flopping onto her bed, kimmy allows the weed to flow through her bloodstream. relaxing her body, she slides off the edge of the bed, head first. hanging halfway, she grins over at soraya with a giggle. "it would be soooo funny if we did the spider-man thing right now," she muses, remembering the iconic scene between tobey maguire and kirsten dunst. "like so funny." and with that, she begins puckering her lips and making kissy sounds.
@imm0rtalcd said “ kinda getting a major gay vibe from you right now. ”
“i’m… sorry?” thomas hasn’t heard that one in a while, but it certainly isn’t the first time. eyes dart around as if someone is going to give him some kind of hint as to what he’s supposed to do next. it’s more than likely an instance of dodging advances—something he does often—but he isn’t even sure she was hitting on him. “may i ask why?”
@imm0rtalcd SUBMITTED A CONTRACT : ❝ You know what, no one can say that I wasn't in the moment. ❞
It's not like Kai can argue with her. Like ... if that wasn't in the moment, then he has no clue what would qualify in that category. Really, Soraya's whole thing is kinda being in the moment, isn't it?
He raises one eyebrow, head tilted to the side as if he's judging ( it's only pretend judgment ) . ❝ You almost threw hands with some guy cause he said he wouldn't fuck the snake ladies in D&D. ❞
Haley Whipjack's you WILL marry him starters pt 2. ( currently accepting! )
but that's the very last thing he wants to hear right now —— when he's doing everything in his willpower to prolong the moment just a little bit longer. for as long as he possibly can. ( he wants to savor how perfect she feels squeezing around him, ) because it doesn't matter how many times he's fucked her before... it's a feeling that will always make his goddamn head spin. and he deserves a fucking medal for not busting on the spot when the words come panting out from below him.
instead ( thankfully ) he groans a sound of appreciation from where his face is buried between her neck and shoulder. it's somehow deep and primal and pathetic all wrapped up into one —— and his hands immediately go to her hips, keeping them firmly pinned down into the mattress to ensure she doesn't move an inch; because now he's focused. focused on not letting one sentence throw him over into the deep end before he's ready. and he begins to adjust himself and stand onto his knees, easily folding her over herself more in the process as one hand slides to fix at the crook of her knee. the other moved to push back all the hair that had fallen over his face and stuck to his forehead beaded with sweat.
❛❛ don't say that 'less you mean it— ❜❜ it's almost a whine. his eyes had been briefly screwed shut in his newfound concentration, but as soon as they opened, blues fall to where their bodies are connected. where her cunt formed around his cock —— all wet and sticky. ( that was a fucking mistake, ) causing the muscles in his stomach to tense as the fingers that wanted to tug on his hair in frustration fell toward his mouth. teeth immediately bite down onto his thumb; it's not gentle. it's a tell tale sign that he's trying to desperately distract himself from fucking exploding as his hips finally begin to once again move. slow, a few experimental rolls as he practically grits between flesh and bone. ❛❛ not when i'm this fuckin' close.. ❜❜
@imm0rtalcd said i can't math, i'm bi what do you want from me
kimberly laughs as she shakes her head. "math's for straight people, anyway." besides, she didn't expect soraya to add up all her trysts. it was a passing curiosity, anyway, so—"just a ballpark number will do."
kimmy takes a moment to enjoy the sudden feeling of soraya’s lips against her own. then, she pulls away, looking at the dark haired girl with mic fury. “that’s not fair!” she claims, but she can’t help the mild laughter laced in her voice. heat rises to her cheeks as she’s still getting used to the fact that she’s got a thing going with her roommate. “you can’t just kiss me and—” well, she’s not sure how to finish that statement.
@imm0rtalcd SUBMITTED A CONTRACT : ❝ It's not a thirst trap it's just a normal pic of me and I happen to be very sexy and gorgeous. ❞
❝ Yeah you are. ❞ Kai grins as he noses along the hollow of Soraya's throat. His voice is thick, teasing --- thirst trap or not, the photo is fucking hot. ❝ Pretty sure every pic of you counts as a thirst trap. ❞
He licks along her neck, lets his hot breath fan over wet skin. He peaks over her shoulder at the polaroid he took, still clasped between her fingers. She's stunning --- but she's right, really, she always looks good.
