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Zelda: I’m bored. Let’s go out? ❤️
Marlow: Only if we can dress slutty and make everyone jealous by dirty dancing together Wifey.
Marlow was finishing up in the dance studio, she stayed after by herself to work on some of her barres she knew she needed to nail for her next dance routine. “D-damn it..” she spat at herself softly as she messed up the ending again. She had it in her head that she couldn’t leave until she nailed it because it had to be perfect, her mom was finally going to come out and see one of her shows plus it was the first one Brooklyn was going to see. She did another barre and another, and another tripping at the end. She was breathing hard and felt her heart racing, why couldn’t she get it perfectly, it wasn’t that hard, her hands shaking. She knew the signs of what was happening.
She moved to the wall of mirrors her breathing becoming irregular and her legs shaking she leaned her back against the wall and slowly slid down till she was sitting hugging her knees. She felt her eyes water as she stared across the room at the wall blankly. Her thoughts were running one hundred miles per hour and she couldn’t keep up, she tried to stop but the more she tried the worse her symptoms got. She didnt even notice the sound of the doors opening and Brooklyn walking in.
Marlow swallowed hard as she shook her head again her breathing calming a bit as she buried her face into in his chest, taking in his scent and being in his arms was soothing. She wanted to laugh at his jok, wanted to smile but her mind was other places. She hugged herself tightly as she tried to control the shaking but just looked down, she hated that he was seeing her like this, she never let anyone see her like this because it made them worry. “N-No is not you.... “ she spoke softly sounding defeated almost “I-I can’t get it g-good enough... I am not good enough.. i-I can’t.. I can’t..” she repeated putting her head in her hands
Marlow was finishing up in the dance studio, she stayed after by herself to work on some of her barres she knew she needed to nail for her next dance routine. “D-damn it..” she spat at herself softly as she messed up the ending again. She had it in her head that she couldn’t leave until she nailed it because it had to be perfect, her mom was finally going to come out and see one of her shows plus it was the first one Brooklyn was going to see. She did another barre and another, and another tripping at the end. She was breathing hard and felt her heart racing, why couldn’t she get it perfectly, it wasn’t that hard, her hands shaking. She knew the signs of what was happening.
She moved to the wall of mirrors her breathing becoming irregular and her legs shaking she leaned her back against the wall and slowly slid down till she was sitting hugging her knees. She felt her eyes water as she stared across the room at the wall blankly. Her thoughts were running one hundred miles per hour and she couldn’t keep up, she tried to stop but the more she tried the worse her symptoms got. She didnt even notice the sound of the doors opening and Brooklyn walking in.
Marlow felt weak and let him pull her close, his arms felt safe and made her feel a little better. She tried to makes sense of her thoughts but she couldn’t, she just kept shaking her head not knowing how to form the words to explain what was wrong with her. She felt like so much was wrong with her and she didn’t want him to worry, that’s why she would hide this from him. She leaned into his chest her hands rubbing her face as best as they could from her shaking “I-I-“ she shook her head once more “I-can’t get it...” she breathed out barely audible.
marlow-lucas:
Marlow nodded running her hand over her neck a couple times as she listened “exciting no, eventful yes” She laughed softly and shook her head “Pretty much the same as you love” She nodded looking at the tv.
“Eventful but not exciting.” she hummed, searching over the girl for a moment. “What’s been so boringly eventful?” she asked with a small smile.
Shaw laughed softly and rubbed the back of her neck “uh I had a dance recital the other day, it went okay” she shrugged smiling softly at her.
Marlow was finishing up in the dance studio, she stayed after by herself to work on some of her barres she knew she needed to nail for her next dance routine. “D-damn it..” she spat at herself softly as she messed up the ending again. She had it in her head that she couldn’t leave until she nailed it because it had to be perfect, her mom was finally going to come out and see one of her shows plus it was the first one Brooklyn was going to see. She did another barre and another, and another tripping at the end. She was breathing hard and felt her heart racing, why couldn’t she get it perfectly, it wasn’t that hard, her hands shaking. She knew the signs of what was happening.
She moved to the wall of mirrors her breathing becoming irregular and her legs shaking she leaned her back against the wall and slowly slid down till she was sitting hugging her knees. She felt her eyes water as she stared across the room at the wall blankly. Her thoughts were running one hundred miles per hour and she couldn’t keep up, she tried to stop but the more she tried the worse her symptoms got. She didnt even notice the sound of the doors opening and Brooklyn walking in.
Those orbs steered to the left , then to the right , the helmet located on his head swiveling with his movement. He continued to look , using the clock in head to count how many seconds before he threw the ball away. Those eyes finally checked down to the running back , cocking his arm back he prepared to throw the ball..it never happened. Before he could see the weak side tackle get pancaked , the mammoth of the linemen hit him causing him to fly to the ground , he was going to get an earful from the coaches.
Tired and beat up , he slowly walked to the dance studio , excited to see Marlow. He was hoping to get a front seat at her dancing , finally. The door opened and that smile disappeared as he saw her. Quickly he dropped his bag and ran up to her kneeling in front of her. “ Where are you hurt?” He asked concerned. Afraid she twisted an ankle or something similar.
Marlow had her shaking hands tangled Into her head holding her head, not wanting to look up when she heard someone come in, and when her she heard the all too familiar male voice her heart dropped. Her breathing began to be more rapid and irregular and she shook her head still not looking up. She could hear his concern and she hated it. She sniffled before trying to speak “N-No..” she spoke looking up trying to calm down for him but couldn’t her body and mind were on their own too worried about being perfect. “I- fine” was the only words that could come out from her shaky voice the tears running down her cheeks still.
Marlow was finishing up in the dance studio, she stayed after by herself to work on some of her barres she knew she needed to nail for her next dance routine. “D-damn it..” she spat at herself softly as she messed up the ending again. She had it in her head that she couldn’t leave until she nailed it because it had to be perfect, her mom was finally going to come out and see one of her shows plus it was the first one Brooklyn was going to see. She did another barre and another, and another tripping at the end. She was breathing hard and felt her heart racing, why couldn’t she get it perfectly, it wasn’t that hard, her hands shaking. She knew the signs of what was happening.
She moved to the wall of mirrors her breathing becoming irregular and her legs shaking she leaned her back against the wall and slowly slid down till she was sitting hugging her knees. She felt her eyes water as she stared across the room at the wall blankly. Her thoughts were running one hundred miles per hour and she couldn’t keep up, she tried to stop but the more she tried the worse her symptoms got. She didnt even notice the sound of the doors opening and Brooklyn walking in.
what's your favorite thing to do when you've got free time?
“Something people don’t know, that in my free time I really like to do kickboxing”
why would you trust someone who cheated on you? "Once a cheater , always a cheater."
“He did not cheat, we were not dating. But everyone makes mistakes and I believe everyone is worthy of a second chance. ”
What is the strangest dream you've ever had?
“I dreamt that I was in a dance recital where my partners were all baboons who could dance way better than I could.”
nosleeptillbro0klyn:
Those arms held him up , push up style , allowing an easier path for her shirt to be taken off. HIs eyes couldn’t help themselves but to look down and slowly up her body , examining each inch of her skin before ascending back to her eyes. He smiled hearing her words , appreciating that she noticed his body. Those lips leaned back down to her neck but departed them feeling her hand hand. Hearing her question , he had to raise his eyebrow. She knew how to play the uno card and she had all the power over him when she did so. “ Baby..you putting your hand there and asking me that is like….” He pondered “ you putting your hand there and asking me that.”
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nosleeptillbro0klyn:
The knee of his now helped brace himself , kneeling up , he grabbed the Bottom of his shirt , lifting it above and off his body , tossing it aside , his lips like magnets back to hers , re kissing her. Using the same knee , he now used it to guide himself between her legs before the other knee followed. Gently he rested his body on top of her , his rubs pressing down onto hers as it grooved into her , the material between them causing friction. His lips now hungrily moving down to her chin and to her neck , leaving small trails.
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“ wow “ He had to mutter as she continued to push his button. Biting his lip a bit , he moved forward , lowering his body as he placed a kiss on her lips, “ I guess I have to step up my game and make you forget about them. “ Reconnecting his lips , a hand slide down to her side softly laying her back onto the bed still covered with the pedals. Before she fully laid down , he wrapped an arm around her , lifting her up , his knee now on the bed to help him brace her , lifting her further up the bed in order for her full body to lay across it. He wanted her and his kisses expressed it.
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Marlow smiled into the kiss and it only grew once she heard his words “I guess you do” She whispered softly before their lips were reunited and her hands held onto both sides of his face as she was moved up the bed, the kiss deepening with every second, she felt like her body was on fire with ever touch and she only craved more letting her hands explore by running down his neck to his shoulders to his chest until they found their way under his shirt wanting to feel his warm skin against her hands, nipping at his bottom lip playfully wanting him to know how much she wanted him and was done waiting.
nosleeptillbro0klyn:
Of course she teased him about other guys, wanting to bring the jealousy out of him , the fucked up part? It worked even if he knew she was joking. She was gorgeous and that smile could attract any guys near and far , he hated the thought of her lips on anyone else. The girl had him and even tho he tried his best to steer far from that label , a part of him knew she had him wrapped around her fingers. “Yo..you need to stop.” He joked back at her before watching her head to the bed.
No , he wasn’t wealthy . Their previous dates showed his creativity in making dates romantic yet efficient but…he missed her and spoiling her with something like this wasn’t a second thought to him. He wanted no interruptions and more importantly , just her , by herself. He wanted to be self fish.
Those eyes locked at her movements , the way she smiled and allowed those pedals to fall below her hands. She was being too cute and he knew she was doing it on purpose. Walking towards her , he re wrapped his arms around her. “ Baby , I’m the one that won the lottery by winning you…but no amount of money would be enough for you.” He said , that tone serious as he made eye contact with her but it soon lighten up as his arms placed it to her sides.” Now give me those names!” This fingers moving like caterpillars on her sides.
Marlow felt him move towards her and she smiled wide accepting being wrapped up in his strong arms again, her cheeks blushing as she shook her head “Well I am glad you feel that way” She bit her lip looking up at him and then began to laugh is a fit pushing his hands away the smile never leaving her lips as she tried to move away from him laughing more as she fell back and sat on the bed, crossing her arms and looking up at him “Not fair” She pouted teasingly and the smile soon followed “Plus its not like you know them anyway “She rolled her eyes with a small smirk. She knew guys hit on her though she didn’t exactly understand why all the time, but she never even gave any of them a second thought, never had until Brooklyn was one of those guys.
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She let her head fall back against the back of the couch, humming softly “Not really… I dunno.” she shrugged. “nothing ‘exciting’?” she laughed a bit. “School work and friends.” she looked over at her “What about yourself? anything exciting?”
Marlow nodded running her hand over her neck a couple times as she listened “exciting no, eventful yes” She laughed softly and shook her head “Pretty much the same as you love” She nodded looking at the tv.
fckellict:
elliot pulled open one of the drawers in the kitchen, walking over and plopping down on the couch next to marlow, handing her one of the spoons and opening up the cookie dough ice cream that was for her. “damn, i didn’t know you were actually thinking about something serious.” she commented, putting a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. “so what did he do? like do i have to go punch him or something?” she asked, laughing a little bit. “because you know i will. just give me a name.” elliot added.
Marlow laughed softly taking a bite of her ice cream and shrugged looking down at it “I didn’t know I was either really” She sighed softly as she took another large scoop “We werent exclusive and he slept with someone else” She shrugged laughing softly at her comment “No. no violence is necessary “ She smiled kindly at the girl “Oh i know you would baby, thank you” She took the large bite and hummed softly “This ice cream can solve any problem”
nosleeptillbro0klyn:
The combination of bewilderment and the immediately shock that covered her face made the surprise worth it , it made HER worth it. He stood near the doorway , his memorized glare at her reaction. HIs lips grew wide , smiling ear to ear. The kiss that came afterward was everything he was dreaming of. Again , he leaned down for her kiss to be as comfortable as possible. Those lips of his widen to taste her sweet lips , it would give him diabetes. He continued to kiss , his hands climbing there way to her warm cheeks , caressing them , his thumb rubbing them softly , loving how easily they rotated around her silky skin. Lowering one hand , it allowed the duffle bag to slide off his shoulders, dropping onto the floor.
This kiss itself was something he yearned , a kiss displayed his affection for her , the excitement to see her , and the..devotion to her. A deep breath , his lips puckering up for a final kiss before peeling his lips off hers, his tongue running over his lips to quell the thirst for hers . “Tell me…” His hands climbing onto her hips , massaging her a bit. “ How many guys hit on you these weeks I’ve been gone?”
She let her hands rest on his chest as she was gazing up at him, leaning into his touch as he held her blushing cheeks, smirking as the bag dropped she happily accepted those lips yet again returning the affection that was portrayed by it. As he pulled away she couldn’t help but let out a small sigh not ever wanting it to end. She raised her brow at his question biting her lip with a sly grin behind it. “Do you really wanna know that answer?” She asked moving her hips closer leaning into him and wrapping her arms around his neck once more “Because I am not giving any names out” She teased letting her hands roam up his neck into his dark hair.
Marlow pulled away from him reluctantly and smiled brightly as she looked around the room once more “I cannot believe you did all of this..” She spoke softly returning to her amazement of the effort..and money that Brooklyn had to put into this, it was all strange and new to Marlow to be treated so highly. Her family never very well off as well so the fanciness of it all was new as well, she was dressed in some ripped jeans and a plain black tee shirt. She walked to the bed and gathered some rose petals in her hands smiling wide bringing them to her face and smelling them before letting them slowly fall from her palm, “I dont deserve you” She laughed softly shaking her head staring down as the petals dropped.