#ch:tempest

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@thechiyonosakenyc

For the better part of the night she had watched some reformed Ivy League playboy get shit face drunk on what's was supposed to be the best day of her life. Tempest had been forced to break off her most recent situationship without much notice in order to marry the fool. All for the sake of the family business that was being snatched out from underneath them.

As soon as it was socially acceptable she retired to her hotel room. Taking the time to prepare herself before what was to come next. She can only hope that it would be painfully quick or that he'd be too drunk to rise to the occasion. Tempest was just putting on her road to cover her bridal lingerie when she heard noise at the door. Assuming that he had lost its key she went to let him in.

"W-what are you doing here?" The normally brash woman said a hint of surprise in her voice as she opened the door to see an all too familiar face.

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@foolishonewriting

Plot Inspo

Tempest was pretty sure when her mom died that she took part of her dad's brain with her. It was the only way to explain the long list of stellar idiotic behavior that you had exhibited since that date. She had chalked up his playboy behavior to loneliness and the fact that his one true love died. Being comforted by the fact that none of these partners who walked in and out of the door would be here on a permanent basis. They were just warm bodies and were in desperate need for someone to pay for their lifestyles that they could not afford themselves. Or at least that's what she thought until Dante LaRoqur brought home his new wife Aurora.

There was an instant skism created in the house. There was Tempest who bullied Aurora every chance she got, Dante who was showing his best absentee husband traits, and Aurora who seemed to actually be very kind stuck between the two of them.

"I'm pretty sure I told you not to cook for me," Tempest said, looking at the entirely made dining room table as she walked past Aurora and her father into the kitchen. She was wrapped lazily in a pool towel after her morning swim wearing that almost permanent bored look she'd had since meeting the other woman. To Tempest, the only good thing about her was that she was pretty. Other than that she was an annoyance she couldn't get away from. "Just because you managed to marry rich doesn't mean you should be wasteful. And try not to let this event get too out of hand this time Dad. I don't want to scrap your business partners off beach chairs in the morning. And don't embarrass us Aurora. I know you don't have any experience with these things and I'd hate for you to end up being the topic of choice at the club's Sunday brunch. That would truly be more embarrassing than my dad marrying a child."

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[Text: Flower Fleshlight] Mmm, I wondered how long it would be before I heard from you.

[Text: Flower Fleshlight] That girlfriend must be slacking if you're sending pics like this to me.

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[Text: Flower Fleshlight] There...another peak at my cock was what you really wanted, right?

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Reverse Starter Call

@crybabytecrs

"It's a mask...a version of myself I use and put away when I don't need it." Tempest explained as she put a chip in her mouth. The Heiress considered Emory to be one of her only real friends because of their honesty. The fact she had no real ambitions or wanted for much except to better herself. So she figured as friends she would go ahead and give her some advice. Maybe this would help the other girl to develop herself in the long run.

"I've been using these masks since my mom died when I was a kid. Being everything all the time is too tiring so I'm just one thing. Default is normally an overconfident bad bitch. The type of people that version of me attracts are the ones you see me making out with me at a party. So get your confidence together and build up the version of yourself you want people to see. Take a minute to think about it and try with me."

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@gcddamnvampire

Like For A Starter

"You're being rather greedy again. Is it because you know you're my favorite?" Tempest asked as she thrust her hips lazily into the other. Monogamy had never been something the woman enjoyed. Too many fish in the sea to settle in just one. But she did have favorites and they were one of them. And they didn't hesitate to use that to their advantage. Like turning a study session into something spicier, monopolizing her during vacation or showing up to her house uninvited. All three instances that ended with Tempest draining her aching balls deep inside them. To far gone to be angry.

"If you beg me well enough maybe I won't punish you for it. Maybe I won't finish on your back instead of inside you. "