Chronicles of the Flat-Mates

“Oh…god. Jax…I…love you…”
“Mm…Yeah, I love you to baby…just…a little lower…mmm…mm-yeah…”

          Sadie exchanged a look to Chopper beside her, raising an eyebrow and letting her jaw drop nodding towards the door to their flat, not needing to press an ear to the door to hear what was going on. “DUDE…” She mouthed, her eyes wide as she heard sounds she knew all to well…
          “Awh…fucking hell. Why does Jax get laid when I have to piss?” His blue eyes winced, focusing on the white clothe around the door handle. It was the usual sign for any one not to come in, even if they did live there. And the last thing he wanted to do was cock-block one of his best friends and room mate. Sadie laughed, looking at Chopper as he placed his large hands in-between his legs, hopping slightly and squirming like a child. His muscular stature slamming the floor boards noisily as he jumped, the noise echoing the old dark hallway outside of the apartment.
          “Oh come on, at least he wont’ be jacking off all day at the keyboard…” Sadie shrugged, slinging the shopping bag from over to shoulder to rest in front of her in front of a pair of black tattered converse, “AND maybe this’ll get him out of the bloody house so you can bring something home yourself to screw…”
          Chopper paused, looking down at her from the view point of 6‘0. She had a valid point, a very valid point. “Yeah…well atleast I don’t fuck a chick when my friend is about to piss himself outside the door. It’s called manors and shagging IN YOUR ROOM!” He shouted the last three words at the door, hoping Jax had heard him, then returning to the action of trying not to wet himself, “Oh…and the sticky keyboard was Koji’s fault. Not Jax…though I wouldn’t doubt it‘d be both of them…together…”
          “Oh…” Sadie shrugged, making a disgusted face then shaking it off and leaning on the light blue painted wall, “Still…that’s just…ew.”
          “Hey, just cause you’re a chick and can get any action at anytime of the day, doesn’t give you the right to make fun of us dudes who are deprived…” Chopper said, still with his hands between his legs and jumping up and down the small area of hallway between their door and the neighbors.
          “Are you kidding me?” Sadie laughed, shaking her head and letting her bangs from her pony tail fall into her face, “Me. Get action? Please…the last time I had sex was a few months ago. And that was with you…”
          “Fuck yeah!” Chopper smiled widely, hopping her way and biting his lip heavily, “Best night of my life, I tell you. That shit was awesome…if you could bottle sex, I can guarantee that you’d be on the best sellers list…Right on top.”
          “Oh yeah?” Sadie asked, raising an eyebrow at him and making a face, taking a seat on the floor and crossing her legs Indian style whilst placing the bag on her lap, “What happened to, you were drunk, I was drunk, it was nothing, and I don’t remember anything?”
          “I lied…” Chopper smirked, stating the fact with out thinking at all and continuing to hop down the hall way, facing the opposite way to hide his slightly pink face. He never did enjoy lying or anything, it was just the fact of her freaking out and never talking to him again that changed his stand point on the matter for the moment. Mercedes Hague hating him? Nah…never. Couldn’t live with that circumstance.

          “Dude…what’s with the banging?” Harlan poked his head through the door way of #120, AKA the room cross the hall, his hazel eyes in interest as a smile twisted across his pierced lips.
          “Nothing…Chopper has to piss…” Sadie turned and looked to the doorway before her and to the close friend who stood in it, but before the words were completed, the 21 year old man with an active bladder was running into the room, rushing past the pair of them and into the bathroom.
          Harlan winced, looking behind his shoulder mumbling a quick, “Wait for it…” Sadie raised a waxed brow in interest to his mumble, immediately getting his point as a loud women’s scream sounded through out the apartment complex.
          “Kandi?” Sadie asked, laughing and raising an eyebrow as the sounds of a woman rushing from the bathroom could be heard. Harlan nodded, some what laughing and opening the door fully and walking out into the hallway where she sat.
          “Come on…” He mumbled grabbing the bag she once carried into his arm as he held out a hand to her sitting figure, offering her with help up. Mercedes took his hand, getting to her feet and walking with him back into the apartment across the way.



CHAPTER TWO

          That’s how it was, basically. 2 identical apartments, 4 room mates in each. Both open to each other, and all living in (mainly seen as) harmony. Sadie, Chopper, Koji and Jax stationed themselves in one flat, while the other held Harlan, Crash, Rig, and Kandi. There never did seem to be a dull moment, but none of the 8 would basically have it any other way.
          “Ah Sadie-kins. Figured you’d be joining us sooner or later…” Crash’s fallen figure picked up its head from the couch, giving a small laugh and turning on his stomach as Harlan and Sadie entered the room. Those stoner lined green eyes tired as usual, staring at the TV as the usual skull cap rested upon his head. His right hand man not far away.
          “What do you mean you’d figured? Told you Jax was gonna bang that chick. Pay up, 15 bucks dick…” Rig sat on the edge of his seat, nodding a quick hello in Sadie’s way before returning to heckle his friend about the cash he owed him. The pair of them were inseperable, just about. Always had been, and by the looks of it always would be.
          “Dude…who /doesn’t/ Jax bang?” Harlan asked, raising an eyebrow and putting Sadie’s bag upon the dining room table. He peered inside nosily, ruffling through the items it held in interest to what she had bought at the mall.
          “Exactly…” Sadie mumbled, taking a seat on the counter behind the couch and watching the three of them. Her eyes rested on Harlan, who’s eyes seemed to be popping out of his head as he bit his lip. What the fuck was he getting to? All the had done was taken a trip to Hot Topic, Journeys and…and oh yeah.
          “And who would these be for?” Harlan asked, pulling out a pair of laced underwear that hardly seemed to cover the palm of his hand, let alone Sadie’s ass.
          “Me, myself and I…” Sadie said quickly, hopping off the counter and to his side, trying to snatch the bag from his hand best she could, “It’s just Victoria’s Secret. That’s all…” Certainly not the best of things to say…At this point Chopper was out of the bathroom, his arms crossed and staring intently upon Sadie, the same response pulling Crash and Rig’s eyes from their wallets to her.
          “You actually wear this?” Harlan asked, unfolding a black thong and trying not to seem pleased as he spoke. He continued doing so until all 4 pairs of under garments lay on the table, the widest of smiles finding it’s way to his lips. A black thong, one red and one white lace cloth underwear, and a pair of light blue underwear that seemed almost as shorts, but having a length of approximately 2 inches.
          “Yeah…” Chopper mumbled, walking from his spot to stand in between Harlan and Sadie, letting his hand place its self on her hip as he moved, his touch running along her lower back until it reached the opposite of her body to which he stood, “Yeah she does.”
          “And how would you know?” Crash asked abruptly, looking to Chopper in amazement and disbelief as if he was insane, his eyes transfixed upon both Sadie and Chopper.
          “Yeah…I’d like to know too…” Harlan said with the slightest bit of interest in his voice also, as he looked from the sets to Sadie as if picturing them on her and pondering the fact of what she was wearing now.
          Chopper some what laughed, standing slightly beside and behind her, resting his hand on her waist again and kissing her on the cheek softly. Sadie stood there, not doing anything…..just yet. She knew what he was playing at.
          “That’s how…” He mumbled, not looking up from the table to see the reaction, yet already knowing what it was. Rig and Crash were awestruck, Harlan on the other hand clenching his jaw tightly.
          Kandi emerged from her room slowly, standing in the hallway and watching as Chopper rested his lips against Mercedes skin, “WHOA!” She shouted, walking into the dining room and standing beside Harlan. “Did I miss something?” She asked, looking from the lingerie to the people around the room. Her hair was a complete shake-up, the pink, black and orange locks wet as anything and a lime green bathrobe clinging round her curvy structure.
          “No not really…” Sadie muttered, watching Chopper like a hawk as he sat down in the living room area on the couch beside Crash and Rig, both still jaw dropped as they looked to him, “You’re just in time for the show…” She looked to Kandi then Harlan, giving a reassuring smile to try and change the desolate look on Harlan’s face and resting a hand on his shoulder as she passed him, squeezing it softly as she walked into the living room.
          “Oh…” Kandi whispered, looking to Harlan as if telling him what Sadie was about to do. Harlan gave a weak smile, leaning his back awkwardly into the wall grooving, returning his gaze to the living room to watch what was going for a show.
          Now, Sadie Hague wasn’t really one for being a slut, both Kandi and Harlan knew so (being friends since kindergarten). But this was different, much different. This was not only fun and a rather pleasant hobby, but this was also revenge. Approaching Chopper on the couch slowly, she let her hands slip to her jean pockets, swaying her hips seductively as she walked. Catching his attention was easy, shaking her long auburn locks into her face as she bit her lip temptingly. He froze, tensing up for the moment, then finding it rather uncomfortable to sit still as all guys do the whole thing that makes them situate themselves into a couch and rest back to enjoy the show. She smiled, getting on the couch with him and pushing him down roughly so that he laid on his back, letting her knees straddle his waist tightly, situating in between her legs against his abs and letting his hands rest on his neck. And so she started, letting her lips sink into his own, shutting her eyes and letting her hand grip to the side of his neck in pleasure.
          Rig and Crash of coarse were pleased, betting on whether her shirt would go, or if she’d take the initiative on his jeans first: a bet of 10 bucks on the outcome being placed; eyes never wavering from what seemed to be a free high speed porn-video in person for live viewing on their couch. But what was amusing was how Harlan reacted, turning to leave the room with his head down and dark brown hair into his eyes.
          “Watch…” Kandi whispered to Harlan, her hand resting upon his shoulder and tugging him by his shirt back into the view, the biggest of smiles on her face as she didn’t pull her eyes from the happenings on the couch, “Carefully now…Here goes his wallet…”
          Sadie vaguely caught what Kandi was saying, pleased she was at least telling Harlan what she was up to. She could feel Chopper’s hands on her body again, kissing her back roughly as she moved her hips slightly. Her free hand crept down his body, feeling his chest and abs, then resting the edge of his jeans, and sinking into his pockets. She scraped at his leg, letting her fingers run into between his thighs, slowly taking the brown leather wallet from his jeans. Diverting his attention by letting her tongue push gently into his mouth, rolling her tongue ring fluidly so that he gave a small laugh. She placed the item in her back pocket, rolling gently off the couch so that he followed her, making him land atop her; and considering the couch had no legs on it to begin with, its not that far of a fall. They continued on for a few moments, Chopper straddling her legs as she had done before, but grinding and thrusting his hips into her own. She slightly moaning and biting his lip tauntingly. Time to get this over with before she started enjoying it…Making sure his legs were around her, she rolled over again, making her lay on top of his body, her hands on his sliding downward on his body to rest upon his jeans buckle. She retreated her lips suddenly, kissing him again one last time for no reason at all and getting up off of him; making sure to stand before him and that his legs were wide apart.
          Now, having been a soccer player for approximately 7 years of her life, the muscles in Mercedes legs were in perfect shape, her taking pride in having one of the hardest kicks in the league she was in. And before Chopper could think, or do anything, he was blue in the face, rolling onto his side, and moaning in pain, his hands placed instinctively between his legs as his face contorted in a maximum amount of pain.
          She smiled happily, rather pleased with herself as she returned to where Harlan and Kandi were. “Enjoy, boys…” She smiled, shaking her foot slightly and not looking at anyone in the room but Harlan. Sadie just grinned cheekily, taking the bag from Harlan’s hand and giving a small shrug, “So can I have these back now?”
          The room was silent, jaws open and eyes wide in amazement. Crash had placed his hands instinctively in between his legs, Rig just choking on his air intake. Harlan was speechless, his hazel eyes staring at Sadie widely as if painted onto his face, his jaw opened slightly as he just slightly held the bag and its contents out to her.
          “Thank you…” Sadie smiled, resting her hand on his jaw flirtatiously and touching his unshaven face as she pushed his mouth back into place--then turning her figure towards the bathroom, “Hey Kandi…I’m going to use the bathroom for a few. Try a few things on. Oh!…oh yeah. I got you some junk too…if you wanna see and all…”
          “o0o! Clothes! I’m so there…” Kandi had seemed to be the only one unscathed by Sadie and Chopper’s little fiasco, probably for the fact that the two woman had been friends since second grade. In short, to Kandi that act had the word Sadie written all over it. She followed after Sadie, bantering about the newest trend in Cosmo Magazine. Something about hair dye…as usual…The pair of them disappearing behind the thick oak door of the bathroom, slamming it shut as their voices could still be heard in a low jumble.


CHAPTER THREE:

          “So how was it, man?” Crash asked, tossing Chopper a cold Root Beer to place in between his legs. Sure, it had been about 15 minutes since the happening, but Chopper would definitely be feeling the blow a little longer then that. “I mean…kissing the Saydster and all…” He took a seat on the couch lazily, sprawling out and letting his long legs fall upon the other side of the arm rest.
          “Well worth my castration…” Chopper mumbled, sitting upright and letting the cold canned beverage rest between his thighs, some what helping the pain in his balls, “Very well worth it indeed…” He bit his lip, slightly recalling the feeling of her tongue ring and soft lips, sitting back in the ottoman and looking at Crash with a some what raised brow as to why he cared at all.
          “I bet Harlan was about to have a fucking piss-fit when he saw you two…” Rig commented, cracking open a can of Mountain Dew for himself and walking into the living room. Foam erupted from the top, covering the can and splattering on the floor rather ungracefully, the 20 year old just simply shaking the liquid from his hand and taking a seat on the unoccupied love sofa closest to the kitchen.
          “Rig, what the hell are you talking about?” Chopper asked, raising an eyebrow. He sat up in his chair quickly, regretfully pressing the hard full aluminum can against his sore spot, causing him to sit right back down.
          “Oh come on, dude…” Crash said, sitting back in his seat and pressing the size 11 converse shoes against the edge of the couch, “You mean to tell me you never wanted to rail Sadie? Or at least get with her on a relationship level?”
          “Who hasn’t?” Chopper asked, the question still not quite answering what he had asked in the first place, “But what’s Harlan got to do with it?”
          “Are you seriously that dicked up?” Rig questioned, shaking his head and taking a long swig of the beverage, “Chopper…you’ve got to be kidding me. You remember the time in 9th grade, when Harlan and Sayde went out?”
          “Yeah…And I beat the living shit out of him for cheating on her.”
          Rig and Crash looked at each other, then simultaneously returning their gaze to Chopper. It looked like there was another addition to Ms. Hague’s fan club…
          “Yeah. Exactly…” Crash followed through, “He never got over that shit, I don’t think. Or it’s just being revived or something…cause it’s like fucking pathetic or something. He’s just about in love with the girl man…”
          Chopper clenched his jaw tightly, looking at the two of them and then averting his gaze to the Gravity Games 2005 Preview on OLN commercial. His Mercedes Hague, and Harlan Shaddix? It’d happened before, but he had thought they both had gotten over it, “No…Not possible. No fucking way…” He mumbled simply, taking the clicker and shaking his head slightly, turning the volume up to the TV in an attempt to drown out his thoughts slightly.
          “Yes…and me thinks Chopper protests to much…” Rig smirked, giving a small nod and crossing his arms. If he didn’t care, then why would he be avoiding the subject so much?
          “Huh?” Chopper asked, turning his head quickly and looking at Rig almost to disguise the fact that he heard what he had said quite all to clearly.
          “Well what about you?” Chopper asked, raising an eyebrow and sitting back in his chair comfortably, “You mad or something cause Sadie has a better shot with Harlan then you do and you like it up the ass?”
          “Me? Nah…That’s a bit to Jax for me, man. I’m for Kandi now…” Rig slightly shrugged, as if it were a mere nothing topic. He bit his lip, making a pleasure face and nodding, “She’s hot man…suppose you can’t live with a chick and NOT fall a little for her, ya know?”
          “Dude…you like Kandi? I thought Koji liked Kandi…” Crash hit his friend in the arm, his stoner eyes slightly furrowing in confusion as he looked from his friend and then to the ceiling.
          “Where is Koji anyway?” Chopper asked, “Wasn’t he over here this morning?”
          “Yeah…” Crash stated, getting up from his seat and walking into the hallway and looking into the rooms across from each other, “He was. Dunno where the fuck he is now though…”


CHAPTER FOUR:

“Aw! Dudette….this shirt is like…the cutest thing EVER!” Kandi giggled slightly, holding the soft pink halter top against her torso, letting the rap around neck tie fall over her shoulders as she looked in the mirror.
“Ha, figured you’d like. I was actually tempted to get the same one in black…” Sadie slightly shrugged, taking a seat on the white toilet seat cover as she rummaged through the contents of the bag.
“Whoa! Am hearing what I think I am?” Kandi asked, placing a manicured hand against her pierced lip, “Is Miss Sadie-Lady-kins /actually/ thinking of wearing /girl/-ish clothing?”
Sadie smiled shaking her head and resting the tips of her tattered converse shoes into the ground, her hands resting beside her thighs as she looked at her childhood friend, “Yeah. Well…sorta. Like I was just gonna wear it for a nice occasion, but nothing more…”
“Damn you…” She mumbled, crouching down beside Sadie and looking at it’s contents, “You know…it wouldn’t kill you to maybe wear your hair down, or a skirt for once. I bet you’d send the guys for a loop…’specially Harley-do and Choppernessticity…”
“What?” Mercedes asked, her head darting upwards in confusion and raising an eyebrow at her friend almost in surprise, “Dudette, what are you talking about?” She stopped her rummaging, her hand lying idle on the black lingerie bag Harlan once held.
“Oh come on…Harlan nearly had a heart-attack when you kissed Chopper, and Chopper nearly had a heart attack CAUSE he was ACTUALLY being kissed…”
“So? What’s that have to do with anything? Rig and Crash weren’t setting with it well either, and I’m sure Jax and Koji won’t be to expecting to hear it. What makes the difference?”
“Oh you silly little girl, you…” Kandi laughed, taking the tie from her shirt and jokingly hitting Sadie on the cheek with it. It was times like these that her bi-sexuality and flirtatious nature showed. Of coarse Sadie had never minded, Kandi was Kandi. If Kandi liked her, so be it. But Kandi knew that it was a pointless effort and that she would never swing that way. And maybe that was the key to their extremely close friendship, the accepting of each others stand points and the whole I-couldn’t-give-a-fuck-attitude. “See…this is exactly why you never had boyfriends in high school…You ARE a sexy chick, guys DO like you, and there IS such a thing as a boyfriend waiting for my Sadie-ladykins.”
“So you’re saying they like me?” Sadie asked, raising an eyebrow and pulling out a black tank top with the Dead Kennedys symbol engraved into the front. It wasn’t that she was surprised, and she certainly wasn’t disgusted--if anything she was sort of happy; judging by the smile on her face.
“Uh…YEAH…duh,” Kandi ran a hand through her multi-color hair, her ice blue eyes disappearing for a moment as she sighed and leant against the wall, “Chopper doesn’t make out with ANY friggin’ chick like that. And he wouldn’t lie about hooking up with you before, cause we all know he did. And Harlan…damn. What is it with you two? It’s like…you don’t flirt. You just…I don’t know. You two just…always so comfortable with each other and like…touching…and…he…and you and…sexual tension. That’s what it is. Admit it, you can’t wait to sink your lips into his mouth…”
“You’re insane…” Sadie mumbled avoiding the question and turning a slight shade of pink as she got up from the toilet seat with a small laugh. Picking up the bag quickly, she rested it on the counter, placing the black tank top in her hand beside it--beginning to pull at the plastic tag on the side, “Absolutely insane…”
“No I’m not, I’m truthful. You’re the insane one. If I were you..o0o…man. Bang him. Why do you think I love living here so much? Get to watch him get out of the shower every damn morning…Mm…And we both have the same taste, girl. His tattoos and…scars, and yeah. S’good…very good. God made Shaddix, and it was good…” Kandi bit her lips heavily, exaggerating the words within her statements and sounding about to drool within her words, “Oh…here…” She mumbled, getting off the wall and walking to the large closet, “I’ll get you scissors for that…”
“Thanks…” Sadie mumbled quickly, tossing the tag against the shirt and then looking into the mirror, “But dudette…Chopper too. Mm-hmm…He walks out of the shower at like 10am and some how I just find myself in the hallway at the same time. And just randomly start up a conversation between his room and the bathroom. Then he ends up just like that for another hour or so…and I’m all ksjfhgfg and junk. His arms are all…hard and his abs are all…Mmm….like….yeah. Like…6 pack maximus…it’s a bit uber delicious I‘ll admit.”
“Hey Sadie…can I sleep over?” Kandi asked, mentally picturing Chopper wet in a towel and joking around, sliding the door to the large closet in the bathroom open. Sadie was about to respond, stating of coarse she could. But the words seemed to get lost in her throat as a small 5’5 figure spilled out of the closet. Kandi screamed, kicking the man harshly and flinging open the door and trying her best to get him out the bathroom. Sadie’s jaw had just simply dropped, staying down as she watched.
“KOJI!! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING IN THERE?” She asked, regaining the use of her mouth and also taking a kick at the brown hair fellow on the floor.
“I…I…heh…Thought you ladies were getting changed…” Koji mumbled, squirming to his feet and flinging open the door. Mercedes and Kandi looked at each other, then to Koji--the kind of the look the Godfather exchanged with his head henchman when signaling to kill a victim in one of the harshest ways possible. With out saying a word, Sadie took an arm of his, her friend taking his other and dragging him out of the bathroom and through the living room to the front door. The 20 year old males eyes were wide in fright, his immature features in complete shock as he started to yell for help from Rig, Chopper or Crash.
“What the hell?” Chopper jumped from his seat, watching as a very loudly shouting Koji was being dragged viciously against the rough wooden flooring of the flat. It always did put a smile on his face.
“Explain later,” Sadie mumbled, standing in front of the door and looking to Chopper, “Door, PLEASE.” He got up quickly from his seat as told, walking in front of the three and swinging the knob open.
“Thank you, love…” Kandi mumbled, both her and Mercedes continuing on their way out the door. The pair of them paused before the opposite flat, both woman looking back to Chopper, “Door.” Chopper laughed hysterically, still some what dumbfounded and swinging the door to Sadie and Choppers flat open. A woman’s scream was heard as the room was opened, Jax’s unclothed body disappearing behind the couch.
“Give him a show Rembach!” Yelled Kandi, Sadie and herself tossing the squirming man in their hands into the flat, slamming the door shut and locking it shut.
“Hey boys…I found out where Koji was…” Chopper stated through a small fit of laughter, taking his return back into the flat where they were previously, along with Sadie and Kandi. The look upon Sadie told them not to question, Kandi looking very flustered herself as she took a seat on the sofa.
“Little fucking perve…” She mumbled, looking up to her girlfriend and sighing, “I pity you…living with that THING.”
“No kidding…” Sadie mumbled, leaning on the sofa’s back and swiping her bangs from her eyes, “Even ask Chopper, there’s no such thing as a keyboard that doesn’t stick…”
“Uh…what the hell did I just miss?” Harlan’s face appeared in the door way of the hall, a very puzzled look upon his face as the slept in dark hair upon his head fell into his eyes, “I heard Koji crying. Did he miss his daily episode of gay Pokemon porn on TBS again?”
“Harley-do, Just go back to bed…” Kandi mumbled, looking at him and just shaking her head. It was amazing how he could fall asleep so quickly. If it wasn’t interesting, he was in his room sleeping. It was like a pass time, and it wasn’t even like he was jacking off or anything. He would just sit there, playing his acoustic guitar, listening to music…and before you knew it, he was out cold sleeping. Useless…absolutely useless. Of coarse, his job could have affected his sleep intake. But he worked along with Sadie and herself. And she was always conscious…Well, most of the time.
“Ok,” Harlan agreed innocently and not asking questions, turning to go back to his room and then pausing, turning around and looking back in the living room, “Hey Sadie, can you help me with the demo’s equipment for tonight?” He raised an eyebrow, pointing his thumb back into his room and biting the inside of his lip.



CHAPTER FIVE:

“Surely…” Sadie said, rather perkily and jumping from her seat to walk towards him, disappearing behind his back and walking into his all to familiar room. Harlan smiled, the small ring in his lip quivering as his eyes followed after her, turning around and walking behind her to sit on his bed.
Sadie sat beside him, her hands resting behind her slender figure in support as she looked to the man beside her, “What can I do for you?”
Harlan bit his lip. There was A LOT she could do for him, but that wasn’t the point, was it? They had to get ready for tonight’s gig. He looked at her for the moment, remembering the one night when things had gotten out of hand and they had had the time of their lives.
Free night for the ladies, Harlan thought, his post of bouncer shift was over, along with Sadie’s DJ-ing. Crazy Town’s Butterfly playing into the speakers as the two met in the middle of the dance floor at the end of both of their hours.
“Tonight was great…” She yelled over the blaring music, resting her hands on his neck and giving him a small hug, the touch on the back of his skin giving him a warm front in his jeans.
“Yeah…amazingly. No bar fights. I didn’t have to throw anyone out tonight, and you didn’t start anything with the drunken by the bar. I‘m proud of you,” He smiled, resting his hand on her waist as if the move was a nothing
“I’ll start one if you feel deprived…” Sadie smiled, looking up at him and playing with the side of his neck as they moved, letting her hips sway lightly to the beat as the though of just friends flooded her mind.
“Nah…s’all right. Trust me, I’m fine…” Harlan couldn’t help but smile, pulling her body softly against his own and enjoying the way her curves motion made his hands hot. He kept his eyes fixed upon her, never needing to waver to the dancers on the bar a few paces away for pleasure.
Kandi waved to them both, making a face up on the bar for them to come nearer, the pair of them obeying their friends request and heading towards the bar dancer that they knew. Of coarse the three of them worked together, and they were known for it within the club. Kandi’s half dressed figure slid to sit upon the bar, standing beside the pair of them and laughing.
“I have decided!” She exclaimed, taking Sadie’s hand from around Harlan’s neck and pulling her towards the bar, “That you are gonna have a good time tonight…”
Within a few moments and a small fight, Kandi had pulled her away from Harlan and onto the bar, teaching her to dance and such. Sadie was hysterical, looking at Harlan beneath her as he took a seat to watch anxiously. She didn’t know what to do at first, the light pink shading in her cheeks showing her embarrassment, but Kandie was confident in her, pulling her with her to move and letting her body instruct her with everything that happened. All Harlan could do was sit back, watching as she moved, his jaw held tightly and his eyes wide as he watched her begin to get into it.
Before he knew it, she matched them up on the bar, the way her hips could roll to the beat of the music seductively impressive and catching the attention of the men around him. Within a few moments he was cheering her on, watching her hands touch her own lightly tanned skin, rolling every part of her body like liquid. It was sex. With clothes on, and as a spectator. Pure sex. She dropped to her knees in front of his, pulsing herself to the beat of the music as ran down to her thighs, letting her legs spread widely apart and looking him in the eye. She let her hand caress the side of his cheek for a second, the widest of smiles upon her lips before she regained her composure and stood up, letting her ass lead her to stand straight. Sadie was dancing for him, he thought, sitting forward in his seat and pressing his arms on the bar, his foot tapping insanely upon the floor in anxiety. Her hands slid against her body, her curved structure slowly putting itself to the music, rolling her hips sexily while even Kandi began to watch. It continued on, her dancing growing into something that would even make a married man want to cheat on their wife. Something about the way she moved enticed them all, Harlan finding himself on the edge of his seat with a swollen…uh…limb.
Men through cash, her seductive motion picking up the tips and placing them into her shirt jokingly. Sadie dipped down again, resting on all fours before Harlan, him just thanking Volcom for making such low cut shirts. He stood up from his seat slowly, her hand resting on his neck again, this time her touch making him quiver heavily. His tall 6’4 stature was taller then her dog-style stance, raising herself to her knees and pulling to make his head level with her own. Ah…and what made the night own was about to take place. The feeling of a first kiss engulfed her, sinking her lips into his own sweetly, his body only reacting by an extreme numb besides his lip, hand resting on her leg and moaning slightly. She slid off the bar carelessly, letting her legs straddle his own as she pushed him back into his seat.
“Better then a bar fight?” Sadie whispered, letting a hand rest on the back of his head, playing with his dark locks as the other one’s fingers rested slightly in his jeans temptingly. Their foreheads were in contact, letting her lips press against his softly again for another kiss as he pulled her hips close to his own, in between her legs resting against his abs.
“You have no clue how much better this is…” Harlan mumbled, resting a hand on the side of her while the other one rested on her hip, giving her another kiss and mumbling a quick, “Nirvana…” Before pressing his lips against her throat. A small sound erupted from her lips, a loss of breath and a slight girlish giggle that made him sink his lips deeper into her. The way her lips set a sensation upon his lips made him numb, pulling her figure against his own and grinding his hips against the inner of her thighs, her well known for pierced tongue pressing into his mouth for a taste as the timer before she agreed to sex began.

“Uhm…hello?” Sadie asked, Harlan feeling her finger prod the top of his forehead with a small laugh.
“Oh!…” He jumped back to his senses, stumbling on his thoughts about what he actually did want Sadie’s help on. Work, that was it. It was work, “Uh…”
“Yeah, what can I help you with?” She asked, raising an eyebrow slightly and looking at him in interest.
“The demo’s programming on the equipment for tonight…with that band…”



CHAPTER SIX:

“Yeah…help me with equipment my ass…” Chopper muttered, getting up from his seat and disappearing into the kitchen, the sound of the fridge opening up and a rustle through it’s contents being heard in the living room.
“Chopper, shut up. Just cause Harlan has the guts to mack on Sadie and you don’t, it doesn’t mean you should be jealous…” Kandi shouted, getting comfortable upon he couch and letting her feet rest on the table. She ran a hand through her multi colored locks, looking past the coffee table before her and into the kitchen to a rather good looking man’s ass.
“Are you KIDDING me?” Chopper shouted, standing up abruptly to Kandi’s disappointment, slamming the back of his head on the top of the fridge, “I never said that. I’m just saying. He’s all…like…”
“Over her.” Kandi finished off his sentence, getting up from her seat and walking towards him, resting her hand on his back and putting on a small smile, “Listen Stefan…we all know you like Sadie. You’re the one that has to admit it and sweep her off her feet, and lying about sleeping with her isn’t gonna help…You never jump on a girl like that--EVER within 5 seconds. And actually, in all honestly, she looked like she was enjoying it herself. But that’s besides the point…”
“She liked it?” Chopper asked, his deep voice turning to a more perkier tone as Kandi stated the compliment upon him, “You think so?”
“Please. I know so! ANYWAY…”


--Continued--