Blake Morrison (blake_mb) wrote in vivavampvegas, @ 2010-12-01 02:06:00 |
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Current mood: | geeky |
Entry tags: | blake morrison, gwen morrison |
A Few Confessions
Who: Blake and Gwen
Where: Their newly built comic book store
When: Thursday Afternoon, November 25th
Blake was currently leaning back against the front desk at her and Gwen's newly renovated comic book store (to which, regrettably, neither of which had come up with a decent name for), dressed in thigh-high boots, a denim skirt and a tight black t-shirt. Her hair was gradually going back to her natural colour, a dark brown with natural highlights and while she liked straightening her hair, recently she hadn't, so it curled down past her shoulders. She tapped her foot a little as David Bowie played over the speakers that they'd set up in the store, waiting for Gwen to arrive.
"Holy effin' SHIT, girl." Gwen blurted out as she walked in, dressed in unfathomably tight gray jeans, a loose Charmander tee-shirt, and loose, clunky combat boots. "Thank god we're not open yet. Cuz girl? I'ma sex you UP today."
Blake giggled and made her way over to Gwen, "Figured you'd like it, ya perv." Although, to be fair, most of the things she wore now were just to get a reaction out of Gwen. She smirked lopsidedly and gave her fiance a kiss, "How's m'girl?"
"Good, good..." Gwen grinned, hopping up to sit on the counter, wiggling her ass a little. "Went out to shop for a while, called some old friends to talk, shit like that."
"Sounds like a productive afternoon," Blake commented lightly, looking up at Gwen. She took the Slayers hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, as always having trouble going even a moment without touching Gwen in some way. "Oh. I have to show you something cool that I had I installed."
"Is it a nipple ring? Please dear sweet baby Jesus let it be a nipple ring..." Sigh. Please shut up, Gwen...
"If I had a nipple ring I'd be topless already, baby," Blake pointed out with a laugh, actually snorting mid-laugh. She reached behind Gwen for a small device on the desk, and clicked a button on it, opening a well-concealed door. "Kinda got the construction guy to do it for us on the DL. Kinda cool, huh?"
"DUDE! Is... Is that the Sex Room?" Gwen squealed happily, actually clapping like a child, giving JUST the right amount of jiggle.
… Which hypnotized Blake momentarily. She blinked and nodded, taking Gwen's hand again, "Ya huh. Come and see." Before Gwen had a chance to respond, she tugged her inside to show her that she'd made a few additions. There was a bed, sure, but there was also room enough for a bathroom and a mini-bar. "I figure this can be our home away from home. Or, y'know, until I buy you a big honkin' home."
"I got me a sugar mama again. Heh. The debt collectors can suck it, dude." Oh god. She'd never REALLY breached this topic with Blake, and even now was joking...
"Debt collectors?" Blake asked, arching a slender eyebrow at Gwen. Yep. That had never come up before. "How much debt are we talkin' about here?"
"Oh. Um... When Skylar dumped me, I had to borrow some money. So I could pay some bills I'd made while married, live, and not mooch off Wes. So... Yeah. about 15 grand." Oh, how crappy she felt now. "I wasn't gonna tell you. Because they're not reputable people. And I didn't wanna drag you or Wes into it."
Blake sighed. She'd been living off of borrowed money herself, but the only difference was that it was family money that she fully intended to pay back once the store was open and a few investments payed out (which, admittedly, she'd discussed about with Bastian first, since she knew who the smart twin was). "I can make a few calls," she said decisively, "either to pay them off or make them go away entirely."
"If you want..." Gwen blushed, trying, for once, to just LET someone take care of her. "I can get you the contact info..."
"Good," Blake nodded, actually looking a little peeved (which was a far too cute expression on her face, admittedly). "Just... If you ever have a problem, don't EVER hesitate in telling me, okay?"
"I promise." Gwen said with a look of total adoration, which was actually sweet as pie. "You know? I can honestly say I never even loved SKYLAR as much as I love you right now."
Blake melted, hearing that. "That's a lotta love right there," she chuckled, nuzzling into Gwen slightly.
"And oh hey... Good story here..." Nice segue, Gwen. Really. "I tell you I turned down a hot threesome because of my love for you?"
"A threesome, huh?" Blake smirked, figuring she knew where this was going: "With who?"
"Yeah. Skylar offered to bring me home to her and Ben." Hey, nothing like honesty, huh? "And as hot as I'm sure it would be... I told I'm yours now. And nobody else's."
"I kinda wanna cut her for offering that, but ... I also kinda like it when you say you're mine," Blake admitted. As possessive as she was, though, she never worried about Gwen's fidelity. "And by 'kinda' I mean, say it again. Please."
"Yours. I am YOURS. For allllllllll eternity. Goober." She grinned cutely, eyes sparkling. "You're my world."
Blake gave Gwen a passionate kiss on the lips. "Good," she purred. "Now what was it you mentioned about sexing me up?" She grinned, pressing her thumb on the receiver to shut the door behind them.