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It is time for you to shine all on your own. SIMONE ASHLEY as KATE SHARMA BRIDGERTON — 2.08 • The Viscount Who Loved Me

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Ebony really loved her job. She was proud of the work she'd put into the bakery, but also the love she put into all her baked goods, every day. She'd been in the middle of packing some cupcakes into to go boxes for an organised pick up, when she heard the door chime. She didn't look up from her task, carefully sliding the cardboard together, until she heard a very familiar voice. Valeria. Like clock work, the gorgeous woman would waltz in for a chat, a cupcake (always red velvet, although Ebony had tried to suggest others) and a croissant. She saw her multiple times a week, and Ebony very much appreciated the business.

Ebony was sure that there were treats at the restaurant, but if Valeria wanted to indulge, she wasn't going to protest. The woman was stunning, and charming, and how can you resist somebody who loves your baked goods that much?

"It's a good thing red velvet cupcakes are part of the regular menu," she chuckled quietly, turning to face the woman. Ebony absentmindly fiddled with her apron, wiping some of the flour off of it, before stepping forward, with a bounce of her ponytail.

"Is being addicted to sweets really a bad thing?' Ebony teases, stopping on the other side of the register to Valeria. "Would you like your croissant warmed up today?" She offers, before her eyes suddenly twinkle.

"Oh, please let me add a cookie - for free. I've been experimenting with a new recipe and I'm not sure if it's good, but you have excellent taste.."

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it was idiotic - for val to be so eager to get off of the lunch shift of prepping salads and schmoozing regulars at her restaurant. even more idiotic for her to hang her apron up and sneak out of the restaurant to go around the corner to the bakery she found herself frequenting. she had a limited amount of time before dinner service, and this is how she was spending it? pretending to not flirt with the cute baker who owned the place? idiotic.

that was the word on her mind until she opened the door, the chime of her entry being the only thing to break the silence as she approached the display case. "hi," she started, trying to be casual but feeling anything but, "happy friday." she fought the urge to ask for "her usual", because that would be presumptuous, but she really did come in here asking for the same thing every other damn day. "red velvet cupcake and a croissant, please. you've created an addicted monster out of me, you know."

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Olivia shook her head with an amused chuckle. "Now that's one hell of a middle name," she murmurs, as she feels Arden's hand touch hers. Olivia's slender fingers tuck underneath the waistband easily, drifting downwards, until they are wrapping around a hefty cock and Olivia can't help the giggle that escapes, as her smirk grows.

"Well, it's hard to pick because I think we have so many options," she offers, playfully, before she gives a little tug, just as she opens her mouth to speak again, voice hushed but oh so clear.

"I want you to ruin my ass, Daddy." A little dangerous, perhaps, but with her hand wrapped around Arden, and the way she feels her own thighs twitch..dangerous can be fun if it pays off, right?

arden welcomes that closer contact, eyes meeting her friend's with a widening smile at her teasing. "mm, totally could be," she agreed, "if that middle name slot wasn't taken. arden 'big dick' bryant has too good of a ring to it to give up." warmth of alcohol flushing her cheeks, the redhead outright grins as she lets olivia whisper right in her ear. she's suddenly so glad they had those last couple drinks together.

"wait, what is it you want, exactly?" arden feigns ignorance, but her hand moves right to olivia's at her waist. bold touch for bold touch, she encourages olivia's fingers to slip under that waistband, where over a bit of smooth skin, they'd soon reach arden's thick cock—which has been waiting years for this moment. "i'm not really getting it. you might really have to spell it out for me."

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"Wine would be great - just a little glass though," Saskia offers a smile, as she turns back to face him. "White, if you have it, but I don't mind," she adds, before her eyebrow quirks, at the sudden sound of music. Her gaze drifts around his apartment, taking in the smooth jazz that was now crooning out of speakers, and she can't help but blush slightly.

Saskia knows exactly why they are here, but the little reminders in what he does, make her heart pound and her core flutter. The blonde steps towards the couch, gracefully sinking down onto it and crossing her legs, hands coming to rest in her lap as she watches him.

"I'm glad I found you tonight, I cant imagine it was going to be a very fun night otherwise.."

As Giorgio opened the door to his loft apartment, his cock stirred in his suit pants. He knew that if he played his cards right, sex with the gorgeous blonde could be mere minutes away. Ever the gentleman with a lover, Giorgio let Saskia step inside first, his gaze naturally raking up and down her figure again as he followed her inside.

“Why thank you,” he murmured to her praise of his apartment. “I love living here.” Closing the door behind them, Giorgio turned back to Saskia and smiled. “Drink?” he asked, extending a hand in the direction of the kitchen before starting to head towards it, leading her a step in front. It took them mere moments to reach it, and as they did so, Giorgio turned back to Saskia and said, “I’ve got coffee, wine or something stronger. What would you like to drink, gorgeous>”

Aware he was laying on the charm, Giorgio went further as he awaited her answer. He pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped it a few times, activating the bluetooth speakers he had dotted around the apartment, playing a sensual modern jazz track, part of a playlist that could always be relied upon to help get the mood going for his hookups. 

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Ellie doesn't mind the banter. Sure, it's a bit of small talk and that can be slightly painful, but she has a drink in hand, and the snacks really have been deliciouseven if she'd much prefer a different snack..that can be a later on thing. For now, the food being passed around is actually rather good - and she's done a very good job of not making a mess..thank god.

What she does mind, is watching people flirt with her sister. Alexa is allowed to have friends, hell Alexa is allowed to talk to whoever she wants but Ellie can't help the jealousy that starts to build. Alexa is rather charming, Ellie knows that, she gets through conversations smoothly, but there isn't a hint of something there..right? The co-worker seems to be overly talkative and into Alexa, so it's a little hard to ignore.

That's why she pouts over the top of her wine glass, looking a little unconvinced. There's a hint of a smile flickering across blue hues as she says bunny, but Ellie's eyebrows narrow for a moment.

"Maybe I'm just a little jealous that you work with such pretty people every day." Just a little, right? It wasn't that obvious..right?

"And she couldn't stop staring at your boobs..like come on.." Ellie muttered, with a little shake of her head. She knows at the end of the day her sister always comes back to her, but having witnessed the flirting right in front of her, as unsettled her a little. "She could have at least tried to be subtle about it.."

alexa takes great pride in pulling that giggle from her sister in such a formal setting, and her smile is not a little smug as she takes in her twin's blushing cheeks. "mhmm, i think you tell me every time," she agrees. "but i always love hearing it."

the gala is in full swing with guests mingling and conversation and wine flowing. tall as they are, the identical twins striding through the crowd together, though, demand attention by their sheer quiet presence. they're definitely dressed for the occasion, from diamond jewelry and designer dresses all the way down to their killer heels—ellie's outfit curated by none other than her loving sister, of course. to say they turn heads and stop conversation in its tracks around them wouldn't be an overstatement, and alexa tries not to smirk too clearly as she holds her sister's hand.

she's a woman on a mission, though. alexa wasn't kidding about the snacks. she parks them right at the best spot for that and snags wine for them. truthfully, she would've been perfectly happy to spend the whole night at the gala chatting and giggling with her sister right here, but they do get pulled into some mingling. they prove to be a popular duo, and not everyone's interest seems to be strictly innocent—as a brief chat with one of alexa's friends from work apparently shows.

she can see the way ellie looks at the other woman after that friendly visit, and oh, if eyes could throw daggers. "ellieee," alexa teases quietly once they have the spot to themselves again. she sips her wine as she raises her brow at her other half. "if i didn't know better, i'd think you looked a little jealous. don't worry, bunny. she's not my type."

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"Oh, you think I'm teasing you on purpose?' Elsie can't help but giggle as she feels Dakota's fingers give a squeeze. "Maybe I just look this good, don't you think?" She giggles as she turns towards her, eyes innocent.

"Or maybe you just keep staring, Dakota. I'm just trying to work.."

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“YOU   REALIZE   YOU'RE   FUCKIN'   killing   me,   right?"   dakota's   hand   moved   down   her   co-worker's   back   to   settle   on   her   ass,   giving   it   a   gentle   squeeze.   her   lips   ghosted   over   the   woman's   collarbone   gingerly.   they'd   been   messing   around   for   months   during   lunch   breaks   at   the   diner   and   somehow   it   made   the   work   day   more   excruciating.   she   was   so   hard   to   resist.   “have   you   always   been   this   much   of   a   tease?”

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Everly's eyebrows sky rocket, lips parting and getting ready to protest about being told to shut up, when a squeal escapes instead, as she is lifted into the air. She blinked up at him, expectantly, once her ass hit the wooden desk, before her glossed lips smirk, fingers flexing a little against the fabric of his pants.

"Mmm," she offers against his lips, finger tips starting to stroke the bulge through the fabric before she huffs softly, as his lips remove themselves, just briefly.

"I can come up with a few ways..you don't need to worry."

"Oh, shut up—" He barely finishes his sentence before lifting her, rather effortlessly. And placing her on the desk. It was just so easy to manhandle her with how petite she really was.

Grabbing her hand, he guides it down to his trousers.

"let's see how hard you can get me with just your hands, hm?"

He cups her delicate jaw with one hand, pulling her closer as he presses his mouth onto hers. Kissing her lustfully while with his other hand, he makes her feel his bulging manhood.

"you're gonna have to make me pull out because we aren't using protection okay? ugh, but i don't want to make a mess here, you better take care of it somehow" he managed to just utter between their passion-filled kisses.

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Perfect. He thought she was perfect. That was sweet enough to make anybody blush, even after the events that had just occurred. It was amazing how Ellie could get down right dirty with somebody, but would blush pink at a simple compliment..but that's just how she was!

Blue eyes traced the outline of his fingers on hers, steadying herself with another deep breath, before her smile grew, watching him intertwine their hands. "Incredible?" Ellie echoed him, startled, before her eyes softened, and her lips parted, letting out a soft "oh"."

"You have no idea how much it means to me. That you are so willing to take care of me and to help me explore," she offered a quiet reply, tucked into the crook of his arm. Ellie felt so safe in his arms. Not just after today, all the time. From hugs to little hand squeezes while they walked, to getting entangled in the bed sheets. Ellie always felt safe, even when things got a bit dirty, a bit risky.

"Thank you," she breathes out again, eyes slowly closing. Ellie focuses on her own breath for a moment, turning to push her face against him a little, grounding herself in his arms. Despite it being a time to relax and steady herself after such intensity, she can't help but ask another question, head turned slightly, so it isn't as muffled.

"Are you okay?"

She's the one shaking and struggling to find deep enough breaths, but she can't help but check in on him too - that's just Ellie though, considerate.

Julian let out a soft chuckle, the sound rich and satisfied as he continued tracing slow, soothing patterns against her skin. He could still feel the tremors running through her, her breath uneven as she came back down, and it filled him with a deep, quiet sense of pride. His touch remained steady, grounding her, making sure she felt safe in the aftermath of it all. "Yeah, you did," he murmured, his voice warm with admiration. "You were perfect, Ellie. Always are."

His free hand reached up to cover hers where it rested against his cheek, holding it there for a moment, relishing the warmth of her touch. Her words—I don’t know how I got so lucky—made something in his chest tighten, an ache he couldn’t quite name. It wasn’t just about what they shared physically; it was the way she trusted him, let him see the parts of herself she kept hidden from the rest of the world. He knew what it felt like to carry secrets, to hesitate before revealing too much. And yet, with him, she was letting go of those fears, piece by piece.

"Trust me, Ellie, I’m the lucky one," he said softly, pressing a kiss to the inside of her wrist before lowering their hands together. He let the moment linger, his fingers lacing gently with hers. "You don’t even realize how incredible you are, do you?" There was no teasing in his voice, only quiet reverence. "The way you give yourself to me, the way you let me take care of you... you have no idea how much that means to me."

He felt the weight of her head settle against him, her body still molded to his, and he tightened his arms around her, pressing another kiss to the top of her head. "Take your time, baby," he murmured, voice dipping to something softer, intimate. "I’m right here." And he would be. As long as she wanted him, as long as she let him in, Julian wasn’t going anywhere.

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It was probably an off handed comment, one fuelled by the pleasure of the moment, but it was one that had taken Brooke by surprise. Her fingers stopped plucking at Kennedy's breasts and she took a little breath, giving a little nod and a smile. "Thank you," she murmured, fingers just resting on Kennedy's skin for now. "That's really nice of you," she admitted.

Kennedy's eyes flicked between the two of them, giving Lucius a curious look. "Oh well that just proves how good of a girl you are," she hummed, but leaned forward to stroke Brooke's hair, soothingly. The poor girl seemed in need of a lot of attention, perhaps that she hadn't received, and the the two of them were more then happy to play ball with that.

"Where do you want us next?" Kennedy grinned up at him, one hand still stroking Brooke's hair as the other guided her back to squeezing her breast, giving the blonde an encouraging nod. "Mm," she couldn't help but breathe out with a little shudder as Brooke shyly returned back to her playing.

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Lucius continued running his hands affectionately through their hair, with moans and whimpers slipping from him all the while. His cock throbbed and ached given the hot, wet touch of their tongues and mouths around him, the sight of them kissing around his cock being the cherry on top for the Frenchman. Lucius simply couldn’t tear his gaze away from them, and he knew the vivid, filthy images of that night would be burned into his brain for a long time to come, to be used in moments when he needed the best stimulation to jerk off. 

Despite the angle he stood at, Lucius saw Kennedy cup Brooke’s breasts. As she tugged at their guest’s nipples, the effect was clear on the other blonde. She gasped and whined, the vibrations emanating onto Lucius’ cock, prompting louder moans from him, too. Brooke pulled back, and Lucius kept looking down at her, a smirk crossing his lips again. With her pause, he was almost minded to say something, but before he could, Brooke leaned in again, licking up the side of his shaft before reaching out for Kennedy’s boobs. 

His gaze met Kennedy’s when she looked up at him, her words prompting another smirk and an approving laugh from Lucius. “So well, babe,” he agreed to her statement. “She’s such a good girl… oh, Brooke… we love you already.” 

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"I'm not going to say that," Sadie sighed softly, dark gaze flickering up and down her friend's drenched frame. She didn't always agree with Freya's choice of partner, but that didn't mean she was going to judge her friend in her time of need, especially when she was moments away from catching a horrible cold.

"Come in," Sadie stepped to the side, uncaring that her floor was certainly going to get a little bit wet. She could clean it, it was fine. "Let's get you warmed up, hey? I think we are roughly the same size, but some of my hoodies might be a little short on you," she reached out, hand resting on Freya's arm.

"C'mon, it will be okay."

* ⠀ ♡ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ⠀ ⠀ —— ⠀ ⠀ freya rhodes. 32.

* ⠀ ♡ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 ⠀ ⠀ —— ⠀ ⠀ freya has just been dumped and she finds solace in your muse. whether that means something smutty or not... you decide.

* ⠀ ♡ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 ⠀ ⠀ —— ⠀ ⠀ any muse. mutuals / non-mutuals welcome.

the rain poured in conjunction with the tears that fell from her crystal blue hues. freya didn't know what to do next as her clothes were soaked in rain standing in their doorway. she had walked for miles on end looking for a direction and eventually ending up at their door. "you can say it." she didn't even bother to look up at them as they found her at the door. "you can tell me i told you so."

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@wlwhq - Ivy & Rowan.

Rowan had been so patient with Ivy. She wasn't quite sure how she'd gotten so lucky in life, to find Rowan. Sure, maybe she'd been through a couple of things, maybe more then other people might, but that was life, wasn't it? To find somebody like Rowan who seemed to love her unconditionally? It was so beautiful.

Relationships were complicated. Rowan had seemed more then happy with just hand holding and hugs, and then holding hands..all the way up into making out. But it had been a while, and Ivy was starting to feel comfortable with things, so she wanted to try more.. right? Sure, she wasn't very experienced and she wasn't even sure she was good at it.. oh the things that having a terrible ex does to you. But Ivy wanted to try because Rowan was different. This was different.

But the sensation of Rowan's hand sliding up underneath her skirt, made her heart thump just a little too hard. Her shirt was gone, thrown off to the side of her bed, pale lace bra pretty as it cupped her curves. That hadn't bothered her as much, she'd gotten used to that. But something about Rowan's fingers creeping up her inner thigh, made some panic start to rise, start to bubble in the depths of her stomach.

Damn it.

"S-sorry."

Ivy took a deep breath, willing the word to come out more confident, but her voice couldn't help but wobble, blue eyes drifting up to the ceiling, feeling her bottom lip starting to quiver every so slightly.

"Can y-you just wait a second?"

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Getting a girl so horny and worked up she throws away all her good judgement just to become a nasty, disgusting whore for you <33

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“you’re a little slut that just wants dick inside you all the time, right? say it.”