Vroom Vroom Bitch

Mel Kings-Brown. 22. Founder and CEO of KB Autos. Designer of CareMore Airbag System. Wife of Gemma Kings-Brown

[inezdeflores-deactivated2022030]

melinda-mel-brown:

Mel placed a hand on Gemma’s hip. “I do love to lead.” she teased, pulling her closer onto the dance floor. She started to sway back and forth with her lover, grinning at her. “Of course there will be, and hey I can get a custom one done for you.” she suggested. “Maybe in pink?”

“I’m aware,” Gemma said with a grin that matched her wife’s. Moments like this- when they were together and not in a rush because of work or their social lives- were the ones Gemma cherished the most. “Sounds perfect, amour,” the blonde agreed, humming in content as they glided across the dance floor. 

[melinda-mel-brown]

Mel smirked, keeping her hands oh her wife’s hips. “You know you’re perfect.” she said softly, kissing Gemma on the kiss. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have her wife. All eyes on the dancer floor were turning to the two lovers, although Mel could barely tell. All she could see was Gemma. 

[whitechocolateboy]

I’m sorry I dont know the original author

[melinda-mel-brown]

gemmakingsbrown

“Duh. I love you, crazy.” She smiled softly, sensing that Mel was calmer now. “Why don’t you lead, then? I can go and show it off,” Gemma suggested playfully, tugging her closer. “Does that mean there’ll be one in our ginormous garage? Or should I say your garage.”

Mel placed a hand on Gemma’s hip. “I do love to lead.” she teased, pulling her closer onto the dance floor. She started to sway back and forth with her lover, grinning at her. “Of course there will be, and hey I can get a custom one done for you.” she suggested. “Maybe in pink?”

[zevzevarainai]

i don’t know what to do without you i don’t know where to put my hands

[melinda-mel-brown]

gemmakingsbrown

Gemma rolled her eyes. Of course that’s why she was upset. “I swear sometimes I married a child,” the blonde teased easily, grasping both of Mel’s hands lightly. “It’s good publicity. I get to wear the sparkly dress you like,” she shrugged. “Your first design is pretty and you get to show it off?”

She grinned cheekily at her wife. “You’re the one who said yes, may I remind you.” she teased softly. She looked down at their hands, her body visibly relaxing at the small touch. “I do love that dress.” she whispered softly. “You are right. The KB Crown is great. It’s going to be one of the safest and fastest cars on the market.”

[melinda-mel-brown]

Mel huffed at her wife. “Its the principal of the thing. I don’t even fucking know who that is. Why is he touching my stuff?” She glowered as she followed Gemma to the dance floor. She looked around the room at all the drunk adults enjoying themselves. She didn’t know most of the people there, but she knew she should be shmoozing it up with them. “Why did I agree to a party again?”

[melinda-mel-brown]

gemmakingsbrown

“Okay, I warned you,” Gemma said, holding her hands up to her wife’s shoulders. She was sure if she wasn’t there, Mel surely would’ve hurt the person now behind her. “Let’s go dance, yeah?” she asked the brunette with a grin.

Mel glared at the man who was slowly putting down the photo as Gemma put her hands on her shoulders. Her wife always knew how to calm her down. Mel had been stressed all month leading up to this event. “I’d love to.”

[inezdeflores-deactivated2022030]

“Yeah, wouldn’t do that if I were you. My wife is hosting this party, and if she saw that she might punch you.”

[melinda-mel-brown]

“Hello, I am the wife. Why the fuck are you touching that photo? Is there a hidden sign somewhere saying ‘Hey please get all your greasy fingerprints all over this beautiful wedding photo’ Because I don’t remember putting one up.”

[trashroleplays]

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[melinda-mel-brown]

May I?// Mel & Addison Ft.Gemma

[melinda-mel-brown]

addi-ca:

There was a slow nod from Addison, her brows scrunched to prepare herself for what she had to do. She’d expected that much from the woman, but what she wasn’t expecting was to see fear flashing across the face of one of the scariest women she knew. “Figures,” she muttered, now feeling worse.

She snapped her head up at Mel, her brows raising at her confession. More surprise flickered across the Latina’s face, but as she nodded towards Gemma it all made sense– threatening her wife to dance with Addison would mean they’d be near the blonde, and that meant she’d have to see it if the smaller brunette went through with it. “Oh God, she’s a bitch,” she muttered, referring to G. 

“Let’s just say I went to rehab for a reason, Brown, and it wasn’t because I’m an addict like everyone believes,” she stated angrily, her face slowly turning red because of it. Then she stood up on her tiptoes, kissed Mel full on the mouth and pulled herself from their embrace, quickly fleeing the whole scene.

Mel nodded as Addison muttered, obviously angry. Mel had anger, but all of her thoughts were on keeping Gemma safe. She hadn’t been a good wife lately, or a good friend, and she wasn’t about to let anything happen that would ruin the night, or that would hurt her wife.

She raised her eyebrows at Addison. “Oh...I’m sorry.” she said softly. She didn’t know what to say. She could only imagine why Addison had gone away, and she didn’t know what to say. She was about to open her mouth when Addison kissed her. She froze, her eyes closing into the kiss in shock, when as soon as it started it ended, leaving Mel in the middle of the dance floor, touching her lips. “What the fuck.”

[melinda-mel-brown]

addi-ca:

Her couple thousand stores’ll be poppin’. Yeah, I guess you could say that, only now she doesn’t think I’m interested in her one bit– which is fine, really. I wouldn’t want her to understand how confused I am right now. Yeah, uh, Jordan was confusing too. I don’t think I ever figured her out 100% either, and I was her girlfriend so that should tell you something, huh? That’s good, then, what you have going with her. Tell me about it. You’re gonna have to speak in English or Spanish. 

Yeah, I think we know who the breadwinner in our family will be. Well, tell her the truth. Flirt with her. Get her flowers. Woo the girl. Yeah..I’m sorry, by the way. That must’ve been hard. Being in a relationship like that. I’m usually the closed off one. Well lets stick with English because I’m helpless with Spanish.

[melinda-mel-brown]

gemmakingsbrown:

Everything else is a bonus? Wow, I want a divorce. I don’t care what kind of bra you’re wearing as long as it doesn’t get in the way. I know Hadley likes Addison, but she’s adamantly denying it and demanding that I introduce her to women I don’t know yet.

No ya don’t. You’d miss me too much. Fine. Just tell me when and we can play dress up. I wonder why. I mean, I know why I’d deny it but you know how I am with expressing feelings. Or how I was, rather.

[melinda-mel-brown]

laylacastillo:

I’m glad you can see my point. Sure, but if none of them are capable of talking to me just because of that then I don’t think I’m interested. I don’t know, I don’t think I’d be able to talk to any of the guys… I don’t care for most of the ones I’ve met. So are all the other women here– I’ve seen plenty.

It is a good point. Fair enough. Okay, well what’s your type? Do you have a type? I didn’t really have one either. And some of these girls are great. I think...I’m sure.

[melinda-mel-brown]

lolafields:

melinda-mel-brown:

Lola quickly packed up her books, shoving them roughly into her book bag even though she knew that it would annoy her the next time she sat down to study. “You don’t need to apologise, I wasn’t getting much work done anyway”, she said simply as they walked outside. “You just need to devote a little more time to your course. When you’ve invested in something or someone, you give it your all and whilst that’s an admirable quality, studying hasn’t been something you’ve invested in for a long, long time”. Most of Mel’s energy was spent on Gemma and whilst that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, it meant Mel didn’t always have a lot of time for anything else - including her studies.

Mel watched as Lola packed her stuff away, bouncing on one foot to the other. She smiled slightly, nodding. “You’re right about that.” she said. She had always been a straight A student, but motivation was always what she struggled with. She didn’t see much of a point to take classes that didn’t have anything to do with cars or anything else that interested her. “I don’t k-know how you d-do it. E-especially sober.”

[melinda-mel-brown]

lolafields:

Lola looked down at her books. She hadn’t really managed to get much studying done, too distracted by the thought of the small flask hidden in the lining of her handbag. “Yeah, I can come. I’ve got a couple of hours to kill before I’m meeting up with Jesse for dinner”.

Mel stood up, hugging herself. “Thanks.” she said. As they started to walk out, she looked back at Lola. “I uh...I’m s-sorry I ruined your s-study s-session.” she told her. She still felt like a bother. “I sh-should do that more. My g-grades are s-struggling.”

[melinda-mel-brown]

lolafields:

Lola’s friendship with Mel had been damaged, potentially irreparably, but she had meant it when she said she would be there for the brunette if she needed her. Right now, Melinda clearly needed someone. “I don’t know about you but reading has never really helped me when I’ve had cravings”, she said simply. “I can’t fix your relationship problems but I have a spare pair of running shoes in my car. I think running laps of hitting the trails might work a little better than sitting in this library and overthinking everything”.

Mel looked up, listening to Lola. No matter what happened between the two of them, Mel had always respected Lola, and normally used her as a voice of reason(which got them into trouble many a time) so she nodded. “Right. R-running.” she said, running a hand through her hair. “I uh...Will you uh, r-run with me?”

[melinda-mel-brown]

addi-ca:

They really are– they’re built to keep their family name alive. See, I feel like that’s a lie. Because I’ve already… gotten under her… technically. And that was me trying to get over Jordan the first time, so this time I think I’ll try it the proper way. Yeah, don’t be. I’m not. If anything, she taught me what love feels like. And also, that I deserve better than her. Yeah, I guess I know that. Muchas gracias.

You could say that again. Gemma has some great ideas. I can’t wait to see what happens when she’s in charge. Oh really? Wow. She’s quite a babe. I never really figured out what her deal was, but I could tell she was hurting, a lot. I just don’t think she was ever okay enough to be with someone. Hell, I barely am okay enough, and that’s only because Gem is strong enough to pick up my pieces when they shatter. Trauma does that to you. Vous êtes les bienvenus.