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Post by sawyer tipper mccarthy on Feb 7, 2011 20:45:56 GMT -5
 as roxy stood in the corner of the room holding a drink in her hand, she was second guessing why she came in the first place. bringing the glass to her lips as she downed yet another one, her eyes settled on the bride and groom. that's why she came. jared was like family to her and she could never do that to him. it wasn't his fault his brothers were completely jackasses anyways! roxy always had something with the other two trent brothers. at one point or another, she was hooking up with one of them. first it was hunter and she ended it as soon as kade came back into town. it was a low blow of course - what guy wanted a girl to ditch him for his brother? it was typical heartless roxy though and she didn't think twice about ditching poor hunter. after fooling around with kade for a bit, the boy ended things for the sake of hunter apparently. she hadn't spoke to kade since that day on the marina where she wanted to take things to the next level and he wanted to end them right then and there. the last time the brunette talked to hunter was right before her and kade ended things. she completely avoided the trent house for the longest time and only met one of her close friends, mykayla far from the house. this was probably the first time she had been in the same room with both kade and hunter in a long time. the whole thing was a mess and up until today, roxy was sure she didn't need either of them in her life as horrible as that sounded. entering the church for the wedding changed her mind. the second she saw hunter she decided she missed him and this was her chance to win him back. she only gave kade one small look and thought the same thing she did since they ended things - asshole.
shifting her weight, roxy glared at kade from across the room. it was one thing to end their relationship but it was another to go crawling back to britt. roxy smirked, remembering that day at the mall with mykayla and britt and how horrible that turned out. a fun, carefree shopping trip ended up to be one mega bitch slap of a fight. not that roxy cared for britt in the beginning but since then she made it her personal mission to make that girl's life a living hell. the war was on. things would have worked out perfectly too if kade hadn't ulitmately rejected her seductive offer when the reception finally started. roxy, knowing she would get her way, was stunned when kade turned her down and made way for britt instead. the brunette was onto the next one as she spotted hunter but yet again, she was rejected and now she was beyond pissed and downing drinks left and right. no one - not even a trent brother! - would reject roxy and she knew by the end of the night she'd get someone and it would be someone well worth her time, too. she would show both of the brothers she won in the end. with certain things like this, roxy was immature and determined to prove everyone one and come out on top as the mega bitch. standing in the corner of the room scanning the guys could only last for so long as her eyes landed on a nearby table, roxy's brown eyes lit up with burning desire. she sauntered over like the mean girl strutting straight out of a movie as she grabbed a random drink off of a table and downed it. the twenty-three year old pressed her lips together as she spotted brody whitter, the boy she'd have her fun with tonight.
with no shame or embarassment, roxy walked up to the boy and placed her hand behind his neck, pulling his head forward as she whispered in his ear. "meet me in the bathroom, three minutes." those were the only instructions she gave as she released her grip and pushed his head backwards before walking off and grabbing another glass of alcohol in the proccess. roxy had the affect on people where whatever she said went and she had a feeling brody's gaze was following her, but she wouldn't dare look over her shoulder. while heading in the direction of the bathroom, roxy managed to glance up and see hunter. she gave a fake wave with an even more forced smile as she rolled her eyes and continued down the hall. within minutes, roxy caught glimpse of the blond boy following behind her and approaching the single bathroom door, she opened it and smirked as brody joined her inside. "so," she glanced up at brody and placed her hand behind his neck. "i think you know why we're in here. here's how it's going to work. there's going to be no talking whatsoever. i have a feeling your as good at this as i am." she winked one of her brown eyes before reaching into her dress and pulling out her cell phone and lip gloss as she set them on the counter. brody and her had gone as far as making out once or twice before at a party but slutty wedding sex was something she had never experience with the boy and she knew she chose him with good reason. if he was a god at making out, she couldn't imagine how good he was at other things. as her heels clicked with each step, roxy bounced towards the door and locked it as she turned around to face brody. "oh, your kind of....cute." she pretended to notice at that very moment as she leaned in and attached her lips with his.
tagged for: brody whitter
outfit: click
notes: bahahaha. this is so roxy!
credit: sicily's sunset @ atf
status: finished =)
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Post by brody michael whitter on Feb 7, 2011 23:57:55 GMT -5
 this post is tagged for roxanne jae donatelli. it is dunzo and has nine hundred and sixty sixwords. the one and only miley cyrus and the jonas brothers contributed to this inspiration from the song before the storm . she is looking sick and sexified wearing that up there. this template was created by the amazing amber you steal it and there will be an angry baby who will eat your brains no joke. additional notes they are cute
______________________ There had been one thing on everyone in the town’s mind for weeks. Jared Trent and Miranda James were getting married, and he had grown up with the girl. She was the same age as him, in some of the same classes and one of he few people that he could talk to about anything. Randi was a total sweetheart, and he just was so happy for her. When she had first moved there anyone and everyone could see the spark between the two of them. Even whenever she was dating the basketball star a year ahead of them, he could tell where her heart lie. That had been a topic that had been discussed time and time again, and up until New Year’s Jared Trent had been a total asshat and never saw what was right in front of her. He had also been very close to his little sister Mykayla, a girl that would always carry a piece of her heart. He had changed from his usual ways of hooking up with all the girls that came his way, to a man that the blonde that had captured his heart wanted him to be. he wanted to be somewhere in his life someday; that was not the kind of man that slept around and did whatever his heart desired. No what he needed to do was find someone that he could love like Jared loved Randi. It was because of this that Brody had been drinking like a freaking fish. He had been dancing with Stella most of the night going to the wedding as platonic friends that did not want to go alone. Nothing out of the ordinary for the two of them, but she was off doing something with someone else.
Right now he was sitting at their table waiting for her to come back, and just drinking. he had put at least six drinks down on the table whenever he had been at the beverage table the last time. It was more that he was ending up drinking them all himself because the only person that he really knew besides Stella was her sister. The normal sister that is now dating the guy that was dating her best friend and almost killed her. He still could not wrap his head around that one, or how Stellar put up with all the craziness that was called her family. Evelyn, the middle sister, was completely fucking crazy. She was sadistic and loved to make Vidette’s life miserable; then there was Vidette who was in love with a time bomb waiting to explode. Kaler though was trying to change the reputation that he had, much like Brody was doing. He did not like the fact that girls did not want to touch him as a relationship because of his past mishaps. Kay had made it obvious that there was something worth saving in him, and he appreciated her more and more every day of his life. She was one of the only people that still had faith in him, and he was not about to cast that aside. That was why he was knocking back drink after drink, not wanting to think about what was going on with the happy people around him. He was still the only one of his friends that had given up their way of life. He was the one that was not sleeping around with random people, and he was going to make Mykayla proud of him. Part of Brody Whitter would always love her, and he knew that. She knew it too, which was why he had accepted some dances from the pretty blonde. That was whenever the drunk boy noticed a brunette walking into his vision.
Roxy Donatelli was one of those girls that he had romped around with previously, before Kay of course. He had heard about her recent problems with the Trent boys; part of him felt bad for her having to stare at them all day long. He felt her hand against his forehead and then her whisper her little invitation. Brody knew that he shouldn’t be doing this but as his head released from her grasp, he turned around to look at her as she sauntered off to the bathroom. He waited for her to pass the dance floor and got up. He followed behind her easily, and he knew that this was not the kind of things that his sober self would be thinking about. He would certainly not be thinking about hooking up with Roxy at the wedding, but in his drunken state he was down for slutty wedding sex. It was something that he needed. He entered the bathroom and listened as she spoke. It was kind of funny to listen to her, and all he could do was smirk at her. “I figured it out on the way down here. Rox, I think you will be having a hard time with the no talking.” He chuckled lightly as she walked past him to lock the door and then turned around and said that he was cute. He was amused by her, and then her lips crashed into his. He was drunk, and enjoying this as he picked her frame up and put her on the counter that was behind the sink. His hand slid up her dress, and he was just enjoying himself. He placed his other hand behind her neck and pulled her closer to him. He was ready to this started, and wasn’t even sure if he was going to need to shed his clothes. Brody pulled back slightly waiting for the brunette to make another move. She got him here, he put her where he wanted her, now it was her turn.
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Post by sawyer tipper mccarthy on Feb 10, 2011 21:17:00 GMT -5
after hearing him tease her about not talking during this, she casually shrugged her shoulders before speaking. "eh, your probably right." minutes later her body was being lifted by brody as he placed her on the counter and they began. she had already consumed so much alcohol she wasn't quiet sure if she would be aware of what she was doing exactly. that didn't stop her from heating up the kiss as she slowly leaned back and felt brody's body follow. she pulled away for a minute and was allowed enough time to speak before brody reached in for more. "lainey finally let you off your leash?" she smirked through the kiss recalling the last time she tried going all the way with brody. it didn't work out as expected. they were at a random party and they happened to be just as drunk as they were now. she had grabbed onto his hand and lead him deeper into the house before hearing the shrill from lainey. she was a control freak and anyone who knew roxy knew she was the golden ticket to any boy's night. that time was a fail as the two went their seperate ways but this time, no one was stopping them as their hands carelessly roamed each other's bodies and the kiss ignited. roxy was well aware of brody's past with mykayla but the blond was the farthest thing from her mind as the moment continued on and she felt brody's hands wander up her dress. she only encouraged the search as the kiss grew hungry and she fiercly pushed her mouth against brody's and allowed their tounges to explore each other's mouths. alcohol was rushing through her body and her judgement was poor, hence slutty wedding sex in the bathroom with her close friend's ex-boyfriend. roxy and brody had made out a few times but they never went as far as they were about to go. she pulled the boy closer as she felt for the buttons on his dress shirt and began pulling them apart with her slender fingers. once she had him free of his shirt, roxy rubbed her hands up and down his toned stomach before placing her arms around his neck and pulling his mouth deeper into her's. it was like he was her oxygen as the brunette didn't waste a second to come up for air.
the brunette ran a hand through his hair and felt him slowly pulling away from the kiss in order to look down at her dress. she wasn't going to let her clothing fall off that easily as she released her grip from around his neck and pushed his chin up with her hand and guiding it towards her mouth. this was all a game and so far she was winning - she had his shirt off and since she kept distracting him, he was failing at getting her dress unzipped and off. a few times as her lips were locked with brody's the sound of the door handle being pulled could be heard but usually people left after either her or brody let out a shriek on purpose. it could have been anyone roxy was preparing to have sex with and she wouldn't remember the person's name afterwards. the faster they hit it and quit it, the more roxy would drink and they would be back at it again unless she wandered off to another guy. growing impatient, roxy kicked off her hooker heels and heard them fall to the floor as she pulled away and finally gave brody the opportunity to pull off her dress, instead he placed his hands on her thighs. roxy pressed her hand against brody's chest and pushed him into a nearby wall as she hopped off the counter and wiggled out of her dress and leaving her panties and bra as the only things clinging to her body. she smirked at herself, proud she got the job all done by herself while he stood back to catch his breath and watched the dress fall to the floor. it took brody a minute to snap out of whatever fantasy he was having before the two went back to sucking face. feeling brody's hands in her hair made roxy smile with excitement - this being one of the main reasons her hair was kept long and almost always down when doing this sort of thing. roxy hesitated for a moment as she worked her way down to his belt and then stopped. she was a fan of doing this and she wanted it to last as long as it could before he grew impatient and slipped out of his pants, just as she had done with her dress. since she made him wait so long before she was free of her dress, she figured she'd let him stay content inside his last article of clothing.
the hook up was becoming more steamy with each second passing as he suddenly reversed the set up and pinned her against the wall instead. roxy liked that he could take charge and she could sit back every once in a while to follow his lead, but it would only last for so long before she got the urge to have the upper hand once more and she called the shots. she felt his hand wander down from her neck to her back and then to her bottom where he settled it. she instinctively smacked his chest and smiled through the kiss as she felt a slight squeeze from his hand on her bottom. that was probably roxy's better asset - it wasn't tiny or huge, but her ass was fit. the brunette gasped for air when brody broke the kiss and moved his lips down to her neck. her brown eyes looked down at his pants and once more she conteplated taking those off so they could get right down to business, but she settled against that idea once more as she moved her lips to his once more to go back to feeling his tounge wrestle with her's in pleasure. this wasn't the perfect hook up ever; they had both downed a few glasses of alcohol and occasionally stumbled every now and again but a bathroom would do for now and roxy was too slutty to wait anyways. she was suddenly craving a shot of alcohol but that didn't stop her and being half aware of what was going on made her want to be completely unaware. roxy wasn't the kind of person to feel ashamed the morning after but the things she wanted to do with brody made her want her memory to be hazy afterwards. normally, roxy had control but the fact that brody didn't have a problem stepping up to take charge once in a while kind of turned her on.
tagged for: brody whitter
outfit: click
notes: i kind of....didn't know what to do/say. lol.
credit: sicily's sunset @ atf
status: finished =)
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Post by brody michael whitter on Feb 12, 2011 12:34:10 GMT -5
this post is tagged for roxanne jae donatelli. it is dunzo and has nine hundred and fifty ninewords. the one and only miley cyrus and the jonas brothers contributed to this inspiration from the song before the storm . she is looking sick and sexified wearing that up there. this template was created by the amazing amber you steal it and there will be an angry baby who will eat your brains no joke. additional notes slutty wedding sex.
______________________ Brody could not help but to laugh at Roxy because the girl was not one to not talk. Though he was totally content without talking to her. The dirty blonde boy was content to realize that this was probably one of the sluttiest things that he could be doing at this wedding. He had seen the dramatics, but what wedding wouldn’t be complete without slutty bathroom sex and the insanity that would be their friends. He chuckled lightly remembering all the many times that Roxy and himself had tried to do this. He was taking control of this situation as he placed her on the counter; their lips were connecting fiercely fueled by desire that wanted to have their needs met. He smiled into their kiss, but then he spoke. “What Lainey doesn’t know, won’t hurt her? So she never needs to know about this.” His lips connected with hers again, hoping to get her to shut up and get this going. His fingers were on their own mission as the slid up her dress up, as he explored her body and her mouth. He felt her fingers on his shirts, and soon enough he was free of shirt Brody felt her singers on his skin. It left a trail of want and desire as they caressed his skin. This was the opposite of what Brody should be doing, but here he was with his lips locked into hers. There was hardly any need for oxygen as they kissed, but he had to figure out this fucking dress of hers. But no, that opportunity was not going to present itself. Every time the man tried to figure it out it was like a getting his fingers slapped for trying to get in the cookie jar.
So he was just going to have to deal with the fact that she was going to do whatever she wanted, and the real thing was that he was just along for the ride. So Brody was just going to have to wait until she wanted to lose those clothes of hers. It wasn’t going to be too long, because if he was teased for long he would just give up and leave. It was extremely funny to him whenever people would try and use the bathroom and Roxy would shriek. It was pretty funny since he was fairly certain that this was the most easily accessible restroom at the reception. Too bad they were a little busy at the moment, he watched as the brunette wiggled out of that dress. His eyes were glued to her body as he took her in, and he was ready to move this along as soon as she would bring her hot little ass over to him. He snapped out of his daydream of seeing her without all of her clothes, knowing that that was going to happen in a matter of time. He was in his khaki pants, and was hoping and praying to got that she would stop taunting him and get this on. But no, and that was whenever he reversed their current situation and pinned her against the wall. On hand still in her hair, but the other he was letting trace down her back and to her ass, which he slapped causing her to slap his chest playfully. Their lips still intertwined, he just smirked at her. He was going to do whatever the hell he wanted as he worked her body over. He let his lips move from hers to her jawline, then her neck, and then up to her ear. Brody knew how to work a girl, and so this was teasing and almost on the verge of tormenting. He did however know that Roxy Donatelli was worth every second of it. She was not going to leave him wanting for anything.
It had been enough of the foreplay and Brody got himself down to business. He picked her up and moved her back to that counter they had started out on. Removing the rest of her clothing and his own and got down to business. He knew that Roxy was going to enjoy every second of what was happening, even if they both were craving more alcohol. This was probably one of the few things that he may regret in his life, because it went against everything that he had built over the past two years. It was reverting back to his manwhorish ways, and he did not want to be that guy again. But as the pleasure coursed through his body, he was glad that it was Roxy that he was sharing in this slutty wedding sex. Their bodies course with the pleasure that had just ended, knowing that he had shown this woman everything that she had been missing out on in the past. He smirked as he started to gather up his clothing and found her black panties hiding underneath his khaki pants. “So do I get a souvenir or are you going to want these back?” He said with a devious smirk, and held them on the tip of his finger. He watched as she snatched them up and was giving him that look. “What, can’t I guy remember his slutty wedding sex? Not that I really need a reminder, because well let’s face it. That was worth all of the pounding, shrieking, and overall sluttiness that we just endured.” He laughed and was starting to button up his shirt. He was waiting on the instructions that the brunette was bound to have to get out of the bathroom, since he had been given the careful instructions of how to exit the bathroom.
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