Mission Accomplished | RP with notskywalker

[prvdsrhythm]

Benny stroked his hand down Jules' back and smiled. She was sound asleep while for once he was the one that was wide awake. Normally he'd be passed out after three decent fucks in a row, but not tonight. He leaned in to kiss her temple before he slipped out of her bed and searched for his cell in the back of his jeans. He scratched his stomach as

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[notskywalker]

Luke waved to the two of his barman that were trying to set up the four new mic stands they'd just brought back from the music store. "No, no, no! Fuck. That's too high. Who the fuck do you think is singing at them? The Terminator? Jeez. Don't about eight inches on each."

He bounded over to the bar and snapped up his cell phone that was trilling to answer it. "Luke Jackson," he answered.

[prvdsrhythm]

"I'm naked and sitting in the most beautiful girl's apartment," Benny announced without so much as a 'hello'.

[notskywalker]

Luke snorted. "Sure you are, mate," he said sceptically.

[prvdsrhythm]

"I am! Dude, she accosted me in Wal-Mart. Remind me to send them a thank you card. We've been naked and screwing ever since."

Benny stood up and crept back into Jules' bedroom. He took the phone away from his ear, and snapped a quick photo of the sleeping beauty. He didn't include any of the good bits of course. Luke wasn't allowed to see. He sent the picture to his friend, and brought the phone back to his ear.

"Don't make me send you a photo of my crotch as well, bro. Because I will."

[notskywalker]

Luke took the phone from his ear to receive the picture message. His eyebrows shot up. "Fuck mate! How the fuck did you manage that?! Walmart?! I want details!"

[prvdsrhythm]

The drummer sniggered as he left Jules snoring softly. After caressing her perfect ass, of course. "I went to get jocks like I said. She came up the aisle and offered to kiss my ass. She was that pinch and run nurse. Dude, it was fucking awesome. She showed me her breasts and everything. Then grabbed me and dragged me into the changerooms. Hard, and deep against the wall, man. She was so hot for me."

[notskywalker]

Luke listened, shaking his head in disbelief. "Sure this isn't one of your fantasies, man?" he laughed. "Can you still walk?"

[prvdsrhythm]

"Fuck, I hope not. I'll pretty pissed if I wake up and she's not real. Dude, she's amazing. I think I'm in love." He rubbed his hand against his thigh, and chuckled. "Just."

[notskywalker]

Luke whistled. "Benny Taylor, smitten. Do I need to mark this International Benny's Dick Day? Did you actually catch her name or was this a one off?" he asked.

[prvdsrhythm]

"I'll be sure to tie a ribbon around it. Does it get a parade, as well?" He ran his hand through his blond hair and smiled. "Yeah, man. Only that was after the orgasm. Jules Bailey."

[notskywalker]

"And this was all because she liked your arse? Shit, I'm so becoming a nudist. You've advanced beyond Go, collected the two hundred bucks and still plugging on again. I'm stuck on the free parking space with absolutely no prospects at all. I asked this chick out and she flat out turned me down. I'm fucking jealous," he laughed.

[prvdsrhythm]

"I wasn't even nude when she pinched it the first time. Maybe you're just not showing it off properly, dude. And don't knock being a nudist. I fucking love being naked. Why'd she turn you down? If I was a chick, I'd do you."

[notskywalker]

Luke groaned and sat on one of the bar stool. "I really don't know. She hates horses, apparently. There were no horses in sight but, fuck."

[prvdsrhythm]

"She won't go out with you because she hates Mr. Ed? What the fuck, bro." Benny frowned as he tried to work out what that was even supposed to mean. "You dug her, huh?"

[notskywalker]

"Shit yeah. She was my type, mate. My type. Your type hardly ever fucking comes along. It's just like a fairy story. And she sung with me. I thought things were going sweet, then she just cut me off. Probably thought I was too pushy."

[prvdsrhythm]

"Oh fuck, that just blows," Benny sympathised. He turned his head to look back into the bedroom and smiled. Benny hadn't really thought of himself as having a type, but if he did... "I think my type's asleep in that bed. Can't believe yours just cut you down like that. That's fucking harsh, bro. She was musical?"