continued from ayla's open starter (@beldamindie)
Ayla leaned back, unable to mask the scandalized expression spread across her face. "You’ve been faking for two years?" She asked, incredulous but clearly amused. "That’s... dedication, but also, what are you doing? Life’s too short for bad sex and boring men." She swirled the drink in her glass, taking a slow sip before leaning forward, her voice dropping. "Listen, if you’ve got to rely on toys after the fact, he’s not the king of the sheets—he’s the court jester," Ayla said, her tone unapologetically blunt but tinged with humor. "You deserve someone who worships you, not someone you’ve gotta make excuses for."
















