More Than Just Destiny

Chapter III: We’re Not Rated X

That week, Devon bothered her twice, once on Monday and another that Friday. It turned out she did work that Friday, but it wasn’t some late shift. The tall model did pay her a visit while she was working though, and he had his own little fun while visiting her.

He bothered her whenever he got the chance to.

“Excuse me, miss?” Destiny turned around to see a plump blonde woman standing behind her. Her arms were wrapped around a ton of tickets, hanging all over the place. Someone would have taken some and she probably wouldn’t even notice. “One of the machines doesn’t work.”

Her blue eyes blinked a few times as she followed the woman to a game slot. “Alright, I’ll see what I can do.” She smiled faintly, kneeling down and took out a chain and picked out one of the keys (out of like, fifty. Not really.) and inserted it, opening up the bottom. Looking around, the girl stuck her hand in, fumbling around with the wires.

One thing about Destiny was that she was great with electronics. She knew how to work them and fix them and play them. And within a mere minute, she fixed the game as the lights flashed on and off, with a horn blaring loudly, causing others to stop and look around. “There you go.” She stood up, huffing proudly.

The woman thanked Destiny before she walked off, making sure that the other costumers were enjoying their time.

Her lips curved into a smile as she stopped to watch a familiar man playing one of the Dance Dance Revolution games. His brown eyes glanced over at her for a moment before they focused on the screen set before him. While he kept playing, his hands were gripping onto the bar tightly and his feet shuffling around on the pad. All the arrows were hit. All the arrows were perfected.

When the song ended, Devon jumped off the dance pad, smiling at the dark-haired girl, “Well, helloooo,” the man walked over to the girl, holding his hands out in a gesture that he wanted a hug.

“I don’t think so.” She raised a single brow, placing her hands on her hip, tilting her head towards the side, “Are you having fun?”

He nodded, “I forgot what it’s like to be a kid.”

“Really? Thought you were still one,” Destiny grinned, turning away from him and continued on walking as he followed. “Anyway, my shift ends at five. I’m sure that we can make dinner and movies.”

“Will you be driving again?”

“I thought I made it clear on Monday that it was you who was supposed to be picking me up?” With her remark, she turned to look at him, a grin still upon her face.

Nodding, he stood one big step and caught onto her, “You’re right. Where are my manners?” The man walked beside her the entire time while she checked on the costumers. There were other game technicians and service people looking at them. Actually, he didn’t quite understand why there were so many of the workers walking around, most of them looked as if they weren’t even doing anything. “It’s four-thirty!” He exclaimed in a sing-song voice, trying to annoy the teenager.

Actually, he’d yet to know that she was a teenager.

“N’yeah, well, we’ve got thirty more minutes.” She smiled, “While, you go play around, I’m going to finish up the rounds here.”

The man nodded, tearing away from her. Just as he did, a technician just like her, walked up, grinning. “New boyfriend?” She turned around to face the boy who spoke up and Destiny matched his grin. “He’s a looker.”

Shaking her head, she placed her hand on her hip once more, “Nope. Just a guy.”

“A guy you slept with.”

“Someone’s a psychic.” Destiny rolled her eyes, making her way over towards the bumper car while the technician followed her. Everyone seemed to like to follow her. How odd was that?

He was her ex-boyfriend. The two of them had applied the job together, though a couple months later, she broke up with him. They were still friends, in a sense. Okay, well, they were more like, ‘friends with benefit’. The two of them were together for almost a year before she broke it off, and the reason, he still didn’t know.

The boy smiled, leaning against the bars while he watched the kids ride around in the toy cars, slamming against each other, “So, we can still have all that funny business like we did last week?”

“Not today though.” She cast him a glance for a moment before turning away, wandering around once more, “I have a date.”

“With him?”

“Who else?”

The boy shrugged. “What about tomorrow? Are you working?” He stuck his hands into the pocket of his slacks, “My house is empty and all.”

She cast a glance over at the boy once more, slipping off her hat and ruffled up her black hair, “I’ll think about it. Just call me. I’m out now.” She gave her ex-boyfriend a hug before making her way to the back of the entertainment center.

There was a locker room set in the back of the entertainment center, separated by guys and girls. She sighed, unbuttoning her teal blouse, and slipped it off. No worries, she was wearing a tank top inside. Once entering the room, she found her locker, taking out her clothes and changed out. Destiny was finished dressing in a mere few minutes and left the room.

Her blue eyes scanned the area, looking for the model.

Walking around, her head turned from left to right and back again but never once did she find him. Instead, after waiting by one of the crane games, he found her. “Hey,” He grinned, “Nice to see you again.”

“And I you,” Destiny blinked a few times, “So, you ready to go?”

Devon nodded, holding out his arm as she linked with it. The two of them made a good looking couple. Though, minus the age difference. Destiny waved to her ex once more as they exited and head towards his car.

“I just got paid today.” The blue-eyed girl smiled at the older man, “so, you can decide where to eat. Just, make it somewhere where it’s in my budget and don’t make me go broke.” She loosened her arm around his as he unlocked the door. She buckled up the seatbelt and she watched Devon back out and drive onto the highway.

He caught her eyes and smiled, “French or Italian?”

Blinking a few times, she tilted her head towards the side, looking at the man with those ‘innocent’ eyes. “I think French’ll be nice.” The man’s smile only widened as he nodded in response.

It was at least a twenty minute drive until the car pulled into a parking lot of Meli Moli and found a parking space ways from the restaurant. It was a Friday night after all. He pulled the key out of the ignition and the two of them stepped out.

Devon took her hand, leading her to the French restaurant, their fingers intertwined and he gave her smaller hand a gentle squeeze. “Richard’s um, fiancée owns this place, so, we can get in cheap.” The hazel hair turned to her, giving her a toothy grin, “You don’t mind, right?” A wink came over in her direction as her blue eyes widened and her cheeks grew red. Devon knew what happened just one year back.

“So, you know what happened and you’re still wiling to uh… go on a date with me?”

“It was only a kiss, though, if you admit that I’m better than him, I think I can forgive you.”

With a suspicious look, Destiny shook her head from side to side, “If that’s how you wanna think…”

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The two of them sat across from each other, eating their dinner quietly. On occasion, Devon would glance up at the girl, but she never looked up. Perhaps, an environment like that was just too... public for her comfort. After taking another bite of his food, he set his fork on, leaning into the table with his elbow propped up onto it. He smiled faintly as she looked up. “So…”

“Oh.” Her blue eyes widened, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… make this all awkward.” Destiny apologized as the model shook his head with a quiet laugh, “Um, so,” She echoed him, setting down her fork as well, “Devon Watson, how long have you been in the modeling gig?”

The man laughed, tilting his head towards the side, “I’ve… been modeling ever since I was seventeen years old.”

“What is it like?”

“Not too bad,” He replied with a shrug of his shoulders, “I get the money, but there’s no big deal with fame involved, which is great.”

Nodding to his comment, Destiny smiled faintly, “You don’t want fame?”

“Nope.”

“Why?”

Another shrug came her way, “I don’t know. I mean, I am a little now, but… fame can screw a person over.” Devon grinned faintly, raising an eyebrow. “I like my life the way it is now.”

“Dating girls you don’t even know?”

“Only the pretty ones,” the man replied quickly with a grin as she blushed just a little, glancing down at her plate filled with food. “What about you? What do you do?”

It was Destiny’s turn to shrug, biting her lower lip, “Hm, I go to school and I work at Scatz.”

“Reason enough.”

“What do you do on your free time when, Mister Model?” Her sarcasm returned just a little as a small smile curved upon her lips. She had to admit it. He was a very interesting guy. More interesting than most… men that she dated. All of them really just wanted someone good in bed. Conversations weren’t a requirement. Though, Destiny did like to have a good conversation. She was a girl after all.

Devon was good at that. On top of that, he was good with many things. “I like to draw. Art’s my passion.”

Those beautiful blue eyes widened in surprise, “Really?” She leaned in just a little, quite interested now. Destiny liked to draw as well. But that was her little secret. No one knew that she had that talent. “You can draw? What do you draw?”

“Anything, really,” He smiled as she was interested.

“Aw, c’mon, you have to be more specific than thaaat,” Destiny pouted just a little, lifting her fork once more, stabbing her salad and stuffing the leaf into her mouth.

***

His lips kissed hers gently, his hands groping her sides lightly. The movie played loudly, the guns going off and people screaming in death. The couple paid no such attention though. Actually, they didn’t even bother watching any part of it. Right when they sat down on the theater seats, their lips locked automatically. They didn’t care at all what the others though – if there were other people around. Of course, Devon chose the movie that had been out the longest.

Destiny sighed loudly as they broke their kiss, his lips kissing her neck, sucking on her skin. His hand slipped under her shirt and under her bra, massaging her breasts, taking the hard nipples in between his thumb and index finger, pinching them gently, receiving a gasp from the dark-haired girl.

Without even bother to check if there were others around, she pushed him back against his seat and straddled his lap, her crotch rubbing up against his erection. He growled from the back of his throat, grabbing her hips, keeping her still. The girl merely smiled looking at him through those heavy lids.

“You like that, don’t you?” She whispered into his ear, kissing his cheek. Destiny nipped at the top of his ear, her tongue gently tracing it as Devon groaned. She rocked against the dent in his pants once more.

He tilted his head back against the seat, giving her another sigh. His brown head shot up a few seconds later as he felt a warm encasing around his engorged dick, and his chocolate eyes were wide. “You-” Devon couldn’t finish his sentence as the dark-haired girl lowered herself upon him, rocking gently. “Fuuck.” He groaned, his hands finding her hips once more as he lifted her, shuddering as the cold air brush against his cock.

Devon didn’t realize that she undid his pants and did all that… jazz.

With her lips slightly parted, Destiny moaned quietly with a faint tremble. To be frank – she wasn’t on top often, and being on top made it a totally different experience. He looked at the girl through those half opened eyes as she impaled herself on him once more, rolling her hips to the beat of the rock music playing in the background.

She placed her hand on his face, cupping his strong jaws gently, kissing his lips with passion. Her tongue stroked the brim of his teeth as he gripped on her hips a bit tighter, his own jerking to her touch.

Her movements grew faster as the minutes trailed on by; it was painful for the both of them, in a good way. Destiny’s breathing grew faster and faster as Devon’s reaction was the same. “Fuck.” He groaned again as he felt her walls clench down on his dick. She was almost there.

He sighed, wanting to just give it his all, but then again, they were in the movie theatre and they didn’t have much space to lie down on. Plus, it felt good like this.

Destiny whimpered quietly as she froze suddenly, her walls squeezing down on him over and over. She wave him one more thrust before he groaned loudly, his swollen cock twitching inside of her until he finally came, shooting his load inside.

Wrapping her arms around him, Destiny kissed Devon once more, and he responded gratefully. As the room went black and the credits began rolling, the dark-haired girl pulled herself off of him, adjusting her skirt and panties while he stood up, tucking himself back inside his shorts.

“Ahem.”

The two of them turned around to see an older man dressed in the AMC uniform with his hands on his hip – if… he really had one.

Destiny couldn’t help but smile faintly. Her cheeks grew a little bit red as she turned away to look at Devon, who just blinked as if he didn’t know what was going on.

Apparently, through some odd routine checkup, the two of them were caught while having sex – in the theatre. “If you two’ll come with me.” The man frowned just a little bit, turning away from the couple, taking slow steps down the stairs.

The dark-haired girl bit her lower lip as she attempted to keep herself from laughing. She loved the dangerous rides. Devon gave a ‘heh’ before making his way behind the chubby man, taking the younger girl’s hand.

It was a minute’s walk to the manager’s office and when they did reach there, they were yelled at. Destiny cringed as his spit came flying across the room. He was ‘lecturing’ them about having public decency and having sex wasn’t one of them. Honestly, what was he to say? He wasn’t her father and surely wasn’t Devon’s.

In the end, the two of them were ‘banned’ from the theatres.

Devon and Destiny made their way out of the air conditioned theatre, finally laughing out loudly. The two of them held each others hand, making their way over to his dark blue car.

“This day was pretty productive.” He smiled as he opened the door for her. Destiny gave a nod in agreement, slipping in, adjusting her skirt. Devon quickly made his way over towards the driver’s seat. “I hope you… enjoyed at least the most of it.”

Destiny laughed quietly as she buckled up her seatbelt, “Yeah. I actually did.”

He nodded, and backed out of the packed theatre with another car waiting behind to take his place. “So, do I take you back to Scatz or take you home?”

“Scatz, my car is still there.”

With a nod, he said okay, and drove onto the high way once more. Silence fell over them as she stared out of the window, watching the white lines pass by them quickly. It seemed like the lines were moving, not the car. But that’s really the power of mobility. Destiny sighed; her head pressed up against the glass window, watching her breath appear on it and disappearing a second later.

As he pulled up to the parking lot, he pulled to a stop to the only car there, hers. He took the key out of its ignition, “I had fun today.” He glanced over at her with those chocolate eyes, smiling faintly.

Destiny nodded in response. She merely sat there, never once got out of the car. “Um…” Unbuckling her seatbelt, she turned to face him, raising a brow, “I did too.” How was she going to say it? There wasn’t any other way she could have said it without it making it sound bad, “I had a really, really…” She gave a ‘heh’, “fun time. But… I’m not looking for a relationship to be in.”

The man laughed, shaking his head, and the girl gave a confused look, “Who said I was looking for one?”

Flabbergasted, Destiny said nothing but merely shrugged, “Well, I guess, this is all settled then?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, then…” The dark-haired girl smiled faintly, before opening the car door, “I’ll see you at Richard’s wedding.” Just before she stepped out, Devon grabbed her arm, pulling her back into the car. She turned her head quickly around, as their lips barely touched. More like, his lips kissed the corner of hers, but the man smiled anyway.

“I’ll see you then, Destiny.”


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