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𝔰 𝔠 𝔣 𝔱 𝔯 𝔬 𝔱 — say my name, speak it in vain. i wanna taste it, eat you up piece by piece and savour each minute.
tyla , rolling stone .
whys it always like 2am when I get muse and feel like writing <\3
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COCO JONES .
y’all are rlly gonna make me make a canon muse side blog huh
im gonna be around a little less this week ! Im in the process of moving hehe but by next weekend ill be in a much better position for writing, im gonna be here to talk ships n stuff though <3
⋆༶ closed starter ft. victoria finch.
⋆༶ @kittywriites / based
"You know I'm old enough to be your mother, right?"
⋆༶ closed starter ft. finley shepherd. pinterest.
⋆༶ @kittywriites / based
"I don't— Um, I...I've never...I've never done that before. I've seen it, o-obviously, but...I'm— I'm a virgin."
⋆༶ closed starter ft. blake granger.
⋆༶ @st4lkng / based
"I know you're fuckin' lyin' to me right now. Not even once?"
⋆༶ closed starter ft. brandon fletcher.
⋆༶ @choosingt3xas / based
"What? No, no way. I mean why would it be awkward...We're friends, right?"
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STEPHEN KALYN Off Campus 1.01
God, she smelled fucking divine. Both gazes roamed over delicate, exposed skin, and Jesse's mouth practically watered, his dark eyes instinctively drifting down to the hem of her little denim skirt. She was every bit as much of a stone cold fox up close as she had been from across the bar. Dex was more subtle, blue gaze passing over the column of her throat as he reached behind her to snag the abandoned beer. Her question made both sets of lips turn up into knowing smirks, silently sharing the joke that she wasn't quite in on. Not yet, at least. "Well, I can think of a couple, but nothin' that won't get me kicked outta my favorite bar." Dex answered with a suggestive little smirk before he shrugged a shoulder. "But I wouldn't worry too much, darlin'. I think we'll work somethin' out." This time, he let her see the way his hungry, approving gaze trailed along her form. "Besides," Jesse prompted just as Mick returned with their drinks. Jesse grabbed the cocktail with ringed fingers, holding it in front of the girl as he leaned down, head tilted in an effort to meet near her eye level. "Don't you ladies get to have it all nowadays?"
Being ogled was by far Barbie's favourite pastime. It wasn't like she needed reminding that she was hot, of that she was certain, but it just further cemented that the femmes sense of ego was entirely rooted in reality. So she basked in their gazes, pushing out the less than concealed swell of her chest and flicking her hair back, inadvertently making a spectacle of her throat, of which she was entirely oblivious to, far too enthralled by the novelty of men who didn't have a trust fund. Their apparent inside joke made her blue eyed gaze narrow curiously between the pair, but Dex's quip absolved her curiosity in favour of a giggle. Partly, at the scandal of what would be an openly dirty remark, but also because the thought of this dive being anyone's favourite bar sounded completely mythological. His smirk caused her stomach to flutter, though she did a good job at hiding it, only subtly tightening her thighs together as she peered up at him with a filthy little smirk of her own. "What makes you think I'm worried?" Although perhaps she should have been. It wasn't like the playing ground had been fair. Not only was the femme not on her own turf, but it was a classic case of two against one, and Barbie had never seen a man that attractive before, let alone two of them at the same time. Attentions were divided back to Jesse as he clasped her drink, and she made a point of letting manicured fingertips glide atop his own as she took it for herself, free hand pinching the straw so she could guide it between her lips. After a sip that had been steeped in sexuality was taken, she gave him a flirtatious little smile. "Thanks." Being eye level felt positively mesmerising, but his quip took her away from the state of hypnosis she had been verging on. "Clever...Did you two like, practice that in front of the mirror, or?" Cocked her head to the side, toothy grin, all the while mindlessly twirling her straw around her drink. "Anyway...What makes you think I'm that kind of girl?" Gaze shared between the two now, the blonde took another drink, patiently awaiting their answer.
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Martina was certain that in another life, or another decade, Jenson might have been exactly the type of guy she'd go for. Tall, handsome, muscular. A drink, really, and one that Martina had chosen to be particularly careful about eyeing, save upsetting her daughter. Who, fortunately, had not been home that afternoon, giving Martina ample time to do as much innocent ogling as possible before she would be resigned back to navigating a dating pool full of men in their sixties who seemed to be explicitly interested in women her daughters age. "I'm sorry darling, you just missed her. I think she said she'd be home tonight, but, well..." A soft shrug of delicate shoulders, resting her curved frame against the doorjamb. "You know yourself what she's like. You're more than welcome to come in and wait up for her, though? I was actually about to order some food." And open a bottle of wine, naturally. Having someone to stare at would merely be the cherry on top. The femme gave a charming smile, extending a hand behind her to indicate that he was more than welcome to come inside.