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Post by tristan on Jan 25, 2011 23:50:26 GMT -5
  His entire body was at the peak of awesomeness. Having been going through withdrawls for the past few days, he was beyond ready to snap off anyone‘s head. Now, he had a dealer. And one that was doing damn well at keeping him satisfied. Granted, having a dealer in a school where you were placed for being hooked on a drug like heroin, wasn‘t the best idea. Needless, he was happier than hell and was completely wired.
Laying in bed, Tristan stared up at the ceiling. Aleks was out and about and he had no clue where. He needed something to do. He took that back, he needed someone to do. He was wired, his nerves being pulled in every which direction. But he was in a damn good mood. He tapped on his abs with his fingers and hummed to himself. Growing anxious with the need to do something, he pulled out his phone from his front pocket and scrolled through his contacts. He didn‘t really know many chicks that he‘d actually invite over to his dorm. One was dating his roommate, and that just screamed bad idea. Two were, well, not swinging the direction he wanted. Narrowing his brow slightly, his eyes falling on one name that actually sounded damn decent.
Sitting up, he sent her a quick text message ”Please come entertain me. I‘m dying over here.” and then laid back down on his bed. Staring back up at the ceiling, he began strumming on his bare abs again and singing Live Wire by Motley Crue quietly. He wasn‘t too sure if she would come through and actually show up, or if she was just going to drag him along and beat around the bush instead of just telling him no. If the latter were the case, he‘d end up throwing on a shirt and running around the school looking for entertainment. Something was bound to come through, right?
Tags: Cameron
Notes: Crap post but it‘s up. XD
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 26, 2011 21:34:39 GMT -5
  when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER[/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
Cameron sighed, she was in her dorm room relaxing. Well as good as she could in this hell hole. Did she want to be here? Of course not, what mental teenager actually wanted to stay at Hawthorne. Just as she shut her eyes she heard her ring tone for a text go off. Why did people ruin everything.
As she picked up her phone she realized that it was from Tristan. That was rather awkward. They didn’t usually text each other, but things could change. As she made her way down a flight of stairs she walked to the east wing.
She knocked on the door before opening it. As she noticed him laying on his bed she smiled. She went over and sat next to him. ”Entertainment? What’s your idea of entertainment” she said smirking. She wasn’t sure what he would suggest, being she was different from others that he has dealt with, hands down.
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Post by tristan on Jan 27, 2011 16:23:59 GMT -5
Tristan was busy drumming out the beat to Dr. Feelgood on his abs when he heard a knock on the door. Turning his head, he saw it swing open and the one person that he had hoped to show up walked right through the door. Turning over onto his side, he propped himself up on his elbow as she asked what his form of entertainment was. He chuckled at the thought, letting his head fall and his lips curl into his trademark crooked grin. He had plenty of things that were entertainment. Music, reading, wrestling, human contact, etc, etc.
Looking over at her with a grin, he spoke up, ”Anything will be entertainment right now. I’m completely strung out with enough energy to fuel three NFL football teams for a week.” He lay back down and looked over at her. ”You know how to have a good time, I know you do. I’m completely up for anything at this point in time and I know you can help me out.” He quirked his brows up and down at her playfully.
Tags: Cameron
Notes: Hahaha, it‘s all good. Mine aren‘t doing so hot anyway.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 31, 2011 21:45:59 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
Cameron smiled as he propped himself up. She smiled when he spoke. He was wired on some drug, she knew that much. What she didn’t know was which drug. She didn’t really care, but she wasn’t one for hardcore drugs. Why bother with them. She wasn’t sure how they would react with her body anyways. She wasn’t about to test it either, in case that it would make her even more angry than usual. That would be pretty bad for whoever was around.
Cameron smiled as he said that she knew how to have a good time. Of course she did, but her version was probably warped compared to his. She was willing to relinquish control at certain points. Keeping this boy around, for her sake, was a good time. ”Your version of fun, or mine, cause I’m sure mine is different from yours” she said smiling. Her version, would involve finding a knife, which she knew Aleksei would have in here somewhere. His version, was probably different.
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Post by tristan on Feb 3, 2011 0:21:27 GMT -5
His version of fun or hers? Hmmm... He tapped his chin in thought. He knew his kind of fun, and that involved getting extremely high and getting laid. Well, he was already high, and he could definitely get laid anywhere. Or rather, get laid after him and Cameron were done, if her version of fun was indeed different from his own. He wasn't quite sure what kind of drugs she was into, if any at all. She was good friends with Aleks, which meant she probably just did the basics, pot, pills, cigs, etc. She probably wouldn't bother with heroine or coke. And he wasn't one to push anyone to try it. Especially upon getting hooked on it and knowing what happens when you need more.
Raising one brow at her, he licked his bottom lip, flicking his lip ring and grinning crookedly. "Your version." He was up for anything to be all honest. And by anything, he was willing to be tied down and fucked with. Hell, he'd even go sky diving right now... granted, they didn't have a plane to jump out of... or parachutes.... but needless, he was damn well wired to do anything. "I'm all yours tonight, Cam. Entertain me." He winked at her playfully.
Tags: Cameron
Notes: XD Tristan is adorable when he's high. XD
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Feb 3, 2011 1:04:58 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
She smiled as he thought about it. She knew that she wouldn’t cut him up since of course she didn’t have a knife on her. She also didn’t want to go through Aleksei’s stuff either, because of the fact that she knew that he switched where things were every week or so. Bluebird was drilled into their minds. She also moved around her stuff every so often, but she didn’t do it often since she knew they didn’t do what Bluebird did.
Cameron smirked when he said that it was up to her. ”All mine, probably a bad idea to state, but I’ll be nice” she said smirking still. She leaned down and captured his lips with hers. Usually all sociopaths had sex with the people that they marked, but she was going to skip the whole marking thing, and the cutting thing. ”Since I don’t have a knife and I’m not digging through Leks’ shit, we’re skipping that part” she said smirking.
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Post by tristan on Feb 3, 2011 3:25:27 GMT -5
To say he was surprised by her reaction to his statement was a bit of an understatement. Then again, she was kinda crazy, in the good way. And feeling her press her lips to his was just what he needed. He raised a hand to the side of her neck, slowly sliding it back to the nape of her neck and holding her there for a brief moment. But as she stopped, he raised a brow at her. Why stop there? What was this madness? He was much confused until she spoke up, speaking about not having a knife.
Well... he'd never done anything like that, but he did have his switchblade. Completely illegal, yes, but doing heroin and coke was too, so why not just keep racking up the list of what not to do? He narrowed his brow as he propped himself up again. His own knife was in his pocket... and he was going to let her find it herself. Smirking, he sat up and wrapped his arm around her stomach, pulling her toward him. "Looks like we'll have to wait and see where that one goes, yeah?" Winking, he leaned forward to kiss along her jaw line, nipping at it playfully as he made his way up to her ear and down her slender neck.
Tags: Cameron
Notes: Click for knife It's your decision as to whether or not she finds it. :P
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Feb 4, 2011 19:28:36 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
Cameron let a shiver slide across her body as his hand moved to her neck and held her in the kiss for slightly longer. She wasn’t use to someone taking control like that. Even if it was only a small amount of control. Some people would think that she was crazy for saying that it was control, but it was. Many people didn’t realize how much they were being controlled until they walked away from the situation and looked back. It may take years to realize that she had manipulated them, when in fact they didn’t realize it at the time.
She watched as he sat up and she smiled. As he pulled her towards him, she faced him more. She nodded to his sentence, she didn’t know whether to tell him that she was going to take full control, or if she was actually going to give him majority of control. She wasn’t sure which to pick yet either. She was sure he would want some form of control, but was she willing to give it up was a different thing.
She leaned her head to the side as he kissed down her jaw, to her ear, then down her neck. She pulled at the bottom of his shirt and raised it up. She broke his motions and pulled the shirt over his head. She smiled and leaned in and returned her lips to his.
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Post by tristan on Feb 8, 2011 3:27:11 GMT -5
Watching as his shirt was tossed to the ground, he smirked to himself. She did know how to keep him entertained, and luckily, they had the exact same idea in mind. He didn’t quite enjoy beating around the bush when it came to what he wanted, however, he couldn’t deny that he liked a tease as well. His fingers traveled down her sides and to the hem of her shirt slowly. He grabbed a hold of it and pulled it up and over her head, breaking the kiss only long enough for him to toss it on the floor.
He took no time in placing his arms around her back and flipping them over so that she was laying on the bed and he was lying on top of her. Smirking, he looked down at her. He knew exactly what her ‘problem’ was and he was actually curious as to how she would take being out of control. Perhaps he was being a bit harsh in taking so much control in the situation, but he wanted to know what exactly she would do. It was likely the drugs were what had him so courageous, but at this moment, he wasn’t exactly going to run with his tail between his legs.
Tristan leaned down and kissed along her neck, moving one hand up to graze her chest. He grinned to himself as he nipped at the soft flesh of her neck before moving down toward her collar bone and chest.
Tags: Cameron
Notes: Crap post but it‘s up. XD
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Feb 11, 2011 1:41:35 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
Cameron smiled as his shirt was discarded to the floor. She felt his hands travel down her sides, until he reached the end of her shirt. As he pulled it over, he only broke the kiss long enough for the material to get pass, and out of the way. Cameron felt his arms go to her back, and she thought that he was just going to undress her more, but she was wrong.
As he flipped her so that she was now completely on the bottom and he was on top of her. She saw him smirking and she became pissed. This wasn’t a fucking game to her. She wasn’t one to play ‘lets test how much control she’ll actually give up’. But that was exactly what he was doing, testing her. She didn’t like it. Of course not. Cameron shut her eyes and tried to clear her mind. But that was rather hard because as soon as she did his lips trailed along her neck.
She wanted control back, but she could see that he wanted his time as well. Regardless of how she would take it. So instead he would have control for a while. As he moved his kisses down she shivered slightly. It felt weird not to be in control. It was abnormal for her, but usual for other girls most likely. Needless to say she didn’t like it.
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Post by tristan on Mar 7, 2011 22:54:32 GMT -5
Tristan reached for her hands as he kissed along her shoulder and down to her chest. Holding her wrists together, he had them in just one hand as his other trailed down her side. Usually he was pretty good at keeping the control even. Rolling around the bed and just having a good time. But he really wanted to see her breaking point. He wanted to see the anger flash before his own eyes and watch her take over. He paused in the kissing, his hand slowly trailing down to the top of her pants where he playfully ran his pointer finger under the hem and ran it around to the button.
He wasn't even possitive as to why he wanted to see her break. He wasn't one for the whole S&M thing... Yeah, he didn't mind the kinky stuff, but he wasn't huge into torture if at all now that he thought about it. Tristan unbuttoned her pants and slowly pulled at the zipper as he nipped and kissed along her chest, pinning her to the bed and continuing to hold her hands above her head.
Tags: Cameron
Notes: XD Total crap, but chea. Oh yeah! When do you wanna invite Aleksei in? XD
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