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🎀
Send me 🎀 for my muse’s reaction to seeing yours laying in their bed, wearing nothing but a bow
Roy licked her lips the minute she crossed the threshold to her room and saw the brunette draped across her bed clad only in a giant red bow. “And here I was thinking I’d made the naughty list this year and instead-” She grinned, grazing her fingers a long the other girl’s skin, “Looks like Santa came early.”
"Don't act like you wouldn't love it Harper" Jess sat on the couch with a six pack of beer. "I'm a hell of a lay, ask around."
“Didn’t say you were good, Todd.” Roy let out a laugh. “I think it just burns you up that I’m not falling all over you.”
"I'd like to pet more then your ego"
Roy rolled her eyes. “I just bet you would , Todd.’’
"Don't act like you don't love it"
“Yea yea.” Roy said, waving her off. “What can I say, I do love a good ego stroke once in a while.”
"You better not try anything fresh when I'm drunk...." Honestly she wouldn't mind. She skipped off to grab a six pack.
“Pfft, I know how you get, if anything i’m gonna be prying you off me the second that shit hits your system.” She paused before adding, ‘Wouldn’t be the first time.
"C'mon... Can't two recovering addicts with daddy issues that live with an alien princess cut loose with a couple brews on Saturday night? We can get drunk and talk crap about Dick..." She fluttered her eyelashes at the redhead.
“You can get drunk and talk shit about Dick, I’ll sit here and laugh my ass off at you and take care of you when you’re too wasted to function.” She flopped back on the couch. “And I don’t have daddy issues.” Lies. “I just have ...issues.” Not so much a lie.
"I wanna be drunk!" She pouted. "What gets me a beer?"
“Yea, well, I always wanna be drunk, you see how well that worked out for me.” Roy grumbled.
"Can I trade in the points for a beer?"
“Con’t think you’ve quite racked up enough for that yet; that would require me actually having to move.”
