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[rosetheravaged]

The dumbest smart person

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Continued from here “And you went in without backup… again.” Rose growls at him. Despite her harsh tone, her hands are gentle, clearing out the debris and looking closely to make sure none is left behind. “You should have someone go with you. That,” She pulls back and glares right into his face, “Or take a night off and get some fucking sleep.”

[thedarksecretsofmckinley]

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“Don’t be such a baby, Timmy. You’re going to look so dashing.”

[gothxmcitysirens]

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“Ah, you must be the one that gives my brother headaches.”

[edgecfeden]

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"mm, well, outright praise needs to be earned—" addison looked down at the clipboard, at all the violently scratched-out names above hers. "kimberly." still, kim seemed to fall in line easily enough, and addison hummed at the freely offered glimpse of the girl's small, puckered hole. oh, she could work with that. "relax, sluts," the redhead called out over her shoulder. that flawless line dissolved while addison stood, making her way around the table to tap it beside her with a cheshire-cat grin. "bring your ass to me, right here. bend over the table and spread your cheeks. when’s the last time you had that pretty little asshole reamed open?"

[facetedheart]

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She was so grateful that Tim didn't seem to mind playing a role and immediately hugged him back, laughing and hitting his arm playfully as she played up her part. "A lot can change in a couple months but the flattery is kindly accepted," she smiled, making sure to speak loud enough to that the other could hear and they immediately seemed discouraged and turned to walk away. Once they were out of earshot, Hayley turned back to Tim, a slight blush on her cheeks. "Thank you so much, I'm so sorry that I dragged you into that but I appreciate it. Can I buy you a drink as a thank you?"

[bekah-barber]

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Zoe rolled her eyes at Tim’s response.  Wrapping her arms around the man, she smiled into the kiss, pulling away a few moments later.  “Your lips are always calling my name, even when you aren’t talking.” She admitted.

[miss-claire-v-m]

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The session had gone great she mused to herself as she started to put things away. Claire noticed a leather wallet on the floor her blue orbs quickly darted around the room. Eyes falling upon a man she quickly called out and rushed to him. With a bright smile etched upon her features she handed said item back with a soft chuckle. “Not very,” she added. She swiped away the loose strands that had fallen. She turned back to the studio. “I uh...I just have to do a little bit more tidying up, but other than that my next class isn’t in a couple of hours. I’d love to take you up on the offer,” she smiled warmly. “I’ll meet you there in 5 minutes,” she blurted before she sprinted off. 

[thegooddoctorkiebeth]

Dressing Up | redthotrobin

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This is not where Tim expected the night to end up. It started with a date, harmless enough some flirting led to shared whispers. In their whispers the Doctor subtly addressed fulfilling Tim’s true desires, he had no idea what she meant, but figured that he would play along.

Back at her place, Aristel demanded that he strip, and Tim didn’t bother arguing. Next she gave him some things to wear, which was unexpected. He slipped on the undergarments, a pair of panties and strapless corset type bra. The dress she chose was a halter top, with the straps crossed over the chest. Upon seeing his reflection in the outfit, hands moved to cover his face, simply astonished. “I–I’m sorry, I just- I don’t know what to say.”

In truth, this was not where Aristel had expected her evening to end up, either. Her social engagements were shallow things; transactional, engaging in social behaviors just long enough that it satisfied an itch before returning to her largely solitary patterns. Bringing him home to her modest apartment had been part of the plan... but dressing him up like this? 

She’d sensed something in him while they’d been out; he was a new mind to her-- she was still learning his personal dialect, the pattern of colors and impressions that formed a mental mother tongue spoken by one, but she could pick up on something... suppressed. Something hidden. A desire for difference, turned inwards, but with a shameful shroud cast atop it before he could dwell on it for long. 

While they’d been exchanging the usual flirtations, she’d been focused on him, sussing out what was hidden. He’d perked her curiosity... and in time, she came to realize what it was he hid. 

“You wanted to feel beautiful.” She noted, a statement of fact as she appraised him in the clothes she’d provided; their frames were different, but it was still quite a cute ensemble. From behind him, she gently reached from either side to grasp him at the elbows, and ease his hands away from his face. “It’s okay.” She assured, her own voice stable and certain where he had faltered and ended up blushing.