♡ — 𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖌𝖆

penned by 𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑

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VALERIE   +   ANTONIO

“Shit..looking like you trying to find another man to me.” Antonio said as eyes followed the sleek crimson dress that hung to her curves. His tongue licking over his lips in ravenous nature as she stepped into the garage in her heels. He shut the door behind him, and he looped around her from behind. Guiding her towards the hood of her car, and pushing her lithe slender frame over top of it. His burly hands making their way down her body running over her thighs, and then hiking her dress up. His lips hungrily planting against her collarbone. “Let’s make your daughter a brother, or sister..” Devilish flirt against her neck. “I’m being serious.. Let’s make a baby, Val.” 

                   she  rolled  her  eyes  at  his  comment,    “  i’m  not.  can’t  a  woman  look  hot  without  being  accused  of  wanting  to  cheat    ?  ”    she  asked  as  he  circled  around  her,  her  bossy  demenour  quickly  fading  away  and  a  moan  escaping  her  as  she  felt  his  frame  against  her  back.  the  hood  of  the  car  being  her  only  way  of  keeping  herself  up,  she  splayed  both  her  hands  on  it  and  pushed  her  ass  out  against  his  crotch  while  his  lips  planted  themselves  over  and  over  again  against  her  collarbone.  being  willing  to  give  it  up  right  then  and  there,  his  comment  about  wanting  to  make  a  baby  took  val  by  surprise,    “  w-wait..  what    ?  ”    at  first  she  thought  he  was  joking,  but  when  he  repeated  himself,  she  pulled  her  hands  back  through  her  hair  and  blew  out  a  big  lungful  of  air.    “  no..  i’m  too  old  for  that  shit  ”    she  responded,  but  as  he  continued  to  caress  her  neck  with  his  lips  and  tongue  she  moaned  and  quickly  her  answer  was  altered,    “  yes  babe..  mh,  yes.  let’s  make  a  baby  ”    her  hands  were  back  on  the  hood,  her  ass  grinding  against  him.

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VALERIE   +   ANTONIO

Antonio couldn’t believe he was really about to get kicked out. This is what he got when he tried to better himself? He was staying out of trouble since he got released two weeks ago, and was pushed away from the woman he cared most about. She knew where he would be if he wasn’t with her. Right back on the same block doing the hood rat things that had landed him in prison. Hazel cores met her emerald ones, and he gave a nod. “The garage will work. You look nice today, girl. You knew I was coming, or why you all dressed up?” Part of it was doubt. Jealously? A small bit of him wondering if she was all dolled up for another man. Still he took steps towards the garage, and opened the door holding it for her. 

                   there  was  an  immense  amount  of  pressure  on  valerie  to  help  him  stay  on  his  feet.  she  knew  this,  but  didn’t  mind  due  to  the  single  fact  that  she  loved  him. the  last  thing  she  wanted  was  for  him  to  end  up  locked  up  again. her  heels  clacked  against  the  floor  once  more  as  she  headed  with  him  towards  the  garage.    “  this    ?    i  was  supposed  to  meet  a  girl  friend  for  drinks  ”    she  spoke  truthfully  as  she  walked  through  the  doorway  and  into  the  large  and  organized  garage.  stopping,  she  pulled  her  raven  locks  over  one  shoulder,  revealng  her  neck,  before  crossing  her  arms.    “  i’m  glad  you’re  here  babe  ”    an  earnest  smile  on  plump  lips.  valerie  turned  around  to  face  him,  biting  down  on  her  lower  lip  while  her  gaze  found  the  cemented  floor  of  her  garage.

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VALERIE   +   ANTONIO

Antonio had met Valerie through letters he sent while locked up. Her need to keep it secret between her, and the felon was not a surprise. “Yo, chill out!” He said giving a push back to the red dress clad girl. His eyes looking her up, and down like a steak that had been marinating, and roasted for days. “Just came over to get me some damn, and you gotta be cold to me like that?” Head bobbing as he talked as if it made his points more solid. “Why do I have to leave? I’m your man, ain’t I?”

                   meeting  a  man  she  actually  cared  about  through  a  prison  pen  pal  program,  hadn’t  exactly  been  what  valerie  had  been  expecting  when  signing  up.  but  then  she’d  met  antonio  and  he  had  recently  been  released.  the  woman  sighed,    “  my  daughter’s  home,  antonio.  we  can’t  do  this  right  now  ”    although  what  she  wanted  most  was  to  kiss  him  and  fall  onto  the  couch  together  and  forget  all  about  the  world.  his  gaze  and  his  words  about  being  her  man,  caused  her  to  nod    “  yes,  you  are  my  man.  you  can  stay,  if  you’ll  be  quiet.  please    ?    for  me  baby    ?  ”    a  pair  of  wide,  green  eyes  looked  up  at  the  man,  before  nodding  to  the  side  towards  a door,    “  we’ll  go  to  the  garage.  my  daughter’s  upstairs  ”    

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STARTER  FOR   :   @taboonmisogny​

MUSE   :   valerie  yang.  thirty-seven.  fashion  designer. 

                   he’d  walked  into  her  place  without  an  invitation    —    reminding  val  to  not  leave  her  front  door  unlocked  anymore,    “  you  can  just  show  up  here  without  letting  me  know  ”    she  hissed  in  his  direction,  before  looking  around,  making  sure  her  daughter  wasn’t  around.    “  you’ve  got  to  leave  ”    her  voice  was  dripping  in  venom  even  though  it  was  a  mere  whisper.  her  frame  was  impeccably  clad  in  a  skin  tight,  red  dress  and  the  heels  on  her  feet  clacked  against  the  marble  floor  of  her  mansion,  as  she  grabbed  him  by  the  arm  and  dragged  him  towards  the  front  door.

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STARTER  FOR   :   @nemetontm​

MUSE   :   roxanne  moore.  twenty-four.  in  this  thread  she  is  a  trophy-wife  who  doesn’t  come  from  money.  a  bit  of  an  airhead.

BASED  ON   :   this right here.

                   three  cups  of  flour.    “  but  what  exactly  does  three  cups  meeean    ?  ”    she  groans  in  frustration  to  no  one  but  herself,  while  scrunching  up  her  face  in  thought.  roxanne  is  trying  to  bake  her  husband  his  favorite  cake    (  red velvet  )     before  he  gets  home  from  work,  but  her  slow  mind  hasn’t  been  able  to  work  out  whether  the  three  cups  of  flour  are  supposed  to  be  the  big  cups  they  have  in  their  cupboard  for  their  morning  coffee    ;    or  the  small  teacups  they  only  bring  out  when  they’re  expecting  company.    “  fuck  it    !  ”    roxy  closes  the  cookbook,  before  stomping  barefooted  towards  their  bedroom  and  large  walk-in  closet,  where  she  digs  around  her  first  lingerie  drawer.    “  can’t  bake  a  cake    ;    guess  i’ll  have  to  become  the  cake  ”    she  murmurs  to  herself,  not  able  to  hear  how  completely  insane  she  sounds.                    when  she  can  hear  the  front  door  to  the  mansion  open  and  then  close,  roxy  calls  out  to  her  husband,    “  babeeee,  i’m  in  here  ”    the  sight  that  awaited  him    ;    roxanne  in  a  seductive  pose  on  their  kitchen  counter,  wearing  a  sultry  outfit  made  up  of  a  red  thong  and  sky high  red  bottomed  high heels,  flour  on  her  nose  and  arms,  whipped  cream  covering  her  nipples  and  a  tub  of  chocolate  frosting  at  her  side,  hoping  her  husband  will  forgive  her  for  not  being  able  to  bake  a  cake.

[madisonebeers]

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STARTER  FOR   :   @indigcs​

MUSE   :   adilynn james.  twenty.  socialite.

INSPIRED BY   :   “used to be”   by  the  jonas  brothers.

                    they  were  seated  together  in  adi’s  penthouse  apartment  in  the  city,  when  she  looked  towards  the  other,  irritation  clear  on  her  face.  in  reality  the  irritation  was  a  mask  for  what  was  really  going  on  inside  her,    “  lately  i  don’t  even  know  you  ”    they’d  been  through  highs  and  lows  together,  but  all  of  the  sudden,  out  of  the  blue,  it  was  as  though  the  other  had  changed.  for  what  reason,  adi  couldn’t  say.    “  you  used  to  be  the  one  i  loved  ”    the  words  she’d  never  spoken  out  loud  before  came  out  as  barely  a  whisper.    “  but  now,  you’ve  got  too  many  devils  on  your  shoulder  ”    tucking  her  lips  in  between  her  teeth,  adi  fought  against  the  tears  building  up  behind  her  eyes  as  she  awaited  the  other’s  reaction.  she’d  always  been  taught  by  her  mother  not  to  show  her  tears,  and  she  wasn’t  about  to  start  now.

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