𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖞 𝖜𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓 *･ ☆ ☾

Kathryn Hahn - est 1973 - 🔮 disclaimer unless stated otherwise, all of the gifs and graphics used on this blog are mine. for anything that is not mine: at the time of posting, content creators rules allow their media to be used. if that is the case, all credit goes to the respectable owners/creators. if something that isn’t my content needs to be credited specifically or taken down, please message me politely and i will do so. please do not use my gifs/graphics without permission ' - ROLEPLAY BLOG ONLY -

[famemartin]

It is quite a long time, isn't it? We just wanted to tour as much of the world as possible, multiple times if possible. Did you really? The Wembley shows always feel the most special, because we started in London, and seeing how far we've come is very emotional for us. Thank you, you're very sweet, I just write from the heart and manage to come up with some pretty good melodies here and there. Road trips are a lot of fun, but not so much on your own! Knitting? Now there's a fun idea. I have alright dexterity from all the piano playing, so that's definitely a contender now.

[kahahns]

Long and goes by way too quick. You ever see yourself doing it all again, or even bigger next time ? Yes ! I was doing some traveling with my kids, clutching onto everything as a mom before my son headed off the college, which, he is; but it was just pure magnetic joy as that concert. It's damn ridiculous how much of a genius you are. I mean, way to pull at everyone else's heart strings, i imagine if you combined all the tears people have shed through out the years listening to your music, it'd be an entire ocean. I absolutely agree. I somehow enjoy that chaos. The mini arguments over who's music gets played, and somehow, the person with the map getting us lost. I'm serious, start with a cool hat, one of a kind chris martin creation. And just remember who suggested it, and who's head also gets cold occasionally.

[kathrynhahnonline]

Kathryn Hahn, Hannah Einbinder, and Zoey Deutch attend the 2025 LACMA Art+Film Gala

[kahahns]

@deutch-zoeyfd

[aubreyplczas]

* . ⊹ ━━ ⟢ BEETLEJUICE AND LYDIA

KATHRYN HAHN and AUBREY PLAZA attend HOLLYWOOD FAME's HAUNTED YACHT PARTY | New York | October 31st, 2025 / @kahahns

[famestevens]

I think anything is possible if we work hard, and also find an incredible team to make all the important stuff happen. He has a singing career?! I mean... I'm not exactly surprised, his speaking voice has oodles of musicality, it doesn't surprise me he can sing. I know a man with a raven, so looks like we're getting him. I wish, but I've recently moved into temporary accommodation, which whilst very lovely, doesn't have any secret lairs. I am looking for a house to buy, though, so if you find any in the LA area that meet those parameters, I'll put in an offer.

[kahahns]

That or we leave it up to my good friend, manifestation. oh honey, do yourself a favour and go listen to his music, it's hauntingly beautiful. I knew you'd have connections, who knew mail by raven was so hard to go by these days. We'll add some classic poe to the letter too, add's to the effect were going for. How's the LA house hunting actually going ? personally, i think "Lairs" should be more popular within the retail factor, especially in LA. There's too much sketchy thing's for their not to be Lairs. i'll go as far as search for a vampier cult.

[melissamf]

Well - shit. That's a lot of dedication there. I'm honestly impressed by all of that. Maybe I should do that to The Rookie group chat. See how long it takes before people start questioning everything. I vote you just take over the whole comedy thing - I'm sure that everyone would support you. That is giving me way too much free will there, you know this, right? Cause I could come up with the most batshit crazy thing. But a stripper could be a lot of fun. Would give me a reason to learn how to pole dance.

[kahahns]

"Dedication" that may come kick me in the ass for doing too much, or being a little nuts here.. but i can't let these ladies go to the cinema franchise graveyard. You'll either get "hacking" accusations or get kicked from the chat, and honey i have to hear all about it....starting with what you'll be bugging them about hourly ? you're too sweet; if it mean's i can just keep acting a total whacko and nobody objects, i'd happily do it. The greatest roles are the ones created with the most free will, and i'm sticking by that, doll. I wanna know what your version of. "batshit" entails, i wanna see it all. Here here, a fun workout and you'd look incredible doing it, so i'm very here for this mysterious stripper who's more then just that.

[margoteliise]

Well, it's so perfect for you when you're such a bad witch, after all. Oh, shush -- I don't necessarily know that you could be overdramatic if you tried. Malibu sounds lovely! What all did you get up to while you were there?

[kahahns]

I need that exact quote on a t-shirt, so i can wear it daily and for everyone in the universe to know who said it, an equally bad witch herself, and you can't argue with that, i've said it, so it's true, hon, it's a hollows eve rule, us witches are most powerful. We did the one thing that everyone should do, and very much kept camp at a very secluded beach, extra peaceful, extra darling and i had all my favourite people with me, so there was not one thing to complain about.

[aubreyplczas]

It had been a long day. Aubrey had just finished the last showing of Let’s Love! for the night, her body aching but her heart buzzing. Theater had always been her first love and being back on stage again felt like coming home to a part of herself she didn’t realize she’d missed so much. When she finally made it to her rental in New York, she dropped her backpack with a thud by the door and unclipped Frankie’s leash. “Go, be free,” she said, watching the dog trot off before she started toward the shower. Then her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She glanced over, half expecting a text from Kathryn, but froze when she saw the name lighting up the screen, "Thing 1", Kathryn’s son. They’d grown surprisingly close over the past couple of months, trading film recs, sending each other sarcastic memes, and bonding over their shared talent for pretending they weren’t emotional people. But a call this late? That wasn’t normal. “Hey, Thing 1,” Aubrey answered, her tone soft but teasing. “What’s up?” There was a shaky breath on the other end. “Can you… come get me?” Leo’s voice cracked halfway through, and every muscle in Aubrey’s body tensed. “I’m already grabbing my keys,” she said, heading for the door. “Send me your location, okay?”

She didn’t ask questions until later. By the time she found him, slumped on a curb outside what looked like a frat house still echoing with muffled bass, the pit of her stomach had already turned cold. Leo climbed into the passenger seat, split lip, swollen eye, silence thick as smoke. “You know you can tell me anything,” Aubrey said quietly, keeping her eyes on the road. “I’m on your side, kid.” For a while, the only sound was the hum of the engine. Then, finally, Leo spoke, halting, embarrassed, angry at himself. His roommate had dragged him to the party. Things escalated with a guy he didn’t even know. And now, here he was, bleeding and frustrated. “Please don’t tell my mom,” he muttered. Aubrey chewed at the inside of her cheek. “She’s gonna worry,” she said gently. “But… how about this? We go back to my place. You shower, have some pizza, talk, or don’t, and then I call her. Deal?” After a long pause, Leo nodded. “Deal.”

Back at the apartment, Aubrey handed him a clean T-shirt and sweatpants Blake had left behind. While the pizza baked, they sat on the couch, him nursing a soda, her trying not to hover. He talked a little about college, about how hard it was to find his footing. How everyone seemed to have it together but him. Aubrey listened, offering quiet reassurance between sips of beer. When Leo finally started to look less haunted, she pulled out her phone and dialed Kathryn. The call connected after a few rings. “Hey, love,” she said softly, that voice she only used with her. “Don’t freak out, okay? But Leo’s here. He’s safe. He’s with me.” / @kahahns

[kahahns]

It had to have been around 7pm LA time and the stream of warm water finally hit Kathryn’s skin, the gentle cascade washing away the weight of the day. Her eyes closed, she let herself sink into the moment, feeling a rare peace settle over her. The buzz of Zoom meetings, the errands around LA, The shopping date she had with Mae, all the small, mundane tasks that had filled her day, yet none of that mattered now. This was her time, her quiet evening ritual. When the room filled with Incense and candles. When the water turned off and she wrapped herself in a towel, she could feel the tension melt away. As she tossed her wet hair back, her phone lit up. Aubrey's name with several black hearts lighting up upon her screen, only casting that tender smile so easily over her lips. It wasn’t an usual timing, the time difference always met in the middle after the younger woman's play finished for the night and Kathryn's evening wind down. Sitting down on her bed frame, towel still around her, a sense of calm lingering in the air. With a steady breath, Kathryn picked up.

"My love" word's that came so naturally, so softly ; as though a trigger to her girlfriends voice. But what was normally a calming feeling, came with nothing of the sort. Don't freak out. Were the exact words that woke her up like a sleeper agent. And before Kathryn could even process the warning, Aubrey’s next words hit her like a punch: Leo’s with me. “What ?” The word was sharp, panic creeping in before she could stop it. She sat up, feeling the ground beneath her shift. “What do you mean?” Her heart raced as every worst-case scenario began flooding her mind, each one more chaotic than the last. “Aubrey... what do you mean Leo’s with you ? What happened ? Why is Leo with you ?” She heard herself repeating the same questions over and over, and yes...she was in fact, freaking out.

[kathrynhahnonline]

KATHRYN HAHN x LANVIN x VOGUE WORLD

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[famemartin]

It's been just over a month since our 3 and a half year tour came to an end, and the post-tour blues have really set in now. I might need to pick up some new hobbies, or simply get out of the house and not sit around writing sad songs all day. Any suggestions are welcome. Hi, I'm Chris, and I'm in a little band called Coldplay. @hfrpstarters

[kahahns]

First of all, three years ? Is nuts. But I had the pleasure of getting to see you at one of your london shows with my kids and holy shit was it magical. I mean, you're a total genius, so i'm trying not to be selfish with not swaying you away from the potential sad song's, those are a hit in my car. I will say, i'm a great sucker for a road trip to nowhere, if you consider that a hobby. you blast the playlist and just travel to places you wouldn't normally discover unless you just kept going. or you know, a chris martin knitting side business has a ring to it. Maybe you could sell your goods on the go.

[xcarlaciagx]

we have been on the road for so long i have definitely lost track of time. these days have seem to have been meshing together to where i have no idea what day it is. you're telling me halloween is literally a week away? anything specific you are dressing up as? i feel like we're going to be seeing a lot of kpop demon hunters costumes this year with how popular that movie has become within the past few months. malti has been singing the songs non stop so i have a feeling she's going to want to dress up as one of the main three demon hunters. @hfrpstarters

[kahahns]

Isn't it completely bananas ! I mean, i don't have anything near as cool as "tour" to cloud my concept of time, but i very much thought it was a Friday when it's not. I will say, we got pretty all out on my neighbourhood....last year i think i sat on my porch with my daughter helping me refill on going bowls with a line of children that just kept coming. I'm also bias that any little witch i see get's more candy, so. I'm so behind on the Demon hunter fanatic, but the songs ? I can absolutely get down with'em. But please tell me you're the type to also dress us too, honey ? I always give the parent's extra candy too for getting in the sprite.

[aubreyplczas]

Aubrey’s breath caught somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, the sound trembling against Kathryn’s skin. “Of course I love it,” she whispered. “How could I not?” Her voice softened, the teasing edge fading as she looked up just enough to look at her, really look at her. The faint marks she’d left glowed against the golden light that filtered through the gaps in the wood, but it wasn’t pride that crossed Aubrey’s face, it was wonder. She knew time wasn’t on their side. The setting wasn’t exactly private, and if they weren’t careful, someone could walk in at any moment. The thought alone sent a spark of adrenaline through her. There was something intoxicating about it, the quiet urgency, the risk, the way Kathryn’s presence made everything else fade to static.

When it came to her, restraint was a lost cause. Every sound that left Kathryn’s lips, the soft catches of breath, the whispered pleas, the moans, pulled Aubrey deeper under, until the rest of the world simply didn’t matter. Kathryn had this way of unraveling her, of drawing out something raw and unguarded. Being near her wasn’t just about wanting, it was about worship in motion, an ache to memorize every part of what made her come undone. Those soft lips parted, releasing sounds that made Aubrey's mouth go dry. Something wild and possessive unfurled in her chest as she watched Kathryn's head fall back. "More?" A small devilish smile curled the corners of her lips as Kathryn's breathless demands echoed in her ears. The desperation in Kathryn's voice sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire deep within her core. With nimble fingers that trembled slightly with anticipation, she tugged at the clinging fabric of the lower part of her girlfriend's swimsuit, revealing inch by tantalizing inch of sun-kissed skin. Aubrey sank to her knees, the scent of ocean breeze and Kathryn's arousal mingling intoxicatingly in the humid air. She guided Kathryn's toned leg over her shoulder, feeling the quiver of taut muscles beneath her palm. Looking up through heavy-lidded eyes, Aubrey met Kathryn's gaze, those usually composed blue eyes now dark and wild with need. "So, so perfect." She used two of her fingers to part her girlfriend's sex, exposing her completely. Her mouth watering in anticipation. Aubrey's tongue darted out to wet her own lips before she leaned forward, her hot breath ghosting over Kathryn's sensitive flesh for one teasing moment before her mouth claimed its prize. The taste, sweet and tangy and uniquely Kathryn, flooded her senses, drawing a deep moan from her throat that vibrated against Kathryn's core. Aubrey lost herself in the rhythm, in the slick heat. Her tongue explored every delicate fold, memorizing each texture and contour. She slipped two fingers into velvet heat, and felt Kathryn's muscles clench around her, pulling her deeper. Aubrey's mouth found the sensitive bundle of nerves, circling her clit with merciless precision before capturing it between her lips, sucking hungrily while her fingers curled forward, searching for that spot that would make Kathryn come undone.

[kahahns]

With her frantic nodding towards Aubrey and the careless moans that slipped so freshly from her lips, Kathryn's eyes never strayed from the figure now crawling on her knees to the hut floor. It didn’t seem to matter much to either woman where they were. When a sensation took hold, she found herself unable to resist the moment Aubrey dared to touch her. It felt as if their eyes cast a potent spell that intertwined, only to be mirrored with each kiss, each shuddering jolt her stomach experienced with every stroke of her damp core. The mere sight sent another shiver through her body, her leg draping effortlessly over Aubrey's shoulder, while the counter supporting her felt almost delicate. "Holy fucking fuck" escaped her lips like a breathless prayer the moment she felt the woman's mouth connect with her dampened center .

The rhythmic waves of pleasure, intertwined with the woman's fingers, were exactly what Kathryn needed, exactly what she begged for. The warmth radiating against her cheeks was so intense, that it made her surrender to every stroke of Aubrey's tongue; each soft lick, every sensitive area that Aubrey expertly targeted to elicit another response. Oh, she was completely lost. Her legs felt like they would buckle at any moment. Kathryn's moans grew louder, a concern for later once she regained her composure; but in that moment, it was the least of her worries. Her hands glided through her humid curls before seizing Aubrey's. Her fingers intertwined fiercely, forming a tight grip she desperately needed to maintain her balance over the woman's messy mane "I'm so close — i'm so- " was almost a cry' as her eyes looked down to see the dark ones below her, drawing her in; that image seared into her memory, it was the final nudge Kathryn needed to fully surrender. Coming down hard over Aubrey's face; her whole body unraveled, her head tilted back slightly, and the hold she had on the woman beneath her became a nail gripping mess. Her orgasm was overwhelming. Her legs turned to jelly, and her arm swung wildly, colliding with a bucket that fell onto the hut floor, creating a startling noise. "If I hadn’t just confessed my love for you, I would say I hated you," Kathryn said as she was desperate trying to catch her breath. With a gentle pull, she brought Aubrey back into view, softly capturing her lips, cleaning the mess she left behind with ease and and even greater pride.

[famestevens]

Yeah, it changed up the formula for what a vampire 'is', like any interesting new media in the genre. That sounds like my idea of a perfect film set to be on, sign me the fuck up. We've got enough connections between the two of us to pull something like this off. Matt Berry is a master of his craft, I could watch him read the phonebook and it'd be the best performance I've ever seen. Never been much of a method man, but perhaps that's the avenue I must go down at the end of the month. Already got plenty of fangs lying around.

[kahahns]

You think we could pull all this off in time to be released by next halloween or is this just the delusion of the fantasty taking over my brain ? It's kinda bananas when you've got that much genius, that much comedic timing and don't even get me started on my shock when i found out about his singing career. I personally think we've gotta send that man a letter sent by raven about our need for him to be apart of what we're cooking up here. Tell me this is actually where you tell me you've got some "dracula's" lair in your house ? cause i'm certainly joining you with the fang wearing for halloween.

[florcncepcgh]

Stop talking dirty to me, Hahn, I am going to be blushing over here. Listen, you deserve all the food and double the compliments so let me be the one to serve you; it's a privilege. I will teach you anything you want to know. I feel I am too much of a liability for a cooking network. I am laying out my prettiest apron and will make sure that I am fully prepared to give you the roast dinner of your dreams. You can be on bar duty to make sure the gin is flowing. I am literally writing a complaint about the fact I did not get to see you. We simply have to get together soon, otherwise I fear I will turn to dust.

[kahahns]

Is it still Dirty if it's the truth, Pugh ? If so, buckle up. If this was your was of leading me into a trap, it's working. Cause my stomachs rumbling and so is my heart, i just know every guest of yours has left with their soul full. But c'mon, that network would be damn lucky to even get you on there, i'm certain enough your'd be up there with barefoot contessa ! tell me you have novelty ones too....i'm a sucker for an apron that give's you an automatic hairy chest and abs; but aye aye captain, i'll probably get distracted by the smell, but just be aware this will be haunting my dream's until the day it all happens. I'm so serious about it too, honey. The holiday's are coming up, it's perfect timing.

[melissamf]

I feel like you might need to bug them a little more. Or change tactics ever so slightly. But I'm glad that that there's someone championing another movie that's actually involved in the whole in the production of it all. Maybe my character could be someone they met in Vegas - lots of crazy shit goes down there. Hey - I'm just speaking the truth. There needs to be more women in comedy. Can't be all about Adam Sandler.

[kahahns]

I've got an hourly reminder set up, just an automatic message sent to the group chat, as if i've gone completely nuts about it. And i have. I know we're busy ladies, but the want is definitely there and frankly, i'm so with you on the need for more woman led comedies ! men get their spotlight way too easily. Oh hon, you'd have such free will. You'd could play a mysterious, is she a stripper ? is she a boss lady, is she someone who just never leaves vegas and roams the rooms ? the reason why these ladies land themselves in trouble. Just give me your dream character here, and i'll make sure she gets made in that writers room.

[kahahns]

(Text | @aubreyplcza ) Being away from you sucks and wanna know the worst part? I’ve gotten so used to sleeping next to you that now I can’t sleep if you’re not with me. See what you did to me, woman? What do you have to say for yourself?

( text ) you're at fault here for being the talented thespian night after night that i've fallen in love with. I'm just half of that problem, my love...❤️ also astral projection ? not as easy as it looks, so please come back soon. Banjo think's your space in the bed is his again, but he's keeping it warm...and we miss you. I miss you more, though.

[aubreyplczas]

There were plenty of times in her life when Aubrey thought she’d gotten a handle on herself, that she could keep her cool, stay in control. But Kathryn had always been the exception, the beautiful undoing she’d never learned to brace for. The second they were in that hut, she felt it again, that spark, that magnetic pull that made keeping her hands to herself feel like some cruel, impossible task. She tried, briefly, to steady her breath, but one glance at Kathryn, flushed, grinning, eyes glinting with mischief, and it was over.

“You’re impossible,” she muttered against her lips, the words half laugh, half confession. “You walk into a room and it’s like gravity shifts.” Her hands roamed instinctively, drawn to every familiar curve, every inch of warmth that had already become home. “Every time I think I’ve had enough of you,” she whispered, her voice frayed at the edges with a quiet hunger, “you prove me wrong. You're an addiction I can't shake off, not that I want to.” The kiss deepened with that slow-burning kind of want that never seemed to fade no matter how many times they found each other like this. Aubrey's lips moved to Kathryn's neck where she began to place open mouthed kisses, sucking and biting the other woman's flushed skin, leaving behind faint crimson marks that would darken by morning. A small smile played across Aubrey's face as Kathryn's breathless moans, soft and desperate, filled the salt-tinged air around them. The sound vibrated through her, igniting something primal. She could feel Kathryn's eagerness in the way her body reacted to the proximity. Aubrey slid the damp fabric of Kathryn's swimsuit aside, the material clinging stubbornly to her curves. Two fingers traced delicate patterns along Kathryn's slick folds, exploring every sensitive ridge. "You're already so wet for me," Aubrey whispered, her voice husky with desire as she coated her fingers in Kathryn's glistening arousal before slowly sliding them inside to the knuckle, feeling the tight heat envelop her. Her palm pressed firmly against Kathryn's sensitive clit, creating delicious friction every time Aubrey would move her fingers in and out of her, setting a rhythm that matched the distant crashing of waves. With her free hand, Aubrey tugged down the thin straps of the swimsuit, revealing Kathryn's perfect breasts, nipples pebbled and rosy from arousal. Their eyes locked, her pupils blown wide with desire as her fingers pinched and rolled those sensitive peaks before she bent down, hot breath ghosting over sensitive skin. "Have I told you," she murmured against the soft curve of flesh, "how much I love your tits?" Her mouth captured one nipple, tongue swirling as a moan of satisfaction rumbled deep in her throat.

[kahahns]

Even in the dimly lit hut, it was obvious... Kathryn's face was flushed. Heat rolled off her body, trembling slightly under Aubrey’s touch. Her eyes began to darken, and those whisper-soft kisses trailing down her neck were enough to drive her to the edge. “You love it...” she whispered, voice low and thick with meaning, that devilish grin to match. There was a simmering heat behind the words, a devilish kind of control. One she knew she held over the younger woman... even without saying another word. And though, time wasn’t entirely on their side in this bubble of quick need, it heightened every sense in kathryns body. Aubrey’s teeth sank deeper — just enough to blur the line between pain and pleasure, enough to fog her mind against the certainty that marks would be left behind in a few hours. But that... oh, that wasn’t even close to what was truly looming in her thoughts . Her nails dug deeper into the woman's skin, fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her closer, as if that were even possible. Her breath turned sharp the moment Aubrey's finger began gliding over her drenched core, her unmistakable response triggered by a mere flick of the woman's tongue within her mouth "It's all you," her voice was husk, a whisper into their rhythmic kiss; a soft chuckle escaping her lips. "You made me so wet — fuck" she moaned, her words trailing off as Aubrey set a pace with her fingers.The younger woman was aware of what pushed her to the brink, or what nearly did...just enough to savor the moment. Those tender areas they uncovered in the past few months, the secret delights that only they were privy to. It was romantic. Yet, in the sense that, right now, all kathryn wanted was aubrey to fuck her.

She was already a mess, her swimsuit might as well have been torn away, as the woman's mouth enveloped her nipple, that flick was sufficient to make her throaty moan linger, her head slightly tilting back with each pulse. "Jesus, Aubrey," it felt as if any other response was merely a mistake in her mind, as if the woman before her had completely taken over not just her body, but her senses — and her ability to think of anything else. "You keep doing that and I'll finish much faster," she could feel how soaked she was, the way Aubrey's fingers pulled out just a bit, only to change their rhythm and ruin her completely. She bit her bottom lip as the coolness of Aubrey's wet tongue traced over her nipples, her reaction was unmistakable. "They're all yours; I'm all yours," it was a reminder of how easily she succumbed to the woman's intoxicating presence; but also a reminder of how she became one with Aubrey through the familiarity of her touch, it was romantic. In a sense, that, right in this moment, it was less making love and more raw desire "More, god, please more,"she commanded, her words a demand rather than a request, yearning for as much of the woman as she could possibly endure before reaching her breaking point; she pushed herself to the edge for as long as she could, feeling her body collide with whatever supported her, her legs buzzing with sensation with each fleeting second. "I'm so close ; just fuck me — use me, baby." Her nails began to dig into Aubrey's back; perhaps it was the thrill of the possibility of being caught, or the clock ticking down; but Kathryn had transformed into a wild creature, all thanks to Aubrey.

[aubreyplczas]

Aubrey let out a soft laugh, the kind that caught in her throat before it ever fully made it out, and shook her head, the corner of her mouth curving upward. “You’re dangerous when you talk like that,” she murmured, voice low but laced with that familiar warmth. She leaned in, forehead brushing Kathryn’s once more, grounding herself in the moment, in her. “And for the record, dramatic pauses build suspense. I’m just keeping things theatrical.” Her thumb traced slow circles against Kathryn’s cheek, the sunlight catching in her hair as she studied her, memorizing every detail like she might lose it if she blinked too long. “You say it might say more about you than me,” Aubrey continued, “but I think it says plenty about both of us, the good, the messed up, the everything in between. We found something that makes sense in a way that shouldn’t, and I kind of love that about us.” Then, with that sly spark that never stayed buried for long, she grinned. “And don’t worry, I’m not planning to become the face of successful stalking anytime soon. Terrible for the brand.” Her tone was playful, but the affection underneath it was unmistakable. When Kathryn kissed her again, Aubrey’s hand slid instinctively to the back of her neck, deepening it just enough to make her smile against her lips. "I'll never get tired of hearing that."

Aubrey caught the way Kathryn bit her lower lip, that look she knew all too well, and the smirk that followed was pure trouble. Her eyes flicked toward the hut, then back at Kathryn, the unspoken thought already written across her face. “Fifteen minutes?” she said, standing and brushing off her hands. “Then we shouldn’t waste a single one.” Leo and Mae were still by the water, lost in their own world, perfect cover. Without another word, Aubrey grabbed Kathryn’s hand and pulled her along, quick enough to avoid drawing attention. By the time they slipped inside the hut, the noise of the beach had softened into the rhythm of waves and heartbeat. Aubrey turned, her hands finding Kathryn’s face like second nature. “You say things like that,” she murmured, her tone low and teasing, “and you expect me to behave?” Then she kissed her, slow at first until the space between them disappeared. It deepened naturally, her tongue brushing teasingly against Kathryn’s, the kind of kiss that carried both laughter and all the words she’d never been good at saying out loud. One of her hands slid into Kathryn’s hair, holding her there just long enough to make time feel irrelevant. Her other hand traveled south, getting between the other woman's legs, her fingertips teasing her inner thigh, getting dangerously close. "Are you going to be able to stay quiet." Aubrey whispered as she grabbed Kathryn's lower lip between her teeth.

[kahahns]

"Yeah, suspense like a ticking time bomb — very dangerous," Kathryn mused, a soft chuckle curling the corner of her lips into a smile. It was so easy to let go around the younger woman, to forget there was sand beneath them. Just for a moment, she surrendered to her favorite grounding technique: Aubrey. "The brand being—" she began, pausing as a gentle snort slipped out between softened breaths, each one fluttering with the rhythm of Aubrey’s circling touch. "...mysterious," she finished, wiggling her brows with mock drama. Kathryn bit back a grin, the tease in her voice unmistakable. "I do love our messed up bubble..."

It was a mix of extreme tenderness, a sprinkle of that adrenaline turning into this playful setting — yet kathryn, she had that rush fill her fast the second she let the word's circling her mind, leave her lips. It was this unspoken look. one the woman before her knew all too well. With a quick nod to aubrey’s confirmation, and another peak toward's her kids, she did as the other woman suggested....wasted no time. Aubrey took lead, and kathryn, well she happily followed suit when being pulled into the beach hut. Enough space to consider it "cosy", with her lip's parted to Aubrey's tone, she merely bit her bottom lips once more “I had to test your willpower,” she murmured, her voice husky and low, just for the brunette to hear. “It’s terribly low,” she added, right before being pulled into a muffled kiss. Her body bumped lightly into a surface, her hands catching her weight to steady herself. Her tongue trailed along aubrey's, along her bottom lip as she sucked gently over it between their deepened kiss. She could sense the heat radiating from her body, the temperature in this somewhat cramped hut intensifying as Aubrey's hand squeezed her bare thigh. After catching her breath, Kathryn shook her head; that devilish grin mingled with vulnerability, filled with such desire and longing. "What are the odds that these huts are soundproof ? " she whispered, her soft laughter fading into a moan; gentle yet uncontrollable as Aubrey continued to tease her. "You might need to assist mommy with that one," her breath grew heavier, her eyes darkening in the shadows cast by their movements. Her grip tightened around the woman's arm, her nails digging in slightly. "and don't you dare take your time;" she hissed, her eyes locking onto the darker ones in a daze. Soft, muffled moans escaped her lips as her body responded eagerly to the proximity of those fingers to her core; the kisses had turned messy, and her grip was tightening with such intensity.