Trinateez Please!

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(She chuckled, taking her seat on his lap like a throne tilting her neck to give him further access.) 

My my my…(She cooed, brushing the long strands of blonde hair out of his face so that they didn’t get in the way of his actions.)

Ain’t this a pretty picture…she (chuckled again, rubbing the back of his neck with her smooth nails.) 

Bein’ worshiped by the guitar god himself. (Her legs crossed over his, rolling her  tongue over her top lip. She wasn’t giving into his actions, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t enjoying them.)

…and all for what? Baby I could walk this door and find me another phone in a second, just like you could call in some other hoe to take my place. 

(She reaches and pulls his face up to look him dead in the eye. A small smile curved on her glossed lip as she ran her thumb over his.) So why we wasting’ our time?

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(She should have slapped him. She should have slapped him good and hard again. But it was very apparent this man was persistent, and by the feeling of ‘whatever it is was’ pressing up against her when he pulled her close. Se didn’t revenge wrap her arms around her when she felt him kiss her. Her arms remained opened, looking about the room. A bit bored really. When he pulled away she sighed.)

Hmm. You gonna need do better than that baby cuz you ‘bout to put me to sleep.

(Her hands rests on his shoulders, rubbing them down his chest brushing his sensitive skin.)

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Ugh…. (She groaned, rolling her head back in annoyance. She knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to get it that easy. Her hand rested on the hand that he hand in her thigh, entangling her fingers with his. She’ll play the sweet)

What can I do for you, baby? (She asked in a silky voice, bringing his fingers up to kiss them.)

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Hmmm…(His dirty words rang through her ears, causing her to cross her legs.) 

I guess you ain’t really one for neck suckin’ and hand holdin’, huh?

(She laughed, brushing a strand of jet black hair behind her ear. Her hands slowly reached up to do the same to him, brushing a strange of golden lock behind his ear sweetly.)  Despite what you think, baby doll…I am a lady who believes she should  at least get a kiss on her first date…

Or…whatever the hell you call this (This was a strange ass night, but she had a plan. He just needed to play along.)

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(She sighed slowly, feeling his hand rub up and down her thigh. Her tongue rolled over her teeth, rubbing her knee closest to him against his. She leaned back on her hands against his bed, leaning her head to the side.)

Didn’t we go through this already? (She smiled)

I’m the…

Ugh…. (She groaned, rolling her head back in annoyance. She knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to get it that easy. Her hand rested on the hand that he hand in her thigh, entangling her fingers with his. She’ll play the sweet)

What can I do for you, baby? (She asked in a silky voice, bringing his fingers up to kiss them.)

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(Her phone was dead. Damn. And there was really no way for her to get in contact with her high off her ass sister or the limo to come pick her up. Not to worry though. Trin wasn’t some delicate starlettle princess that couldn’t handle herself. Her eyes narrowed at his when she felt him take a handful of her ass. She hummed leaning in to him, her wrist still in his hand when-

SLAP!
Nailed him with the other.

Pushing him away, she strutted past him over to the bed.)

Let’s get one thing straight, baby doll…
I ain’t one of them fly by night Lila girls you got out there..

Think of me as… Them solos you play. The hard ones. I don’t come easy.

(She sat down on his bed and crossed her legs, smiling bright.)

You gonna have to put in some work.

(Some work? He could manage that. Skwisgaar Skwigelf was always up for a good challenge, whenever one presented itself. He rubbed at his cheek, trying to wipe away the pain. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at her, walking towards the bed.

He eyed her up and down, then reached out and placed both his hands on her waist, grinning widely. Obviously, he hadn’t learned anything from touching on her earlier.)

So whats am its you wants me to do? Lets me guess, you won’t tells me. Makes it too easy for me, ams I right?

(He sat down on the bed next to her, and placed a hand on her thigh, rubbing slowly. Her hips were so wide and it made a good feeling start up once more in his lower stomach. He so badly wanted to tap that ass, even if she had just slapped him across the face. Actually, that just made his desire even stronger, if he was being honest.) So what was your names again, sweethearts? 

(She sighed slowly, feeling his hand rub up and down her thigh. Her tongue rolled over her teeth, rubbing her knee closest to him against his. She leaned back on her hands against his bed, leaning her head to the side.)

Didn’t we go through this already? (She smiled)

I’m the holy Trinity, baby

(she winked, tickling his lower belly with her manicured nails.)

That would be too easy…so why not make it easy on me and give me your cell?

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Bitch? (She turned around with a small smile, letting her hair flip over her shoulder as she did.)

Ohhh, baby… (She she slapped her thigh) don’ be sayin’ words you can’t spell now. Might hurt that pretty lil head.

(She approached him. She remembered seeing his eyes on her during the meeting. Her eyes studied him up and down slowly as she did. He was a skinny thing. Thank god for them shoulders. Despite her initial disgust and unimpressed attitude she had toward him, she wondered what a metal guitarist would want with a female of her figure. These curves were not for the faint of heart.)

Tell ya what, why don’t you and your aryan hitler’s elite lookin ass and call up your manager so I can get the help up outta here.
(She reaches up and pats him on the side of the cheek)

You get that? Or should I pull out google translate?

(Instinctively, the guitarist grabbed at her wrist, holding it in place. She wasn’t going anywhere. And he wasn’t having any more of this humiliation.) No, I doesn’t thinks that will be necessary. (He used his other hand and grabbed at her waist, pulling her extremely close.)

(He stared her down.) I amen’ts goins to call nobodys. You haves done nothings but cause me undeserved troubles.

And you know what I’s think? (He purred.) I thinks you wants some of this, and yous can’t stands it~ (He lowered the hand that was resting on her waist, giving her amazing ass a squeeze.)

(Her phone was dead. Damn. And there was really no way for her to get in contact with her high off her ass sister or the limo to come pick her up. Not to worry though. Trin wasn’t some delicate starlettle princess that couldn’t handle herself. Her eyes narrowed at his when she felt him take a handful of her ass. She hummed leaning in to him, her wrist still in his hand when-

SLAP!
Nailed him with the other.

Pushing him away, she strutted past him over to the bed.)

Let’s get one thing straight, baby doll…
I ain’t one of them fly by night Lila girls you got out there..

Think of me as… Them solos you play. The hard ones. I don’t come easy.

(She sat down on his bed and crossed her legs, smiling bright.)

You gonna have to put in some work.

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Oh please.

(She rolled her eyes, swatting his finger out of her face. She just about nearly broke it since he felt the need to wag it in her face.) 

You can take the bass out ya voice cuz you aint’ scaring nobody.

(She huffed. Eyeing him up and down. Despite his attitude and loose grasp on the english language, she had to admit he was pretty damn good looking. Broad shoulders, nice cheekbones. Damn. She did like her some tall me. Just look at her boyfriend. A small smile creeped across her lips. As she imagined what he would do if given the chance. Those Europeans man…she heard they were freaks in the bed. But alas, she wouldn’t give in that easily, considering the fact that eh couldn’t even remember that they had met before. She slid her way past him, ‘accidentally’ brushing against, flinging her hair over her shoulders purposefully to his him across the chest. Her height was only accentuated by her ridiculously high heel that clicked as she made her way across the room.) 

And nothin’ baby…I don’t want a damn thing from you. I really did think this was the bathroom…considering all the bullshit that’s comin’ outta here.

The Swede was infuriated. Was there even any stopping this woman? He couldn’t even try to understand. Why would anyone barge in his dressing room and cause this kind of trouble? He worked so hard up on stage tonight, he deserved his reward.

The temptation to pull her back and smack her across the face was overwhelming, but quick-thinking kept him from doing so. This woman looked important, and again, very familiar. If he struck her, he was likely going to get sued for a substantial amount of money, he guessed. Wait… she wasn’t… she wasn’t the woman that Dethklok had a business meeting with earlier, was she? Something to do with running their fashion line?

“The only one who am talkings shits in heres is you, you spoileds bitch! That’s right, you gets on out of heres.” With your fine-ass booty. Skwisgaar bit at his lip as she walked away from him.

Bitch? (She turned around with a small smile, letting her hair flip over her shoulder as she did.)

Ohhh, baby… (She she slapped her thigh) don’ be sayin’ words you can’t spell now. Might hurt that pretty lil head.

(She approached him. She remembered seeing his eyes on her during the meeting. Her eyes studied him up and down slowly as she did. He was a skinny thing. Thank god for them shoulders. Despite her initial disgust and unimpressed attitude she had toward him, she wondered what a metal guitarist would want with a female of her figure. These curves were not for the faint of heart.)

Tell ya what, why don’t you and your aryan hitler’s elite lookin ass and call up your manager so I can get the help up outta here.
(She reaches up and pats him on the side of the cheek)

You get that? Or should I pull out google translate?

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(She heard the murmuring of the cluttered females. A mixture of death glares, confused looks, jealousy and star struck.


"Isn’t that Trinity White?- Why is she here?- I thought she was dating that basketball player-oh god look at her shoes-her hair is so flawless I wish I..

(Really???
Were we really doing this now?…Really? As the loud squealing sounds of the two females he seemed to rustling up in his bed pierced the door of the bathroom, Trin turned the faucet in the sink, rolling her eyes as she washed her hands, checking herself out int he mirror. It was sad really that he though he needed to stoop to this level just to piss her off for not choking on his dick for him. Hmm. 

She ran her hands over her hips. Damn she looked good tonight. It’s a shame it would be wasted on the eyes ogling losers and jealous girlfriends. God knows where the hell her boyfriend was. Maybe she should humor him a little…

She peaked through the door too see him, literally, balls deep in another situation. She closed the door. 

Maybe not. 

Open the door again, she cleared her throat, attempting to read his name on the door, and trying to get the image of other naked women out of her head.) 

*ahem*
Oh Swiss-chard ! (She called from the doorway, placing a hand on her curved hip.) I don’t mean to enterupt your lil tickle fest you got going’ out here with these lil girls but- (She smiles raising her hands and twinkling her fingers ) You’re all outta paper towels.

(She let that soak in for second before her eyes went wide with ‘shock’)

Oh weren’t you finished? I just assumed you were considering how bored these girls look. (She smiled sweetly) 

Skwisgaar just blinked. Apparently this girl was going to cause him some trouble. Unfortunately, he had a reputation to manage, so he apologized to the sluts on his lap and sent them away, making sure to send all the other sluts outside and on the floor away as well. He was done for the night. It seemed like he had some other things to deal with. He rolled out of bed and slid on his pants, sans underwear and buckle.

He approached the doorway and stared her right in the face. She was surprisingly tall, he hadn’t seemed to notice before. And curvy. Gorgeous, really. She didn’t look skanky like the majority of the other girls that hung around Skwisgaar.

“Okay, what the fucks does you want with me, lady? And it’s Skwis-gaar. Not Skwis-chard or whatever the fucks you said.” He had both of his hands on his hips and leaned down over her. “You gots some kind of problems, ja? Well you’s gonna get one things straight—” he pointed a finger at her. “Do not. EVER. comes between me and my groupies. Got it?” The lead guitarist hissed.

Oh please.

(She rolled her eyes, swatting his finger out of her face. She just about nearly broke it since he felt the need to wag it in her face.) 

You can take the bass out ya voice cuz you aint’ scaring nobody.

(She huffed. Eyeing him up and down. Despite his attitude and loose grasp on the english language, she had to admit he was pretty damn good looking. Broad shoulders, nice cheekbones. Damn. She did like her some tall me. Just look at her boyfriend. A small smile creeped across her lips. As she imagined what he would do if given the chance. Those Europeans man…she heard they were freaks in the bed. But alas, she wouldn’t give in that easily, considering the fact that eh couldn’t even remember that they had met before. She slid her way past him, ‘accidentally’ brushing against, flinging her hair over her shoulders purposefully to his him across the chest. Her height was only accentuated by her ridiculously high heel that clicked as she made her way across the room.) 

And nothin’ baby…I don’t want a damn thing from you. I really did think this was the bathroom…considering all the bullshit that’s comin’ outta here.

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