Buster: Yeah that's the point Rio: Is it? Buster: Here 'cause she's down & out now Buster: Spent fucking ages on the ropes like Buster: No stamina left, is there? Rio: Sooo kick her whilst she's down/kick her out of the spare room Rio: Interesting idea Buster: Necessary more like Buster: But whatever Rio: Your solution Rio: Reckon it'll toughen her up Buster: Probably too late for that but when the alternative becomes walking on eggshells for the foreseeable future Buster: Have to try Rio: It's summer Rio: everyone's having a break, yeah Buster: So I should give her one, yeah? Buster: Way ahead of you Rio: Not just you Buster: If everyone else gives her any more of one we can just call this her party Rio: Nah Rio: she'd hate that Rio: heaven forbid Buster: Yeah well Buster: [back & hitting up the 18 year old hot barmaid like Rio: [when you're rolling your eyes so hard they gonna get stuck at the back of your head] Rio: be useful and get him another drink Buster: [When the girl loves it tho] Buster: Do you want one? Rio: Are you offering Buster: What was that just then if not? Rio: No telling Rio: go on then Buster: How many have you already had if you can't tell what 'do you want a drink' means? Buster: & Am I meant to guess what, like? Rio: It don't matter if it's wet and alcoholic Buster: 😂 Buster: Alright, brandy it is then Rio: See Rio: this is why I can't tell Rio: pisstake Buster: I'm always serious about getting pissed at fam functions Buster: You know that Rio: then don't get me fucking brandy or I've got no chance Buster: Then tell me what you want & stop trying to make me mind read Rio: You mean you can't? Rio: Disappointing Buster: You mean you want me to? Buster: Alright Rio: Don't take your time Rio: know what he's like if he actually finishes one before having the next lined up Buster: [Brings her the exact right drink obvs cos ofc he knows] Rio: [does cheers motion when she takes it] Buster: [& we back on our barmaid bullshit again cos gonna take her outside or upstairs at some point & need to put in that work] Rio: Does she know you're a child, like Buster: Firstly, I ain't & secondly, mind your own Rio: You are and how Rio: your attempts are blatant Buster: Care more about the birthday boy or my sister the other guest of honour Buster: That'd do for a start Rio: Take your own advice Buster: My distraction is sorted, cheers Buster: You're the one asking me how to get one Rio: I'm not, I'm asking if she knows she's down for some kiddie fiddling or what Buster: Ask her if you're so concerned, like Rio: Ha don't dare me Buster: We can play if you want Buster: Been a while Rio: Your distraction is sorted Buster: Not if you ruin it Rio: What I do best Buster: Yeah Rio: She's not going to fuck her employers grandson Rio: get a grip Buster: You wish she wouldn't Rio: You're dellusional Rio: at least if I do it you'll have someone to blame Buster: Nah, it's a summer job & summer ain't lasting much longer Buster: Her words not mine Rio: I asked for her life story less than you did Buster: Gotta get your fun while you can, babe Rio: That's what she's counting fucking a virgin kid Rio: you reckon Dublin's a smalltown but it ain't that small Buster: I'm not a virgin or a kid Buster: Try again Rio: You're both Buster: Not for ages now Buster: The past's gone, stop living there Rio: 😂 Rio: the big boy act is not convincing Rio: let's hope she is noncy or you have 0 chance Buster: 😂 Buster: I'd have sent you more frequent updates if I'd known you were this invested Rio: No need Rio: can see the show from here Buster: & I can see the colour of your eyes from here Buster: If it makes you this jealous, don't watch, babe Rio: Not meant to be looking Rio: or at least pretending you ain't Rio: remember Buster: Take your own advice Rio: I don't have to Rio: you said you would Buster: Ain't that the world's biggest cop out Buster: But fine Rio: I didn't want to stop Rio: it was for your benefit so act like it Buster: Get a grip Buster: I haven't done anything but act like it Rio: Keep it up Buster: You're the one watching me reap the benefits Rio: You could call it that Buster: I just did Rio: I thought you was trying to sound mature here Rio: probably calm down Buster: I don't have to try Buster: At anything Rio: 😂 Rio: don't lead with that whatever you do Rio: napoleon complex got you sounded younger than you are, kiddo Buster: I don't need your advice, you already did me a really big favour, like Rio: You need so much more help than I'm willing to give Rio: not got that samaritans gig yet Buster: That's the thing, I don't 'cause I fucked a girl when you left & haven't wanted to stop since Buster: Haven't needed to either so like I said, cheers Rio: [audibly lols] Rio: yep, bragging on numbers Rio: PEAK mature big boy moves Rio: Oh my God, McKenna Rio: [walking away from view once she's downed what's left of her drink] Buster: That is how it normally goes, yeah. Could almost be a direct quote Rio: I'm as impressed as they are, I guarantee it Buster: Nah, but you don't get to be Buster: Have to keep to my word Rio: Hardly Rio: at best you're on a promise here Rio: aren't married Rio: unless you're really committed to pretending you're grown Rio: very first school, it's sweet Buster: 😂 Rio: Still dramatic Buster: Says you Rio: Yeah Rio: focus Rio: know it's like a dream but keep up Buster: Talking to you ain't that much of a nightmare, don't do yourself down, babe Buster: & Well done for not openly crying or begging, like Buster: Maybe you do possess some self control in spite of everything Rio: Night's still young Rio: but nah, keep dreaming Rio: if there was anyone else here Buster: I will Buster: & If there was nobody else here, yeah? Rio: Exactly Buster: Exactly Rio: Exactly Rio: what are we talking about Buster: You're about to analyze my dreams, aren't you? Rio: Can Rio: so easy but hit me with it Buster: Only easy when you're in 'em babe, but that is often Rio: Good one Buster: They are good, yeah Rio: You're welcome for all the inspiration Buster: You don't get to take credit for my imagination Rio: Yeah I do Rio: you're a boy, it's a well-known fact you have none Buster: Bullshit Rio: It's true! Rio: they've done studies and everything Buster: Not on me Rio: Special, are you Buster: You know it Rio: You're funny Buster: & Imaginative Buster: Everything fun we ever did was my idea Rio: Bullshit 😂 Buster: True you mean Rio: Nope, definitely not Buster: Name one thing you thought of Rio: Getting drunk was my idea Rio: as was calling the adults when you when green literal so you owe me your life, actually Buster: Nah, you just agreed with me Buster: & that don't count as fun Rio: No way Rio: don't misremember Rio: woulda been if you did it right Buster: Don't you Buster: Just 'cause it suits you now Rio: I ain't Rio: cheek Buster: You are Rio: You aren't the only one who has fun, or can, I'm not gonna say that Buster: Don't then Rio: Don't say I ain't fun Rio: you know I am Buster: No I don't Buster: I told you, that kid's dead & buried Rio: You know I am now Rio: whoever you are Buster: Again, no I don't Rio: Shut up Buster: Maybe if I asked Miles he'd vouch for you, but we don't talk Rio: Still? Buster: What, there's meant to be a time limit on it? Buster: I beat him up & he ain't over it Buster: I can't say I'm gutted Rio: Worse than girls Rio: well, not at your school, obviously Buster: Whatever you say, babe Rio: What, you reckon you ain't? Buster: I don't care enough to reckon about it Rio: You are Rio: listen to me, no need to wonder Buster: Like I said, whatever you say Rio: You're so cute Buster: Yeah, I know Buster: But shut up Rio: Make me Buster: You wish Rio: Yawn Buster: Big surprise, you're bored & boring Buster: Again Rio: That's your bit Buster: Where? Buster: When? Rio: Here and now, baby Buster: Nah Rio: Mhmm Buster: Have another drink, you're bound to change your mind Rio: Jesus you sound like your dad Rio: that makes sense Rio: the whole act Buster: Glad you reckon you've made sense of something Buster: Must be a relief Rio: Not really but what can you do Rio: nothing, apparently Buster: You'll get over it Rio: You wish Buster: Not really, but what can you do Rio: Plenty Rio: if you'd let me Buster: Come on then Buster: Do something Rio: [Comes up and gets a drink from barmaid and is like come on then, to Buster, not her lmao] Buster: [Gives her an amused look but doesn't move yet cos not making it that easy] Rio: [is like 'how am I meant to do anything here?'] Buster: ['You're not meant to do anything, full stop. Figure it out'] Rio: [just a look like 'why not?' and then chatting to the barmaid in a way she can 'cos friendly bitch and making her come dance with her 'cos power move] Buster: [a look back that means you know why not but then a lol at the antics that he lets happen before cutting in & kissing the barmaid cos of course] Rio: [probably not a good idea boy your fam gon cockblock now] Buster: [better take her away quick before they realize, off you go outside you two, gods speed] Rio: Fuck you Buster: You can't Rio: Fuck you Buster: Fuck you just as hard, babe Rio: Yeah right Buster: Yeah right Rio: I'm going Buster: Alright Buster: See you around, Cavante Rio: No Buster: Like or not, I'm here for a while Buster: So probably Rio: Fuck off Rio: seriously Rio: stay to yourself like you want to Buster: Feel free to convince my parents I should Buster: Been there, tried it myself Rio: Feel free to drop dead Rio: not doing anything for you Buster: You should've let me if you feel that strongly Rio: That boys already dead and burried Rio: how many times have you dramatically spewed that Buster: Maybe two Rio: Enough you don't need to chat it now Buster: I'm not, you are Rio: Yeah you are Buster: Nah, I'm saying, I bet you wish you didn't save me back then Buster: If only you could see the future, yeah? Rio: You wish Rio: You want everyone to hate you so bad Rio: have to wait 'til you're grown to fuck off and leave everyone behind Buster: Nah, Nance has fucked off already, that's one down Buster: My odds are good on not having to wait Rio: make you feel better when they forced you on the plane yeah Rio: diddums Rio: how 'bout you fuck her and get onto smack Rio: that's it, or death Buster: All the better for seeing you, obviously Buster: Very inconsiderate of her to turn out gay, like Buster: I'll have to kill myself, I guess Rio: Yeah you'd never Buster: Why not? Rio: Love yourself too much Rio: sadly Buster: All the more reason to do it myself, make it worthy of me Buster: & Really dramatic, of course Rio: You're all chat Rio: and you'd stay alive just to spite me Rio: twat Buster: You ain't that special, remember? Rio: Neither are you but doesn't stop you reckoning Rio: so leave it out Rio: you're a shit liar for someone who does it all the time Buster: So are you Rio: I'm not lying Rio: you 2 for 2 now Buster: Tell me again how I'm not special or you hate me Buster: It's a lie Rio: I do hate you right now Rio: and you aren't special I just fucking Rio: I don't know Rio: it's a me issue, you've said it enough Rio: it's not about you Buster: You do know & it is about me Rio: Why are you doing this now Buster: Why are you? Rio: Because I fucking wanted to Rio: you don't so stop Buster: I'm giving you exactly what I said I would Buster: What you asked me to Rio: How is that what I asked Buster: You said stop this Rio: I said come on Rio: and now you're fucking taunting me 'cos why Rio: it's fun Rio: you want me to hate you Buster: You wanna hate me Rio: Bullshit Buster: Every time you say it, I can feel you fucking hoping it'll cancel out how much you want me Buster: Well, now you don't want me anymore Buster: You're welcome Rio: You're an idiot Buster: I'm too sober for your stupidity is what I am Rio: Don't you dare Buster: I do dare, deal with it Rio: Again Rio: 2 for 2 so no you fucking don't Buster: Again, whatever you say babe Rio: It's known Rio: was right Buster: Yeah? Rio: Yep Rio: pussy Buster: You ain't been right about anything other than how shit our kiss was Buster: I learned my lesson then, that's all Rio: You're full of shit Rio: why keep talking Rio: I don't believe you or anything you say Buster: Then we finally agree about something 'cause that's exactly how I've felt about you since you ruined my birthday Rio: Yeah, why would I make myself look insane just to be lying Rio: Fucking good one Sherlock Rio: you're gonna be a shit lawyer with that intuition Buster: All I need is the ability to bullshit & I have that Rio: You don't even need that Rio: plenty of second-rate rich boys playing dress up Rio: swap the badge for a robe, yeah Buster: Good thing too, at least it'll take you a while to be done fucking them all Buster: You're already so bored, like Rio: Oh my God, you still care about that Rio: like I ain't been whoring around my own postcode for a year since then Buster: Such a dramatic pussy so obviously Buster: You fucking hurt me Rio: I know Rio: You hurt me right back Rio: and still are Buster: What did you expect? Rio: Not you to keep this up forever Buster: All I've kept up is the distance you all but fucking begged me for Rio: I don't want it Buster: You think I want it? Rio: yeah Buster: Don't be stupid Rio: Don't Buster: Fuck you Rio: what Buster: You can say what you want, fucking throw yourself at me in there & I can't tell you what you already know Rio: I don't know that at all Rio: and even if I accept it now and try and believe you, you'll take it back later and Buster: Don't ask me to & I won't Rio: Okay Rio: promise Rio: don't need to cut our palms but I swear Buster: I ain't fucking doing that my dad's scar is really ugly from when he & Joe did & for what? Rio: 😂 Rio: I said we don't need to Rio: can still be a hand model if you want, not gonna take that from you Buster: Cheers Rio: alright but is that a deal or no Buster: It sounds like you want blood to me babe Buster: Hold on, I'll break this glass, like Rio: Do not Rio: and I don't want you to kill yourself either Rio: or die just in general Rio: btw Buster: I don't want you to whore around your postcode, but things happen Rio: Mixed messages because you definitely told me to but Buster: You told me to drop dead Buster: At least I gave you an easier one Rio: Well alright, if we're changing our minds here Rio: though rude that's the only thing you wanna take back, just saying Buster: I never said that Rio: you said I should go whore round, now you're saying nah so Rio: yeah Buster: What I mean is, there's loads of shit I wanna take back Buster: Not just that Rio: Oh Rio: me too Buster: But I can't & neither can you Buster: Only thing I can't do, but still Rio: Sure you can Rio: people do and say shit all the time and take it back Rio: easy Rio: what's hard is not doing and saying it again Buster: Yeah Buster: Alright Rio: I'll expect it in writing Rio: take your time Buster: Fuck off Buster: Just 'cause I'm capable of an essay unlike my sister, don't mean you're getting one Rio: Just adding to your workload here Rio: be nice whilst you're Rio: not ahead Buster: Fuck that it's summer Buster: Give me a break Rio: Then see me Rio: have fun with me Rio: you're stuck here anyway Buster: Rio don't Rio: Why not Buster: Come on Buster: You're gonna make it even harder for me, really? Rio: I just Rio: I really don't want to hate you, okay Rio: don't make me, that's hard Buster: It's easier than not Buster: Harder to be around each other if we don't Rio: Barely Rio: I nearly just bottled you Rio: how is that better Buster: That pain is piss easy to handle compared to what you could do Rio: It don't feel any easier to me Rio: feels the same Buster: 'Cause I can't bottle you Rio: well, I can't actually you, to be fair Rio: or random girls just 'cos Buster: 'Course you could Buster: You'd have to stretch if you wanna get me over the head, like Rio: 😂 Rio: Shh Rio: it's very much illegal, even when you're asking for it Buster: Or stand on a barstool Buster: Or the bar itself Rio: not that you're thinking about it Rio: weirdo 😜 Buster: I think about you loads, get over it Rio: don't wanna Buster: If I have to, then you do Rio: I never said you have to Buster: I'm saying it, I have too much shit to do to be distracted by you constantly Rio: okay but Rio: little bit Rio: all work no play Rio: come on Buster: I play as hard and you know it Buster: Even when you are there trying to fuck everything up Rio: Exactly Rio: so don't try saying you've got no time for me Buster: I never said none, I said not as much as how often I think about you & then my thoughts want me to give you Rio: I know Rio: I get it too, I mean Buster: Of course, I got really hot Buster: I was a cute kid but Rio: Alright Rio: 😏 Buster: Alright what? Rio: We don't need to talk about how hot you are Buster: It won't be a two way convo, just tell me Rio: You know already shh Buster: Come on Rio: You're gonna be mean Rio: I can feel it Buster: Just say it for me once Buster: You never got me a birthday present Rio: Fine but if you're really annoying about it you're getting muted okay Buster: Or bottled Rio: Yeah you really are wishing now Rio: but you're hot Rio: really hot Rio: you know you are Buster: Fuck Buster: I know you are Rio: ha Rio: I've thought about you saying that loads Buster: What else do I say? Rio: Lots of things Rio: but don't waste loads of time talking, wouldn't be very true to character would it Buster: 😂 Buster: Obviously not Rio: Jesus Rio: I'm glad I left Buster: I'm not Rio: You left too Buster: Well, I ain't proud of that, am I Rio: Yeah Rio: it is what it is Buster: Nah Buster: It ain't that passive, it's what I made it into, deliberately Rio: I know Rio: I mean, obviously within your rights to do it Rio: shitty or otherwise Buster: I'm sorry Rio: Yeah Rio: thanks Rio: it's alright Rio: well it weren't but apology accepted, basically Buster: Where are you? Rio: Omw home Rio: nearly back Buster: Well, that deserves another apology Buster: Nearly Rio: it's okay Rio: gave him his present so won't be as gutted, like Buster: You can still be 👑 Buster: Thank Christ Rio: Honestly Rio: can ruin my night but not my rep, like Buster: I'm being sent home. Home home, not holiday home so no danger to your rep, just mine Rio: Why Rio: I mean Rio: you've been on worst behaviour all round, apparently but what was the final straw Buster: Mum's on one about the barmaid Rio: How mad will you be if I say told you so Rio: just wondering Buster: How mad would you be if I tell you I told her it was worth it Rio: you've actually got a death wish Rio: you know that's gonna make her mad, that kind of thing Buster: Why else do you think I announced it at perfect everybody overhear this volume? Rio: Why are you so mad at them? Buster: How far back do you want me to go? Rio: Alright Rio: over Nancy moving then Buster: They're letting her, ain't that enough? Rio: You'll miss her Buster: I won't Rio: What then Rio: isn't it a good thing for you, you won't have to worry about people talking shit on her, having to smack lads for her Buster: Don't mean I'm not angry she gets to move countries but I can't stay home alone, 'cause that's bullshit when I can take care of myself & she can't Rio: She's living with nan and granddad Rio: they're not just leaving her to do what she wants, like Buster: As good as Buster: How long before she's at ours, I'm calling it Rio: Nah Rio: they'll be more involved than your parents are, no offense Rio: so you still come off better Buster: We'll see Rio: You can be angry still Rio: and miss her, even a bit Buster: Cheers for the permission, like Rio: Any time Buster: How do these parties get more shit with every passing year, have a word Granddad, fuck's sake Rio: 'cos we get older but still get treated like kids Rio: and you're moodier, somehow Buster: You were calling me a kid not long ago, now you're gonna call 'em out for doing it, yeah? Rio: Not saying they shouldn't or that you ain't Rio: just why it's shit Buster: Very diplomatic Rio: mhmm Rio: you don't deserve me being mean about it, soz Buster: So you're only gonna be nice from now? Rio: Diplomatic Rio: you don't wanna be friends Buster: I don't wanna disfigure my hand with a blade Buster: If you wanna make me a better offer Rio: Did that too Rio: but seriously Rio: it was weird not talking for all that time Rio: barely talking anyway Buster: Yeah Rio: just don't stay away that hard yeah Buster: How hard then? Rio: as hard as you wanna Rio: but actually Rio: don't pretend Buster: What if I actually don't wanna? Rio: then don't Rio: it's just talking Rio: nothing wrong with that Buster: Okay Rio: Good Rio: I missed you Rio: sometimes Buster: Only when you were awake Rio: 😂 Rio: not dreaming about you, no? Rio: basically #humble for you Buster: That's what I was saying, those hours when you can't dream about me must have been the absolute worst, babe Rio: Oh god Rio: keep chatting, might cure me 😏 Buster: You know what the cure is Rio: Yeah? Buster: Eat cheese before you go to bed & have nightmares instead Buster: That or drink brandy til you can't dream Buster: Might die but Rio: 😂 Rio: I'm sure we don't have any of that filth Rio: 'less you can cook with it, hmm Rio: I'll see Buster: You can Rio: Get you Buster: Crêpes Suzette being the classic Rio: You're funny Rio: don't think I'm gonna go to that trouble when I could just stay up Buster: I'll come make them for you, call it a peace offering Rio: Party's gone that downhill 'cos I left, yeah? Buster: To be honest Rio: Guess your friend left when you embarrassed her along with your ma? Buster: She's not my friend Buster: But obviously Rio: well you know what I mean Rio: at least its a summer job Buster: I wouldn't have gone there otherwise, don't need to run into her every time I get dragged back here Rio: 🙄 Rio: how you getting 'round that at home then Buster: By being upfront about it Buster: No big words though Rio: Brilliant Buster: It does work brilliantly, yeah Rio: even if we're friends, not one of your mates, boy Rio: don't be bragging Buster: You asked & I answered Rio: Mhmm Buster: Not like I was offering you a spreadsheet with the figures Rio: Shh are you coming or not Buster: Do you want me to? Rio: Yes Rio: I'm hungry Buster: Then yeah Rio: Good Buster: I won't say a word about how much faster it'd be for you to just feed yourself Rio: Better not Rio: know you have hired help Buster: Not a cook Rio: you offered Rio: I'll be grateful Buster: When you've tasted it, you'll be more than grateful Buster: But I gotta get there first Rio: You can do it Rio: I believe in you Buster: Don't run out of compliments before this cab has even set off Rio: Better to do it now Rio: less risky Buster: No risk, no reward, babe Rio: I'm paying for crepes in compliments, am I Rio: sure that's what you want? Buster: The more praise I get the better I perform, it's up to you how good you want this meal, like Rio: That doesn't surprise me even a little, babe Rio: keep it in mind Buster: Why should it? It's true of everyone Buster: I also happen to thrive against the odds too but I'm just that good Buster: Keep that in mind Rio: Most people, even more most blokes Rio: What odds? You're gonna have that kitchen all to yourself Rio: and all the fancy ingredients you need Buster: Are you trying to bullshit me that you don't love encouragement as much as anyone, don't make me laugh Buster: The odds that the smell of brandy could make me wanna puke, for one thing Rio: I dunno Rio: can be a bit much Rio: depends Rio: I'll hold your nose for you Buster: In the wrong hands, anything can be a bit much Buster: You just wanna use yours to hurt me Buster: If I leave with a broken nose, we ain't friends no more Rio: Yeah, exactly Rio: that's why I'm done with schoolboys Rio: Promise Rio: you're too pretty Buster: I ain't leaving school for you, my mum would do more than break my nose Rio: 😂 Rio: Enough of a reason not to Rio: Maybe Buster: Until you give me a more worthwhile reason to do it Rio: Like I need to Buster: Like you want to Rio: You still reckon it's me stopping us Buster: I'm stopping us 'cause you asked me to, so technically yeah Rio: Ugh Buster: Tell me not to Buster: Take it all back Rio: You already said I can't Buster: When I said that, I was angry Rio: so was I Rio: and a whole clusterfuck of other emotions Rio: when I did it and all the shit I've said since Rio: including when I told you to stop and leave Buster: And now? What do you feel like Rio: Happy that we're talking Rio: that's all I know Buster: I've missed you, do miss you Rio: I know we never saw each other loads but Rio: not being able to talk to you was Rio: shit Rio: and knowing if I did you'd just say I was drunk or desperate or whatever the fuck Buster: I know I ain't easy to talk to Buster: So I'm happy too, that you wanna Rio: You aren't that bad Rio: give it a good shot, like but you know Buster: Come on Buster: I'm as much of a cunt as I can be Rio: Yeah well I'm tough Rio: don't take it personal Rio: sure loads of people hate you, babe Buster: Nah, they love me Rio: 😂 Rio: Okay Rio: you're an idiot Buster: I'm serious, being a cunt in Chelsea is like being a pub owner in Dublin Buster: Well loved Rio: Whatever works Buster: Like I said, it all does, brilliantly Rio: On them Rio: but that's not what really matters, like Buster: Of course on them, this is where I live & these are my people Buster: That's what matters, there's no point thriving in Dublin for the few weeks I'm there & not being able to hack it here Rio: Not what I mean either, really Rio: but least it makes sense Buster: What do you mean then? Rio: What about you, is what I mean Rio: not just playing to whatever crowd you have to Buster: What about me? That's what success is Rio: and that makes you happy Buster: It makes me successful Rio: What's that then Rio: if not happiness Rio: and money, obviously Buster: It's an assurance that whatever passing bullshit, happy, sad, pissed off, whatever I've got going on, I'll still be at the top of my game Rio: Hmm Rio: okay Rio: I get it Buster: It ain't a difficult concept Buster: Obviously you understand it Rio: Nah Rio: I just don't understand how everything you think is success brings that Rio: actual, definitely Rio: but surrounding yourself with cunts so you can be top cunt? Rio: that's just bullshit init Buster: If you can adapt & endure you'll thrive. Anywhere, under any circumstances, over any cunt Rio: Suppose that's true Buster: It don't matter who I'm surrounded by, I'll be top Buster: These are just the present cunts Rio: What about really nice people Rio: I know you ain't going that hard the other way Buster: Nice people don't run the world, babe Buster: They get shit on by it Rio: Nah Buster: Ask Nance Rio: That's not nice Rio: that's insecure and not able to stand up for yourself Rio: no offense, Nance Buster: You're the one who called her the nice twin Buster: I could happily slag her off all day Rio: Mostly to highlight your evilness Rio: but not gonna sit here and call her a bitch, obvs Buster: 😈 Rio: 😏 Rio: I wish Buster: What are you wasting a wish for? Rio: when you're such an 😇 wishes grow on trees Buster: Nah Rio: Which part of that are you doubting? Buster: The part that gives you a halo Rio: Oh, so you were being that rude Buster: Being that honest more like Buster: I know you Rio: Earlier I was no fun and now I'm hellbound Rio: which is it to be, babe? Buster: Depends Rio: On you Buster: On you Buster: I told you before, I ain't gonna be your scapegoat Rio: I just know that if I end up in hell, I'm blaming you Rio: 🤷 Buster: If you wanna go to hell, I'll take you there, babe Buster: But I could just as easy take you to heaven Rio: You are such a tease, McKenna Buster: That depends too Rio: Nah Rio: but that's okay Rio: I don't not like it Buster: I know Rio: Partially Rio: I don't think you know just how much I really don't not like it Buster: You reckon? Rio: All you've got is that famous imagination of yours Buster: Give me more then Buster: If you think you can Rio: I know I could Rio: question is should I Buster: I already said yes Rio: Not exactly asking nicely but Rio: like that too Buster: That I really do know Rio: It's pretty obvious Rio: why I like you Buster: Tell me something that isn't Rio: Alright Rio: Hmm Buster: & If its gonna take you this long, let me in Rio: you can't let yourself in? Rio: talk about poor service Buster: You invited me, let me in Rio: Fine, fine Rio: coming Buster: [when you just standing there at the door looking fresh to death] Rio: [when you're obviously admiring but playing it cool like kitchen this way] Buster: [when you 'brush past' her to get there not cos you wanna get there 1st but cos you want your bodies to touch] Rio: [when you've got all bowls and shit out like a nerd] Buster: [when you sit her on the counter so she can watch this masterpiece come together & you shamelessly wanna touch her as much as you can] Rio: [just dying slowly over here and 😳 but you can pretend it's hot in kitchen 'cos always is] Buster: [okay but teasing her with the brandy cos big mood so they have to basically playfight about not smelling/drinking it] Rio: [so innocent but the tension lawd] Buster: [when the only reason you don't kiss is because sauce on the stove about to burn or whatever & reminds you what you're meant to be doing] Rio: [#seriouschef] Buster: [gotta impress the bae which is why you also swig some brandy from the bottle like look] Rio: ['if you're sick it's really gonna put me off all the effort you've put in, like'] Buster: [is 😏 cos cocky bitch getting back to serious chef-ing] Rio: ['I'm gonna go get changed' 'cos still in party tings and just giving that mental image to him tah] Buster: [helps her down not cos he needs to but cos he wants to & the eye contact as he do because] Rio: [now you get to be 😏 but go 'cos we cockblocking you chef boy] Buster: [when you watching her go & then thinking about those mental images so hard that its a miracle the kitchen isn't on fire] Rio: [ha awkward like soz cali] Buster: [when you tell her to hurry back & you can pretend its cos this don't take long cos it don't but also we know] Rio: [pretend there are 'fit options here 'cos even your comfies are hot that's just the life she's forever living] Rio: 1 or 2 Buster: If you reckoned 1 was good enough you wouldn't have shown me 2 Rio: Numbers were randomized but 2 it is Rio: One sec Buster: You don't leave anything to chance Rio: Gotta go out there and make shit happen or it never will Rio: yeah Buster: Yeah Rio: anyway, was accounting for your bad taste rearing its head 😉 Buster: Expensive taste is only bad taste if you're poor & jealous Rio: and I'm neither Buster: So you've got nothing to worry about Rio: doesn't mean you don't have to sell me on this meal still Buster: It'll sell itself Buster: One taste Rio: Let's see Rio: [coming back down] Buster: [Such a LOOK at her] Rio: [Sitting back on the counter 'cos mood always casually maintaining eye contact forever oh you two] Buster: [Asks her if she wants to do the bit when you light the brandy at the end cos literally asking if she wants to play with fire the SYMBOLISM bye] Rio: ['Obviously' cos] Buster: [hands her a match cos what a fucking mood] Rio: [when you're just having a moment over the flames like] Buster: [and then its time to serve this shit so he'd do all the gentlemanly shit of pulling her chair out etc] Rio: [when you're loling but also loving it and just open your mouth like ok feed me] Buster: [when you know he will & does] Rio: [casual food porn happening here lmao] Buster: [probably don't come back that exact second cali fam] Rio: [caleb so sad like food is MY love language] Buster: [when you're waiting for a review tho] Rio: [when you've been making noises to not even be a tease about it so you're like 'okay, it's good'] Buster: [smug af but also so into her everything rn] Rio: [holding out a forkful like you want some] Buster: [a look cos we both know what he wants some of lol 'yeah'] Rio: [just feeding each other, getting this out the way or whoever walks in would KNOW honey] Buster: [sharing a chair because he weren't sitting down to have any & CLOSENESS] Rio: [y'all gonna jump a foot in the air when the fam roll in, at least a screaming child would give you chance to get off each other] Buster: [literally she's gonna be on his lap if they don't hurry up] Rio: [when you're like 'you've got some there' as a blatant excuse for more touching] Buster: [kill me now tbh] Rio: [gotta bring 'em in, so mad, never mind how mad y'all are gonna be] Buster: [how is it not obvs to cali how turned on these two are rn like hello I know you've got your hands full but] Rio: [also know she's fuming 'cos usually a helpful bitch but she's just there like hell no, also looking at him like what you gonna do] Buster: [when you just leave cos there's no way to explain gotta use the chaos to your advantage & make her answer questions if they get asked such a prick move] Rio: 😒 Buster: That better not be directed at me Rio: Nah Rio: stick it in the family groupchat but might be a bit blatant Buster: More blatant than what they walked in on? Buster: Unlikely Rio: They aren't all that observant Rio: well, 'less they wanna be but should be fine Rio: didn't say anything, still haven't so Buster: Good Rio: Yeah Rio: I think so Rio: still 😒 Buster: At least you ain't gotta catch a plane tomorrow with a 'disappointed' dad Buster: I did him the favour of not having to unpack all my sister's shit but instead of thanking me, it's a lecture I'll get Rio: That'll be fun Rio: 'least it ain't a long flight Buster: Just enough time to say don't fuck 18 year olds til you're at least 16 Rio: Probably doesn't warrant the whole flight but you know Rio: 6/10 parenting Buster: Gotta factor in all the time spent in silence before & after though Rio: You're too alike Buster: Shut up Buster: I'm younger, hotter & better Rio: Save it for your rebuttal Buster: It packs more of a punch if I hit him with a fresh take, he's been aware of all that for years Rio: Lemme know when you come up with a zinger, like Buster: 'Course Rio: I'd help but gotta silently come for my own now, obviously so Buster: I don't need any, don't worry Buster: Besides, it'd piss him off more if I hadn't learned my lesson so I'll probably just join the mile high club Rio: 😂 Yeah unless there's a closeted horny businessman doing his commute too, I highly doubt that Rio: that flight's a glorified bus trip Buster: Don't underestimate me, babe Rio: 🙄 Buster: 😏 Rio: Shut up Buster: Make me Rio: That was the plan Rio: more or less Buster: So make a new one Rio: You should've stayed Rio: could've Rio: they're busy they never notice what I'm doing Buster: If I was thinking, yeah Buster: I would've Rio: Annoyed at you Rio: might bust out the face, actually Buster: It's your own fault Buster: Be annoyed at yourself, like Rio: You're not annoyed about that Buster: Annoyed ain't the word, you're right Rio: Got lots of time and brainpower to think of the word now, ain't ya Buster: Yeah Rio: you back home yet? Buster: Nearly Rio: Shame Buster: It doesn't have to be Rio: How? Rio: You're going back tomorrow Buster: I'm here now Buster: I know I've got more imagination but use yours Buster: What do you wanna do? Rio: Finish what we started Buster: So come on Buster: Take me through it, how would it have gone? Rio: Well I was about to sit on your lap Rio: and you were about to feel how much I wasn't ready for you to go Buster: You'd have felt how ready to go I was Buster: Shame I had to leave instead Rio: It really is Rio: Still one last mouthful I wanted you to feed me Buster: I know Rio: and really could've put the worktop to more use Buster: & the table, barely used that Rio: Well now I'm gonna be thinking about you tomorrow morning when I'm getting breakfast too Buster: You're welcome Rio: It's not fair Buster: I told you, I don't play fair Buster: Just hard Rio: I'll just have to make sure you're thinking about me too Buster: How will you ever compete with my family's riveting breakfast conversation though? Buster: We're all so chatty, like Rio: Didn't know if you were on the first flight out in disgrace Rio: got your own plans then, like Buster: I don't reckon we sit down for breakfast at the same time as your lot Buster: Somehow Rio: how else you gonna fit in brunch and high tea Buster: 😂 Rio: you reckon imma get up for you Buster: Yeah Buster: Even if you also stayed up all night for me Rio: You're so fucking Rio: cocky Buster: Is that meant to insult me? Confident in a bold way, yeah, I am Buster: 'Cause I can be Rio: No Rio: just facts Rio: I've not said how I feel about it Buster: You don't need to Buster: You're so obvious Rio: So? Rio: You think you ain't Rio: I wanna be Buster: It's not a bad thing either Buster: I ain't saying it is Rio: You've said it is before Buster: So? Buster: We're both said worse before Rio: Yeah but did you mean that or do you mean this Buster: You really need to ask? Rio: Yeah Rio: this don't need to be a headfuck does it Rio: that's the whole point Buster: Making it known what you want is only bullshit if you then don't go after it Buster: Be as obvious as you want if that ain't all you do Rio: or when I go after one of your mates, obviously Buster: Shut up Rio: What Buster: Not a headfuck you just said Rio: It ain't Buster: Don't Buster: That's not what I wanna be thinking about Rio: Me either Buster: Then stop Rio: Alright Rio: I'm not thinking about it Buster: Good Rio: do you really have to go tomorrow Rio: can't you just behave Buster: It don't matter if I do, what's done is already done Rio: I know Rio: 😒 Buster: They gotta lay the law down while they still can, time's running out for it Rio: Know the feeling Rio: you made a mess Rio: guess who's gotta clean it up Rio: washing up is definitely what I wanna be doing rn Buster: I know you'd rather I made more mess & cleaned it up but that'll have to wait Buster: You can shower without me later though, I won't be that mad about it Rio: 😩 ugh Rio: please come back, won't complain about the washing up once if you just Buster: Come here Buster: It's your turn Rio: have you gone back to the pub Buster: The flat yeah Rio: I can't just show up at the party again can I Buster: Why not? Rio: 'cos they'll be expecting me to stay not race up to the flat to see you Buster: I'll come down, I didn't get changed, just you Rio: but I wanna sit on your lap again Buster: There's places we can go to do that Rio: Fuck it Rio: alright Buster: Hurry up Rio: there's a bus in 10 minutes so Rio: faster than getting back here Buster: Anything's faster than getting to yours Buster: It's a pisstake Rio: I know, I have to live there Rio: need to drive asap Buster: I reckon you could, if you work out a way to reach the pedals, like Rio: Piss off 😂 Rio: just 'cos I'm not gonna look like I'm in a clown car don't be salty Buster: I ain't getting a smart car, I'll be fine Rio: Neither am I Rio: but sadly you'd be waiting 2 years over the 20 this'll take so deal and have a drink waiting for me yeah Buster: You can have a tall glass of brandy if you don't behave Rio: 🤢 stop Rio: you just want an excuse to not go near me Rio: I see you Buster: I wanna be near you Rio: Yeah but how near Buster: You'll see Rio: if there's brandy I know you don't wanna go that far Buster: Do you? Rio: You know I wanna go all the way Rio: or what's the point starting Buster: The point is not being able to stop Buster: You think we'll just do this once? Rio: How are we gonna know if we don't try Rio: why not, because we're not meant to? Buster: I already know I'm that good Rio: then find out how good I am Rio: I'm not going to fall in love with you like calm down, it's fine Buster: You already did Buster: Glad you're finally over it now, babe Rio: 🙄 Boy please Rio: I was not Rio: we were kids you aren't even capable Buster: Tell it to my parents Rio: If I get drunk enough, I might Rio: though they're already pissed at you, might actually murder me Buster: You're not here to get drunk Rio: You're hot when you're serious Buster: I'm always hot Rio: 😏 Buster: You never told me that thing, you know, you just let me in Rio: Oh Rio: I forgot Rio: who knows why Buster: So come on, I'm waiting Buster: Tell me Rio: Something you don't know? Buster: Yeah Rio: Trouble is, I think you know as much as you wanna know Rio: you're not trying to know any more than that Buster: Bullshit, when have I wanted less than everything since you've known me Rio: You gonna give me everything in return? Buster: You can have it all, you just have to want it Rio: What's wrong with us Rio: do you reckon Buster: Depends who you ask Buster: If you're asking me, nothing Buster: You're flawless & I obviously am Rio: It's not our fault we're hot Rio: I bet loads of people think it but just don't do anything about it, right Rio: they just lie to save face, don't wanna put it out there to have it shot down Buster: Exactly Rio: Yeah Rio: we just ain't afraid to take what we want Buster: My parents didn't give a fuck & neither do I Buster: They have their uses Rio: really good excuse if we got caught Rio: but we won't, obviously Buster: Not that I've thought about it loads or anything Buster: Obviously Rio: Yeah right Rio: start thinking then boy you've got a lot of catching up to do Buster: Keep up with my sarcasm, babe Rio: I am, babe Rio: but I can't be thinking about you thinking about me right now Rio: this bus is kinda packed Buster: What happened to not afraid? Rio: I'm not afraid, that's the issue, I'm too turned on to be not with you right now Buster: It's not an issue & there's no such thing as too turned on, not when you're on your way to see me Rio: sadly the rest of the fam is gonna be there too but that's life Buster: Nah, I'm getting you alone as soon as you get here Buster: They don't need to even know you are Rio: let's try Rio: I am hard to miss Buster: Yeah but I'm at the bus stop Buster: None of them are Rio: Really Buster: Why would I wait for you in there instead of here? Rio: Always thinking Rio: I can't right now, your fault Buster: But you are, about me Rio: yes Rio: a lot Buster: I'm thinking about you too Rio: Good Rio: I want to do exactly what you're thinking about so make it good Buster: It's always good Rio: It better be Rio: still gonna top it Buster: You better Rio: bet on it Buster: High stakes, babe Buster: Good thing you ain't afraid Rio: What other stakes are there? Rio: no guts no glory Buster: You could be bluffing Rio: You want proof? Rio: That is risky Buster: I like risk Buster: Don't you? Rio: [as sexy a selfie you're gonna manage on a bus lbr it's mostly about the 'fit and facial expression here] Buster: Good answer Rio: Thanks 😏 Buster: [As sexy a selfie as you can manage alone at a bus stop, which is very when you don't give a fuck anyway] Buster: You're welcome Rio: JESUS Buster: Like I said, heaven's as easy as hell Rio: is it Rio: I feel like I'll never get there now but I don't even care Rio: fuck Buster: I'll get you there Rio: Please Buster: It's been ages since you tried politeness on me, I thought you'd given up Rio: I said, I wanna do whatever you want Rio: politeness included Buster: Don't worry, I'll tell you what to do Rio: How did you know Buster: Like I said, being obvious ain't a bad thing Rio: Why don't most other lads get it then Buster: They don't care what you want Rio: Hmm Rio: probably true Buster: They want what they want, that's it Rio: but if that's me they should do it right Buster: They probably think they are Buster: Or they don't care as long as it's right for them Rio: 😒 schoolboys, I'm telling you Buster: Excuse you Rio: be the exception Rio: giving you a chance to show me otherwise Buster: I am Buster: You think you're the first girl to issue that to me Rio: 🙄 alright Buster: Your eyes will be rolling back in your head by the time we're done, yeah Rio: believe it when it happens Rio: happy to be proven wrong Buster: Happy ain't the word Rio: Have you thought of the word yet? Buster: I'm thinking you might as well go back to begging 'cause that's what's gonna be coming most naturally to you, like Buster: Please is as good a word as any for you right now Rio: Buster Buster: Rio Rio: You cannot say my name after saying all that I'm Buster: I could say sorry but I'm not Rio: don't say sorry Rio: not for this Rio: ever, alright Buster: I won't Buster: But you're gonna need to if you keep making me wait Rio: Trust, I've never been more sorry Rio: I hate the fucking bus Buster: How far away are you? Rio: 3 stops Rio: not that I'm counting Buster: Jesus Rio: I know Rio: why do you think I'm so fucking desperate Buster: I know why, but tell me how desperate you are since we've got so much time to kill Rio: I just keep looking at your picture Rio: It's really hard to keep my hands to myself Buster: [sends her an even better one cos just that bitch] Rio: You're only going to touch me once and I'm going to explode Buster: Yeah but then I get to do it all again Rio: How many times can we fit in before you go Buster: How much stamina do you have? Rio: Buster, I want you for as long as you're here Rio: fuck that, I want you longer but I need that Buster: Fuck Buster: Okay Rio: It's been too long Buster: Yeah Rio: I've wanted this for so long Rio: you know Buster: Me too Rio: I know Rio: we just need to cross the line Buster: We need to fucking erase it Buster: No going back Rio: I want that too Buster: I need that Rio: There's so much I wanna tell you Rio: show you Buster: Do it Rio: Maybe I'm a bit scared Rio: about that Buster: Don't be Rio: Do my best Buster: Seriously, you can trust me Rio: Yeah Rio: more worried about myself Rio: but I can see you, finally Rio: [so maybe a kiss is unavoidable but one of the kids should come out 'cos they're young enough to be highkey and annoying maybe pablo or janis 'cos they'd like buster and if one of the adults is like oh he's outside somewhere] Buster: Yeah? How do I look? Rio: Better than you did earlier, and your pictures Rio: somehow Buster: You can have some credit Rio: [getting off the bus like 😏 'say that again'] Buster: [does obvs oh the eye contact oh the tension] Rio: [not gonna be able to leave it long 'fore initiating this like been building forever so enjoy the view bus people] Buster: [literally tho] Rio: [don't enjoy the view hopefully janis eek] Buster: [when there's nothing chaste about this kiss so good luck styling that out if she does] Rio: [ahh the trust issues begin, 'cos Rio is this fam's star child still lmao okay] Buster: [this fam makes me die] Rio: [when you've got to come back in the party now you can't just bolt like] Rio: fuck Buster: Go Rio: I can't Buster: You fucking have to Rio: I will as soon as I can Rio: how is she being Rio: does she seem normal Buster: I don't know Rio: Jesus Buster: What do you want me to do? Rio: Just be your normal self Buster: Who the fuck is that? Buster: Christ Rio: Yeah, like that Rio: I don't know Rio: she couldn't have seen Rio: she would be Buster: You don't know that Rio: No I don't but Rio: can't ask her, can we Rio: we have to run with best possible outcome or we could fuck it needlessly Buster: You have to say something Rio: What can I say? Rio: how do I explain that away Buster: It's about what she can say Rio: she's only 8 Rio: they'll probably think she's making it up or that it was just like a goodbye kiss or Rio: something Buster: Fuck that Rio: She won't say anything Rio: I'll make sure if I have to Buster: Make sure then Rio: Not unless I have to Buster: You do have to Rio: just stop Rio: I need to go Rio: think or puke or both Buster: You need to prioritise Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: Don't have a go at me when you're not offering or are going to do ANYTHING about it alright Buster: What the hell can I do? I barely know her Rio: what can I do Rio: no one's so close to their younger siblings they can just chat about shit like this Rio: it's not a normal situation Buster: Threaten, bribe, whatever the fuck Rio: I'm thinking Rio: that was so stupid we're so fucking stupid Buster: I'll do it if you won't Rio: I'll do it Rio: like you said, you don't know her Buster: Don't wait too long Rio: I'm not going to Rio: trust me, she is not that kid Rio: she wouldn't just drop it now Rio: I'll work out what she saw Rio: then what she wants Buster: I'm gonna have to trust you, aren't I Buster: Not like I have a load of other options Rio: we don't have any Rio: that's what it is Buster: Shut up & delete everything Buster: It's her word against ours if it needs to be Rio: Right Rio: she can't use this, even if she wanted Rio: if she even kept going, I'll say I'm blackout, or you, everyone saw us both drinking Buster: Everyone saw me in your kitchen too Rio: not everyone Rio: she wasn't there, I'm 100% she stayed Rio: they were just bringing back the two little ones and then mum was going back Buster: I can't fucking remember Rio: I can Rio: I know who was there Rio: I had to talk to them after you bolted Rio: I know she wasn't Buster: Alright Buster: & Nance can back up how it was when we last saw each other Rio: Yeah Rio: as far as everyone knows we still just tolerate each other at functions Rio: if my parents want a reason why you came over, we can think of one, easy Buster: Yeah Buster: & I'm going home in the morning Rio: Right Rio: out of sight out of mind Buster: School starts soon, I won't be dragged back for months Buster: I can do loads more bad shit than this in that time Buster: Deflect Rio: you already have today Rio: everyone would think it was a joke Buster: Exactly Buster: I can pull hot older women, why would I bother with you Rio: Okay Buster: Okay then Rio: Don't delete everything Rio: that will look weird Rio: tolerate each other or not there can't be nothing Buster: I'll keep you saying you hate me Rio: Bit intense Buster: Still believable Buster: Ask Nance Rio: I ain't her Buster: I can be as mean to you as I am to her Buster: Easy Rio: Again, too much Rio: this is how we got here Rio: ambivalence Buster: Calm down Buster: I can do that too Buster: As easily Rio: Sure Buster: Worry about yourself Rio: I am, don't worry Buster: I ain't, you've got more to lose than me Buster: You'll keep it together Rio: No one's losing anything Buster: Just Janis & her innocence Rio: Don't joke Rio: omg Buster: I'm not Rio: Then shut up Buster: Fine Buster: We're done anyway Rio: just delete the messages after Rio: don't lie Buster: I'm not lying either Buster: What else is there to say? Rio: Seriously Buster: Seriously Rio: Fine Buster: Don't lie Rio: What else is there for me to say? Buster: You tell me Buster: There's clearly something else you wanna Rio: I told you, there was loads I wanted to say Rio: and you said I could trust you Rio: shit's gotta change but now you ain't saying nothing and you don't trust me Buster: You also said we wouldn't get caught Buster: Shit has changed Rio: And you don't even know if we did Buster: Don't be stupid Rio: Fine then Buster: Get a grip, Cavante Buster: For your own sake Rio: Fuck off Rio: you're freaking out here Buster: Fuck you Buster: It was a kiss, we've been there before Rio: Exactly Rio: you want me to make it into this whole huge thing Buster: I want you to stop being a pussy & handle it Rio: Worry 'bout yourself Rio: if you're so concerned, you do something about it Buster: Alright, I will Rio: Cool Buster: [when you bribe Janis with boxing related shit like lessons or something idk] Rio: [hitting the drink] Buster: Don't Rio: I'm not an idiot, Buster Rio: I'm not gonna get wasted and spill all Buster: Says you Buster: Using my name's too intimate for what we're supposed to be, don't you reckon Rio: What else would you like me to call you Buster: Use your imagination Rio: I have Buster: Good Rio: Are you done lecturing me Buster: [does a cheers at her with his drink] Rio: [does it back and downs it] Buster: [downs his too] Rio: [just on your phone hitting up new options 'cos gotta go] Buster: [likewise sexting some girl cos need the distraction but if you bring her to the flat your mum will actually kill you] Rio: [when the other kids keep trying to hit you up and you're like nah] Buster: [getting them nudes you don't really want] Rio: [when you hear that boy racer pulling up before she's even out, when your mum is like umm but you gone] Buster: [when you have to pretend you don't notice/care]

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Joe & Ronnie

Joe: how much you got on you rn Ronnie: enough for me Ronnie: you aint piggybacking Joe: enough for me then Joe: not suggesting you send it first class Joe: 'less you know how to do that Ronnie: I do but in what world mckenna Joe: however much you reckon you'd need to do it Joe: i'll double it Ronnie: use that ingenuity for your own score Joe: yeah whatever Joe: all chat Ronnie: like ive got anything to prove to you Ronnie: least of all how well i can be your bitch when you holler at me Ronnie: cry is more accurate Joe: fuck sake Joe: forget about it Joe: it's a stupid idea Joe: you gonna give me a better one Ronnie: not one for the scrapbook was it cunt Ronnie: dry your eyes & do your own running Ronnie: you need me to hold your hand everytime now Ronnie: big enough to take it go find it Joe: ha ha Joe: like I'm running anywhere Ronnie: this where we play doctor yeah Ronnie: you tell me how bad it hurts & I make it better for you Joe: exactly Joe: now we're on the same page Ronnie: nah you think you can tear out some pages & spit ball em at me to get my attention but why should I give a shit bout these playground games boy just 'cause you heading back home to your mammy Ronnie: im sound Ronnie: dont care how loud you're crying she's the one who's gotta show up for that Joe: i don't want yor attention Joe: i want some heroin Ronnie: maybe she's still got old school connections Ronnie: find her little black book son Joe: maybe Joe: one of you could be useful like Ronnie: wounded & bleeding Ronnie: shit junkie you are house full of people to shake up & shit to steal but you coming to me Joe: just looking for that big sisterly advice Joe: obviously Ronnie: fuck you Ronnie: you sound like the littlest one what is he 4 like Joe: feel it Ronnie: trying to make my heart bleed now yeah Ronnie: grow a fucking pair before it really hurts Joe: if you wanted to scare me you shouldn't have given me the gear Joe: realistically too late anyway but who wants to hear or think about my idyllic childhood yeah Ronnie: if you couldnt hack it you shouldve cried off then Ronnie: save the tears now Joe: and i thought i was the only one with obsessive thought spirals Joe: when i get some i'll remember to feel good about how much you miss me Ronnie: like youre special baby Ronnie: please Ronnie: weve all got mad minds hows that not clicked in yours Ronnie: how many kids shes squeezed out & you reckon were the only self medicating Ronnie: hit up another sibling to fix you Joe: am though Joe: she's always told me Joe: ⭐ boy Ronnie: talk her up with that foreplay Ronnie: be good for £££s Joe: no tah Joe: not my type Joe: and it's only ever worked on you Joe: but you've given me another idea so cheers Ronnie: i dunno whats funnier that youre trying to tell me you dont wanna slip your mum one or you reckon you know what works on me Joe: lemme know when you work it out Joe: 👍 Ronnie: let me know when youve stopped playing happy families Joe: you reckon i wanna be here Ronnie: didnt see no fingernail marks on my floor or walls Ronnie: still reckon you were dragged though yeah Joe: check your thighs Joe: ain't all perks being the favourite 💔 Ronnie: [sends him pics cos that bitch haha] Ronnie: grow a pair whipping boy Ronnie: before she says jump youre on the ledge Ronnie: its pathetic mckenna Joe: see Joe: ain't been that long Joe: only feels it, babe Ronnie: you'll need all that sweet talk for the local dope dealer Ronnie: but if you wanna think of me when you're turning tricks for them it'll go easier Joe: lovely as that'd be Joe: not in progressive london now Joe: gonna have to pay like the rest, worst luck Ronnie: go beg for your pocket money then kidda Ronnie: before she picks a new fave Ronnie: younger & prettier like Joe: nah Joe: we want her to Joe: remember Joe: then me and more importantly my student loans can come back Ronnie: bullshit if you wanted her to you wouldn't have gone Ronnie: you love it Joe: can't just go way uni and never come back Joe: send out a search party Ronnie: use your ⭐ as a beacon cant they Joe: let's hope not Joe: i come here Joe: keeps 'em away rest of the time Joe: yeah Ronnie: if you want em to fuck off commit to it Ronnie: stop being such a pussy Joe: ain't that easy Ronnie: find a ditch to lie down in Ronnie: it ain't hard Ronnie: youre a junkie motherfuckers don't support that Joe: far as they know Joe: i ain't Joe: let 'em catch up Ronnie: do it yourself if you wanna slam the door Joe: see how this goes Joe: not really thinking about them right now Joe: you know Ronnie: youre on one about that lot constantly Joe: just on one constantly full stop Joe: why else would i need the shit Ronnie: dont need to go that hard playing doctor baby Joe: 💘 Joe: you always know just what to say Ronnie: not used to you talking Joe: i know i know Joe: in an ideal world neither of us would be here Ronnie: like not born yeah Ronnie: but she cant keep her legs closed Joe: such a dreamer, you Ronnie: not the one who cant get high without their hand held Joe: n'awh Joe: that's the dream Joe: so romantic too Ronnie: yeah im living it loads of gear close & you far as Ronnie: greedy prick Joe: miss you too baby Joe: in a bit tho, gotta go pick up Ronnie: fuck off soft lad Ronnie: you miss me spoon feeding you Ronnie: you cant talk to me with a dealers cock in your mouth I know Ronnie: multitasking hard enough pretending not to be junkie scum yeah Joe: sure the whole mummy kink ain't your thing Joe: i'll try and get involved but kinda a mood killer Joe: which is kinda rude, know you don't want me to score Ronnie: thats all yours but I'll try anything once Ronnie: 'cause a whinging dope sick baby is really a turn on for me like Ronnie: just gotta keep that going Joe: no judgment here Joe: gotta do what you gotta do Ronnie: you gotta Ronnie: im sound Joe: and i'm happy for you Ronnie: lie to them don't lie to me Joe: alright Joe: will be a bit when I get mine but still Joe: you don't have to be here so Ronnie: you dont Ronnie: grow up & cut the fucking apron strings Joe: you've stopped being helpful for the day? Joe: right then Ronnie: fuck you Ronnie: not flying over to fuck you cos your ma aint in the mood & thats as helpful as it gets Joe: why not Ronnie: youve got another sister Ronnie: see if shes into it Joe: but you're so special yeah Ronnie: but shes a good grooming age Joe: leave it out Ronnie: or what Joe: or what Ronnie: asked you first joseph Joe: alright veronica Ronnie: alright weak cunt Joe: probably Ronnie: pick up before you make me sick Ronnie: jesus Joe: waiting on the man Joe: as per Ronnie: if id known rattling had made you shit out your whole spine id have sucked his dick for you & sped things along Joe: so sweet Joe: one of the many things I like about you Ronnie: list just gets longer the longer youre away yeah Ronnie: dont come back & maybe you'll fall in love Joe: i know you want that less than you want me back Joe: don't lie Ronnie: you care what I want now Ronnie: 💘 Joe: only when it benefits me too, darling Joe: junkie scum 101 Joe: was on my timetable like Ronnie: theyve really done a number on you if youre on your knees for my truth Joe: who Joe: mummy dearest or my school Ronnie: take your pick Joe: ain't tryna hide it Joe: just doing my bit to be the whiny baby you want rn Ronnie: cheers then Ronnie: nailed that Ronnie: tell your ma i finally get how she feels 'cause its too late to get you scraped out Joe: 😂 Joe: on it Joe: assuming i ain't 'bout to get kneecapped Joe: or worse Joe: stood up 💔 Ronnie: i'll cross my fingers for raped & robbed Ronnie: standard Joe: you know i ain't gonna have that much of a good time without you 💘 Ronnie: stop trying to make me say I hate you so you can rub one out Ronnie: i dont do sexting Joe: worth a shot Joe: just killing time here Joe: trying not to puke Ronnie: hot Joe: mhmm Joe: like that attempt at enthusiasm Ronnie: you really know how to make a girl wet what can I say Ronnie: gotta romance my dealer out of want instead of need now Joe: thought I'd return the favour Joe: just how I roll Ronnie: course you do golden boy Joe: you ain't that mad about it Joe: i know Ronnie: i aint as fucking thick as you so again course Joe: true Joe: [time for drew to show and not deliver] Ronnie: made up about all these compliments Ronnie: who knew you could be this much on my tits from this distance Joe: just that good Joe: obviously Ronnie: you aint shit Ronnie: don't lie Joe: whatever Joe: can't touch me now Ronnie: only your ma is turned on at the sight of you Ronnie: but she will Joe: alright Joe: cba rn Ronnie: how are you still crying Ronnie: did he not show Joe: he did Joe: but he was about 12 and had no gear Joe: got enough tranqs to knock out an elephant but still Ronnie: when i told you to hit up your siblings i meant the freckled one not one of the toddlers Joe: yeah right Joe: like he knows a great smack dealer, even if we did talk Ronnie: hes a coke head Ronnie: give him 5 Joe: nah Joe: opposite direction Joe: only way is up Ronnie: whatever just get on a plane Joe: yeah Joe: i'm gonna Joe: fuck this Ronnie: ill be waiting with shit that aint a fucking joke Ronnie: you can owe me Joe: yeah? Joe: good Ronnie: don't talk me out of it Ronnie: christ you're annoying Joe: 🤐 Ronnie: only want you back on your feet so I can kick em out from under you myself Joe: hot Ronnie: like you said, it ain't been that long Ronnie: you know I am Joe: yeah Joe: where was this distraction when I really really needed it tho Ronnie: baby when have I ever been good for you Ronnie: selfish to my core Ronnie: we're here for me Joe: works for me Ronnie: just get to the airport & stop fannying about Joe: I've already taken 'em so hold on Joe: no packing now never mind going through customs Ronnie: fuck's sake Joe: i had to Ronnie: when then Joe: still today Joe: just later Ronnie: fuck you Ronnie: call me Ronnie: maybe i'll answer if it ain't too late Joe: can i call you now too Joe: i gotta stay awake Ronnie: I'm good but no guarantees I'm that good Joe: they ain't kicked in that good yet either Joe: just keep my eyes on the road yeah Ronnie: how much did you pay for baby aspirin mckenna Joe: was cheap as fuck at least Joe: just a kid Joe: barely broke a 50 for all of these so Joe: [photo] Ronnie: not as green as you feel yeah Joe: want me to bring some back Ronnie: too late to rob the boy now Ronnie: & you'll take em yourself before you see me I know you Joe: yeah Joe: i will Joe: but had good intentions, babe Ronnie: take em to church Ronnie: what use is that shit to me Ronnie: gimme bad ideas or don't come around Joe: got plenty of those come on Ronnie: like what Ronnie: come on Joe: what Joe: tryna focus here Ronnie: you wanna stay awake Ronnie: play the game Joe: alright Joe: yeah Joe: you gonna come back to mine Joe: flatmate's gone home Ronnie: are you gonna make it worth it if she's not there to kick in the teeth Joe: won't need to miss her once I'm back Ronnie: fucked her yet? Ronnie: we could do it together Ronnie: I dont normally slip one to virgins but I already made the exception for you Joe: no and funny Joe: keep me as the only exception Joe: how else will i feel special Ronnie: keep hitting up preteen dealers that'll help Joe: he was pretty Ronnie: if im ever in the area like Joe: i wish Ronnie: you & your ma both Ronnie: my turn to feel special Joe: weird ain't it Ronnie: for me Ronnie: you love it Joe: nah Ronnie: not a question Ronnie: you do Joe: don't Ronnie: liar Joe: maybe from you Joe: I'll allow it Ronnie: those pills better be kicking in Ronnie: if youre chatting this much shit sober you can stay in ireland Joe: 😂 Joe: they are Ronnie: book a flight Ronnie: i ain't your ma im not doing it Joe: lemme get home, like Joe: be more obvious you're tryna kill me Ronnie: what im trying to do Ronnie: you gonna call that your home now Joe: you know what i mean Ronnie: yeah Ronnie: i know youre full of shit, mckenna Joe: nah Joe: just bars Joe: make it up to you Ronnie: bullshit Ronnie: x it as many times as fits Joe: k Joe: prove it when i see you Ronnie: you reckon Joe: not a question Ronnie: nah just bold claims for someone who still fucks like a virgin & has to check in with his ma Ronnie: can you without her permission Joe: get the slip signed if you're so worried Joe: chill out Ronnie: fuck off Ronnie: couple of chewable vitamins & you're chill yeah Joe: you said you got loads Ronnie: I said enough Ronnie: & that was before babysitting you Ronnie: you make me need to spike every vein Joe: need Joe: want Joe: same diff we both know it Ronnie: not trying to make it matter baby Ronnie: put any words in my mouth you want Ronnie: or need Joe: here Joe: wish me luck on telling 'em i'm off Joe: or don't Ronnie: i'll do it for you Ronnie: point me at the relevant mckennas Joe: even stoned Joe: know that ain't a good idea Ronnie: pussy Joe: love u 2 Ronnie: 💋 Joe: [suitable amount of hours for the shit to wear off to a manageable level, avoid the parents and get out on the sly] Joe: [airport photo] Joe: tada Ronnie: we reckoned you'd bottled it Joe: taken a poll like Ronnie: yeah know you like to feel special Joe: warms my cold dead 💘 Joe: honest Ronnie: walk your corpse to me then Joe: and she says she don't sext Ronnie: you wanna be the only exception so bad or what Joe: you know how bad i want it Ronnie: dont leave again & maybe I'll buy it Joe: being dopesick was almost a nice distraction from thinking about you Ronnie: that warms my 🖤 Joe: thought so Joe: nothing does it quite like me being near-death yeah Ronnie: i do like you pathetic Ronnie: but don't think that any of it comes close to me yeah Joe: you saying you're better than heroin Ronnie: im saying you think you were hurting earlier Ronnie: ill show you pain Ronnie: all you have to do is fuck off again Joe: i won't Joe: i need to be there Joe: with you Ronnie: leave me & I will fucking break you Ronnie: i mean it Joe: i know Joe: i'm not gonna Ronnie: how did you get out Joe: parents weren't in but i said a uni friend was in a car accident and they couldn't get hold of his parents Joe: going hell anyway Joe: and someone on my course was hit by a car so if any of them are that concerned to go snooping Ronnie: thats beautiful Ronnie: you're not as much of a useless waster as youve sounded for most of the day like Joe: steady Joe: was almost not an insult Ronnie: who isn't turned on by a good lie Joe: only when I lie to you Joe: got it Ronnie: don't you fucking dare lie to me Joe: couldn't if i wanted to Ronnie: think about what kind of welcome back you want Ronnie: 'cause I can be nice or not nice Ronnie: its on you & what you say to me Joe: baby Joe: already told you I basically missed you more than heroin, how nice can one boy be Ronnie: you wont be saying that when I hand the gear over Joe: yeah i will Joe: been on you longer Ronnie: its fucking good though Joe: yeah Joe: ain't gonna say otherwise Ronnie: paid more & got better so you won't wanna leave Ronnie: dont have to rely on pretty preteens around here Joe: you know i didn't wanna leave in the first place Ronnie: i know you keep saying it like it makes a difference Joe: tell me what will and i'll do it Ronnie: i'll burn your passport that will Joe: burn my passport Joe: that's what you want? Ronnie: what do you have to go running to them for Ronnie: that's what I wanna know Ronnie: what the fuck is there for you Ronnie: cant even get a fix Joe: nothing, never has been Joe: it's obligation though Joe: you get it, i know you've done some shit just 'cos charlie wants to Joe: or 'cos bronson need it Ronnie: that's different Joe: why Ronnie: I ain't going round bullshitting how much i hate 'em on the one breath & in the other dropping everything for the pair of 'em Ronnie: ride or die is that Joe: okay so it is different Joe: it's more complicated Ronnie: fuck complicated its black & white Joe: nah like Joe: whatever i reckon about them Joe: i still owe 'em Joe: for now Joe: debts to pay like Ronnie: how ain't it been paid Ronnie: they ain't done you right since you were a kid Ronnie: if ever Ronnie: a roof & food that's easily totalled Joe: i dunno Joe: shit ton of interest Joe: learnt from the best debt collectors in liverpool, like Ronnie: write it off Ronnie: is when youre dead Joe: tell 'em that's my payment plan Ronnie: talking it out is your first mistake Ronnie: when the fuck has that worked on anyone who comes to collect Ronnie: dont even buy you time just makes you look a doss cunt more than you are Joe: maybe i can convince my da but you know she's biased Joe: all i have to do is get uni done and they can tick it off as a success Ronnie: i dont know jack about her Ronnie: how i want it Ronnie: if i aint read it off a file as a kid i don't need to hear it Joe: yeah Joe: but i ain't telling you i'm golden boy 'cos it seems cool am i Joe: whatever i'm gone now Ronnie: you're telling me 'cause you wanna trade wounds since I won't have your stories off you Ronnie: burn it into your arm deeper & maybe I'll pay attention Joe: you know it ain't about you, babe Joe: anyway, if we were still being nice I'd tell you none of the usual shit works to get you outta my head so thanks for that one Ronnie: ive been saying all day it's about her & I ain't competing with your fucking ma alright Ronnie: she smothered you poor baby Ronnie: you wanna try neglect its real easy Ronnie: feels better too Joe: you're the one who keeps bringing her up, yeah Joe: you want me to be that cunt Joe: easy Joe: I bet it was better, lucky you Ronnie: youre the one who ran home to have her tuck you in again Ronnie: youre that cunt Ronnie: mama's boy Joe: fuck's sake Joe: yeah alright Ronnie: you're the cunt who has the nerve to come crying to me when your mommy would shoot you up if you asked her to Joe: you reckon Joe: considering her dad was and she don't even hate yours as much i'll go with a no on that one Joe: plenty of sad stories I've heard and you ain't need to Ronnie: I reckon golden boy Ronnie: loves you as much as I love gear yeah Ronnie: & not trying to throw another baby away so you're welcome for the free pass Joe: cheers Joe: feels great Ronnie: you gonna cry again mckenna Joe: if i do i'll send you photos, don't worry Ronnie: 💘 Ronnie: send me some either way Joe: you're a headfuck you know Ronnie: yeah Ronnie: dealer said it last time I fucked him Joe: you want fresh line Joe: 👌 Ronnie: give it to me then Joe: give me the flight to think of something you ain't heard before Ronnie: it ain't long enough Joe: fair there's plenty of shit i can say that you ain't heard for real before Joe: but it'd be a copout so i'll keep trying Ronnie: like what Joe: how many of your brothers you fucked lik4 Ronnie: don't reckon freckles is interested Ronnie: leaves me the gay & the kid Ronnie: what about your sister that'd be hot like Joe: they're all kids, just so you know Ronnie: no they ain't Ronnie: i know you lost your virginity to me but don't reckon they're waiting Joe: you wish Joe: hopefully just on the first count Ronnie: you're a sick boy Ronnie: 💋🖕 Joe: you too baby Joe: 💘 Ronnie: thats not some shit I ain't heard before Joe: just truth though Joe: no lying Ronnie: feels like one Ronnie: I'm good Joe: what you want me to say to that Ronnie: say what you wanna say Ronnie: again not your ma Joe: i'm good then Ronnie: truth or lie Joe: lie but not a big one Joe: true once i'm off this plane Ronnie: you out of sweeties or they're just that sugar free Joe: i'm trying to time it just right Joe: then i can actually just a decent amount and not be in a coma for you Ronnie: alright fuck Ronnie: you win Ronnie: nobody's said that to me before Joe: i mean it Joe: i want you first Ronnie: don't say this shit when you're on the wrong side of a plane ride Ronnie: jesus mckenna Joe: gotta make sure you miss me too Ronnie: you're such a cunt Joe: yeah Joe: you still want me though Ronnie: shut the fuck up Joe: why Ronnie: what do you want me to say Joe: you don't have to say anything Joe: but I ain't gonna shut up about how I ain't been able to get you out of my head this whole time Ronnie: yeah you said im a headfuck Ronnie: more than your family & the gear Ronnie: I'll take it Joe: better though Joe: you know Joe: so I'll take it and all Ronnie: you're a headfuck Ronnie: what are you being nice to me for Joe: you said it could go one of two ways Joe: you want me to be mean Ronnie: I want you to be here Ronnie: but you ain't Joe: I'm coming Ronnie: & I'm waiting on you Ronnie: what the fuck Joe: I know Ronnie: I hate you Ronnie: I'm losing it, do you know that Joe: I'm sorry Ronnie: what am I gonna do with that Joe: I don't know Joe: what do you want me to do Ronnie: what can you do Ronnie: can't even score by yourself Ronnie: worse than a fucking kid Joe: was desperate Joe: and it was your idea Ronnie: thats how it is every time Ronnie: you don't have any fucking idea 'cause I'm here cupping your balls & wiping your arse for you Joe: you've been giving me an easy ride of it yeah Joe: alright Ronnie: youre gonna try & call bullshit on that yeah Joe: nah i just had no idea you were being so generous Joe: would've got you a keychain at least Ronnie: fuck you Joe: you too Ronnie: get one with sharp edges we can make a blood oath or some shit Ronnie: maybe after you'll grow the hell up Joe: sure Joe: it's my speciality yeah Ronnie: cutting's more mine but you can have it Ronnie: same old shit gets boring yeah Joe: we can share Joe: she'd be proud Ronnie: my aspiration in life Ronnie: cheers Joe: obvs mine too Ronnie: you brought her up then not me Joe: reckon you owed me that one so Joe: even Ronnie: 💋🖕 Joe: you're cute Ronnie: say that again & you'll be swallowing teeth Joe: don't worry, that was hot Joe: you won it back Ronnie: go to hell mckenna Joe: you wanna be with me forever Joe: 💘 Ronnie: just reckoning you'll get there quicker than you will this fucking airport Joe: just be glad I didn't try to get back in at rush hour Ronnie: be glad im still waiting Joe: ain't gonna waste words on it Joe: show you Ronnie: 💘

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