A story of two almost 30 year old best friends on their pursuit of love, lust and living the best London lifestyle.
Or an AU about Celeste and Olivia as they introduce you to their world which happens to be filled with an ensemble cast of some of t...
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"What are you smirking about?" Liv rasps as she returns to her room after quickly using the bathroom, which she spent the majority of the time grinning at herself in the mirror, thinking how absolutely wonderful her birthday was, how sparkly her outfit is and how she knows that even though sober Liv might question her brazen nature when it comes to basically publicly, if only to Celeste and John but still, showing off that she was taking Declan to bed with her, she knows she is going to be in for a treat of a night.
"Do you actually think those two might fuck finally?!" Dec said grinning, already sitting on her bed, with his back against the pillows, his white shirt was buttoned open, while his black jeans, as he was ever the one to push the 'smart Gatsby style' outfit choices that had been instructed on the invites, were hugging his thighs.
However his eyes lock onto hers as Liv smiles at him "not a chance" she walks past the top of the bed to her windows and pulls them shut as she hears the distant chatter of her friends upstairs, before pulling the curtains across them too as Declan's eyes skim down her body.
He had already thought she was stunning all night, he had told her that when he saw her. He honestly thought it was criminal for her to walk around like she had done tonight. The outfit was obscenely sexy and she drew everyone's eyes to her. But this wasn't a new occurrence when it came to Olivia, he would always think to himself that with a face of an angel, a body of a temptress and a mouth of a porn star, she was honestly the most perfect girl to ever exist, and completely one of a kind.
"You might have helped" he smirks as she turns round to look at him, quickly taking out her earrings and removing some of the light jewellery she had been wearing while he once again is mesmerised by every little thing she does.
"Doubt it" Liv said laughing "but I don't care about what the two of them are up to tonight, its tiresome" she let out a giggle as he smiled at her "it's not top of my priorities at present" she said with a big smile as his grin matched hers.
"So what is top of your list then Liv?" he asked shifting to sit up a bit as her feet pad against the floor towards him, his hands reaching out for her waist as she gets closer, her knees finding the bed to crawl up and sit herself on his lap.
She reaches a hand up to his face, brushing the hair away from his forehead before feeling it between her fingers as she works her way down the back, to the nape of his neck to tilt his face up to look at her, even more so than it already was, before she leans down and kisses him.
Her lips are like plush velvet as they brush against his, him, as always, following her lead as he parts his lips with hers, a sloppier kiss than before, one that he knows is leading to something, like a starter before the most amazing meal he's ever had, and he knows he will never taste anything ever again that taste's better than her, or satisfies him more after his first night with Olivia.
She grinds herself down upon his lap as he lets out a light groan, one that gets swallowed within their kiss but now lost on her ego as she smirks slightly, doing it again and again while gaining the same result.
