IM Rp Log - Roxas, Sora, Olette - PG13
Scene Name: The Unofficial/ Nonjudgmental Breakfast Club II
Rating: PG13
Warnings: questionable content
Couple/Characters involved: Roxas, Sora, and Olette
Short Summary: Yet another meeting of the unofficial/ Nonjudgemental Breakfast Club...let's see what's in store! :D
I've already counted the ceiling tiles in my bedroom, I can't count anything else!'>
On this particular morning, Olette was the first to rise and learned to ignore the cameras as they watched her prepare her usual batch of pancakes and custom syrups (this time peaches and blueberries accompanied strawberry and hot chocolate syrups). However this time, she hadn't been alone because the smell had attracted Roxas to the kitchen.
"How much for your breakfast services?" the blond asked her, and she turned to look at him with a pout on her face.
"You make it sound so dirty." she huffed, making Roxas grin.
"Well...I do bark up both trees." he watched Olette flush, "What? I like sex."
"Dude, I think you lean toward the gay side a bit more than the straight. I think you should be Mister Slutastic too." Olette replied, taking some pancakes off the griddle and putting them on one large plate.
"True....but still! I do adore sex despite having more male partners than female ones."
The smell of Olette's buttery pancakes and homemade syrups, once again, woke Sora up from a dead sleep (or maybe it was the camera in his face) as it had since the first morning the brunette had made her pancakes. Who needed an alarm clock when Olette’s delicious cooking woke him up at a decent hour?
Rolling out of bed, he gave the camera man a look (he was still a little weirded out by being taped all the time...especially when they followed him to the bathroom) before walking to his dresser and grabbing some clothes to throw on over his boxers before he went down to breakfast.
Olette had been serving Roxas when Sora came in and the commotion of more camera men made her look up, "Oh! G'morning Sora! How'd you sleep?"
“Like a rock.” Sora replied sitting down, yawning widely. It had felt like he had only gotten to sleep a few hours ago...okay, so maybe in reality he had. He had gotten back from his date with Demyx a little late last night, then had to rub it in Axel’s face for a few hours before uploading some more pictures from his camera onto his laptop, “How about you two?”
"I splurged and went shopping." Olette replied, walking around the counter to show off her stylish black pumps, the very same she gushed about in one entry.
"...You're actually wearing them now?" Roxas questioned.
"Hey, when you pay six hundred bucks for a pair of pumps, you better wear the hell out of them." Olette replied.
"Well....my night was interesting to say the least." Roxas replied, smirking a little as Olette went back around to make a plate for Sora.
Sora had nearly choked on his own spit when he heard that price, “S-six hundred dollar for shoes?!” He cried. His most prized camera didn’t even cost that much! Well, not him anyway...his mom had bought it for him as a graduation present, but that’s not the point.
He shook his head slowly. Girls and their crazy obsessions, “Interesting?” Sora asked, turning to look at Roxas, “How interesting?”
"...I ran into my ex. We had hot ex sex. It started in an alley." Roxas replied.
Olette blanched a little before choking. Roxas hit her on the back and she swallowed. "In an alleyway?!"
"Hey, hey...no judging!" Roxas reminded her.
"I know but....that's so...kinky!"
Sora snickered softly at that, “Well, I’d certainly say that was interesting.” He replied, turning his attention to his plate of pancakes for a moment, “I suppose I had a fairly interesting night too.” He said after a moment and a mouth full of pancakes.
"Ohhh? What did you do?" Roxas asked.
“Took Demyx out to Club Oblivion.” Sora answered, his lips curving into a grin. Of course, he couldn’t give too much away. Roxas was Demyx’s roommate, after all and he couldn’t risk the cute little blond finding out before he had a chance to steal his virginity.
"You took him to Club Oblivion?" Roxas questioned, "Hey, that's where I lost my virginity actually."
Olette? Broke into a coughing fit again.
Sora had nearly choked on his pancake in his laughter, but managed to get it all down before breaking out into snickers, “Is that so?” He asked, grinning. That had to have been a sigh or something. A sign pointing in the direction of him winning.
"Oh yeah. Once the right music plays and you've got the cash or connections for a VIP room, losing your virginity is a go." Roxas replied.
Olette shook her head, "Oh you guys are crazy..."
"Is this an implication that you, a very attractive business woman are a virgin?" Roxas quipped, watching Olette blush.
Sora grinned, “Are you Olette?” He asked, “Demy could use another virgin to hang out with.” He teased, “Before we corrupt him.” He snickered.
"I'm not a virgin!" Olette blurted a little too loudly, "It's just that no one's ever really asked before, nor was it usually their business. I've had sex a couple times before and you know what? the majority of the times sucked. It gave me a perfect reason to use the 'I've just got too much work going on in my life' excuse."
Sora snickered softly at the brunette’s outburst, “Aw, maybe you just didn’t find the right guy yet...” He paused, blinking, “Or maybe you haven’t found a guy that knew what in the hell he was doing.”
"It could be the latter and not the former." Olette replied. "If you're gonna have sex with me, don't make it all about you. If it's all about you, you might be an insensitive dick."
"....Well, we're not going to be sleeping together any time soon." Roxas joked.
“Girls are icky anyway.” Sora said in a childish voice, stabbing a pancake, “They have cooties.” He added in a matter of factly tone, lifting the fork to his mouth.
"...Well, see if I make you any pancakes anymore." Olette responded.
Sora’s fork dropped to the plate with a noisy clatter, “I was only joking, Olette!” He whined looking at the female in shock, “Not all girls are icky...just some. But, not you. You’re awesome!”
"I dunno...." Olette said, eying Sora warily as if she was contemplating on cooking for him again, when the truth was she was just teasing.
“D’aw, c’mon, Olette! Don’t be like that!” Sora whined, his lower lip stuck out in a pout.
"...Well alright, I'll continue to cook for you in the mornings."
"Since we're on the subject, what made you completely gay?" Roxas asked.
Sora let out a squeal something akin to what you’d hear from a fangirl of a certain silver haired housemate, before diving back into his breakfast. The brunet blinked at the question, his mouth full (giving him time to think up his answer), “I dunno...” He replied, turning to look at the blond thoughtfully, “I guess I just never really liked girls...I dated a girl named Kairi back in high school...but, it was just totally weird. After that, I couldn’t bring myself to date girls anymore.”
He took another bite, “That and guy have better sex drives.” He answered, “And, no pms...” Which would be enough to turn any man gay.
Olette gave him a look, "You're on thin ice mister."
"You just have to find the right girl with a large sex drives. Scorpio women are one example." Roxas added on nonchalantly. "I dated a Scorpio woman once. The sex was hot regardless of location, but the deal breaker was the time she expected me to be the bitch in front of her girlfriends. If you're gonna put me in a show, I'm not being dominated unless I want it."
Sora gave the brown haired woman a pout, unable to speak because his mouth was full of her pancakes. He swallowed his food, "I was teasing?" He offered, giving the girl a sheepish smile before looking over at the blond as he spoke. He blinked, "But, you look like you'd bottom..." He replied after Roxas was finished speaking.
"I switch between the two. I like topping more however." Roxas pointed out matter of factly. "Topping on the bottom is good too. You know...getting to control the way they move, getting to see them in motion."
Sora blinked before giving a shrug, "I always liked to bottom more." He said, returning his attention to his plate, "It's a lot less work." He added with a snicker.
"Lazy." Olette and Roxas responded.
Olette reached for he syrup again, "I've always been on the bottom. Guys and their egos. They didn't bother to even consider making me feel good. They came, collapsed on me and I could only look at the ceiling and wonder if I faxed papers on time."
"....Damn, those guys must've sucked." Roxas replied.
Sora snorted with laughter at the accusation, though it was partially if not mostly true, "We're going to have to find you a really good fuck, Olette." The brunet said in a matter of factly tone, waving his fork at the girl, "One that won't make you think about the timing of your faxes."
"..They sucked, and treated my boobs like disposable toys. Hi, I have to go to work with them the next day! They're not detachable!" Olette huffed, "And yes, you're going to have to find me one. A good one."
"I've already counted the ceiling tiles in my bedroom, I can't count anything else!"
Sora couldn't even take a bite because he was laughing so hard, after he had calmed down and took the last bite of his food, "I think all of us should go out one night to do just that!" He offered, looking over at Roxas, "Didn't you say you Djed at a club?" He asked.
"Get a mirror on your ceiling." Roxas suggested.
"So I can look at my not so pleased face? That's genius." Olette replied, poking at her pancakes.
Roxas turned to look at Sora and gave a nod. "Yeah. Club Mercury."
“We should go.” Sora said in a matter of factly tone of voice, adding an extra nod, “Find Olette a good fuck buddy.”
"It's another reason why I pushed myself into my work full force." Olette replied off handedly before looking at Sora. "Oh, you're too kind."
"Well, I'm working tonight as usual. It's free drinks until one am." Roxas replied.
“Or we could always go shopping for a vibrater.” Sora offered, teasing of course, before he looked over at Roxas, grabbing his own plate as he stood, “Well, I there whether Olette comes or not. I could use a few drinks.”
"You mean a new one?" Olette replied, "If you're willing."
Sora shrugged, “Wouldn’t be the first time.” He replied, “Though...the last time wasn’t for a girl...” He paused, looking at the camera’s, deciding not to elaborate on that anymore.
Roxas chuckled, "Ohhhhh!! Someone's a freak!"
Sora snickered, “Maybe so.” He replied.
"And those free drinks sound great. I'll be there at eleven thirty." Olette replied.
"Good. Give my name to the bouncer and he should let you guys in no problem." Roxas said, finishing off his plate.
Sora nodded as he walked over to the sink, rinsing off his plate before putting it in the dish washer, “Will do.” The brunet chirped.
"Mmm, wash all of them, you were last one in here." Olette pointed out, adding her dishes to the dishwasher, and Roxas added his.
"So it's settled. We're going out to get drinks, and Olette a fuckbuddy!" Roxas teased.
A pout crossed Sora’s features, but he didn’t protest. Not when the girl could refuse him pancakes, “Sounds like a plan.” The brown haired male said looking at the pair over his shoulder.
Olette laughed a little, walking toward the exit, one of the cameramen following her as Roxas watched.
"Oh, you should score somebody with those shoes." he chuckled. "See you later tonight you two."
Rating: PG13
Warnings: questionable content
Couple/Characters involved: Roxas, Sora, and Olette
Short Summary: Yet another meeting of the unofficial/ Nonjudgemental Breakfast Club...let's see what's in store! :D
I've already counted the ceiling tiles in my bedroom, I can't count anything else!'>
On this particular morning, Olette was the first to rise and learned to ignore the cameras as they watched her prepare her usual batch of pancakes and custom syrups (this time peaches and blueberries accompanied strawberry and hot chocolate syrups). However this time, she hadn't been alone because the smell had attracted Roxas to the kitchen.
"How much for your breakfast services?" the blond asked her, and she turned to look at him with a pout on her face.
"You make it sound so dirty." she huffed, making Roxas grin.
"Well...I do bark up both trees." he watched Olette flush, "What? I like sex."
"Dude, I think you lean toward the gay side a bit more than the straight. I think you should be Mister Slutastic too." Olette replied, taking some pancakes off the griddle and putting them on one large plate.
"True....but still! I do adore sex despite having more male partners than female ones."
The smell of Olette's buttery pancakes and homemade syrups, once again, woke Sora up from a dead sleep (or maybe it was the camera in his face) as it had since the first morning the brunette had made her pancakes. Who needed an alarm clock when Olette’s delicious cooking woke him up at a decent hour?
Rolling out of bed, he gave the camera man a look (he was still a little weirded out by being taped all the time...especially when they followed him to the bathroom) before walking to his dresser and grabbing some clothes to throw on over his boxers before he went down to breakfast.
Olette had been serving Roxas when Sora came in and the commotion of more camera men made her look up, "Oh! G'morning Sora! How'd you sleep?"
“Like a rock.” Sora replied sitting down, yawning widely. It had felt like he had only gotten to sleep a few hours ago...okay, so maybe in reality he had. He had gotten back from his date with Demyx a little late last night, then had to rub it in Axel’s face for a few hours before uploading some more pictures from his camera onto his laptop, “How about you two?”
"I splurged and went shopping." Olette replied, walking around the counter to show off her stylish black pumps, the very same she gushed about in one entry.
"...You're actually wearing them now?" Roxas questioned.
"Hey, when you pay six hundred bucks for a pair of pumps, you better wear the hell out of them." Olette replied.
"Well....my night was interesting to say the least." Roxas replied, smirking a little as Olette went back around to make a plate for Sora.
Sora had nearly choked on his own spit when he heard that price, “S-six hundred dollar for shoes?!” He cried. His most prized camera didn’t even cost that much! Well, not him anyway...his mom had bought it for him as a graduation present, but that’s not the point.
He shook his head slowly. Girls and their crazy obsessions, “Interesting?” Sora asked, turning to look at Roxas, “How interesting?”
"...I ran into my ex. We had hot ex sex. It started in an alley." Roxas replied.
Olette blanched a little before choking. Roxas hit her on the back and she swallowed. "In an alleyway?!"
"Hey, hey...no judging!" Roxas reminded her.
"I know but....that's so...kinky!"
Sora snickered softly at that, “Well, I’d certainly say that was interesting.” He replied, turning his attention to his plate of pancakes for a moment, “I suppose I had a fairly interesting night too.” He said after a moment and a mouth full of pancakes.
"Ohhh? What did you do?" Roxas asked.
“Took Demyx out to Club Oblivion.” Sora answered, his lips curving into a grin. Of course, he couldn’t give too much away. Roxas was Demyx’s roommate, after all and he couldn’t risk the cute little blond finding out before he had a chance to steal his virginity.
"You took him to Club Oblivion?" Roxas questioned, "Hey, that's where I lost my virginity actually."
Olette? Broke into a coughing fit again.
Sora had nearly choked on his pancake in his laughter, but managed to get it all down before breaking out into snickers, “Is that so?” He asked, grinning. That had to have been a sigh or something. A sign pointing in the direction of him winning.
"Oh yeah. Once the right music plays and you've got the cash or connections for a VIP room, losing your virginity is a go." Roxas replied.
Olette shook her head, "Oh you guys are crazy..."
"Is this an implication that you, a very attractive business woman are a virgin?" Roxas quipped, watching Olette blush.
Sora grinned, “Are you Olette?” He asked, “Demy could use another virgin to hang out with.” He teased, “Before we corrupt him.” He snickered.
"I'm not a virgin!" Olette blurted a little too loudly, "It's just that no one's ever really asked before, nor was it usually their business. I've had sex a couple times before and you know what? the majority of the times sucked. It gave me a perfect reason to use the 'I've just got too much work going on in my life' excuse."
Sora snickered softly at the brunette’s outburst, “Aw, maybe you just didn’t find the right guy yet...” He paused, blinking, “Or maybe you haven’t found a guy that knew what in the hell he was doing.”
"It could be the latter and not the former." Olette replied. "If you're gonna have sex with me, don't make it all about you. If it's all about you, you might be an insensitive dick."
"....Well, we're not going to be sleeping together any time soon." Roxas joked.
“Girls are icky anyway.” Sora said in a childish voice, stabbing a pancake, “They have cooties.” He added in a matter of factly tone, lifting the fork to his mouth.
"...Well, see if I make you any pancakes anymore." Olette responded.
Sora’s fork dropped to the plate with a noisy clatter, “I was only joking, Olette!” He whined looking at the female in shock, “Not all girls are icky...just some. But, not you. You’re awesome!”
"I dunno...." Olette said, eying Sora warily as if she was contemplating on cooking for him again, when the truth was she was just teasing.
“D’aw, c’mon, Olette! Don’t be like that!” Sora whined, his lower lip stuck out in a pout.
"...Well alright, I'll continue to cook for you in the mornings."
"Since we're on the subject, what made you completely gay?" Roxas asked.
Sora let out a squeal something akin to what you’d hear from a fangirl of a certain silver haired housemate, before diving back into his breakfast. The brunet blinked at the question, his mouth full (giving him time to think up his answer), “I dunno...” He replied, turning to look at the blond thoughtfully, “I guess I just never really liked girls...I dated a girl named Kairi back in high school...but, it was just totally weird. After that, I couldn’t bring myself to date girls anymore.”
He took another bite, “That and guy have better sex drives.” He answered, “And, no pms...” Which would be enough to turn any man gay.
Olette gave him a look, "You're on thin ice mister."
"You just have to find the right girl with a large sex drives. Scorpio women are one example." Roxas added on nonchalantly. "I dated a Scorpio woman once. The sex was hot regardless of location, but the deal breaker was the time she expected me to be the bitch in front of her girlfriends. If you're gonna put me in a show, I'm not being dominated unless I want it."
Sora gave the brown haired woman a pout, unable to speak because his mouth was full of her pancakes. He swallowed his food, "I was teasing?" He offered, giving the girl a sheepish smile before looking over at the blond as he spoke. He blinked, "But, you look like you'd bottom..." He replied after Roxas was finished speaking.
"I switch between the two. I like topping more however." Roxas pointed out matter of factly. "Topping on the bottom is good too. You know...getting to control the way they move, getting to see them in motion."
Sora blinked before giving a shrug, "I always liked to bottom more." He said, returning his attention to his plate, "It's a lot less work." He added with a snicker.
"Lazy." Olette and Roxas responded.
Olette reached for he syrup again, "I've always been on the bottom. Guys and their egos. They didn't bother to even consider making me feel good. They came, collapsed on me and I could only look at the ceiling and wonder if I faxed papers on time."
"....Damn, those guys must've sucked." Roxas replied.
Sora snorted with laughter at the accusation, though it was partially if not mostly true, "We're going to have to find you a really good fuck, Olette." The brunet said in a matter of factly tone, waving his fork at the girl, "One that won't make you think about the timing of your faxes."
"..They sucked, and treated my boobs like disposable toys. Hi, I have to go to work with them the next day! They're not detachable!" Olette huffed, "And yes, you're going to have to find me one. A good one."
"I've already counted the ceiling tiles in my bedroom, I can't count anything else!"
Sora couldn't even take a bite because he was laughing so hard, after he had calmed down and took the last bite of his food, "I think all of us should go out one night to do just that!" He offered, looking over at Roxas, "Didn't you say you Djed at a club?" He asked.
"Get a mirror on your ceiling." Roxas suggested.
"So I can look at my not so pleased face? That's genius." Olette replied, poking at her pancakes.
Roxas turned to look at Sora and gave a nod. "Yeah. Club Mercury."
“We should go.” Sora said in a matter of factly tone of voice, adding an extra nod, “Find Olette a good fuck buddy.”
"It's another reason why I pushed myself into my work full force." Olette replied off handedly before looking at Sora. "Oh, you're too kind."
"Well, I'm working tonight as usual. It's free drinks until one am." Roxas replied.
“Or we could always go shopping for a vibrater.” Sora offered, teasing of course, before he looked over at Roxas, grabbing his own plate as he stood, “Well, I there whether Olette comes or not. I could use a few drinks.”
"You mean a new one?" Olette replied, "If you're willing."
Sora shrugged, “Wouldn’t be the first time.” He replied, “Though...the last time wasn’t for a girl...” He paused, looking at the camera’s, deciding not to elaborate on that anymore.
Roxas chuckled, "Ohhhhh!! Someone's a freak!"
Sora snickered, “Maybe so.” He replied.
"And those free drinks sound great. I'll be there at eleven thirty." Olette replied.
"Good. Give my name to the bouncer and he should let you guys in no problem." Roxas said, finishing off his plate.
Sora nodded as he walked over to the sink, rinsing off his plate before putting it in the dish washer, “Will do.” The brunet chirped.
"Mmm, wash all of them, you were last one in here." Olette pointed out, adding her dishes to the dishwasher, and Roxas added his.
"So it's settled. We're going out to get drinks, and Olette a fuckbuddy!" Roxas teased.
A pout crossed Sora’s features, but he didn’t protest. Not when the girl could refuse him pancakes, “Sounds like a plan.” The brown haired male said looking at the pair over his shoulder.
Olette laughed a little, walking toward the exit, one of the cameramen following her as Roxas watched.
"Oh, you should score somebody with those shoes." he chuckled. "See you later tonight you two."