domestic bliss

indie rp blog, multi-muse/verse, 18+, semi-selective, ( 📝 by ursy )

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     the entire interaction had been so lighthearted, so mind-numbing. despite the fact that she knew aaron before the get-together that night, it felt like just two strangers who’d met at a party having a good time. maybe that was just some sick joke her mind was playing on her, her desperation for attention, validation, romance, finding it in the oddest places. like in her boyfriend’s best friend. it wasn’t that she’d never thought about him that way, again, her mind like to make things almost unbearable for her so she’d spent more time than she’d like to admit imagining fantasy futures with strangers on the subway, the brunet beside her was really no exception. that made her feel fucked up, a soft pit of nausea coating the bottom layer of her stomach. another twang of that wretched feeling as the words even left his lips.      daphne smirked, snapping out of her mind a little bit as she excused her small lapse in active consciousness on the wary effects of the lingering alcohol. the blonde made haste to soothe her mind and body with the herb she’d rolled up, taking it from the homme with a wider gleam as she filled her lungs and blew out a rather large cloud of smoke. she felt more thankful than anything that she didn’t cough and instead took another baby hit before handing the joint back to aaron. “i accept your apology, but it’s still like that. suppose you did an alright job, pretty efficient,” she teased him back, grinning a bit to herself as she joined him in leaning back, angling her body to the corner of the sofa with one leg propped up, the face of her shin pressing against the side of the brunet’s leg. “i’m not sure how to answer that… i feel like i’ve been escaping to the city longer than i even realize, so i want to say… ‘city girl’ even though i resent those words. and really i did grow up just on the other side of town from you guys. from what johnathan tells me…” the femme cleared her throat, moving to the kitchen to grab them both a cold water bottle from the fridge before resuming her same spot, the subtle comfort of physical touch from the connection of their legs almost pitiful. “you hate the city or something?”

aaron was perceptive, which was probably why his job came so easily to him. he refused to think of it as tooting his own horn, but he highly doubted many people could actually do a good job of being a private investigator. her eyes glazed over when her mind ran, her pink lips pressing just slightly tighter than what could be considered at ease. it was an interesting shift to see, tucking it into a small folder in the back of his mind called ‘things about the girl he should know nothing about’-- it was a working title. he didn’t mention that he’d noticed the few second lapse, although he internally couldn’t help his inquisitive minds side thoughts trying to figure out what could of been on her mind. he took the joint from her fingertips, bringing it back to his lips and taking his time with each puff. deep exhale following both as he nodded along to her small explanation. everything she said made sense, fit with the personality he saw poking through when she was around. “i want to believe you, but i notice pretty girls despite my best efforts. so i just can’t see how you lived in town and i didn’t notice you blondie.” he said with a shrug, passing the joint back to her once she was situated on the couch again. “don’t hate the city, just think its loud and full of really fucking annoying people. much better than our hometown though, i’ll give it that.” he answered, leaning his head back on the cushions and closing his eyes.       he readjusted his shoulders, moving his arms around to get more comfortable and let it fall on his thigh, hand resting on the leg she had pressed into his thigh. aaron enjoyed the physical contact, and thought it was innocent enough. he didn’t even mention it, just shifting his thumb back and forth over the area as his mind took in the quiet of the previously buzzing location. “isn’t it always weird as hell after everyone leaves, like the silence is eerie because your ears are still ringing.” he said, opening his eyes and rolling his head over on the cushion to face and look at the woman next to him instead. 

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     of course she knew what it felt like being the one on the back of the bike. maybe not her bike specifically but she’d once had a taste of what it felt like on the second seat of a bike and it was… no what she’d expected. and she’d been wearing jeans, though given the seams and all with the legs she wasn’t sure who’d have had it worse - herself or gen. a mischievous smile crept across her lips as she eyed the femme, unable to ignore the shaken demeanor of her as she carefully removed herself from the back of the bike. it was adorable, really, then again she could hardly be surprised. she didn’t just take anyone to a second location. didn’t let just anyone on her bike.       “kidnap? i might call you baby but i think you’re missing a few important elements to classify you being brought here as kidnapping. besides… you seemed rather eager to join me, if i’m remembering correctly…” the curve on her lips deepened, ingraining itself on her features as she almost challenged the smaller femme. “though i could always give you a second round on the bike…” it was a tease, a nod toward the feeling she was sure was still lingering between gen’s legs even as she was standing there. “i just took you to another bar. though the women in this one won’t be chatting you up to get with your brother…” van didn’t waste another moment before reaching out for the other’s hand and pulling them in a little closer before leading them both into the establishment. “ta-da… a gay bar,” she finally blurted out, tugging her along once more to one end of the huge bar lining the wall just inside of the entrance. 

gen ignored the sticky feeling between her thighs, hoping but not daring to look if she’d left a wet patch on the leather seat. her panties were thin, and she knew it was likely so she saved herself the mortification and instead spoke to the other woman as nonchalantly a she could. “okay okay, you’re right!-” she said with a small laugh, bringing her hands up in surrender as her cheeks tinted crimson. “- don’t tease me any more or i’ll die of embarrassment.” she said only half joking, she was sure this evening was set on making her look like a fool at every turn. gen had to disregard the bike comment, inner thigh muscles clenching at the mere thought, instead taking a few steps closer to the other woman as she in prep for her guidance. her mouth was agape once van told her where they were, blindly following her in although very well aware of her warm hand on hers. her eyes took in her surroundings without question, looking discreetly at all the unfamiliar and unassuming queer woman in the establishment in awe. she’d never been to one, but knowing that she wasn’t an other there, the way she felt almost everywhere else made her feel an undistinguishable comfort.          “i’ve... never been.” she confessed, waiting until they were seated in one of the available spaces. “but this place looks great.” gen spoke honestly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as her blush finally began to settle. “although, i only plan on shooting my shot with one woman here. she’s like... insanely hot. it’s very distracting.” she said with a soft smile and a wink, referring to the idea of woman she hit on here being more available. shortly after she spoke the server came and left with their order in tow. she had ordered a long island iced tea, knowing she was in desperate need of more liquid courage if she didn’t want to let her nerves mess up the possibility of actually hooking up with van. “i figured the last place you’d want to be is a bar right now-” she said honestly, head canting slightly as she spoke to the other. “- because of work and everything?”

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     as though she needed an excuse, as though the question needed to be posed in order for her to answer, in order for those feeling to give way, the raven-haired femme cried out. the waves pulsing in the pit of her stomach sent jolts all over her skin, all over her body, the soft trembling of her entire frame was undeniable and she felt both electrified and wholly mortified at herself for losing her grip so completely. but how could she have known that the adorable, charming, petite woman from down the hall was going to supply her with some or, if not the most earth shattering orgasms of her life. it was something she’d never seen coming, and something she also never wanted to miss again. the hand in the blonde locks at the center of her body tightened, holding the femme’s face closer to her during her release and almost instantly after, the grip pulled in the opposite direction. the sensitivity of it all had her reactions driven by instinct, cries of pleasure melting, molten together with something near remnant of laughter, perhaps the after waves of her own disbelief at the pleasure she was feeling. winnie could barely hold her eyes open, soft tears running down their outer corners, soft rivers flowing over her temples and into her hairline as she tried to stop the jolting movements of her body, tongue running over her lips to wet them before she finally spoke. “i couldn’t stop coming for you even if i tried… shit… kitty…” her hands were pulling more now, shaking relinquishing her hold on the other’s hair as she tried to pull her frame up overtop of her own. “come here..”

she licked and suckled on the soft flesh of her cunt through every second of her orgasm, aiding her through it with pride. cat felt like the most powerful woman in the room knowing she had winnie trembling under her grip, trembling because of the way her tongue had brought her over the edge. the way winnie had pushed her face closer to her center, making sure cat was as close to her pussy as possible. as she reached her end, it sent a small pulse down her own center. it was euphoric, and had winnie not pulled her face away the moment she was too sensitive to be anywhere near her, cat would have never left. she was sure if paradise had a location, it was the pretty cunt between winnie’s legs. cat licked at her lips, sitting up as she observed winnie come down from her orgasm. it was a work of art, the small sounds coming from her lips, the way her body shined in the light, the glazed over look in her eyes once they opened and tears slid out of the corners. the blonde didn’t say a word, just letting out an airy laugh as she moved up her body. “i’m here, baby.” she said, breathing the words over winnie’s plush lips and making direct eye contact.  cat was engrossed in the intimacy of the moment, the way her body imperfectly yet perfectly aligned with that of the other the way winnie so blindly let her bring her to the precipice of bliss, the way her body was there ready for cat to devour. cat had been with many woman, but none had made what was supposed to be a one night stand feel like this. 

[tangcrine]

iintotheunknown·:

often met with such distaste when she mentions that young adult genre. often shunned for it’s radical ideals or teenage protagonists but there was a lot to learn behind the pages of a good young adult adventure. such a pleasant response from gen was a little surprising but certainly welcomed. “lame-o’s?” a playful quirk of her brow as she looked towards the other. “I have,” echo nodded a little. “it only came out like last year but it’s good,” safe to say, echo appreciated the classics and old books but that didn’t mean she didn’t follow new releases; basically glued to upcoming ya lists. “if the gorgeous cover is not enough to entice you then there is always the unique approach to magic or the the enticing rebel, or even just the latin american representation. although heavily flawed so just keep an open mind.” a small smile. “i think you’ll like it- there’s even a magic sloth.”

“i like new books, it’s always nice to read characters in a modern setting.” she nodded along, further inspecting the details on the cover. gen enjoyed the artistry that went into the cover of any book, knowing the author carefully curated the art to compliment the words inside. “i’m excited, you’ve painted up quite a good recommendation.” she pulled the book closer to her abdomen, grinning at the other. “now, is it my turn to blow you away with my book recc?” leaning towards the other to slightly bump shoulders, gen wasn’t the best at flirting so she was attempting playful. although, she was quite sure the other could easily just perceive her as making a fool of herself. “i’m thinking maybe a good thriller? or a mystery? those are some of my favorite.” she confessed, nodding her head towards the aisle behind them that seemed to carry the genre she was pursuing. “don’t worry, no stephen king today. i have a bit of an underdog in mind”

[tangcrine]

lovcfools·:

her hands come down to rest in her lap, eyes still alight with laughter,   “ cross your heart. ”  the male obviously knew what he was doing and kirana didn’t mind for a multitude of reasons. the first being that there was no boyfriend at all — she’d promised her friends tonight was for the girls and girls alone. yet, here she was, thigh to thigh with a man who stood about a foot taller with a wicked grin.   her legs crosses over the other, heel of her lifted foot hanging awfully close to him.  “ this boyfriend stayed home. i came out with my girls tonight — maybe, i should’ve said husband. not sure that would’ve deterred you, though. ”  kira can’t pull her eyes from his and she almost feels guilty about this lover who doesn’t exist. there’s no betrayal but something about the idea of sneaking around excites her.   “ are you always this persistent with girls you don’t know ? ”

Dylan eyed her positioning with a smirk, fingertips itching to splay over the expanse of her leg but he kept it to himself. Baby steps. “Your boyfriend is a fucking idiot, but i guess that only helps me, so he can be my guest. Keep staying home.” He said with a chuckle, head canted to the side so their faces weren’t as far apart. “i’m not easily deterred.” He spoke matter of factly, fingers still drumming nonchalantly on the back of the couch. she was gorgeous, the kind of girl he rarely spotted, so he wouldn’t let much steer him away from catching her attention. “only the one that catch my attention, sometimes its worth a little cat and mouse action if it’s for a girl like you.” Winking as kept the same smirk on his face, he knew he was that guy, the one girls loved to hate but never said no to. He strived on it, and he didn’t mind one bit. “so, tell me. what’s a guy gotta do to get your name, at least?”

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     sebastien could hardly wait for her answer, could hardly wait for those delicious, desperate cries to fully leave her lips before he was grunting, the hold he’d had one her body only tightening as he felt the throbbing of his cock intensify. the surmounting pressure, the heaviness of his balls as he drove himself up into her in the small distance between their lips was spectacular. his hands gripped her thighs, holding her body spread for him, holding her down against him as he continued to fuck up into her, short snaps of his hips garnering enough friction in combination with the tightening of her pussy around him. he was a goner, the swelling pressure in the head of his member finally exploding as he felt those sporadic pulses combined with growing heat around his cock. the feeling of his seed shooting inside of the brunette on top of him, ropes of cum painting her walls. she looked amazing, so stunning, so gorgeous, if he hadn’t just spent himself so fully the only thing he’d have been thinking about was cumming inside of her again, just for good measure.       the soft heaving of his chest slowed in time with the throbbing of his cock, and he could feel some of that blood returning to other parts of his body as he softened slightly, slowly. the brunet removed himself from inside of the femme carefully, stuffing his cock back into his hands before one ginger hand move between her legs, smoothing over her sensitive cunt slowly as he moved two fingers against her opening, feeling the pooling of their combined juices against the pads of his fingers, and wanting, needing to keep it all there inside of her. “there, there, kitten…” he hummed, his other hand moving up carefully to her cheeks as he wiped away those lingering tears with the side of his thumb and moved that digit to his lips, tasting the salt there before he pulled her against his chest. “daddy’s got you…”

Alllison was sure she was seeing constellations, her chest rising and falling as she tried to regain control of her body and bring it back to earth. She was always ethereal when they were together, even when his cum wasn’t threatening to drip down the fork of her legs. She could feel his fingers at her entrance, her walls still slightly seizing from the passing climax and surely grazing the very tips of his fingertips. Her eyes found his as his thump swiped the tear rolling down her cheek, plump lips slightly agape as she took in his actions. The moment he pulled her to his chest she hummed, taking in the smell  of his cologne and his aftershave and relishing in the comfort that swept throughout her body. She hadn’t felt it in weeks, and she was unsure how someone she’d known for such a small period of her life felt like a lifeline. “missed you so much… so so much.” Allison mumbled into his bare chest, the docile and soft side of her only he was allowed to see creeping through the cracks of her demeanor. Parts of her hated this show of vulnerability, scared he’d decide he wanted to finally disappear from her life and she would be left dependent and attached to a man who couldn’t even call her his girlfriend. But it didn’t matter because she was already dependent and attached, and she’d given him the reigns to those emotions long before she’d even consciously put it together.        “i don’t think the car is moving anymore…” she said after a few beats, cheeks a flaming red once she came to reunderstand their current circumstances. The raven haired woman was almost one hundred percent sure that they’d arrived at their impending destination… and that his driver had surely heard her beg for him to come inside her. Allison wanted the ground to swallow her whole, her ears tinting as red as her cheeks as she reluctantly lifted her head from his chest and brought her arms around his shoulders. Her fingers found his nape easily and started running through the soft brown tresses she’d missed. “you owe me a dress… and i can’t leave this car because I’m naked and embarrassed.” She said matter of factly before giving into the urge of placing another full kiss on his already swollen lips. 

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     despite the mass of bodies currently stuffed inside of the limo, nothing felt as stifling as the heat radiating from the male beside her, the looming presence of his arm outreached behind her shoulders. nora did her best not to notice him too intently, but her mind echoed in the feeling against her skin, the gravitational pull, again, toward him. her body registered all of his actions, all of his slight movements with the upmost severity, not letting her mesh into the group quite as well as she would have liked. she swallowed thickly as she felt him nearing her still, the heat from his mouth reaching her skin through her hair before she turned to face him a bit more. the slight shifting in her seat and the position of the other male beside her easily sent her moving in closer to the small space he’d created. she gave in, leaning against the back of the seat, against his arm as the vehicle began moving, carting them all off on their wild adventure. “oh, please…” she smirked, jokingly rolling her eyes as she reaching down, one hand patting his thigh softly as she let it rest there, hovering against him. “i’ve dealt with far worse. i think you forget the industry i’m in. everyone feels…. entitled to me. to my time.” the brunette shrugged again, popping off the tiny cork of her miniature champagne bottle before sipping from the green-tinted bottle. “and don’t worry, i’ll be there to nurse your hangover, marky mark.”      her light eyes drifted to his own, the soft smile still painted across her lips as she found her mind wandering to the curve of his own. the chiseled features on his face. god - that shot had been strong. the tension in her own mind held her in place until she heard another man’s voice, and mark’s soon booming in shot recession. the brunette snapped her attention in anyone else’s direction, half wondering if the moment had felt as palpable to any potential on-lookers, but they were just focused on getting drunk. she didn’t know where her focus was. but she found it hard not to wilt at the mention of her best friend’s fiancée. luckily the drive to the strip club hadn’t taken too long, and soon they were all piling back out of the limo and breezing past the front door to their designated table.

mark spoke to the guys for the rest of their short trip, although he was more than aware of nora and the wafting scent of her perfume in his nostrils. the cheering in the limo once the driver came to a stop was ear numbing, but he laughed through it, gesturing for nora to exit the limo before him as they piled out of the car. he tried to keep his eyes from drifting down her long legs, or the way the dress she wore hugged the small curve of her waist because he knew he shouldn’t. Not because he hadn’t in the past, but because it was as wrong then as it was now. except now was the night of his bachelor party, because he was getting married. Mark blinked away the thoughts, sliding out of the car and closing the door behind him before they made their way inside of the establishment and to a table near the stage. His hand travelled to the bottom of nora’s back, pulling the chair next to him out for her before sitting in a chair himself. “Mark, you never pull out my chair. I’m wounded, mate.” Tom’s mocking voice was almost indecipherable across the table as he sent mark a shit-eating grin. The raven haired man rolled his eyes, laughing lowly and inaudible as he shook his head in response. “i never thought you were the jealous type, Tom.” he chided with raised brows, hearing the bellowing of laughter from the other guys before the server came up to them to get their order.         once the sever had left with their orders and one of the guys had gone and exchanged them each a few bundles of ones they were finally settled in. the table was full of whistles and claps, cheering on the current performer that had made it to the stage as mark settled back into his chair to watch with a slow clap of his own. he started throwing bills onto the stage nonchalantly as he turned a bit to the woman to his left, eyes searching her face with a small smile because although he was in a room full of beautiful woman he was happy she was here. “i give it an hour before these three are off their fucking balls and wasted.” he said privately into nora’s hair once again, his left hand falling onto her mid thigh as he spoke. “you’re a little devil y’know that? this was supposed to be a night of hotel drinks and gambling.” chuckling lightly before leaning away and throwing a few more bills on the stage.

[tangcrine]

“I used to like liquor to get me inspired 
But you look so beautiful, my new supplier
 I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking 
But I found a different buzz
 The world is a curse, it’ll kill if you let it
 I know they got pills that can help you forget it
 They bottle it, call it medicine
 But I don’t need drugs
 ‘Cause I’m already high enough” 

 high enough - k.flay

[tangcrine]

exposurc​:

     though he’d insisted on her taking the first slice, his eagerness to fill his stomach almost certainly meant he still took the first bite, having grabbed his own slice almost instantly after she’d taken her’s. the male hummed happily, eyes rolling back slightly as he swallowed and reached for a napkin for himself before placing it beneath his piece, and continued to devour his initial portion. julian took a beat after he’d eaten it, reaching out to place one hand against the exposed portion of her leg as he watched her work on her own slice. “baby, you know i missed you too. being at home without you is terrible, why do you think we’re calling constantly? i might as well just have facetime running to infinity on my phone because i just don’t want to be away from you,” he told her, reclining back on the mattress slightly as he propped himself up on one of his elbows. the mention of her pestering her sister leading up to his arrival softened his smile, the side of his head resting against his shoulder as he admired the brunette next to him. he wasn’t sure how he’d gotten so lucky to have found, and met, and been granted the opportunity to keep and claim the femme beside him as his girlfriend, but he’d never take that chance for granted.      “i’m just glad i was able to get some more time away. we’ve got like. almost an entire month to ourselves this time. i wanted to make sure we got a good stretch because those weekend trips were just not cutting it…” after another beat, jules sat up further, crossing his own legs on the mattress before he grabbed another slice and guided it to his lips. post-chewing, he wiped his hands and mouth on another of the napkins. “how have streaming things been going? are you going live tonight still?”

“I know, I know... I’m just happy you’re here,” she said honestly, smiling as she continued to eat her slice of pizza. her nerves had eaten at her appetite, and the hunger she’d had lying dormant was making an appearance now. the hand not holding a slice of pizza placed itself over his on her thigh. her fingers spread between his, folding into his palm and letting herself feel the warmth radiating from his skin. “i don’t know where your putting all that pizza, babe. feel free to chew.” she teased, all in good fun because she was already going for a second slice herself. zoe always felt at ease with him, like she could just be herself. that was something she didn’t get with too many people. her parents didn’t raise her to be ‘herself’, they raised her to lack individuality and character, to be the perfect little girl in their holiday postcard. but he didn’t need her to be that, he didn’t want her to be that, and she couldn't be happier for it. snapping herself to reality, she smiled at her boyfriend, nodding because she was also excited to see him for more than two days at the end of the week.          “i’m excited. though i’m greedy so i still wish it was longer.” laughing lightly after she’d taken yet another bite of her pizza. she’d wanted to say she wish he could stay forever, that he could move over here and say with her but she knew better than to ask that of him. it wasn’t fair, to ask him to uproot his life to be with her but she thought that wishful thinking didn’t hurt. “i have a bunch of places i want to go to together, their in my phone notes. especially this ceramic painting place, figured you’d show off and i could try to keep up.” she joked, finishing the pizza in her hand and cleaning her hands with a napkin before setting it back on her lap to grab his hand. “not tonight, the only thing i’m paying attention to tonight is you.”

[insporp]

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[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     despite the intensity of the moment, it felt like it was solely shared between just the two of them - regardless of the way her noises seemed to echo back to them from the bricked exteriors of the other buildings surrounding them. the fading evening light dimmed further as the rays peaking through the spaces between the buildings fell beneath the horizon, the only thing outstretching over the sky above them now was the stars and those delicious sounds leaving the femme’s plump lips. the closeness of their forms, the proximity of their frames left nothing to the imagination by way of her needs, her wants, and exactly what she was feeling, though soon enough she’d announced herself losing her grip. the dark haired male pressed his wicked grin tighter against her cunt, the movement of his tongue and all of it’s motions unrelenting, possibly quickening, intensifying as he worked to drive her directly to her end. he angled himself lower, giving up a bit of the stance he’d taken from below her as he poised his chin beneath her.       jaws parted, his tongue never leaving the heat of her slick folds, burying itself between her walls, feeling all of their pulsing, those soft contractions further cuing him in on her impending doom. he felt giddy with excitement. one hand left her waist, smoothing over the expanse of one of her hips, across her stomach to her navel where he pressed down, fingers dragging against the soft skin of her stomach until his thumb was able to reach down to the front of her sex. the pad of that digit pressed in, finding her clit with ease, supplying that tender bud with a stroke or two, a few slow circles, momentum building within that touch before he was coaxing her orgasm further, relentless motion against those nerves, his tongue pumping itself inside of her pussy in time as he waited to taste her release on his tongue. 

        “Fuck- oh my god…” gasping for breath as more wanton moans left her body from his intensified actions. She knew she was going to come, that she was right at the precipice of bliss and stars but seven’s actions threaten to put her in touch with the universe. Natalia was sure if she closed her eyes she’d see constellations. She wanted to see constellations, hips riding his sinful lips as they stuttered in movement with his actions. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave the moment his thumb stroked her swollen pink bundle of nerves. She parted her lips in a silent scream, looking up at the night sky with small tears in her eyes as her grip on his hair tightened. Her cunt was pulsing, her arousal softly gushing on his protruding tongue as it pumped into the tight hole through her orgasm. The red haired woman was practically shaking, the touch of his thumb on her clit too much for her to handle once the waves of her arrival had calmed. She couldn’t speak, overrun by over sensitivity so instead she pulled back at his hair slightly. shuddering gasps came from her lips as her hips twitched to escape his expert touch, lower petals glowing next to his lips from the orgasm he’d coaxed from her.        Natalia waited until his face was lifted from its spot between her legs to move one of the hands in his hair to his cheek. She ran her thumb over his lips and caught some of the arousal that was there, bring it to her lips and sucking the thumb into her own mouth. Her eyes were curious and blown wide, looking down at him with intensity as she hummed at her own taste once it hit her mouth. The red head released her thumb with a soft pop, licking her lips and letting her hand fall back to his hair, running her petite hands through the soft raven tresses. It felt like she was in an intense game of chess, staring down at him and waiting for his next move as she thought and decided on what she wanted. although, she’d decided she’d wanted him long before they’d arrived at this rooftop— so thinking was moot. “Are you going to come in my mouth now?” She asked fearlessly, the liquid courage from the bar still easing her nerves and pushing her to speak her desire the way she wishes she always could. “Or is this the part where you fuck me…”

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     it was absolutely pathetic and she knew it, could feel the reality of her situation settling in over her gradually more exposed body. she felt lost, floating on a cloud, stuck on her own island as the intensity from both the actual and assumed pressure swelled in her mind. her body writhed between the pair overseeing her pleasure, the arch in her back from sofia’s movements only contrasting with the shuddering from the hold jason took over her breasts, the difference in pressure applied, the combined efforts already, before anyone had even truly touched the most sensitive part of her body. it was all too much, the soft trembling of her body, the thirst on her lips as she felt the added moisture from hr eyes coating the inner portion of her lashes, only soft whines leaking past her full lips as she listened to them speak like she wasn’t even there. why did it feel so fucking hot?      “i wanna be taken care of,” noelle finally squeaked, eyes hardly able to focus on the homme as her eyelids fluttered shut again, teeth gritting as she felt her body tense in another show of the raw edges of her nerves. she felt more frozen than before as her underwear were removed, the cooler temperature from the room air was noticeable instantly against the warm juices leaking from her swollen lower petals. her legs spread easily, the guiding touch almost not necessary as her body craved it all before it was ever offered. it was impossible not to cry out as the femme’s pair of digits slipped against her core, a sharp, deep inhale drawn through her parted lips, a stammered cry rolling her from her tongue at the pressure applied to the bundle of nerves at the apex of her cunt. “i fucking told you,” she whimpered, barely able to crack her eyes open as she struggled to keep her cool, though that ship had long since sailed. noe watched the woman’s fingers move above her, eyes widening, the muttered offer washing over her as she parted her lips, tongue extended past the swell of her bottom pillow as she waited the arrival of the woman’s digits. it was only after a moment that she realized that the offer was not meant for her, but for jason, and she couldn’t help but mewl, soft droplets of saliva rolling down her still-extended tongue. 

Jason licked his lips, savoring the thought of her cunt in his mouth because all he could do was watch from his position next to her head. Noelle was his own personal vice, he doubted he’d ever get enough of her. She was so fucking precious, so soft and pliable for them and so eager to please and be pleased. “Are you gonna let Sofia make you cum, baby?” He asked as Sofia’s fingers ran through her shiny lower lips, eyes drinking in her parted thighs and remembering the way they clench around his hips when she’s riding him. Jason’s eyes snap up to the fingers in the air, grabbing Sofia’s wrist with a smirk as he looks down at Noelle. That smirk only deepens as he sucks her dripping juices off Sofia’s fingers, not breaking eye contact until he’s done. “Taste so good, baby.” He praised, giving her nipples another light pinch before he brought his fingers to the seam of his joggers and pushed them down. “You’re in for a treat, Sof.” sending her a wink before groaning as he finally had a full grasp of his cock. 

“they’re not for you, conejita.” she said teasingly, winking down at her with a gleam in her eye as jason finally grabbed her wrist. Sofia watched Jason with a grin, retrieving her fingers once they were clean and bringing them back to her folds. “i know, wanna taste it from the source.” She said matter of factly, using her other hand to steady herself on noelles thigh as the other spread her lower lips with her pointer and middle finger. The brunette didn’t waste any time, bending down until she was face to face with her pussy and let her tongue delve between her folds. She tasted divine, licking off the wetness that covered her slightly swollen inner lips first with a satisfied hum.  She could hear Jason’s soft grunting from above her, already knowing the distinct sound he emitted when stroking his cock. But she ignored it, taking noelle’s trembling form as motivation to continue, flicking her tongue over her clit before licking down to her entrance and lapping up her arousal. “So good…” she murmured against her cunt, lips moving upward to suck on the small bundle of nerves instead. 

[tangcrine]

lilacwiine·:

it’s definitely a more intimate moment than what hera shared with her other customers, and definitely not something that would probably be deemed as very acceptable. however, there was no one around that was going to tell that she was spending her time on shift ogling some hot guy. even if will was a little more than ‘some hot guy’. she glanced down at their hands as will’s  tightened around her’s, before she was facing mourning the loss of it. without a word she took her hands back to her own side, tucking them beneath the table and lacing her fingers. “of course,” she muttered, wetting her lower lip. calling him cute was definitely a rookie move, one she was eager to get past. “maybe we’re both a little loopy.” it seemed reasonable enough to think — it would explain a lot. like how seeing him caused a flurry of emotions to erupt within her. “that’s a good thing though, i suppose. i’m glad you feel like you can relax here. that’s kind of what we try to go for.” if she made it more about the business and less about herself, hopefully he wouldn’t think she was getting her wires crossed anywhere. even if she very much was. “apart from during lunch hour — you’ll want to avoid the place then. that’s a nightmare every day. it’s been especially bad this week since they’re doing some work on a construction site up the road, i’m so excited for my day off.” 

he didn’t take his eyes off of her, noting the new location of her hands and trying to dissect her body language. “maybe.” he parroted, although he was feeling anything but sloppy. he was feeling wide awake, very in tune with himself as he sat across from her in the diner. the interest in her presence and the fact that he had just had a midnight cup of coffee making him extremely alert but he decided to play it off. will thought her masqueraded bashfulness was adorable, so much so that the smile he’d had sneaking on his face all night was still making an appearance. he made every attempt to not cant his head to the side in curiosity, trying to decipher what he had done that didn’t convey his very specific interest in her as an individual and not the establishment she was a part of. “the diner is very relaxing, but that isn’t usually what relaxes me when i’m here.” he said nonchalantly with a shrug, folding his hands on his side of the table and laying them flat. “i’ll make sure to stay away.” chuckling as he continues to relax back into the leather behind him. “any plans for the big day?” he pried, hoping it would be on the empty side for his sake. he wanted to make his intentions clear, and what better way to do it than asking her to see him outside of her workday?

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     once he’d set his sights on the set of lips inches away from his own, on level, hovering and waiting for his own to join them, he’d not been able to focus on a single thing the brunet had said. he was sure it was something brooding, likely rude and yet charming, something he’d have smiled at, but the pulsing pain from his busted nose in combination with the swelling feeling in his chest as he felt that swell in the silence, the baited breath between them, the synchronized inhale before nick took that plunge. he felt as though he were in a sensory deprivation tank and yet he was feeling absolutely everything about this moment ten fold. on instinct, his body took advantage of the moment of weakened resolve as their lips finally touched, freeing his hands from the pinning the other had accomplished as his large palms moved to the side of the homme’s face.       lorenzo hummed into the other’s mouth, the ache in his nose all but vanished despite the way their faces collided, despite the canting of his own head and the sure nudging his nose was taking. he tasted his blood on the other man’s tongue, hot and sticky, that pink muscles swiping over the other’s as he groaned. one hand slipped back from nick’s cheek, thick fingers embedded in the mussed tufts of hair belonging to the other as he bent his knees, the natural spread of his legs making it easy to gain more feeling of the other between them as he bit at his bottom lip, nibbling at first before he sunk his teeth in a little harder, tugging that bottom pillow toward his own mouth before it popped from between his teeth. molten, chocolate orbs, hooded with lust finally met nick’s own gaze, one hand leaving the other’s cheek for a moment as he wiped at his own face, smearing bits of crimson across his cheek before he lifted his head from the mat below and moved to lock their lips together again.

       nick internally argued with himself for doing the one thing he was so desperate for, but ignored the nagging in his head instead. he pressed on, groaning against Enzo's lips and withholding a victory smirk because the taste of copper was thick on his tongue. he enjoyed relishing in his victory, telling himself the rough kisses on his lips were the prize he’d been championing for. the feeling of hands-on his face were welcome, pleasant as he felt his cheeks heat from their actions. nick wasn’t sure why he was so attracted to the other, because he knew that's what this was, unhinged attraction-- but he didn’t care. at least not when they were like this, blood and perspiration covering their skin and adrenaline running through their veins. it was the only way he could give in to his desires. but he wanted him just as much as he needed to breathe, watching him during trainings out of the corner of his eyes with a hunger. `but he was here now, lips pressed to the others and every longing thought pushed to the back burner.           Nick's hands had found themselves cradling the sides of Enzo's face, thumbs splayed on stubbled cheeks as his palms cupped his sharp jaw. the feeling of teeth tugging at his bottom lip sending a thrill through his bones from the tinge of pain. a low moan leaving his throat as their lips ceased contact. “...like you better like this.” he muttered with clouded eyes as he looked down at the other, heavy breaths fanning the others crimson-stained cheeks as he tried to focus. before his brain could fully gather itself enzo’s lips were on him again, taking what remained of his breath away and increasing the hammering in his chest. his lips moved feverishly, tongue carving its way through his mouth with abandon, memorizing the taste in the back of his mind. his body pressed in, almost laying on the other as their bodies flushed together. he could feel his length protruding in the front of his shorts, pressing itself against Enzo shamelessly. “fuck.” the pressure felt like a jolt of electricity through his body, the profanity unconsciously flowing from his lips. 

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     it felt freeing. it felt like everything she’d known and been told that it would. laying it all out on the stage, pouring her heart snd soul into her songs, into her performance. the singles were hits already, having been out for almost a week and already eating up the playtime on radio stations nation and surely world-wide. rovena felt more accomplished than she ever had, and she’d just finished her first award show performance. all of the applause from other famous and infinitely talented people kind of hit different, and her head was swimming. but all of the joy, all of the emotion sitting in the depth of her smile was wiped clean as she pushed the door open to her dressing room. the flowers tucked into her arm nearly fell from her grip as she faltered, only offering the homme an eye roll as she tried to keep a firm hold on her resolve. “i have nothing to run from,” she stated coldly, moving to the backlit mirror where she sat her bouquet down and turned to face the brunet, one hand perched on her hip as she other rested on the empty chair across from where the male was sitting. “who let you back here? what do you want?”

he chuckled, rolling his eyes at her response because he’d expected nothing less. “always the firecracker, rov.” he pushed himself up from the seat he was occupying, standing tall across from her. she looked beautiful, as always, but if anything it just made him angrier. he couldn’t get out of her spell, couldn’t get over her no matter how he tried and watching her sing so nonchalantly about getting over him made him fume. “lest you forget i have access to backstage just as much as you do,-” he tsked, laughing a bit at her expense, but more so to ease the tension that threatened to climb between his shoulder blades as he took another step towards her. “- but i wanted to talk to you, clearly.” his hands gestured around them, to the fact that he was indeed in her dressing room for a reason. he was deflecting and he knew it, using snide comments to hide the fact that her performance to the song he’d refused to hear prior to coming to the show got under his skin. he knew it was about him, everyone knew it was about him, and that only made it that much worse. “congrats on your big performance, i’m honored to be the subject that pops that little cherry.”

[tangcrine]

exposurc·:

     the sensation of both sets of hands on her was almost too much for her mind and body to handle, as though she could have gotten any more turned on by this entire situation. the soft coaxing of the male sitting behind her head, all of his words, the continued, soft teasing from down of the individuals working on her body. noelle felt her mind swimming, taking on water rapidly. the admission from the femme of her intention to get off to her stream earlier in the day made her smirk, that soft bit of pride shining through. she could feel her toes curling, the tension in her lower half, the soft trembling of her hands as they rested against sofia’s thighs as her breasts were full exposed, the wire and the fabric of the cups only aiding in their exposure as it gathered against the underside of both mounds. she couldn’t fight it, the soft shudder that rakes over her petite frame, the further stiffening of those nipples under the influence of the woman’s touch. she inhaled deeply, combined with the arch in her back, causing her chest to protrude further, and only sending her tits further into the woman’s hands. noe felt her eyes fluttering shut, a weak and desperate moan drifting from her lips before she opened her eyes again, giving her an inverted visual of jason still sitting right behind her, watching her.       she felt her cheeks warming, her body slowly relaxing once more, the apex of her scapulas touching the ground once more as her eyes drifted to the woman wielding her body and her reactions. she nodded, her reaction eager, enthusiastic almost, to admit how much she was enjoying it, admit how much she’d loved putting on a show just for jason, despite whoever else had watched it. “f-fuck,” she mewled, back arching again, the tensing rolling down her body as she rocked her hips up against the femme above her, the small friction only aided by the sheer amount of lubrication she could feel built up between her legs from her arousal. she moaned again, a sharp noise, a second thrust of her hips as she squeezed the other woman’s hips. “please… please, please, sofia…” she tried, her voice conveying all of her despair, all of the anguished arousal as she whined, teeth scraping over her bottom lip. “i want your fingers inside of me, please… please… i need something…”

“such a good girl.” he goaded, watching the way she pushed her breast into sofia’s hands unflinching. his hand had moved to barely cup her neck, thumb lifted to trace the edge of her jaw as he watched the ministrations of the woman above her and noelle’s delicious little reactions. “she always looks so good when she begs.” looking over to sofia with a smirk, the look in his eyes being all she needed to see before she was climbing off her and working on the seam of noelle’s bottoms. “we’re gonna take such good care of you, baby, do you want that?” he murmured, teasing her because he enjoyed hearing her, listening to her say how much she wanted every single thing he did to her. the hand at her jaw slid down to noelle’s now vacant breast, his other joining in and softly massaging the mounds in his large palms. the straining in his pants was almost painful, the feel of her breasts in his hands doing little to help his resolve but he held strong, pinching the pebbles and pulling upwards. it was a contrast from sofia’s touch, and he wanted to relish in the way noelle’s body would react to the differing overstimulation.

“the fucking prettiest. look at those pretty little lips when she says please, killing me.” Sofia speaks with hooded eyes, kneeling besides noelle’s body with a mission on her mind and lithe fingers hard at work to pull her pants down her body. she wanted her to bad it was almost taking over her motor functions, but appearing out of her cool wasn't sofia, so her demeaner remained poised. “Relax, conejita. I’ll give you whatever you want.” She hummed, hooking her fingers on both sides of her panties before pulling them down. whatever poised demeanor she still posessed made way to the exit the woment the small fabric was off noelle's body. The brunette was fucking enamored by the glossy sheen of her lower lips, the soft tinge of pinks welling from the days previous orgasms perfectly visible in the living room lighting. “Fuck me.” The words fell breathlessly and effortlessly from her lips, “you’re soaked.” Sofia didn’t waste any time, feeling the pool of arousal starting to form in her own panties from watching the other. Small hands coaxed her thighs apart, trailing up her inner thighs until she reached her center. Two manicured fingers slid through her folds, catching some of the arousal at her entrance and sliding it over her clit a few times before bringing up her now soaked fingertips to the man across from her. “You want to do the honors?”

[tangcrine]

All the pretty girls in the world But I'm in this space with you Colored out the lines I came to find, my fire was fate with you Heartache would stay with you Fly great escapes with you

- cat and winnie - 

@exposurc​ honey by kehlani