A kiss from a rose

Rosa De Luna, owner and operator of A Kiss From A Rose floral creations, and the ladies that work with her. 18+ Iconless RP

[akissfromarosa]

kiissme​:

It wasn’t as if it was the first time she’d be complimented by her dark, curly locks. Not as much when she was a redhead, and though she liked it, she felt like getting back to her roots so to speak. She had plenty of blokes paw at it when drunk enough, something that had irritated her to no end. And yet… The thought of the other brushing her fingers through her locks, maybe nails scratching at her scalp had sounded so damn…appealing. The mere thought of it sending pleasant little shivers through her body, a warm smile stretching across her lips. “Well… Get enough liquor in me, maybe I can let that little wish come true?” Oh, who was she kidding, really? She could be stone cold sober and she’d let it happen. Please let it happen. If there is a God, He’d let it happen.

          She was glad she let Alyssa take the next round at least. A sharp contrast to her college days, even before then, scheming to get others — namely pathetic blokes — to pay for her drinks. Yet with Raina, it was something she wanted to do. Anything to spend more time with her, chuckling softly, “I can do with some food, so sharin’ an app? Definitely up for that…” It didn’t escape her the mention of keeping strength up, an almost bashful smile as her mind raced at the implications of such little words. Keep strength up for what? Her natural wickedness was bubbling up, making her laugh right out at the words panty dropper came out. “Erm, god, I got you thinkin’ I’m an innocent little lamb, it’s just…nerves, I guess. I swear it is, I’m just… This is my first time…anywhere like this, so I’m just…catchin’ my bearings, that’s all.” Something she hoped to get over, unless she wanted to bore the poor but very cute girl. “But that sounds like a good toast, I’d like that.” She listened to the other talk about her job, once again laughing at the use of flowers, “Oh, that’s brilliant, though! I wouldn’t have thought ‘bout that. God. I got lots of clients and colleagues that could use one of those fuck you bouquets, wouldn’t mind that.” When it came to Alyssa’s job, she let out a groan. “Oh, this is when you get bored. I’m… I’m a criminal lawyer. Which is just as well as my brother’s a detective, it’s sorta a joke ‘round the office, but… Yeah, not as creative or fun as yours, but…” Taking a deep breath, she gave a shrug, “I love it, though. I rarely lose, I make money off arguin’ and puttin’ down those that think they’re better than me. Winnin’ takes a whole level of unadulturated joy. It makes my ma and da proud, y’know? And I like knowin’ I’m puttin’ someone where they belong. Fight for people’s rights, making someone feel justified and safe… I love it.” She gave a shrug, a smile coming, “Am I borin’ you? Not exactly hot stuff, is it? But, there you go.”

“How much liquor is enough?” Raina questioned, a very well-manicured brow raising. Licking her lips, she tipped her head to the side. “Because I need to know just haw many drinks I gotta buy before you let me at your hair...” she teased. She’d give anything to touch it. 

It was nice paying for and getting drinks paid for. Either way they drank. Either way, she got to spend time with this gorgeous creature and learn more about her. Raina was no stranger to men buying her drinks, she just often didn’t accept them simply because... men were scary. She loved women though, and felt safe and herself in their company. “I mean, just a little bit. Seem a bit on the innocent side, but that’s not anything bad...” she said, smiling. “Oh, I love these places. I just... I feel so incredibly in my own skin when I get to be in these sorts of bars. I’ll help you get your sea legs, so to speak, if you want.” She smiled slowly. “I’m pretty good at putting them together, honestly. My boss says I make pretty fuck yous and that’s all that matters.” Leaning in with interest, she smiled at her and laughed. “I bet that does feel pretty fucking good, beating them down.” Her fingers brushed Alyssa’s arm, settled there. “No. Keep going. I like the way you sound when you talk about justice. It’s sexy and beautiful.”

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

“It’s fine. Eventually my boss would knock into my office to drag me there“ Alex explained, disregarding her worries with a gesture before clinking his glass of wine against hers “To daydreams coming true” he repeated, taking a slow sip of the wine. Just seeing her was more than enough to have him delighted, but if the daydreams actually came true, the glasses better be away because they were more than R-rated. “It’s really cute you worry that much about me”

“Ah, well, glad you made it and that you made it here tonight. You have been on my mind so often, it’s like you’re on a race track there,” she joked. Drinking wine, she leaned into him, just to be close. The urge to press her lips to his was far too tempting for her, she gave in and brushed them across his, her day dreams definitely not of the chaste sort. “It’s really cute that you think that’s cute. I think you are very cute. I’m glad you’re here. Relax now.”

[akissfromarosa]

talesofterrebonne​:

Eva couldn’t blame her; if she ever met one of the chefs and/or TV personalities that Sasha was obsessed with, she would most definitely tell him all about it. Flaunt it even.

“Seriously? Pots would be…I use them so often; I’d love to not have to hunt them down every time. And I know Sasha would just love adding those pots to our kitchen back home.” Home. Funny how her apartment in Philly didn’t seem so much like home anymore. Not now that she was back here. Back in New Orleans. 

“I’d love a tour! If you’re sure you don’t mind.” She knew a lot of green witches considered their greenhouse to be a sacred space – much like Sasha did his kitchen and she didn’t want to invade.

“Then just consider that a done deal. Pots you shall have.” Rosa was more than happy to deal out plants in any form to those in need. “But yeah, if you use it frequently... definitely more helpful to have a ready supply. And they do look lovely, if you put them in a big enough pot so they can grow.”

Rosa laughed softly. “I would love to show you around. I never get the chance to just... show off everything I grow.” 

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

The way her smile seemed to be coy was a contradiction with the way her eyes ran over him… That was pretty much the way his own were scanning the brunette’s gorgeous figure. “Solemn” he repeated slowly. It sounded way better than having a stick up your ass. At Zahra’s comment about his smile, he did his best to not break in a grin “For science… What would you say?” He inquired, letting his features relax in a bright (even when slightly cold) smile.

She enjoyed what she saw. He was incredibly handsome and she was incredibly drawn to him. “Solemn. That’s the exact word for you...” she said, tapping a manicured fingertip to her lips. And when he did smile... “Just as I suspected.” Zahra’s own lips split into a wide smile. “You have the kind of charismatic smile that someone could just... shine under. I bet people clamor to try to make you happy, don’t they?”

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

The musician laughed at the drink’s name “The most important thing… does it work?” he inquired teasingly, letting his eyes wander down her legs as if he tried to discern if the drink had that effect on the blonde. Not that he could see it in the dark club, though. “I’m fine, thanks. I’m halfway through this” he explained, raising his gin & tonic.

“Oh well, I don’t want to assume that everyone knows me” Alistair joked, with a curiously modest smile on his face “Jesus, I don’t have anything on me either. I’ll owe you one, then? I’m glad you enjoyed the show, and even more that you’re a fan”

“So far... It has dropped no panties for or to me... But I tend to travel in a pack, so my friends ensure I don’t make drunk mistakes...” she rambled. Her panties were firmly in place, such as they were. Very brief, and pink. “Well. Next round on me, if you don’t mind...” she said brightly, not believing her luck to get this close and meeting him.

“Everyone at this party has to... Or they are incredibly stupid...” she murmured. “I can give you my number and you can call me to let me know exactly when would be a good time to collect?” she offered, sipping her drink and letting it embolden her. 

[akissfromarosa]

parvamundi​:

          Brad waved his hand, brushing off what must have been the hundredth thank you Rosa had thrown his way. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate it, but more that it wasn’t necessary. Of course he would be here, looking out for her. Jay was a maniac as far as he was concerned and he’d protect Rosa from him at all costs. Well, most anyway.

He reached out and gently took the keys from her hand, using them to unlock and open the door, wordless at first. “You’re grabbin’ some stuff and you’re comin’ back to my place. With me. And you’re stayin’ as long as you want to.” Brad gave her a look, a serious one, before taking her hand. “We talked about this and I meant what I said.”

He took the keys and her hand, those simple acts made her feel more steady. His voice was a balm to her nerves and she wanted to grab him close and hold him. Jay had rattled her last night more than she would admit aloud and was glad that she’d gone to Brad. He was a calming influence.

Rosa nodded once and stepped inside the apartment. It was wrecked. Maybe he’d been on something. Only thing that explained the mess. She walked as quietly as she could towards the bedroom, picking up her purse and its contents when she passed it spread on the floor. “I don’t think he’s here...” she whispered.

[akissfromarosa]

@parvamundi​ Brad

Nerves had her chattering inane nonsense at Brad as he walked her to her apartment so that she could gather her things. Jay should be gone, working, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t take a day off. Or come home early. “Thank you. For this. I thought you might... I can just go home. You can go back now. I think I’m all right from here.” Rosa pushed hair back from her face. “I’ll just find a hotel and get a bag together. You’ve rescued me enough, don’t you think?” she asked. 

Her keys jangled in her hands, hands that shook as she got closer to the door. She was not scared, but she had never dealt with the level of anger that Jay had displayed last night. 

[akissfromarosa]

kiissme​:

          Well, she certainly heard that which made her pale cheeks blush with color as she averted her gaze down and let out a laugh. Fingers brushing through her dark locks as her mind tried not to get up in a tizzy which by all matters was probably a tame compliment but to Alyssa it was all she could think about. God, she felt like a fucking virgin all bashful and nervous and god, the butterflies were trying to revolt in her stomach. She remembered making fun of girls like this back in school with her best friend, how did she become one of them? Maybe because the other was gorgeous and she didn’t quite know what to do. Not like she’d been open about this part of herself and had experience actually full throttle going for it instead of dwindling away in bisexual purgatory. If that was a thing, felt like it should be. But, she didn’t want to be. She wanted to get over this shy and bashful sort of persona her insecurities had projected on to her and more of herself. “Fine, you get the next round… But I call dibs on the round after that, yeah? Maybe a plate of somethin’ to eat, as well, I can down as much liquor as I can handle but doin’ it on an empty stomach is just bad manners in my opinion, not havin’ that.” Okay. That was good. That felt herself. She was getting there.

          Licking her lips, she faced the bartender, letting out a hum. “My usual is a Scottish whisky, neat but….” Looking towards Raina, her face sort of softened, “But that’s what I usually get and… Tonight…. I wanna try somethin’ new, so… I’m gonna have the same. Might as well try it out, aye?” For drinks and so many things, she thought, but she was willing. Her smile widening, she cleared her throat. “So….” How does one go about these things? “Other than philanderin’ husbands usin’ your business with dastardly and really poor thinkin’ skills when it comes to their infidelity…” she chuckled, “What’s the best bit about bein’ a florist? Might as well think of somethin’ good to outweigh the bad, right?”

Tongue darting across her lips, she grinned. “You know, I love your hair. Looks so... lush. Love to just take one of your curls and wind it all around my finger and let it just spring back up...” It was cute, how she got all shy, but Raina would talk and rattle on enough for the pair of them, and if it helped to relax her? Well, mores the better. “Fine, you can get the round after. And maybe we can split an app or something. Enough to take the edge off, keep our strength up...” 

“I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t order that pink panty dropper... You’d have turned ten shades of red trying to get that ordered...” she teased. “And we can toast when our drinks are ready. To trying new things and breaking out of the little boxes that life puts us into?” she said. Raina’s finger tapped her lips, her face scrunched as if she was thinking hard. “Ah. Well, my boss is my very best friend, that is a very good part. And I love to tell people ‘fuck you’ via flowers because you have to know your flower language with my boss. We make the most passive aggressive, and sometimes just aggressive... bouquets. It’s great. What do you do? I bet it is something extremely serious because you give off a very serious vibe.”

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

His eyes were locked on her as she approached the bar, and gleamed slightly as she accepted the invitation and approached him on the VIP table. Luckily for him, they were both alone, with most of the other managers mingling in the crowd or in darker corners of the club. Sirius held the urge to roll his eyes at them.

As she took the seat next to his, he turned slightly so he could face her “That’s quite a gorgeous name. I’ll call you Zahra, if you let me” he announced, letting his gaze wander just once over her figure before meeting her eyes again “Me? You could say I’m one of the promoters of this night. But… you can call me Sirius”

Zahra settled into the seat by him, fingers trailing over the fine leather. Not sticky nor cheap. Just how she liked it. Her focus was on him, her smile small, almost coy. It seemed a bit odd that he would be all alone, but handsome as he was she wouldn’t question her good luck. Because she most definitely wanted to get to know him. 

“You can call me whatever you like,” she murmured, her own eyes giving him a slow once over. She met his gaze once more and smiled a bit wider. “Sirius. A very solemn name for a man who looks to live up to it. Do you smile, Sirius? I bet you have an absolutely devastating smile. The sort that makes a girl want to just live under the light of it.”

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

He tensed a little when the girl turned towards him with an annoyed look on her face, but soon her expression did a 180º and she was apologizing for her reaction. “Oh my God that was going to be a problem. I don’t feel like dripping whatever you’re having there” he gestured to her hand “I’m glad you stopped yourself as well” he chuckled, raising a hand to move the hair off his forehead.

“Great to meet you Raina. I’m Alistair” the musician joked, even when his expression was as serious as possible “Did you see me play before ? Or just hit the club?” Alistair asked, a small hint of anxiety in his voice.

Absolutely mortified by what she’d nearly done, Raina set her drink on the bar lest she get too animated (she loved him, he was her favorite musician) and accidentally do what she’d nearly done on purpose. “It’s called a pink panty dropper and my friend ordered me one once, I’ve never gone back. It’s mostly tequila?” Laughing, her cheeks pink, she gestured to the bar. “I could order one for you?”

Her eyes followed his hand, trying to hide a grin from him. “Oh, I absolutely know who you are and if I had something to write on and with, I would absolutely be fangirling and asking for an autograph. Which is completely childish and silly, but I love your music and yes, I saw you play. You’re so good!”

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

As Rosa sat to his side, Alex straightened up to pour the wine in the glasses she provided, chuckling softly as she explained how her day was. He couldn’t help to feel all warm inside as the florist told him how much the idea of meeting him distracted her from her daily activities “Well, to be honest I’ve been daydreaming a little. About that smile, specially. And I almost miss a meeting” the man admitted with a soft chuckle before handing her one of the wine glasses “Should we toast?”

She was eager to spend the evening with him. It wasn’t even the thought of sex, which was phenomenal, but just getting to know him more. And enjoying simply being in his presence. Rosa took the glass when he offered it and smiled up at him. That smile he’d daydreamed about. “Well, glad it was only almost instead of actually missing it. Wouldn’t want to cause you any trouble...” Nodding, she lifted her glass. “To... daydreams coming true?” she suggested.

[leneemusing]

morning after starters

“  last night was nice.  ” “  lets do this again some time.  ” “  i’ll leave my number.  ” “  i gotta go, sorry.  ” “  can’t you at least stay for breakfast?  ” “  i’ll make coffee—don’t go anywhere.  ” “  next time, maybe i’ll buy you dinner first.  ” “  if we do this again you better buy me dinner first.  ” “  i don’t think my legs work again yet.  ” “  i don’t wanna get up.  ” “  no don’t move, it’s too cold outside the covers.  ” “  there’s no way i can hide these marks…  ” “  this was probably a mistake.  ” “  this can’t happen again.  ” “  you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here.  ” “  are you watching me sleep?  ” “  you look cute all frazzled like this.  ” “  why are you looking at me like that?  ” “  keep kissing me like that and we’re gonna end up back in bed.  ” “  something wrong? ” “  i’d stay if i could, i promise.  ” “  so if i put my number in your phone, you actually gonna text me? ” “  i made breakfast.  ” “  how do you take your coffee?  ” “  fuck! i’m late—  ” “  did you turn the alarm off?  ” “  if you don’t turn that alarm off i’m gonna throw it out the window.  ” “  i can’t find my shirt.  ” “  babe, we slept in.  ” “  i know you’re awake.  ” “  i’ll stay.  ” “  why don’t you stay?  ” “  i like waking up with you.  ” “  i like having you here at night.  ” “  you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this.  ” “  so when are we gonna actually go on a real date?  ” “  do i smell bacon?  ” “  you made pancakes?  ” “  come on, come back to bed.  ” “  you weren’t there when i woke up.  ” “  i thought you left.  ” “  do you want me to go?  ” “  just let me sleep for five more minutes.  ” “  you’re really beautiful/handsome. even if you drool.  ” “  you talk in your sleep, ya know.  ”  

ACTIONS:  1. for one muse to surprise the other with breakfast in bed 2. for our muses to go another round in the morning 3. for your muse to join mine in the shower while getting ready for the day 4. for one muse to stop the other from trying to sneak away 5. for one muse to invite the other to spend the rest of the day with them  6. for one muse to convince the other to stay in bed the rest of the day 7. for our muses to have sex in the kitchen instead of finishing breakfast 8. for our muses to spoon 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood  10. for one muse to wake the other up with oral  11. for lazy morning sex  12. for one muse to wake the other because they’re having a nightmare  13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them 14. for one muse to kick the other out of their home  15. for our muses to wake with no recollection of the night before  

[soulrph]

sms prompts pt. 2

as requested by a lovely nonnie, these have a few more familial and 3AM options sprinkled in!! thank you for the wonderful request, and as always, know that these can be sent to a wrong number, just let the receiving mun know!!

( sms ): i know it's 3AM but i want you so get ur cute little ass over here.

( sms ): leaving school now, want me to get eggs on the way home?

( sms ): hey grandma/grandpa, can i get that cookie recipe from you? it's for my home ec class!

( sms ): guess who's grounded......... 🙄

( sms ): you are not gonna believe what just happened.

( sms ): BITCH OPEN UP-- oh my god you meant 3PM didn't you.

( sms ): oh. my. god.

( sms ): my sibling's being a shit, you wanna steal their car with me?

( sms ): do you have any idea what time it is?

( sms ): dude wake UP it's an emergency

( sms ): so. looks like we're partners, huh.

( sms ): i really messed up.

( sms ): you watching the news?

( sms ): can we talk?

( sms ): why the fuck would we make plans for 3AM?!

( sms ): wake up wake up wake up wakE UP WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!

( sms ): so......... you swiped right too, huh? 👀

( sms ): they know

( sms ): don't be mad

( sms ): what's for dinner tonight?

( sms ): there's something i need to tell you

( sms ): where the hell are you?! it's 3AM!!

( sms ): dude, answer your phone, i'm FREAKING out, it's like four am?? where are you?!

( sms ): hey, so... i got detention after school. i'm gonna be home late.

( sms ): i got study group after school tomorrow, can i borrow ten bucks for dinner?

( sms ): guess who totally aced that exam today!!!

( sms ): i have some really exciting news!!

( sms ): so... i totally failed my math exam today.

( sms ): pick up your phoooooooone this is mega important!

( sms ): i know we're each other's booty calls but i actually think i left...... my damn boots..... at ur place last night.

( sms ): i know it's late, but i got dumped/fired today. so... let's go out?

( sms ): you going to that party tonight?

( sms ): look. we both have lives that make love lives impossible. why don't we have like. an arrangement?

( sms ): i'm gonna stay at my friends tonight. be home in the am.

( sms ): my mom/dad/parent's being a total asshole, can i hang out at your place?

( sms ): i'm in love with you.

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

Closed starter for @akissfromarosa

This kind of event wasn’t particularly his thing. But in three music industry, there were some sacrifices one had to do to be successful, and to make connections. His little brother would probably love to be in his place, surrounded by younger and energetic people. Sirius, instead, was just sitting at his VIP table, relieved for a moment of the burden of such company.

That was… Until his eyes caught her. There was a young, pretty brunette dancing close to them, her smile shining in the dim lights of the club. When she approached the bar, he gestured the waiter, and instructed him to take her request on his behalf, and an invitation for her to join him.

She’d been invited by a friend from college, some industry thing with music producers and big wigs. They’d been looking for pretty girls to fill out the party. Nothing untoward, just they wanted pretty faces and she was one, so her friend had asked her along. She’d gone off with a couple musicians and managers once they’d arrived, but Z had kept near the bar, making conversation when others seemed into it.

Dancing slowly to the beat, she laughed at something the man dancing with her had said. And when she realized her drink was empty, excused herself. “Bourbon. Neat,” she said to the bartender. “The gentleman invites you to the VIP table,” he said, nodding towards the dark haired man. Z took the invite and her drink, making her way to him. “Hello, you. I’m Zahra. But most simply call me Z. Who might you be?” she asked as she took a seat next to him.

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

Closed starter for @akissfromarosa

He wasn’t strange to playing at clubs.. and he had to admit that he liked it. It was a smaller venue, felt like a more intimate show… and allowed to lots of after gig fun. Alistair usually went backstage to cool off a little, take a few drinks and allow the crowd to calm down. Those moments were difficult for him, since after playing he felt invaded by a rush of nervous energy, but if he went out right after stopping playing, it could be a mess of people.

When he managed to escape the backstage, a glass of gin&tonic in his hand, he started to wander around the place, blue eyes scanning around… until they landed on her. Blonde hair, killing body clad in a short dress that hugged every one of her curves. A spark lighted his eyes as he observed her, walking through the crowd to join her in the dance.

Raina was usually not one for clubs, but it was the Alistair Hawthorne. How could she skip it? The set had energized her, having danced through every song. She’d been close enough she could have almost touched him. Her drink was nearly empty when the set was through and she’d gone to the bar, gotten a refill. 

She had her very pink, very tropical drink in one hand, while music played from the speakers where the DJ had taken over. Moving to the music, she was lost in the beat, her movements graceful as she swayed and twirled. She felt a body behind her, moving with her, and Raina was momentarily irked by the intrusion. That was, until she turned around and recognized the man dancing with her. “Oh! Oh my god. Hi!” she gushed. “I hadn’t realized it was... I almost threw my drink in your face. Oh no. Glad I stopped myself.” And caught herself rambling. “I’m Raina.”

[akissfromarosa]

flirtofwallstreet​:

She was so adorable. Even when she managed to cover the most of it, he could notice the shadow of a blush in her face, making her smile even more delightful that it was. “It has gotten me another meeting with you, Rosa. I’m already where I’d like to be” he retoreted, following her instructions and taking a seat, blue eyes following her movements around the apartment.

“How was your day, miss?”

She bit her lip and chuckled, laying his jacket over the back of a chair before moving into the kitchen. The wine was opened after a moment, and she brought it and two glasses to Alex, setting everything on the coffee table. Her body curled up next to him and she smiled up at him. “I’m glad you came. My day was good. Had to leave work early. I kept almost knocking things over, I was distracted thinking of seeing you again. How was yours?”

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