#【 amina lambert ❖ thread 】

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Paralyzed

| muse: Amina Lambert | open to: anyone | sexuality: pansexual | suggested connections: fwb, significant other, boyfriend / girlfriend, wife / husband

Amina hadn’t been able to fall asleep for hours and when she finally did a nightmare took over, one that was so real she quickly realized it was a memory. The little French girl knew where the dream was going but nothing she did would stop it. While she slept she whimpered, paralyzed by fear. She just wanted it to be over to wake up. As the man who broke into the house moved past her hiding spot she could see his gun. The dream was more vivid than the actual memory anymore but it still petrified her silent. She was helpless, useless, terrified. She didn’t realize she’d grabbed her lover’s arm in her sleep and clung tightly. Her body tensed, her lips quivered. Wake up, wake up, wake up. Amina didn’t want to hear the gunshot she knew was coming.

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“ hey now, never apologize for feeling emotions, okay? humans are meant to feel all this stuff, no matter how good or bad the feelings are. besides; shoulders are built to be cried on “ peyton to amina <3

Another night of no sleep. Another night of waking Peyton up. Amina was trying to hold it all back but this one was bad. She'd been crying before she'd even woken up and now she was hiccupping on air as she tried to breathe through the tears. All that she was able to manage when she woke Peyton was a sobbed sorry which was chopped up in too many pieces to count.

Her lovers words were soft and helped pull her back to reality. The warm sheets, Peyton's tender touch. Amina nodded up and down, a silent yes, words being too hard to form with her throat so tight.

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"You are so much stronger and more capable than you realize. I believe in you, even when you don't." Peyton to Amina

Amina's soft smile stretched wider as Peyton spoke. She'd never had anyone talk to her like Pey did, encourage her, cheer her on, it was intoxicating and made her blush hard. Finally she let her lips separate, showing off her bright smile sheepishly as she kept both hands warm on her mug of tea. "I lo--love y-you," she wasn't going to let her stutter get in the way of saying it.

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Send 🕹️ for our muses to go to an arcade together -- Peyton and Amina

It seemed so cliche, so fluffy and romantic but Amina loved that Peyton had brought her out to an arcade. Amina had missed out on some of those high school romantic moments, and once she'd mentioned that she'd never really been to an arcade Peyton was determined to give her the best memories she could.

So here they were, making their way through the arcade. They'd played Wack-a-Mole, Spider Stomp, Dance Dance Revolution, and now they were pressed close against the glass of a claw game that was absolutely designed to eat your money. Peyton was determined to win Amina the cute little white teddy bear but she'd already dropped it twice and Amina couldn't stop laughing. The little French woman could feel the heat in her cheeks and she giggled, she slipped her arms around Peyton's and leaned her head on her shoulder. She didn't need the bear to remember this date, it was already perfect as is.

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👙 to see my muse in lingerie -- Peyton and Amina

Amina didn't even really see it coming, she'd just been sitting at the counter by the kitchen working on some reports for work. She'd opted to work from home today so they could have a long weekend. The French woman heard Peyton approach and looked up then froze, unable to rip her eyes off her lover. If she didn't already struggle with a stutter she would have lost all of her words at the sight of Peyton. She blushed hard and smiled softly, pressing her lips together before she shut the laptop. Actions spoke louder than any words she could have stumbled over. The smaller woman slipped off the bar stood and walked over to Peyton, she brushed her fingers over the ginger's hips and bit her bottom lip. "Tu as l'air très sexy..." You look very sexy. It was easier to not stumble over her words in her native tongue.

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Parental Stammer [Amina/Ryan]

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Talking, explaining things, it wasn’t easy. So when he asked her about her parents it got even harder to breathe. The source of her stutter really if she tracked it down. “I--I miss them m--more than a--anything,” God it was so hard to get through her words so she took his hand and squeezed it. Her knees were already against her chest and her heart was pounding at the memory of it all. “I--I--It’s ju--just,” she huffed and gave up, putting her lips against her knees. “M--mm-maybe I ju--just,” she struggled. Fuck, she thought she’d been getting better. “Ea-easier if...If...if I wr--write it.” Amina’s eyebrows tugged together and she cursed in her native French tongue. Why was it so fucking hard just to speak to the one she cared about. 

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Snowed In [Amina/Quinn]

@leadinglxdies continued from [ x ]

The little French girl smiled softly back at her lover as she approached and wrapped her arms around her in a big warm hug that Amina melted into. “Hmm,” she inhaled Quinn’s scent, Home, then shook her head no. “I--I could-couldn’t be mad,” she confessed. Everything was perfect. She’d tell the agency that she was stuck in a snow storm and they’d have to deal with it. Amina never got days off, this was like God had given her a day off with everything provided. 

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🚿 – a shower kiss for Quinn and Amina

Her stutter kept her from ever speaking her true feelings without stumbling through them. She would still use her lips. Amina moved her lips from Quinn’s up the side of her jaw as the hot water massaged their skin. She maneuvered her lips up to Quinn’s ear and slowly suckled at it trying something a little new.

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🧦 a half-asleep text. Quinn and Amina

[ Queen ]: I really miss feeling your heartbeat in bed next to me mon amour. I always wish that words were easier with my lips than my fingers but, here we are. I do not want you ever thinking that I do not want you in any way. You have brightened my life since the day I met you and I wanted to send you a message to make you smile and feel as loved as you are [ Queen ]: or even just a hint of the love and passion my heart holds for you. I enjoy my work and I do a lot of good things, I used to not mind the late nights or strange hours with no one to go home to but now? I want as much time I as I can get with you [ Queen ]: Sorry for the word ramble but I did not get to my phone all day and I hate not being able to respond to you right away. I love you. I will not keep you awake mon amour my queen please rest and know that I miss you like mad

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��� - Your muse interlaces their fingers with mine (Quinn and Amina)

The CIA worked her over time, all the time, the past month she’d been attached to an operation that had drained all of her time and energy researching and collecting data to help the field agent be successful. Now with it finally over things had slowed down but Amani was triple checking her paperwork...it could wait. When Quinn sat down on the couch with her Amina smiled. It was a small shy smile but it reflected in her eyes. She closed her laptop, work could wait. It was so rare she had time with Quinn like this, in daylight hours. Amina scooted closer to the ginger then slipped her hand into Quinn’s, fingers slipping between each other like a perfectly fit puzzle piece.

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“You’re my best Christmas present this year.” Quinn to Amina.

There was a feeling that came with Christmas day that was unlike anything else. Pure bliss, a time of giving gifts, loved ones, joy...she loved ever second of it. Amina smiled softly as she moved over to Quinn and gave her a tight hug, still in her Christmas Eve pajamas. “H-happy Chr-Christmas mon chère,” she sighed happily, her cheek pressed against Quinn’s chest. Quinn’s words made the little French girl’s cheeks burn red. She hummed a little then looked up at Quinn, “I--I am s-so glad I have you for Chr-Christmas.” Amina squeezed Quinn’s hips then tugged her into the kitchen. “I have--have crapes, a--and egg--eggnog, coffee?” she asked. 

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❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞ Quinn and Amina

The little French girl laughed so hard her sides hurt, she curled up against the arm of the couch, her legs pulled up against her like she always did. “Oh--I didn--didn’t mean to,” she was still fighting her giggles as she tried to speak. Amina reached over and brushed her fingers softly over Quinn’s arm. “Mon amour,” she sighed still smiling brightly. “This is--wh--what I get for tr-trying to be sexy.” She shook her head, the whole situation still hilarious to her. She’d let her hands wonder, in an attempt to initiate some fun and had ended up tickling Quinn.

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“I see you’ve gone to bed… and that I am the bed.” Quinn to Amina

Amina grinned then bit her lip. “Is there a p--p--problem?” she asked boldly then wiggled her hips a little. “Hm?” The little French woman leaned closer and pressed a soft but long kiss to Quinn’s hip. She nuzzled a little closer and exhaled a sigh that sounded almost like a purr. All she wanted was to be close to Quinn. For the first time in her life she felt at home with someone, connected, she barely even noticed her stutter around Quinn. There was no overthinking or embarrassment. 

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“We don’t have to talk about it right now, but I’m here if you want to.” Quinn to Amina

The nightmare had been more vivid this time. She’d woken up struggling to breathe, tears streaking her cheeks. Amina didn’t want to wake Quinn up, she felt so guilty about it but she needed her. Her heart was still pounding when Quinn had talked her down. Finally feeling like she was in reality again and not the past she nodded, sniffled, and wiped her eyes. Amina reached over to the nightstand with a trembling hand and grabbed a tissue. She wanted to talk to Quinn about it, she really did, but god she hated how she tripped over her words. Trying to say anything now would just get stuck in her throat. The thought made her start crying again. Amina shut her eyes tightly, trying to force back the tears and failing so she slouched against Quinn and buried her face against her lover. 

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“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you.”

Quinn and amina

“That ca-can’t be tru-rue...” she groaned. Amina was in the fetal position face down in bed, still, hours after she was usually up on her days off. The little woman whimpered then cursed in French under her breath. “May--maybe I have b--been poisoned.”

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“you’re going to have a bruise.” Quinn to Amina (?)

She took a breath to prepare herself to speak, not like it ever really helped. “Di--” no. “Is it,” she tried again, pausing as she choked on her words, as always. The stutter wasn’t going away but some times it was easier to just keep things short and sweet. “Tha-at bad huh?” When she finished her chopped up words she felt relief. She wasn’t as embarrassed about it with Quinn though. Amina adjusted her towel and turned to glance at Quinn as she inspected the spot. She wanted to say something clever and witty, like how she’d love even more marks from Quinn, but she didn’t want to trip over her words. Instead, she brushed her fingers over Quinn’s knee.