“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?” // “You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.” // “Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.” // “Please don’t take it out on my boobs.” // “I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.” // “What is that!?” // [text] Please. I need this so badly. // [text] Fuck off. // [text] …did you just send me a nude?
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
“However many times I get a dick pic.” Rory replied as she clicked through her phone messages. “It’s so gross! Who would ever think that this would be a good way to actually get a girl?” Rory leaned back against her girlfriend’s chest. She still wanted to know how all these people got her number in the first place. She wondered if someone had put it on a website or something. Someone who was pissed at her obviously. Or trying to make Indie dump her. Which might be more likely considering how Indie’s family had reacted lately. It wouldn’t be that easy though. “Besides, we’re making money off of it, so does it matter?” She turned to look up at her, pressing a soft kiss to her jaw. “I’m going to take this money, and take you out to a nice restaurant, and then order us lots of wine. The pink stuff of course.” She told her, putting down her phone after finally sending off the last picture. Rory twisted her body, straddling the other girl’s hips. “And get some steaks or something. It’ll be delicious.” Rory wrapped her arms around Indie’s neck. “Or I could just order a bunch of pizzas, buy the wine, and we could lounge around in our underwear all day.” She offered, grinning at her.
“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”
“I do not!” Ava said, shaking her head with a little laugh as Lucas danced her around the room. “I have a soft spot for adorable little two year olds, but that’s pretty much it.” She admitted. Ava had a gentle smile on her face, while she looked at him, a smile specifically reserved for him. Ava didn’t smile much, never had a reason to, but Lucas always managed to get one out of her. Taking now for instance. She hated when she had to put up with things like this. Dances and balls had never been her thing. Not to mention the last one that she had been at she ended up getting pregnant. So, she had pretty much avoided them since then. This time though, with Lucas at her side as her official date, she was finding she was having a rather good time. On the other hand though, she couldn’t help but be worried about their little girl. This was the first time they had both been without her, and her few nerves were showing. “I’m having a great time, I’m sorry for being such a downer. It’s just our first night without her, you know? I can’t help it.” Ava admitted.
“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”
Grant had never seen Skye like this before, and he had to admit, it was the funniest thing he had seen in a long time. Earlier, he was worried, terrified even. When she had jumped in front of that bullet for him, he had felt like his heart was being ripped out of his chest. He hadn’t known how serious it was. Even though Skye kept reassuring him she was fine, he was still concerned. Grant knew how Skye had a tendency to downplay her injuries. He had spent the last few hours refusing to leave her side. Now, after many reassurances from both Skye and Simmons, his heart rate had calmed. That meant he could enjoy the fact that Simmons had given Skye quite a bit of morphine. She was now under the impression that she had rabies, and had given it to Ward. “Oh? I don’t know Skye, I don’t think rabies is a STD. I think we’re good, and I bet FitzSimmons will find a way to get that rabies out of your system ASAP.” He grinned and kissed her hand for a brief moment. “Just no more chasing after random dogs on the street, okay? Or jumping in front of bullets.” Grant added.
“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”
“I - uh- what?” Xavier startled. He had just finished helping her into her bed and tucking her in. As usual, she had asked him to stay until she fell asleep. The first few times, it had been weird, but now, he didn’t mind. He even sort of liked how she curled into his arms while he laid next to her on the bed. Of course they never did anything. No, Xavier would never let that happen. He would never take advantage of her like that. All they did was just lay in each other’s arms, and that would always be enough for him. He could spend hours like that, and sometimes he did depending on when she fell asleep. Some nights, she had no trouble. The alcohol would help with that, but other times, like tonight, she was wide awake and giggly. Apparently she was feeling flirtatious as well. “Calla, I’m not - I’m not taking anything out on your um …” It felt uncomfortable for him to say the word boobs. It felt super inappropriate. “On your chest. I’m not even touching them, I -” It was at that moment that he realized she was messing with him. If the expression on her face hadn’t given it away, her laughter sure would have. Xavier was embarrassed at how worked up he had gotten, but he couldn’t help but join her. Her laughter always had been contagious.
“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”
“You know this means you can’t shut me out anymore Mae.” Maddie reminded her. It hadn’t taken her long to realize the main reason for their breakup. It had been going so well at the time it wasn’t as if there were a lot of things that it could be. It hadn’t taken long for her to arrive at the conclusion that Maeana had gotten scared. Maddie understood that. She knew the girl hadn’t been in a lot of serious relationships before. Neither of them had. The feelings that they shared for each other though were intense. It even scared Maddie. She hadn’t broken up with her though. “I can remind you because I’m still so in love with you. I don’t want you to run away again though. Can you promise me that you won’t?” Maddison wanted to give her a second chance. She wanted to be with her again so badly she couldn’t stand it. At the same time though, Maddie didn’t know if she could bare to have her heart broken again. It had been hard enough the first time, and if Mae broke her trust again … Maddie didn’t know how she was going to be able to move on. “Just promise me you won’t break my heart again. Promise me that, and we’ll go back to the way we were.” Maddie reassured her, biting her lip under the intense gaze of the other girl that always made her feel weak.
“Nothing!” Audrey screeched as she tried to shove her outfit into the secret compartment of the closet. She hadn’t been expecting Ronan to be home from hours after she had told her the night before she would be late. Now here she was, hours before she normally got home, and Audrey was in a panic. She had just gotten back from a mission herself, and was still dressed in her getup. In this case, a short denim mini skirt, flannel crop top and cowboy hat, complete with cowboy boots. It wasn’t her normal look by a long shot. She knew that Ronan would pick up on that immediately. Audrey didn’t think she had ever stripped so fast in her life. She was able to get out of the mini skirt and flannel before she heard footsteps. When she heard her speak, it was only then she realized she forgot to shed the boots. “Oh … you mean these. Well, um, I didn’t tell you because I thought you’d make fun of me but …” There was a reason that Audrey was a good spy. She was good at lying. Even to the girl that she loved. “My boss was having a hoedown kind of thing. I didn’t want to turn him down because I was afraid he’d be pissed, and you know I need this job.” Audrey said, sticking her leg out and showing off the boots. “I don’t know though. I think they’re kind of sexy, right?” She asked.
[text] Please. I need this so badly.
[text] Micah for the last time.
[text] You do not need hair dye.
[text] There was no gray hair in the sink. I just wanted to mess with you.
[text] Babe, you’re just as sexy as the first day I saw you, I promise.
[text] … You know, in the books I’ve read, that seems like a very offensive term.
[text] I don’t appreciate you using it with me.
[text] So I hope it was just a mistake and not you acting like a pirate.
[text] …did you just send me a nude?
[text] I was trying to be sexy!
[text] But I feel like it just turned out super awkward?
[text] Like what pose am I even making? I have no idea.