Six Sentence Sunday - Ride It
“He’s laughing at my pain and misery,” She half shouted over her shoulder, only prompting some high pitched giggling and snorting. “Ignore him please.”
“And miss a chance to laugh at you? Never! Yo, what are we laughing about?” Catra pushed her way past Glimmer to flop on the recliner, manspreading as if she owned it.
Bow managed to get a few gulps of air in, only to fumble, “D-dicking down!”
Catra blinked at him, head tilting before turning her gaze onto Glimmer with a shit eating grin. “Wow, someone’s pent up.”
“I can kick you out.” Glimmer grumbled.
“And miss getting dicked down? I think not.”














