she’d never intended for this to get this far. and though they were definitely not in a relationship, they were each others. she was his, and he was hers — it didn’t even need to be said for them and for those around them to know. talia hates how weak the boy makes her; she’s grown so accustomed to waking up to a different boy in her bed that it’s almost odd to be constantly waking up to the familiar face she’s grown so fond of. she’s in deep, and she knows it. the blonde might not admit it openly, but she knows it. the fact lies within the crevices of her mind and keeps her up at night. her hands immediately move to allow her fingers to card through his locks of hair, eagerly returning the kiss. the electricity between the pair never fade, it’s an ever present burning flame that barely even flickers. it’s there, no matter what they’re doing. perhaps that’s why she constantly finds herself coming back to aj: because of how he makes her feel. her eyes flutter shut, eyelashes brushing against her cheek at the feel of aj pressing kisses against her jaw. she subconsciously tilts her head, encouraging him to continue because he’s well aware of the fact that neck kisses have always been her weakness. “hmm,” she muses, smirk returning for a few moments. “they’ll be seen anyways. i am tossed in the air quite a bit, y’know. so fuck it. go wild,” talia grins, eyes fluttering open for a few moments just so that she can back up until she’s against her kitchen counter. the blonde pushes herself up onto the counter, skirt lifting in the process. her fingers trail along the hem, pushing it further up her scantily clad legs. “all yours.”
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