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tag: Felix words: 545 notes: The desperation is real.
Felix was feeling particularly irritable today, or at least after she had made that verbal mistake. After the teasing in the office, it had been somewhat miserable. She wanted him, and he knew it. He was intent on using that against her, quite possibly for the entire night. Vivian didn't exactly like that plan, considering she was already worked up enough to begin with. She wanted to spend a lovely time eating take out food after he'd thoroughly fucked her. They could curl up in each others arms, either on the couch or in her bed, watch Netflix on her PC between make out sessions and full on sex. Vivian didn't feel like going out tonight anymore, not with that image stuck in her head, making her feel all warm and fuzzy. The problem would be convincing Felix that her idea was clearly the superior one. Sure, they could go out tonight, and he could spend the entire evening messing with her head. But where was the fun with that where he could spend the entire night proving his superiority to her over and over again...and freak out her neighbors all at once? Plus it would garner them more time alone, where he could cuddle, and they could spoon.
It didn't take long for them to drive to her home, so she could change out of her work clothes, and he could get Tary comfortable. The dog probably wouldn't enjoy being left alone, but the dog liked her house good enough. Vivian allowed her up on the bed when she wanted, and on the couch so long as her claws were clipped so the couch would get any punctures. She kept dog treats, and had a fresh bowl of water for her. Felix had initially teased her, as to ride with her, before taking his own car. Vivian had spent most of the ride plotting against Felix. She would have her revenge, and it would be amazing. She smirked to herself as she walked to the front door, giving him a nod for him to enter first. Once he and the dog had entered, she came in behind them, closing and locking the door out of habit. "I just need to change, then we can go," she told him, gesturing for him to get comfortable.
She wondered if he caught onto her little warning, but didn't particularly care. The female slid out of her shoes, kicking them off of her feet. The blonde lifted her shirt off of her form, resisting the urge to smirk at him. Lazily she took a few steps to move past the couch where he was sitting. She paused to bend over, sliding her skirt down her legs, smirking to herself. She knew that it was likely that he would just look away, but she was going to tempt him with her scarcely covered backside anyways. Slowly she stood up and padded over to the couch, pulling her hair out of her bun, letting the long blonde tresses cascade down her shoulders. She shifted to straddle him, making herself comfortable, her hands going around her back to play with the hooks of her bra. "Do you think I need this? Or should I put on a more...supporting bra?"
NOTES: Is it bad I totally forgot why he's 'upset' with her? xD Also, Jennfan service xD Next post will be longer again
The face Vivian made when she realized that no, he wasn't actually driving to her place with her was nearly priceless, although it did severely test his self control not to step in and take his advantage of her. With her. However you put it. Instead, he had demurely followed her car, Tary throwing him glances every now and then as he fidgeted. He was, by now, regretting his choice of fairly tight pants, if he were honest.
It may have even made him a little crotchety when he stepped out of the car at her place, waiting for Salutary to exit the vehicle as well before he locked it and, after a moment's thought, didn't pocket the keys. Bound to get even more uncomfortable, right? So he dropped them on the table in the hall, right next to Tary's leash and collar. The dog bounded into the living room, happy with her freedom, and Felix followed at a more sedate pace, perching at the edge of the couch as he showered attention on the dog at first, both because it was a habit of theirs, and as a way to keep his eyes off Vivian's scarcely clad behind. It didn't work for very long - Vivian didn't do 'ignored' very well, but it was fun while it lasted, and at least he wouldn't feel guilty for virtually ignoring his dog for the rest of the night.
When he saw Tary look elsewhere, he figured Vivian was coming towards them, so he sat up and sprawled comfortably, slowly unbuttoning his checked shirt. Dress shirts and button downs weren't his favourite, but like so many men he simply wore a normal tee underneath it. Contrary to the majority of the male population with their white tee's, he wore a midnight blue modest v-neck nearly the exact hue of his pants that was tight in all the right places. He didn't yet strip off the button down, though, instead spreading his legs slightly to accomodate himself and disrupt Vivian a little as he cast an appraising glance at her before nodding, even managing to look at least moderately serious as he did so.
tag: Felix words: 462 notes: She's upset now. GG Felix. I feel like she's over-reacting but yeah. She has a lot of issues that she hasn't dealt with at all. <<
He was ignoring her.
It was clear now so before, as she settled on his lap, avoiding looking at her for the most part. When he did there was no reaction, just a nod to confirm he had heard her and was answering her. It wasn't the response she wanted. Slowly her fingers fiddled with the bra strap, before they fell away, unable to complete her task. She stared at him for several moments, an array of emotions flickering over her face as she struggled to come to terms with exactly what she was feeling at the moment. There was anger, of course, but it was outweighed by the hurt she felt at being ignored. Hadn't he played with her enough already? He knew she hated being ignored, and it wasn't entirely based on some stupid need to be the center of his attention, though it was a part of it. The larger half was it forced her back into the mind of herself as a teenager, when she had been desperate to get some sort of acknowledgement from her parents that she was as good as her brother. None had ever come, nor would it.
Her stomach dropped, uncomfortable. "Never mind," she whispered, eyes closing for a moment to try and gain control over herself long enough to leave. She stood up, not bothering to grab her clothes, and retreated to her bedroom wordlessly. She slammed the door behind her, knowing that despite the fact he couldn't hear it, his dog could. She didn't bother locking the door behind her despite being tempted, figuring he'd just leave her here the rest of the night to sulk, not understanding or caring why she was upset. For a moment she leaned against the door, trying to ignore the feeling of her chest tightening and how hard it was for her to breathe. This was stupid. Felix was just being his normal, stupid, self. It was nothing to get upset over. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the voice in her head that whispered that he was ignoring her because she wasn't good enough. That he'd probably found someone else. That he never even liked her in the first place. He was the broken thing, and she still wasn't good enough.
She padded over to her bed, climbing in silently, and proceeded to curl up in a ball under the comforter. Her head rest on the pillows, dragging the blanket up to her head, to cover her ears and the backside of her hair. Tears slid from her eyes, and she pawed at them with the blanket for a few moments before giving up.