#advxrsus

[hudsoniisms]

txt - "i've been fucking arrested." - tyler

[ text: asshole ]: This shouldn’t surprise me. Pick another bar fight?[ text: asshole ]: Break another window?[ text: asshole ]: You’re just lucky I’m rich and attractive enough to get you bailed out.[ text: asshole ]: You owe me big time.

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txt - "i'm in the fucking hospital." - addison

[ text: sugar baby ]: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me![ text: sugar baby]: Can you go one day without landing into trouble, sweetheart?[ text: sugar baby]: I’m on my way, what hospital are you in? [ text: sugar baby]: Answer me! I’m fucking worried about you.

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☢ - alexandra

send ☢ for a fucking drunken text[ text: mchottie ]: did yousw know th at we have no alcohol in the hou se?!?[ text: mchottie ]: like none. i’m v offended!!!![ text: mchottie ]: bringsj me scoctch pwelase!!!!

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✕ - addison

send ✕ for of course fucking not text[ text: sugar baby ]: you had better not being going to that party tonight[ text: sugar baby ]: I don’t trust the other people going.

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deny me - tyler

Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’

Alerion has been on edge for what feels like an eternity, her jaw clenched in annoyance as she sits beside Tyler while her knuckles are white around the scotch glass she is holding. There’s a soft, constant thrumming between her thighs that only intensifies whenever she shifts in her seat or moves to cross one leg over the other. It had been all Tyler’s idea, considering she’d lost a bet to him the week before. With a bruised ego, Alerion submitted herself towards defeat, defiantly pulling the vibrating underwear on under her dress as she moved to leave the house while hanging off Tyler’s arm. It’s absolute torture she decides, already planning how to pay him back tenfold for his actions and her lips curve up into a devilish smile at the idea. A squeak falls from her lips as the vibrations suddenly intensify, managing to muffle it behind her scotch glass. A side glance in Tyler’s direction only confirms her assumptions that he knew exactly where her train of thought was heading. At an hour into the meeting Alerion swears she’s going to lose her mind, her movements more shaky than usual. Her panties are completely soaked through by this point, struggling to stifle little gasps and moans and Tyler ups the intensity with the little remote in his suit pants pocket. It suddenly stops. It stops and Alerion has a right mind to scream at him from stopping it just as she’s about to cum. She scowls at him, cheeks flushing at the cheeky grin and boyish shrug he sends in her direction. Slowly she rises from the couch, an excuse to not only get herself another drink, but to also regain her composure. She brushes by him, lips hovering inches from his ear. “You’re fucking dead when we get home.” she growls.

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[ text: sophia babe❤️ ] My bitch eats ass better than you 😜

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[ text: babe❤️ ] Like idk I really wanna do something special for you but I feel like a total idiot when it comes to this relationship stuff and I just wanna do something more than we normally. I mean I totally love just cuddling at home but like?? you deserve a wonderful night out and I’m just not sure how to give that to you 😞

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[ text: babe❤️ ] You better drag Luca through the fucking dirt[ text: babe❤️ ] You’re mine. Not his.[ text: babe❤️ ] And I want him to know he doesn’t have a chance