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Post by jacq1 on Oct 25, 2012 2:27:44 GMT -5
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gavin stretched out his neck, yawning. he was sitting at his desk, chatting away on his computer. the recipient of these messages being miss nevada enders. nevada and gav were friends. they'd met through her many sessions at the tattoo store where he worked. the girl had a lot of ink and gav was proud to have done most of it. gavin was savouring having the house to himself for a night whilst theresa was out at a friend's. since she'd moved in, alone time was something he had a whole new appreciation for.
taking another mouthful of his beer, he tapped away at the keys. he'd invited the girl over to hang out, he figured he may as well take the chance while it was there. there was no way he could have women over when his watchdog of a daughter was around so now was prime. he'd just bought a case of beer and was keen on getting off his head. once she'd agreed to come over he smirked to himself and signed off. he sighed and stood up, adjusting the beanie on his head.
turning around, he kicked stuff out of the way to make the house look somewhat neat. he didn't go into theresa's room, the girl seemed to always throw a fit if she noticed things had been moved around or neatened. they had a mutual agreement, if he didn't touch her room she wouldn't touch his work table. and it seemed to be working so far. making his way back out to the lounge room he sat down on the couch, sighing as he switched the tv to mtv. his eyes blankly watched the images flicker across the screen and he took another sip of his beer, swept his fringe out of his face.
minutes later, a knock at the door made him jump and he stood up; walking over to his door. he gave a quick look through the peephole and smirked at the girl standing there. gavin opened the door and smiled at the girl. "hey," he said, stepping back and motioning for her to come inside.
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Post by shauna2 on Oct 25, 2012 2:54:03 GMT -5
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a small smirk rose on nevada ender's face as she noticed who messaged her back that night. the girl was sitting on her bed, laptop open smoking a joint that friday night with no other plans until this response occupied her. it was gavin, or as she called him papi chulo. he was her main tattoo artist, one of the only guys she'd ever go to for work. the conversation was shorter than she expected it to be, but it wasn't like that was a bad thing. because before she knew it she was signing off and skipping around her apartment getting dressed to go get fucked up, and fucked, by gavin buckley. things were really looking up for the weekend huh?
as she practically dove in her closet, nevada sighed picking around outfits until her eyes widened and a grin formed throughout her mouth. she got undressed out of the pajamas she was in, not bothering to put a bra on before putting on her long misfits band tee that she cut up one rainy day. the shirt hung off both of her shoulders, stopping at the middle of the flower tattoos on her chest which meant if the shirt fell anymore her entire chest would be hanging out. over top of it she put up her over sized david bowie jacket, she bit her inner lip searching for pants until she came across her shortest, tightest, high-waist shorts. again, totally skipping the underwear part. for her feet, just a simple pair of boots. she looked at herself in the mirror and winked at the reflection before grabbing her cell phone, cigarettes, weed, and keys before heading out the door.
the drive wasn't that long, thank god, because all she wanted to do was get inside and see gavin's reaction to her wardrobe. his daughter wasn't in the house that night, which meant she had him all to herself. not that she's ever had him before, but that doesn't mean she's never thought about it. gavin was hot, and he obviously thought she was hot too. this was bound to happen. the girl approached the door, knocking a bit before stepping back and waiting. when he answered, she replied to his greeting. "hey." she smirked walking in past him, her eyes wandering along his body. damn he looked good, as always.
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Post by jacq1 on Oct 25, 2012 3:16:43 GMT -5
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his eyes traced down her body, and he was speechless for a moment. before he knew it, she'd walked past him and he turned slowly, watching her. gavin couldn't believe he knew such an attractive person. let alone had a good chance of doing her tonight. he inhaled through his teeth sharply and grinned at the dark-haired girl. "damn," he chuckled, "you look fuckin' hot." he wasn't going to dodge it, it had to be said.
gav closed the door and strode past her to the refrigerator, pulling out a beer for her. "you keen?" he asked, walking up to nevada and handing it to her. sipping his own, he plonked down on his couch, patting the space next to him. stretching out his long legs, he put his beer down on the coffee table and he pulled off his beanie, ruffling his hair around until it felt acceptable. his eyes wandered over to her outfit again and he bit his lip. he'd never seen a girl dress the way she did. like ever. she knew just what parts to highlight, what to cover up and what to show. and it drove him crazy. and she knew that.
"misfits, very nice." he nodded, they were one of his alltime favourite bands. he wondered if she'd heard him talk about it before. if she had that would have impressed him greatly. gavin stretched out his neck once again and reclined back into the couch. his eyes darted to her plugs and he reached out his inked hand and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "hey, did you go up a size?" gav asked, raising a brow. it was all just an excuse to be able to touch her, and she probably knew that. but that was okay with him.
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Post by shauna2 on Oct 25, 2012 3:31:31 GMT -5
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as she was gracefully complimented on her walk in, she smirked biting her lip a bit. "i was just going to say the same about you." she liked how things weren't hush hush, let's giggle and act all shy with her and gavin. they were very out in the open, blunt, people which was perfect. "mm papi chulo." she spoke in a fake accent, winking at him as her eyes took another trip up and down the extremely tall man. she always wondered what it would be like for him to pick her up and fuck her like that, if she'd enjoy it or if her fear of heights would kick in since he was so goddamn tall compared to her.
the girl took the cold beer from gavin's hand, opening it before taking a small sip before a bigger sip, which then lead to a few gulps. she was still pretty baked from the half of a joint she smoked before coming over, so the beer was just what she needed. when gavin patted the spot next to him, she snickered a bit before wandering over. she didn't sit too close to him, but close enough to be in arm's reach. then again he could probably reach her across town with those arms, not only was gavin her papi chulo but he was also her elastaboy. when he commented on the misfits, she smirked and nodded. "mine as well, i mean you know i'm more of a danzig fan than a misfit fan. more hits came from glenn in danzig than the misfits." she shrugged off her band knowledge and giggled a bit as he touched her ear. did she size up? oh wow how original. "you know gav. if you're gonna touch me, at least make it count." she smirked, leaning forward to take off her david bowie coat before turning to face him. "because you and i both know i bought these plugs from you the same day you finished up my kitty thigh piece." she smirked, setting her beer down after taking a few more gulps.
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Post by jacq1 on Oct 25, 2012 4:00:49 GMT -5
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her fake accent and the way she called him 'papi chulo' just killed him inside. it took all the self restraint he had to simply sit down next to her on the couch. it hurt, it really did. he didn't understand how one person could have so much damn sex appeal. he looked at the ink on her skin that was visible and all of them held the memories of the endless hours they'd spent in the shop doing them. he remembered each and every one of them which was saying something because he went through a lot of customers. he supposed she was his most valuable though, he got a lot of recognition from the fans of her suicide girl work and therefore more customers.
as the girl talked about the misfits and danzig he nodded, impressed by her musical knowledge. she clearly wasn't just a pretty face. he rolled his eyes at her as she saw through his lame attempt at conversation with the plugs comment. so he wasn't the smoothest operator out there, whatever. he scanned her bowie jacket and smiled. that was a nice jacket. this girl had amazing taste, clearly. she spoke about buying the plugs when he'd done her thigh piece and he chuckled. "damn, foiled," gav grinned a little, chewing on his lip ring for a moment.
the man sighed out and flicked his hair out of his face again, shuffling closer to her. he stretched an arm around her and brought the other one to her jaw, guiding her to face him as he pressed his lips against hers; softly at first. just to test the waters. he'd never gotten intimate with her before, so he wanted to make sure it's what she wanted. god knows why he'd never pulled a move in the past.
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Post by shauna2 on Oct 25, 2012 9:03:15 GMT -5
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blah blah blah cat tattoos, who got plugs where and when, etc non of that mattered to nevada anymore. why you may ask? because gavin had kissed her. the kind of kiss like you saw between the bad boy and the good girl in the movies. the kind of kiss nevada had never experienced. she always knew that she had something deep down for gavin, but didn't think the intimacy would reach a level that even nevada hadn't been on before. in most of her random, hey let's meet up, hook ups they never even kissed or anything cute of that sort. all she got was barley a hello before having to get down and blow some one. gavin was a sweet heart. even though most girls wouldn't consider beer and being complimented with the words 'damn, hot, and fuck' sweet, well let's just say it's a good thing nevada wasn't most girls. when it felt like gavin was going to pull back from the kiss, nevada ran her hands up his chest until her fingertips met behind his neck. this wasn't ending just yet, she didn't want it to.
nevada put every ounce of passion she had in her into that kiss before she parted her lips, slowly moving her tongue from her mouth to gavin's. as she ran her right hand up the back of his neck, nevada found herself driving herself crazy. she had no idea how this was going to effect gavin, but since he wasn't stopping her she figured all was well. with one single, quick motion nevada found herself straddling over top of gavin still refusing to break their kiss. nevada let her hands drop down from the boy's shoulders, exploring every inch that she could reach. finally, after a good five minutes of making out nevada pushed herself back from him and bit her lip. she tried to speak up, but she couldn't and didn't really understand why.
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Post by jacq1 on Oct 25, 2012 16:07:37 GMT -5
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the moment their lips touched he knew it was a different sensation. good, but different. the amount of times he'd thought about kissing nevada it didn't compare to actually doing it. he always thought it'd be just some emotionless make-out session to fill in the space between hello and fucking. but it wasn't like that. it was much better. as much as gavin felt weird thinking it, he felt some form of connection. he wondered if she felt the same way. or perhaps he was thinking way too much into things and she saw him as just another guy. gavin tended to do that quite a lot.
her fingertips up his body made him shiver, and he sighed a little her tongue felt its way into his mouth. goosebumps plagued his skin all over at her her fingertips touching the back of his neck. gavin was glad when she moved to straddle him, as it was making things a whole lot less awkward, position wise. he places a hand either side to rest on her hips and he moaned quietly into the kiss as her hands ran over his body. when she parted the kiss he immediately missed it. the look on her face was strange, and he wasn't sure what to make of it.
gavin brought a hand up and used it to comb her hair back, holding the side of her jaw. "you okay, sweetheart?" gavin wasn't sure where the sudden pet name came from, but it felt right. depending on how she took it was another story. he smiled as he looked into nevada's eyes and returned his hand to her hips, leaning in and planting kisses on her neck. "mmm," he couldn't help but give a quiet, playful chuckle, sending his breath across her skin.
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Post by shauna2 on Oct 26, 2012 5:55:18 GMT -5
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nevada was thinking that this was all in her head, and that she was just probably overreacting. that, or karma was finally biting her in the ass for all of the guys she's ran out on after they felt like this. but then, deep down she wished that maybe this was something real and not just some fuck. she knew that she would enjoy it either way, but nevada always wished that one day she could fall into that old cliche called love. then again she didn't even know where to start when it came to love, she's never truly felt like that in her life. so how was she going to even recognize it when it did happen? her own parents dumped her at an orphanage when she was four and never looked back, and then she grew up watching all the other kids get adopted meanwhile there she sat in the orphanage just wishing and praying for happiness. she shook the thoughts from her head, noticing the goose bumps on gavin's skin. everything he was doing was captivating, his hands on her hips; the sounds he made; the simple fact that he was breathing at this point was enough for nevada.
when he brushed her hair back, followed by placing his hand on the side of her face. nevada almost felt like she needed to pull away, it was just getting way too real for her to handle at this point. until he spoke up. was she okay? something about the pet name completely changed her view on the current situation. as gavin kissed her neck, nevada felt like she were in a trance. she inhaled through her mouth deeply, pulling her baggy tee down until the neckline was down hugging her hips. wrapping her arms around his neck, she ran her hand up through his hair again while the other sat on his shoulder.
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Post by jacq1 on Oct 26, 2012 6:46:09 GMT -5
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even though the television was humming away quietly in the background, the sound of his own breath echoed through gavin's ears like thunder. this level of intimacy and chemistry was something gavin hadn't felt in a long time, let alone ever. since theresa's mother he hadn't felt connected to anyone properly, which led to all sorts of self insecurity. thinking he was no good, damaged, worthless. but he felt none of that right now. right now he felt fine, he felt better than fine. nevada felt like the only other person in the world right now to him. his mind was jumping to ridiculous conclusions and he had to try to silence it. the moment was electric and he knew nothing could ruin it.
the way she didn't reply to his question worried him a little, but the thought was quickly pushed out of his head as her baggy tee was soon moving downwards. her fingers through his hair made him shiver a little, grinning against the skin of her neck. he reached for the hem of his own tanktop and broke the lip to neck contact to pull his shirt over his head. gavin sighed and gave nevada a soft smile. he tightened his grip on her hips for a moment; moving to lay on his back on the couch, bringing her with him.
the man breathed out, finding his breath growing a little shallow. he rested a hand behind his head and linked his index finger of the other through her belt loop. he was curious as to what was going to happen after. would she leave? would it make things so awkward between them that they'd stop talking? or would it draw them together? there were so many possibilities, it made gavin almost dizzy thinking about it.
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Post by shauna2 on Oct 26, 2012 7:09:47 GMT -5
TAGGED: GAVIN OUTFIT: CLICK talk about an experience, this was definitely one for the books. nevada wasn't even close to imagining the encounter to the reality, it wasn't like just some meaningless fuck. it was almost like a love making, it was very passionate and intimate. now, everyone knew nevada wasn't a stranger to sex for she'd been around the block a few times; however, the sex with gavin was unlike anything she'd experienced before. after twenty minutes or so on the couch, he just sort of scooped her up. after ten minutes against the wall, they made their way to gavin's room. then there was that wall for a good five minutes, the bedroom floor for another five, and then the bed for... well about an hour. which brings us to now...
nevada was doing her best to catch her breath as she laid next to gavin, her clothes were scattered around his place and her hair was now in a bun on the top of her head. she didn't know if gavin wanted her to stay or not, but at this point she didn't care. it was the perfect moment, she's seen him on an entire new level of intimacy. hell this was the first time seeing herself on this level of intimacy, it was almost too intense for her. she inhaled deeply, exhaling the same as she turned on her side and brought herself closest to gavin as she could. her arm across his torso, and her head laying on his bare chest. she could hear his heart beat, and it made her smile. she looked up a gavin, not saying a word, just a smile. a very meaningful smile. she nuzzled herself into his chest, almost like a cat. her fingertips running gently across his arm, if she could live in that moment forever she would. she felt.. like a real human being. like she was actually capable of being loved, and loving some body else.
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Post by jacq1 on Oct 26, 2012 7:40:20 GMT -5
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gavin's chest rose and fell with his breathing. he swept his hair off of his slightly damp forehead and sighed loudly. he couldn't believe it'd just happened, let alone the way it happened. it was completely different to how he'd ever imagined it. it had meaning, weight and purpose, even. it was foreign, but welcomed. as she shuffled over to him, he sunk into her touch. he brought a hand up to toy with the back of her hair, stroking it softly. her pretty little eyes looked up at him and he mirrored her smile back down to her. the smile was plastered to his face, and even as he tried to conceal it, it wasn't leaving anytime soon.
"that was.." he struggled to find words. he stuttered around a little before chuckling, "woah." he knew he didn't have to explain how he felt, he could tell she was in silent agreement. as she nuzzled his chest he continued lacing his fingertips through her hair softly, mimicking her fingertips on his arm. gavin closed his eyes, utterly content in the moment. he could have easily stayed like that for a long time. "you stayin'?" he breathed, his voice light and floaty. he honestly hoped she would, he didn't want to feel the ache of her absence just yet. his eyes traced the room lazily, pieces of clothing scattered everywhere, things that had been pushed out of the way on the floor. they sure didn't cut corners."what i mean is that i want you to stay," he mumbled, chuckling quietly.
gavin snaked his hand to rest around her waist, sighing and snuggling into her a little more, wishing they could be closer than physically possible. he felt a compulsion to just hold her tight. to hold her tight and to not let go.
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Post by shauna2 on Oct 29, 2012 12:37:19 GMT -5
TAGGED: GAVIN OUTFIT: CLICK hearing gavin's reaction to their... moment made her smile grow into a grin. feeling his hand play in her hair, gave her chills. it was crazy how after having glorious sex, without any kind of nerve or anything, a simple touch from gavin could make the hair on her arms stand up as the goosebumps rose. when he asked her if she was staying, she got a vibe that made her wanna hop out of the bed and just run as far as she could. and just as she went to roll out of gavin's arms and off of the bed, he spoke up again. with his hand around her waist, pulling her closer, she ran a hand up his chest until her fingers sat perfectly align with his shoulder. the side of her face lay gently against his chest, perking her head up and planting a simple peck on the boy's neck. she went to adjust herself again, extending her arms until both hands sat on his shoulders. she laid her body on top of his, then turning it into a straddle. the feeling of a now flaccid -cough- gavin, didn't bother her as much as she thought it was going to. one of her awkward pet peeves were the look or feel of a flaccid... thing but gavin's didn't bother her for some odd reason.
she ran her hands up and down his chest, stupid smile still on her face. "gavin," she spoke softly, nibbling the inside of her lip. "i wanna know everything there is to know about you." she found the boy's hands, and interlaced their fingers. she wished she could just live in this moment, but just add more wonderful sex in the mix. "when's your daughter coming home?" she wondered, asking before he reacted to her earlier statement.
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Post by jacq1 on Oct 30, 2012 6:58:25 GMT -5
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the simple touch of her hand up his chest and shoulder made his head spin. gavin had never experienced the sensations he was now and it was almost scary how real they were. the girl's soft lips against his neck caused a quiet content chuckle to ripple from his throat. as she adjusted herself, he moved a hand to rest behind his head and he sighed out. he hadn't felt so utterly okay with the world in a long time. he usually had some sort of worry on his mind but at the moment all he cared about was nevada.
gavin smirked and laced his hands behind his head as she spoke, looking up at the dark haired girl. hearing her voice speak his name was music to his ears, a grin spreading across his face. as lame as it sounded, his heart fluttered when she said she wanted to know everything there was to know about him. he chewed down on his lip and smiled when their hands intertwined. his blissful thoughts were stunted by her asking about his daughter. yes. there was always that.
he really wanted nevada to stay as long as she could but with theresa around he knew that was unlikely. theresa was the judge of what women were okay for her daddy. and in theresa's books that was no woman ever. he cringed a little and shrugged, "her friend's mom is dropping her off sometime in the morning, she wasn't really specific." gavin was going into rambling dad mode and he knew it, "my girl likes to push her limits so i wouldn't be surprised if she's not home until the afternoon." gavin gave a smirk, his girl was a firecracker that was for sure. just like her father.
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