RP: Surprise! Who: Kenzie & Wes What: Kenzie shows up and wants to go on an adventure. Wes obliges. When: 7 February 2028 Where: Wes' house, then Amsterdam Warnings: Hints of NSFW Completion Status: Complete/fade
There had been a lot of auditions lately, enough that Kenzie was definitely being passed over for a few roles. Rejection really wasn’t something that Kenzie wasn’t used to by now. The rare emotion was this spark that Kenzie felt for a role. She was supposed to be Cassandra in the new movie they were filming about vampires called Nightfall where a teen girl moves to a little town with her father. She had even read the books that they were based on while in school! The rejection she felt when her agent gave her the call was devastating.
After a few joints too many, she had arrived at Wes’ flat where she had a room. There was something cozy and familiar about her room there. She stayed in there for just long enough to fill her pockets with new little treats, before she was venturing deeper into the home. “Wes!” She called out in sing song, a ridiculous smile gracing those full pouty lips. All traces of the rejection were temporarily gone.
“I want to do something ridiculous, like go dance Flamenco dancing in Spain,” she gushed, throwing her arms up as she gave a twirl. “We could maybe find one of those speakeasy’s in New York, I hear there’s a few of those left, wouldn’t that be wild? Get some genuine giggle water,” she was nearly breathless from her dancing by the time she did make her way to Wes’ lap. “Or maybe enjoy the red light district in Amsterdam?” she hoped that was where that was, she wasn’t a worldly traveler. As busy as Wes had been lately, he hadn't noticed until today just how big and empty his house felt. It had been too long since he'd hosted a party, but he didn't know if he'd be able to work one into his schedule anytime soon. The wards notified him of Kenzie's arrival (long since finely tuned to differentiate between those who had direct access), but he stayed where he was on the large sofa in the family room, bare feet up on the coffee table as he looked out the window. It was the first real time he'd had to himself in weeks, and he figured Kenzie would find him when she wanted to.
He heard her before he saw her, and he turned his head, giving her a lazy smile with hooded eyes. The suggestions she threw out were tempting, to be sure, and his brain immediately started shuffling through things to figure out if it would be possible. "My manager won't like it, but that's also quite the motivator," he quipped lightly, reaching out as she finally got to him. "Amsterdam would probably be the most doable. I'll have to move some things around for tomorrow, but... what the hell, let's go to Amsterdam."
It wouldn't be the end of the world to spend the next fifteen hours not thinking about his album's impending drop date, right? With his hands held out, she slipped her hands into his, using that to help her climb on the sofa with him. She straddled him, grinning from ear to ear when he agreed to head to Amsterdam with her. "Really?" she asked excitedly, bringing his arms around her.waist. "Good, where do we get a portkey from?" she asked happily, her own hands coming up to slip into his curls. "I'm ready to go now, I already packed my pockets," she said happily, wiggling her hips in his lap so that he knew she meant the pockets of the large emerald open sweater she had on over the tight black tank. The only thing in the pockets though were the extra joints, rainbow, and supernova that she'd stuffed into them before going around looking for Wes. Gods, she was so happy she had found him. There had been a couple of nights where she'd popped by to curl up with him, only to fall asleep in her room alone because he'd not been home. Chuckling at her enthusiasm, Wes nodded slightly, his arms circling around her lazily. "I'll handle the details. It shouldn't take long." Money paved the way for most things, even on short notice, and he was confident he'd be able to get them a portkey within the next couple of hours. The thumb of one hand slipped under her shirt, stroking her warm skin absently as his other hand reached for his phone. Pulling up his contact in the transportation department, he shot off a quick message, unsurprised when he had a response less than a minute later.
"Ahh, there we go, our portkey will be delivered in about forty minutes and will activate in eighty minutes. It will return us promptly at noon tomorrow," he told her after sending the confirmation to his contact. A few taps on his phone, and he'd sent half the fee (bribe, though he tended not to use such verbiage) to his contact. The other half would be sent once they successfully reached Amsterdam. It was an arrangement that worked well for all parties, he rather thought. "What should we do with our time while we wait?" he asked, hands gripping her hips as he lifted his so he could shift a little lower on the couch, bringing her up to straddle closer to his core rather than over his legs. Their relationship had started very physical, turning into one of the deepest friendships Kenzie had. Something that still surprised her everytime she realized it had been barely a year previously that she laid in bed masterbating to his songs, dreaming of one day meeting Wes Carlisle. Now, she was perched in his lap, feeling his thumb stroking over her chocolate skin in a familiar motion, driving her wild to think of that hand moving further up to her pert breasts. It took her breath away to think of him pinching her nipples, finding herself consumed with lust. Maybe she'd smoked more than she'd realized, but Gods if he wasn't her favorite addiction lately.
Feeling him sinking lower, moving her the way he was able, she rolled her hips into his in a slow and deliberate roll. "You're fucking magic," she said happily, hands coming up to hold the back of the sofa to give her more leverage as she rolled her hips. "I do have a few ideas, you could let me ride you, or maybe an epic thank you jobby?" Giving head was quickly becoming one of Kenzie's favorite activities. She enjoyed bringing her partner to their knees with just her mouth. Her favorite to bring their knees was Scarlett, watching her friend as her body tensed and orgasm washed over her.