@samevans-wmu
I’ll totally do the dishes for you, bud! 😘😘
This is quite literally the sexiest Valentine's message I've received so far.

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@samevans-wmu
I’ll totally do the dishes for you, bud! 😘😘
This is quite literally the sexiest Valentine's message I've received so far.
Some edible underwear tastes weird! I thought this one would be like a fruit roll up and it was just… blech @samevans-wmu
Definitely need to be careful with some of them. I once choked in the process of eating it.. off someone, y'know. Not sexual whatsoever. They didn't even leave a note in the morning. I nearly died for the sake of pleasure and no note. Chivalry is dead.
i was hoping for sexy, salacious details, and i instead i got taken on a trip down depression lane. (sam)
Taking a long sip of her scotch, she set the tumbler down. “I don’t know what to tell you,” Andrea murmured, her shoulders shrugging the slightest bit. She slumped into her chair some and drummed her nails against the arms of the chair. “Feel free to.. steer the narrative,” She waved a hand.
(lap) - for your muse to sit in my muse’s lap (sam)
“This seems like a good place to sit.” She murmured, settling into Sam’s lap and lightly pulling her arm around her waist. They had been kind of seeing one another, but mostly in secret. It was just a way to let out their aggressions. They didn’t cuddle or snuggle. They’d kiss but only in the heat of the moment. This felt more intimate than anything else they’d ever done before. “Is this okay, or do you want me to move?” Andrea asked, twisting a little to look at Sam. “I can move.”
Send ‘💢’ for your muse to shove mine into a wall (sam)
@ofwomenandmen
While she knew that this was going to cause quite a battle between them, she didn’t care. She needed to try to get her point across to Sam. Giving her a hard shove into the nearest wall, Andrea was quite proud of herself for the strength she displayed.
“I told you before, and I will tell you again: I do not want to have this conversation. Not right now,” She explained, taking a healthy step back. Hopefully it put her far enough away from Sam so the other woman wouldn’t return the favor and shove her into the wall as well. But she was also kind of expecting that. It’s kind of just how their relationship went.
“Make me.” (sam)
@ofwomenandmen
“For someone who vehemently insists she isn’t a brat, you’re being awfully bratty today.” She wasn’t nearly as physically strong as Sam was, but she absolutely enjoyed the banter they had. Doing her absolute best, Andrea shoved Sam into the nearest wall, which happened to be in the hallway leading to her bedroom. They’d already eaten, they’d contemplated dessert, and that argument led them here.
Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY (sam to drea)
“Just because you were a better friend to Lena doesn’t make you better than me as a person, Samantha,” She could feel the biting edge in her voice and she just didn’t think anything of it. She was angry. She was upset. She didn’t care that she was taking all of that emotion out on Sam, using every ounce of her strength to push the other woman against the nearest wall, fingers holding her against it at her shoulders. “I.. have never loved anyone more than I loved Lena, regardless of what I’ve done.”
“puta.” (sam to drea lmao)
Her eyes fluttered as the word hit her ears. “Lo siento, ¿estás tratando de pelear conmigo?” Andrea asked, a sharpness in her tone that she didn’t usually bring out. But when that word was tossed around, and after the day she’d had? She wasn’t going to tolerate any of Sam’s bullshit.