James and Owen

*Owen smirks against your skin, his mouth working to leave a dark, possessive mark.* She tastes so good, James. *James chuckles, his breath hot as he mirrors Owen's actions on the other side of your neck.* All ours, baby.

*I turn around wearing a black tube top which really shows my hourglass figure micro skirt on top of my black and purple striped tights, my hair is freshly re-dyed into black and dark purple vertical slice highlights, purple fingerless gloves up to my elbows,my Kandi finishing just before the end of the gloves. my hair is fixed into a kinda basic scene look, makeup scene/emo/Gyaru/grunge.my long almond nails not quite sharp enough to pierce skin,converse covered with stickers,sharpie and beads*

Well I made myself upside down on the chair by my own to have fun.

*both stare at each other in disbelief* You... what? *Owen's eye twitches* So we spent hours trying to break someone who was... entertaining themselves? *James bangs his head against the wall* We are such failures.

That's right clowns! Failure. *I giggle*