SNM (Chance&Olivia)

[olivia]

Olivia Krystal climbed out of her BMW Baur Convertible in midnight black as she shut the door and locked the door with her red painted finger nails. Tonight she was out for a good and exciting night, all by herself. Olivia believed that she didnt need others to have a good time, she believed that she could have fun all by her damn self.

Her hands ran through her auburn long curly hair, bruhsing it out of her face before looping her thumbs around her leather shorts. Tonight she was wearing a black top that had white text on the front and cut off above her belly button and black leather shorts with a metal studded belt and a black leather jacket over top and a bunch of silver bracelets and chunky rings.

The usher pulled back the velvet rope for Olivia as she waved and smiled and signed a few autographs before taking a few pictures with some fans as she then signed their wrists with her name. They screamed her name and tried to follow her in but the usher pushed them back into the line and said if they wanted to see her they had to pay before they enter.

Inside, the club music was blasting extremely loud as Olivia nodded her head as she walked down the spiral steps to the main floor where the bar and the first dance floor were. A few guys came up to her and began to grind against her as she did the same before making her way to the bar. The bartender asked her what she wanted before looking at her until it finally clicked in his head who she was. "Irish Car Bomb please, two shots of whiskey instead of one please." She said as she turned on her chair as her elbows were propped up behind her as she bobbed her head to the music, her midriff exposed greatly as her belly ring caught the reflection of the strobe lights.

[chance]

Chance sighed loudly as he sat at the bar of the club called Sin. He usually only came here when he was trying to find a hook up for the night or trying to relax and get a little drunk. Tonight was one of the drunken nights. Sure they didn't always end well, okay so they rarely ended well but who gives a shit. Chance had a shitty day that day arguing with his agent about double booking him with two big companies and then having to sort out the misunderstanding himself.

His elbows were resting on the bar with a few empty shot glasses already flipped upside down in front of him. He put his head in his hands before running his hands through his hair, making his short blonde hair stand up in all different directions. He was still dressed up from his meeting with the two big companies he had to meet with to fix his agent's mistake. He was wearing a very light gray suit with a white shirt on underneath that and a dark black tie around his neck. He stripped off his jacket and hung it on the back of his bar stool before picking up the new shot the bartender had handed him.

Raising the glass a bit he tossed it to no one in particular before throwing it back and squeezing his eyes shut as the alcohol burned his throat on the way down. Flipping the glass upside down when he had finished it, his light blue eyes glanced around the club, the alcohol already apparent in his blood. He was feeling a bit better now that he wasn't sober anymore and a small smile lit his face as he spotted a girl that looked very familiar standing near him by the bar.

"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked her, lifting his chin up a bit as a smile was still on his face. She looked very familiar but in his current state he wasn't thinking very clearly and couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

[olivia]

As she turned around and stirred the little black straw in her glass a man came up and asked her if he could buy her a drink/ She leaned down and sipped her drink as she smiled even though the straw was in her mouth. "Sure, let me get a shot of petrone." She smiled as she waved her hand at the bartender to get her one.

Olivia stirred her drink again before the shot came to her, she looked at it happily and grabbed one of his and handed it to him. "For the famous!" She winked as she hit his glass and poured the alcohol down her throat, burning slightly before turning it face down on the table. "Mm... that was good. So what are you Chance Caine doing at a bar here? Im Olivia Cedar, we met a while ago." As she jerked her thumb behind her to signalize a past meeting.

[chance]

Chance grinned broadly when she ordered a shot and he got one too, glad that he had a beautiful girl to drink with him tonight. He definitely didn't want to be alone after a day like the one he had. He clinked his shot glass to hers before downing it ad well and putting the glass upside down on top of the bar. His light blue eyes gazed at her as he looked her over, still trying to figure out who she was.

"Ah yes! Miss. Olivia Krystal Cedar! The wonderfully talented singer! I'm Chance Christopher Caine, but you can call me Chance for short." he replied, introducing himself though she already knew who he was. He remembered her now. They had met at some awards show thing but hadn't really spoken much since then. Mainly because they were in different departments of Hollywood.

He was drunk by now, the shots doing their job and he raised his voice as he spoke before leaning his arm against the bar, a smile still on his face. He tilted his head a bit as he looked her up and down before leaning back in his chair, thankfully there was a back or he would have probably ended up on the floor right then.

"Can we get another round, please?" Chance asked as he waved the bartender over before taking the two new shots and handing one to Olivia while he held onto the other one.

"To one fuckin' terrible day!" he cheered as he clinked his glass against hers and threw back the new shot as well.

[olivia]

He was surely amusing and she enjoyed his company at the bar. "To a fuckin horrible day!" She screamed back as she gulped down the shot too, this one although was the same alcohol seemed to do just the drink to start giving her a small buzz. He seemed to remember her now from the Grammy's and she was glad that he had remembered her as that would have been highly awkward.

"You want to dance? Okay, good." She said as she took Chances hand and led him to the dance floor as she moved him further deeper into the crowd and began to dance with him. She first put her hands up over her head as she swayed her abdomen and her hips as she pressed her back against his chest as she rocked her hips then from side to side, making each movement sharper than the next.

[chance]

Chance was on the verge of being drunk to the point where he was stumbling around but at the moment he could at least still walk in a decently straight line and keep himself from falling over. When she asked him to dance and took his hand before pulling him onto the dance floor before turning around so her back was facing him and they danced.

She rocked her hips back and forth to the beat of the music as he moved in unison to her. His hands went to her hips as he held her against him, enjoying the feeling of her body so close to his. A smile was on his face as she continued to grind up against him.

[olivia]

As they danced she turned to face him and was whispering dirty little secrets in his ear before laughing. People around them were starting to notice that famous couple together. "I am so drunk right now but... even if it wasnt, I still would want you in my pants." She said into his ear before shaking her head to the music from side to side, her long hair swaying.

She was sweating like crazy and she had tossed her leather jacket on the chair and so she was just wearing her crop top and her leather shorts. As she shook her head she moved her hands as her bracelets made noises as they collided against one another.

[chance]

Chance smiled every time she whispered something dirty in his ear and they continued to dance until she turned to face him, their bodies still moving to the beat of the loud bass that pumped through the club. When her words reached his ears he raised his eyebrows suggestively before smiling a bit.

"That can be arranged." he replied with a broad grin. He was pretty drunk at this point now too. All of his shots were now in his bloodstream and he could feel the club slowing down and his feet trying to trip him more and more. But he didn't care because he was going to have a good night tonight, that was something he was going to make sure of.

[olivia]

He acknowledged her dirty little secret that she wanted to sleep with him. She wrapped her arms around his neck before leaning once more to whispher in his ear. "You speak, but do you fufill?" She asked him before kissing his cheek and unwrapping her arms from around his neck, her hands falling down his arms before grabbing both of his hands and walking away, pulling him behind her into a secluded room where there were other couples in the room just mingling or really getting into one another.

She sat down on the maroon colored couch, pulling him down with her. She reached up to his shoulders and pulled off his jacket, tossing it behind her as she scooted closer to him and gently kissed him on the lips, pulling him into her as she ran her fingers through his short blonde hair. "I talk, I fufill... and you know we're both so drunk so hotel?" She asked as she arched an eyebrow, starting to feel her eyes close.

[chance]

Chance was a bit surprised by her forwardness but he was definitely loving it. He had a weakness for girls that took control and had a dirty side to them. A smile crossed his lips as she whispered in his ear once more before taking his hands and leading him into a different part of the club. There were other couples in the room as well but no one was paying attention to anyone else.

She sat down on one of the couches before pulling him down on top of her. He supported his weight by putting a hand on either side of her on the couch before lowering his body onto her a bit so that his face was close to hers. She slid her hands under his jacket before pulling it off of him and then speaking once more.

"Your wish is my command." he replied as he stood up from the couch and offered his hand to help her up before grabbing his jacket she had torn off of him and slinging it over his shoulder before pulling her to his side and heading towards the door.

[olivia]

Olivia liked being pulled and tousled around by males, she liked being something important or needed from others. He then took her hand and pulled her with him outside, along the way she collected her leather jacket.

Outside infront of the club she shrugged into her jacket before she took his hand and went into the taxi, laughing like an idiot that this was happening to her. "Nearest hotel please..." She said as she rolled down the window and pulled out her ciggarettes. She usually didnt smoke much but this was a special occasion after all. Miss you cannot smoke in here." The taxi driver forewarned. "Does it look like I give a shit? Watch this..." As she turned to Chance and blew an "O" in his face before handing him the cigarette.

[chance]

Chance climbed into the taxi after her before shutting the door when the cab driver started driving. When she started smoking and handed him the cigarette he took it before tossing it out the window.

"I have a better way to keep your mouth busy." he replied as he leaned over and pressed his lips against her. One of his hands went to her waist, pulling her towards him in the back seat of the cab while his other hand went behind her neck.

[olivia]

"Damn boy..." She said as she felt his hand wrap around her waist which was bare because of her shirt. He then pulled her in for a kiss and she basically wouldnt refuse his asking for her. She leaned in and let him kiss her as she kissed him back as her hands went to his dress shirt as she pulled it out from his pants and began unbuttoning it slowly.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the driver staring at them in the mirror. Her lips still busy pressed against Chances she looked over at the driver and flipped it off and his eyes immediately darted away as she resumed her attention back to Chance. The driver slowly halted at the front of a hotel and Olivia climbed out of the car as she jogged inside. "You are too slow!" She said as she opened the door and climbed inside the elevator, she had a hotel room his reserved for her here always because she usually got drunk a lot.

[chance]

Chance moved a bit so that she could get to his shirt easier. He felt her hands pull his dress shirt out of his pants and then start to unbutton the small buttons that ran up the middle of it. A smile crossed his lips as he continued to kiss her, his eyes closed until they finally got to the hotel.

She jumped out of the cab and headed towards the hotel and Chance pulled out some money and handed it to the driver before chasing after her, running into the elevator she was in right before the doors closed. He grinned broadly as the doors finally shut and he filled the space between them before pressing his lips to hers once more.

His hands explored her body a bit as the elevator continued to climb upwards. He took a step towards her until her back was pressed against the back wall of the elevator. His lips still moving against hers and one of his palms pressed against her cheek softly as he tilted his head a bit, his lips not leaving hers.

[olivia]

Ooc: Move to PM or fade to black and continue in houses thread under her name?