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rumi's star zipper pull // jinu's star earring

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based on this nsfw gif

open to: m/f/nb (21+)

pick your muse: maxine. 40s.

connection: her roommate, boyfriend/girlfriend, ex boyfriend/girlfriend, one night stand, etc.

Olivia nestled herself in between his legs against his body, her back pressing against his chest as her round belly, eight months pregnant, protruded in front of her. She was completely naked. It didn't take long before she felt his hand cup a heavy breast, his hand palming the heavy, milk filled breast, fingers tracing slow circles across her sensitive areola. She let out a soft moan as she felt her inner thighs become wet.

#indie smut rp #smut indie rp #indie kink rp #indie smut roleplay #indie smut 1x1 #smut roleplay #smut rp #open smut rp #.olivia #closed.

"wait, i'm not..." asami tries to defend herself, her voice wavering slightly, though she's not being the most convincing actress right now. her eyes dart away. a flush creeps up her neck, betraying her attempt at nonchalance. jealousy clings to her like damp, heavy heat. "nothing's wrong." / @inkshadow

#( sorry abt the spam but i missed these clowns ... this could be abt anything rly )#asami — starters.#inkshadow #closed.

[ CAPPED ]

In the heir’s previously lived visitations, the gardens leave their methodical bearings at this hour of dusk.

The soil is serene and vast as he sits on a stone bench, taking in the scent of a rosebush gardenia, the perfume heavy with lush sweetness. No soul expects him to be here; where the footsteps echo too loud to belong to anyone else. Vaelor had thought to clear his mind, the ache in his head after countless meetings was now thrumming a dull pulse. He breaks an oncoming shudder as the hush of the air imprints a cooling effect on his nape, making the tip of his ears turn slightly pink with the bite.

A groan is suppressed when he hears the careful steps in the distance. His lungs expanding with a deep breath he rubs his temples. But he feels the presence of the other shifting closer, and yet, Vaelor still does not turn. For a few seconds, he lets the silence stretch. The air tightens, the density of it in the likes of a subtle and subdued breath. Slowly, he closes his fist, the edge of the square ring biting into his skin; the pressure a grounding force. Steel answers steel.

“ Your hovering is being misjudged. ” Vaelor’s voice whips in the garden. The hue of it deep and unhurried, edged with the day’s fatigue. “ You may as well speak, ” he continues further, still measured, still ever so polite as a member of the council, but it has a bite of sharpness as his patience thins. “ silence suggests either guilt or poor manners. I have little patience for either. ”