sugar plum

@sugrdplums

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" you could simply find out what type of guy i am if you just fall into your temptation, " smirk grows, he definitely was the type to talk a girl through it, tell her how good she looks taking him. jai takes her comment as a good sign, she's indicating her interests, flirting and he was eating it all up -- enjoying this side of her. the conversation was headed south, dirtier and he was just getting started in digging into that mind of hers. " maybe i could join you in that hot steamy shower, make it even hotter. i'm sure there's areas of your body you just can't reach and i'll gladly do it for you. " it was inappropriate, his suggestion -- but the picture is already fresh in her mind before he could push it away.

TIME SKIP.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ i heard maddie sent you a … dirty message … or picture, or .. — it doesn’t matter. i just want to make sure that you understand that overall work relationships are inappropriate, and not why i wasn’t into the other night. ❞ well, she was into it.

#spcrtscars #mia.#mia + jai.#they're probably at work or right after pls lmao #like if this the place to talk about this either girl ????#im thinking the coworker has the hots of him too #and either they have hooked up or she's just #always chasing him lmao

seeing just how happy she was about this possible crush has him wondering if she still has those same thoughts. " had a whole journal with your name scribbled in arrow hearts, " teasing words fell as chuckles escapes. though she wasn't too far off, he had always been good at concealing those undeniable feelings that he had for her. " it's a beautiful smile indeed, " approaches her with her toiletries, assisting with her packing -- there was no denying that he thought she was the most beautiful person, in and out. " oh ? bite them, hm ? i could get down with the feistiness. . . no, it's not weird . . . it's a normal thing besides she probably already think we fuck like twenty times a day now that you're my girl. " the words flow out so naturally that it doesn't sound so fake. leaning down, warm breath hoovers over ear, " is it weird because you're imagining your mom walking in on us having sex ? " hues takes in every action, studying his best friend.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤit’s the casual way he says his girl that unexpectedly sends her head spinning. she tries to keep her attention buried in the task of folding a shirt ( that definitely doesn't need that much attention ). ❝ i think twenty times a day would be a medical marvel, dom, even for you. ❞ but the moment he leans in, lana freezes. that crimson flush deepening. ❝ oh my god, shut up, loser ! ❞ small palm comes up to push him back gently from the middle of his chest. ❝ just because you want to picture it later tonight doesn’t mean we need to keep talking about it. we’re not fucking, so end of story. ❞ turning back to the suitcase to finish the job, but her heart stops for an entirely different reason. right there, splayed across the very top of her packing pile, is a pair of lacy black panties she’d forgotten to tuck under the more PG layers. given the conversation they just had about his hands wandering and her mom walking in, the visual feels like a neon sign. femme lunges forward and shoves a pair of jeans over them. ❝ ignore that. now we are moving on. ❞

#lana.#spcrtscars #shes like first we are talking about fuqing and #now you're seeing my panties cjkndf #LMAO

the tension grows, for once she wasn't terrified to lose her virginity . . . how could she be terrified when he was the only person she ever dreamt of ? the person that lives in the back of her mind rent free as her finger drifts in between her legs late at night. hand tracing the lace of her bra draws her attention, before she knew it the set was ruined leaving her completely shirtless. for a split second, she doesn't meet his gaze -- too nervous about this, but his strength was such a turn on, the hunger for him grew within the second. perky nipples welcoming the sensations of his touch, making her extremely sensitive. one hand wraps around his neck to steady herself while the other moves towards his tighten pants, stroking him couldn't wait to see his full size. " mm, more, " was the only words she could get out as he pinches her breasts causing a yelp to escape, the dampness between legs growing by the second. " mhm. . . don't you want to ruin my innocence ? watch you dripping out of me when you're done ? how else would i know you really reached your climax if i don't feel it inside of me ? " body tingles, feeling his hand trail down -- gasp escaping when he slips his finger underneath the fabric of her thinly laced panties. mind instantly found a wave of pleasure from his light teasing, " gray, baby . . . " she moans softly, about to request for more -- but she didn't need to, a wave hits her core feeling the ease of his digits into the slicks of her warm folds -- eyes practically rolling to the back of her head, already imagining his tighter larger fit around her. . . how she's determine to take him inch by inch. the sensation was too much for her, but she was holding out -- wanting to savor her first time, this moment with him. " i've thought about it, about you being my first. matter in fact i dreamt of it, " and it was being a reality. eager to show just how badly she desires for his white substance to paint her insides, hips began to jerk against his digits in a much faster, needier motion. " i never wanted a cock more in my life, i'm untouched, ready for you to peal apart. baby, ruin everyone else for me . . . be my one and done. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhues lock onto femme with a dark glint that somehow softens around the edges just for her. because as turned on as he is, as much as he wants ruin every inch of her, that’s still his girl. digits grip onto her waist harder, assisting to guide hazel’s desperate movements. the heat around his digits driving him insane. every clench and gasp from her lips making it that much harder to keep himself at bay and the bulge in his jeans from throbbing painfully. the palming doesn't help ; now he has to try not to cum in his jeans. ❝ that’s it, baby. keep fucking my fingers like that. ❞ thumb presses harder against her clit as she works against his hand, taking them deeper. ❝ what, me being the first to stretch that tight little pussy ? don’t worry, baby, when i’m done you’ll feel me for weeks … — but first, i wanna see you come on my fingers. ❞ grayson’s mind is a storm of depraved thoughts, each worse with each descriptive response from her. picturing everything she’s saying in his mind. how sexy it’ll be to watch his cum spill out her makes his body tremble. he want’s that — fuck, he doesn’t want anyone else to have that. ❝ i’m gonna be your one and done, hazel. no one else is gonna touch you after me. understand ? ❞

#spcrtscars #grayson + hazel.#grayson.#i tried to shorten it for us lmao it was hard LMAO

shiver runs down her spine at the way his hues soaks her in, as if she was an angel planted on earth to temp him in every devilish way possible . . . like he was a starved man. she too was starved, deprived of callus digits against the smooth of her flesh -- desperate to feel what it's like to take him, each and every inch. within seconds he's toying at her top, distracting her from any coherent sentences. pulse throbbing against her veins as her huge brown eyes never falters from his features, studying him. head throws back at the warmth of his lips against her skin, butterflies erupting in her stomach, he was so gentle and sweet -- everything she could ever wish for and more. " any naughty secrets will be unleashed tonight -- mm' afraid you won't be able to move after i'm through with you, " big talk for a virgin, but hazel wants to be the only girl in his mind, the one he thinks about constantly and if she had to whore herself a bit to earn that attention, she would gladly do so just for him. easily allows him to shimmy her out of her pants, underneath lays a matching red lacy set, purposely put on for him -- although she never would've thought the moment would come. lips against her earns a needy moan, hand moving to toy with his pants -- giving his bulge a slight squeeze as her eyes flickers over towards him. " i want it so badly, baby. . . i want you to stuff me with your dick, make me so full of you. i want you so deep you can see your imprint, then when you can't take it anymore i want you to burst. . . all inside of me. paint my insides with your cum. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤgrayson’s breath hitches, fingers stuttering against the lace of her bra as her filthy, perfect words sear into his skull, making his cock jerk against the confines of his jeans. she’s too much. a groan oozes from his throat as homme finally, finally gives in to the urge to touch her the way he’s fantasized about since before her brother drew the boundaries. the lace of her bra is delicate beneath his fingertips, and he doesn’t just unhook it, he tears it away, allowing her tits spill free, full and heavy. mouth waters — can he just put his mouth all over her ?? ❝ fuck, ❞ he growls, voice so rough it’s nearly unrecognizable. his palms engulf her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples before he pinches. ❝ is that what you want me to do to that pretty little cunt of yours ? ❞ free hand slides down, tracing the waistband of her panties before dipping beneath. the second his fingers brush against her heat, he swallows a moan. ❝ jesus, hazel — ❞ his voice is a rasp, his fingers already slick with her arousal as he teases her entrance. ❝ is this all for me, baby ? or have you been thinking about this for a long time ? ❞ he doesn’t wait for an answer, two fingers slip inside her tight, untouched heat, and the way she clenches around him nearly makes him come in his pants like a fucking teenager. thumb finds her clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles as he curls his fingers inside her. ❝ wanna earn that cum ? get filled up. practice. ride my fingers, baby. show me how bad you want my cock. ❞

#spcrtscars #grayson + hazel.#grayson.#HAZEL THAT MOUTH VJKNFVFDBV #the way i get to set gray straight #bc he wants to just put his mouth all over her and im like #sir we have more pressing matters at hand ! but understandable.#LMAO

hand slips underneath his pants, coping a feel -- stroking nice and slowly before hand halts at the brushing of his digit against her warm inviting folds. " is that a real fucking surprise ? " there goes her smart mouth, she could get real feisty when she was needy, when it was obvious that he was teasing the fuck out of her during the limited time that they've already had with one another. grateful that within swiftness his pants came loose, but his fingers never stopping against her folds, making her mind go wild -- forehead press against his as moans escapes, hips bucks needly against him. " baby, if you don't shut up and just fucking shove your cock in me. . . i need it, now. " hand wraps around his harden member, teasingly brushing it against her wet folds --- yet not lining up to push him in just yet. " you act like we have all night. . . " with that she slowly lines herself up and sinks down, heavy breath instantly falling from contact.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤis torn between seeing how much he can tease her, and giving into the heat and desperation he knows they’re both feeling. the choice is made for him, as she guides the tip of his dick to her entrance, but he has no complaint. teeth sink into lower lip and azure eyes roll back into his head as she sinks onto him. fingers dig in hard enough to bruise, by some miracle not tearing the fabric of her dress. a low groan rumbling in his chest as he feels her warmth enveloping him, inch by inch. she's so warm and tight, squeezing him like a vice as she takes him all the way. ❝ fuck. ❞ he hisses through gritted teeth. ❝ you feel incredible, baby. like you were made for my cock. ❞ he starts to move, thrusting up into her with sharp, powerful snaps of his hips. The door rattles in its frame with each impact, a steady rhythm punctuated by their labored breaths. fervent mouth catches hers in a harsh kiss as he pounds into her relentlessly. his tongue sweeps inside, tangling with hers.

#spcrtscars #harlan.#harlan + destiny.#JAIL.

everything about it was wrong, forbidden -- he was her boss and married for crying out loud, yet she still finds herself tangling herself up behind every close door in the most inappropriate places. thighs easily parts at his digits, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down her spine, breath hitching ever so slightly as digits met her panties, immediately could feel herself grow damp from heated sensation course through her core as he strokes, teases the hell out of her. " please, baby. " voice fills with desperation as hips bucks in a needy manner against him. " fuck me right here right now, against the door. . . i need you, " to prove her point even more, her hand trails down to the growing bulge, giving him a light squeeze.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤher desperate plea and words are looping in his mind, setting fire to any shred of restraint he had left. the way her hips grind against him, the light squeeze of her hand on his aching bulge — it’s all pushing him past the point of no return. a guttural groan escapes his throat as he feels her heat through the flimsy fabric, before roughly pushing her panties aside and allowing fingertips to gliding through the slick warmth that’s already waiting for him. ❝ damn, you’re so fuckin’ ready for me, ❞ he growls, his voice a harsh rasp against the shell of her ear. the sound of his belt unbuckling cuts through the charged air, metal clinking as he yanks it free with an impatient tug, his other hand still teasing her, circling that sweet spot just to hear her gasp. he shoves his pants down just enough, ❝ you’re gonna feel every inch of me — take it out for me, baby. ❞

#spcrtscars #harlan + destiny.#harlan.#all this at a work function ??? NASTIES.

" don't think you deserve the nude one, maybe just the lingerie one to give you something to think about when you're alone . " lips against her skin fuels a heat that was unstoppable, head tilting to the side allowing him better access to her neck . that sweet groan went straight to her core, craving for something to sooth her throbs. " being my first doesn't turn you off ? " she mumbles almost innocently, ironic considering her mind was anything from innocent in that moment; already picturing him lodge deep inside her. hazel wants to experience it all with him, the one person who was willing to help her come out of her shell; be the influence that she needed. " don't want you to stop until you about to burst . . . if you're lucky i might just let you do it inside of me, " eyes twinkles in delight, watching as his large hand works at taking off his shirt. god, he made her breathless just from bareness of his chest in full display. unsure what ignites her to tug upon his belt buckle, pulling him closer – working to get his pants off, before slowly easing back upon the bed, never losing eye contact. index finger motions for him to come closer towards her, " unwrap me like a present, baby. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤform falls to hover over femme, pulse hammering hard in veins as gray takes in every damn inch of her beneath him — his best friend's little sister — looking so pure yet so fucking tempting. his mind’s a mess, torn between the promise he made to keep his hands off her and the primal urge that’s clawing at him to burrow his cock as deep as it will go inside of her. how tight she would wrap around him .. — breath comes a little ragged as he grips the edge of her top and begins to pull it up, exposing the soft, smooth curve of her stomach bit by torturous bit. ❝ oh, I’m gonna savor every second of unwrapping this gift, ❞ something of a smile crawling into place. lips find the warm skin of her shoulder, dragging his tongue over it and tasting her sweetness as he go. as the fabric goes higher, fingers brush against the delicate bra he’s surprised by. sexier than he imagined she’d be wearing right now. ❝ let’s see what kind of naughty little secret you’ve got on for me — damn, you’re gonna be the end of me,❞ he muses as he relieves her bra, discarding her shirt on the floor beside the bed. wants to marvel over her longer, but can’t help himself from beginning to undo pants, fingers hooking into the waistband and tugging them down down down, exposing more of her skin as lips trail a scorching path down her stomach, craving every inch uncovered ❝ tell me how fuckin’ bad you want this, baby, ❞

#grayson + hazel.#grayson.#SHE IS BOTH SO NAUGHTY AND INNOCENT AND #MIGHT BE THE DEATH OF HIM JDFVNDFV #he's like okay but how can i be expected not to f*ck her #like cmon ???? lmao

an internal battle she has, trying to resist her heart from beating at his words; the desperation in his tone. . . it was difficult, neither of them expected it. from the short amount of time they've known each other, it was as if they instantly clicked the moment he picks her up. the moment they spent shared in a hotel room, the last night in the cabin. . . " what do you mean that you're not ready ? you're the one in the relationship, callan. " a deep sigh escapes, his scent instantly fills her nostrils at his stroll over; how he towers over her, making it impossible to move an inch. eyes flickers over his features, brow furrowing. . . yet she was weak, she wants him more than ever. " one more night, " voice barely above a whisper, beating herself up for even allowing herself to fall for it again. . . but she needs him like oxygen, misses the way his hands felt against him. " but i'm serious, this is the last time. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ it will be enough .. ❞ has to be. they need to stop this, feeding into this thing that’s destined to leave them broken — but can feel the lie in each word as they leave his tongue. something deep inside knows that it won’t be enough. maybe nothing would ever be enough. his eyes don’t leave hers as he finally bridges the remainder of the gap, the guilt of it all beginning to fade to background static with each second. the betrayal tastes like copper in the back of his throat, but it’s overwhelmed by the sweet taste of her mouth as he crashes their lips together. hands find the narrow curve of her waist, letting them ghost downward in a slow, agonizing slide over the fabric at her sides, memorizing the dip of her hips. ❝ last time, ❞ he pulls back enough to breath against swollen lips.

#spcrtscars #callan + francesca.#callan.#who do they think they're fooling lmao

would it be viewed as weird to an outsider that he was allowing his babysitter to wear his clothing ? surely, he didn't think so -- especially after willing to stay due to the request of his daughter. she was an absolute saint for practically doing overtime and he wants nothing more than for her to feel comfortable in his household at all times. " if i minded i wouldn't of offered, besides i don't think it's all too comfortable sleeping in a skirt. " as he plates the sizzling hot pizza rolls, hues flickers over towards the petite blonde, chuckles escaping while saluting her. " you got it, captain. you're as greedy as emily is when it comes to pizza rolls, " he calls watching her figure watch away. plopping one in his mouth, he relaxes upon the couch -- pouring the two glasses full as he awaits for the presences of the female that his daughter grew to love.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsauntering back into the room clad in an oversized faded brown shirt that hits an inch above her skirt, she finds him in the living room with the food and drinks. however immature it may sound, the pizza rolls smelled so good, she had to hold back an audible groan. ❝ your daughter has immaculate taste. ❞ or juliet had the taste buds of a child ! unclasping the skirt she had forgotten to discard, she drops it around her feet and step out, thankful she always had gym shorts under her skirts when she wore them to work. it was only then that she realized how that might have looked, and the fact that now she almost looked at if she didn’t have shorts on at all, covered by the shirt. ❝ oh gosh, i’m sorry ! ❞ she blushes. ❝ do you want me to put that back on ? i don’t want you to feel uncomfortable in your own home. ❞

#juliet.#juliet + hunter.#spcrtscars #he is honestly too cute pls vfvdfvmdksj

brow scrunches, she too thought those smiles were particularly for ramona; that somehow her words about her friend stuck and he wanted to give it a shot. " but -- i . . . " pausing her words once again when realization hits that he was smiley, talkative around her ; that all of the playful banter or starter conversations were directed towards her. . . how could she possibly misread all of it ? too wrapped up in shoving down her own growing feelings by focusing her attention on getting them together. " with you never stopping me, i just assumed that you were interested, playing hard to get and waiting for her to actually bite the bullet and ask you out first. honestly, i don't think she'll get the hint unless you flat out tell her you don't think of her in that manner -- wait, are you suggesting we hook jon and ramona up so she'd leave you alone ? " laughter escaping at the thought. " you're telling me that you already don't stay up all night thinking about me ? are you sure you're really crushing on me ? " humor lies behind her tone as big brown hues lights up, clear that she was teasing him about this new found news. " cute . . . hot . . . attractive, " the lists goes on. " but you don't date coworkers, " she reminds him.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ you think so ? it’s not exactly my strong point. i’m more of the avoidant type. ❞ a flaw in a low of situation, but it hadn’t caused much of a problem so far. if he wasn’t interested in a girl, he usually threw a friend at her. and, well, that had worked until now ! ❝ i wasn’t gonna force them on each other, i just figured if she spent enough time together she would realize he was a catch and change her focus up a little. ❞ shrugs in response. ❝ oh no, no. you don’t get to avoid my question by trying to get me to admit something more embarrassing. ❞ except he had thought about her at least a handful of times. when they surfaced at night, walker had a tendency to push them down, not willing to get his head and heart too involved when he knew that wasn’t a line that would ever be crossed. ❝ you know … ❞ words hesitant and out of his control. maybe it was the admission that she found him attractive too that pushed the words out. ❝ friends can go out to dinner or hang out after work — co workers too. that’s not dating. ❞

#spcrtscars #walker.#walker + iris.#i feel like this reply is trash but im a bit scattered brained #rn lmao so love me kvjdfnb

" i'm the one being ridiculous ? you're the one dropping me like i mean nothing! like all the support and friendship over the years gone down the drain. " couldn't he understand the pain and hurt that he cause ? worst of all, why couldn't she just shut up and be happy and supportive for him. she done it before when he introduced her to his girlfriend. maybe words were thrown his direction in the heat of the moment, but she couldn't control it. the tears stream down her sorrow hues, quickly wiping it away as she glances in every direction, but his. . . because she didn't want to remember this as their last memory. " good luck finding the validation you seek so badly. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe entire point of this had been to come from a caring and logical point, to close this chapter in a way to which he could hopefully look back with fondness one day. not this, eyes beginning to burn from a concoction of anger and hurt. there was no way she meant it, in the same way that he didn’t, but there was still the chance she did. and worse, some of it she wasn’t entirely wrong. ❝ well maybe you do mean nothing. ❞ he lashes out, driven by the tightness in his chest. ❝ whatever, luna — at least i’ll be off somewhere enjoying my new life instead of here barely making it. ❞

#spcrtscars #holland.#holland + luna.#HI I WOULD LIKE TO RETURN THIS THNX x

hand simultaneously runs through her dark locks as hues locks with hers. raw authentic moments were often shared with her; he found it difficult to do before. . . but with her it was easy. easy to forget that there were people who want them dead; but none of that really matters when he has her in his arms. brow rises before chuckling, " oh, you'll only win because i let you; can't really resist if you're pinning me down, " getting distracted by her was definitely his weakness. leaning down ever so slightly, nose bumps into her. " well, why don't we get ready and start heading out ? i can even push you on the swings , make that four things. that's if you beat those littles kids to it. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe walk is immaculate, arm laces through his as they walk through the park, pulling him to a stop only to feed the ducks circling the lake. pocket filled with food for them. offering him some to toss at them too. the air crisp enough to leave femme tugging her sweater closer as they wind through the parts that cover them with trees. doe eyes flicker up at him, wondering how she could have questioned him earlier when there was no this warmth spreading through her chest was one sided.

#spcrtscars #fauna + asher.#fauna.#i decided to do a snippet of the walk #we can explore the walk or you can finish it or we can time jump #to something else :]#just kind left it open ended !#she's so smitten here lmao

laughter erupts watching the petite blonde walk towards the bedroom, something about it felt natural -- it was odd. . . chalking the idea to him being grateful that someone else was in his life helping him assist with his beautiful little girl. as she disappears, he decides to change into something much more comfortable -- a t-shirt and sweatpants, setting out glasses on the table along with the wine ensuring to pop in some pizza rolls as well. just as he was tugging out blankets, her presence greets him once more. smile etches across his lips, " all that playing must of tired her out. she probably would've never fallen asleep with me, thanks for staying, " he mentions again. " did you want to change into something more comfortable ? i'm sure i have a few old t-shirts in the back of my closet. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤnotes quickly that he’s changes, but it flicks out her mind as she looks down at her black skirt and long sleeve maroon shirt. perhaps not the most ideal outfit to stay in. there’s hesitation when she opens her mouth, the idea of being in his shirt seeming to cross a line, but … it is just a piece of fabric. and if he didn’t mind, why not be comfortable. ❝ as long as you don’t mind … ❞ she’d mumbles, taking steps toward his room. she had been in there enough times, pulling his daughter out of draws she had gotten into a number of times to know exactly which shirts he was talking about. ❝ give me a second. and don’t — don’t you dare eat all those pizza rolls before me. ❞ a threatening finger is jabbed his way — she hadn’t eaten much during her shift ! they were in fact fighting words.

#spcrtscars #juliet.#juliet + hunter.#they're so cute okay juliet time to be step mommy hehehe #and get nastyyy <3

" i've always done what you wanted, i always follow your lead.. maybe it's time that i follow my own heart. " eyes flickers over towards her, brow furrowing even more as a slight chuckle escapes from his lips; head shaking ever so slightly. " what's wrong with the idea of dating, mani ? so, what if people ask what we are you're just gonna be like he's a dude i sleep with ? wouldn't it be simpler to call me your boyfriend ? " tongue darts out to dampen his lips, " i want a relationship... and it sounds like you do too; i'm unsure who made you feel this way towards relationships, but i promise you that i'm not out to hurt you. i want this between us to work. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤstands silent, arms crossed in protection over her chest, lower lip dragged in between teeth. everything he said made sense ( though she wouldn’t admit how irrational she had been the entire time ), but it almost seemed too good to be true. ❝ and what, you’re not gonna end this the second you realize it’s not everything you thought it would be ? ❞ that she wasn’t everything he imagined. wouldn’t bother to address his other point, because last time she talked about them being able to see others, he got offended, even when she assumed it was what every man would want to hear. ❝ when i’m late from work or cancel a date because i need to study ? two dates ? because you’re going to realize this isn’t the same when we make it an all the time thing. when we … see each other. ❞

#amani.#amani + ace.#spcrtscars

" says that there's a lot of unspoken words between us . . . " treading lightly, of course he was happy with what he got -- being just her friend, working his way to earn that trust that he never meant to shred apart. he for one couldn't delegate his feelings, wasn't one to articulate them at all. an invite to her parents place, that was a good sign -- unable to resist the light smile that etches at the corner of his lips. " that sounds amazing, i'd love to come.. i have missed having conversations with her, she always been so charming. " perhaps, that was his in, getting close to her mother again. make her realize that he made a mistake and was in need of her assistances of getting back with her. " that's if only you think i'm not invading. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤat times it was almost frustrating how much her mother liked harrison ; could have sworn she liked him more than her own daughter at times ! but for however annoying it could be, it equally warmed her heart. somehow, he had managed to be the only boyfriend they took to — which only made it that much harder whenever everything came crashing down. ❝ just don’t let her get in your head — i’ll make sure she understand that we’re going as friends. ❞ before she starts giving happy tears and bringing up trying him down with marriage or a baby. as if she would ! ❝ it’s crazy how much they love you. did you like [ … ] cast a magic spell on them or something ? ❞ the tease evoked a diminutive laugh and the hint of a smile she hadn’t had for most this conversation. a smile seemed like lowering a wall for him, something she didn’t want to do. at least not instantly.

#spcrtscars #alethea.#alethea + harrison.#not her mom ready to push them down the isle at the #idea of them back together #like marriage ... babies .. yes yes LMAOOO

handsome guy like him must of gotten around pretty often, yet she was jumping at the opportunity -- young, wild, and free. . . even if it wasn't going to go anywhere. hand inching up her legs only excites her furthermore, focusing her attention upon him -- not on where they were headed at all. " so i'm the first girl to be coming home with you ? i'm honored, " cranking her neck to the side as her own hand inches upwards giving him thigh a squeeze.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwants to laugh at the idea of going home with himself being any kind of honor, especially when she looked like a first place prize, but he just smiles and mumbles, ❝ i think i should be the honored one, ❞ scooting close to her til their sides are pressed together. hues have grown heavy with lust, ignoring the way her hand gets his insides winding up. his own hands sliding up til his fingers play with the band of her panties. ❝ god, you’re so fucking hot. i just wanna take you in the back of this car — ❞ he wouldn’t do that to her, given the driver up front, but god does he want to.

#spcrtscars #tommen.#tommen + priya.#oh man is SUFFERING lmaoooo #hahaha i can't wait for the equal panic !!

❝ maybe. but your eyes tell me that’s not really what you want. i think you want me right here. ❞ all he can see in those beautiful brown eyes is the same hunger he has for her. they can try to stay away from each other, do the right thing, but this is exactly where they want to be. ❝ shame. good girls never have any fun. ❞ lips ghost over her ear, taking a step forward and pinning her body against the counter. ❝ bad girls get eaten out on the kitchen counter. so which one do you want to be, tala ? ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤeyes close, unable to hold back the words : ❝ i want to be whatever girl has your mouth all over her. ❞ before they flutter back open to meet his gaze with equal ferocity. it’s what every cell in her body vibrated for ; his words leaving a zing between her legs that even squeezing her thighs together couldn’t quell. ❝ could you do that, knowing how close he is ? ❞ a whisper, as mouth comes to ghost against his.

#fckesmiles #tala.#tala + callum.#WHORES #hehehe we love it <3

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