Scott McCall
17. Alpha. Can't resist keeping people safe.
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3 hours agoreblog
He groans, holding his side, cursing in under his breath. Finally after a moment, he just chuckles and shakes his head. He looks the other up and down, but making sure the look was more than him looking at a piece of meat. He wasn't only interested in getting Scott into bed, but to see where this would go. "You were still worth it," he quips as he steps away, and slides over to the Porsche which is only two vehicles away. "I'll call you."
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A Porsche. Of course he’d drive a freaking Porsche. “Take your time.” Scott dared, a smirk on his lips before he looked back at his old sedan and sighed. He slid into his car, reminding himself that Jackson was the one chasing him. He didn’t have anything to feel inadequate about. And he definitely wasn’t impressed by someone needing to drive a fancy car just to try to win people over.

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3 hours agoreblog
Jackson watches the other bend down inside his car, rummaging around for a pen. Of course, there was no issue with this picture, Scott's jeans tight against his perky ass. Licking his lips, he had to rip his eyes away when Scott got out, grabbing his hand and pulling him forward. A small cocky smile places on his lips, nodding in response. When Scott was done, Jackson presses closer, lips colliding with Scott's, but it was in a messy manner, alcohol tainting his actions after all.
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Scott froze in the kiss momentarily. Just when he thought maybe Jackson would be an okay guy. His hand curled into a fist and he threw it into Jackson’s side a few inches below his ribs. When Jackson pulled back, he glared at him. “You’re not that good.”

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6 hours agoreblog
"I'll be fine," he replies, following him back out into the cool fresh air. Ugh, felt nice against he bare skin.
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"If you die before I get any coffee from you, I’m not going to be happy." Scott led Jackson to his car, opening the door and leaning inside. He grabbed a pen before pulling back out of it and turning to face Jackson again. He grabbed the other man’s hand, tugging him closer and writing his number on the palm. "Don’t make me regret this."

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12 hours agoreblog
Jackson finishes his drink before getting out of his seat, nodding. "Sure. Lead the way."
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He got to his feet, looking at Jackson with a furrowed brow. “You sure you’re good to drive home, though?” He asked, heading towards the exit. “You’ve had more to drink than I have.”

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12 hours agoreblog
He ignores it, but he's a little pissed off. "Yeah well, I have my moments." He downs half of his drink, really only leaving a swig or two left.
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Scott notices the reaction, a little smug about how he actually made a comment that stuck with the model. “Bet you do.” He replied vaguely, finishing his drink and setting it aside. “Walk me to my car?”

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13 hours agoreblog
"I agree. Plus, the thought of an animal shitting in a box in my house, kinda turns me off."
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"Funny you’d agree." He shot at Jackson before finishing off his drink. "I thought I was the one supposed to be rough around the edges. Hard to take a criticism like that from someone talk about a litter box like that."

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