#slccplcssnights

[lacedlust-blog1]

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genevieve: hey baby

genevieve: i missed you tonight

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When Ken had told Chelsi that she was his, the dozens of times he’d have told her that at least, he meant it. So suffice to say, he wasn’t exactly pleased by any means when she suddenly up and left, without saying where she’d gone, if she’d be back, etc.. Deciding that he wasn’t going to be letting this go any time soon, he started looking around, asking about, etc.. It was about two or three months later before he’d been able to pinpoint an area and when he looked around, he’d noticed her walking into what apparently was her new place. So now he’d caught back up with her. Ken left his car and locked it before heading in the building himself, a beeline straight for Chelsi’s apartment, at which point, he’d have to take his time to both remind her who she belonged to, and probably figure out how he was going to punish her for trying to run out on him.

[utterxdesires-archived-blog]

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“--- I figured he’d send you.”Flynn murmured with the lit up cigarette between his lips as the young girl arrived to the club house and entered his office; his green hues shamelessly looked over her figure, and landed on her gorgeous features, and it was no surprise he’d prefer sending her instead of coming himself, as he figured his daughter was far better at negotiating with such looks. “Take a seat, doll, and tell me if you want a drink.”Flynn pointed at the chair in front of the desk and pulled the cig out, exhaling a cloud of smoke up in the air.

[fixaticn]

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kennedy had no idea what time it was as she stepped into the small apartment, hands on her stomach as she quickly made her way to the couch and sat down. the whole day had been stressful.....it had started out with hanging with her brother, only to end with being taken to the hospital by him. kennedy had thought about calling jason to telling him, but from the moment they’d found out there were complications with the pregnancy, things between them hadn’t been great. neither of them wanted to talk about what could happen, that there was a chance that kennedy might not make it if she gave birth, but for her, there was no choice in her mind. whatever happened, she was going to put her child’s life first, even if that meant losing her own. she’d gone to the hospital with excruciating cramps and after being there for a number of hours and going through a number of tests, kennedy was finally allowed home after being told the baby was fine. apparently, braxton hicks contractions was a common thing when you got to the later side of pregnancy so she was really worried over nothing. resting her head back against the back of the couch, kennedy smile as she felt a kick to her hand, giving her no doubt that everything was okay.

[famishddarchive]

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“Whatever...I saw the way you were looking at that girl in short shorts.” Bottom lip poking out as she pouted Solana tried her best to look irritated though a smile was creeping on to her features. Thick jet black curls falling into her eyes as she gave Jason a soft shove with one hand while the other held tight to the life size plush unicorn he had managed to win her. After a lot of convincing on his part she had mustered up the courage to sneak out once her parents had fallen asleep and let him take her on their first official date. Sure they had snuck around to see one another for quick walks to the park or rendezvous at the library knowing her father wouldn’t suspect much if she spent hours there. It was her only real place to escape but now walking with Jason as they headed back to his car she felt like any other girl her age for once and it caused her cheeks to flush. Kicking at a rock with her shoe she looked down at her attire; a plaid pink babydoll dress she normally wouldn’t be caught dead in and a pair of dingy white vans that were going on two years old. “I still don’t even get why you are so stuck on hanging out with me but...I had fun. I can’t keep this stuffed animal though my dad would kill me if he even thought I was out right now.”

[nancywriites]

It wasn’t Amy’s first visit to the prison to interview Dawson and though she knew better it seemed like every time she came, they were getting closer and closer. The blonde college student told herself to stay away from him. To finish her project and be done with him. She’d gotten all she could out of him the first time. But something kept drawing her back to this place, this dark room where it was just the two of them. The only thing as a barrier between them was the table that he was attached to by the handcuffs. The act she kept up, trying to appear professional and like she was only there because she was required to be was slowly fading. That was until those words came falling out of his mouth. She starred at him for a long moment, saying nothing as she felt a need inside of her to have that fulfilled. It was dangerous. He was dangerous. And yet, Amy found herself with a throb between her legs that she couldn’t explain. Taking a quick, sharp breath, she tore her gaze from him and shook her head, not wanting to let herself end up like all the other girls in the file sitting on the table in front of her. “We’re done here. I’m not going to continue to let you play these games with me.” 

Try as she might, she couldn’t fool him. Dawson had always been exceptional at reading people, and the older he got, the better he got at it - especially with women. It was how he always knew which ones to actually take and which ones to leave alone. So she could pretend to be disgusted and horrified with his words, but he could see it in her eyes; the intrigue, the desire. He was slowly but surely spinning her into his web, just like he always managed to do. Dawson leaned forward, elbows resting on the table, shaking his head a little. “I’m not playing games. I mean it.” he said softly, eyes trailing over her for a moment. “I bet you make the sexiest little noises. I’d love to be the one who gets you to make them...hear the desperation in your voice while I bring you closer and closer to the edge you’re so desperately craving. Mmm, and the way you sound when you cum?” he breathed, a slight shudder of arousal moving through him as he bit his lip for a moment. “I’d love to hear that.”

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                       *&& || Eyes were rolling as she played the voicemail her most recent ex had left on her phone. Every bit of it was ridiculous, possibly on the line of insane considering they had split months ago. ❝Maybe he's entirely lost his mind.❞ Kai let out without any shame as his shoulders lifted, body leaning back against the couch moments later. ❝Not that wanting you back makes him insane. I just mean, what's the point in calling you now when it's been months? It just makes it seem like he's bored and wants something to do. Or maybe I'm just reading into it a bit too much.❞ Though even after trying to think it over more, it still sounded sketchy in the mind of the male. ❝Maybe we should fill his car with chickens, I bet that would be hilarious.❞

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         rory had no idea what she was doing. things weren’t going too well for her, especially since she was never really stuck in one place. her ‘home address’ was her family home and she hardly went there. so, she did what any “normal” person would do. she walked down the street and found a house that she decided that she liked. the lights were on and the door was unlocked, so she simply walked in and looked around. “hey! anyone here?” she called out casually, walking through the house and going straight for the kitchen. hopefuly whoever owned this house had some nice wine.