wild at heart

zella, twenty-three, coyote. you catch more flies with honey than vinegar

[zella-hartdale]

Zella had been able to fill the week without Gillian pretty easily. A little extra quality time with her girls, doting on Celeste, and an extra shift or two at the bar did the trick just fine. That didn’t make her miss her girlfriend any less, though. She’d been giddy all day as she waited for it to be time to pick her up from the airport. She’d outdone herself in the extra department with a sign, flowers, and a small care package of Gillian’s favorite snacks. Finally, Gillian’s plane began letting people out and she saw her her favorite face in the crowd. She had every intention of staying put with her sign held up but as soon as she was close enough she wouldn’t have to knock anyone over to get to her, Zella jumped into her arms and kissed her. “Hi,” she breathed against her lips. “I missed you.” She kissed her again without a care in the world for anyone around them. “Welcome home. I may have gone overboard just a little.” @itsgillianstupid​

[zella-hartdale]

Text 📱Coyotes

Celeste: I figured I could spare you hearing me scream in joy over the phone but i'm pregnant, Z. 😭😭😭😭

Celeste: Can't believe i'm actually happy about a positive pee stick, college me would be disgusted.

Zella: WHAT?!

Zella: YOU'RE TELLING ME OVER TEXT SO I CAN'T SCREAM IN YOUR FACE?! CEL CONGRATS OMG!!! WE HAVE TO CELEBRATE!!

[zella-hartdale]

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Celeste: Please confirm you're sitting down or at least not standing in traffic at the moment.

Zella: You know me, always just standing in traffic. What's up?

[zella-hartdale]

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Gillian liked to take the lead most of the time and Zella liked to let her just as much. Every once in a while, though, the mood struck and she took the reins. Each time she was gifted with the surprise of her girlfriend’s face and the unmatched arousal that came from getting her off. Now that she was settled between her legs, both of them naked, Zella wanted to tease her a bit longer before she gave Gillian what she wanted. Her lips and tongue worked in tandem and left sloppy kisses up her inner thigh. Once the corner of her mouth reached her labia she pulled back and set to work on the other leg. “And where exactly will you be thinking about my tongue being? Where do you want it now, baby?”

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“i love your optimism.” she could have laughed, probably would have if they weren’t getting horizontal. if anyone were to observe their dynamic zella was terminally optimistic and gillian was the grumpy realist. the switch up would have been funny if zella hadn’t been so preoccupied with tasting her. “just do it.” she smiled as she complied and took her time warming gillian up. “wait--” she shook her head, meeting her eyes as she moved lower and settled herself between her legs. she made quick work of the rest of gillian’s clothes and then looked up at her again as her lips made contact with the inside of her thigh. “tell me again how much you’ll miss me now.”

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“lucky for you it turns me on when you act like a brat.” zella leaned into her touch as things escalated steadily. “an ocean would be ideal but i’ll take what i can get since we’re in the midwest and all.” she sighed heatedly at the feeling of gillian’s teeth. she leaned back so she could remove gillian’s shirt before she let herself get too caught up in the feeling. she’d been issued a challenge after all. “lay down.” she ordered, putting some strength behind her voice. she turned with her so that gillian had room to lay back. “a beach with a hotel nearby sounds perfect, baby.” she whispered the words against her skin as her lips traveled across her chest and down to one breast. her hand began kneading the other as she pulled the fabric of gillian’s bra down and caught her other nipple between her lips.

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“You’re getting a little too cocky there, coyote. I’m this close to starting to think that you’re all talk, you know?” She was egging her on, because well she could br bratty too in her own way in service of getting what she want, which usually was adult themed more often than not, but she couldn’t help it that she had a high libido and a girlfriend who looked and looked at her the way Zella did. Casually, Gillian slipped her hands under Zella’s shirt and dragged them upwards, taking the fabric up with them until she could slip it off of the coyote completely, “Mhm, I know my audience, babe. Camping isn’t your idea of a good time and that’s cool. So let’s figure out what would be. I’m all ears.” She told her, despite her starting to plant kisses slowly all over her chest.

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“and you’re full of shit, baby. you forget i’ve played this game with you every time and i know your m.o.” zella met her lips again but soon trailed off along her jawline and to her neck. “you want to get a rise outta me just so i’ll prove my skills. and you know what? the gag is i’d do either way.” they both knew zella would put a little extra spice behind her touch after the challenge was issued, though. gillian could work her just as easily as she could work gillian. she lifted her arms as her shirt moved up her back. her fingers sunk into the hair at the back of her head as her lips moved over her chest. “somewhere with a pool. how far a drive do you think it is for a good beach?”

[zella-hartdale]

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“I hate you.” Gillian told Zella, seeing it written all over her face that she was taking a victory then and there. The moan that came out of Gillian’s mouth when Zella took her bottom lip between her teeth was involuntary, “You wish.” She wiggled her eyebrows, “Your lack of self-control is one of my favorite things about you. But I didn’t get beyond road trip, you can pick the destination if you want. I’d suggest camping but I don’t know how much you’d actually enjoy that.”

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“no you don’t.” she said, sweetly. zella’s smile only grew when she heard the moan she’d elicited from her. “you love me and for good reason.” she kissed her again, taking her time because they had nowhere to be. “it works in your favor more often than not, of course you love that about me. yeah camping sounds... like hell to be fair. you were thinking like, a full on tent and peeing in the woods and all that? no showers or fans or anything?”

[zella-hartdale]

text | nixon

nixon: oh yeah. my main goal now is to be so fucking cute.

nixon: we could go to the bar.

zella: cute isn't an insult, hun. take the w

zella: sounds good. meet you in an hour?

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“I didn’t say anything about you being on top.” Gillian told her and kept a hold of Zella’s hips to keep her in place, “I’m breathing fine and we’ve spent much more time apart than this.” Zella’s leaving aside, Gillian lived in a different state wehn they’d first gotten together officially. “If I don’t get sexy pictures from you then what am I supposed to do?” It was Gillian’s turn to pout though she had the good sense not to joke about getting them from Dulcie instead. “You know i’m going to miss you everyday, right?”

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zella took it as a win and she smirked as she settled back down onto gillian’s lap. her fingernails dragged lightly along her arms as she looked down into her eyes. “you’re right, obviously. but if i’m not crying about it for the entire lead up to your flight than who am i anymore?” her lips curved slowly into a smile as gillian’s lip popped out. zella leaned in and caught her bottom lip gently between her teeth before kissing her again. “suffer?” she suggested lightly. “i’m going to miss you, too. you know you’re gonna land and already have sexy pictures from me, i have no self control. where are you thinking about for our weekend trip?”

[zella-hartdale]

text | nixon

nixon: i'm not sure you could honestly get over something like that.

nixon: i'm free if you want to do something. honestly i've spent the last few hours watching movies with zara so i'm due for adult time.

zella: i don't think i could.

zella: look at you step-daddy nixon that's so fucking cute. what would make you feel more adult right now?

[zella-hartdale]

text | nixon

nixon: it's been so long i'm surprised you remember what my dumb face looks like.

zella: it's starting to get fuzzy which is why we have to hang out asap before you fade forever from my memory. how tragic would that be?

[zella-hartdale]

itsgillianstupid​:

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“Nope, I hate it, I just didn’t want to give you a complex about it.” She was obviously bluffing, they both know timid compliance was not even remotely what Gillian was into when it came to a partner. “Begging?” She asked while her arms circled Zella’s waist, holding back any sort of audible reaction to Zella pressing her hips down, though her own hips betrayed her a bit by involuntarily moving upwards in an effort to meet hers. “I’m only going to be there for a week and a half, walk in the park. Plus what do they say about what absence does to the heart?”

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“wow, okay. i had no idea. i’ll ease up for you then, baby. don’t worry. it’ll be smooth sailing and no talking back from me starting right now.” zella drew her finger across her chest in two slashes as a physical promise. “it’s probably annoying then that i’m here on top of you now, huh? i can get off and give you space to breathe...” she called gillian’s bluff and pulled back, starting the move to get off of her. “a week and a half may as well be forever but fine. i’ll try my best to enjoy our time apart while our hearts grow fonder. i won’t even send you sexy pictures so you won’t be distracted from your amazing time in amazing mexico.”

[zella-hartdale]

itsgillianstupid​:

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“I’m sorry that’s the impression I’ve been giving you this entire time.” She was just talking shit now, the bulk of her attention not on her shit talking, but on Zella’s lips and her laugh, and the feeling of the bartender against her that was such a source of comfort to her. She gambled, letting herself fall back into this pattern, feeling safe with Zella but one she was glad she took in the moment, because as cheesy and eye roll worthy as it was, this felt like a home to her, even if she was still working on taking compliments in stride without deflecting or joking or  being self deprecating. “You? Petty? No.” She pressed her forehead against Zella’s, “Do you think you can get a weekend off before I go to Mexico with Dulcie? I think I want to take like a weekend trip or something if you’re into it." 

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“oh yeah? so you don’t like it when i push back or tell you no?” she asked, an innocent look taking over her features. “because i can stop and change it up to make you happy. how long do you think before you get tired of timid compliance and are begging for the brat to come back?” zella pressed her hips down against gillian’s in an effort to build some tension that she may or may not followthrough on like the brat she was. she groaned softly and her bottom lip jutted out a bit. “how long are you gonna be in mexico, again? to answer your question, yes to the weekend trip. i can get someone to cover me.”

[zella-hartdale]

itsgillianstupid​:

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“Be the etsy shop you want to see in the world.” Gillian’s hands rested on top of Zella’s thighs, running her palms up and down slowly. “And remind me again when it is that you are okay with being held accountable for your actions, brat?” She chuckled as she met Zella half way, and rolled her eyes as she broke apart, not the best at being praised, “Oh yeah? Me talking about my trauma really turns the inspiration meter up for you?”

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zella shook her head and leaned back in to meet her lips again. she was happy to distract from the questions with a deeper kiss. “you like that i’m a brat.” she laughed under her breath and shook her head. “you doing something that matters to you and knowing it makes a difference turns up the inspiration meter a bit, yeah. and lowkey i love that you were the hottest person on that panel and and i got to kiss you when it was over. i’m petty like that.”

[zella-hartdale]

text | nixon

zella: what are your plans this weekend?

zella: you're gonna make fun of me but idc. i miss your dumb face. let's hang out.

[zella-hartdale]

itsgillianstupid​:

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“Isn’t that a phrase just waiting to be plastered on somebody’s protest sign - ‘Not a cute look, America!’.” Gillian groaned dramatically as if Zella on top of her was a labor rather than a preferred position, “And I’ll remind you that zodiac anything is bullshit and your dramatics are all on you, not the alignment of the stars. Or on me for that matter. But in the spirit of pride, you can kiss me I guess.”

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zella laughed. “i’m surprised i haven’t seen it already. it’s begging for an etsy shop with mugs and posters. make it that vintage 70s font and you’ve got a best seller.” her smile only grew as gillian groaned because she knew damn well she had no objections to their position. “i will not be held accountable for my actions on the month after pride month! bold of you to suggest i do.” she grinned as she leaned down and kissed her slowly. “i know i’ve said it already like, 100 times, but i can’t stop thinking about you on that panel. i’m so proud of you, baby.”