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ofbruiises. / ginger & theodore.

“not in the mood?” his tone is sharp, brows furrowed and demeanor on edge. it’s bad enough that his date ended so terribly - not even so much a ‘i’ll text you later’ before they parted ways - and now he’s not even going to get a chance to get out a little frustration. “so what? i’m just gonna spent valentine’s day jacking off to some porn like some kind of creepy neckbeard living in his mom’s basement? that’s pathetic. i don’t want to be pathetic.” theo lets out a sharp sigh, turning towards his sister. “what do you want? what do i need to do to get you in the mood?”

soft sigh tumbles past petals as she pushes herself off the stool, arms crossing over her chest. it was predictable that he wouldn’t be too happy with what she had to say, but ginger was never one to relent just because she felt bad. she felt bad for him, really— it must suck to think he would be getting lucky on the luckiest of holidays only to be disappointed— but her heart was set on not sleeping with anyone for the night and nothing would change her mind. she was stubborn in that way. “that’s really not my problem, theo. maybe you should’ve had a backup plan or something, but i’m not going to be it tonight. i just don’t feel like having sex with you or anyone.”

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“ i’m sorry your date didn’t go well. ” she sets down her glass of wine as he enters the home with a slam of the door, teeth sinking into her bottom lip. ginger didn’t like when they were upset--- sharp jaw clenched and icy demeanor painted across such handsome features. in times past, he’d taken out his frustrations on her ( and had she reveled in the marks he’d left scattered on her skin ) with his hand over her mouth to muffle her moans of pleasure and make sure the rest of the family didn’t hear, but there was something about valentine’s day that left her lonely and not desiring his lustful approach towards her. “ but you can’t fuck me. not tonight. i’m not in the mood. ”

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open to m/f/nb. / connections: anything !!! ( taboo is fine )

" i’ve loved you for so long. ” the girl muttered, pulling off the silk robe to reveal her bare frame to the other. her heart was pounding in her chest, unsure if rejection would become prevalent in the moment--- but mercy had been desiring their affections for years now, thought valentine’s day would be an ideal moment for her confessional. she didn’t need a bed of rose petals or a fancy dinner. just them, every last inch of them. teeth sinking into her bottom lip, she twirls a stray lock of golden hair between digits. “ i want to give you all of me. tonight. and tomorrow. and every night after. every time i see you, i just get this.. FEELING between my legs that i’ve never felt before. show me what it’s like to be adored. please. ”

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open to f/nb. / connections: levi’s girlfriend.

faith loved her brother more than anything. growing up in a broken household, he was her only inkling of solace on nights where their parents’ screams filled the silence of the home and as she grew older, her love for him had morphed into something all too twisted. their relationship had been hidden behind closed doors for apparent reasons, but to keep up appearances, they both entertained relationships with other people. it often ended up with her in jealousy--- especially with his newest fling, with her perfect locks and million watt smile. however, when he’d suggested the idea of a threesome for valentine’s day, she couldn’t deny his request. she’d do ANYTHING to please him and remind him just who was his favorite girl. currently settled on the bed in lacy red lingerie as she awaited the couple, eyes lit up as they entered the bedroom. she practically ignored his girlfriend as she pounced onto him, legs wrapping around levi’s waist as she buried her face in his neck in excitement. “ finally ! i thought you had forgotten about me. ”

levi was a moral man. a banking accountant, he’d led a MOSTLY normal life of mediocrity and was mild mannered in nature. his one achilles heel, however, had always been faith. he’d watched her blossom from a demure little girl to the ethereal entity she now was, and without intending to, had fallen into a sick relationship with his little sister. it had hindered his other relationships, girlfriends always jealous of the close relationship they shared ( and justifiably so ). but his latest love interest had managed to beat the odds going against her--- they’d been dating for nearly two months now. the idea had been risky, to say the least, but he couldn’t resist the temptation of having both his girls at once. when the suggestion had been brought up to his girlfriend, he’d been surprised at her enthusiasm, and after a night filled with champagne and expensive dinners, he’d finally taken her into his apartment where he knew faith awaited. opening the door to his bedroom, he’s met with the gorgeous sight of her on his bed, but doesn’t forget the girl he’d brought home with him. a soft chuckle escapes the male as he presses a kiss to her head, arms wrapping around her waist to catch her. “ i could never. you look so nice. i bet my girl over there is going to eat you up tonight. ” and it was only then that it struck him how difficult it would be to equally distribute his attention between the two girls.

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hvrringtns. / charlie & jasmine.

“it’s called dancing honey, nothing sexual.” the brunette chuckled, but she never enforced romantic feelings for the guy - guys just weren’t her cup of tea mostly. “i know, if a guy did that with you, i wouldn’t be happy either.” she sighed, resting her hands delicately on her hips. “is it working?” raising a brow, jasmine reached out to tug on charlies hands, pulling the blonde closer to her. “because if it’s working, i’ll gladly let you sit on my face.” jasmine giggled, she was so fond of charlie, her beautiful eyes, her smile - everything in perfection. 

a soft pout settles on charlie’s features as the memory of her fiancee dancing with the male flits across her mind, unwelcome and only reminding her just why she was in such a mood. brows lift as she allows jasmine to pull her closer, though still blatantly displays her vexation. it never took much for charlie to give into the brunette considering her undeniable attraction to everything the woman did, so the moments leading up to it she tried to stay strong in her stance. “ and if i said no? ”

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dcsecrate. / ginger & garrett.

“ i know what it is, i’m the one who paid for it. ” he replies with an eyeroll at the indignation on the little blonde’s voice. he was used to ginger’s temper, after all this time, and knew what it took to get her back into her good girl place. of course, ginger never behaved for too long, but whatever reprieve he could get from her bratiness was appreciated by the male. “ well darling, here’s the thing, you have to be good when i want to, not when you do. if you don’t behave, you get punished, it’s always been that simple. ” he retorted. sneaking a glance in her direction as they sped down the highway to their home. “ i’d mind your tongue if i were you, ginger. i’m not afraid to spank your ass raw. and that’s ten more. open this pretty little mouth again and i’ll make it twenty. ”

“ my real daddy would’ve paid for it if you didn’t. ” pressing him was almost a hobby, a natural instinct. when boys her age didn’t hesitate to fall for her every whim, it was difficult to adjust to a world where she didn’t have the upper hand. often landed her in trouble with her new step-father, days spent accommodating a sore ass and regretting her actions but never enough to truly learn her lesson. at least, not now. maybe one day he’d manage to break her into complete obedience, but the thought is doubtful. gaze remains on the cars they drive past, refusing to look the older man in the eye as she continued to push boundaries of her role. “ and here i thought you liked when i opened my pretty little mouth. but i guess that’s only when you’re about to fuck it, huh ? ” spat out dryly as she leans comfortably into the passenger seat--- and she can already feel the ten extra spanks she knew were coming her way once they got home.

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realforyou. / angel & tobias.

      it wasn’t like he didn’t want to ––– because he did. it wasn’t like he was a good guy ––– because he wasn’t. what kept him from glancing her way was his minimal self restraint and the fact that she had no idea what she was getting herself into. ❝ obviously i’m not your real brother. ❞ he states dumbly. ❝ i just know i’m going to break a little girl like you in half. also, you see the way these girls keep coming back. i’ll have you the same way. knocking on my bedroom door begging to be fucked again and with my lack of self restraint i won’t be able to tell you no. ❞

                      ❝ then what’s the problem ? ❞ though her inquiry is quickly answered, and brows furrow in thought--- he’s all too right. she’s not the most experienced, doesn’t know her way around like most girls her age do. her list of indulgences were very short. the brief bullet points that settled in it included a boy from the partnering all boy catholic school ( just to get the damn thing over with ) and curious moments with her female classmates, but it’s unlikely any of that would prepare her for a round with him. still, she perseveres.  ❝ so ... you don’t want me to keep coming back ? is that it ? ... because i won’t, if you’re so concerned over it. ❞

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YOVANNA & JASON.

   she looked so incredibly good in this position, in front of the mirror, he wondered why they had never done this before. seeing her ass out of him and her tanned back at the same time as being able to witness all her lovely face expressions and her breasts bouncing as he thrust into her was definitely priceless. unfortunately, they didn’t have too much time but he’d make sure they ended up in his bathroom once in a while when they were done here. one of his hands searched their way up her back while the other stayed on her hip, thrusts forceful but sure to not make too much noise for all the people walking by the door. if anyone stood in line to go to the bathroom, they were in deep shit when they walked out again, but it was very difficult to think about when he was deep into her tight cunt and those soft moans kept pouring out of her mouth. his hand on her shoulder moved to cover her mouth in fear of attracting people towards the wonderful noises she was making if she couldn’t keep quiet. ❛ i told you to shut up, ❜ he growled after leaning forward so he was close enough to let it out in a whisper by her ear, thrusts growing rougher even though he knew the risk of it.

          as his hand moved to stifle her increasing moans, her own hand lifts off the sink to instead guide a couple of his fingers into her eager mouth, lips wrapping around them like a piece of candy as she sucked without a reservation in the world. his thrusts grow rougher upon her request and she revels in the way her body lurches forward against the sink with each one, eyes fluttering shut as she gasps around his fingers. everyone else in the world treated her like a fragile little doll, a girl made of porcelain, and it only made it that much better with how harshly he pounded into her. if only she could slip into this very moment forever, forget about the fact that there was a party awaiting their presence outside this door and spend the rest of her night feeling his cock fill her eager cunt, but she can’t. still, yovanna wanted to push her step-brother’s buttons a little further, taunt his commands as a salacious sound escapes her mouth, muffled by his fingers but audible nonetheless. eyes once more open to gaze in the reflection, gouging for some kind of reaction from jason as her walls clench around him, squeezing him like a vice she didn’t want to let go of ( and she didn’t ). 

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HONEY & LENIN.

“I’ll give you all the love you need, baby…” He whispered, kissing her lips again. “You just need to listen.” He told her, pulling back, looking all over her body. “You’re gonna be a good slut for me, right?” He said, his voice more demeaning and taunting now. “We both know this is what you wanted… Someone to show you your place- A master.” 

“Anything you want.” She murmurs sweetly, prepared to do whatever it was he so desired from her. Honey was naturally someone who wanted to please everyone, and this was no different. Whatever he asked of her was likely to be granted, especially when she was in such a compromising position. “I’ll do it. I’m your good little... slut. ” The word falls off lips like a sin. 

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“Where’s Jason’s stocking?”

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CHASTITY & CLARE & DONNA.

clare watched as donna lifted chastity’s skirt and nudged her forward slowly, closing the gap between them even more. she knew what was coming and she couldn’t hide the grin on her face. she settled into the pillow a little more and her eyes were wide as she watched the pair above her. donna let go of the skirt once she was standing over clare’s face and clare whined a little, leaning up to slide her tongue along her slit, collecting her juices on her tongue. she tasted heavenly and this was certainly something she could and would get used to. she nuzzled her face up against her, her nose bumping against her clit lightly before she licked up her slit and caught her clit between her lips, sucking on it sweetly. her face was already wet with chastity’s pussy and she couldn’t wait for her to come on her tongue. she wanted to feel her all over her face.

donna didn’t even need to see clare to know that she was enjoying herself. she relished in eating pussy and donna always came through for her. she kept a little distance between herself and chastity, though her hands were palming at her breasts, her breath hitting the back of her neck. she just wanted to keep the dildo away from her. she didn’t want to scare her off. besides, clare was going to be the one to help donna bury inside of her pussy. that was something she was sure of and chastity certainly had no idea what she had gotten herself into with these two. “she’s good, isn’t she?” turning her body away from her, donna pressed her hip against her backside, her fingertips toying with the hem of her skirt. “could just lay there and let her suck your clit all day, couldn’t you? i might let you one day. i might be busy and she’ll certainly be begging for a wet, hot cunt in her mouth. and i can hear how wet your pussy is for us. and she’s loving it.” donna could feel herself growing wet, her clit throbbing. clare was messy and the noises that could be heard from beneath her skirt as clare lapped at her pussy were delicious. donna grabbed the end of her skirt and tucked it into the hem, grabbing hold of chastity’s chin to make sure that she was watching. “look at that little slut. she’s watching you moan for her. do you think she can get her tongue inside your little cunt? i reckon you might be too tight for that.”

chastity easily followed donna’s guiding maneuvers, stepping forward right up until she was standing right in front of the brunette on her knees. it’s clear to see what’s going to come her way, that they’re easing her into the situation little by little. she’s not sure if the dildo will be coming anywhere near her tonight or if it’s reserved solely for clare, but she doesn’t want to think about the possibility just yet. this in itself was still so new to her, she can’t imagine something like that stretching her out--- isn’t sure she can handle it, but at the same time doesn’t want to disappoint the other two who had been kind enough to help out her curiosity. she can feel cheeks going rosy at the thought of another girl’s mouth somewhere so intimate, but the demure thought is interrupted as soon as clare’s tongue darts across her cunt, a soft gasp escaping. after having watched her practically choke on the plastic toy attached to her girlfriend, the blonde was already nearly dripping. her eyes flutter shut as she indulges in the pleasurable sensation, hands tentatively settling into the dark locks out of instinct, as if holding onto something would keep her knees from buckling. donna’s hands toying with her breasts only added to it, whimpers tumbling from her mouth almost uncontrollably. “ y-yeah. ” she breathes out, “ clare’s really good. she’s making me so wet. ” as she feels her skirt shifting, icy oculars open to watch what’s happening--- seeing the salacious movements of clare’s tongue against her dripping cunt heightens her arousal, teeth sinking into her lips to stifle yet another moan that sounded throughout the room. “ i can take her tongue. ” at that, she adjusts her head to try and look at donna, searching for approval from the redhead.

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LOLITA & LUCY.

“hmm, maybe so. but i don’t care about him,” lucy replied with a little smirk. “i’d wear it for myself…and you, of course,” she added on, her voice taking a sultry turn as sh gazed at the other woman. “i think i can do that,” she teased lightly, though she definitely was going follow through with lolita’s instructions as she always did…ever the good girl.

lolita’s hand easily ran down the length of lucy’s thigh without a care in the world, brow quirking as head dipped forward and pressed a lazy kiss to her shoulder. she loved it when the girl took a salacious stance for her, brought out a side that others didn’t get the pleasure of experiencing. giving her thigh a soft squeeze, a chuckle escapes past soft petals. “ alright, then go change so we can get going soon. but don’t look to good or i may tear the dress of you before we even leave. ”

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HUNTER & OLIVIA.

she knew that she was playing with fire when hunter had warned olivia. however, what was a girl to do when her dear brother just looked far too good in that suit that he wore? she knew that what she had with her brother was something that she needed to keep to herself, back when they were both in the privacy of his home or hers. tongue running over her lips, the way that he grew frustrated only seemed to arouse the young woman further. keeping her gaze at him, she had to hold back every urge to palm him right now or even get to touch him. he was just looking way too good. “can’t you? or you just don’t want to?” she asks him, daring to be just a little too close for comfort. “you just look too good, hunter, and i even wore a pretty dress for you to fuck me in. come on, they won’t notice us gone for a little bit. weren’t you curious just what i had for you underneath?”

“ we can’t. ” his tone remains firm with her despite the low level of it, a shake of the head given. this is the worst possible situation for her needs to come to light, with family and friends surrounding them everywhere they looked. the likelihood of being caught was more plausible than getting away with whatever she wanted to do, and he couldn’t be entertaining the possibility. it was already so wrong to be indulging in his little sister in such a manner-- to do so in such public situations was asking for something to go bad. taking a step back as she grows closer, a sigh tumbles past the male’s lips. “ i didn't ask you to look so pretty, did i? or to wear something...special... for me underneath. i have no intention of taking advantage of you right now, olivia. i have guests to attend to. "

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lastchoir.

   taiga finds herself eyeing her sister, lips parted to let out a shaky breath. she can’t help it. “ c-close the door, “ she musters out as she crawls over to her sister, who was near the edge of her bed. leaning in slowly, her lips found her soft nipple, sucking tenderly. but her hands pulled her shirt down even more, eager to touch more.

bright smile immediately laces angel’s features at how quickly her sister relents. it’s not that she would’ve given up so easily anyhow, but it’s a remnant of solace to know all her efforts won’t be wasted on the first night--- it’d only have to be easier from here on out. upon command, she kicks the door shut and traipses toward the edge of the bed. “ i’m glad you said yes to me. ” she murmurs sweetly, eyes fluttering shut as the blonde’s lips wrapped around her eager nipple.

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“baby — baby.” jasmine sighed. “calm down, he’s just a friend okay?” jasmine knew she was getting close to her friend jack, but it was nothing to ruin what she had with her beautiful fiance. “you’re the cutest, most sweetest person i have ever met. he’s an old friend who fucks his way to the top of everything he gets handed.” she brushed her hands along their face. “i’m yours and if you are mine okay?” she giggled, her body pressing against theirs in her tight, purple dress, heels clicking against the wooden floors of their home. “i can make it up to you? take off your pants.”

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“ i just didn’t like that he had his hands all over you all night. ” when jasmine’s old friend had come into town, charlie had tried her best to be supportive. hearing fun stories of them from younger years and how close they were hadn’t been her favorite thing in the world, but nonetheless, she had made the effort to go out with the duo that night and get to know him better. turns out, she didn’t like him a single bit and jealousy had reared its ugly head, leaving the blonde in a sour mood. now in the solace of their home, a pout was settled upon plump lips and a soft huff escaped. “ you’re not seriously trying to fuck your way back into my good graces, right? ” but the thought did leave her vexatious demeanor cracking the slightest bit.