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             gavin growled under his breath as he heard the moans filter through the room. it was his own damn fault, he’d hid in the closet in the hopes he could scare her because he had nothing better to do. he didn’t count on her entering the room and getting naked almost immediately. it was wrong, gavin knew it, but he couldn’t help but look through the slats of the door to the closet, her naked body on display as her legs spread. the worst thing was that he could feel his cock twitching against his pants, but whatever he did, he couldn’t look away. it wasn’t like he could make himself known either because she’d know doubt just call him a pervert, though he wasn’t much better when he couldn’t stop looking. his own wife had cut him off a few months before and he was on the verge of divorce, spending most of his time in the little trailer that he owned. he’d been to get some more clothes when he’d decided to play the prank. hearing an extra loud moan, gavin leant back against the back of the closet and bit down harshly on his bottom lip, willing to do anything so he didn’t make a noise himself.

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so, maybe cosette didn’t always think things through. maybe it was a mistake to leave her friends and go to see lukas. they had made the agreement that they wouldn’t do it again, but she couldn’t stop thinking about him. his touch, his kisses, his moans. the way he looked between her thighs. she’s a little tipsy, but the cool evening air had sobered her up nicely. she only stumbled a little as she made her way up the stairs and pushed the door to his bedroom open with a bang. “shh!” cosette’s fingers curled around the door handle and she pushed the door closed as quietly as she could. her shoes slipped off easily, her too short dress rising up her slender thighs as she climbed into the bed to straddle lukas. “lukey.” her hands shook his shoulders lightly, settling herself against his hips. “fuck me again, lukey, please.”

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          After everything that had happened, Roberto no longer knew where he stood with Oscar. He was trying to keep a safe distance between him and his step-brother, but he found himself wandering off to the other boy’s room the next weekend that they had the house to themselves. Hesitantly, he knocked on the doorframe before walking in with a box of pizza, deciding to upgrade from just donuts. ❛ Hey, I thought maybe we could talk if you weren’t doing anything? ❜ The corner of his lips tugged into a small smile as he walked into the other’s room, setting the box down on the table and opening it. Berto didn’t exactly know where he wanted to go with this, but he knew that he couldn’t just leave things off where they last were. He wouldn’t be able to sleep if he didn’t at least try. ❛ Talk about what happened last time I mean. The... well you know, you were there. ❜

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Easing her door open one centimeter at a time, she stops it just before she knows the creak at the hinges is going to happen. This house is old, but their parents love the rustic old thing, and she’s not about to get caught sneaking into her brother’s room. She’d been forced to stop doing so a few years back, being told she was much too old to be vying for the safety of her brother’s arms, yet she still found herself there, in his bed and what used to be seeking the comfort of his frame wrapped around her own had turned into something far more intimate. Rosie slips into his room easily enough, silently shutting the door behind her. “They’re dead to the world. I heard dad snoring,” she whispers in Garrett’s direction, padding across his room on bare feet, having forgone dressing which left her in her sleep tank and nothing else underneath. “You didn’t fall asleep did you?” A poke of her delicate finger to his broad shoulder as she climbs into the bed with him, sneaks beneath the covers and practically wraps her little body around him. 

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CLOSED STARTER. @killshct.

     drew never realsied that the walls in their house were so damn thin. or maybe it was just because the night had been particularly quiet and she’d been up late writing out lyrics and feeling nervous about her band’s next upcoming gig. by whatever coincidence or divine intervention, she’d somehow heard ashleigh in the midst of a private moment. now as she trudged over to the kitchen for a late breakfast, she wasn’t even sure how she was going deal with catching sight of her step sister. she wasn’t sure if she was awake or even around, not until she rounded the corner and saw her there sitting at the breakfast bar. it took her a moment to relax herself, staring and then snapping it out of it and giving a quick greeting. “morning.” she avoided her gaze and started towards the fridge, pulling out the milk carton and then searching for her favourite cereal. 

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BECKHAM: got breakfast cooking down here if u wanna get your lazy ass up BECKHAM: pancakes, hashbrowns, scrambled eggs BECKHAM: could get u some sausage too if u feeling it

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“why do you insist on walking around like this, jo?” his grasp was firm against her elbow. his voice low and hushed. their parents were around and he hardly wanted to let them know what their darling children had gotten up to not once, but twice under their roof. sure, mac had wanted it to be more, but joanna was risky. it was too much to be with his step-sister in that way. especially after they had been so close to being caught the second time. “walking around in one of my shirts and your ass hanging out. it’s fucking unfair, jo. stop it. put some clothes on. now.” he realised he sounded like a jealous and possessive boyfriend, but it was far from it. he was just trying to keep his wits about him and it was fucking hard when she looked so good. 

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     “she’s asleep, relax.” delilah’s voice came out soothingly as she straddled raff’s lap, running a and through his hair. it was in its usual state of perpetual bedhead but she resisted the urge to try and clean it up when she had more devious plans for their night. she ran her hand down the side of his face, down lower and lower as she moved off his lap between her legs. when her hand reached the hem of his pants,  she began feeling him over his sweatpants, her eyes dark with want as she grasped him over the fabric, a smirk forming on her lips. her twin looked tortured. “you know, you think you’re subtle but i noticed you staring at her.” she commented idly as she ran her hand up and down, getting him harder. “you’re lucky i’m not possessive.”

     raff was still red in the face and glancing over to the door, until his twin distracted him so much he couldn’t focus on anything else but the curve of her smile, the deliberately torturous movement of her hand. he gulped as she seemed to bring up zoey, unsure whether he could focus on being coy when delilah was giving his cock attention. “hm?” he winced, shook his head. “she’s just... she’s pretty. older now and pretty.” hi sister seemed to agree with that as she nodded leaned her head and then leaned down to press a teasing kiss over his still covered length. “did you even check she was asleep, deli?” he asked, mostly just so he wasn’t squirming so much as she reached her hand into his pants.