Sonja thoughts are reappearing... we must make contingency plans for the future (。ᵕ ◞ _◟)♡
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Sonja thoughts are reappearing... we must make contingency plans for the future (。ᵕ ◞ _◟)♡
genshin!gale who makes xiao origami birds and afkj!gale that makes sonja origami roses and wuwa!gale that gives luuk origami butterflies and there is no hq!gale yet but. gale that gives koushi lil origami origami crows and suns
Them spewing sweet things in a drunken haze -> you laughing and covering their mouth in embarrassment -> them just kissing your palm and continuing to mumble on
i'm genuinely tearing up afgsksns it's so. i want to be held in sonja's arms and i want to rain kisses on her palms and i want to see a slender wedding band on her finger, juxtaposed against all her heavy, gold rings. and i want to run my fingers through her hair and lay my cheek against her soft chest and curl up in her lap and have her kiss the top of my head and play with my curls. and i want to peel fruit for her and cut it into pieces and i want to feed it to her bit by bit and talk to her all the while so each moment lasts forever and i want to kiss each word and taste it on her lips and engrave her on my mind and over all of me, really. and i want to bury my face in her bicep and feel her wrap an arm round my waist, palm at my hip as she curls up close behind me. and i want to wake up with her and cling to her and i want her to crawl out of bed laughing with me wrapped round her like a squirrel to a tree trunk and i want to love her as swallows love the wind and as gulls love the sea. and i want to put flowers in her hair and i want everyone to see my lipstick stain the collar of her crisp shirt, a tint of my mauve on her pink lips. i want to lace our fingers together and fit our callouses next to one anothers' and marvel at how much bigger her palm is and have her kiss my wrist. i want her i am so serious oh my god
Sonja the Crimson Queenpin... TT!! Walking out of her bedroom in the morning smelling of her perfume... her coming to Medic!Reader's office for something for a headache and leaving with pink lips. When you join the rest for lunch they dryly comment on you smelling a bit like their leader's perfume
not v safe thoughts below!! ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒
just!! gosh. the thought of taking a walk along the beach w the lovely sonja!! just her and you along one of the many little isles dotting the seas round rustport. her arm round your shoulders and the wind in your hair, her laugh right in your ear. she is soft and hard and everything in between. when you look at her scarcely anything else can fit in your vision— not when she is so all encompassing, so lovely, your everything.
usually, you are eloquent enough to tell her this.
today, sprawled across a mound of sand, looking at her through the valley of your heaving breasts— you are not.
it is difficult to speak when you tremble all round her, slick and sweet staining the folds of your dress below. your cum gleams upon her lips, a glossy sheen that disappears soon as she draws her lips into her mouth and wipes them clean with her tongue. they are plusher and pinker than usual when she pops them out.
you whimper for the nth time.
the cool metal of her heavy gold ring has long since warmed inside you. you feel yourself clench round it at uneven intervals— the aftershocks of bouts of pleasure, drawn out of you with ease, one after another.
tonight, you will pay her back for it in kind.
for now, however, all you can do is gasp when she pulls her fingers out, your cum dulling its sheen. it matters not when she gently parts your lips with a tug your chin with her thumb, and slides the smeared fingers right into your mouth. you suckle, twitching and heating still.
"sorry," she says. smiles. draws her fingers out and drops a quick kiss on your lips once the ring is clean. "i couldn't resist."
"you got my dress dirty," you grumble. it isn't a complaint.
sonja laughs, and drapes her coat round you. it is long, and heavy, and hers. you breathe in deep, and watch her eyes soften.
"you can pay me back for it," she offers.
you draw yourself up on your tiptoes, and give her a kiss. you hope she can taste you still.
"i will."
doodle instead of work