[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Qf9wmMi.jpeg[/img] [sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img] [color=c9bef3][b]#c9bef3[/b][/color] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c].....[/color] [url=https://imgur.com/9rCxtTi][color=9b9b9b][b]outfit[/b][/color][/url] [color=2e2c2c].....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c].....[/color] [color=9b9b9b][b]party[/b][/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img][/sup][/center] [indent][indent][indent][indent][justify][color=808080]Blair let one last moan escape her lips as the final waves of ecstasy subsided. Panting and glistening with sweat, she rolled off of Ace and landed on the pile of hay beside him. Her chest heaved as she draped her right forearm across her forehead, staring up at the wooden slats of the stable’s ceiling. [color=c9bef3]"[i]Fuck[/i]... I needed that,"[/color] she confessed between heavy breaths and a soft chuckle. After a few minutes of restful silence, Blair rolled over on her side to face him, propping her head up on a bent arm. Her free hand traced the outline of the various tattoos that covered Ace’s chest. [color=c9bef3]"I hope you don’t have a girlfriend,"[/color] she said with a slight smirk, filing the silence. [color=c9bef3]"Because I plan to use the [i]fuck[/i] out of you."[/color] She leaned in and gave the side of his chest a playful bite, not hard enough to bruise but enough that the ghost of her teeth would linger on his flesh for a couple moments. While still close, her gaze drifted up his body. [color=c9bef3]"Or at least your cock,"[/color] she added, barely above a whisper when she met his gaze. As she spoke, the hand on his chest moved down and gave his still sensitive and exposed body a teasing touch. Her grin only grew like a silent challenge before she pushed off the ground and moved to her feet. Blair struggled for a moment to find her balance, using the wooden gate of the stall to help stable herself. She couldn’t help but laugh, unable to recall the last time she was with someone so… [i]feral.[/i] It was hot. And if she didn’t intend on enjoying at least [i]some[/i] of the party, she might have mounted him again, right then and there. It took a little time for her to brush off the straw stuck to the sweat that clung to her skin. When she thought she got every piece, Blair refastened the halter part of her dress behind her neck and found her heels on opposite ends of the stall. She leaned her back against one of the stable walls and put her shoes back on. In hindsight she probably should have gone for something simpler, not strappy stilettos that she had to fuss with wrapping around her ankles and tying into a bow. When she finished, her eyes scanned the stall until she saw the faintest glimmer of silver hidden beneath Ace’s leg. Blair took a few steps toward him and slowly crouched down. Her right hand slid beneath his thigh and retrieved the metallic thong. Rather than putting them back on, she took the small bit of fabric and tucked it into the front pocket of his jeans. She met Ace’s dark gaze as her fingers lingered between the denim. [color=c9bef3]"Something to remember me by."[/color] Without another word, she gave his leg a gentle squeeze before standing up and heading out of the stall. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she pulled open the stable door and found, none other than, Heath standing outside waiting. [color=c9bef3]"What the—"[/color] Blair took a step back looking between him, the stable, and the surrounding area which only proved he was [i]alone[/i], lingering or eavesdropping. She crossed her arms tight over her chest feeling uncomfortably exposed. Which was funny considering her and Ace’s earlier exhibitionism, but this time it was different. It was [i]just[/i] her half-brother, creeping less than twenty feet away from where she was having wild, and [i]not[/i] quiet, sex. Intended or not, it made him look like a peeping Tom. [color=c9bef3]"What the hell are you doing, Heath?!"[/color] her voice raised, demanding answers. [color=808000]"I know there's no excuse for me being here Blair, but Sylas insisted I find you, claiming you were looking for me frantically. Still, I do apologize to you both. Just tell me what you want Blair and I'll leave you two to your business."[/color] Blair let out one of those annoyed, you-gotta-be-kidding-me, laughs and rolled her eyes. [color=c9bef3]"Do I [i]look[/i] like I need help?"[/color] she asked, raising her shoulders and squinting her eyes. Either way, she said nothing else, nor did she intend on remaining in that awkward… [i]whatever that was.[/i] Blair scoffed and stormed off back toward the party. [i]Fucking Sylas. Meddling prick.[/i] When she reached the edge of the field her gaze scanned the party until she found him sitting at a table near the bonfire with a girl in white beret. She beelined straight for him, not paying any attention to anyone that might be talking about her reappearance behind her back. As she approached the table, Blair’s lips pursed and her hands rested on her hips. [color=c9bef3]"You think you’re hilarious, don’t you?"[/color] Her voice wasn’t raised but there was a sharp bite in her tone. Sylas sighed. He leaned back in his seat, turning slightly to face her and rested his bent arm on the back of the chair. [color=0a6d6b]"On occasion,"[/color] he replied, monotone but faintly amused. Blair’s face scrunched as she gave a mocking nod of her head. She rolled her eyes before looking over at his company. A pretty girl with beautifully tan skin, dark hair, and in an outfit far more coordinated than half of the people at the party. [color=c9bef3]"Hey cutie."[/color] A genuine smile replaced her annoyed expression. [color=c9bef3]"Is this stick in the mud holding you hostage?"[/color] She looked back over at Sylas, her smile twisting into something a little more sinister as she had [i]every[/i] intention on stealing his company. It was the minimal amount of payment he needed to suffer for sending her obnoxious half-brother to creep on her sexual escapades. [color=c9bef3]"It’s a party, Sylas. Let the girl have fun, don’t bombard her with twenty questions."[/color] She reached out and took the brunette’s gloved hand in hers with a friendly smile. [color=c9bef3]"Come on. Let’s go have some [i]real[/i] fun."[/color] If the girl refused her offer, Blair wasn’t going to force her to come along but anything was better than sitting around letting Sylas grill her to death. When the girl let herself be pulled away, Blair hooked her right arm through her new companion’s left and started leading them toward the bar. [color=c9bef3]"So, first, I’m thinking a three shot minimum to get us loosened up and in the partying [i]mood,[/i]"[/color] she said while wiggling her shoulders playfully. [color=c9bef3]"Then we can do whatever sounds the most fun to you… Dancing, torturing men, or if you're feeling adventurous there’s ice skating and sledding."[/color] Her head leaned in slightly so that only her new friend could hear. [color=c9bef3]"Although I’m no longer wearing underwear so it [i]might[/i] cause a second round of rumors."[/color] Not that she really cared what the other demigods whispered about her behind her back. That was their problem. She knew who she was and wasn’t going to apologize for it. [color=c9bef3]"C’est la vie,"[/color] she said with a casual indifference. [color=c9bef3]"Oh, I’m Blair, by the way,"[/color] she added, looking over at her with a friendly smile. [color=c9bef3]"Daughter of Athena and camp slut."[/color] Blair said the titles with the same amount of gravitas like both were a badge of honor she wore proudly.[/color][/justify][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [center][sup][img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img] [color=808080][b]interactions[/b] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]....[/color] ace, heath, sylas & anissa [color=2e2c2c]...............[/color] [b]mentions[/b] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]....[/color] none [color=2e2c2c]...............[/color] [b]collabs[/b] [color=2e2c2c]....[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]....[/color] none[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9qIY4OK.jpeg[/img][/sup][/center]