My heart. My home. Happy new year sweet girl ❤
Wine-drunk and sporting grey joggers, one of his tees knotted at the front, showing a sliver of pale waist. She sways across the living room, eyes either closed or in a soft focus. The glass sways and spins with her as she moves as if through water; watered down blood in wine, red red wine.
now it’s time to sit back and enjoy creationsee what Jah has doneevery time she tops me off it’s celebration
It’s nearing 3am and Damian is parked already, sat on the couch, half bent over the armrest, scrolling through his phone. Red faced and tired while the youngsters danced horribly to a shuffled playlist.
It’s nearing 3am and Dahye is still going steady at a low simmer, gliding fluidly, bones that otherwise would have been too stiff and awkward to pull a single dance move off.
what has life become?and we don't talk too muchcould this be a strange new love I've got
Determined to get a least a few more minutes of attention before he called it a night, she smoothly slides over his lap, claiming throne. Cold hands replace the wine glass for his face, cradling it with the utmost adoration. She keeps herself on her knees, eyes straining so much to look down and focus that they close and she just smiles, stupid and drunk, before easing herself onto his thighs.
plus she's always got that loud packinspiration for this soundtrackevery time she throws that ass back, all she says is
“...seems you’re heaven sent.” Forehead brushes against his, a kiss aimed for his nose ends below his eye.
she loves to top me offshe's cut from the finest cloth, my love
She goes on downright squeezing the man to her chest, leaning back as she does. For a split second she fears that the wall might become the floor if she let go. “No more phones tonight, babe. New Year’s. Just me.”
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