Skylar James Bale (socialiterocker) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-08-04 15:20:00 |
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Current location: | Avarice |
Current mood: | happy |
Entry tags: | ben bale, place: la, skylar james-bale |
I'd Rather My Son NOT Be Born in a Strip Club, Thanks
Who: Skylar and Ben
Where: Avarice
When: Monday, Aug. 2nd, Evening
Skylar leaned against Ben as the two of them sat in a corner of the VIP section of Avarice. As much as Skylar enjoyed watching naked women dance around, she felt a tiny bit strange being at Saints & Sinners right now because she was literally due to give birth any day now. She didn't want Brayden to get started on his way to being born in a strip club. The future version of him would find that far too funny to ever let it go. She nuzzled Ben's arm a little as she sat there with her eyes closed.
"Everything alright, babe?" Ben asked in a sweetly soothing tone, kissing her forehead as he brushed her hair back with his fingers. "You seem either really relaxed or ready to fall asleep."
"Really relaxed," Skylar told him. "Which seems kind of strange since I'm in a club with pounding metal coming out of all the speakers." The last part made her giggle. She opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"I love seeing you like this. Just... relaxed and content. With me." Ok, so he still had his 'cant believe this is real' moments, ok? Shut it. "Sometimes... it's nice to still see the sweet, giggly, cute side of you, along with the more serious, ass-kicking, slayer side."
"Because you've seen me be a Slayer SO much," Skylar pointed out. She really didn't do much in the Slayer way. Of course, she seemed to be constantly pregnant, so that might have something to do with it.
"Ohhh yeah. And how can I forget the smart-ass part of you." He said dryly, smirking at her. "So... what made you want to come here tonight? Not that I ever mind, but I figured you'd want to be at home..."
"You know me and sitting at home for too long," Skylar pointed out. There was a reason she liked to go out every night. Stupid restless Slayer energy. She wasn't like this before. She knew that she wasn't. "But I didn't want to possibly give birth in a strip club, so I figured here was the lesser of two evils."
"But I *like* taking you to Saints & Sinners. Because it always leaves you in the mood to do wicked things with me..." Oh dear. From that look? Even severely pregnant Skylar was amazingly sexy to him.
"Yeah, but the future version of our son would take it as some holy sign of his rightness for the title of King of Poon if he was born in a strip club, and we just can't have that, now, can we?" Skylar asked.
"Well, true..." Ben admitted, trying not to laugh. "Plus, a few of our first truly decadent times were right here in this club. In my old office... underneath this very table..." He smirked. "We really had our run of the place, didn't we?"
"As soon as I'm not the size of a beach ball and can move around again, we can have another run of the place," Skylar pointed out to him. Oh, she was SO ready to not be pregnant. Not being able to bend over SUCKED.
"And believe me... I look forward to it." He leaned in, whispering in her ear. "Do you have ANY idea how horny I am right now? I'm ready to fucking BURST."
"Well, considering one of us is actually going to do a little bursting soon, I don't want to hear it," Skylar said. "Oh, by the way, you are staying the hell away from the delivery room."
"Gee. And miss the chance to, as your ex once so eloquently put it, watch a human being come ripping out of my wife's vagina?" He laughed, still finding that possibly the greatest thing Gwen had ever said. "No problem."
"And that is exactly why you are barred from said room," Skylar pointed out. Thank the gods for Slayer elasticity down there, right? HA!
"Is it wrong that I still want to do pornographic things to you right now? Because... I do." Ah, Ben. Ever the epitome of the gentleman.
"Considering I might give birth on you if I have too hard of an orgasm, kind of," Skylar pointed out with a grin. "And you only give me ones that rock me to the core."
"Yeah. Ok. Even *I* can't find that first part anything other than disgusting. Good job." He smirked, backing off again. "Although... that second part? Boosts the old ego, I must say."
Skylar cackled. "I knew there was a way that you would find something I said not sexy, I knew it!" she said, pointing a finger at him. "And I didn't realize that your ego needed any boosting!"
"It normally doesn't. But I've TOLD you you're the sexiest woman I've ever met. And I mean it. Even now, ready to pop, you turn me on to a degree I didn't think possible." As was typical of him... he found a way to be sweet AND perverse, all at once.
"Ugh, I can't wait for this baby to be born!" Skylar wailed with a pout on her face. She looked down at her stomach. "I wasn't aware it was possible for you to prevent someone from getting laid!"
"And here we thought BRANDIE was the biggest cockblock in history. Who knew?" He smirked, trying SO hard not to laugh.
"Nope, it's Brayden, and I can't WAIT to tell him that in an effort to disturb him greatly," Skylar said to him. "I'm sure it will amuse him."