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❝ i’m not in the mood for a lecture. ❞ @bllakcat
❛❛ nobody ever is, kitty. ❜❜ gwen playing cool, detached. the heat of her disapproval, however, flames up in the highs of her full cheeks. whatever felicia had gotten herself tangled up in was beyond gwendolyne - more than exhausting to imagine and less than enjoyable to think about. but the tepid distaste resting at the tip of her tongue is allowed to simmer instead of spew. ❛❛ good friends should be completely honest — don’t you need a little reality check in sometimes ? ❜❜ still, the bend toward kindness. young woman sweeps to the side to widen gilded door for her guest to enter. the stacy homestead held the cozy tenderness of a lit fireplace in january. festivities finally dwindling to a pleasant, comfortable constant, soft crackling filling the low silence and warming cheeks and fingertips. gwen glides away, her voice floating up toward the high, oak ceiling. ❛❛ make yourself at home. are you a moscato or merlot kind of girl ? ❜❜
I love Mimi and April so much fshklkgsjfl
Jenzah has fantastic taste in mo+vies.
🍃 - Have my muse pose tastefully for your muse’s art project
@filthycndfine
“C’mon Ruby,” Kelly whined, “You promised!”
Ruby was dressed in only a satin black robe. She pulled it tighter around her form, unable to meet Kelly’s gaze. Kelly was so young…she didn’t understand…
“I know I did,” she said softly, “But I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to Kelly. I’m sorry.”
Kelly’s head canted at the somber tone in Ruby’s voice and the way she wouldn’t make eye contact. Kelly moved away from her blank canvas, moving instead to stand before her lover, gentle and ring adorned fingers smoothing over Ruby’s thighs. Kelly loved how soft Ruby’s skin was, she couldn’t get enough of touching her.
“What’s wrong?” Kelly asked gently, her husky voice soothing to Ruby’s ears.
Ruby opened her mouth a few times to speak, but she struggled to get the words out. Shame flickered in her chest, a sensation she had become more and more familiar with since her Spawn had temporarily taken away her immortality.
“I’m not a young woman anymore Kelly,” she finally whispered, “I think you ought to get…someone else to pose for you.”
Kelly snorted incredulously, her brows raised and the corner of her mouth raised in a bemused smirk. “Dude is that what you’re worried about? Ruby. Listen to me. You are sexy as fuck. I don’t want anyone else. Okay?”
Full rosy lips were pressed to Ruby’s when she remained stubbornly silent. And despite her self-consciousness, she kissed Kelly back eagerly. Kelly always tasted sweet despite her fiery demeanor. She always made Ruby’s skin burn wherever she touched, and Kelly seemed intent on touching Ruby everywhere, eventually sliding Ruby’s robe off her shoulders. She skimmed along Ruby’s thighs, gently squeezed her hips, cupped and teased her breasts before playing with her hair. When Ruby’s skin was flushed, when her body was aware and yearning for more, her pupils dark and hair lightly mussed Kelly pulled back and admired the first phase of her work.
“You look perfect,” she grinned, “Stay just like that for me.”
✌ Our muses start to playfully wrestle and it devolves into cuddles.
@fullcnbonemcde
The soft chewing of cold pizza and the dejected sigh forced Ruby to drag her gaze away from the papers littered about the table. She hated working on finances, but powers of the Necronomicon or not, she couldn’t get away from doing them herself. Her blue gaze settled on Kelly, and she placed her chin in her palm.
“What’s wrong, honey?”
Kelly swallowed her latest mouthful and cast a sullen gaze over at Ruby. “I’m getting fat.”
“What?” Ruby blurted on instinct alone. Apparently, Kelly hadn’t taken a look in the mirror recently. “Honey, you’re so thin that when you turn sideways, I can’t see you.”
“No!!” Kelly protested, lifting her shirt to reveal an incredibly flat tummy. “Look!! I’m getting fat!”
Ruby sighed softly. Kelly often got like this at a certain time every month. She loved to gorge on delicious food and then claim she was getting fat. Ruby was happy to tell Kelly that she was beautiful, because she was. Ruby had suffered plenty of insecure moments herself, but Kelly’s were becoming routine. This time around, Ruby couldn’t help but show Kelly a little tough love.
“You know, honey. If you don’t want to get fat, then don’t eat all that pizza.”
“But I wanna eat all this pizza,” Kelly countered.
“Then don’t complain about getting fat,” Ruby said, raising her brows and fighting back a smile.
“But I wanna complain about getting fat,” Kelly said, a cheeky grin on her lips.
Ruby rolled her eyes in defeat. “You’re impossible...”
“But you love me~” Kelly cooed at her before taking another generous bite of the pizza.
“Very much,” Ruby replied, winking at her. She then rose from her seat and moved to stand in front of her younger lover. “But I’m afraid I’ll have to confiscate your pizza.”
Ruby took the half-eaten slice in hand, raising it above her head before Kelly could snatch it back. Ruby laughed as Kelly hoped up repeatedly in an attempt to reclaim it. Ruby tilted her head up, taking a bite and humming in approval. Despite the fact that Ruby much preferred her pizza warm, it wasn’t all that bad when cold.
“Hey!!” Kelly protested.
Ceasing her bouncing on the balls of her feet, she tried a different approach. Her fingers went to Ruby’s sides, the older woman recoiling with a laugh. Ruby’s sides weren’t too ticklish. Her feet on the other hand... they were a weak spot. Ruby quickly darted out the kitchen, Kelly hot on her heels. Ruby nearly choked as she swallowed, fighting laughter at the indignant cry of, “Thief!!”
Two small yet strong hands caught Ruby’s arm while in the living room, and Kelly used all her strength to pull Ruby onto the couch. Still obstinately denying Kelly her treat, Ruby cried out with laughter as Kelly’s smaller form managed to pin her to the sofa. She squirmed beneath Kelly, trying to slip out from underneath her. Kelly hardly weighed anything, but she was very good at clinging to Ruby. Ruby managed to get Kelly’s form to slip off of her a few times, but she was always pulled back and straddled once more.
Kelly beamed down at her, perched on Ruby’s hips. Tasty treat in sight, Kelly leaned forward to grab it. Ruby’s arm was extended above her head, her hand in midair past the arm of the sofa. When Kelly leaned forward, Ruby was given the loveliest view of her cleavage. Already well aware she wasn’t about to get away from Kelly when food was involved, she took in the sight for a long moment. She then pressed her lips to Kelly’s décolletage and blew out a breath. Kelly jumped back with a screaming laugh, pizza slice finally reclaimed as Ruby motorboated her. She glowered at Ruby as best she could, moving her slim fingers to under Ruby’s arm who giggled in protest. Kelly grinned happily. She took a triumphant bite of her lunch before haphazardly resting it on the coffee table. Ruby was about to protest leaving the bare food on the furniture but refrained when Kelly laid down on her.
Kelly let out a contented sigh as she rested her head on Ruby’s chest. Ruby wondered if Kelly could hear her heart thundering away in her chest. She also wondered if Kelly knew it wasn’t the play-fighting that had her heart fluttering so. She wrapped her arms around Kelly’s waist and smiled to herself as Kelly instantly laid a hand upon her breast. She kissed Kelly’s hair taking the in the light scent of her shampoo. Kelly’s head titled upwards, and she pressed a soft kiss to Ruby’s lips.
“I win,” she smiled, giggling at how Ruby rolled her eyes. Kelly tucked her head under Ruby’s chin. She continued softly, “Love you.”
“I love you too, honey,” Ruby replied softly. She ran her hand down Kelly’s back, the fingers of her other hand tangling with her beautiful girl’s.
“Enough to give me a tummy rub?” Kelly blurted suddenly, shifting to look at Ruby with a hopeful grin. “My stomach hurts from all that pizza.”
➚Tickle them
@fullcnbonemcde
Two could play at this game, Ruby decided. If Kelly wanted to act like a brat for attention, maybe Ruby could be a brat in turn and completely ignore Kelly’s behavior. But what was the fun of it if she didn’t try to tease in turn?
Ruby had spent most of the day lounging in bed, adorned in only a skin tight black tank-top and a pair of black panties that revealed more than they covered. And...her reading glasses when her eyes started hurting. She’d been catching up on a novel while Kelly had been out for the morning.
Ruby was only torn away from her book when Picasso jumped off the bed, and ran to the bedroom door. Kelly burst into the room excitedly, Picasso scurrying back up onto the bed as Kelly approached it. She leaned down to give the cat a kiss before carefully placing numerous shopping bags on the bed. Ruby placed her book on the nightstand and quickly slipped her reading glasses off. She stretched her arms and her legs. Picasso was getting heavy, and it left her legs a little tired when he would lie on her calves for extended periods of time. The sheets of the bed moved, allowing Kelly to see what little Ruby had on. Dark eyes drank in the sight for a long moment, before Ruby’s voice broke her from her daydreaming.
“Hi honey,” Ruby greeted her warmly. “What’s all this?”
Kelly instantly beamed. “You know that art store I really like? They were having a fifty percent off sale for everything! ...I think bought everything.”
Ruby laughed and scooted towards the end of the bed, “Show me.”
Kelly remained quiet for a long moment, long enough for Ruby to glance up and find her younger lover staring at her rear. Before Ruby could speak, Kelly blurted, “I will. I’m just gonna change real quick.”
Ruby sat down and waited impatiently for Kelly’s return. Picasso cautiously sniffed at the plastic bags, hunching down whenever one crinkled too loudly. Ruby laughed and made a soft kissing sound to catch his attention. He trotted over to her, and she patted him until Kelly returned from changing in the adjacent bathroom. Ruby greatly appreciated the view of Kelly in an oversized sweater falling off one shoulder and the cutest pair of thigh highs. They had little cat faces on them, and somehow they just seemed so...Kelly. But Ruby wasn’t about to give into Kelly looking scrumptious in that little ensemble. She continued to act unaware of Kelly’s attempt to get a reaction out of her.
Kelly hopped up on the bed, settling beside Ruby. Picasso happily curled up in the space between Kelly’s crisscrossed legs. Kelly eagerly began to dig into her bags and shared her purchases with Ruby. Ruby was genuinely curious about some of the supplies. But more than anything, she was happy for Kelly. She seemed so overjoyed just talking about the tools for creating her passion.
“And look at these!” Kelly continued excitedly. Ruby took in hand a tiny package of very small canvases. They were only a couple inches across in size. “Aren’t they cute?”
“They are,” Ruby replied. Funny how some inanimate object could be so adorable. Ruby could easily imagine Kelly hunched over in quiet concentration while bringing forth a minute masterpiece. She held the tiny canvases as Kelly rummaged around her goodies some more.
“And these...these are so cool,” Kelly revealed new paint brushes. “This brand is so expensive, but I could finally get a whole bunch of them with the sale. I wanted to buy one of the sets they have, but the sets didn’t have much of variety, which sucked. But feel--” Kelly extended a rather dense brush out to Ruby. “They’re so soft.”
Ruby ran her fingertips over the bristles, her eyes meeting Kelly in surprise. Instead of the scratchy feeling Ruby associated with paintbrushes, they were incredibly soft. They felt more like a makeup brush than an artist’s tool. “Wow...will they be harder to use?”
“I don’t think so,” Kelly replied, absentmindedly organizing her brushes so they all had the handles facing the same way. “I think they might be nice for my watercolors. If not, maybe the...hmm, could try the oils?” She glanced at the oil paint set she’d picked up. “But I’m worried that that might ruin them...”
Kelly glanced back at Ruby, who was still tenderly touching the bristles. It reminded Kelly of how Ruby would pat Picasso’s ears, who was now brave enough to pounce on the deflating plastic. Kelly bit back a smile. She moved the large brush away from Ruby’s grasp, and right ask an apology was about to leave Ruby’s lips, Kelly brought it to her cheek. Tenderly tucking Ruby’s hair behind her ear, Kelly then traced the soft bristles over her cheek. Ruby’s shoulders relaxed, and she blinked languidly at the gentle touch. She tilted her head into Kelly’s attentions, and she gazed at Kelly adoringly. Kelly moved closer to her, pressing her lips to a bare shoulder before letting the brush travel to Ruby’s neck. Ruby breathed out a sigh, and a little shiver went through her at the light touch trailing her throat.
“I actually started doing this to my face in the store,” Kelly confessed in a whisper, “People looked at me like I was crazy, but I just kept thinking that I want to use you as my canvas.”
“You want to paint on me again?” Ruby asked, flattered and excited. Kelly had created stunning designs on her back before. For as long as she could wander about the house with her torso bare, Ruby had been eagerly able to display Kelly’s talents. She’d been heartbroken that she’d eventually had to wash it off. “I’d love that honey.”
Ruby hummed happily when Kelly moved foreword, leaning her weight on her free hand, to press their lips together. Ruby adoringly brushed her lips against Kelly’s, their kiss chaste for the moment. Ruby started purring, something Kelly could hardly hear. But with being so close to Ruby she could sense it, and if Kelly placed a hand on her chest, she’d certainly feel it. Ruby remained calm and languid in Kelly’s embrace. The bristles of the brush moved over her collarbones, skittering across her shoulders, down her arms, before tracing the curve of a breast. Ruby hardly noticed it’s descent as Kelly pressed closer to her, her kisses inundated in adoration and the sweetness of her lip gloss.
Ruby would have easily laid back and let Kelly do as she pleased, but she was forced to break their kiss with a surprised cry. Uncontrollable laughter followed and she tried to scoot back. Kelly, finally having the upper hand for once, was not about to let Ruby escape. The soft bristles of the brush ran over the sole of Ruby’s foot, her most ticklish spot. A squeak left her lips, and her legs trembled at the feather light touch. Kelly pounced on her instantly, managing to lay across Ruby’s legs, her weight pinning the older woman where she was. Kelly moved the brush over any part of Ruby’s feet she could manage, with Ruby trying to squirm away from her it became a bit of a challenge. But with Ruby’s soft squeals and giggles swimming through the air, it was impossible for Kelly not to laugh and smile in return.
“I gotcha!” Kelly stated, not about to pass up an opportunity to gloat. Plus, it was always so much fun to see what the consequences of acting like a brat would be. Usually it wound up with her pleading for mercy the same way Ruby was now. Picasso quickly abandoned his mistresses, looking up at them in confusion from the floor before trotting out the room. Ruby couldn’t help the laughs that were slowly morphing into screams as Kelly continued to torment her. She hated having her feet touched, and being tickled was the worst punishment that could be given to her.
She tried to squirm and wiggle away, she even tried to tickle Kelly in turn. Her younger lover had the advantage of not already being barraged and could easily evade Ruby’s weak attacks. As soon as her sides started hurting, Ruby could stand no more.
“I give,” she called out, “I surrender!”
Ruby melted against the mattress in relief as the soft torment of the brush finally moved away from her feet. She took a few deep breaths and let the remaining giggles escape her as Kelly moved over her. Lips were softly pressed to hers, and Ruby couldn’t bring herself to be peeved about the triumphant smirk on Kelly’s face.
“Hmmm, what to do with my prize?” Kelly pondered aloud.
Ruby bit back a smirk of her own, settling more comfortably onto the mattress beneath her. “It’s up to you...after all, I’m just the spoils of war.”
“Then I’ll just go ahead and make sure everyone knows you’re mine,” Kelly stated matter-of-factly. She tugged at the hem of Ruby’s tank-top, and Ruby smiled at her enthusiasm. “Roll over.”
Ruby happily shed her shirt and rolled onto her tummy. She closed her eyes to the sound of paints and various materials being mixed together. She soon felt the touch of the brush against her back. Yet this time, it lulled her into a sense of peace as each stroke brought to life Kelly’s latest vision.
