Much Needed Space (Eva)

[Connor Knight]

The chill was just starting to leave Connor’s body. Spending a few hours wondering about in the snowy streets alone looking for some unsuspecting human, had only given Connor frozen limbs. He thought about going back to the House and up to his room to thaw out…but lately all he could do was fight with his brother. It was like Easton was on some trop about being a better fledgling or whatever. What I a lode of shit. Easton wasn’t any better the him. They had been through it all together…dieing and undying and whatnot…the feral red rampage through the streets of Tulsa every night. It was great. Doing what he wanted…eating whomever he wanted. Oh the fear that was plastered all over those pathetic human faces…nothing could replace that…but then the being named Kalona burst from the ground and joining him seemed to make him feel like he had every right to give into darkness. For a while his brother was right there at his side, through anything that they did. But now…something was different with him. Always standing up to him and following light. Blah blah blah blah….Connor was getting so freaking tired of Easton acting like he was so much better then him. To him, his brother was weak….and after their fight in the club he was ready to be rid of him.

Connor dropped down in to the beginnings of the tunnels. The tunnels were welcoming to him…like his second home. As he walked down the tunnels to an empty room, he allowed his fingers to slide down the earthen walls, until he came to a door way. An empty room…looked good enough to him. It didn’t feel like he was hiding from his brother or anyone else…merely getting some space from all the goody goodies that resided in the House. They were so annoying especially the Blues. So pure. So full of light. So fucking pathetic. Fuck them…and his brother “turned good” He pulled his black fingerless gloves off and tucked them into his sweater pocket. At least whomever occupied this room previously had left a fold out bed with the mattress still on it, in the room. There were a few other things…books, a lamp, a few blankets and a scattering of meaningless junk. It didn’t take any thinking, Connor plopped down on his back on the mattress. Surprisingly it smelled clean and well taken care of…some chick must have occupied this room. No guy, especially a red guy, would be that clean.

A deep breath filled his lungs and Connor could feel the chill starting to leave his frozen limbs. Maybe he would be spending more time in the tunnels, it was farther away from those that didn’t understand what it was like to have been a red. Those fucking Blues had no damn idea what it was like. A bit of a wicked grin tugged at the corners of his mouth, but that was ok…it gave all the reds and once reds an advantage. They knew what the darkness was like and how to use it and that was something those Blues would never know. Connor gaze rested on the dirt ceiling, he could see how some of the shadows churned and moved along the surface. Darkness. Those inky black threads lurked everywhere. Blues couldn’t see them, but Connor and others could. Of course he was in no position to call upon them or use them in anyway…but he could see them pulse and move around Neferet and Kalona. He fidgeted a little until he was completely comfortable on the mattress.

Since when had he grown so tired? A yawn couldn’t be stopped and he rolled over on his stomach. The warmth of the tunnels was starting to make him groggy. Most definitely he would spend the night here, there was so desire in him to go back to his dorm room. None at all. That was all the deciding he needed…tomorrow he would start gathering his things and move into the tunnels. Tomorrow. For now it was getting seriously hard to keep his eyes open. It wasn’t long before he drifted off into a light sleep. Connor usually slept very soundly…usually a dreamless sleep, but not this time. Old memories of his time as a regular human boy played like an old movie in his mind. Time he had shared with his brother…just innocent times…as boys. A rustling noise woke him. Connor has up with a start and quickly grabbed the knife he kept sheathed in his boot. “Who is there? Show yourself…if you don’t you will be sorry” He readied him self trying to shake the sleepiness that kept hold of him. The sun was rising outside that that meant it was time for him to pass out cold. As sleepy as he was, he was ready to use his accurate aim on whomever was bothering him.

Words: 817
Muse: ok
Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~
Notes: sorry if it is suckage. I don’t rp him a lot…still getting a feel for him. He can be so random and moody! I didn’t proffread it either. So…yea…

[Eva Teague]

It was fucking cold. Figures of course, since it was the winter after all. Eva had no sense though. She should have been inside, or at least have a coat and pants on. Not Eva though, Eva never cared about the weather, It could have been negative nine degrees out(which Eva was pretty sure it was) and she still would wear what ever the fuck she wanted...

Why shouldn't she? Why should she let the weather dictate what she wore? She never let anyone else...Eva shook her head. These thoughts she was having about the weather not controlling her were random as fucking hell. What was wrong with her? She had been in such a funk ever since Atlantis...

She sighed shifting the way she was sitting in the Tree in the middle of forest for the umpteenth time. She was restless. Her cheeks were red with cold and you would think it would make her happy but she wasn't even thinking about it at all. She was just sitting there listening to her music, She turned up the volume on her Candy apple Red IPod and shoved it deep in her jean pocket. She wasn't wearing full jeans no. She had black jeans that she cut into shorts, She hated full pants, so she wore the jean shorts over black fishnets. She loved fishnets and it was one thing that made her smile, She had a black and red shirt on and a corset over it. Not to mention her giant red boots.

This outfit wasn't for the winter, This outfit was for a club which was where Eva was going to go. Every night she woke up and put on her club clothes and she stood there by the gates of the School and had a bit of a stand off with herself. Would she go or would she not go? The answer was always the same. She never went. She never had it in her anymore. She hated this fact.

She sighed and turned over on the tree looking down at the ground, Her bright red hair was blowing in the cold wind as A pink song came on her Ipod.

I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest
Or the girl who never wants to be alone
I don't wanna be that call at 4 o'clock in the morning
'Cos I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home


Eva sighed a bit. She was so sick of this funk she was in...She stood up now her feet planted firmly on the tree despite the fact that she was wearing high heeled boots. She jumped right down letting the song fill her ears as she hit the ground.

I'm safe
Up high
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No pain
Inside
You're like protection
How do I feel this good sober?


Eva wasn't going to sit down and sulk anymore. She couldn't. She wasn't going to go to the club tonight no. She was going to go to the tunnels and back to her little room there and find something to do. She was in no way in the mood for any of the people around there. Even with her new resolve, any person could easily set her off and all it took was one blue staring at her like she was about go feral and she was going to snap. So it was to the Tunnels she was going, She would probably not find anyone down there anyway.

She started walking now towards the tunnel and hummed the words of the song as she did. She loved Pink she always seemed to just know what to say. Eva spinned a bit her red locks hitting her in the face. She had just redyed it so the color was vibrant. That at least could make her happy.

No Pain
Inside
Nothing can touch me
But why do I feel this party's over?
No pain
Inside
You're like perfection
How do I feel this good sober?


She went down into the Tunnels and she took a deep breath, No matter how much she tried to be up there, she always seemed to let out a breath when she came down here. That was just something about Red fledglings. They felt better in the earth like this. Eva never questioned it, she didn't know much about being red because most of the time She didn't feel to different from anybody else. She was still Eva, She was still a crazy flirt with the annoying ability to make people happy.

That was something that bugged Eva out. Her affinity to lift the spirits of others. It came in handy every once in awhile but most of the time it was just a pain in the butt to her because of the fact that she could do nothing with it unless she wanted to make someone happy. Couldn't she have had a better affinity? The ability to stab things? The ability to become invisible? Something. Eva had gotten over it though. She only complained about in her head.

She shook her head and walked down the hallways to a room she sometimes crashed at because she didn't have a normal room here because of the fact that she dormed at the House of Night. She ran her fingers over the walls as she over to the room her boots clicking as she walked and Sober finally ended. She turned the volume off and stopped when she got to the room.

Mostly because Someone was already in it. She looked at the person and realized it was a dude. A really hot dude but none the less he was in her bed. She leaned in the door way and cocked her head to the side as she heard him speak and saw him pull out a knife and Eva actually laughed a little and she came into the light a bit so that he could see her and see that she was harmless.

Not that she was scared though. She found this entirely amusing.

"Knife...wooo Scary!" Eva said with a big show of hands a grin on her face. Who did he think he is? Some other dude who just thought he was entirely bad ass. Eva almost scoffed, he was lucky he was cute.

"Not that you shouldn't protect yourself but uh...you do realize that this isn't your room right? It's kinda a girls Room"she said with a little point at herself. It wasn't exactly hers but she did stay in it sometimes. Not that he knew that. Eva was amused by this and amused meant distracted from sulkiness. Eva could work with that.


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Muse: good!
Outfit: OutFit
Notes: Muse ish good! the post is a bit all over but i hope you likes it:)

[Connor Knight]

Connor rolled is eyes and tucked his knife away. She had no idea that she should be scared. With his deadly aim she would be dead in mere seconds. It was a lovely gift…and he had used it more then once. Honestly she didn’t look like much of a threat, but Connor knew that you could never be to careful…it was like he didn’t know who he could even trust any more. What a shitty place to be. Ever since his fight with Eaton at the club, he had been on edge. It was as if any shadow would just jump out and get him. Not that he was a coward, not at all. It was more like the fact that the one person he had trusted and been with for years had suddenly turned on him, had him a bit shaken. There wasn’t anyone there to have his back anymore and he didn’t like that at all. They had practically been together since birth…having that person turn their back on you, well it was a big fucking deal. All he needed to do was give his brother some time, pretending to be good had to wear off eventually. Didn’t it? Yeah….denial sounded good right now.

He eyed the girl for a moment, taking a moment to stretch the kink out of his back. He had been sleeping where ever he ended up and hadn’t been back to his dorm for almost a week, this had proven not to be the best idea for his back. One could assume that he was hiding from his brother, but Easton knew better. Connor had spent the last week doing what he liked best. Partying, drinking, sleeping with whomever he liked and generally doing everything he shouldn’t. It was like the last weeks worth of night were one big ass party. Like most things…he got bored of it quickly and slipped into the House and his dorm to shower, dress and grab a few things. But he found himself draw away from the house again…aimlessly wondering the streets tonight. He was pleased that the events for the night had taken a turn for the interested as surveyed this red headed chick before him.

She sure wasn’t dressed for winter…was she crazy? On second thought a little crazy might be interesting. It sort of amused him that She was totally brushing off the fact he had drawn a weapon on her. Ok, so the chick had some balls…figuratively speaking of course. He raised a brow at her when she mentioned it could be her room and laughed. He scooped up a discarded bra and twirled it around a little. “Darlin’ it defiantly isn’t your room…or you have had some previous additions to your wardrobe.” he tossed the small cup sized bra in her direction, his southern accent lacing his words with a hit of sarcasm. There was no fooling him, she was totally bluffing. There was hardly anything in the room to indicate that she occupied the room…not to mention he had seen her on campus a lot, when he was there. “If….” He took a few steps toward her “and that is a big if…this is your room, you most defiantly need to redecorate.” He didn’t laugh but there was a bit of a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips and a mischievous spark in his eyes.

He crossed his arms across his chest taking a moment to really look her up and down. “What the hell are you wearing?” It was winter out there and she seemed dressed for a stroll on a summer’s night. “It’s like five degrees outside…” ok, it’s not like he was complaining, she did look attractive in the getup she was wearing. Being the guy he was it didn’t take him long to picture her clothes scattered all over the floor of the room. Ideas of her in nothing but her underwear flashed through his mind and an impish grin slipped over his lips. He took a few steps backward his hands out to his sides. “This room isn’t that bad…” pointedly he glanced around. He took a few more steps back before plopping backwards on the bed. “I just might have to stay here more often.” He said while he kicked his shoes off and got comfortable on the bed. “Yeah….I could get used to this place…” Connors feet crossed at his ankles and he took a satisfied deep breath.

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Muse: ok…sorta all over the place
Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~
Notes: Took me a while but I poked him awake.

[Eva Teague]

Eva was so amused. Which was rare in her current state of mind. Less than twenty minutes ago she had been up in a tree listening to a good but a depressing P!nk song and wondering what the hell was wrong with her life. The next second she was here, staring at a very attractive guy who had pulled a knife on her.

She grinned, she wasn't complaining even if he had pulled a knife on her. He was being wary of his surroundings which was always understandable she guessed. Besides, it wasn't like she was scared of him or anything. She almost laughed out loud at the thought. The fact of the matter was Eva was very rarely scared of anyone. She did what she want, when she wanted and who she wanted to do it too.

What was there to be afraid of? She studied him a bit as he put the knife away and tossed her hair a bit, the flush starting to disappear from her cheeks. She was unashamedly checking him out. She didn't care. Eva never hid that kind of thing. She was always out there with her personality and unless he had a girlfriend this would not be a problem. That made Eva stop for a moment.

Before she got interested and tried to get all up in dudes pants, She needed to get that intel first. It was important. The last guy had a girlfriend and that was how she had ended up in such a funk in the first place. No need for a repeat of that.

He spoke then and a bit of an accent seemed to have crept into his voice and Eva raised an eyebrow, Accent huh? She could work with an accent. More Importantly was what he was saying to her about this not being her room and something about her wardrobe. He picked up a bra and swung it around a bit throwing it at her and she dodged it with a bit of grin, walking a bit closer her heels clicking on the floor.

That was actually not her bra. She had only come to stay here a couple of times. She didn't actually keep underthings here, why would she? She didn't spend enough time here to do it. She decided that she was probably pretty much okay on the girlfriend front with this one from the way he was talking anyway but it was always better safe than sorry.
"Yeah..That's not mine..Perhaps it's the last girl you banged" She said with a bit of a grin.

He seemed like the type who would screw a lot of girls and if this was the case then he was the right kind of guy for Eva. Someone who wanted nothing but the pure adrenaline and drive ecstasy that was sex. She grinned walking closer a bit again. She could do that, it was a free country and all, besides what was he going to do, pull a knife on her again?

Next he took a few steps toward her and Eva took the moment to send another appreciative glance over his nice body, her blue eyes were light mischief. She was glad that she hadn't gone to the club tonight, if she had then Hottie over here would be all alone and Eva wouldn't want to subject him to that now would she?

He spoke again saying that if it was her room that she needed to redecorate and Eva rolled her eyes. Really was that all he had? She needed to redecorate? He could come up with something better than that. If he was such a badass then he definitely needed to prove it to her. Eva liked badasses, at least the true ones. They always made for the best sex.

"Oh. Burn. Actually I only stay here every once in a while...When I don't feel like going back to the dorm...when I find something interesting to do"she said with a bit of a grin as she looked at him. Again, she had no shame. Should she? There was no need for mixed signals, he needed to read her loud and clear for their purposes.

He then started coming closer to her and Eva stood her ground with a grin. Hell she wanted him to come closer, She could already feel her adrenaline pumping. She needed this fun tonight, she needed this escape from everything and everyone.

Well, except him.

She grinned as he spoke now, asking what she was wearing and talking about how cold it was outside. Eva shrugged, the cold never bothered her. She would be cold but it would never be enough for her to not wear what ever she felt like wearing. Especially on nights where she was supposed to be going to the club.

"They are called Club clothe's thank youshe said with a grin and cocking her hip to the side a bit."You don't show up in a turtle neck and expect to have too much fun now do you?"

What ever had gone through his head, Eva thought he had liked what he saw as he walked backwards. He gestured towards the room saying it wasn't that bad and that he should stay there more often and that he could get used to it, he said finally kicking his shoes off and plopping backwards on the bed and Eva laughed a bit. She was entirely amused. If he wasn't hinting then she didn't know what hinting was anymore.

"Well...Eva said with a wry grin as she now walked over towards the bed not too close but she was close on one side of the bed in his direct line of sight so he could see exactly what she was doing, she bent down slowly as she spoke now.

"If you planned on staying here I hope you didn't mind sharing, cus I find this room cozy myself"She said with a grin as she slowly came back up with that little bra he had thrown and threw it some where else. That had just been for show but the question was, what was he going to do about it? Eva had her A game out and she hadn't in a long time.

So come on Pretty boy let's see if you can playTonight was going to be a good night.





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Muse: gooood
Notes: I had such a good muse for this post at odd hours of the night. So here she is amused...at almost two in the morning XD

[Connor Knight]

The bed was more comfortable then Connor had first expected. The girl was rambling on about other girls he had banged, and he almost listened to all her words. It was a bad habit of his to get bored easily and get distracted. Like by how comfortable the bed was to his sore muscles and joints. Maybe he should have fed tonight, that would have definitely brought him closer to his normal self. Her words rattled through his ears and sort of registered in his brain. Honestly he wasn’t paying much attention, his gaze sort of absent mindedly moving from her to look around the room. Only when she crossed the room and bent down did his attention fully rest on her. A small grin almost appeared on his lips and mischief flitted through his eyes.

She was playfully suggesting that they share the room and he had no problems with that. Connor sat up on the bed for a moment accessing how far from the bed she was. Not far. His arms were long enough. In a smooth and quick motion he snatched one of her wrists and pulled her so hard that she ended up on his lap. Then he looked straight into her eyes and spoke in a even tone. “The last girl I banged” his face held a mask of seriousness, “is dead, because I killed her…” With the last words spoken he paused only for a split second before a bit of a grin tugged at the corners of his lips. It was true, what he had done. The last girl he had been intimate with he had killed in a back alley of Tulsa. She was human and to him they were disposable. No big deal. He had let go of her wrist and wondered if she would remain there on his lap.

He brushed her hair back and over her shoulder, his face just inches from her skin. “Now…I could share, but…there might be a small fee.” He knew that she had been toying with him and it hard stirred the desire deep within him. He hadn’t really felt that feeling in a very long time. It was different with fledglings. The sex was always better, more intense, more passionate but most of all more satisfying. He could go from one useless human to the next and never be totally satisfied. It was like he always needed more. But this…this girl currently sitting upon his lap, now she could be a fun little dose of what he needed from time to time. There was no need for strings to be attached, Connor was never going to be the kind that ever settled down…it just wasn’t in him. Perhaps he got more of his father as where his brother got less. That could be a reason as to why they were suddenly so different.

“I bet, I could think of something…” Connor could feel the ache inside him for her. It truly had been to long since he was with one of his own kind. Most fledgling girls were afraid of him and stayed away. There has been a few that were high as a freaking kite when they hooked up but, they weren’t present enough in the moment for Connor to care to revisit them any time soon. It seemed like his brother got laid more then he did anymore, but Easton had a little girlfriend it seemed like now. Connor would definitely have to pay her a little visit and rattle her cage. Connor mentally shook himself. It was no time to be thinking of other things, not when this obviously promiscuous chick was perched on his lap.

Connor wasn’t sure if he liked how suddenly taken over by his desire. Wasn’t the chase part of the excitement? He needed to slow it the hell down and try and play it cool. It was hard to, with her skin being so close to his lips…just a nibble? A nick of his teeth? His hands slid down her back to grip her hips. Almost roughly he grabbed tight and lifted her up, so that she could swing one leg over to the other side. Now…that was much better. He pulled her closer to him, taking a deep breath of her scent. A dry ache became noticeable in the back of his throat. She was so close, just to sink his teeth into her flesh…he kissed the bend of her neck playfully nicking her with his teeth, before running his tongue across it. It has almost too hard to keep the huskiness from his voice. “Do you have any idea what you are getting yourself into?” he almost purred.

An booty call of his same kind with the same attitude as his? Could this really be happening? Was he that lucky?

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Muse: weirdly awake
Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~
Notes: (o.O)

[Eva Teague]

Eva had known that he hadn't really been listening to her when she had been speaking but she didn't really care. Looking at him splayed out on the bed. He was a fine specimen indeed. It was hard to find someone as attractive as this guy was at this school. Especially one who thought the same way that she did.

They were far and few between, you would think that there would be a whole bunch of guys who wanted to just screw her and keep it moving but a lot of them were scared. Scared of the fact that she wad red and thought that because she was, she was bound to go feral at any point in time and eat them alive.

Eva didn't much care anymore, anyone like that didn't deserve the privilege of getting to sleep with her. She had walked over near the bed where he was laying and she had bent down so that she could go get the bra he had thrown but it was more so that he could see that she meant business. She always did. Eva never joked when it came to matters of Sex. She wanted it and She wanted it now.

She had said he would have to share and thought the comment was pretty witty herself but then he sat up and she smiled wondering what he was going to do next. When he grabbed her quickly by the wrist and pulled her into his lap. She grinned. Strong, she liked that and being in his lap was something that she would so not be able to complain about even if she tried.

She had said something, jokingly before about the bra belonging to the last girl he banged and he was mentioning it now. Saying that the last one he was with was dead because he killed her and Eva smiled slowly and it came out to a smirk. She didn't really care if he killed the last girl he was with. She was Red, she could handle her own. Besides, didn't plan on sticking around after the sex was over. If it was good, she would leave a note suggesting they do it again, if it was bad...well...

She would make herself scarce and he would probably not see her again, these were the breaks. "Killed her huh? Sucked that badly?"

She said with a grin and he let go of her wrist which only allowed her to further situate herself on his lap. She liked it here, the more she was here, the quicker one of them could be on their back. She almost full out grinned, perhaps she would snag top because of the situation he had made here by putting her in his lap. She was such a lucky girl.

He spoke again, his face inches away from the skin of her neck and Eva grinned full out, he was playing with her and she was enjoying it. She just wished that he would full out play with her and stop being such a tease.

He said that he could share but there might be a fee and Eva smirked at him, a fee huh? If anything she should be charging him but she wasn't going to bring that up, they were playing a game here and Eva was determined to win so she would just keep it going, but with that it didn't mean she couldn't tease him right back.

"Fee ? Well I don't have any money" she teased, then she took a finger and ran it lightly down his neck the nail doing most of the feather light touching, she brought it down onto his shirt down the middle of his chest where she could feel muscle underneath (Thank God, Eva didn't do wimpy) and then down to rest at the top of his pants.

He was speaking again before she knew it and she looked up at him fire in her blue eyes. She wanted to do this now. Not some point in the near future now. She grinned a bit when he said that he could think of something. She bet that he could, she also had a lot of things in mind. A lot of things. She looked him over and left her finger where it was not sure whether or not she should do something with it yet and then responded to him.

'I think I could too"she whispered right by his ear. Whispering tended to work on guys, hell it worked on girls too but she was using her best tactics here. She was teasing him like he was teasing her and she was enjoying it. It was just frustrating the crap out of her, When would the part come where she got to take him out of his clothes?

Her clothes would be harder, she thought with a grin being that she had a corset on top of a shirt and a skirt and fishnets. Not to mention boots to get off and she was going to have a grand time watching him get it all off.

While she had been thinking his hands slid down to her hips grabbing her so that she was now straddling him and she grinned situating herself snuggly against him and wrapping her arms around his neck, Same page.

He was staring at her neck and she almost willed him to do something, she didn't need to use her affinity on him here though, not to make him happy or anything. He was happy enough, he leaned in not biting but barely nicking her neck and then licking it and she closed her eyes. That was it? What a tease. She needed more. Much Much More.

He spoke against her neck, his breathe tickling it a bit and he asked her if she knew what she was getting herself into. She grinned pulling back from him a bit and then taking her arms from around him to quickly push on his shoulders so now he was lying back on the bed. She grinned from her position as she responded to him.

"No...but it better be something fun"she said with a grin before taking a hand and putting it by his pants again sliding down to where the prize would be and then bringing it back up with a grin, like she had said before if he was going to tease her then she was definitely going to be able to tease him.





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Muse: terrific
Notes: SHe ish a vixen lol and I am amused.

[Connor Knight]

Truly it had been to long. It was all his mind could focus on. Too long since he last fed, too long since he last slept with a fledging…too long since he got exactly what he needed. He landed easily enough back against the bed when she playfully pushed him. Her hand was almost too much for him the bare. The pressure of her palm and fingers against his body, made his back uncontrollably arch against her touch. She was good at teasing her would have to give her that…but he was getting more impatient as the seconds ticked by. He would blame it on the fact that it had been entirely too long for him. Next time…he would be in complete control, but right now he was fighting to just hang on to a shred of that control.

His blue eyes tried to focus on her, on her clothing…on how he was going to get all that weird shit off of her. No doubt it would be a mess…quickly he took inventory of what was standing in his way of what he wanted. Corset, shorts, fishnets and a long sleeve shirt…didn’t seem like too much trouble. A bit of a wicked grin slipped across his face and he tugged the knife out he had tucked away from earlier. Swiftly he grabbed her by the front of her corset top and tugged her down to him. “You are wearing too much clothing for my liking Darlin…”

[/color] his southern accent slipping slyly past his lips. The tip of the blade slid under the bottom few ribbons that laced the top together and with just enough pressure the blade slipped up and through them all, releasing the corset from the ribbons that bound it tight against her. Connor tugged the garment and tossed it onto the floor. “a lil better…”[/color] he shoved the blade of the knife down into the mattress beside him to free up both his hands.

Clothes meant nothing to Connor, even tough he chose to dress nicely himself most of the time…he could have cared less that he was going to ruin some of this girl’s clothes. That thought never even passed through his mind…instead his mouth watered at the thought of her smooth skin under his slips. More had to go right now. His hands grasped the bottom of her long stripped top and he tugged it easily upwards and off, it too landing on the floor. Slipping one finger under the front of her bra he pulled her down again closer to him. Greedily Connor took her mouth with his, the aching in the back of his throat still pushing a little closer to the edge. Nimbly his other hand worked the hook of her bra and in a second it was discarded as well. Progress he thought and he smiled against her lips. Both his hands ventured up from the waist of her pants, sliding up the smooth skin of her back. It was just something about fledgling’s skin that reminded him of a warm smooth silk. It was amazing.

He was struggling, in his mind to keep from losing it and against the thick fabric of his black jeans. Connor pushed her up from him, releasing her mouth from his deep kiss. A moment was all he needed to take in the extraordinary view before him. He thought about removing the rest of her clothes himself….but quickly changed his mind. He picked her up at the hips and set her off of him with a push of his foot he motioned for her to get up. “Why don’t you do me a little favor and get your fine ass out of the rest of those clothes…”[/color] clearly he was pushing her to strip the rest off for him, he had already done half the work and if she didn’t want the rest of her clothing to be destroyed it would be a good idea for her to comply with his request. He relaxed back against the bed waiting for the show to start.[/blockquote]

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Muse: there
Outfit : ~*~ Outfit ~*~
Notes: sorry it’s so short and it took forever…

[Eva Teague]

Eva was loving every single minute of this. How long had it been since she had done something like this? She had been cheating herself all this time with dreams of guys who actually would care about her and sentimental crap like that. No all that shit wasn't real, this was real. Her and some dude about to be in the throes of passion, yea this was what was real.

At the rate they were going, there was about to be some really real stuff going on here. She grinned as she thought about every move on this night that had brought her to this point and she thanked her stars for them because she hadn't been this happy since she didn't even know when.

She had only even in been in this guys presence for a few minutes and already things seemed to be moving on the fast track and Eva liked that. She was a fast track kinda girl and that was how she ended up at clubs and in different dudes beds all the time. She liked to live life like it could be over any second. Live life like it is, because life is fast.

She was on him now and she grinned at the sight of him, coming back to the reality of the moment instead of just sitting there thinking about what was going on here she could be sitting there living it and she so wanted to live this.

Why would she not wanna live this? This guy was so gorgeous she just hoped that it didn't stop there. There were plenty of guys out there that were so attractive and then you got them in bed and they completely and utterly sucked. Which was sch a disappointment for everyone. She just hoped that this was not the case here.

He was looking at her body and she grinned almost wanting to dance a bit on him so he could get a show if he was going to be looking that hard. He said that she was wearing to much clothing for his liking and she grinned a bit and then he took the knife he had before and used it so that he could cut her corset strings. She grinned.

"Well It appears that you have done something about that now haven't you..."he said that it was better and Eva frowned a bit. Was it really? She was still mostly clothed here and she didn't like that at all. She was seriously losing patience here. She wanted thing to move a bit faster even if it meant that her clothes got cut up.

Which reminded her "I hope that you plan on paying for that by the way"she said with a grin.

She was watching him happily be frustrated with her clothes and she half thought of just taking them off herself. That was when he lifted the shirt up and off of here last Eva grinned even more wondering what he was going to do next. Most of the guys she was with she dominated but he didn't seem to be the passive type. Eva liked that. She liked that very very much.

Then he kissed her pulling her down to him and kissed back deeply. This was the fire of being with someone who was on the same page as she was. She loved this and she was kissing back with such fervor because she was trying to show him that she wanted this and she wanted it bad.

He pulled away all so quickly and Eva almost pouted because he had pulled away from her. She felt his hands sliding up her shorts and she moaned slightly. This was all going so fucking slow! Who did shit this way anymore?

He had her bra off now and she was happy about that and he spoke saying he wanted her to get her to get out of the clothes and she grinned. So he wants a show huh? She would give him a show. She was good at this kinda thing, he was never going to forget this.

"So a show is what you want huh? Sit back and Relax dear boy"she grinned and slid off of him and she moved away from the bed and spun a bit for emphasis. She was completely bare on top and she knew this and she had no shame in it. Eva was extremely proud of her body. She needed this anyway. This would help her forget everything.

She swung her hips from side to side and pushed down her shorts and kicked them away and grinned at him the whole time and then she pulled on the fishnets she was wearing and ripped them off for emphasis. She was red it wasn't hard to rip some fishnets she didn't even have to pull off her boots.

She stopped grinning at him hands on her hips, she wanted torture him badly. He had tortured her it wasn't fair that she didn't get to do the same.

"Hmmm...I can't seem to take off the rest...you have too much clothing on...I think I would feel a little less lonely if someone else was unclothed too"she grinned, she just had lacy red underwear and boots on now. Question was...

What was he guna do about it?

Words: 920
Muse: Epic
Notes: I love you No One!! I ish sorry this took so long