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Felonee welcomed the brisk air as she sauntered down the road, her heels clicking off the pavement below. Some may have considered her attire semi inadequite for the weather, but she found it just right. Her short demin skirt that rose up on her thighs matched with a top that looked like work but when she took off her light coat it showed most of the bodice being made of a fine black lace, showing off her toned midsection, but hiding enough to keep the boys guessing. Felonee had always liked it like that, hiding just enough to amaze them when they got her home. She always left them wanting more, slightly part of her scheme if you will. Course, when she went for walks, she enjoyed getting out where it was quiet, so she could focus on herself, and just enjoy the scenery. Four walls were great for shelter, but not when it came to wanting to be free; which Fel often felt the need for.

Felonee grumbled a little as she looked up noticing just where she was. She could go for a good stiff one. Stiff drink she meant. She hadn't been to this bar much, maybe once or twice but it was as good as any other, and she figured it would be a little warmer in there. So to the bouncer she strode confidently. Her looks always paid off, and soon he opened the door, allowing her in past him without hitch. The smell of sweet liquors hit her senses, as she made her way towards the bar. The place was nice enough, pretty packed though for the time of day. She didn't mind though. As she slipped out of her coat, she could feel eyes on her. Probably because of the so barely there blouse, but again, she didn't care. Felonee was just that type of girl, as heinous as it sounded. She just didn't mind what people thought of her, she knew who she was, and that was all that mattered.

Felonee smiled as a tender approached her. "Can I get a glass of crown royal on ice. Tall glass, please" She said, though the woman looked taken back by her request, she made it in good timing. Felonee raised the glass to her lips, letting the poison rung across her tongue, and down her throat. It burned, but she welcomed it. She had always enjoyed the burn of a good hard liquor. Crown was her drink of choice, and she could take it like a champ. She never mixed it, for she believed it would ruin the drinks pure taste and essence. She turned on her stool, letting her eyes dance around the club, falling on multiple prospects, but none that truly held her attention. Eh, she would just wait, someone would come along. The boys always did..

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[AIDEN RIAN STEELE]

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[atrb=style, background: #373737; border: dashed #ffffff 4px; border-radius:50px 0px 50px 0px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: dashed #ffffff 3px; width: 400px; height: 500px; float: left; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 25px;] it was Friday night and there was no way aiden was going to stay at home. He hated being home on weekend nights, those were the nights where you had to make shit happen, whether there was a party or not. He was young and he was going to embrace that for as long as he could, especially since he knew he was at his prime. He wasn’t sure where he was headed yet… he had picked either the venora club or the 8 ball, he’d decide on his way there. He debated on who to invite along with him, he was going to invite ariel, since she was always a good time, but he changed his mind afterwards. What if he wanted to go home with someone? If anything, he could just call Ariel later if he had no luck, she’d be at his beck and call in a second. He thought about asking his brother along, but no, the two always begun some sort of competition when out together. he finally decided on just heading out alone, he wasn’t afraid to do so, hell, he just wanted a night out and to get his mack on. He doubled checked his reflection in the mirror, his hair was upright; he was wearing a button down burgundy satin shirt, with black slacks. the boy smiled at his reflection, he knew how to look good, and he was fully aware of it too. He exited his restroom and went to his dresser, his shoes already on. He had three different bottles of cologne on the dresser, his hand wandered over all of them, ”which one of you is going to work the magic tonight?” he asked out loud as he eyed them down. His eyes landed and settled on his Drakkar Noir cologne, it always did the trick for him. He picked it up and sprayed himself casually. He placed it back in its original place, put his keys, wallet and phone in his pockets. He fixed his collar when he felt it a little off and crooked, then stepped out of his bedroom, walked past his older brothers room and down the steps to the front door. ”going out” he announced and shut the door behind him before his parents could ask him any specific details of his whereabouts. He used his brother’s car, without asking of course, hopping inside and driving towards the good part of town. Brandon wouldn’t need it tonight, right? The guy would probably be playing video games and stuffing food in his face all night, he probably wouldn’t even notice his car missing. Aiden had finally decided on going to the 8 ball, it had pool tables which aiden loved; it was one of the other things he was good at, besides lacrosse, football, and sex. He pulled into the parking lot and despite the fact that it was difficult to find a spot on Friday nights; he found one within ten minutes of searching. He made his way inside, being known as a regular, even though he wasn’t even of age to really be there. He spent a lot of money there which was key to places like this, so they often looked over age, not that they even knew that he was even under age really, thanks to his fake i.d. He had been there for about thirty minutes, already on his second tall glass of beer. He didn’t drink too heavily on nights he had to drive home later, even though he was a great designated drunk driver. He didn’t want to take any chances, because truthfully, you never know what could happen, and there was no way he was going to take a chance and ruin his perfect face. He was at the far end of the bar when he spotted her, felonee, a girl from his school that he always kept an eye on and never hesitated to drop a line whenever she was nearby. A sly smirk formed on his face as he began to walk over, he had never seen her here before, but he was glad he had spotted her, the girl was gorgeous and he had to get to her before his brother did. The siblings didn’t share. He leaned in and placed his arm and drink in hand on the bar beside her, ”gorgeous… I didn’t know you came here… lucky me” he smirked and looked at the bartender, ”can you get the lady another of whatever she’s having?”, he said politely and looked back at felonee.”so what are you doing here unattended? It’s … shocking really” he said soothingly, never letting his eyes leave hers. He let his eyes wander over her choice of clothing and licked his lips, damn did she look good. He looked back up and locked his eyes with hers.

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[AIDEN RIAN STEELE]

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[AIDEN RIAN STEELE]

sugar we're going down swinging,

[atrb=style, background: #373737; border: dashed #ffffff 4px; border-radius:50px 0px 50px 0px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: dashed #ffffff 3px; width: 400px; height: 500px; float: left; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 25px;] aiden nodded as he kept his eyes on her, a few seconds here and there he’d move them to her outfit or her other great assets, but it was what any guy would do, right? Fortunately for aiden, he knew how to balance checking a girl out and keeping eye contact with her. No girl wanted a guy gawking over her so obsessively, right? Well, maybe they did, but it was a turn off to girls like felonee and she was definitely aiden’s type so he wasn’t fucking this up. He smiled, ”oh? Can’t wait to find out what ‘other things’ you can do well… gotta love the talented ones,” he said raising both brows in excitement. She had to be good at a few things, to aiden, just by looking at her, he could tell she’d know what she was doing in bed. And to be honest, he couldn’t wait to find out, he just had to play it smart and not strike out. He knew she could have any guy in this bar, hell, she even knew it. but how could he become that guy to go home with her? Aiden nodded listening to her standards, chuckling a little to himself as he realized he was two for two. he was both hot and really good in bed, and he’d be the first to toot his own horn in admittance and praise. ”well you know, I’ve got one of those qualities for sure… maybe if you’re lucky you’ll find out I have the other one as well,” he smirked, taking another drink from his glass. ”and hopefully the last,” he said with a grin, keeping his composure, his confidence showing. He tilted his glass up, finishing the last bit of beer in it, licking his lips in case any got out of his mouth. God, did he love Blue Moon. He looked over at the pool tables, ”you play?”, he asked.

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sugar we're going down swinging,

[atrb=style, background: #373737; border: dashed #ffffff 4px; border-radius:50px 0px 50px 0px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: dashed #ffffff 3px; width: 400px; height: 500px; float: left; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 25px;] aiden was just glad not to be home right now, his hot new future official step-sister had a tendency to walk around the house in skimpy clothing, and he wasn’t ready for that tonight. He needed a break from the teasing really, plus, it was good to be out and about, even if he was on his own. He had to admit, he’d love to be the one to find out what luxuries this girl could provide for him. She was often a topic in the locker room before and after practice, along with several other girls, of course. But never did aiden, get the chance to experience her for himself, besides the usual daily flirting in science. But then again, he had never ran into her outside of school, so who knew the outcome that this little run-in would bring him. ”yeah, but I’d rather not listen to rumors, I’m more of a…see it for myself kind of guy,” he said simply, it was true too. He hated hearing about things, in fact, he’d rather be the one doing the talking and gloating. ”plus, you never know what’s true and what isn’t unless you find out first hand”, he added shortly after, mentally decided on whether or not he should order just one more tall glass of beer. On normal nights in which he wasn’t driving, he drank rum straight up, but tonight, wasn’t one of those nights unfortunately, even though his tongue was started to crave the taste of the hard liquor. He turned his head a little at her words, damn, was she feisty, definitely a quality in a girl that aiden loved. Those were the interesting girls, the ones that kept you on your feet, and boy was it a turn on. ”I think it goes both ways, gorgeous,” he smiled brightly her way, ”maybe we both might be getting lucky tonight,” he wiggled his eyebrows and chuckled a bit. He nodded listening, ”so I’m assuming you came here for the drinks? Maybe the men as well?” he asked as the bartender came to gather their empty glasses, aiden stopped him and asked him for a cherry. He held it up to her when he was given one, ”can you tie a cherry stem into a knot using only your mouth?” he asked, wanting to see how good the girl was with her tongue, also trying to discover one of her hidden talents.

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