“ you were supposed to be a one night thing . ”
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“ you were supposed to be a one night thing . ”
hey, blair, come through, andy and i have a special parting gift for you.🤭
( @the-winner-of-the-purging-trials & @the-enforcers-cousin )
open to: all
context: your muse is especially horny and needs to fuck someone. blair is the object of their desires, and your muse decides to use her, even though she’s supposed to be asleep.
connections: relative, relative’s partner, friend, friend’s partner, teacher, kidnapper/stalker, master/slave, etc
kinks: taboo, dub-con, cnc, somnophilia, monster/human, free use, breeding, a/b/o, drugged, etc
she’s not sure what woke her up. blair’s never been a particularly heavy sleeper, but she wasn’t usually so easy to rouse either. was it the way the bed dipped behind her, or the way her leg was lifted up in to the crook of a forearm. maybe it was the breathing at her neck, or the teasing of a finger at her lower belly, exposed to the air with her blanket shoved aside. she blinked her eyes open right as an arm wound under her ribs, holding her in place, pulling her back against a chest as the hand of the other found her cunt, fingers pulling her underwear aside. constantly aroused, their fingers slipped through her pussy lips with embarrassing ease. blair, to stifle her moans as she lingered on the edge of waking properly, turned her face in to the pillow, biting in to it to keep quiet.
location : blair’s place availability : closed for @shapiros
for a while, josie paced back and forth outside of blair’s place. she wasn’t sure what she was going to say when blair opened the door, if blair opened the door. she wasn’t really sure what she was doing, she just knew that she needed someone to talk to. and none of her friends got it. not really. they felt bad about the jerry stuff but she knew she could only talk to someone about it who knew what everyone at high volume went through. and for some reason, blair was the first person she thought to talk to. maybe it was because she had always looked up to her or maybe it was because of the thing blair said about her wearing a mask. she finally knocked on the door and when blair opened it she said, “sorry for coming over unannounced, i just...i really need someone...to talk to.”
TEXTS || BLAIR + CECILIA
BLAIR: Adagio for Strings session soon?
BLAIR: I weirdly need a good cry.
closed for @sinfxl location: navy pier
jesse pulled into a parking spot and looked over at the girl in the passenger’s seat, offerin the girl a smile before shifting the car into park. “honestly, i don’t remember the last time i spent the day over here but now that we’re here i can’t shake the feeling of wanting a candy apple.” he laughed a little, unbuckling his seat belt as he spoke before looking back at blair. “are you hungry or did you want to ride the ferris wheel first or something?”