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Post by Patrick Donovan on Jan 11, 2011 0:46:29 GMT -5
"Thanks," Patrick said simply when the waitress put down the check. He pulled out the cash and paid for it in full as well as a 20% tip. He'd finished off his beer as Sloane did and he was ready to go. He really hadn't had much to drink and was still fine to drive, although he wasn't completely sure where he should take her.
He couldn't let it go when she commented on the girls though. Maybe his suspicions were correct. "You into girls?" he asked bluntly. "Cause I'm not gonna lie, that would be hot. Ever had a threesome?" he asked, being slightly crude, but he was a 17 year old boy and that could happen sometimes. Patrick had never actually scored a threesome but it was certainly on his list to do. The trouble was that it was hard to find high school girls that were actually willing. He was pretty sure he had a better chance in college.
Once everything was paid and their drinks were finished he got up from the table letting Sloane follow him. "Yeah," he said. "I've known Haden for awhile - he's my neighbor. Just met Jay and his friend Nate though," he added, "cool guys." Patrick shrugged. "I have my motorcycle with me if you're not afraid," he smirked. "Anywhere particular you want to go?" he asked, still with a perma-smirk on his plump pink lips.
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Post by Sloane Taylor on Jan 12, 2011 14:21:55 GMT -5
The question Sloane knew had been on the forefront of Patrick's mind was finally asked. "You've been dying to ask me that, haven't you?" Sloane smirked and nodded. "Yes I..." she paused and let out a genuinely amused laugh at his question, crass as it was. "I've...been in a few." Sloane ran her fingers through her hair, remembering two instances that ever happened.
"I would never have guessed that." She tilted her head slightly when he mentioned Haden and himself were close. Raising an eyebrow at his smirk when he mentioned a motorcycle, Sloane could have told him that motorcycles was so completely hot but that smirk. Goddamnit. Distracting, much?
"Hey, you're the one wearing the pants here." She gave him a smirk of her own. Of course, she didn't mind giving suggestions and she was prone to do that herself but Patrick knew how to handle himself, unlike some of her previous conquests who were like horses that needed to be led to the water.
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Post by Patrick Donovan on Jan 13, 2011 12:15:38 GMT -5
"I wouldn't say dying to ask but I have been curious," he said with a shrug. "Wanted to be sure first though didn't want to get myself slapped," he admitted knowing very well that some girls had the tendency to do that sort of thing. He raised his eyebrows when she'd admitted to a few threesomes. Damn! And what had the point of boarding school been? He hadn't been able to convince any of the girls there to do anything like that! Although he supposed there was more of an element of that prim and proper type girl there who probably wouldn't have admitted to wanting to try it too.
He simply shrugged when she mentioned she wouldn't have guessed he and Haden would be good friends. Most people wouldn't because the boys appeared to be rather different but the thing was, that was why they sort of worked. Haden would attract girls that Patrick wouldn't and Patrick would attract girls that Haden wouldn't. In the end, they always ended up with girls and really that was the end goal.
"Whatever you say," he said with another smirk when she gave him free rein of where to go. The fact that he had no idea where to take her did not show and he sauntered confidently over to his bike. He only had one helmet with him and handed it to her. Technically in California it was illegal to ride without a helmet. Patrick didn't exactly want to get pulled over as that would sort of kill the mood so he knew he'd have to go somewhere close. The beach it was. Of course they were already on the beach but this stretch was much to crowded.
He waited for Sloane to get on and then he started it up, coasting down the main road along the water until they reached Playa Del Rey which was south of Venice and more residential, thus more private at the moment. He parked his bike and got off, taking Sloane's hand he started to lead her toward a deserted life guard stand. It was getting darker by the minute and within a few, no one would be able to see them.
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Post by Sloane Taylor on Jan 14, 2011 5:13:05 GMT -5
Alright, Mr Play-It-Cool. Sloane thought to herself with a smirk at Patrick's nonchalance. She was an accommodating person. After all, the boys she had been with were always some sort of 'Couldn't care less' types and they have never been dissatisfied with her in any way so why make an exception of Patrick? There really was no need. All she wanted from him was the physical comfort however fleeting it may be. He can be the most emotionless guy on the planet but in the hours that Sloane had him, it wasn't going to matter anyway.
The helmet she was given was a tad tacky; it wasn't a jibe at his taste, it was just wearing helmets that Sloane found tacky. She wanted to refuse but she didn't see a situation where Patrick was going to concede to his passenger without a helmet so she stuck it on her head anyway. The ride was a quiet one and Sloane took the opportunity to snake her hand around Patrick's waist, finding it sufficiently taut. She wanted to go further south but she figured unless she wanted to get into another vehicular accident, she was going to play it safe.
Hand holding had been something Sloane wasn't comfortable with even though she let her companions do it and when Patrick grabbed her hand, her instinct was still to pull away. But she let him lead her to a secluded spot on the beach and Sloane didn't waste much time with foreplay as she pulled him down to her height, pressing her lips against his.
Her hands slowly made its way under his shirt, feeling the warm hard body underneath. "You want me to call someone?" She smirked against his lips, already playing with the buckle of his jeans.
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Post by Patrick Donovan on Jan 14, 2011 11:23:01 GMT -5
The thought that Sloane was uncomfortable with hand holding never even crossed Patrick's mind. Most girls liked that sort of thing - thought it was romantic. And Patrick liked it too, but for other reasons. It was like by pulling her by the hand she was his...for that moment at least. Patrick of course was always less affectionate after the fact, although never so to the point of cruelty.
Sloane wasted no time and this pleased Patrick greatly. He smirked when she asked him if he'd like her to call someone. No, he didn't need her to...he knew he'd be perfectly satisfied with just her, however she was offering him a threesome? How was he going to turn that down?!
A less secure guy might have tried to play if off say something along the lines of: only if you want to. But doing stuff like that didn't guarantee a lay and Patrick was comfortable with himself not to be embarrassed. "Yeah, that would be hot," he smirked, as he wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him.
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Post by Sloane Taylor on Jan 14, 2011 17:54:50 GMT -5
She slipped her phone out and broke contact from Patrick just for a second to look for the contact she wanted then pressed the call button only to continue kissing Patrick, shivering at his touch. Or maybe it was the wind. Who could tell?
The raspy voice over the phone alerted Sloane and she pushed Patrick away just for a bit with a grin. "Hey babe. I'm at the beach." Sloane grinned at the answer from the other end. "I'm sure, I'm with a guy." She paused and chuckled. "Yeah. Sure. But I'm not promising anything." She chuckled and switched the phone off, slipping it into her pocket before looking at Patrick with a sly smile.
"Where were we?" She pulled him close, unbuckling his jeans as her lips pressed against his. This went on for a bit until she heard three honks in the distance and once again she pulled away from the contact. "Sorry, babe. Last time that happens." She promised Patrick before slipping her panties up again.
She went around the boulder they were occupying and walked to the car, waving Raven off as she drove away from the parking lot, leaving her blond sister in law grinning at Sloane. "Is he cute? From our school?" The younger girl asked as they walked back to where Patrick was standing.
"He's okay." Sloane chuckled. She was downplaying his looks for sure because she was sure Ezra would appreciate having her own opinion and by the grip she had on Sloane's arms, Sloane knew she approved. "This is Ezra." Sloane introduced the boy and thanked God she didn't even have to introduce the boy because Ezra apparently knew him. She blew an inaudible sigh of relief.
"Patrick Donovan." Ezra gave him a sly grin. "I wouldn't have guessed. I'm Ezra Kingsley." Ezra's raspy voice was seductive and Sloane couldn't help but smirk at it. The girl knew how to use her voice, that was obvious. "Okay, introductions have been made...can we get to what we're here for?"
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