Precious Creatures

Wᴇʀᴇ aʟʟ sᴛaʀs ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsaᴘᴘᴇaʀ ᴏʀ ᴅɪᴇ, I sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇaʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ aᴛ aɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ sᴋʏ aɴᴅ ғᴇᴇʟ ɪᴛs ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ ᴅaʀᴋ sᴜʙʟɪᴍᴇ... ---☆--- {❦..This is an independent, multi-muse role play blog. Some characters may have fandoms they are involved in. This blog is not affiliated, nor claims to have any affiliation with any faceclaims used.}

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sacrosanctvm:

          They were still settling in to life together. Isaiah had been trying to get out of habits he’d fallen into with his first wife, a woman who truly had been a best friend to him. He could have lived happily with her for the rest of his life. Maybe the romantic love hadn’t been there between the two of them, but some people weren’t even lucky enough to be friends with their spouse. The two of them had gone to great lengths to make each other happy, and he would always go to the same ones for Isla as well. So, when he saw her smiling and she hugged him like that, nearly making him stumble back from the force of it, he felt a certain sense of accomplishment. He wanted to make her happy. He wanted her to have a good life with him. Hugging her tightly in response, he found himself smiling as well. “You’re welcome.” Oh, he’d been lucky to have her brought into his life. In that moment, he was so optimistic that the two of them could create a good life together, and he was still smiling when their embrace fell apart and she went to go inspect the paint. There was a certain fondness there in his gaze. “Ah, it’s blue.” He replied as he crouched down next to her, eyes following her movements closely. “But you paint whatever you want, okay? This is your home, so it’s up to you. Just tell me what you need me to do, and I’ll do it.”

She poured some of the paint into the tray before moving to open the next one. Isla put her hair up in a messy bun, grabbing one of the mixing sticks and started stirring the paint. ❝ It’s our home, ❞ she responded, looking up at him with a smile. Isla knew how fortunate she was. Many people were assigned to a spouse that they didn’t like, or where were only small head nods of the other’s existence outside of...the necessary work that needed to be done in order to expand the population. Isla didn’t know what to expect when she’d found out her husband had already been married and his first wife had passed away. From what she’d gathered, the two had been close. But Isaiah had been great about making sure the artist didn’t feel like she was in someone else’s home. ❝ Stir the paint in this tray for me, please, ❞ she asked, standing up with her tray of light blue paint. ❝ As soon as you’re ready your just going to start painting like this... ❞ Isla rolled her paint roller into the tray, set it down and started painting the wall.  ❝ How was your day as well? I feel like you’ve been working a lot all week. ❞

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sacrosanctvm:

          There was something about their rivalry that made it better to her. She appreciated strength, a worthy opponent, someone who could handle a presence like hers. Though right now, in the safety of her home, the two of them weren’t enemies. There were no sides that the two of them were taking. Here, they were together. They were just two people who wanted each other, and god, did she want him. A shiver of excitement ran down her spine at those words, the shock of his touch on her skin. I’m at your mercy. The alpha in her jumped in excitement. Harlow couldn’t help the smirk on her lips as she slipped her hands from beneath Michael’s shirt to his chest, pushing him back this time until she had him up against the opposite wall. Leaning in close to him, she teased a kiss and just barely let her lips brush his before pulling back with a daring grin. “You sure you can handle that?”

Mike smirked as she pushed him up against the other wall, liking the dominance displayed in the action. The hitman didn’t mind giving up a little bit of control for a while. He was so used to being in control all the time, because that was what this profession called for. Wrapping his arm around her waist to bring her close, he let his fingers stroke the side of her waist gently. The ghost of a kiss made him grin, lips spreading wider as he felt her hand sliding up his chest; she left him wanting more. The anticipation was all part of the fun. ❝ Gimme all you got, ❞ he whispered, nudging her nose with the tip of his own.

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mysatiisfaction:

    Ricky had to admit that he wasn’t sure how he and his new step sister were going to figure out how to make their new found relationship be much closer. This had been the huge risk of bringing in new people to be apart of the family, but this was the last thing the twenty year old had expected for them. It couldn’t have been so bad though, right? After all they were fulfilling their parent’s wishes for them, and even if they were to get busted, at least Ricky knew who he was going to put the blame on. ‘You only have yourselves to blame’, he thought to himself, already imagining the picture of getting yelled at. That thought process was immediately pushed out though at the sight of Laurel stripping off her shirt and bra before her pants came next. Lips parted as he watched in awe, making it obvious that he was checking out her body, mainly her chest with her straddled onto him now. “Ye-yeah, just give me a minute,” he said as he exhaled, making it all obvious he was enjoying this for now as he brought a hand up to cup her other breast. “Besides, if I’m busy doing that, then who’s going to help with my underwear?”

She smirked, eyes watching him as his took her in. Laurel knew what she had, and didn’t mind flaunting it..especially when she knew it was going to be appreciated. Biting her lip when he cupped her other breast; ❝ Mm we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, ❞ the budding student responded. ❝ Unless you want yours to come off first. All you have to do is ask... ❞ Laurel took his chin gently between her fingers and brought him in for a sensual kiss.

Arizona walked into Ricky’s house; the back door was normally open. She set her stuff down on the kitchen table as usual, heading upstairs to Ricky’s room. They were supposed to just hang out; she was going to see if she could sleep over since his parents were out of town. As soon as she got upstairs, Ari stopped short when she saw a little bit of women’s underwear in the doorway, rocking back and forth. Was that....his step-sister? They weren’t related, and Laurel was hot, but....was this weird? She accidentally creaked the door open and made herself jump. ❝ Shit. ❞ Arizona peaked her head in, blushing; ❝ Hi... sorry....---I---.... ❞ She really didn’t know what to say.

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mysatiisfaction:

    A soft giggle left her lips, her head still shaking a little at the other woman in front of her. “At least you’ve admitted to it,” she said before letting out a quiet pleasured like hum. Roxi couldn’t deny that she loved Kat’s touch, and how she wasn’t afraid to show what she wanted and when. Sure her boyfriend may have had dominance to him, but it was totally different with Kat. Every time Roxi found herself playing off of it well. “We’re going to get in so much trouble if we get caught,” she spoke out, a bit flustered with every kiss the brunette pressed against her skin as she struggled with her breathing just a little. And although Roxi was willing to take a bit of risk, she still considered the consequences deeply when it came to situations like this.

❝ We’re closed. Who’s gonna come in at 2am, hmm? ❞ she mumbled softly against her skin, smirking. Katelyn wasn’t worried about getting caught. Nothing had ever happened before when they’d closed up shop. Why would tonight be any different? Besides, Roxi was right; Kat was very impatient. Her kisses began moving towards her girlfriend’s center, a finger dragging along the seat of Roxi’s panties before peaking out from under the skirt. ❝ Do you want me here, or at your tits? ❞ he asked, with a small moment of clarity. She didn’t know if it mattered, and part of her question was to tease her girl just a little bit.

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Sage has grown so used to the feeling of being pregnant that being anything else feels so strange to her now. Four pregnancy in less than four years, a miracle according to the wet nurses of the pack. Even as she sat among the handmade blankets and animal furs that make up their bed, her stomach greatly swollen once more with the alpha’s child, she hums quietly to herself. Hands hard at work to make the latest pelt he’s brought her into a coat for him. Winter would be coming soon and he was going to be leading them on their migration home then he would need a large coat to keep warm. 

After all he was the alpha now that their father was gone from this world, “You do not have to stay with me.” outside the revelries raged on, “It’s the last celebration of the summer.” and their pack truly had many things to celebrate. Returning home to their land for the winter, the death of the great alpha and the coming of a newer one, “You should be out drinking and partaking in the festivities with the others.” Sage was too far along to really enjoy the celebrations so she had retired to her tent for the night. Her two oldest sons where out with their uncles, her twins where one tent over being looked after by one of the other betas for the night, “You’re a young, healthy, alpha. Go be one.”

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Small pieces of wood fell at his feet, his knife moving against the large stick in his hand as he began crafting it into what would be a sword (for play of course) for his oldest. Victor looked up at Sage when she spoke before looking down at his work with a small smile. He’d been feeling....reflective, since their father had passed. The new alpha was proud to continue the legacy, but he was quick to plan, rather than celebrate.

❝ I’m enjoying your company more, at the moment, ❞ he responded, glancing over his work and deciding the hilt was finished before setting it down. Victor stood up to stretch before coming over to Sage and sitting on the end of the side of the bed, next to her. ❝ Besides, the festivities will trickle into tomorrow night, and the day after. I will celebrate with them, then. ❞ The alpha’s finger slowly traced the curve of her stomach; he loved seeing how swollen she was with his child. Every pregnancy made him feel more possessive and protective of her. ❝ Has he kicked at all? ❞

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emptyspxces:

“I’m not sure about this.” Unlike most Southern women, Joanna had never even held a gun before. The cold metal felt funny in her shaking hands as he guided her hands, “My daddy’s gonna kill you if he finds out you taught me how to shoot.” Actually, if Joanna’e daddy found out that she was out with him at all and not safe in her bedroom where he’d last seen her, he’d kill him, “Though I suppose he’d be less upset about this and more about what we were doing in your car twenty minutes ago.” Joanna’s body was still sweating from their previous activity, causing his oversized t-shirt that she’s temporarily stolen to cling to her skin, “Should  really be doing this drunk? What if I shoot your toe off?” she’s trying to joke to hide the nervousness in her voice. Her daddy’s a hunter so she’s used to being around guns but now that ones actually been put into her hands she realizes just how much they wield. 

“And you’re not helping any.” she squirms at the feeling of his hand sliding up her stomach, now suddenly wishing she hadn’t left her bra abandoned in the backseat of his car. He’s got her pointing the gun at a branch of the nearby tree. How he knows where to shoot is beyond her because aside from the large full moon hovering over them all they have for light are the headlights of his car. Joanna lets out a deep breath, steadies her hands and squeezes the trigger. There’s a crack as the branch snaps free from the tree and falls to the ground with a thud, “Holy shit.” Joanna gasps, a smile of disbelief forming on her lips, “That felt nice.”

❝ You’ve got this, ❞ Andy reassured her, standing behind her to keep her steady, a hand on her waist and the other holding her arm in place. ❝ He wouldn’t be happy with the fact that I’ve been getting his little girl to sin, ❞ the bounty hunter chuckled. He and Joanna hadn’t been doing...all of this for a long time, but he had been enjoying every minute of it. She was more than just the goody-two shoes preacher’s daughter that people tried to make her out to be, just like he was more than just a womanizing bounty hunter. ❝ We may be drunk, but not that drunk, ❞ he chuckled, moving her hair to the other side of her neck before bringing her body closer, his hand sliding beneath her, well his, shirt stroking her stomach.

❝ Can’t help it, ❞ he responded with a hum. ❝ Now, take a deep breath in, ❞ Andy whispered against her ear, keeping her pointed toward the branch. Even if she couldn’t see what she was pointing to exactly, he was used to working at this time of day, so he could make out that branch just fine. ❝ And when you let that deep breath out, squeeze the trigger. ❞ He smirked when she did just that, kissing her neck; ❝ You’re a pro. ❞ Andy brought the hand that had been helping to keep her lined up to her chin, turning her face towards his while still stroking her skin. ❝ You wanna shoot somethin’ else or grab a bite to eat? ❞

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eloquentmuses:

It was hard to believe that after all these years of thinking that the soul mate bond was some odd thing, here was the artist who had mesmerized her day in and day out with the colors that pushed along her skin. She took a seat in one of the over-sized chairs across from the other woman. “Maybe you can show me some of your work one of these days. The walls in my apartment are all blank and sad.” 

Her brown eyes were glued to each move made by the artist. The way she folded in on herself in the chair brought a small smile to her lips. “I’m, uh, a cop. Or a detective rather. Homicide. Which is not anywhere as cool what you can do with a pencil.” Jessa joked, tapping her fingers nervously on her thigh. “I never imagined you to look like this. I mean, there were plenty of times where I imagined you but never this cute. Have you lived in the area for a while?”

❝ Oh absolutely! I’d love to, ❞ she responded with an eager nod. She wanted to share what she was passionate about with her soulmate, that was only natural right? Isla wanted to know what Jessa loved too. Who knew that finding your soulmate would be this...exciting? Easy? Indescribable? She couldn’t think of the right word, but Isla knew that she was happy right now, meeting...her person.

Her eyes were wide hearing about Jessa’s profession; ❝ Wow! That’s pretty intense. Do you enjoy being a detective? ❞ She didn’t know a lot about the job other than what she’d seen in TV shows, so she didn’t want to assume anything, but she was definitely interested. The artist felt herself blush at the compliments, curling her hair back behind her ears before she cleared her throat a little. ❝ I could say the same. I had pictured you before but you’re way more gorgeous than I could’ve dreamt.--And I’ve only lived her for the last 2 or 3 months, but my parents have a lot of business in New York so I’ve been here before this. What about you? ❞

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eloquentmuses:

Mackenzie let her head dip backward with a loud sigh. She knew that if they let things get out of control now, the rest of their day would be lost. Even though she would be the last person complaining, she knew he was right. This breakfast hadn’t been cooked for nothing. She leaned back up to push a fake pout his way before giggling. “Fine. But only because I fully expect all of your attention after we eat.” The fingers digging into her hips made her gasp lightly. Andy seemed to know what buttons to push to work her up into a big bunch of nerves. 

Her head looked over his shoulder to glance at the breakfast for a moment before looking back to the man she loved as if she even needed a chance to choose. Her lips melded with his as the bounty hunter held her close. “Oh, you’ve got a deal baby. But I want you to know it’s only because I love you that I’m agreeing to this. You’re more than a piece of ass to me.” Her lips touched the tip of his nose quickly before pulling back out of his arms. 

❝ Yes ma’am, ❞ he responded with a little grin, kissing her neck before laughing at her last statement. He loved this woman; she made it so easy for him to fall for her every single day. ❝ You know how to warm a man’s heart, ❞ he teased, smiling at the light kiss to his nose. Reluctantly, he let her go, but not without tapping her ass as she walked away. ❝ I’ll grab the food for us, ❞ Andy told her, going to the table and picking up their plates. He followed her out and placed them on the table before going back for their glasses and silverware. Once everything was out on the table, he sat down with a sigh, feeling his stomach grumble. Andy was hungrier than he’d thought now that he was actually looking at the food. ❝ We’re all set to camp out on my end, by the way, ❞ he responded. ❝ I pushed some meetings back to later in the week so, I’m all set. ❞ Andy started cutting into some of the breakfast, taking a bite. ❝ What about the shop? Are you good to go? ❞

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eloquentmuses:

She laughed. There was nothing holding her back, no polite way she was supposed to react to him. Maybe that’s why she was able to relax and let herself open up to this man. “We are making plans, aren’t we? How did that even happen? I mean we do dinner once and suddenly we’re going on multiple trips.” One hand rested under her chin as she nodded down to the food as she teased him openly. He wasn’t one of those guys that she had to tiptoe around being herself. Sara held her breath the closer he moved to her. Were they actually going to do this? Her brown eyes dipped down to his lips then back up to his eyes, almost begging for him to continue on. Instead he noted that he wouldn’t be stopped, bringing a smile to her face before he leaned in to capture her lips. Her hand went to rest on his broad chest, leaning in to his kiss. She pulled back slowly but only enough so that she could speak while his hand was still on her face. “Would I sound like an idiot if I said that I want you to do that again?” 

❝ Just goes to show you how great we are together, ❞ he teased, not really even realizing that he’d said that until the words came out of his mouth. He cleared his throat slightly before taking a sip of his drink. There was something about Sara that just made Jude so comfortable. Nothing felt like it was off limits for them to talk about, and he really enjoyed that feeling. His nose brushed against hers when she pulled away, his lips already missing the feeling of hers pressed against them. ❝ No, ❞ he replied with an airy chuckle. ❝ Especially because I want to do that again too... ❞ He pecked her lips lightly, before moving in for another kiss. He brought her a little closer to him this time, deepening it more than before. Jude felt a slight...flutter in the pit of his stomach, one that he hadn’t felt before.

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eloquentmuses:

He felt such anger bubbling deep in the pit of his stomach. Everything that made him who he was wanted to throw her words back at her. Explain that had she just told him things would have been so much easier on her. That the child with her would have had two parents from the start. But he reeled himself in. It was too late to blow up at her now. “Look, I’m not gonna lie and say I get it. You should have known me better to know that I would have done whatever I needed to for both of you.” 

There had been so much history between him and Lorelai. None of it could be ignored either. His blue eyes fell to the infant, a small smile taking his lips as he noted that her lips were that of her mother. “Of course I want to hold her. I feel like I’ve missed so much already.” That much made his heart thump heavy in his chest. 

❝ I’m not----nevermind, ❞ she’d learned to pick her battles. Lorelai didn’t have to energy to explain to him that she’d been scared, and felt alone, and that things hadn’t been a walk in the park. She was going to maintain her stance; the ballerina didn’t want to argue. ❝ You haven’t missed too much, she hasn’t even started smiling fully yet, ❞ Lorelai responded softly, smiling and her little bundle of joy before looking back up at Thomas.

She brought the infant over and carefully handed her to Thomas. ❝ She likes it when you hold her head tilted a little... ❞

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SNAPCHAT — bff 😜

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formidablesouls:

       “i suppose you could say that,” he whispered back, trying to focus on getting things cleaned up now even though he stayed still in his position and didn’t move anywhere so she could keep her hold around him. handsome. what a nickname. one that made him feel so good about himself, especially having come from her lips. feeling the warmth of her cheek against his back made him smile, dmitri finally deciding to turn around and hug her properly, fitting her face right against his chest and arms wrapped around her. “glad to hear you slept well. you definitely looked like you were at peace. i got up about half an hour ago…. thought you could use the extra sleep.” he leaned down and tipped her chin up to kiss her softly, as though still in a blissful, sleepy stupor. 

She loved how it felt to be completely wrapped up in him. There was nothing she wanted more than to stay like this. There was something about a best friend that made you just feel....safe. Kat was falling for him because he made her feel like she could do anything, while still protecting her from things that had the potential to go really bad. Before she could even reply to him, the waitress felt her chin tip slightly, blue eyes falling shut as he kissed her so tenderly. This still all felt like a dream to her. She rested her hands on his sides, feeling her heart beat a little quicker. Could they stay like this forever?

[livingvampireandshadowhunter-de]

Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.

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SNAPCHAT — bff 😜

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formidablesouls:

     dmitri was lost in his thoughts about how he would be a terrible person moving forward. as though bliss had never been on his side and that she shouldn’t trust to be in any sort of romantic relationship with him. nevertheless, there he was, making coffee at her place and plating their breakfasts as though it were any other normal day. she was the only person that he had trusted to open up to about his past ; hopefully that doesn’t bite him in the butt moving forward. so deep in ‘what ifs’, she spooked him as she came around and hugged him gently, smile forming on his face without even giving it a second thought. this was really happening, wasn’t it? “good morning, beautiful….” he muttered, hand tickling up her arm to lace fingers together, bringing it up and kissing the back of it. “i hope you slept well last night. i know i did. i think that was the best sleep i’d ever gotten. breakfast is ready, by the way.”

She couldn’t hide the little giggle when she felt Dmitri jump at her touch; ❝ You must’ve been deep in thought, ❞ Kat smiled against his back. The waitress felt herself blush when he called her beautiful and kissed her hand. She was used to the two of them being affectionate with each other, but after yesterday it just...felt different. But in the best way. ❝ Good morning handsome, ❞ Kat grinned, resting her cheek against his back now. ❝ I slept great. I always do when you come over. ❞ She came around him and to their plates, taking in a deep whiff of their breakfast and humming. ❝ This smells really good. What time did you wake up this morning? ❞

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Norah cocks an eye at him, “How do you know I’m not more trouble than I’m worth?” she may not have looked like much but Norah had her issues. It was less than thirty minutes ago she was ready to commit a vicious felony in a room full of witnesses, “Isn’t this where horny teenagers come to have sex and get drunk?” Norah spoke as if she had any experience. She’d never even kissed a boy let alone had one bring her to the lookout point. She pouted slightly when he took the bottle from her. She relaxes into her seat, kicking her shoes off in the floorboard. Norah sighs, “My dad used to say that you can tell a lot about a person by their drinking habits. He said assholes never share drinks which makes sense because he never shared his drink with anyone.”

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❝ Because you were about to give prince charming hell for the shit he was pulling back there, ❞ he smirked, chuckling at the memory of her charging towards him, a time bomb about to explode in his face. As amusing as that would’ve been, business was being conducted and he couldn’t afford for her retribution to change that. ❝ Dunno, is it? ❞ he asked. No, he genuinely didn’t know; he didn’t grow up here, but it was close enough that he could go back if called and high enough that they could get some air. But it did seem like a good spot to have sex and get drunk. He made sure the roof of the car folded back so they could just have the open air. ❝ Sharing is caring, that’s for sure, ❞ he took another swig, handing her the bottle again. ❝ ‘Sucks that you and prince charming aren’t gonna work out I guess.---...Guys that hit it and quit it after they’ve lied and said it ‘wasn’t about that’ are scum in my opinion...--excuse the crude terminology. I don’t know how else to put it. ❞

[emptyspxces]

They had fought her every step of the way and it had only gotten harder but Victor was right. She was the daughter of the great alpha, she was the one who had given Victor healthy sons and would soon give him more. They may have fought but Sage fought harder and from the way he spoke it sounded like Victor would fight too. Sage wanted to have hope but she knew Ragana. Obedience was never her strong suit. When Sage was little her grandmother had told her that she was destined for great things. Sage never would have thought in a million lifetimes that bearing Victor’s children would be those things. But now? Now it made complete sense to her. It was as if she had been brought into this would for him and only for him, “Yes. I’m yours.” There isn’t the slightest hesitation in her voice. The beta’s hand continues its descent down his body until it slips inside his trousers, delicate fingers fastening around his manhood. Her free hand grips his shoulder as her lips press against his with every bit of passion she can muster before pulling back. Her hands begins to move, working his length, slow at first and then harder, “I have always been yours, my alpha.”

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Victor would always fight for what he wanted, what he deserved. And he deserved happiness; Sage was that for him. For so long he’d been doing his duty in the face of the loss he suffered, but no more. He and Sage were bonded together in nearly every way; he couldn’t ignore that kind of connection, for anyone. Hearing how sure she is about his decision on reconfirms that this is the right decision. Sage would be his mate. Her hand slipping down to his cock made caused a low rumble in his chest. Her lips were like fire that consumed him as he throbbed in her hold. ❝ And you always will be, ❞ he mumbled, tugging her bottom lip before kissing her again with just as much passion, and then some. His hand slid from its place on her hips down to her ass, squeezing it and bringing her closer to him before his hand slid between her legs to tease her folds. He was getting harder for her, and he wanted to make Sage even wetter for him; two could play this game.

[preciouscrextures]

i am going to bed because i may or may not be meeting someone v. important tomorrow 😁 goodnight lovebugs!

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riderzanemcmallan:

Zane smirked. He quite liked all three of her answers, and even as she spoke with that sarcastic tone he liked it. Leaning down so he could whisper to her, a hand slipped around to her ass. “My name is Zane. Since you’ll be needing it,” he told her. “You can start by taking everythin’ off, and then you can do the same to me.”

She resisted the urge to bite her lip when he leaned down and started whispering to her, feeling his hand grip her ass. Was she a little turned on by it? Yes. But she wasn’t going to show that. ❝ Yes sir, ❞ she responded, stepping back a little bit, teasingly, so she could complete the task. It wasn’t hard for her to take off all her clothes. The dress she slipped right off, unclipping her bra to reveal her breasts before turning around so he could look at her ass while she took off her thong. She took her heels off and then turned around to bare all. Stepping forward again, she started to undo his belt first. ❝ You you want me to call you anything other than Zane? ❞ she asked, sliding his belt off before moving to his upper body next.