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Baetool and Scout part 2
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ᎻꮖꮐꮋᏞꭺꭰꭹ
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Dec 04, 2017 06:36AM
She snickered and left with the tray
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He watched his coworker for a second, wondering if he should call someone for a booty call. At least to get that girl off his mind.
She eventually sauntered back into the club, this time with a leather jacket over her shoulders. She walked to the back, whispered in someone’s ear, and followed them and some other people into a back room.
He saw her as soon as she walked in. This time, he avoided looking at her entirely.((Idk what to do, so skip till he gets off work? Or did you have an idea?))
Finally, it was time to lock up. He dealt with the usual drunkards and set them off on their way. He thought back to the girl as he locked the door to the bar and everything.
“You like to take your time.” She said. She was leaning against the wall of the building, smoking a cigarette.
He looked back at her, “didn’t really believe you when you said you’d wait,” he said simply, putting the keys in his pockets. “So, are you going to tell me what you really want?” He asked.
She stood up and threw her cigarette elsewhere. “What do you think a girl like me wants?0
He rolled his eyes, “you were surrounded by a bar full of different people who would do anything to do what you want.” He said. “Men and women, might I add.”
“So, what do you really want?” He asked her.
He crossed his arms and watched her warily.
She watched him back, narrowing her eyes. She then sighed deeply. “Fine.” She turner to leave.
He watched her leave but then he said, “fine, we’ll go to a hotel,” he said, walking away.
She turned and followed him casually. “Why a hotel? I live close.” She told him.
He raised his eyebrows, “alright, sure. Lead the way.”
She nodded and turned back around and strutted down the sidewalk.
He followed her, staring at her ass as he did.
A few minutes later, she let herself In her apartment building. It was in a dodgy part of the city.
He didn’t mind, he lived in a similar apartment, considering how little his pay was. “Cute,” he said, though it really wasn’t.
She didn't comment. She climbed the stair cause until they got to the seventh floor. She wasn't out of breath at all.
“Bloody hell,” Archer said, his breath changing but not by much, he did enough training every day. “Wasn’t there a lift?” He mumbled.
“It doesn’t work.” She told him. She entered the hallway and walked to the end, effortlessly in her heels. She unlocked her apartment door and sauntered in.
“Great,” he mumbled and followed her, still. He stepped inside.
She turned on the light and kicked off her heels. It was a basic loft-styled apartment. It was rather tidy and decorative.
He watched her and then after a moment, he kicked his shoes off and shrugged his shirt off, pretty muscled.
((I just cringed at my description. I’m shit at descriptions.))
((LOLL))She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. She reached behind her and unzipped her dress. It fell the floor.
He unbuttoned his trousers and was about to take them off when he heard her dress hit the floor. He stopped and looked up at her. For a moment, he just stood there and watched her but then he took his trousers off, keeping the boxers on.((Skip or pm?))
Her skin was flawless. She had no tattoos and no blemishes. She gave him a once over before smirking while turning away, walking over to her bed.((Skip))
Archer sat up and stretched. He looked back at her and shrugged before he stood and started putting his clothes back on to leave.
She lain on her stomach, hugging a pillow. “Don’t act like it wasn’t good.” She said softly.
He looked back at her, “i’m not acting like anything. It was good,” he said and stretched. “Maybe even great,” he said even though in all honesty, it was probably the most mind-blowing sex he’d ever had. He wouldn’t admit that, though.
She smiled pleasantly and rolled over her back where she stretched with a groan. “Do you do this sort of thing often?” She asked. She sat up and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Even sex hair looked great on her.
“Have sex with random girls who approach me, no? Casual sex with friends, definitely,” he answered, reaching for his belt snd putting it on.
She nodded and shuffled out of bed. She shrugged on a robe and tied it loosely around her waist. She threw the condom wrapper out in the garbage in the kitchen.
He watched her for a second and then started looking for his shirt which proved harder to find.
He shuffled around the covers and then found the shirt and pulled it on. “See you around,” he shrugged.
She nodded while sitting on her couch. “See ya.” She curled her hair behind her ears.
He nodded and left. He immediately went to try hunting but he was distracted because of her and got a deep wound on his leg.
For remainder of the night she sat around, pleased with herself. She thought of all the different ways he would react once he found out.
By dawn, he was on his way back home, limping. He got into bed, wanting to just crash in but he couldn’t. He had to clean his leg wound so it couldn’t get infected.
((Idk lol. I was just going to fast forward till that. Ight and idk do the same thing?))
That night, she wasn’t at the club just yet, and it was already two in the morning.
