porn star dancing (Aaron)

[Willow Santos]

Sprawled out by the pool, adorning a bikini and heart-shaped glasses, Willow Santos was in her zone. Forget school where the losers were. Forget home where her slut of a sister was. Sure, Willow had her share of one-night-stands, but she didn't go flaunting them. Seriously, her sister was a walking, talking cliche. A cheerleader sleeping with another's boyfriend? Who'd have thought? Willow rolled her eyes at the drama her older sister was causing. Willow was so much better than that.

Here, in Brynwood, Willow was away from the losers. She liked the segregation it caused. The only middle-class people here worked for her. She reached over, taking the organic herbal iced tea and sipped on it. This was the life. And in just two more months, she could go back to practically living here. The only thing she really missed about being away from her friends, was that she had nobody to file her nails for her.

The dark-haired queen bee was sitting by the pool outside, when she spotted Aaron. Willow adored the older boy. He was hot, and he fit right in with Willow, Abigail, Ashlee and Rachel. And since Alexis went crazy on her, she was short a friend. Standing up, she walked over to him. "Look what the cat dragged in" she said, before pushing the shades up on the top of her head.

[Aaron Nash]

Aaron didn't hang out here all that often. Half the time, he didn't have the time to spare hanging out at the club. But, he had the time today and he was alone. He did a lot of things on his own. He tended to meet people while out, or he caught up with someone he hadn't seen in a while. If that wasn't the case, then he was usually with his girlfriend. He wasn't sure what she was doing today. He tended to call her at least once a day if he didn't see her. Oftentimes, they talked more than that, whether it was because they were arguing or meeting up or a mixture of the two. He'd been hanging out around the pool, honestly just lost in his own thoughts when he heard a familiar voice and glanced up. Willow Santos.

Willow was hot; top of the school and he was well aware that most guys wanted attention from her. Of course, he liked it too. Willow could be fun. Though, he didn't really spend an awful lot of time near her or her friends. He hadn't even been going to school regularly in Degrassi for a while. He'd been good friends with Tommy at one point, and he seemed to get along okay with his sister. Aaron never had problems with her. He knew she could destroy a lot of students lives. But, really they should just know better than to cross her. The school hierarchy was easy to understand and easy to avoid consequences from. "Hey Willow," he smirked. "No posse today?" He asked, noting she was alone.

[Willow Santos]

The young girl shrugged "Between me and you, they don't quite make the cut for this place," she said, sitting beside him. Willow didn't mind putting down her friends. Because really, they were lucky to have her. Willow would never be at a loss for friends. Because all she had to do was go up to someone, tell them that they were hanging out with her, and they'd be at her feet, doting on her and doing whatever she wanted. And she did, every so often. The only girl that she ever confided anything in was Abigail. The two had actually grown close, and not just superficially.

"What brings you to my neck of the woods?" she asked, crossing her legs. "I haven't seen any of the Cameron clan in a long time." The last she saw any of them was when Ellie came drunk and embarrassed Miss Renessmee. Willow had been amused. She did have some sympathy for her, but it wasn't shown. If her mother did that, though, people wouldn't have dared to say a word. Not like Nesse. But the way that she worked, none of what was said came out of her mouth. Therefore, she couldn't be faulted. She knew that the girls were making snide comments about the girl and her mother. But she never said a word. Willow hardly ever actually said anything. She had the girls do it for her. This time around, though, Willow hadn't told them to. When it came to parents, she stayed out of it.

[Aaron Nash]

"Oh, you know, bored, extra time on my hands," Aaron shrugged. There was no other reason. He hadn't had a lot of free time until recently. He wouldn't be spending his every waking hour in places like this, but it was nice to hang out there once in a while. He'd gone before when he was younger, and before he had no time left to do anything. Personally, Aaron liked having no time. He liked being as busy as humanly possible. Now, it was cool to relax. But, for a while, it kept his focus elsewhere. His family was far from perfect and a lot had been going on and it was his way of dealing with that stress. He had more than enough to focus on and at the end of the day, he passed out without so much as thinking one solitary thought. He liked that. Only, when he came to again, he realised that he should have been helping out all along.

"You too, huh?" He said, almost joking, but there was a seriousness to his tone. "I don't see much of them myself anymore. I don't know what's up..." Well, he did know what was up, but he wasn't going to get into that personal type of sharing, especially not too in depth with Willow. He was well aware that she was one of those girls that liked to gossip. She was the queen bee and there were enough rumours about the family. He didn't need to help start other ones. "I'm sure they'll start showing up again eventually."

[Willow Santos]

Willow barely paid attention to what he had to say. She rarely paid attention to what anyone had to say, really. She didn't even know what he said, she just listened for the tone. His tone seemed serious and sad, so she went with that. It could have been the worst news, she really didn't know. Scooting back so she was more behind him than beside him, she clucked her tongue. "You poor thing! You sound so stressed! You deserve a massage" she said, rubbing his shoulders as she started it without waiting for permission. Willow Santos didn't need permission. She was Willow Santos.

"You have such strong shoulders," she cooed, kissing his shoulder. "I love a man with strong shoulders" she flirted with him. Hey, Aaron was rarely around. So she wasn't going to pass up her chance to hit on him. Especially with his hair. Aaron had perfect hair. "You wanna play a game?" she asked with a sensual tone.

[Aaron Nash]

Who was Aaron to complain when she went behind him. He wasn't looking to have a long in depth conversation about his family drama. He had spent a lot of time not thinking about it, but now that he was at home more, he was going to pay extra attention to it. He needed to be there, whether it was for his mom or for his little sister. He'd sort through this drama, even if he had to go find Sean and drag him back. He had nothing against the man, really. He was his step-dad, and like another dad to him, really. Or an uncle, or whatever the hell you wanted to call him. He was friends with his real dad, which was... weird, when he thought about it. But, he tried not to, honestly. He got along fine with his real dad too and his family on that side.

"Mm.." He voiced his approval, relaxing at her touch. When she mentioned a game, he tilted his head back to look at her, curious. "Depends on the game. What do you have in mind?" He asked, and of course, he would probably be interested. Sure, he had a girlfriend. But things like this happened, he couldn't help it.

[Willow Santos]

Willow grinned. Sure, she had asked him, but when Willow asked something, she wasn't really asking. She was telling. So when he asked what she had in mind, she smirked and said "good boy." Who could resist her, anyway? Not many tried, but the few who did tended to regret it. After all, everyone knew that Willow Santos could tear a person down quicker than they could utter the words No, thank you.

She had a ribbon in her hair, keeping it tied back. So now, she reached back and untied it, letting her dark hair fall to her shoulders. Getting on her knees, she brought it in front of him, but didn't cover his eyes with it. Not yet, anyways. "First, you put this on and let me lead you somewhere. You can take it right back off, but where we're going, that's a surprise." And she knew just where to lead him, too.

[Aaron Nash]

"Do I get a prize for being good?" He asked, with a hint of jest to his voice, not to mention suggestion. There was no reason to resist Willow. She was hot. And of course Aaron knew her reputation, but he thought less about that and more about the idea that a hot girl liked his time. That was more important. He didn't think that he would have done anything to make her want to ruin him, although he was well aware that she tended to do that with people. It wasn't something that he consciously thought about. She was hot, so was he, and he tended to have enough fights with his girlfriend that this was okay.

As she showed him the ribbon, he acknowledged it then looked back at her. He was curious, more than anything. He wasn't sure where she planned to lead him, but trusting her, he gave a nod. "All right, go ahead. You're the leader." He assured her. And he would let her surprise him, even if he wasn't sure at all what she was going to take him to.

[Willow Santos]

A prize? Really? Willow could have rolled her eyes at that comment. It was lame. But, he was trying to get her interest. And, by Willow's standards, he was well-worth sleeping with. Even if he happened to have a girlfriend. Hey, she had a boyfriend, but he went off to the army. He left her all alone; he had to be insane if he thought that this wouldn't happen. Giving him a giggle, she playfully slapped his chest. "You're so funny!" No, no he wasn't. But, that wasn't the point. She wasn't exactly going for honesty here. When he gave his consent, she scooted closer and pulled it around his head, covering his eyes, and tying it. She took his hands, so he knew where she was, and stood up.

She led him inside, to the locker room for those changing their clothes for golf. Of course, it was empty today. she wouldn't have done this if it wasn't. She locked the door behind them, slipping the ribbon back off of his face. She looked up into his eyes before giving a pout. "You know, Shequial joined the army. He left me all...alone" She tilted her head as she said it. Oh, she was pretty sure that Aaron would help take care of that. "Ouch. This harsh light is really hurting my eyes," she said, reaching over slowly and flipping the light off. "Much better." She was checking him out. Oh, yeah. Much, much better.