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❛ you’d look hot with my cock in your mouth. ❜
❛ you’re already fucking my brother, dude. you ain’t gettin both of us. ❜
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❛ you’d look hot with my cock in your mouth. ❜
❛ you’re already fucking my brother, dude. you ain’t gettin both of us. ❜
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that innocent gaze has his nails digging into his palms, because she’s fucking hot as hell & he can’t deny that at all. obviously he’s turned on, you could see that in the tight material of his jeans clinging onto his crotch, but he couldn’t help that in the slightest. ❛ i plan on it. ❜ blaise said in a sarcastic tone of voice, smirking as she speaks, shrugging his shoulders, ❛ we’ll see if you can suck dick as well as you can talk shit.❜ he says simply before watching her undo his jeans, a soft breath leaving his lips when she tugs the zipper down with her teeth. ❛ quit fucking around, min, i don’t have time for games. ❜ he growled out, glaring down at the girl with a lustful stare, eyes a dark green, blaise was a little fucked up on some nameless DRUG of course so his patience was running thin.
she won't fuck around now, not that he’s so close. no more trenchant little scoffs will dare to part her lips ; instead, she’ll focus on wrenching the male’s jeans down around paled thighs. the pink slip of her tongue will chase over her lower lip before she’s hooking her fingers into the band of his boxers & god, she’s getting off on how he acts. there’s something about not being the dominant one, having the rules made for her instead of by her --- --- there’s definitely something about that that she favours. slowly, she’ll examine his length with a cocked brow ( now is no time to be judgemental, minka alison ) before she’s allowing her mouth to sink down, further & further without any apparent hitch. the only noise she’ll consciously admit is a slight hum, & that’s only to fuck with him.
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at least he looked closer to her age than most of the people here, she was by far the youngest, finishing up her senior year of high school at the tender age of seventeen. nibbling at her bottom lip as she notes that way he towers over her, ophelia shook her head feverishly at his offer, ❛ oh no, it’s okay, i….i don’t think it’s appropriate to be in my bathing suit in front of all these people—-or for you to be in your, uh, boxers! ❜ she’s giggling at the end, a blush on her cheeks as she wraps her arms around her covered up body.
for a moment, he gazes down at the female & it’s like someone’s shot him in the gut. there’s something about her childish little giggle that reminds him of former days, his younger years where his cheeks mirrored the rosy blush that had laid claim to the skin of hers. ❛ yeah, well ... when was being appropriate ever fun ? ❜ he appears to ponder the question, raising a finger to press it nonchalantly against the full outline of one chapped brim. ❛ c’mon, let’s go inside. there are too many old people round here. ❜
lunattion GOD BLESS NO UR NEVER ANNOYING ME I JUST HAVE MY PHONE UNDER MY ASS
if u ever want 2 talk to me on kik or smthn pls remind me to stop sitting on my phone bc 100% of the reason that i’m not on kik is because my phone is quite literally overheating under my ass
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he wants her to be helpless by the time he fucks her, it was how he liked things, to have the other person practically begging with everything in them. judging by her overwhelm desire to be treated like this, blaise was sure on his way to get her DRIPPING with need. ❛ but you’d like that way too much, babe, can’t just go around rewarding you just yet. ❜ blaise explained easily, teeth skimming along his bottom lip as he smirked at her question, shrugging his shoulders as a response to it. then she’s down on her knees as he’d requested, making him grab her face to tilt her head up, ❛ if you do a good enough job, i’ll fuck you until the sun comes up. ❜ he ensured her with a wink before releasing her face from his grip, eyeing her from above.
she’s got her legs curled beneath her, hues blown wide as she offers a sickeningly innocent gaze upwards. she’s AWARE of how turned on he is --- --- he must bee as bad as her by now & only god knows how badly she craved a desperate touch. ❛ fuck you. ❜ there it is ! there’s still a remnant of the fight she holds inside of her, a spark that burns endlessly within the demure shape of her structure. ❛ you know that i’ll blow you real good, babe. better get ready to fuck me all night.❜ & just like that, nimble fingers have found their place attacking the male’s jeans & she swears she has a death wish when she raises her lips to catch the metal of his zipper between her teeth. slowly & forecefully, she’ll yank it down. she won’t forget to let hot breath fan out across the fabric --- --- two can play at the teasing game.
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❛ ye’ —- —- stupid teen party. no, i don’t think you’d like it, s’all ! ❜ there’s a feeling of assurance that he’s not going to get his way & for that, landon sighs. ❛ ah, fuck alright. you can come if ya’ wan’ ! just don’t say i didn’t warn ya’ ! ❜
the female will give the other a proud SMIRK ; she’s won again. ❛ good boy. ‘m older than all o’ ya’ --- --- i’ll have plenty o’ fun. ‘least i’ll be legitimately legal to drink ! ❜ it’s not that she DOUBTS landon’s legality, it’s just that --- --- well, she does.
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❛ WAIT, what was tha’ ? didn’t quite hear ya’ darl. ❜ he’s clearly having way too fun with the poor boy’s needs. ❛ oh, i gotcha’ –– – ❜ there’s a pause as his fingers find their way to his inner thighs ( which only creep up & up ) as a smirk is practically sewn into tristan’s lips. ❛ ya’ want me to fuck ya’, hm ? ❜
long legs are s p r a w l e d across the other’s lap, parted while icy hues roll across the other’s frame. ❛ i want y’to fuckin’ get me off, that’s what i bloody want ! ❜ there’s climbing frenzy that darts its way into the boy’s tone as he arches forth, brilliant hues narrowing at a rapid rate. ❛ get me off. ❜
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he had such a welcoming smile, it made her own spread along her lips in nothing but sheer kindness to the stranger. ophelia hadn’t seen him before, however she hadn’t seen A LOT of these people before, so she didn’t think too much about it. seeing him hesitate, she furrowed her brows as she stared up at him curiously, but she finally got a name out of him, ❛ reese, that’s a nice name. i’m ophelia….this is my father’s party, it’s all fancy and stuff—-and no one is swimming so i feel silly for wearing my suit ya know. ❜ standing up at her short height of five foot & three inches, she shrugged her tiny shoulders.
there’s something about the petite female that warms whatever’s left of the blackened shape of reese’s heart. maybe it’s the fact that he towers over her. ( at a surprisingly tall six feet & three inches, he’s a whole foot taller than her. ) maybe it’s the fact that she looks so innocent standing in front of him, so overwhelmingly corruptible. ❛ you’re not silly ! i’ll swim with you, if y’want. i mean, i don’t have anything but i can swim in my boxers, right ? ❜
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he KNOWS he’s getting to her, blaise could tell by the way she was reacting to his movements, he could see it when the goosebumps appeared on her smooth skin. ❛ i just might. ❜ he growled out as he pushed her hips back with his own, body on body as he kept her against the wall, eyes dark as he glared down at her, ❛ such a little bitch, aren’t you? ❜ blaise spat, a sickening smirk on his lips because this was turning him on beyond belief, pierced tongue coming out to wet his lips as she spoke, ❛ knees, get on your knees now.❜the boy demanded because he refused to give her what she wanted right away, he was far too SELFISH to do that just yet.
she’s desperate now, aching for so much as a touch. ( whether it be her own or his, only time can bear to tell. ) ❛ fuckin’ dare ya’. ❜ there’s nothing FRIENDLY in her hushed sneer, there’s nothing remotely hospitable about the way she’s looking at him like he’s a prize, ready to be snatched up between greedy little fingers. at his little comment, she can only produce a choked scoff, allowing the crown of her head to grace the wall as she stares back with a ferocious glare. ❛ isn’t that the way you like me ? ❜ she’ll sink down to her knees on command though, peering up through the fanned shape of feathered lashes. ❛ y’want me to suck you off, babe ? is that what y’want ? ❜ ( she’ll do it, of course --- --- even if she’s dying for a touch. )
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& she’s going to approach with extreme caution. maybe she’ll regret it later. ❛ –– ❜ it truly has nothing to do with what the situation is, but quinn’s eyes avert towards his, hands resting lightly against his chest – – she’d get her way ; well, hopefully. ❛tu n'as pas à –– mais ce serait bien.❜
& he truly is rubbish at keeping his hands to himself. with her permission granted, calloused fingertips find themselves gracing her waist in a fluttering motion. ❛ tu est très belle, oui ? ❜ it exits his lips as almost a whisper, a soft noise that’s almost considered inaudible. ( dammit. he didn’t mean to get so close. )
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❛ —- c’mon, jo ! help a brother out, why don’t ya’ ? it’s not even that much.. — — i just REALLY need the money. i can pay you back soon ; promise. ❜
❛ remember LAST TIME i loaned you money, luk ? i had to blow the world’s u g l i e s t police officer to get myself outta shit. --- -- what’s it for ?❜
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& he’s practically BUZZING for the itch that cocaine gives him, the overall rush that his body will be experiencing in a mere second or two ; one that his senses are all too familiar with - harlem’s signature raised brow is present by this point, a nod mixing with the action. ❛ — ’ight, missy.❜ he’ll smirk slightly, dodging any further dialogue by dipping his head down to meet one of the pretty white lines before it disappears almost instantly.
with a critical, bemused gaze, the female will watch the other’s head duck. ❛ good. ❜ the effects of the drugs that she’s ingested will begin to wreak havoc upon her slender build soon but really, she doesn’t mind. denim-clad pins will carry her backward, launching up onto a counter while an unwavering gaze only grows more intense. ( if her skinny little thighs part a little, no one has to know. ) ❛ i’ve got more if you want. ‘s gonna cost ya’, though. ❜
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❛ –– – mhm, s’fine. ❜ it probably isn’t, but he’s not in the mood to object. he feels bad though, so gian is pulling a handful of hundred dollar notes ( mainly for good measure ) before he’s handing them to her. ❛ like i said, don’t worry. ❜
it’s the MONEY that spurs minka to action. within a second, she’s delicately lifting them away from his reach. ( the smell of money does things to her, so forgive her if she raises it up for a brief inspection. ) she’s lowering herself into his lap soon after, & she knows that he doesn’t care about who she is. it’s almost reassuring --- --- all he cares about is the way her hips sway in the dim, smoky barlight.