@Kristi Amani
@Novella Jesse
this might be booty but wtv we ball
When he pulled her, she rolled her eyes, and he smirked, amused by her protest. Her btchy smile was probably meant to be an insult, but he wasn’t really paying attention as he looked down between her legs, admiring her figure once more. As much as she tried to act nonchalant, he noticed her loss of ease when trying to leave. Her orgasm hadn’t even fully settled yet, and she already wanted to leave? Cold. Much colder than he remembered the platonic version of Amani, but he supposed that now he knew all of the stories she told were realistic.
Amani whispered, and he leaned his ear closer to her lips when she spoke. She told him she was going to leave, but her voice sounded like seduction. He put his free hand on her waist, holding her to say not yet. But in the middle of her whispering, the door was opened by the intruder. Considering her previous annoyance by his statement, he swallowed a laugh at her surprise. He did tell her the night wasn’t over, after all.
He put his hand down, refocusing on the new topic at hand with a quiet, raised brow. He was trying to piece together who he was before Amani said his name.
Jesse.
Of course, it was only a matter of time before he confirmed his theory about them. Kind of perfect right? That the two worst people in the coven were the voices he heard moaning behind the wall. No wonder the girl’s screams sounded fake.
He wanted to protest, but they spoke first, so he listened, his hand still on her wrist.
Her comebacks to him were decent-sounding, but inadequate. Even though she was clearly not having his bullsht, he persisted, walking into the room without a care in the world. Typical, he’s never had to face the consequences to his actions, so of course he doesn’t care. And even to Vinnie, it felt a bit vile how he asked for “his turn.”
“You missed it.” Vinnie informed him. “I’m sure you could ask uncle dearest for a way around that too, though. Maybe he’ll let you get more than one girl if the trust fund provides for it.” As per usual, Vincenzo had to react, making a small suggestion about the upper class’s affinity for prostitution.
He probably should have been a bit more discomforted by Jesse seeing him naked, considering human instinct, but he didn’t really feel a need to. He was pretty overconfident about his body, and Jesse had frankly seen much much worse from him. The one thing that was a bit alarming was that if Vincenzo gave too much away, then Amani would have all of the material to figure out his identity.
He supposed she could have a hint or two.
“You can leave now, by the way. I know you probably love what you’re seeing right now,” Vinnie gestured at his own body, changing the subject. “But it’s not for you.” He would have pointed at Amani, but that probably was for him, at least to some extent. Besides, this option was more accurate. Even if Jesse wasn’t gay, he was definitely obsessed with him. The only reason he could possibly feel that much of a necessity to bring him down, was because he knew Vinnie was better.
“Mystery man, reveal yourself!”
Amani reeled in closer to Vinnie, almost sitting on his lap again and asked if she knew him. He turned his head back to her ear, and whispered back with a venomous smile. “You know I can’t answer that.” And he didn’t explain why, but the reason seemed a bit obvious. Now that ‘the masked man’ could guess her identity based on Jesse’s appearance, it was inferable that he knew she was Amani, so he was obviously not keeping quiet to preserve the mutual anonymity. He just wanted to preserve his own. And within the low, familiar sound of his voice, she had to have heard Enzo talking.
She kissed him, and then he leaned back in his seat, watching her tease the both of them. Was she trying to initiate something? Because he didn’t think either of them would be down for that, but he watched her with a smirk. “You’re supposed to be keeping me entertained.” He reminded her, and picked up a piece of her hair, twirling it with his fingers. Then, he looked back up into her eyes. “But he can watch, if that’s what he’s into.”
Then he turned to Jesse, appealing to the suggestion of his voyeurism. “Does that turn you on? Watching other guys take your girl from you?” Vinnie scoffed. “Didn’t see that one coming.”