*Who: Yax & Evan... oh and some other drunken assholes
*When: Holidays (sorry it's early... Sophie's impatient ;P)
*What: To try and make amends
*Why: Because she'd pissed at him and he doesn't seem to like it
*Rating: NC-17 for sexual and violent themes (Strip club & Drunk Guys)
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Practise Safe Sex and Go F*ck Yourself )
When he was kicked off by somebody else. "Who do you think you are you shithead motherfu--"
He was kicked again, right between the legs. "That's not a way to treat a lady sir.."
The man lunged up to attack the newcomer, but he missed, and the stranger smiled, before throwing him into the wall with ease. Boredom it seemed had given the death eater a very good reason to keep his body fit for the last 2 years, and not to mention--running around the streets of London at night with the good guys on your tail.
Evan Rosier rolled his eyes at the now unconscious drunk, and noticed the others who'd been on looking figured that there was no way they were going near him or the Vixen now.
He knelt down where Yax was laying. "You alright?"
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He told her the truth, as this was indeed true and that it was also very true that he had been unable to sleep for a long time now, but she probably knew that from before they slept together anyway.
"That looks bad, come on let me help you up, atleast"
He knew she was still annoyed at him, but he still wanted to make it up to her. Not that he knew that drunk was awake again--and right behind him with a broken bottle--until the last miniute!
The bottle graxed his cheekbone as he tripped the drunk up and he fell down the stairs in agony. Evan wiped his cheek glaring down rather sadistically before holding out a hand, rather unphazed
"Will your manager mind if I help you into the back?"
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Selena only saw the drunken man a second before Evan did as she was too preoccupied with trying to not have to put weight on her ankle. She winced and jumped a little as the bottle hit Evan, causing her to apply a rather painful pressure to her injured joint. When she was able to over her eyes again the guy was back down and Evans hand was once again being offered to her.
"Probably he's a fucking asshole like everybody else and if he doesn't that big guy over there, CJ, yeah he'll have a big problem. I just want to go to my room."
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Evan knew she'd resisted and she'd bat at him, but he pulled her to her feet tenderly all the same. The drunkard was still unmoving on the stairs and Evan took no noticed.
He looked down her legs are her ankle, though secretly wanting to perve at her, he knew it wasn't the time or place.
"Now, which way?"
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"Fine... oh ow, up... room 16."
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"Don't worry. Room 16--right, which way?" he said, looking round he moved her up the stairs, and then took her into Room 16.
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When they got to the door she finally took out her wand, touching the knob and hearing at least a dozen different locks making themselves useless for her entry. Like she was stupid enough not to take every precaution she could think of. Even her windows were boarded over with magic to keep the boards sturdy and in place, not to mention the back up locks she had for everything for when she was in the small one roomed apartment.
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He took hold of her leg and took off her shoe to check the dammage, removing his wand and started to heal it.
"Now, once this is over, don't stand on it for a while for fuck sake, and I know that you can definately fight back against the manager, but i can make him not bother you myself if you like. Just rest it."
He looked up. "Now, you going to kill because of what i did? Because I know deserve it I know it so...and i know you hate me right now, but please...I really am sorry. I want to make it up to you...
this is not about sex. I didn't come here to sleep with you, I seriously came for a drink."
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"Kill you? I thought you knew torture was more my style. But then again I guess you proved that you don't know me at all."
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"I could've handled him myself, you just wanted a foot in the door. And you can say all the bull shit you like, it wasn't a fucking stupid little mistake! It was intentional and I'm sorry if I'm a little touchy on the subject. If you really want to get into how to be a good friend how about you start by not taking things I've told you, and only fucking you, twisting them around and throwing them in my face!
"Bloody hell.. why can't you see that this isn't about the fucking sex?! It's about you taking advantage of my trust which I happened to stupidly give you blindly."
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He ran a hand through his hair listening to her rant, as bad as his own, man why did he always mention sex, everything just worse after that. He heard angry screams outside, and completely ignored them.
"I am sorry...it was a slip of the tongue. An accident...I seriously am sorry...it wasn't intended to anger or upset you..."
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