Home is Where the Hatred Is

"Same to you," Aislinn agreed easily, putting her hands behind her head and stretching out on the bed. She was suddenly aware that Scott was flirting with her-- had been throughout the whole day. She felt a little dumb for not fully noticing it earlier, honestly, especially considering she was flirting back. She'd never claimed not to be oblivious. Guys being into her wasn't something Aislinn wasn't used to, necessarily, but usually it was nerdy computer-obsessed guys or poli-sci majors that really just wanted to know all they could about her dad. Aislinn could admit that it was probably her own fault that she tended to scare guys off; she was always too intensely focused on her future in high school to really make any connections, and in college she spent a lot of time coding in the computer lab in sweats and a ponytail, which wasn't really her best look. But now, with hardly any obligations for spring break, she could relax a little, and if Scott was going to flirt with her, she was going to flirt right back. "We should do this more often," she said, smirk on her face. "Get to know each other."

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Scott licked his lips and grinned softly at that. "I agree, sweetheart." He purred and smiled at Aislinn. Scott yawned and stretched his arms out. He did the cheesy "stretch and put your arm around the girl" move. Letting his arm go around her midsection. "I would love to do this again." With his free arm he brought the last of the joint to his lips and inhaled it. Tossing the butt into his ash tray. "As long as daddy approves." He said sarcastically. Scott always made sure his flirting wasn't hidden. If he liked someone he wanted them to know. This girl was hot, she was smart, and she was rebelling against her father. He absolutely loved it. Plus she wasn't like the other girls from high school. They hated him in school. But now that he was a model, he got calls constantly.

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Aislinn smirked, leaning into Scott's arm around her. "He doesn't have to know," she said, twirling a strand of her hand in between her fingers in an attempt to show that she was trying to flirt back-- she just wasn't very good at it. Aislinn was far from shy, but she tended to be a little oblivious when people were into her and normally just acted the same way around them as she did around others. She propped her head up on her hand to turn to look at Scott, ignoring the movie completely. "He doesn't know anything that goes on at college, it doesn't have to be different at home. We're both adults," she said coyly before grinning again, unable to keep up her demure expression.

@ BadStreetBoys

Scott grinned softly at her, be tightened his arm around Aislinn and chuckled. "Well, sweetheart, the only problem is." He paused and placed his hand on hr cheek, gently caressing it. Scott was giving her a sweet smiled and looking into her eyes. "While you're gone, I'm stuck here by myself. And your off with some stupid prep boys." Scott hesitated as if he was going to kiss her, but decided against it. "And he would get suspicious about you never being home when you're supposed to be home." He said and his hand gently slid down her father, he took a piece of her hand and played with it. Before allowing his hand to sit in her lap.

@ jenny holzer.

Aislinn shrugged, nodding her agreement. It wasn't like she had a curfew or anything like that, and her dad wasn't really home except for at nights, but he would probably start to get suspicious if she was never home, considering the other times that she came home from break she usually just holed herself up in her room writing code for most nights, with the exceptions of a few parties with her old high school friends. Her father was fairly clueless to her life, but he wasn't an idiot. "I don't know," Aislinn said, falling right back into her coy facial expression. "I tend to feel fairly fond about those stupid prep boys," she said before simpering; looking pleased with herself. She hardly ever indulged in dating in college because she actually felt the exact opposite about the boys at her ivy leagues-- they were all the same, really, and pathetically full of themselves-- but she sort of wanted to see if she could make Scott jealous, as a way of gauging how far she could take this.

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Scott frowned slightly at the mention of Aislinn being fond of preppy boys. But he tried to conceal it with a smirk, leaning in close to her. His lips close to her ear. "Well sweetheart, be as fond as you please. But I know how to make a girl cum." He purred before leaning back and grinning at her, extremely pleased with himself. Scott slid his hand up her thigh and just grinned at Aislinn. But hey, it was true. All the girls he had been with didn't complain, hell he was usually the best they ever had.

@ jenny holzer.

Aislinn smirked slightly, raising her eyebrows. "Maybe I'm not that kind of girl," she teased, even as she leaned over to straddle Scott's lap. She really wasn't that type of girl; she didn't have a lot of hookups in college except for when she was drunk--high was different, her mind was less clouded, if anything her conscience was clearer than normal-- but in this case she thought, well, what the hell. She was going to be back for the whole summer, and if she had something casual back home, things in DC would probably be a whole lot less boring than they usually were.

@ BadStreetBoys

Scott grinned up at Aislinn on his lap. His two large hands moved and rested on her hips, gently pulling her against him. "I'm perfectly fine with whatever girl you try to be." He said and slid his hands up her back. Scott was perfectly fine as of the moment. He had plenty of hook ups. He didn't mind them. But this one was different. Not only because she didn't just come after him because he was a model. But a politicians daughter? Damn that just sounded fun. He rubbed her back for a minute before pulling Aislinn in and kissing her deeply.

@ jenny holzer.

@ jenny holzer.

Scott grinned up at Aislinn on his lap. His two large hands moved and rested on her hips, gently pulling her against him. "I'm perfectly fine with whatever girl you try to be." He said and slid his hands up her back. Scott was perfectly fine as of the moment. He had plenty of hook ups. He didn't mind them. But this one was different. Not only because she didn't just come after him because he was a model. But a politicians daughter? Damn that just sounded fun. He rubbed her back for a minute before pulling Aislinn in and kissing her deeply.

@ jenny holzer.
Saw your post in the recruiting thread do you wanna start this over or continue it I thought it could have been good

Aislinn laughed softly, letting herself sink into the kiss and doing her very best to turn off her mind. Unfortunately, weed usually did the opposite of turn off her mind; nearly every time she smoked it felt like her thoughts were racing at a thousand miles an hour. It was the reason why she tended not to smoke at school-- it just enhanced all of her anxieties about school work, home life, internships she needed to interview for, so on and so forth until she came back down to sobriety. But now, at the moment, it wasn't so bad. She felt... well, comfortable, as odd as that seemed even in her own head, since she was in the house of someone she hadn't spoken to since high school apparently about to hook up with him, not something that she usually did. Somehow, though, she felt at ease with Scott, and it was nice to feel that way. She put her arms around his neck and pulled back from the kiss, a small smile curling up on her lips.

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@ jenny holzer.
Scott was used to the casual highs he had, he was the leader of a gang after all, his life revolved around being able to be in control no matter the situation. He usually got high volunterily to relax, and today was relaxing for him. But right now, right now he was just ready to have fun and take it all. He hasn't really spoken to or seen Aislinn since high school, he only remembered her because her father's house was the one he and his group of friends TPed for the senior prank. Scott draped one arm around her shoulders, the other rested in her hip and pulled her body closer to his own. He felt the small curve of her lips and couldn't help respond with a smile too. His lips burned with passion as he slowly readjusted the two, laying Aislinn on her back, and holding himself above her.

Scott kissed down from her lips to her jaw, and then down to her neck. He suckled softly on her smooth skin, his hands now sliding her shirt up, trying to rid her of it, and when he did dropping it to the ground, then tossing his shirt in the same spot. One hand reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra, his lips on her collar bone, traveling back up, lips meeting hers again. "Fuck, where'd you learn to kiss so damn good, your lips are mesmerizing." He commented with a chuckle and glanced down at Aislinn as he tossed her bra away too, and ran a hand through his hair.