Time to Partay-hay-hay! [Gavin]

[GAVIN BROOKS]

"You sir, are good at your job. This is delicious." He smirked and threw a wink her way, bracing himself wide on the bar as she sipped the drink. He would need to weasel a few sips from her, which would probably be better for her in the long run anyway since she might pass out from all the booze. "You should be a chef. A drink chef." He laughed and gave her a funny look. "I am.. that's called being a bartender, baby." He teased reaching over and taking her glass and taking a deep sip from it. He didn't even care if Kevin saw him anymore.

She was asking about him and he thought about it for a moment. "Hmm... I sleep? Uhh.. I'm sort of a bum." He laughed and shrugged, knowing that didn't really turn women on. "I actually quit my day job to become a bartender. Was making quadruple what I make here, but wanted to kill myself. Had the cushy job, my own cubicle, fiance... my whole life was planned and then I just.. I dunno. I wasn't ready to grow up. Plus my fiance, as beautiful as she was, was sort of on the controlling side and she had this whole big future planned for us. House, kids, soccer mom van.. I just wanted to take my time and she was all I'm not getting any younger! It's like, whoa baby we're like twenty two!" He shook his head. "I dunno.. I'm not against monogamy. I think it's fucking awesome but I wasn't ready for that life."

Gavin reached over and sipped her drink again. "Look at me, spilling my drunk guts. Your turn. Spill, baby... tell me all about your sexy self and leave nothing out. I like to know the girls I plan on asking to come home with me." He threw a wink her way, smiling wide. There was definitely no denying he wanted her to come home with him and if he could hold her there for another twenty some minutes, he would have her eating out of the palm of his hand. Gavin liked the thought of it; Ella was fine and he had every intention of having a fine three days holed up with her in bed, having a fan-fucking-tastic time! literally..

[ellabell]

"I am.. that's called being a bartender, baby." She thought about that for a second then burst out laughing, "Oh. Right. I guess that's why." She snorted and took another sip of her drink, letting him take sips of his own. She could be a good sharer, when the sharee was this attractive, and just getting sexier by the sip.

"Hmm... I sleep? Uhh.. I'm sort of a bum." Okay, well a little bit less attractive. Ella ain't gon' be no one's suga mama, that was fosho. But then he got real with her, telling her about his life before working at the Jack Kit, and she couldn't help but feel for the guy.

"That must have been rough. It's hard when the world keeps moving forward, but you're standing there, stationary. That's for sure." She had been listening intently and had a lopsided frown the entire time, at one point even reached out to touch his arm, comfortingly. Her hand stayed there until he asked her about herself.

"For someone who just called himself a bum, you're getting a little ahead of yourself, don't you think?" She said lightly, obviously joking. She wasn't going to confirm or deny that she was going home with him. She was just gonna let it riiiiide and enjoy his attention.

"I grew up in a commune sort of community not far from here. Everyone knew each other, and everyone was all UP in everyone else's buisness. Eventually, people in my family always travel to become more... worldly, I guess. So I followed suit. I've been all over the world, learning to speak all sorts of languages-- français, Deutsch, italiano, and others. After doing all that, it's hard for... people like me to stay in one place for a long time. Kind of impossible really." She sighed, thinking about how much longer she could stay in Scriptor Bay before people would start to realize that she didn't age properly. She'd have to just leave Bird Food, her friends, everything. She didn't want to think about it though.

"I have this crazy Catholic mother who has certain plans for my future, and a dad who tries to tame the beast that is Mama Bell, but even though he's more sane than her, I think deep down he wants the same things for me. It's just too bad that I don't have the same ideas for what I want. But maybe I just don't know what it is that I want yet." She paused, letting that hang in the air for a minute, but then let out a breath of laughter, "For tonight though, I think I'm just going to ride the breeze. I'll let you man the sails though."

[GAVIN BROOKS]

"That must have been rough. It's hard when the world keeps moving forward, but you're standing there, stationary. That's for sure." He threw his hands up before bursting out with his little "Exactly!" She got it. The world was passing him by and he was just stuck in a rut. A rut of wedding plans and spreadsheets and all sorts of shit he just didn't care about.

When she asked if he was getting ahead of himself he wrinkled his nose and waved it off like it was no big deal. "Naw, baby.. it's all good." He teased, giving her a large grin afterwards and watching her sip her drink. He felt himself get giddy, though maybe a little guilty, as she drank it down. He leaned over and took a sip from the drink with one of the little red straws as she started telling him about herself.

"I grew up in a commune sort of community not far from here. Everyone knew each other, and everyone was all UP in everyone else's business." He listened and smiled as she spoke. She seemed more interesting than Abby even! Different languages? She only knew one other one. He was definitely going to ask her to speak to him in other languages, and he already knew one the potion kicked in he would be all about listening to her tell him stories about her travels. Hell, if things worked out in his favor he might keep slipping her some potion every few days to keep it up. He wondered how long it would last. He had enough for maybe a month or so. Maybe more? What if they only had like two drops? Would it be enough? Was that really mean? Forcing her to love him? Maybe if he drugged himself and her enough the effects would just stick!

"But maybe I just don't know what it is that I want yet." Gavin watched her, his eyes locked on hers as she paused there. Me, he thought. "For tonight though, I think I'm just going to ride the breeze. I'll let you man the sails though." He grinned mischievously. "I'm very good at manning sails." He offered with a nod, folding his arms on the counter and leaning in close. "You know what? I bet I could charm the pants of your mama." He suggested. "I'm very good with older women." He paused for a second and furrowed his brows before shaking his head. "Not like that... I mean, they just like me. My friends moms always loved me. My exes mom was nuts about me! Not to blow smoke up my own ass, but I'm a catch, baby. You'll see, I'll show you." He offered a wink and pushed her drink closer. "I think the winds might be blowing your sails to my place." His smile was wide and charming, his eyes pleading and playful at the same time.

[ellabell]

"You know what? I bet I could charm the pants of your mama." As he leaned in closer, she reciprocated, so that there was only the tiniest bits of space between their noses. Someone who could charm the pants off Mama? That may be the sexiest thing anyone has ever said. NO ONE charms the pants off Mama. Not even Papa Bell.

"As strange as it may sound, I think that turns me on." She laughed, and then burst out even harder, when he fumbled over his choice of words. She thought of the horror that would spread across her mother's face if Gavin ever met her and flirted with her. She'd probably pull out the frying pan and chase him around the house with it. Maybe she WOULD introduce him to Mama, just so she and Daddy could sit back and crack up together.

She took another large swig of her drink. At this point, she didn't even think she could walk to her car. Or stand in order to walk to her car. But it was hard to think about the end of the evening when she was so close to Gavin. Their lips were so close, and if she just scooted a liiittle bit closer, she could be kissing him. That thought brought some butterflies to her stomach. How did she get so lucky as to be able to spend all of this time with such an... appealing guy?

"I think the winds might be blowing your sails to my place." She looked down at his lips as he spoke, then at the last second her attention flashed back to his warm, chocolaty brown eyes. He really WAS the most attractive guy she'd seen in God knows how long... and he was so sweet, opening up to her before... and yeah, he wasn't an Avisaille, but it was just one night. And a forty-six year old was MORE than ready to lose her virginity. She couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy thinking that it was him she'd be giving it to.

She sucked down on her straw, drawing up the majority of what was left in her enormous cup.

Ella leaned forward just a couple of inches, letting her lips connect with his. She lingered for a second before moving her mouth to brush lightly over his ear as she spoke. "It would just be silly to try to argue with the wind, wouldn't it?"

[GAVIN BROOKS]

He couldn't help gazing at her as she got extra close, chewing on the inside of his bottom lip. He'd thought they were brown but on closer observation he saw clear traces of green around the brown centers. They were beautiful.. she was beautiful... As he thought about how pretty she was, he was aware the potion was probably starting to take affect. He didn't often notice feature in a woman, but he was suddenly taking great care to absorb her like a sponge. He even noticed the light splatter of freckles that graced the bridge of her nose, and couldn't help thinking how sexy and cute it was.

Gavin felt butterflies as she leaned in, closing the gap between them and kissing him. It was every bit as phenomenal as he'd hoped it would be and he pressed forward more, kissing her with passion and desire before she pulled away, her face coming close to his ear. "It would just be silly to try to argue with the wind, wouldn't it?" He cleared his throat and gave a gentle head nod. "Yes." He said gently. "No one ever wins in a battle against the wind.

Gavin gulped as she pulled back, wanting to kiss her again. "I think the responsible thing to do would be to take you home, Miss Bell. It would be a real shame if something were to happen to you and it would be very irresponsible of me to allow you to go home unsupervised. You had way too much to drink tonight." He gave a grave nod and backed up. "You stay put, I'm gonna go tell the lacky I'm heading out early. To be responsible." He smirked knowing he was being anything but, but the place was dead and it wasn't like they needed to do much stock or cleaning. The likelihood of a rush coming in was next to nil and they were only open for another hour and a half anyway. Kevin could hold down the fort no problem.

Gavin filled a glass with water and slid it to Ella before moving out from behind the counter and heading to Kevin. The boy was obviously pissed off but in the end told him just to go on home and that he better be there on time tomorrow. Kevin wasn't such a bad guy. Not really..

Gavin made his way back to Ella, sliding his hands onto her hips from behind. "Can you walk out of here, beautiful? Or do I need to carry you?" He asked, fighting the urge to bury his face in her sexy neck. Her hair was incredible... everything about her was incredible! "We're gonna need to hail a cab."

[ellabell]

Ella sat on her stool, still relishing how his mouth felt against her own. His lips were softer than she'd expected and his bottom lip was much fuller than the one above it. It practically begged to be nibbled on. His facial hair had scratched lightly across her cheeks and chin, and now, she lifted her hand to her face, feeling where it had once brushed against her. That had been the most delicious experience in her entire life. It practically blew her mind knowing there was more, and far better things to come that evening.

"I think the responsible thing to do would be to take you home, Miss Bell. It would be a real shame if something were to happen to you and it would be very irresponsible of me to allow you to go home unsupervised. You had way too much to drink tonight." Before when he'd called her Miss Bell, she'd told him that it made her feel like a spinster... now, it sounded oh so sweet rolling off his tongue. She could have spent hours just having him whisper her name in her ear. Ella couldn't wait to hear it again. She cleared her throat, unsure if she'd be able to form proper sentences, "Yes, I'd feel MUCH better if I had you looking after me."

She watched him walk away from her to tell his coworker he'd be heading off early. It was like her heart had a string wrapped around it, and that string had attached itself to Gavin. The farther away he went, the more strain she felt around it. She needed him to come back, and wrap her up in his arms.

Finally, he came back towards her, and her smile was huge and genuine when he put his hands on her hips. A shiver ran up her spine, and she turned on her stool to face him, getting a close look of his face, taking in everything from his sweet puppy dog eyes, to the tiny mole just under them. Before answering him, she grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him against her, planting a kiss on him with her mouth parted. God, she wanted him. But it was more than that. It was something she'd never felt before but now that it was present, it felt so natural and so simply GOOD. She couldn't put her finger on it just yet. She pulled away momentarily, before deciding that she wasn't done. He was just so wonderful to kiss! This one was a little shorter than the first, but just as passionate.

"You're going to have to carry me." Her eyes slid over his broad chest, and his toned arms. She ran a hand over one of his biceps. She just loved touching him! Any contact was like electricity running through her body, "but I don't think that'll be a problem for you." She was all but ready to jump into his arms to be whisked away to what was bound to be the best night of her life. She just wished she'd thought to bring a mixed CD of all the boy band songs she'd planned to lose her V-Card to.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

When she turned in his arms he couldn't help the smile that slid over his face. It was small at first and then widened and became more genuine. She truly was beautiful.. He felt content with this feeling, knowing it would only get stronger as the night grew on. He liked feeling so close to this woman he barely knew. Before he could think to say or do anything else, completely captivated by her beauty, she was grabbing him and pulling him towards her. He surrendered easily, groaning into her lips as she kissed him hard and passionately. Yep.. yep this was definitely on.

She pulled away and he was left panting, hungry for more. His eyes were soft but hungry as the gazed into hers, but it appeared she wasn't done with him yet and her lips came to his once more. Gavin wrapped his arms around her, nestling between her legs as he allowed himself to get carried away with her lips, forgetting entirely about the bar around him. If Kit were there he would have clobbered him on the head with a bottle or something, but Kit wasn't there. Practically NOBODY was there!

"You're going to have to carry me, but I don't think that'll be a problem for you." She was running her hands over him and he could feel the heat pressing through his shirt. Could he make it home? "Definitely not a problem." He told her, kissing her again as his arms wrapped around her and slid down to her ass, gliding beneath and hoisting her up off the stool and into his arms, her torso pressed to his. "Hold on." He laughed, kissing her again before pulling his face away from her lips so he could watch where he was going over her shoulder.

Once outside he waited to see a cab and then hailed it, kissing her here and there as they waited. Once the yellow cab stopped he placed her down, still holding her close. "Careful, now.." He teased, helping her into the vehicle before sliding in beside her. He offered the driver his address and then immediately slid his hand onto Ella's face, bringing it close so he could kiss her once more. "I don't think I've ever met someone so beautiful.." He offered and at that moment he felt it was truth. No one could live up to Ella, just like no one had been able to live up to Abby. His hand moved to her knee and then slid to her thigh. "I'm going to be the best designated friend you ever had." He promised with a chuckle, kissing her hard once more.

[ellabell]

God, it felt good to be wrapped up in his arms. When he stopped kissing her to watch where they were going, she took over the task, kissing his neck and chin and wherever else she could get her lips on. She felt like she couldn't get close enough to him even when they were pressed together, and her legs were wrapped around his torso.

All of a sudden, they were in the cab. She'd barely noticed the transition until she was apart from Gavin. She watched him as, he slid in next to her, scootching closer when he was situated. The feelings of want for him that had been so animalistic in her body cooled down momentarily with this kiss, and his words. "I don't think I've ever met someone so beautiful.." Those were the sweetest words she'd ever heard, and she let them fill her up, making her feel like the most radiant being around. SHE WAS A GODDESS. But only because he was there to be her sexy man god.

She held her breath for a moment, feeling his hand slide up her leg. Where is hand had touched felt like there was a trail of fire that seemed to slowly spread over the totality of her body.

"I'm going to be the best designated friend you ever had." She kissed him back, smiling throughout it. Once they parted, she responded, "You're the only designated friend I've ever had, so it's not a hard thing to be." She hadn't bothered with her seat belt before-- a very non-Ella-like thing to do-- and now she was happy for it, as she playfully pushed his hand away from her bare thigh. Before he could question or protest to it, she was on top of him, stratteling his body, and picking up his hands to place them on her bum shamelessly. "But I have to say that you're placing the standard pretty fucking high." The taxi driver could chose to ignore them or not. She didn't care who saw. In fact, everyone could see. She felt like shouting it off a rooftop or eight that she was about to have her world rocked.

The sensation of having someone other than herself touching her body in such a way was new and invigorating. She'd always thought that allowing that sort of contact was like a gateway to something a lot darker and more sexual. Now, it seemed silly to NOT have him touch her like that. Ella wrapped herself around him once again and kissed him deeply and lightly biting his lip as she pulled just her mouth away, keeping their foreheads touching. "You are driving me CRAZY. You have no clue how much I want you." She practically purred at him. "Please tell me this isn't going to be a long car ride."

[GAVIN BROOKS]

"You're the only designated friend I've ever had, so it's not a hard thing to be." He laughed against her lips and shook his head. "Even if there had been others..I'd be best." He boasted, a part of him deep down feeling guilty for getting her like this. The love struck part told him that she would have been like this regardless. He had no idea what the truth was, but that inner Gavin deep down, the guilty one, was slowly being masked by the potion.

When she pushed his hand away he whimpered slightly, pouting at her. He wanted to touch her! He wanted to feel her there in his grasp, but he sighed his relief as she climbed on top of him. He had no idea if the cabby would stop them or not, but he didn't care if he tried, he would be unsuccessful. He happily placed his hands on her rear, squeezing her cheeks with a big doofy grin. "But I have to say that you're placing the standard pretty fucking high." He chuckled against her lips. "I always like to set the bar high." He teased playfully, using her cheeks to push her body tighter against his, letting her feel how good she made him feel.

He met her gusto with his own, kissing her hard and deep making sure she knew how much he wanted her. How amazing she was... How incredibly perfect she was in every way... "You are driving me CRAZY. You have no clue how much I want you." He hummed his appreciation. "I think I have a clue.." He replied with a rumble of a laugh as he kissed her again. "Please tell me this isn't going to be a long car ride."

Gavin turned his head and looked out the window seeing where they were. "We're, like, two minutes away." He promised and wrapped his arms around her middle now, hugging her tight to him as he kissed her. "I love the way your lips feel.." He purred against her lips, "And your body.." He smiled and trailed his kisses down her jaw and towards her neck. "And the way you smell... mmm..." He continued to tease her as they moved closer.

Finally the cab stopped and the driver told him how much. He fished his wallet out of his pocket and gave the man a ten which more than covered the far and left a generous tip for not hassling him about man handling Ella in the back. Gavin opened the door and wriggled out with Ella still on his lap. "You're in trouble now." He teased, setting her down on her feet, but no sooner had he done that, he leaned down and hoisted her up over her shoulder. She was much lighter than she looked! "Yep! Lot's of trouble!" He smacked her rear playfully, bringing her up towards his apartment.

[ellabell]

Gavin clung to her, and she felt him underneath herself. "I love the way your lips feel.." What a coincidence. She loved the way HIS lips felt., "And your body.." Crazy, she loved HIS body and the way it felt next to hers. He continued kissing her neck and she felt a little fuzzy headed. "And the way you smell... mmm..." She ALSO could not get enough of how he smelled. She couldn't even place it properly. The only words she could think of were sexy, attractive, lovely, and perfect. It was like his scent had been hand crafted to be exactly what she wanted. She moaned slightly at his kisses, each one driving her wild.

Thank God. They'd arrived.

He threw her over his should like she weighed nothing at all, and she squirmed around, giggling and even reaching her hand down to slap his butt playfully. "Trouble? No, you're the one who's in trouble, mister. As soon as I get down from here!.. You are going to see what real trouble is for the first time in your life." She threatened, laughing the whole time. She fought back against his grasp slightly as he brought her to his apartment, but that hardly meant anything considering Ella could rarely even open a jar of pickles without a little help.

When they arrived inside Gavin's apartment, and she was finally set down, she forgot about the trouble she was going to unleash on him and took in the place, genuinely interested in where he lived. Things that she probably would have felt compelled to pick up on sight-- carry out containers, beer bottles, dirty clothes-- were strewn about the place. It wasn't the worst she'd seen though... and actually, now, she found those things endearing, loving the little glimpses they provided into his daily life. Forgetting how drunk she actually was (Gavin seemed so clear when she looked at him. Other things were a little spinny) she stumbled over to a small table-- one of the few furnishings in his home-- and lightly touched the mouth of a beer bottle. She turned back to him, and smiled, "I like your place. It's very you."

She sort of zigzagged back over to him, and held onto his waist. He would be her anchor since he was the only thing that seemed to want to stay still for her. "Now. Lead the way to the bed room, good sir. I am ready to show and be shown a good time." She kept one arm looped around his waist and dramatically threw the other into the air. One of Ella's legs wrapped around him.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

"Trouble? No, you're the one who's in trouble, mister. As soon as I get down from here!.. You are going to see what real trouble is for the first time in your life." Gavin only laughed at her feeble attempts at threatening him. He had her over his shoulder which put him in charge. "Hey, you're the one that needed to be carried!" He teased, his hand high on her thigh as he carried her, almost teasing with it's proximity to her womanhood.

Gavin brought her up to his apartment which was only on the second floor and fished the keys out of his pocket before opening his front door and coming inside. He locked the door behind them and set her down, tossing his keys on the little key rack. He watched her look around, grinning at her the whole time. She was so beautiful.. so perfect.. so...his! He reminded himself he only had three days until the potion wore off, the thought depressing him. He never wanted to stop loving her. It had been the same with Abby. He had been so completely smitten that the thought of even being away from her for a moment made him cringe. He could feel the potion making him the same way for Ella. Not as strong yet, but he knew by morning he would be obsessed.

"I like your place. It's very you." He laughed and moved to clean some of the mess up. "I wasn't expecting company.." He said gently, bringing some of the trash to the kitchen. The bottles clanked into the recycle bin, the takeout boxes went into the trash. He came back and picked up a t-shirt off the floor as Ella made her way back to him. He smiled and forgot what he was doing, the hand with the shirt laying limply at his side.

"Now. Lead the way to the bed room, good sir. I am ready to show and be shown a good time." She was all but throwing herself at him and Gavin slid an arm around her, hoisting her up a little on his body. "Now how can I say no to that?" He leaned in, kissing her hard and lifting her again. His tongue slid out against hers as he moved towards his bedroom, which wasn't much better than his living room when it came to tidiness, and laid her on his bed, crawling over her. "Dare I ask how you're going to show me a good time?" He asked playfully as if it weren't obvious. He was more interested in the silly things she would come up with to say. Ella seemed to have a quirky sense of humor which Gavin found far too sexy at this moment. "I think it's too hot in here for this jacket of yours..."

[ellabell]

The weight of Gavin on top of her was comforting. Like a big sexy blanket of obnoxiously handsome man meat. The only reason that she felt like ever breaking eye contact was to let her eyes wander over his body. She'd seen a lot of hot guys thanks to her infinite collection of chick flicks, but even standing next to one of those movie stars, Gavin was still 'off da chain'. 'Off da cheezy', even.

"Dare I ask how you're going to show me a good time?" He knew exactly how she would do that. Probably even more than she did, to be frank. "Well. First of all, I'm going to serenade you with boy band music because no one sets the mood like 'Nsync." She tilted her head up to plant a kiss on him. Nothing deep and sexy, but more playful. "Then, I'll booty pop around the room to my own singing." Another kiss, "It's pretty much the mating dance of my people. You'll be so captivated by my pure booty poppin' talent that you'll have no choice but to take me right then and there." She did her best to keep her face serious as she said all of this, biting her lip at the end to keep from laughing.

"I think it's too hot in here for this jacket of yours..." Ella froze momentarily. Something that the back of her head was screeching 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!' and she cringed. And for a second, she panicked, struggling to sit up for underneath him. Her brow was furrowed, "I'm fine, actually. Maybe I could just... I don't know, keep the majority of my clothing on? I think that might be all sexy and passionate, like, 'I don't have time to get all of your clothes off! I want you now!', ya know?" More than anything she wanted to take that jacket off and throw it in the corner. She wanted it with everything in her to feel his skin against her own, but underneath that jacket was a harness. And underneath that harness was something that she'd kept hidden from humans for her entire life. She could already see it playing out, he'd freak, she'd cry and she'd have to leave. That thought made her miserable. She almost wanted to cry right now.

She looked into his eyes, perhaps trying to search for something that would say, 'Hey! It's all good! I happen to have a wing fetish!' or something equally crazy convieneint. She looked down at the zipper of her jacket, like a kid who had just been caught doing something wrong, and zipped it up and down, trying to divert her attention to anything but him-- a hard thing to do when Gavin seemed to be the only thing that she found remotely possible to focus on.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

"Well. First of all," He grinned, getting hot by the thought of her explaining what she would do. "I'm going to serenade you with boy band music because no one sets the mood like 'Nsync." He gave her an incredulous look. Surely she wasn't serious... "Then, I'll booty pop around the room to my own singing." She was kissing him and it was becoming increasingly clear she was playing with him. God how he wanted her! "It's pretty much the mating dance of my people. You'll be so captivated by my pure booty poppin' talent that you'll have no choice but to take me right then and there." He grinned devilishly. "Your booty has already captivated me." He teased.

When he reached for her jacket he felt her shy away from him. She was refusing him, acting nervous and he was confused why. He could clearly see how stunning she was, why wouldn't she want to get undressed? They were already in agreement they were fucking tonight! "I think that might be all sexy and passionate, like, 'I don't have time to get all of your clothes off! I want you now!', ya know?" He supposed..

He gave her a curious look as she stood there looking almost ashamed. "Baby.." He said softly, reaching to cup her face. "You're beautiful." He offered softly, leaning in and kissing her. "Whatever you think you have to hide, you don't. I can't imagine you're any less stunning underneath there than you are out here." He kissed her again, his hand still on her cheek, the other going to her zipper. He pushed it down, despite her fingers being in the way and reached a hand up to cup her covered breast. "I want to see all of you.." He breathed against her mouth, practically panting with anticipation. He wanted her.. and if she really wanted her jacket on, well, he would deal for now. He didn't want her uncomfortable, he just wanted her.