Inspired by Can’t Feel My Face by The Weeknd. Definitely going to make this into a two or three part. Warnings : Drugs, eventual sex, alcohol TJ Hammond x Female Original Character (I know that this character is gay but I can’t help it. I’m obsessed with TJ.)
her first taste of alcohol at twelve, finding out that the burning sensation
was addictive. It became a bad habit, stealing the amber liquid and replacing
it with her concoction of apple juice and food coloring. Her parents never
drank, they were abstemious. Their
extensive liquor collection was strictly for show, but that only worked out in
her virginity at fourteen, lying about her age to get in bed with an older boy.
It was exhilarating once she got past the pain, she could have gone all night.
Sex was another addiction she picked up, loving the way strangers hands feel on
her body. She didn’t care who she had sex with as long as they made her feel
good, men and women included.
until her seventeenth birthday that she advanced to the more fun stuff. Her
parents allowed her to dip into her trust fund to pull out money to travel to
Vegas. She met an enticing man with all kinds of treats for her to try. All
forms, powders, pills, liquids, inhalers, everything.
It was by far her favorite addiction, the feeling of euphoria and intensity was
needed twenty four seven.
was Lennox, Lennox Locke.
hardly found women to be attractive enough for him to engage in any kind of
sexual activities. Only finding that when he was higher than the clouds that he’d
occasionally make out with one along with his normal preference of men. But,
Lennox, she was something different. He licked his lips as he watched her weave
in and out of bodies, her body getting groped and reached at. She’d stay for a
moment, dancing and kissing the people that touched her. Her eyes were blood
shot, guessing that she probably hadn’t slept for days. He tossed back the rest
of his glass, barring his teeth at the bourbon that slid thickly down his
was displayed on his face as she managed to bring herself right in front of
him. He rubbed his jaw as he looked her up and down. She was adorned in a laced
top that only hugged her breasts and allowed the rest of her upper body be
exposed with a tight skirt that was riding dangerously close to reveal her sex.
His voice was raspy, “That skirt’s a bit short, don’t ya think?”
eyes darkened, mimicking his smirk, she bent down. Her angle allowing TJ to see
completely down her top, “It’s easier to get fucked in.” Her voice was like
velvet, her lips pursed as she drug her finger down his chest, “So, I’ve got a
shifted in his seat, enjoying the view. “Yeah? What’s that?”
brought her mouth closer to his ear, pressing her lips against his lobe as she
purred out. “Just how gay are you?”
chuckled, his hand reaching up slowly to the back of her neck before yanking
her backwards to face him. He smirked again at her gasp, his eyes met hers, “Why
so curious, doll?”
heard how good you are,” she purred out again. Her tongue running over her
bottom lip before her teeth scraped against it, “and I was just curious on how I could get in on that.”
he chuckled, releasing her from his grasp. He shook his head, licking his lips
too. “You’re what? Twenty one? Twenty two? I’m a lot older than I look, doll.”
TJ reached into his pocket, pulling out a little baggy filled with a white
substance. Placing a small amount on the back of his hand, he let it travel up
his right nostril. “You got your demons and I’ve got mine, but we shouldn’t mix
them. It could be trouble.”
trouble and aren’t we supposed to find those demons that can play with our own,
anyway?” She straightened up, her body glistening against the strobe lights. Lennox
scoffed, throwing her hand in the air slightly, “Oh please, I’ve fucked men and
women old enough to be my parents and some.” She bit her lip, reaching into her
bra to pull out a bright pink pill. Placing it on her tongue, she leaned
forward, her lips pressing against his. She smirked as he opened his mouth to
allow her to slip the it in, their tongues brushing against one another
before she pulled back. “If you ever want to have some fun, you know where you
can find me.” Turning on her heel slowly, she turned her head, “Bring a friend,
I don’t care. I’m open to pretty much everything.”
Elle’s box opening. Ella is my lovely new Doll Chateau Christina.
I am very impressed with her joints. The design and mechanics of this doll are top quality. The blushing on her carvings could be a little more detailed, and she did come from the company with some flaws. I had to use heat to mold the helmets so they would actually fit on her head, which worked fine but they should have fit in the first place!