Simple || Alex & Reina 

reina-silvestri:

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Theres no better way to start the day, 

capture-this-arianna:

Than with a good cup of coffee and a bag of cookies.

Amen.

Though I’m more of a donut kinda guy.

@Alex 

timebringsbeautifulroses:

Bella glared Alex down with anger buring in her eyes, why was this upsetting her so much, she angerily ran her fingers through her long hair before composing herself. She could see Alex wasn’t going any where, he was turning her anger, her feelings into some sick game for himself, but she wasn’t going to make it easy for him to watch her get heated, she would give it right back to him. A certain amount of determination washed over her face as a small smirk played across her pink lips, and her fingers twitched as she walked towrads him, twisting her head to the side. “ Don’t you ever get tired of that? Of that game you play, screwing little girls, once…maybe twice?” she turned her back to him “Unzip me, if you’re going to corner me, I’m going to at least get changed”

The girl held her hair out of the way. He wasn’t the only one who could play with ones weakness’s, Bella may not have been an expert at toying with people, but she watched her sister do it for years, and she watched people like Alex do it every day, she could play pretend if she had too, putting out a facade for him, after all it was a game, it is what he wanted, right? To toy with her. After Alex unzipped the back of her dress she let it fall loosely from her body, she only wore a pair of white boy shorts, girly and innocent just like her, her back was long and tan just like the rest of her body with two dimples at the end before her butt began.

She walked away not facing him, when she turned to face him her hair covered any nudity that he would of been able to see. ” You’re not the first one to screw my sister, and you wont be the last, but enlighten me Alex.” Bella pushed through the racks of clothes, watching Alex out of the corner of her eye, her heart pounded from under her bare chest, but she was hoping her blue eyes weren’t betraying her, showing the anger, the fear and the twisted curiosity that played behind her crystal clear eyes. ” I’m sure you’re story would be much more enlightening than hers, I can already hear her now, see her face and all” Bella practically sneered as she spoke her last words, it was getting hard to hide her anger, but she didn’t really care, it was a game, right? Picking an over sized Pierces pink tank top off the rack, lifting her arms revealing a glimpse of her breast before they were shielded again by the over sized tank top. She turned facing him, in bare feet, boy shorts and an over sized tank top, looking more like a dangerous life sized doll than anything with the look in her eyes that could kill. She crossed her arms over chest.

Alex could feel the anger radiating off her, hitting him in purposeful waves. Naturally she looked gorgeous, perhaps more so while she was feeling this emotion so deeply, so there was something vaguely worrisome about the way that smirk hit her lips. However the mood shift didn’t show in Alex, careful to keep the easy going smile at the corners of his lips. “Not at all,” he answered sweetly, stepping forward to do as she asked. He took his sweet time unzipping her dress, making a show of it. “But I know that holier-than-thou bit gets old. Maybe you should try it my way, it’s a helluva lot more fun,” he suggested, finishing up with her zipper.

As he absently pulled the hem of his shirt from his pants, Alex managed to contain himself with Bella’s part exposure, mostly because it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. However it was Rosabella DuCharme and Alex was smart enough to take any opportunity’s that presented itself to him, so his eyes grazed over her body rather carelessly. The act doubled as yet another way to rope a reaction out of her. Alex folded his arms over his chest as his icy blues finally rested on her own. He let her speak all the way through, allowing her to get it all out uninterrupted. He owed her that much, after all. Once she finished though he tilted his eyes to the ceiling and stared into the memory of Sophia, “Mm, so can I.” His partly joking comment came with a purse of his lips that transformed into a smirk as Bella pulled on her tank top. “She was really good. She certainly knew what she was doing,” he perked a brow pointedly, wondering if Bella would find herself as confident in such a situation.

Alex’s arms dropped from his chest, moving to fill the distance between them as he invaded her personal space. “Which is more than I could say for you, I’ll bet,” he teased her a little harshly, the smile not doing much to soften the blow. But he was starting to feel a little bad for angering the poor girl so mercilessly when all she did was have a sister who liked a good time. Alex raised his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, an assumingly unwelcomed move, and followed it with a compliment. “If it helps, you’re more beautiful,” he said honestly, keeping his eyes on her own despite himself. “And you have a much better body,” he couldn’t help but add, gaze leaving her’s to trail down her body with a more playful smirk.

foxy-roxie-sinclair:

I get it. Your image is important, but I’m positive that there’s more to you. I mean, just look at this wall you’ve built. I can’t wait to find out what dirty secrets you have lying in your past. I never said anything about “despising” sex. Personally, it’s not really my thing, but people are welcome to do whatever they damn well please. I don’t hate people who have sex. I just wanted to know why you like it so much. Gosh, sue me. 

You’re really not getting it. There is no image, this is all me, sweetheart. Haven’t we gone over this before? That’s bullshit. I’m sorry, but you cannot look like you do and take the pictures that you take and not have sex. It’s not empirically possible. What, are you, like, packing both weapons? Hermaphroditic, blatantly put? A virgin, maybe? Metal issues, what the hell is wrong with you?

foxy-roxie-sinclair:

I wasn’t saying “I’m genuinely curious” just for shits and giggles. I said it because I meant it. I’m trying to figure you out. Oh, that’s right. I forgot that you go for the pathetic girls that desperately throw themselves at you. Slipped my mind. 

Figure me out? Hate to burst your little psychological bubble, but this is pretty much it. I have sex because I like it. The end. You’re the one who’s well overdue for a good character analysis, the girl who despises sex and all those who have it. What kind of a fucked up personality quirk is that?

foxy-roxie-sinclair:

I can certainly understand the fact that it feels good. I mean, that’s obvious. I just don’t get why you’d go through all the trouble to get into a girl’s pants just to do something that feels good. Seems like a lot of work for something that’s unsustainable. Now, I’m no psych major, but I think that it’s just a game to you. I’m not trying to be condescending. I am genuinely curious. Is it all about the chase? Do you feel accomplished after fucking a new girl, adding her to your list of conquests?

What makes you think I go through any trouble to get what I want? Occasionally I’ll come across a sexually frigid girl such as your humble self who wants nothing to do with me, but otherwise it’s all too easy. …But for the ones who do protest, yes, it is particularly satisfying to get them in the sack. I’m not going to feel ashamed, if that’s what your goal is, Roxie.

Simple || Alex & Reina 

reina-silvestri:

Of course, Alex would make this difficult. She had gone easy on him regarding the shopping. She had called around to see which stores had what was needed and made a list. If Alex had really seen her shopping, Reina doubted he would have lasted the day. All he did was carry the bags around and pick one of the options that Reina had already chosen from hundreds of others. Still a promise was a promise. She plastered a fake smile on her face. “I can’t reach my zipper.” Reina deliberately stretched her arms arching her back as she tried to try and reach the zip. “It’s just too far away.” She stiffened at first feeling Alex’s hands on her zipper but relaxed fairly quickly. “If you want to do the honors, then go right ahead.” 

“It’s your desire. I’m just here to give you what you want.” Reina was glad that he could be trusted to stick to his word. There was still quite a bit of time before Matty’s shower and this all would be for nothing should he not keep the rest of his bargain and play at the shower. Reina still believed that there was something good inside that Alex hid from the rest of the world. Maybe she just wanted to see the good in people, or maybe Alex was just so careful with the facade that every now and then it would slip to be noticed by those who were watching. Reina let him strip her. She would have imagined that he would have wanted to move a bit quicker than the pace that they were going at, but Reina was not one to complain for small mercies. 

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foxy-roxie-sinclair:

Fair enough. Maybe you’ll change your mind, and maybe you won’t. Either way, what I said still holds true. Now, I want an honest, serious answer for my next question. Why are you so fixated on sex? Why do you like it so much? Clearly it isn’t for the emotional connection. Is it just because it feels good?

Just because it feels good? You say that like it isn’t enough. And I guess it’s not, for you. For me it is. Is that even really the part that bugs you? I was under the impression you didn’t approve of the lack of emotional connection itself, the fact that it led nowhere. Because the liking sex part is pure human instinct, isn’t it?

Sense, Sensibility || Alex & Roxie 

foxy-roxie-sinclair:

Alex Dayson was… intriguing, to say the least. Roxie had never met someone with even half enough wit to keep her entertained let alone someone who could match her sharp tongue effortlessly. It was refreshing. They were sure to get bored of each other soon enough, what with Roxie’s asexual tendencies, but she would enjoy their heated conversations in the meantime. Their conflicting opinions and exciting banters were certainly amusing, though if Alex asked, she wouldn’t admit that she enjoyed them. No need to inflate his ego any more. 

It was still early, so the pub wasn’t nearly as crowded as it was sure to get within the next few hours. Roxie casually strolled to the back where she spotted Alex perched on a barstool, a lit cigarette in hand while sipping some sort of alcoholic beverage. With a quick smirk to the fellow model, the redhead leaned over the counter making sure the young bartender had a good view down the front of her top. He certainly seemed like the kind of guy who thought with the head in his pants rather than the one on his shoulders. “What do you recommend I order? I’m looking for something strong,” she asked, flirtatiously batting her overly made-up eyelashes. He stuttered a bit before offering his suggestion and a free drink. They made small talk before Roxie graciously accepted the apple martini, winked at the boy, and turned to focus her attention back on Alex. “Benefits to being a female,” she smirked, daintily taking a sip of her drink. “I’m a bit surprised that you bothered to show up.”

Roxie’s arrival came with the mandatory shift of eyes her way, Alex’s included. He raised a curious brow as she offered him a smirk before leaning over the bartop. Of course. Alex gave a low chuckle, smoke snaking out from between his lips as he dropped the dead cigarette in the ashtray with a shake of his head. However his eyes rested back on the con Roxie was currently pulling, almost admiringly. Female bartenders were all too rare in the good bars, but even if there were he would have to work twice as long and do that eye thing she was doing twice as much. She got her drink, free of course, and gave her attention back to Alex who was pursing his lips into an easy smirk. “Poor guy is probably nursing a hard-on in the back. So cruel,” he mused in her silence with another tsking shake of his head. But at least he didn’t have to buy her drink, not that he couldn’t afford it obviously. It was a pride thing and with Roxie he wasn’t nearly ready to do her any favors.

“I could say the same about you,” Alex replied before taking a modest sip from his own drink, turning a little more fully towards the redhead. “Decide your desire for a good drink outweighed the potential repercussions of being seen with me?” he wondered with a hardly concealed roll of his eyes. Yes, that part did hurt his fragile male ego, though after the words left his mouth he did work to keep that hidden. Alex could assume that Roxie would eat up any hint of insult or offense that he might be feeling.