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How the fuck did he end up here? There were many places that he woke up randomly, but he never thought that any of them would be a fancy hotel. He hoped he didn’t pay for this. Just the looks of the room showed that this room was absolutely beautiful and expensive. He really shouldn’t have been spreading himself out anyway. Damon already got one girl pregnant, which was making him slow down since he was going to be leaving soon (he always had a plan in case something like that would happen. A girl pregnant included him moving across state lines as fast as he could. Why he hadn’t done it yet, he wasn’t sure, nor was he going to attempt to explain it to himself or anyone else). He just knew that was going to leave soon or face the fact he was going to be a father to a woman he barely knew. Sure, he enjoyed her company, but if he had babies with every woman he enjoyed spending time with, he’d populate the earth. So he drank a little more than he regularly did. That was the last he remembered.

Still didn’t explain how he ended up here. What was more- he was alone. It wasn’t as if there was some stranger waking up next to him. He was by himself. And the room really smelled of weed. Something he was sure he was going to get in trouble for since this was such a fancy little place. That also meant he should get out of there as quickly as possible without having any form of checking out. Damon wasn’t even sure if he paid for it or not considering there was nothing in his wallet. He also couldn’t find his shirt. He didn’t have a clue how this got here. It would have been easier if he found a note of some sort saying there was someone here at one point. But alas. He supposed he would never figure it out. Not until he would get a bunch of text messages from a phone that he couldn’t find. Fuck. He looked in the mirror and saw that his scruff was really coming into a fuzz now. His hair was up and everywhere in this tangled mess with dark circles under his eyes. Oh, but he still looked good. No shaven head or anything.

Ah well. Only one thing to do from here, he supposed. Get out of there before someone next door was able to smell the ever so powerful smell. He grabbed what he could find of his clothes and ran out of there. Getting out of that place seemed to be the biggest challenge that he was having to face. There was about seven hallways and the cleanings were so tall that all of them looked exactly the same. He swore he went down ten flights of stairs before he managed to find the elevator. From the elevator, he was looking the ground level only to land in the courtyard. This place might as well been its own little palace country. Looking around, he started to see a bunch of words and such things. With surprise, he realized who owned this place. Also meaning that he needed to move along faster.

He finally managed to figure out how to break out of the place by climbing over the giant wall they had (which was probably the easiest task he had done) but on his way down, he found that he hadn’t quite hit the ground, but instead, hitting a person. Oops. It wasn’t from a very far height up, but he blinked a couple of times and saw a flash of familiar blonde hair. At first, the worse thoughts came to him. It wasn’t that bitch from the other night that beat his ass for drugging her, was it? He didn’t think he could do that Duval again. Rolling off of her, he saw who it was and busted up in laughter. He put his head down on the sidewalk concrete and was glad that it was at least family. ”Hello cousin. Guess only owls function well during the night.” He told her, as the family called her ‘the wise owl’. Hey, it was better than the nice family nicknames that they liked to call Damon. Except this cousin was likely to kick his ass. Not that he cared. Damon could care less.

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Humming softly Tullia pocketed her phone,not having much planned for the day for once. So a stroll was the next best think she could think of,humming slipping on her converse shoes,plaid pants , blazer top. She was finally ready to head out and enjoy her day,it was times like this Tullia enjoyed. No set plans so chaos was free to do with what she willed,maybe Jayne wasn't busy later so they could go and do something. Fighting that blush on her cheek pushing those thoughts aside. She knew better then to think of something that hard. Jayne was a very quite and close vested soul,she couldn't picture him any other way. So the last thing Tullia wanted to do was seem like she wanted to change him. She enjoyed every part of him , their growing friendship was something she looked forward too in the future and present. Glancing around she noticed that she had ended up in the more classier part of town as some would call it. Or her own back yard in a sense, not that she minded. To her no matter where she went , a sense of class would always follow. At least that is what one could hope right , having a powerful name meant you had at least someone class with the way you carried yourself. Although it seemed like some of her family had yet to get that message.

Then again she was one of the older Ellis with that came a certain amount of responsibility and image. Getting lost in her thoughts,Tullia never realized how true her comments of class and family would come true. Suddenly seeing the sky from the ground a groans escaped her lips. Eyes flicking at the source of laughter and her sudden pain. Thoughts of speak of the devil came to mind . Hearing his comment about her not being wise in the day time a evil grin passed her lips. " No Owls function fine expect then a hippo falls on them from the sky." Slowly taking her fingers allowing a small flame to appear she quickly pressed them on his his lower back shoving him off . A chuckle escaping her lips,killing the flame as she gathered herself to her own feet. Wiping of the dust and dirt,fixing her hair eyes glancing back to Damon." Sneaking out of another loose females bedroom are we , you know you might want to get yourself checked at a clinic. You never know what you could be sleeping with. I mean Damon at least have some class and taste." Giving a warm smile after that her tone teasing and care free she wrapped her arms around him in a hug. Taking in his scent and warmth she rested her head on his chest before pulling away." It's great to see you cousin,despite the grand entrance." Eyes flicking she couldn't help the curious look on her face from his location. All teasing aside was that really what he was doing here.

" But really,what brings you to this part of town , not your normal hang out place at all. " Not that Tullia cared , she just found it amusing to no end seeing him in a more upscale place. Tullia loved Damon though , even though all of their teasing and banter. If he truly ever needed her she would stop at nothing to help him , it was what family did for each other. " I was just going to wander around and kill time but I could go for a bite too eat if you want to join me. " Hoping that he didn't have anything planned at the moment. She enjoyed spending time with her family and it would be a good time to catch up if at all possible. " Oh and why exactly you did not use the front door to leave the hotel , you know like a normal person. " Tullia could not to wait to hear his answer on this.

Wondering what Aiden was up too know , maybe later they all could get together and have some sort of family thing. Not sure what they would do , torch a building act crazy. All options sounded good in her mind , it was just a matter of what the others wanted to do. Tullia knew how to be an adult , but she also knew when it was okay to be care free and childish. She wanted everyone else to know that it was okay to be do both as well. Even though they came from a powerful family and had a lot of responsibility that does know mean that their own fun and sense of adventure had to fully die. At least for Tullia it never did. And well for Damon it seemed like he was doing just fine in both worlds.

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Damon had never had an opinion about it before, but he determined after this experience, his cousin needed to be bigger. Landing on her was like landing on a pile of skin and bones. All the women in his family were thin. Well of course they were, they had the attractive Ellis gene, but man it would have been a lot better if she had been this huge whale. He was sure she wouldn’t appreciate that, but he didn’t appreciate falling on rocks. Though knowing Tullia, she’d probably say something among the words of ‘ha. Ha, fuck you’ so he didn’t really bother with letting her know that. He just managed to roll over and feel a flicker of a flame on his back. What started as a slow motion turned into a very high jerk forward. Being a firetamer, he was resistant to other firetamer flames, especially those of his family because they shared the same genes, but it was still real fucking hot. He was up on both feet in no time as his blue eyes went wide and a teasing glare came from his face.

Hippo? Please, she could do better than that. He made a huff and crossed his arms at that, acting as if he were insulted, but truth be told, it was impossible to insult a man that had no shame and thought he was the perfect gift to the world. ”Excuses. I’m a fucking lion. Where do you get this hippo part? I look nothing like one. Clearly I’m king of the fucking jungle.” He explained, gesturing to himself as if his words weren’t enough. Just looking at him was enough, but he supposed that his family was bias against him. It was some sort of sick sin to look at a cousin and think of them as attractive. Damon at least established they were good looking, but that was for the sake of all the genes that they shared. He, of course, was the one who gained all of the good genes. He would be jealous if he were his other family members, but he didn’t brag to them very often. Only when they called him on it because it seemed his entire family had the nasty little habit of trying to take his ego down. Bitch please.

Her little STD joke wasn’t new. Aphrodite- Damon’s older sister- told that to him all the time. In fact, the pair had a bet that he still had to call up for. It was both STD and pregnancy. He failed at the second one, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to get some disease. Not that Damon was careful enough to reassure nothing like that would happen, but in his mind, that would just be too cruel to a man that proclaimed himself as the gift to the world. Why would they punish that? Just trying to make up for the fact he had no flaws he supposed. Still, he thought it was rather annoying that would happen to him of all people. He did nothing but try to remain humble despite all of his qualities. Damon wasn’t smart enough to recognize the complete contrast in that thought, and no one was going to convince himself otherwise. ”I have plenty of class and taste. Don’t tell me the guys you fuck all wear ties everywhere they go as well as drink among the finest of wines. He sounds like a kill joy.” Damon hated people like that. The superficial people that Aiden was going to grow up to be. They were no fun. They were serious all the time and whenever they cracked a joke, it was witty with only a handful of people understanding it. How terrible of a life. Damon was never serious and he was having a blast. Also could have been the drugs.

Despite all her teasing, she wrapped both arms around him in a hug. Damon managed to crack and smile and squeeze his cousin as best as he could, smirking a little bit before letting her go. At her comment, he shrugged, ”I’m a joy to be around.” He told her feeling as if he didn’t even need to say those words. She probably already knew that after growing up with him and everything. Sometimes, Damon felt a lot older than 22. It must have been his high maturity level. Although Damon never realized that he acted like a giant five year old most of the time, crossing his arms and pouting to his parents when he didn’t get his way. Getting an allowance from his parents sucked, but it was better than having to work. It had been suggested to him that the thief could work for banks to crack open safes so that they were able to know how to defend themselves better. It was tempting, but the whole job thing made him feel sick.

”You know… I don’t really know how I got here. I’m just glad I woke up with all my hair intact. I don’t ask questions after that.” He told her with a shake of his head, ”Smoking hooka and drinking is probably the reason for all of this, so you know… don’t do that.” Even though hooka wasn’t supposed to be addictive, he found that if you smoked enough of it, it really did become a craving. But then again, people could get addicted to chocolate and that was just fine with society. His eyes darted around with the prospect of food. Like any other growing man, Damon loved his food. Tullia asked another question and Damon couldn’t help but sigh, ”Isn’t it obvious? I didn’t want to pay for it. Why do I feel like I’m in an interview with you?” He teased, shoving her a little bit before sticking out his tongue. ”And don’t burn me again. I burn back cousin.” He warned, half teasing and as serious as he could possibly be, but ending up giggling to himself a bit.

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[TULLIA SERVAN ELLIS]

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Then again she did not planning on finding it out by having his body falling on top of her that was a hell of an introduction again to her cousin if there ever was one. But now that she was upright and all situated again the real fun and bonding could begin. Or in their cases endless teasing and poking at. Which was also amusing and fun to no end and she enjoyed that part of her life. Giving him a teasing shove again she shook her head at his own remark about being a lion. " Well you got the lion part right,your hair looks like mane sometimes when you have it grow out. As for the hippo part,well when your ass fall on the body I get the hippo part of it because that is how you landed on me asshole." Her tone teasing and not at all threatening. She knew he would know she was playing around it was just how they were around each other. " King of the jungle,Yeah I think Adien would disagree with you on that. But by all means call him and tell him that your king of the fucking jungle as you put it. I would love to see what he says to that dear cousin." Tullia enjoyed all of her family members true some were a lot younger then the three of them but they made it fun and enjoyable none the less and all of them would walk though fire for them. Which was a good thing which Tullia did not want to change at all. Fixing her hair one last time she couldn't the stop smirk that seemed to be plastered on her face now. She loved how the Ellis family looked,like gods of fire that seemed to flow though to their beauty none of them were unattractive by any means which made them even more deadly in her mind. Blinking she couldn't help but sigh and chuckle of course he brought in her love life,then again she didn't have much of one. She really did just screw them and leave em. Which didn't bother Tullia in the slightest some of them were good,others were fantastic and she was happy for that. " No,no sometimes they just tie me too the bed and have their way with me. As for class well some are more from the money side,but others are just an extremely good fuck which I think I need to catch up on by the way." How they got to talking about their sex lives was something Tullia would never grasp but she would roll with it either way. " And don't tell me all the woman you screw are found in back alleys and total dive bars. We all have type Damon mine are a wide variety just at the present time. As for ties well they do great for gags and blindfolds." Yes she was happy she added that last bit of a tid bit in there to just mess with his mind. Giving him way more information then he probably ever needed to know but all was fair in the teasing game they played. As much as she would never admit out loud well at least to company not of her family,Damon was a joy to be around he brought life to situations that were rather full in comparison. So when time came to hang out with him,well she would take it whenever she could. She envyed Damon in a sense,he didn't have a fear of whatever he did. He just enjoyed life and did whatever he wanted to at the moment. Tullia wished she was that daring,but over the years as she grew older and more responsible that seemed to have stopped. Well then again she enjoyed the night at the clubs or the night time fun with Jyli and others so she did still enjoy life but that was always in secret and not in the open like Damon was able to do and not worry. A grimace hearing what activities he did,she never enjoyed the mix of those too the next day she seemed to have cotton mouth and a hazy memory. " Do I even want to know why your hair would not ever be intact? God how many woman have you pissed off this time. ? " Wondering the numbers on that one. " Yes well I learned that those didn't mix long ago so I tended to steer clear of them. Well unlike yourself it seems. " Only Damon would get himself into this type of situation and it amused Tullia to no end. " God do you pay for anything anymore or do you just screw your way out of things... As for the interview part,well you know it;s because you love me so you'll answer all my questions and im curious. But we can talk of others things if you like,like maybe getting food so that you get over the hang over or whatever the hell it is you have." Giggling softly she caused small flames to appear on her finger tips before vanishing. " Oh baby don't tease,besides we know I could kick your ass any day of the week." A total lie they both knew it but the image was too amusing to pass up. words:1046 , outfit, Oh cousin bonding

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Curse words were just a part of his language. He didn’t think anything of it. He used it whenever and to whoever, which was probably one of the reasons she shouldn’t have been around kids. The thought of it made his stomach turn again. God, how could he possibly have a kid? There was no way he was going to raise the damn thing. It would be better off with just Rosabella. Man, he was going to miss Tullia. There was going to be tons of people he was going to miss at the stake of not having to put up any father duties that other saps were stupid enough to live with. Although, he supposed he was glad for it. While he was standing in front of her, he wondered if he should have told her. Yet, there was something that irked him about any of his family knowing. He was sure that his sister would have been offended if she wasn’t the first to know, but again, there was a bet between them. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to tell poor innocent Rowan. It seemed too much. Sure, he was sure that Tullia would make it in complete confidence, but he out of all people knew that girls liked to talk. And people liked to talk when they were drunk. That was the end of that. There was no ‘no’ in the sentence, but it made him weary. Hopefully the subject of babies wouldn’t come up. Or pregnancy.

Though his mane joke was probably meant to be something of an insult, he flipped his hair proudly. It was getting to the point where he was just scruffy all over the place and it was making this weird curtain thing, but Damon kind of liked it. It was a different look than what he had in high school, which was basically a flip up thing that the typical bad boy wore. Giselle had liked it. All of that drama seemed so small compared to now. Wow. It really did get worse after high school. He was screwed. He felt like someone should owe him money. ”Muscle weighs more than fat. And I’m a ripped son of a bitch.” He said, lifting up his arm like it was no big deal. He was tempted to flex, but he didn’t. That was what all the jocks did. Fucking jocks. Running around like they were the coolest shit to have ever landed this place. Everyone knew that Damon was worth about a thousand of them. If it was that small of a number. Speaking of being worth it. He frowned deeply at the mention of his most hated cousin. Maybe somewhere deep in his stomach, he would go off and save his cousin if he were being tortured. But that would probably be for the family’s sake more than Aiden. Aiden was just awful. No. ”Aiden can bend over and kiss my ass for all the shits I give about him.” Damon cursed, waving his hand in the air with exhaustion, ”Aiden doesn’t care what I say either. Remember, he’s too busy worrying about his hair. And his fiancé.” A crack in itself since Damon had sex with his fiancé. Took her virginity and everything. Oops. Aiden punched him and thanked him. He felt they were even on the matter.

It amazed him how he had the natural ability to talk to his family with straight faces about information that was normally too much information no matter who you were. Tullia laughed slightly and explained about her being tied up. Damon was no stranger to that sort of thing. The thought of some guys doing that to his cousin made him want to play protective brother, but since she probably wouldn’t be able to name them. Looking at Tullia, he also couldn’t really picture it. He knew she was a bit of a leaver (much like himself) but all the kinky stuff? Nah. She was too wise or something. An owl. ”The good fuck story I believe more than any ties going on. It takes a kinky as shit person to do that. Wouldn’t it be illogical for someone like you or something?” Most people thought he would be teasing at that point, but Damon was serious. He tended to judge and categorize people and doing that to his family really wasn’t an exception. It was an exception how he may have treated them, but they were all the same. Just… you know, better. That was like the Ellis motto. Like everyone else but better. He was sure that his artist cousin- Tullia’s sister- could even scribble that in a design for them. Like a seal.

Tullia did have a little bit of a point. Just a little bit. ”I have no type. Some are found behind alleyways after weren’t done smoking. Some are at the store. Some at the club. Long as they’re into me and unbelievably sexy. I mean, ugly girls need to get laid too, but they can leave that to lesser guys.” One would think that because Damon was of the bad boy status, he would understand or something. He still believed he was above everyone else, but the definition of bad boy was practically cocky. That was what people didn’t understand. In order to rebel, you had to make damn sure that you were confident and strong enough to do it. Or you were just this useless pile of mush. When she continued on, he expected this sort of talk. That was the normal reaction from anyone that he said that to. ”Sometimes I lose a bet and have to shave my head. It happens.” He shrugged. It actually only happened once, but he had been much younger. One of the first times going out because that was the only thing a group of stupid ass boys thought of when they were drunk. Shaving heads. You know, the one on top.

Damon laughed this time. He really did get what he wanted from sex sometimes, didn’t he? Well if he was going to put himself as a male prostitute, he supposed it didn’t matter to him. Either way he was going to get what he wanted and everyone was happy. He was good with what he did. ”I actually have not a single clue what happened. I woke up alone. And yeah, yeah, I do love you.” He made a ‘psh’ sound just to mess with her, but he really did. She was ever so wonderful to talk to when she wasn’t trying to lecture him or something stupid. ”I don’t’ care. Food sounds good though, whatever else we talk about.” He said with a half smile, feeling that hangover that she was referring to bang at his head as it was mentioned. Like it was knocking in response. It better go away. He had no time for this. He had to pack. Last lunch with Tullia, it seemed.

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Tullia just shook her head listening to Damon talking about Aiden,there was more too him then that,others were just afraid to see it. Aiden and her had a close bond and she understood him better then it seemed like others did. It was hard to get past his slightly focused exterior but when you did he was just as fun as everyone else. " Yeah well then you would be a skinny as lion." He was very well fit much like the rest of her family,maybe it was because their blood always ran so hot they being unfit and ugly was just not an option for them. Laughing she just shook her head and smirked. " Oh come on you know your just jealous of his hair,you wish yours could be just like it. Don't lie you want his long flowing locks. " Damon and Aiden always seemed to but heads and usually at the end of it all,Tullia usually would just talk to Aiden and see what was up. Which would end up with them both chuckling just hearing the stupidy of the whole fight. Remembering an all to familiar scene after he mentioned his fiance. Giving him a smack she just shook her head. Well he did have every right to punch you that time.. I mean you did sleep with his fiance Damon, and don't freak out I do have my ways of finding things out. Being the wise owl has it perks. "

She just gave him a small smirk and a shake of her head. " Well that will be something you just have to ponder. But when have I ever lied to you about anything Damon. Besides I have no reason not to tell the truth,it just means I am a lot more choosy in her I sleep with. But enough about my sex life I am sure you have enough of one. " Tullia did have a rather unqiue sex life and that was something that not many people knew. It took quite a bit of her kinky side to show but when she trusted them enough and it did. Well it usually caused heads to spin,which to Tullia made it all the more enjoyable. Her sister on the other hand,well she wasn't as shy as Tullia was about talking about her sex life. She lived to a very different beat of a drum one that Tullia often wondered abut but never questioned.

Unable to stop the small chuckle as she listened to Damon's type,it was all true though. The Ellis at least some were not picky about who and where they had sex. But they did have the standards of looks and that seemed all to true with Damon. Giving him a nudge she shook her head. " Yes well not everyone can be as blessed with good looks like our family did. So I guess it is good that your helping the less fortunate in this case. " Tullia loved spending time with her cousin's Damon more so then some others because they could just be themselves around each other,not worry about judgement or picking at their live. They could just be and Tullia was very happy for that.

Wrapping her arms around his shoulder she ruffled his hair and kissed his cheek. " I know,you could never not love me. I mean I am amazing your lucky to be in my presence." Teasing oh yes Tullia never was one to boost about herself and truly mean it. So when she did this with Damon it was all in good fun and today was one of those times. Hearing that he did know what happened she couldn't help but just close her eyes and sigh. " What am I going to do with you Damon. So many woman so little time with you. Oh well at least you have good taste" She wouldn't want to know what exactly happened but the fact that he didn't remember made her slightly unsettled but she would let it go for now. " Well picking what we should eat could be a good start I mean we have many choices too chose from." She was happy to spend time with her cousin she only hoped he felt the same.

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Sometimes, he wasn’t able to tell if his cousin liked him or not. Everyone should like him because there was nothing to like (unless jealousy came into play but that wasn’t his fault if it did). In a different world, they should have loved him strictly because he was family, but then that put Aiden out of the picture, didn’t it? Tullia seemed to generally like him with the way he teased. He also saw how she interacted with Calla, which was far worse than how she treated him, but all the same. Damon wasn’t sure what to think about it, that’s all. He supposed that if she didn’t like him, she would have burned him off and then run away because she couldn’t stand to look at him. That’s what Damon did to Aiden. It gave him some reassurance, but he wanted to make sure that he was in the spotlight. He was the favorite cousin. He was the attention grabber. Not being able to be the best in someone’s opinion was annoying. Even if it was the best enemy, he still had to claim the title best. He deserved it. As opposed to all those dumb jocks who didn’t know fucking two plus two. Four. Even Damon knew that one.

He didn’t know much else besides that though. It was what Damon couldn’t come to realize. Like being a skinny lion. Lions weren’t skinny. They were muscular and brave, roaring all over the place and taking control of all the animals because it was a king. Yes, Damon actually pictured this lion like that. It’s not like he watched the big cats special on animal planet. How was he supposed to know? Damon often blamed his past teachers for being stupid although he never paid attention in the classroom environment anyway. Damon did understand the tease from Aiden. Too much grease in his hair. True story on that part- Damon spent loads of time on his hair. That’s why it was always up around and messy. If he didn’t do anything with it, it would lay flat on his face to the point where he couldn’t see. Like some stupid skater or whatever. They claimed themselves as bad boys. No. Just daredevils with a board and wheels. Damon wasn’t tolerable of people different than himself. He didn’t get it. He didn’t understand it. Didn’t want to understand it quite frankly.

Shrugging, he laughed, ”If I were jealous of anyone, perhaps it could be for that. But it’s like… black. Kind of like my golden locks.” Putting a hand through his hair as he said it. Soft like a lion’s mane. At least that’s what most told him. Interestingly enough- not many girls played with his hair. That’s why it was one of his greatest weaknesses when that did happen. Touching of his hair. There wasn’t even a reason for it. Just something to make Damon quite impressed. Yeah, that was something that Logan had done. She smacked him and he blinked at her. He figured that his family would be rather quiet about that, but apparently they were as gossipy as he predicted. ”You know, people forget that this was a two-way street. She’s the one that approached me. I’m always the bad guy.” Comes with the label. Something was stolen, the first place the cops wanted to look was his house. Completely unfair, but he supposed he could see their point. Damon was just going to pretend to be innocent to all of that. It must have been frustrating. Knowing what he did but never being able to prove it. Sad saps.

Talk about sex life with his cousin with a straight face? It was what Damon was known for. However, just nothing between them. Incest seriously creeped him out. Tullia said she was picky and Damon made an obnoxious laugh, covering his mouth then just started giggling because he knew he was teasing. He just automatically assumed that the Ellis’ were all sluts. All except for Rowan. Darbs even had her boyfriend and god knows what happened there. But Rowan was never allowed to do anything. Never. Damon had made that perfectly clear to the girl many times. Most of the time she just nodded and blushed. As long as she continued to do that, he would have nothing to worry about. The rest of the family? Nothing but a bunch of skanks. It was hard not to be when one was so beautiful. ”Don’t act like such a prude. I know you too well.” Why women found that insulting he never knew. Some of the best women he knew were classified as sluts. Including the one he knocked up.

He reacted to a kiss similar to how a ten year old might have. He rubbed his cheek and made a face, and she just loved being complimented like that. ”You see why I normally don’t admit it.” There was tease in his voice though as he put his hand down, ”I don’t’ need cousin cooties.” The worse kind. They started to walk faster and he saw in his tall form there was a small little hole in the wall kind of place. Damon didn’t really care about environment when it came to his activities. Really, he had done worse than eat and in dirtier places. All he knew was that when he took a deep breath in, he could really smell the food coming out. Like hamburgers or something. Man, had he been out that long it was lunch time? He didn’t doubt it. If he did have memory, he’d probably wake up at the same time. ”How about that place? Smells good.” He would care less if they even put weed in his food. Quite honestly, he’d probably give a good tip for it.

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Tullia could not help but always like Damon's spunk he didn't really care how others saw him. At least that was how she saw it , it went with the image that he wanted to put out there. Tullia already had her own image from their family and how others saw her. Yet sometimes like when she was with Jayne or Jyli or in rare occasions Ruben. A side that many others didn't see were around. Yet even more so when Gabe and her spent time together , it seemed like a smile never left her face. But Gabe and Jyli were just flings with her , not deeper connection. True they did care for another yet it didn't go much beyond that because the next day one usually left the other and continued on with their own lives. So maybe in a way that was what her and Damon had in common , they both knew how to love em and leave em. Although Tullia would never mention it out loud that it was what she did , no those type of things were better left off not being being or heard. As she did have an image to uphold. " Yeah I know she just couldn't help herself as soon as she saw you and fell into your presence and charm. " glancing back her smirk staying on her face. " But you are right sometimes woman are just as guilty as their counterparts , we do want it just as badly some are just cowards to admit it. " Fiddling with the cuffs of her jacket , eyes flicking around them. More and more people seemed to be heading outside to continue their daily life.

Shoving him playfully hearing his laugh , sometimes they talked about about their sex lives but nothing about it was ever creepy. They were sexy people so it wasn't really that much of a shock when finding out that some of them got around , well why the hell not if they were graced with such looks. Why not enjoy it and take it for all it was worth , now nothing more then teasing or taunting came when herself and Damon talked about things like this. Cause any farther and it would be just creepy , so they would joke around like this and just have fun with it. " Yeah , yeah we both know that neither of us are prudes . Hell I don't really think any of the Ellis are. Cause I sure as hell know my sister isn't. " Yes Calla was in a world of her own sometimes and she enjoyed sex like the rest of them , so she knew that her sibling wasn't a prude in the least. She didn't really want to think of Rowan having a avid sex life , but it could happen if she Rowan ever wanted to talk about some things with Tullia. Tullia would make sure Rowan knew she could. It was something that she would need to talk to her about when they were alone. Also of course away from Damon cause having a brother involved with that was just awkward.

Ruffling his hair she chuckled and for good measure, kissed his other cheek before wrapping her arm back around his. " You know you love my cousin cooties besides if I didn't do it too you no one else would. " Yes Teasing Damon was something that she enjoyed doing and probably would for as long as she lived. He took it in stride and that was something that Tullia loved about her cousin. Even though they had been though some rough times as family , Ellis were able to bounce back and it made them even stronger. Glancing at the place the scent of food passed her nose , it actually did smell pretty good. Some could consider it a dive but Tullia rather like the atmosphere. " Yeah looks good , any chance you know what they are serving here ? "

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If he could just record what Tullia just said and showed it to every woman on earth, he would. He’d be the most hated man on Earth for spitting out the truth like that, but honestly, she said it, not him. Damon wished that more women could have the sense that his sister did, although he did give her a lot of shit for being the ‘wise owl’ of the family. The titles they put on families must have been something to keep them all apart. He supposed someone walking in on the group would be deeply overwhelmed by the amount and lines each of them had. Damon was not sure he would be able to name all of his cousins without counting them on his fingers. The bad boy wasn’t too terrible of a title. It made him seem completely badass even though he was pretty sure he would be mugged and killed if he ever tried to walk with very dangerous people. Although he was already down that path, wasn’t he?

”Could you tell your fellow female that? None of them understand where I’m coming from when I point that out to them!” Not detecting any of the funny sarcasm through her voice, even with the smirking she was making. Damon truly did believe all of that. ”She really couldn’t help herself. They are finished once they reach me.” There were some that had rejected him in the past (more than he really wanted to admit) but he figured that was their fault. It was something wrong with them, never with him. He apologized on one occasion because she started crying for some strange reason. He was determined that a very angry witch with a large grudge put a spell on him when it came to the park. The park in the upper state or whatever. Whenever he had gone there, the woman he hit on always ended up being a disaster. One of them bitched at him so hard, he felt like he was getting slapped in the face. Another one was where she been crying. The third one was just bad luck.

At least Tullia was open about it. She didn’t seem think it was an insult. At that very moment, Damon found himself respecting her a little bit more. As much as Damon could really respect someone, however. It wasn’t as if he really looked highly upon anyone that wasn’t someone in the mirror. He used to follow his cousin Roman around everywhere they went, but he was… no longer there. Damon shivered. His family was falling around him and he wasn’t sure if he was able to do anything about it. He was going to find a way if it was going to sell his fucking soul. There was no reason that the world needed to go after the Ellis clan. Before you knew it, his favorites were starting to disappear. He thought about Asher. Darbs. Rowan. Even Tullia. All of the killings were going to end there. It should have ended at Roman, but it continued on with his brother. That had been tough enough. No more. The firetamer was going to figure out a way. If it killed him. A powerful language he had never really had before this.

Still, he couldn’t think about that now. Especially when Tullia was around. He covered up any negative thoughts he was having with a little smirk on his face, ”Aw, come on, you say that as if you don’t like Calla.” A joke on itself because he knew very well how much the sisters really couldn’t stand each other and wish one of them would just fall over dead. Actually, he wasn’t sure if it was that powerful, but he was sure they thought that way all the time. It was the same relationship Damon and Aiden had. He couldn’t stand that pretty boy. But if it came to it, if Aiden was threatened, Damon was sure going to be able to swoop in and announce only he was allowed to mess with Aiden. ”Don’t’ deny- you love your sister and her bitchy decisions.” Not that he would define Calla as a bitch. In fact, get a drink with her and she was Damon’s favorite person.

At the smell of it, he could smell meat, so he answered very intelligently, ”If we’re lucky, they are serving food. I need something to waste away all these cousin cooties.” Further on spreading their joke. Damon walked in, seeing that the place was one of his kind of bars. Hopefully Tullia didn’t mind because the poor boy was starving. There was a study to see if a male ate twice their weight or not. The way he saw the people stuff their faces around there, Damon would be the one to believe that. As well as his own personal experience. Damon sat down at a table himself, pushing off the reserved sign and putting it on what appeared to be an already taken table. If you had to get a reserved spot here, you were fucking nuts and deserved not to have a seat. ”Oh good, I was right. Food.” He said, showing Tullia the menu as if she didn’t have one right in front of her.

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