awhile.

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holyxsins​:

          she  let  her  head  roll  back,  lower  body  submerged  in  warm  water,  exposing  her  neck  as  she  tried  to  relieve  the  stress  of  the  night  from  her  shoulders.  not  realizing  the  slight  moan  passing  her  lips,  before  she  brought  her  head  back  up  to  meet  milans  gaze.  “  you’re  always  more  than  welcome  to. you have a key.. don’t be afraid to use it.  ”  her  voice  soft,  with  a  tempting  smile,  taking  another  sip.  she  situated herself beside her,  giving  her  the  perfect  angle  of  the  girl.  “  right.  the  jackpot.  ”  though  she  smiled,  her  tone  didn’t  match.  she  hit  the  jackpot  of  jackasses  was  more  like  it.  but  maybe  it  was  worth  it  for  the  luxury  of  it  all.  “  you  think  so?  ”  her  head  slightly  tilted,  trying  to  read  the  others  face  through  dim  lightning.  there  was  scoff,  they  played  pretend  well.  most  outsiders  thinking  they  had  the  perfect  marriage,  though  anthony  rarely  touched  her. spoke to her..  “  i  don’t  think  he’d  agree.  ”  she  confessed,  slightly  ashamed,  sinking  lower  into  the  water.  “  trust  me,  it’s  not  all  it’s  cracked  up  to  be.  ”  she  wasn’t  sure  why  she  trusted  her,  but  she  did.  feeling  as  though  all  her  secrets  were  safe.

she  giggles  in  both  disbelief  and  appreciation  as  the  femme  offers  her  home  to  her,  it  was  crazy  but  milan  would  definitely  be  taking  up  the  opportunity  to  have  a  place  where  she  could  just...  be.  “you’re  too  good  to  me,  you  know  that?”  sends  the  older  woman  a  genuine  smile  before  taking  another  sip  of  the  expensive  champagne,  lips  part  slightly  to  allow  a  groan  to  slip  through,  clearly  enjoying  the  taste  of  the  fizzy  beverage.  a  small  frown  appears  on  milan’s  features  as  corrie  repeats  her  words,  her  tone  somewhat  dejected  –––  wasn’t  the  femme  happy  here?  “wait,  really?  of  course  i  think  so  you  guys  have  it  made!  beautiful  home,  money  rolling  in  so  you  don’t  have  to  worry.  i  wish  i  could  give  my  mom  this  life.”  and  milan's  being  honest,  isn’t  saying  all  of  this  to  have  the  other  feeling  guilty.  “he  wouldn’t  agree,  why  not?  he  has  a  great  career,  making  hella  money  from  it  and  most  importantly,  gets  you  on  his  arm!  when  i  said  you  guys  have  it  made,  i  really  meant  he  does.  perfect  life,  perfect  wife.  what  can  he  complain  about?”

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holyxsins​:

         she  felt  a  spark  under  her  gaze.  “  dont  thank  me.  you  deserve  nice  things  ”  a  comforting  hand,  tapped  the  small  of  her  back.  she  truly  believed  it,  seeing  so  much  of  herself  in  the  younger  brunette.  “  i’ll  top  your  glass  off.  ”  she  hummed  as  the  other  walked  away,  her  eyes  watching  her  disappear  through  the  dim  lights.  she  took  a  test  sip  from  her  own  glass,  before  filling  it  up  the  rest  of  the  way.  the  buzz  starting  to  course  through  her  body.  she  took  this  time  to throw her  hair  into  a  banana  clip,  turn  on  the  pool  heaters,  then  deciding  on  some  mellow  indie  station  letting  it  play  softly  out  the  outdoor  speakers.  anthony  and  her  son  wouldn’t  wake  up  anyways.  late  night  swims  had  become  her  thing.  soft  brown  eyes  widened  taking  in  the  black  swim  set  against  tan  skin.  “  oh  wow  …  that  would’ve  never  look  that  good  on  me.  you  look  even  better.  ”  she  mused,  slender  fingers  taking  her  hand  to  spin  her  around.  “  amazing.  ”  she  smiled,  handing  her  the  freshly  filled  glass,  before  ushering  them  outside.  she  had  always  loved  the  water,  slipping  in  with  ease,  keeping  her  glass  near  the  edge  of  the  pool.  “  there’s  something  about  swimming  at  nigh  that  just  eases  all  the  stress  y’know.  ”  her  hand  skimmed  the  top  of  the  water,  standing  in  the  shallow  end,  leaning  against  the  side.  the  moonlight  bounced  of  the  surface  creating  the  perfect  glow.  “  i  never  in  a  million  years  thought  id  own  a  house  like  this..  let  alone  married..  ”  she  shared,  falling  into  her  own  deep  thoughts.  

blush  appears  on  her  cheeks  at  the  femme’s  compliment,  she  has  always  known  she  was  attractive  but  hearing  such  words  come  from  corrie  –––  made  milan  feel  so  much  better.  accepting  the  new  glass  of  champagne  with  a  small  nod,  the  brunette  follows  the  other  outside,  taking  small  sips  on  her  way.  femme  eases  slowly  into  the  hot  tub,  not  wanting  to  spill  any  of  the  sparkling  substance.  it  was  $800  after  all,  would  be  a  waste.  “no,  i  get  that  –––  it’s  so  calm  out  here.  working  on  my  college  shit  out  here  would  definitely  lower  my  stress  levels.”  femme  giggles,  relaxing  against  the  wall  of  the  tub,  taking  another  long  sip  of  the  champagne.  “i  would  love  to  have  a  place  like  this,  i  feel  like  i  was  born  for  this  life,  you  know?”  milan  admits,  turning  to  the  female  as  she  giggles.  “you  definitely  hit  the  jackpot.”  eyes  fall  to  the  other’s  figure  once  again  before  tearing  herself  away.  “anthony  did  too  –––  i  mean,  i  don’t  know  how  he’s  asleep  right  now  when  you  look  like  this.”

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holyxsins​:

               her  husband  spent  half  the  night  showing  her  off,  speaking  over  her,  until  his  secretary  showed  up,  who  immediately  garnered  his  attention  the  rest  of  the  night.  it  was  safe  to  say  the  rest  of  the  bottle  would  be  downed  in  the  next  two  hours.  she  waited  patiently,  her  head  tilting  as  she  watched  the  other  move  to  place  the  dishes  in  their  appropriate  spot,  deciding  not  to  protest  the  nice  gesture.  she  would  add  it  to  her  payment  later.  she  studied  her,  waiting  for  the  verdict,  brown  eyes  tracing  her  lips  as  the  champagne  glass  pressed  against  them.  “  see!  so  much  better.  ”  she  mused,  laughing  slightly  as  her  body  relaxed,  leaning  against  the  island.  “  it  even  gets  you  drunk  faster…  which  by  the  way,  i  will  pay  for  your  uber  or  you’re  always  more  than  welcome  to  stay  in  the  guest  room  ”  she  offered,  looking  up  through  wispy  lashes.  after  her  second  glass,  there  was  no  way  she  would  be  able  to  drive  home.  “  oh,  i  have  plenty  of  swimsuits  you  can  choose  from..  most  of  them  still  have  a  price  tag  on  them.  ”  just  about  every  brand  you  could  think  of.  one  thing  anthony  was  actually  good  for.  she  scanned  her  body,  she  was  a  few  inches  smaller  but  for  the  most  part  they  should  fit.  “  or  whatever  you’re  comfortable  in..  I’ll  be  right  back..  ”  she  took  on  last  swig  from  her  glass,  encouraging  milan  to  do  the  same  before  she  disappeared  down  the  long  hall.  a  few  minutes  later  she  re-emerged  in  a  blue  two  piece.  a  gold  chain,  hung  of  the  side  dangling  against  a  toned  thigh.  “  it  feels  amazing  to  be  out  of  that  bodysuit.  you  know  where  the  closet  is  right?  you  can  access  is  through  the  hallway,  don’t  worry  about  anthony  he  took  a  sleeping  pill.  ”  she  waved  her  hand,  pointing  in  the  direction.  

she  nods  as  she  lets  out  another  giggle,  the  older  woman  was  definitely  right  –––  the  drink  was  so  much  nicer  than  milan  had  ever  tasted  before.  “thank  you.”  nods  at  both  the  offers  the  other  gives  her,  hasn’t  decided  which  one  she  would  take  yet,  didn’t  want  to  bother  the  family  too  much  but  if  she  was  going  to  get  drunk,  she  should  probably  stay  the  night.  a  small  squeak  leaves  the  femme’s  lips  as  corrie  mentions  extra  swim  suits,  had  seen  a  few  laying  around  the  house  whenever  the  woman’s  child  had  gotten  into  her  closet  to  use  his  mother’s  clothing  as  blankets  and  milan  definitely  thought  thought  they  were  gorgeous.  “ah,  thank  you  so  much!  that  would  definitely  be  so  much  better,  thank  you.”  nods  again  just  before  she  disappears,  hand  reaching  for  her  glass  once  again  –––  this  time  finishing  the  contents.  she  sighs,  relishing  in  the  champagne’s  luxury  taste.  it  wasn’t  long  before  the  woman  had  gotten  changed  and  the  femme  looks  back  as  she  hears  her  voice,  mouth  parts  as  eyes  trace  her  curvaceous  figure,  lingering  on  her  chest,  milan  always  knew  the  woman  she  babysits  for  was  attractive  but  this  was  a  whole  other  level,  brunette  has  to  stop  herself  from  biting  her  lip  in  arousal.  “you  uh,  look  good!  but  thank  you.  i’ll  be  right  back.”  and  she  scurries  off  to  the  femme’s  bedroom,  shaking  her  head  to  rid  herself  of  the  forbidden  thoughts.  didn’t  take  milan  long  to  find  a  nice  bikini,  a  luxury  black  set  that  hugs  her  curves  and  pushes  up  her  breasts.  she  wasn’t  trying  to  impress,  but  was  she?  stepping  back  out  into  the  lounge,  femme  feels  the  alcohol  going  to  her  head  as  she  spins  around.  “how  do  i  look?  as  good  as  you?”

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holyxsins​:

                corrie  appreciated  how  sweet  she  was.  going  above  and  beyond,  she  understood  why  her  five  year  old  son  loved  the  younger  woman  so  much.  “  tired  ?  please,  it’s  only  9:30..  ”  meanwhile  her  husband,  came  home  headed  straight  to  bed  without  so  much  as  a  goodnight.  “  milan  please,  you  can  leave  those  dishes  and  I’ll  do  them  in  the  morning..  ”  she  smiled,  grabbing  two  champagne  flutes  from  the  cabinet,  pouring  them  each  a  glass.  “  trust  me.  i  didn’t  think  there  was  a  difference  until  I  married  anthony,  and  ..  god,  expensive  champagne  is  so  much  better.  ”  she  hummed,  taking  a  sip  she  so  desperately  needed  after  the  night  she  had.  who  would  have  ever  thought  an  around  the  way  girl  from  the  outskirts  of  LA  would  marry  a  high-stakes  CFO.  not  her  in  a  million  years.  she  let  the  don  settle  on  her  tongue  for  a  moment.  “  would  you  want  to  get  in  the  hot  tub?  ”  

she  had  realized  it  wasn’t  too  late  but  the  brunette  didn’t  want  to  overstay  her  welcome,  the  couple  had  been  at  an  event  all  evening  and  milan  figured  all  they  would  want  to  do  was  relax  or  even  sleep  for  the  rest  of  the  night.  but  she  shrugs  as  the  older  woman  seems  to  insist  and  not  care  about  the  time.  “okay.”  she  agrees  quietly,  quickly  picking  up  some  of  the  dry  dishes  and  placing  them  in  the  cupboard  –––  corrie  said  leave  them  but  she  didn’t  want  to  leave  the  kitchen  a  mess,  particularly  as  the  plates  were  used  by  herself  when  eating  with  the  woman’s  son  earlier  this  evening.  “i  can  imagine.”  milan  giggles,  before  grabbing  the  flute  she  assumes  is  for  her,  bringing  the  flute  to  her  glossy  lips  and  taking  a  sip.  a  groan  leaves  her  lips  at  the  taste  of  the  champagne,  the  woman  was  right.  “wait,  this  is  actually  so  good!  i  didn’t  think  they’d  be  much  difference  because  i  thought  they  were  all  the  same  but...  you  can  definitely  taste  the  money.”  brow  raises  at  the  next  question,  milan  didn’t  think  she  was  allowed  to  use  their  outdoor  accessories.  “that  sounds  nice,  actually.”  she  laughs,  taking  another  sip  of  the  champagne.  “i  mean,  i  don’t  have  a  bikini  with  me  or  anything  but  my  underwear  works,  i  guess.”

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holyxsins​:

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨: m/f/nb  𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭: corrie is resident trophy wife that’s miserable in her marriage and wants to loosen up after she was forced to attend her husbands work function. 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: friends, fwb, babysitter, neighbors. 

           “  oh  no,  you’re  not  punking  out  on  me  now  ..  c’mon  ..  it’s  not  everyday  you  get  to  taste  $800  champagne  …  ”  

had  gotten  the  couple’s  child  off  to  sleep  less  than  thirty  minutes  ago,  leaving  milan  the  opportunity  to  finish  some  housework  for  the  pair,  knowing  they  definitely  didn’t  want  to  be  doing  such  a  thing  after  the  event.  “you’re  not  too  tired?”  femme  laughs,  drying  her  hands  on  the  small  hand  towel  beside  her.  “i  was  just  gonna  quickly  do  these  dishes  and  get  out  of  y’all’s  hair  but  i  guess  i  would  be  crazy  to  turn  down  that  kinda  champagne...”

[connerys]

#same

[metalprompts]

*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  sender.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

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holyxsins​:

           one  hand  holds  up  the  front  of  her  dress,  now  watching  along  with  him  in  the  mirror.  his  features  much  like  his  brothers;  her  husband.  their  touches  vastly  different.  the  younger  boy  was  thoughtful,  took  his  time.  while  anthony  seemed  to  rush,  heavy  hands  not  caring  where  he  put  them  really.  she  wanted  to  pull  away,  tell  him  this  was  wrong,  but  her  feet  wouldn’t  move.  her  voice  mute.  there  was  a  sigh,  closing  her  eyes,  basking  in  the  feeling  of  his  arms  around  her,  lips  against  her  skin.  she  thought  about  his  question.  anthony  was  fast  asleep,  drunk,  and  many  of  the  guest  were  on  their  way  out.  brown  slowly  lifted  to  the  mirror,  watching  his  gaze  through  glass.  she  went  to  speak,  instead  her  head  gently  shook  side  to  side.  she  turned  around  in  arms,  before  letting  the  front  of  her  dress  drop.  “  this  is  the  last  time.  ”  she  whispered,  bringing  her  arms  around  his  neck.  it  was  a  lie,  but  she  needed  to  believe  it  for  now.  

his  brother  didn’t  deserve  the  femme,  ryan  had  been  aware  of  that  since  he  married  her.  anthony  had  dipped  out  of  his  own  wedding  reception  for  an  hour  to  respond  to  some  business  calls,  he  was  a  loser.  but  the  brunet  had  to  thank  him,  if  he  hadn’t  put  work  before  his  new  wife  ryan  wouldn’t  have  ever  had  the  chance  to  show  her  that  she  deserved  better.  yes,  the  first  time  they  had  slept  with  one  another  was  the  day  of  her  wedding  and  the  male  regrets  nothing.  he  smiles  as  she  turns  around,  eyes  lingering  on  her  chest  as  she  allows  her  dress  to  fall.  there’s  a  small  smirk  on  his  lips  as  she  tells  him  it’s  the  last  time,  they  both  knew  it  wasn’t  but  ryan  wouldn’t  argue,  not  when  he  could  be  kissing  her  right  now.  and  he  leans  toward  her,  crashing  his  lips  against  hers  in  that  kiss  was  a  sweetness  of  passion,  a  million  thoughts  condensed  into  a  moment.  it  felt  so  right.  hands  slide  down  her  back  to  cup  her  ass,  quickly  lifting  up  the  older  woman  and  wrapping  her  legs  around  his  waist.  lips  refuse  to  part  as  he  takes  her  from  her  bathroom  into  the  guest  bedroom  where  ryan  had  been  staying  for  the  past  couple  nights.  he  gently  drops  her  on  the  bed  before  quickly  hovering  over  her.  “god,  you’re  so  beautiful.”  male  admits,  kissing  her  once  again.

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holyxsins​:

               it  wasn’t  intentional,  or  maybe  it  was.  the  dress  was  awfully  uncomfortable  and  she  just  wanted  to  be  free.  “  well  —  we  can’t  all  be  in  our  twenties  anymore.  ”    a  slender  hand,  held  dark  hair  to  one  side,  as  she  felt  the  metal  unwind  against  her  skin.  the  tight  fabric  releasing  a  still  toned  body.  her  husband  never  wanted  kids,  so  maybe  there  was  still  a  plus.  at  least  that’s  what  she  told  herself.  her  back  bare,  not  risking  panty  or  bra  lines,  under  such  tight  material.  she  didn’t  flinch  at  the  feeling  of  his  lips  against  her  skin.  it  was  warm.  “  ryan,  what  are  you  doing …  ?  ”    she  knew  exactly  what  was  happening.  it  happened  time  and  time  again.  a  forbidden  touch,  that  always  felt  so  right.  

lets  out  a  deep  chuckle  at  the  femme’s  excuse  for  his  brother,  that  they  were  older  now  –––  older  than  him,  and  although  it  was  true,  ryan  knew  that  wasn’t  the  reasoning.  his  brother  was  boring  and  self  absorbed,  cared  more  about  not  disappointing  their  father  with  running  the  company  than  he  did  about  his  gorgeous  wife.  how  the  other  male  saw  her  in  that  dress  and  didn’t  want  to  take  it  off  her  himself  baffled  ryan,  because  brunet  couldn’t  keep  his  thoughts  and  eyes  to  himself  all  night.  “just  appreciating  you.”  he  tells  her,  continuing  to  kiss  her  shoulder.  “i  mean,  if  my  brother  isn’t  going  to...  someone  has  to,  right?”  arms  wrap  around  her  waist  as  he  somewhat  poses  with  her  and  he  looks  up  at  the  pair’s  reflection  in  the  mirror  opposite,  eyes  admiring  her  naked  form.  “you  want  me  to  stop?”

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holyxsins​:

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨: m/f ( 25+)  𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭: after a party in her home; your muse has always had a crush, but she’s married. they could have history.. maybe even already slept together.. / her husbands sibling / neighbor / babysitter ..                                                                                                                        𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞: corrie dekker » resident trophy wife.

           “ could you be a dear ? … anthony went to bed and I can’t seem — ”

“already?” he raises an eyebrow at the woman informing him that his brother had disappeared for bed, the party had barely ended ––– was still a few people left in the lounge slowly finishing off their drinks. he nods anyway, smirk on his lips as he allows his eyes to linger the femme’s figure. ryan slowly steps up behind her, one hand comes to rest on her hip as the other pinches the zipper on the back of her dress, gradually bringing it down. “going to bed before he even has the chance to undress you? he’s crazy.” the male whispers, pressing a chaste kiss to the woman’s now bare shoulder.

[casshowards]

EUPHORIA 2.02 “Out of Touch”

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frbiddenplsures​:

open to: f / nb

plot: nathan and y/m are in a pool party that’s run late. people are drunk and running around, his wife included, and they are the only two people at the pool. 

connection:  friend’s wife / daughter, employee / nanny, boss, neighbor. ta/boo welcome. 

“relax.” he whispers in their ear, standing right behind them. his speedos do little to contain the tent that’s grown inside them, which he slowly grinds up against their ass underwater.  “no one’s looking."  his breath is hot against their ear,  his hand snaking around their frame and pushing them closer to his body. the party is still going wild inside the house, but not another soul is at the pool  –  and if they happened to show up in the area, nathan didn’t really care enough;  mind too clouded by desire.  "don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”

usually the female refused to attend these type of parties, sure they were supposed to be fun and an excuse for the company’s employees to wind down but they always ended up the same way: isabella’s father drunkenly talking business. however, the blonde’s father was hosting at their home this time so the femme decided to have a little fun, entering the pool fashionable late in her hottest bikini, an attempt to steal the attention of her father’s employees and associates. and it worked, of course ––– as she slid into the pool nobody could keep their eyes off her. mere hours later, the party made their way into her home, leaving isabella alone with nathan: her dad’s business partner and best friend. she knew he was feeling her, the way his eyes lingered on her figure was obvious ––– that and femme could literally feel him against her ass. giggles as the male pulls her toward him, closing the small gap between them. “maybe a little...” she admits, refusing to tear her eyes from the window into her lounge, watching as her dad gives a terrible speech. “clearly you’ve thought about me, though. what, your wife not doing it for you?”

[dylan-rhodesobrien-deactivated2]

Dylan O’Brien and Sadie Sink in All Too Well (2021) dir. Taylor Swift

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@filthysins​

“stop...” the femme playfully shrugs off the other as they begin kissing along her neck, has to bite her lip to stifle a moan as she continues typing her duties on the computer. “you set me this work, told me it had to be done before tonight and now you’re distracting me?” 

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@filthysins​

“bet it doesn’t feel this way with your boy, does it? is his cock this big?”

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@filthysins​

"i would love for you to fuck me, whenever and however you want. you can control what i wear, what i eat, who i talk to. i want every guy you know to wanna fuck me, but they can’t, because they know i'm yours. i belong to you and i will never complain, because i trust you know what’s best."

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Jenna Ortega in Scream VI Teaser Trailer