#Debbie Ocean and lou miller

[lelangerart]

always going through them

[blackacre13]

I hope you like my prompt: Nine installs a new camera system in all of the loft but forgets about it until she decides to check it out finding way too much +18 content thanks to Lou and Debbie. Constance and Nine try to make of fun of them but Lou and Debbie are unfazed and Lou even asks for a nice edited video. Tammy is just tired.

“Where’s the last place you had it?”

“Dunno,” Constance shrugged.

“Like retrace your steps, man,” Nine sighed. “You shot me a text at 2. Where was that?”

“Like I said,” Constance frowned. “No clue. Mom and pops have anything good in the fridge?” She asked, heading over towards the kitchen as Nine rolled her eyes, not giving the younger girl’s question any air time. She whipped out her laptop, intent on quashing this issue before it even became one. Nine could retrace Con’s steps better than she could anyhow. While it was annoying that Nine herself had nixed the location tracker on purpose to cover their asses from law enforcement and bitter ex crew members of Lou and Deb, she still had surveillance set up in the loft. Typically to keep things out and certain info in, but for times like these, spying had its perks.

Constance’s head was buried deep in the fridge as Nine scrolled through footage from the day only to be interrupted by Constance cackling and declaring she actually texted Nine from her laptop and oh yeah—really had no idea when the last time she’d had her phone in her own hands.

Nine widened the search, expanding the dates, but sticking to public areas like the kitchen, and living room, and dining room and—uh oh.

There were Lou and Debbie, or rather there was Debbie, on the kitchen island with her head thrown back and who Nine presumed had to be Lou folded over the edge, only tight pants and chunky heel boots in view, the person’s upper half between the brunette’s thighs. Nine winced. She probably needed to give them a reminder about the system.

Nine kept scrolling, scanning for Constance on the couch or on the floor or maybe a long board on her phone, but paused, a bit panicked now catching Lou and Debbie on the couch, buck naked, Lou’s hands digging into Debbie’s ass as the brunette rode her without a care in the world. Now Constance was wondering if they weren’t doing this on purpose….

“Whatcha lookin at?” Constance asked, a dorito falling onto Nine’s shoulder as she slammed the laptop shut, just missing her own fingers. “Was that porn?”

“That—“ Nine cleared her throat. “Was Lou and Deb.”

“Hey, whatever your kink is. No shame. But maybe just search some rando lesbian porn instead of—“

“It’s the security cams, you dipshit.”

“Oh, and they didn’t—“

“Nope.”

“So then they—“

“Yep,” Nine sighed, her lips popping on the “p”. “We gotta tell ‘em. Let ‘em filter shit out. Then we can look for your cell.”

“Speaking of,” Constance grinned, the sound of Lou’s bike cutting across the gravel coming through. “What do we say? Like, surprise, we saw you two fuck on the couch?”

“Tammy’s gonna have a cow,” Nine groaned.

“You think they got any popcorn left for this?” Constance asked, bouncing back to the kitchen as Nine slid down the couch to the floor, letting her head flop against the coffee table as the front door opened.

[selenophile-dimple]

it is just a photo

the photo per se:

[gay-aunt-jackie]

my head if they made inside out

[sapphicforsarahh]

best hands i’ve ever seen pt.3

word count: 2.5k

warnings: smut, top!loubbie x bottom!femreader, strap-on, blowjobs (L receiving), degradation (R receiving), praise (R receiving), mommy kink (debbie), daddy kink (lou)

synopsis: Reader walks in on Loubbie and is encouraged to join.

A/N: this is the final part of the series, I hope that you enjoy!

part 1, part 2

The night goes on. You, Debbie and Lou have a couple more drinks before calling it time to go to bed. It was reaching 11:30pm after all. Debbie stood at the sink and washed the used whiskey tumblers whilst Lou directed you up the stairs to the spare room. "Just here honey," she points to the decorated but uninhabited room. "If you need us, we're just next door," she smiled and pointed to her bedroom, which was, quite literally, next door.

You thank her again and go into the room and settle down. You rummaged around the drawers until you found a charger and plugged it into a free socket, and plugged your phone in. Aimlessly scrolling through social media, you remembered that you needed some night clothes. Throwing the phone on the bed, you looked through the drawers in the room to try and find an oversized t-shirt or anything remotely similar which you could wear to bed, but you were out of look. I'll just knock on their door, see if they have anything that I could wear. Afterall, sleeping in jeans and a shirt isn't exactly ideal for sleeping in.

Quietly, you opened your door and approached Lou and Debbie's room. Their door was slightly ajar and that's when you heard something. Quiet breathy sighs were filling the room, and a muffled slapping sound could be heard. What on earth? Should I leave and just sleep naked or should I knoc-? "Y/N?", you hear the Australian speak. You have to face them now, you've been caught practically spying on them!

"Uh yeah?", you nervously reply, not wanting to enter the room. "Come in here for a second," Lou spoke. A nervous sigh left your lips as the door was pushed open. Holy shit.

Debbie was sitting in Lou's lap, naked. Lou not so much, she still had her shirt on, however buttons had been undone and her black, lacy bra was peeking through. Thankfully, the duvet covered their lower halves, but it wasn't hard to imagine what was happening underneath.

"Is there anything that we can help you with?", Lou asked, a smirk plastered on her face. "I uh, was going to ask if you had a spare shirt or pajamas which I could wear," you found it hard to look at either of them, so you opted for the wall. Debbie found that cute. "Sure, that drawer over there," Debbie pointed to a cabinet which had an arrangement of aftershaves, scarves and piles of expensive jewellery on it. It could only be Lou's.

Timidly, you walk over to the drawer, knowing that both of the women were staring at you. Quickly, just grab a shirt from the top of the pile and leave immediately. God this is so embarrassing!

You politely close the drawer, murmur a 'thank you' and head for the door. "Why don't you join us?", Debbie's sweet but teasing voice filled the room. You stop, considering it, and turned around. Lou's looking at you with a smug grin, her hands now wrapped around Debbie's waist; Debbie's turned around and looks at you with hopeful eyes. "Okay," you decide.

"Come here then," Lou orders and taps the side of the bed next to her, so you're facing Debbie. You obey, obviously and climb on the bed. You could've moaned when you saw Debbie's naked chest this close, her breasts looked so perfect in the dim-light of the room. "Want to help me make her cum?", she asks, nonchalantly, as if it was a casual thing to just ask. You did, of course you did, but you had no experience. "I don't know how," you mumble, slightly embarrassed. Both women let an audible awe, in sympathy.

"You've never pleasured a woman before?", Debbie asks, placing her hand on your clothed knee. You nodded, red faced. "I'll teach you honey don't worry," Lou reassures, before kissing your temple. "Before we start though, can you take your clothes off for us? We both want to see your perfect body," Lou asks, already tugging at your shirt. Nodding, willing to do anything to please the older women, you pull your shirt off in one quick motion, then your jeans, your bra and panties, and throw them carelessly to the floor. "There we go, that's more like it," Debbie almost moans at the sight of you.

Lou reverts her attention back to her wife, and pulls the duvet down so that you can see what's going on. A large strap-on was attached at Lou's waist and was deep inside of her partner. You let a moan slip out your mouth when you saw it. "So cute," Lou comments, placing her large hands back onto Debbie's small hips.

"Y/N, could you touch her clit? Start rubbing it in circles, nice and slow," Lou orders, waiting to see if you'll do just as she says. And you do, eager to please her. Your thumb rubbing small circles right on Debbie's clit. "Just like that," she praises. You notice that Debbie's hips are now beginning to grind down into Lou's strap, letting it hit deeper than before. You look up at her face, her lip tucked under her top teeth, brows furrowed in concentration, and eyes clamped shut.

"Ride me a bit faster baby, does that feel good? Hm?", Lou mimicked the needy whines that Debbie was releasing. Her finger went under her chin to lift it to look at her in the eyes whilst her strap was hitting her g-spot. All she could do was nod. You continue your actions, desperate to see this beautiful woman cum.

"Y/N, you're doing such a good job helping me. Could you go a little bit faster? Same technique, just speed it up," Lou demanded, noticing that Debbie's orgasm was promptly approaching. You nod and speed up your movement, only causing Debbie to groan louder and grind her hips down faster. "There you go honey, you almost there hm? You gonna cum for me and Y/N, put a show on for us?", Lou teases her, thrusting her hips upwards into her wife so she feels more. "Mhm! I'm so close Lou, I want to cum for you," Debbie whimpers pathetically.

"Cum for me Debs," Lou finally allows, your thumb still circling. You feel her clit twitch as she came, it felt so good. Her thrusts slow down and she catches her breath, leaning forwards and kissing Lou messily. "You were so good for us, you did a good job of showing our guest who's in control here," Lou smirked. Debbie couldn't answer, she just pulled herself off Lou's strap and lay down next to her, totally exhausted from her previous activity.

You stare down at the strap. It was a shimmering purple, large, around 7 inches and covered in Debbie's cum. "You going to clean it?", Lou asked. You could only nod, worried that if you said something that you would moan. Quickly, you crawled between Lou's legs and prepared yourself to suck her clean. Before doing so, you looked up at Lou for approval. She nods and waits for you to move your head down. First, a slow and nervous lick was given to the tip of the strap.

Fuck, it was still warm from being inside Debbie. Her cum tasted so good, you couldn't get enough. Soon enough, your mouth has wrapped around the tip fully, and your head began bobbing. "There you go, keep going honey," Lou encouraged. You felt brave enough to try and take it deeper, so you did. About half down, you felt it hit the back of your throat and you pulled back up. You went back down again faster and repeated your actions, slurping as you went.

Lou's large hand had reached your head now, grabbing your hair and pushing you down onto it. "God, you're such a good girl aren't you? Eager to please, ready to clean mommy's cum off of daddy's strap. You're taking me so fucking well darling," Lou praised you, which caused a whiny moan to leave you. After a few more minutes, Lou thought that your cleaning was sufficient. Her tight grip on your hair pulled your mouth off the strap. Your face was a mess: spit dripping down your chin and sides of your mouth, cheeks flushed, pupils blown wide and hair disheveled from Lou's rough hands.

You heard Debbie say, "She's so pretty when you make a mess of her." You moaned from the way that she talked about you, as if you weren't right in front of her. "Isn't she just," Lou agreed. "Have I done a good job daddy?", you ask, hoping for a positive reaction. "Such a good job, it's about time we give you a reward isn't it baby?" Lou smirks, finally letting go of your hair. You nod eagerly, wanting nothing but to cum.

You watch Debbie as she sits up, her back against the pillows and she spreads her legs. "Sit between mommy's legs," Debbie asks. You enthusiastically climb over and sit in-between them, your back against her bare chest, feeling her nipples harden at the contact. "You're doing so so good for us honey," Lou praises again, kneeling in front of you. "Spread your legs for me," she orders, her hands adjusting the strap so its tight against her waist. You do as your told, but nervously so. Slowly, you spread your legs, embarrassed at how wet you were probably were from watching Debbie cum and sucking Lou off.

Lou looks down at the glistening sight before her. Two of her fingers go down to swipe some pre-cum from you. She chuckled as she lifted them to the light and put them in between Debbie's lips. "Sweet?", she asks her partner. Debbie only nods in response. The suspense was killing you. All you needed was Lou's strap inside you, now. And both of them could tell. By the way that you were looking at Lou, all submissively and how quickly your chest was rising and falling.

"Is there something that you want sweet thing?", Debbie whispers in your ear with a sultry tone, her hands going to your breasts to massage them. You nod, not strong enough to form an answer. "Well? What is it?" Lou asks, coming closer to you, her hands now resting on your knees. "P-please," you begin. "Please make me feel good," you managed.

"There you go," Lou lines her strap with your pussy, but doesn't put it in yet. Instead, she rubs the strap against your entrance, gathering your wetness, and spreading across your lips. "Baby you're soaked, almost dripping onto the mattress infact," Lou almost chuckled. Your cheeks flushed instantly at the humiliation of it all. You try to hide your face in the crook of Debbie's neck, but she just moves it right back, so you have to keep looking forwards at Lou.

After what seemed hours of Lou teasing the outside of your pussy, she lines her tip with your entrance. You look down, wondering how something that big will fit inside. Instead, Lou's finger lifts your chin up, making sure that you're looking at her when she slips slips inside of you. "I don't know if it'll fit," you state nervously. Lou laughed, "don't worry about that, daddy will make it fit."

You feel the strap begin to stretch you out, a feeling that was too good to even imagine. "Oh shit," you moan, feeling Lou go deeper and deeper. "Just like that," Debbie groans, watching the object penetrate you. The feeling of the stretch was unlike anything you'd ever felt. "Fuck, you're so tight," Lou sighed.

After being careful to not hurt you, Lou finally got the whole strap into you. "You look so pretty baby, full of daddy's strap," Debbie comments, her hands still massaging your breasts, sometimes pinching your nipples. "Can I move?" Lou asks, waiting for you to adjust to the feeling. "Yes, please daddy," you weakly mewl. She smiles before slowly sliding the strap in and out of you.

The sound of your wetness was growing louder and louder as Lou sped up her thrusts. Her hands moved to your hips, to stop them from moving and so she can push you further into the bed. The feeling was almost overwhelming due to how good it felt. "You're doing so good for us sweetheart, taking daddy's strap deep," Debbie purred in your ear. "That's right, who knew an innocent thing like you would be such a slut from daddy's cock hm?", Lou added, thrusting harder now, her hips slapping against your own. You moaned from her words.

"Oh does our girl like a bit of degradation hm?", Debbie asked, and you shyly hid again. "None of that pretty girl, I want to see your face when I make you a little slut for me. Your eyes rolling back into your head as I fuck this perfect pussy," Lou adds. Even Debbie could cum from the way that her wife was talking to you. All you could do was nod, as what she was saying was true after all.

"I'm going to cum," you pant, your hips beginning to wildly buck. "Not until you've asked us both for permission", Lou states. You nod and ask Debbie first, knowing that she'll give in easier. "Mommy, can I cum? Please?", you turn your head to look at her and give her pleading eyes. She nods. Now you need to persuade Lou. You turn your head back around, looking up at her through hooded eyes. "Daddy please let me cum," you beg. "Pathetic begging. You can do better than that can't you? Or are you just a mindless slut?", she scoffs, her thrusts hitting deeper. "No! Please daddy, I'll be so good for you. Please let me cum, let me be your little slut," you plead, needy whines escaping your lips.

"I suppose you have been good, isn't that right Debbie?", she makes eye contact with her wife. Debbie simply nods. You were so close, you were only seconds away from your orgasm. "Cum for us honey, show us how good you've been," Lou finally allows. It didn't take long for you to finish after you'd been given permission. Your orgasm washed over you like a wave, pleasure rippled through your body and caused your legs to shake. Lou continues her thrusts, more slowly and deeply, not wanting to cause you to overstimulate.

The effects of the orgasm eventually pass, leaving you exhausted and sandwiched between the two older women. "You did so well for us baby," Debbie praised, stroking your hair. "Thank you mommy," you murmured. Lou slowly took out the strap, and watched as cum poured out of you. "Fuck baby, you came so hard didn't you? Let me get a warm towel," she gets off the bed and goes to the bathroom. "Can I stay with you both tonight?" You ask. "Of course honey," she smiles down at you.

Lou comes back with a clean, warm, wet towel. "Let me gently clean you up, then we can go to bed. How does that sound?"

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[lotties-ashwagandha]

SHOW HER

kinktober day 9 — semi public sex w lou miller and debbie ocean — fem!reader

You loved seeing her like this. You know she was pissed, and it made you want to keep pushing until she snapped.

A woman had come up to you that night at Lou’s club. She’d sat down next to you when Debbie had gone to get you a drink, and when Debbie came back the silent war between the two of them had started, and possession of you was the goal.

You had no interest in the woman flirting with you — but it was so satisfying to see Debbie getting increasingly jealous. You knew all of the signs and she displayed every one of them. You knew Lou was around somewhere as well, and though you didn’t know where she was you knew that she knew everything that happened in her club, especially where you were concerned.

The woman beside you kept flirting, kept testing her luck, kept trying to touch you subtly. And you were getting slowly more tipsy, too, with the drinks she was buying you combined with the drinks Debbie was buying you.

Hands on your shoulders. You turned from where you sat at the bar and Lou was there, her hands sliding from your shoulders to your waist. She took in the situation, gaze flitting from you to Debbie to the woman beside you, and all at once she understood.

She pressed a kiss to your shoulder and any tension you were carrying released.

“Come on,” she whispered, and taking your hand she pulled you off the barstool. Debbie was close to follow, and soon the two of you were in the bathroom.

As soon as the door shut Lou was pushed against the door, Debbie pinning her against it and reaching over to lock it. Lou eyed her with a sort of subdued surprise — usually it was Debbie pinned, Lou in charge, but none of you were averse to the change.

“Took you long enough,” Debbie breathed, irritation obvious, jealousy staining her voice. “You should’ve seen the shit I had to put up with, sitting there waiting, while—”

Lou reversed their position effortlessly, pinning Debbie against the wall. “What, did you get jealous? Did you really think I would let that woman steal our girl?”

Debbie didn’t respond, her head tipping back against the door as Lou’s lips ghosted over her neck.

You wanted to help, you wanted to touch, but you knew you were in deep enough trouble as it was and moving at all from where you stood would only make it worse.

“If you think you can fuck her so much better than anyone else,” Lou said, speaking to Debbie but turning to look briefly at you, “then show us.”

Before you could register what was happening Debbie was pinning you against the bathroom sinks, her lips crashing into yours and her leg positioning between yours. You moaned against her mouth, gasping when her hand weaved into your hair and pulled so that your head snapped back and she gained access to your neck.

“So pretty,” she breathed, sucking bruises on your pulse point, and your breath hitched. “So gorgeous, and all mine.”

“Ours,” Lou rasped, coming up beside you and pulling you into a kiss while Debbie continued to work at your neck.

They flipped you over, bending you over the sinks. You moaned, eyes falling closed but opening when Debbie pulled your head up by your hair to make you look at her. You realized that this was why she hadn’t scared off the woman who had been flirting with you. She could have easily, but she didn’t because she wanted this, wanted to ruin you where everyone could see.

Breaking for a moment she leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Tell us to stop.”

“No,” you breathed, and satisfied she stood back up to her full height. She watched you in the mirror, her gaze meeting yours, and you shivered, eyes breaking away from her heavy stare.

“Who do you belong to?” Lou rasped, and you moaned breathily.

“You,” you said.

“Good girl,” Debbie cooed, and parting from you she adjusted her black dress.

You resisted a moan at the sight of her — for between her legs was your favorite strap, and you knew you were in for a long night.

[2-the-moon-and-2-saturn]

i think that we as a society stopped talking about the blatant homoeroticism in ocean’s 8 far too easily

[morallygreymilfs]

Discord Server!!!

Hi everyone! In celebration of Agatha All Along, I want to share my Discord Server! It's a LGBTQ+ friendly server, that has chats for Marvel(Specifically Agatha All Along/WandaVision), a bit of Harry Potter (However, fuck JKR), and a dash of Oceans 8! I made this server for other likeminded people to gush about morally grey middle aged women, the Marvel Cinematic Universe, your favorite things from Harry Potter, and a place to let your Ocean's Heist dreams reign. As well as a server to hang out and make new friends! We also do daily questions (Lurker friendly), sharing our weekly woman crushes on Wednesdays, and other fun things too!

If any of this sounds like you, send me a DM and I'll invite you to the server!

(This server is 16+ atm, however if issues arise it will become 18+ only)

Can't wait to meet you all!!

[marytylerperry]

HAPPY 5th ANNIVERSARY TO THIS MASTER PIECE!!!

this movie cured my depression, watered my crops and cleared my skin.

[demcrazymandolin]

This is absolutely amazing 🔥 I live for fem Crowley and Aziraphale

I love this so much because it's giving Cate Blanchett and Sandra Bullock from Oceans 8

I'm not screaming right now

I'm completely normal about this just like everyone else.

[aggiesbunny]

papa!lou miller hcs!! with a little bit of mama!debbie

cuts your hair!! so good and so gentle, always scratching your scalp so you’re not as scared or squirmy!! also letting you have one of your toys when you’re in ‘pa’s special chair.’

cannot resist giving you treats (always with an eyeroll) but holds it against you later :(

“papa gave you a treat earlier. you have to eat your carrots now.”

speaking of food… I think they’re a pretty good cook. knows how to make your favorites at least, and always experimenting with their own plate (leading to pouting when they over season/under season something and you’re over there happy as a clam.)

acts so gruff but he’s actually the most caring cg ever :( loves buying you new toys and outfits with the heist money and bringing over the girls to play

papa!lou and mama!debbie… agh

they’re always snipping about what to feed you and how to dress you but you always end up smushed between them on the couch everyday, pressed between them so tight as your favorite movie plays (for the millionth time.)

mama!debbie being the one to chase you around the house, laughing at your breathless giggles while papa!lou watches on from below :(

when papa!lou has to work, mama!debbie keeps you on her lap as she does whatever it is she’s planning on her laptop…

always making nineball make you games (not that they wouldn’t already.)

[ciggrtte]

Ocean's 8 ended, but Loubbie doesn't.

[blackacre13]

do you know the movie in love and war of sandy??? can you make it an au about it but with loubbie?? thank you so much!!

Wait...I thought I was pretty proficient in Sandy movie history, (though I refuse to watch Forces of Nature), but I have literally never heard of this?

I'm going to have to say no just because I'm completely unfamiliar with this, but I will definitely add it to my perpetual to be watched list because I am definitely intrigued and now I'm thinking...

Also, which one of y'all did this shit? I know it had to be one of you...

[sere-rine]

The "Plots" (Part1) :

Me: I watched movies and series for the plots!

...

The plots:

[seaoflittlefires]

I need someone in the oceans fandom who is good at drawing to do the barbie and ken arrest thingy with Lou and Debbie. It would be so good. It would heal me.

[sapphicforsarahh]

best hands ive ever seen pt.2

ship: loubbie x fem!reader

word count: 695+

warnings: none, mention of sex but none (yet)

synopsis: You finally learn what Lou and Debbie want with you.

part 1

After what seemed like the longest car ride, you eventually reached wherever these women were taking you. “Let’s go honey,” Lou taps your leg and urges you to get out. You do as you’re told and stand next to the car, waiting for the other women to guide you where you needed to be. Debbie smiles at you at walks towards an old building, which looks like it should be abandoned. “Is this where you’re taking me?”, you ask nervously. Lou chuckles, “don’t worry, its much nicer inside.”

Lou tosses Debbie the keys and waits for her to open the door, then you take a look inside. A massive loft, covered with expensive furniture, shelves stacked with records and racks cluttered with fur coats and empty hangers. “Do you guys live here?”, you ask, still inspecting the place. “Well, not so much anymore, it’s pretty much just where we plan,” Debbie explains, throwing the keys on a nearby table. “Plan?”, you question, sitting down on the sofa. “We should probably explain,” Lou sits down on the chair in front of you, Debbie adjacent. “Lou and I have been doing this for years, getting away with stealing and making millions from it. And Lou happened to find you, a girl with good hands,” Debbie explained, Lou nodding along with her. “Basically, we’re asking you if you’d want to be in the next heist?”, Lou asked bluntly.

You were shocked to say the least. That’s definitely the last thing that you were expecting from these two women. “I, uh. I’m not sure what to say,” you laugh out. “Well?” Lou teases, leaning forward, placing both her hands on your knees. You blush, obviously, and look at Debbie, hoping for some sort of support, but she just cocks her head and raises a brow. “S-sure,” you answer, unconfidently.

"Please doing business with you," Debbie shakes your hand. It was just now that the two women realised they never caught your name. "Oh, I'm Y/N by the way," you said, as if reading their mind.

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Over the coming days, you learn their body language and how they spoke to eachother. Lou was extremely flirty with everyone that she saw, apparently, and Debbie was there to apologise for her. You also noticed how much more intense the flirting had became. Both women teased with you and gave eachother a smirk.

One night, after the rest of the group had went home and Debbie had went to bed, it was only you and Lou up. She had poured you a whiskey with ice, however she had it neat. Her leg propped up on the table in front of you both, one hand held her glass, the other entertaining a lighter. "So, Y/N," Lou begins, her low voice helps to accentuate her accent. You turn her attention to you and also prop your foot on the table. "Are you single? Any lady we should be aware of," Lou jokes, sipping her whiskey and raising a brow.

You blush and hesitate to answer, Lou grows impatient. "So?", she pries. "Well, no. It's a bit complicated," you say quietly, almost embarrassed. Lou only hums in response, waiting for you to continue. "I've never really had a thing for girls my age," you practically stutter out. Lou's smirk was plastered across her face. "You have a thing for older women honey?", her lighter is soon thrown on the table and she moves closer to you.

Nervously, you clear your throat before answering, "you could say that." The older woman clearly notices the tension rising between you and decides to see how far she can go. "So, Debs and I, we've been talking," her veiny hand is palming your knee. You nod, thinking that it's better not to speak. "Would you be interested in joining us? In the bedroom?" Lou asks a bit too casually.

So many thoughts are going through your head. The main one being: yes. All you could do at that moment is nod. Lou simply hums before downing the rest of her whiskey, giving you a quick kiss to the forehead before whispering in your ear, "Stay the night, we have a spare room."

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