#modern bedroom doors

[deepaksuri23]

Selecting Ideal Sliding Doors for Your House: An Overview of Types and Styles 

Choosing room doors for your house is an essential aspect of interior decor for modern homes and sliding doors have become increasingly popular for their space-saving and aesthetically pleasing features. This comprehensive overview will elaborate on the various kinds and styles of sliding bedroom doors, guiding you through the selection process to ensure you find the ideal fit for your home. 

1. Classic Pocket Doors: 

Classic pocket doors are an excellent choice for those looking to maximize space through modern bedroom doors. These doors slide into the wall, completely disappearing from view when open. They are ideal for small rooms or areas where a hinged door might be impractical. Classic pocket doors offer a seamless transition between spaces and a clean, uncluttered look. 

2. Barn Doors: 

Barn doors are in trend for their rustic charm and versatility. Mounted on a track, barn doors slide horizontally and are often used to close off rooms like bedrooms or pantries. Available in various materials such as reclaimed wood, metal, or glass, these room doors can add a touch of character to both traditional and modern interiors. 

3. Sliding Glass Doors: 

Sliding glass doors are famous for seamlessly connecting indoor and outdoor spaces. They flood interiors with natural light and provide unobstructed views of the surroundings. Typically featuring large glass panels, sliding bedroom doors are energy-efficient and contribute to the home's open and airy feel. 

4. French Sliding Doors: 

Combining the elegance of French doors with the functionality of sliding doors, French sliding doors feature multiple panels that slide open on a track. Bedroom door manufacturers present these as an excellent option for those who want to add a touch of sophistication to their space while retaining the benefits of a sliding door, such as space efficiency. 

5. Accordion Doors: 

Accordion doors are a practical solution for dividing larger spaces or creating flexible room layouts. These doors have multiple panels that fold and slide along a track, allowing for customizable configurations. Accordion doors are versatile and can be used in residential and commercial settings. 

6. Multi-Panel Sliding Doors: 

House door manufacturers offer multi-panel sliding doors with several individual panels that slide independently. This design allows for greater flexibility in controlling the opening size. These doors are ideal for larger openings, such as those leading to patios or decks, providing a modern aesthetic. 

7. Flush Sliding Doors: 

For a minimalist and contemporary look, consider flush sliding doors. These doors sit flush with the surrounding walls, creating a seamless, unobtrusive appearance. Flush sliding doors are an excellent choice for modern interiors where clean lines and simplicity are prioritized. 

8. Mirrored Sliding Doors: 

Mirrored sliding doors fit a dual goal by acting as a functional door and a full-length mirror. These doors are trendy in bedrooms and dressing areas, providing convenience and the illusion of more space. Mirrored sliding doors are available in various frame styles to suit different design preferences. 

9. Paneled Sliding Doors: 

Paneled sliding doors feature decorative panels that add visual interest to the door surface. These panels can be customized to match the overall design theme of the space, whether it's traditional, contemporary, or eclectic. These bedroom doors are a versatile option that adds a touch of personality to any room. 

The Bottom Line 

Selecting the ideal sliding living room doors for your house involves considering both practicality and aesthetics. The diverse range of sliding door types and styles lets you find the perfect fit for your home, whether you prioritize space efficiency, rustic charm, or a modern look. By exploring the options mentioned in this overview, you can opt for the one that enhances your living space's functionality and visual appeal.  

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

my entire family goes to bed at 9:30 because i live with fucking old people (im joking. somewhat.) and from then on i have to move around the house quietly. this wouldn't be a problem except that my door is incredibly and uniquely fucked up and nigh impossible to open even remotely quietly

[absentmoon]

i like benny

[rataccoon]

Master Miami Inspiration for a large, modern master bedroom remodel with beige walls and a medium-toned wood floor.

[undertale-kissycutie]

Bedroom - Rustic Bedroom Example of a large mountain style loft-style dark wood floor bedroom design with beige walls and no fireplace

[fastfoodcrimewave]

Uncovered - Contemporary Deck

[sunsetsoft]

he couldn't get enough air into his lungs. he was going to suffocate. frantic, desperate breaths hitched, the dizziness only made worse as she jolted upright, head swimming, visions of earlier that day tearing into warped and blurry vision. reality was difficult to distinguish, looking up at a man, mouth and jaw stained with blood, feelings of familiarity tempering the pain at her neck, the ice through his veins. no... this man was a stranger. elinor didn't know him. 

outside of the vision, ellie's hands were frantic at his throat, clutching. to hold it together? to tear it open to make air getting to her lungs easier? two realities bled together and she couldn't find her footing in either of them to attempt grounding. 

gentle hands on hers. the vampire wasn't touching his victim. no... they weren't his victim, a casualty, yes, but the way ellie was looking up at the now-wispy vision of the man couldn't be called fear, even now as whatever was happening to them. so these hands belonged in her reality. breathing still stuttering, ellie tried to remember how to focus, to bring herself back. 

📩 "You're okay, you're at home, you're in bed." (ok one final one from you know who) @lctibule 🔆 late night panic attack – accepting!

minjoon. thank god. she didn't mean to cry out as searing heat sent invisible blisters across her and renewed tears tracked down his cheeks. joon was coming into focus now, the stranger getting fainter and fainter as his partner's life left them, ellie returning to herself. returning to minjoon. she turned her hands away from her throat, still half-expecting them to be covered in blood, squeezing joon's hands with a grip she'd have to apologise for later. 

"someone..." it's a heaving, difficult breath, word all but rattling. "in the building." the dizziness hadn't subsided yet, but ellie forced herself out of bed, trying to head for the door. whoever that was was close. he wished he could focus to hear on any slamming doors, for anything, reaching the bedroom door and realising that whoever the vampire was, he didn't know, and she'd never caught a glimpse of the other's face. the moment the nurse takes to try and listen for disturbances, leaning against the doorframe so she didn't keel over, forced a wave of nausea over him. forced her to slow down. forced her to realise she wasn't living (or dying) this moment as it happened. that he was reliving hours previously. she hadn't been able to help then, either. 

gaze turned to minjoon, blue eyes wide, helpless. scared. and she broke, not even making it back to the bed before his strength gave out and she just ended up on the floor. hyperventilating had only given way to heaving sobs, cut through by soft apologies. over and over, apologies. to no-one in particular, to everyone; to minjoon. 

[arc-hus]

Cherry Valley, Toronto - StudioAC

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[futurestile]

Elevate Your Sanctuary: Modern Bedroom Door Designs for a Stylish Retreat

When it comes to creating a serene and stylish retreat, the importance of bedroom doors often gets overlooked. However, modern bedroom door designs are not just functional elements; they are key contributors to the overall aesthetic and ambiance of your personal space. The right door can set the tone for the room, blending seamlessly with your décor or standing out as a statement piece. Whether you're aiming for minimalist chic, rustic charm, or contemporary elegance, there’s a modern bedroom door design to suit every taste and style.

Sleek and Minimalist Sliding Doors

Sliding doors are a popular choice in modern bedroom design, especially for those who appreciate a minimalist aesthetic. These doors save space and add a clean, streamlined look to your room. Available in various materials like frosted glass, wood, or metal, sliding doors can be customized to match your bedroom's theme. Frosted glass doors, for instance, offer privacy while still allowing light to filter through, creating a soft and inviting atmosphere. Sliding doors are particularly ideal for small bedrooms where maximizing space is essential.

Statement-Making Barn Doors

If you’re looking to make a bold design statement, barn doors might be the perfect choice. Once relegated to rustic and farmhouse designs, modern interpretations of barn doors are now available in a variety of styles, materials, and finishes. Sleek metal hardware and contemporary finishes like matte black or polished chrome elevate the barn door from rustic to refined. Whether you choose a door made from reclaimed wood for a touch of warmth or a more polished material like glass or metal, barn doors add an undeniable charm and character to modern bedroom designs.

Pivot Doors for a Luxe Appeal

For those seeking something truly unique, pivot doors offer a luxurious and modern alternative to traditional hinged doors. These doors rotate on a central pivot, creating a dramatic visual effect as they open and close. Pivot doors are often made from high-end materials like solid wood, glass, or even marble, making them a striking focal point in any bedroom. The seamless movement and sleek design of pivot doors make them a perfect fit for contemporary and modern interiors, where clean lines and sophisticated details are key.

Flush Doors for Seamless Integration

Flush doors are the epitome of modern simplicity. These doors are designed to sit flush with the wall, creating a smooth, uninterrupted surface. This design is perfect for those who prefer a seamless and cohesive look in their bedroom. Flush doors can be painted to match the wall color, effectively blending into the background, or they can be finished with a contrasting material like wood veneer or metallic laminate to stand out as a subtle design element. The clean lines and understated elegance of flush doors make them a popular choice for modern bedrooms.

Frosted Glass Doors for Light and Privacy

For bedrooms that need a touch of elegance without compromising on privacy, frosted glass doors are an excellent option. These doors allow natural light to pass through, brightening the space while maintaining a level of privacy. Frosted glass can be combined with materials like wood or metal to create a modern, sophisticated look. They are perfect for small bedrooms or spaces that require additional light, making the room feel more open and airy.

Conclusion

Incorporating modern bedroom door designs into your home not only enhances the aesthetic appeal but also elevates the functionality of your space. Whether you choose sliding doors for their minimalist charm, barn doors for a rustic-modern blend, pivot doors for a luxurious touch, or flush doors for seamless integration, the right door design can transform your bedroom into a stylish retreat that reflects your personal taste and style.

[anarchypumpkincowboy]

Urge to update all my mods so I can make Jace and Porter’s house in the sims vs The knowledge that when I get into the sims I get really into the sims and it would fuck up my writing time

[indiatrendzs]

Hand Carved Antique Armoires Farmhouse Style Decor

The contemporary bohemian style effortlessly merges the sleekness of modern design rustic armoire with the lively colors and textures characteristic of bohemian aesthetics. By integrating nature-carved doors, artisan-crafted antique armoires, vintage furniture, and antique Indian doors, the space gains character and dimension. Facebook @mogulinteriorr Follow us on Instagram @mogulinterior  For…

[eowynstwin]

Price x Reader. Age gap. Divorced Price. Older BF Price. Vaguely smutty. Follow-up to this.

Price realizes you’ve never had a reliable man in your life exactly the second time he discovers you looking up DIY home maintenance for very simple projects.

It missed him the first time because he was deployed. You’d mentioned offhand how you were figuring out how to rebalance a ceiling fan, and he’d just automatically assumed that you were doing it yourself because he wasn’t there, so he simply praised you for your resourcefulness and lived for the next three weeks off of the way you’d absolutely glowed at his words.

But then he gets home, and one evening on the couch he catches you googling “how to fix a leaky sink.”

“What’s that?” he asks you, tamping down on the sudden feeling of masculine inadequacy that reared up almost immediately at the discovery.

“Faucet handle’s leaking all over my counter when I turn it on,” you say, not looking up from your phone. “Landlord’s out of town and can’t fix it.”

“I’m in town, ain’t I?”

You look up at him then, brows raised. You hadn’t even considered asking him, then.

“Oh—I didn’t want to bother you, John, you only just got back, and you’re tired…”

You trail off at the droll expression on his face.

Price has learned a lot of lessons from his previous marriage. The foundational one: just because he hasn’t been asked to help doesn’t mean he is believed to be unreliable. Adding that lesson to his knowledge base about you—young, modern, independent—calculates out an obvious answer that curtails any sour mood that might have sprouted up over the issue.

He puts his hand over your phone screen and lowers it down to your lap. “I’m fixin’ the sink,” he says simply.

He enjoys the way your eyes dilate at the assertion.

The next day, he shows up at your flat wearing old work clothes and carrying his heavy toolbox in his hand.

(You don’t live together yet—something he’s keen to rectify—but he has a toothbrush in your bathroom and permanent space in your bedroom drawers. He can be content for now.)

And you—you answer the door in the filmiest of sundresses, the ribbon tie on one shoulder hanging at a loose angle.

“Heard you need some plumbing done,” he says in the gruffest of voices, already understanding the game.

“Oh, thank goodness you’re here,” you say, barely able to hide your giggle, “I’ve been so worried.”

He steps in close to you, close enough to feel the heat of your body radiating off of your bare skin. He has half a mind to put the charade aside and lift your skirt here and now, but another lesson helpfully springs to mind: anticipation of the act makes the finale all the sweeter.

“I’ll show you to the kitchen,” you murmur, looking up at him with warm, dreamy eyes.

When he gets under the sink, he finds the problem easy enough to fix—the cold water supply line simple isn’t screwed in tight enough, and when he wiggles the whole contraption by the valves he finds that nothing has been tightened up to standard. A couple of years knocking the thing around had probably loosened up the locknut.

He elects to fix the whole problem in one go, while in the meantime you stand off to the side, watching him. He feels your eyes on his legs, trailing up to the hair on his belly exposed by his shirt riding up.

“Sir, I’m sorry, I should’ve said before,” you simper, “but I’m not really sure how I’m gonna pay for this.”

His cock jumps in his jeans, and he feels your gaze move to it as if it’s a physical touch.

He levers himself out a little and meets your eyes, keeping a stern expression on his face.

“I’m sure you’re gonna figure it out,” he says. Looking down at his groin and then back up at your face might be a touch unsubtle, but clear communication had been the most important lesson of all.

He slides himself back under, and pretends he doesn’t feel you approach, or lower to your knees between his spread legs. He ignores your gentle hands falling on the closure of his jeans, the pop of the button coming undone, the parting of the zipper as you pull it down.

“Of course, sir,” you say, “I’m sure I will.”

The softness of your hand meets his growing erection, caressing the head of his cock with your thumb—followed very close behind by the wet, liquid heat of your mouth.

next

[lambilegs]

best friend's older sister!sevika headcanons

contains: modern!au, mentions of smoking weed and cigarettes, nsfw content (so minors dni), not proofread, mentions of porn, clitplay and fingering, cunnilingus, degradation (word "slut" is used), sevika being a jackass and teasing the reader about their clothes + possible inexperience, reader's body is referred to with the following terms: "pussy," "clit," "cunt" and "tits," kinda imagined a younger version of sevika here, maybe late twenties

pt. 2

best friend's older sister!sevika who is always cooped up in her bedroom, whirring noises entering the halls from the mechanics she's working with. if you walk past her room, your body immediately gets blanketed with goosebumps from the cold air streaming in from her window, which is always cracked open so that she can blow the smoke from her weed and cigarettes out of there.

sometimes you run into her in the hall outside of her bedroom, cigarette hanging out of her lips, loud music blasting from the speakers she has in there. if you guys are both heading to the bathroom, she'll quietly nod, leaning back into the doorframe to let you go first.

there have been a few occasions where through the open door, you can see a girl laid out on her bed or sneaking out of her window. all you can do is ignore it and try to resist having wandering thoughts about exactly how good she must be in bed to have different girls over all the time.

best friend's older sister!sevika who doesn't really talk to any of you guys, just ruffling your best friend's hair or teasing her before heading back to her room, leaving the rest of you without a word from her. whenever she walks into the kitchen while your friend group is eating or making late night instant ramen, you feel your face heat up at the sight of her in a tight tank top, leaving nothing to the imagination, from her sculpted arms and the grooves of her stomach's abs. she's so tall, so effortlessly handsome, and you can't help but sneak in glances at her back when she bends to the fridge to get some gatorade.

best friend's older sister!sevika who talks to you for the first time when your best friend leaves you alone in the living room to go shower, and sevika enters through the front door, short, black hair tied back. just the sight of her neck is enough to get you tensing up, suddenly acutely aware of the patterned pajamas you have on and how childish they must look to her.

when she spots you, she raises her hand, mumbling an apology, but you insist that the two of you of two can sit together, you were only about to put something on. the truth is, you really don't want to miss the opportunity to get to know her more.

she hesitates, but gives in, sitting on the opposite end of the couch with you, twisting off the cap of her beer bottle and taking a swing from it, grey eyes focused on the television as you scroll through the options.

when you linger on gilmore girls, she scoffs. and not subtly. oh, no, she scoffs loudly, and you turn to find her lips twisted up into a smirk.

embarrassment and defensiveness make for an ugly combination, immediately arousing an irritated, "yes?" from you.

"are we seriously going to watch this crap?"

your mouth drops open. it's the first time she's properly spoken to you one-and-one, except for the brief interactions during your run-ins in the hall, and this is what she says? for a second, you're just stunned at her blunt rudeness, and you need a second to formulate a response before saying, "crap?"

"yes, crap." she tosses her hand at the television. "just a bunch of privileged little shits."

"the show literally deals with money issues!"

she snickers, and you try to ignore the bulge of her arms as they fold over her chest. "which sure aren't that stressful when you have two blue-blooded parents always there to save your ass."

"yes, but on conditions, though!"

she squints at you, lips turned down into a disbelieving frown. "friday night dinner? you're either just as spoiled as them or really naive, because trust me, weekly dinners don't mean shit."

your eyes sharpen into a hard glare, bitterness spilling through at her assumption. "you don't know anything about me!" with an indignant toss of your head, you mutter, "not that you've ever even tried to."

she suddenly bellows with a loud laugh, the edges of it rough and irritatingly pleasing to your ear. "awe, is someone sad over that?"

you roll your eyes. yes, but you weren't about to tell her that, of all people. "no, don't flatter yourself."

"you're not that good of a liar, you know that, right?"

with a twitching eye, you turn on the show, drowning out the noise of her chuckle with an immediate escalation of the volume.

best friend's older sister!sevika who doesn't stop teasing you after that night. now, when you're in the kitchen and she saunters in, she flashes you a smile that's nothing short of complete and utter self-satisfaction. when your best friend leaves you alone in her room, sevika knocks and steps inside, leaning on the wall and asking you how you are, how's work or school, sometimes teasingly tossing in, "you haven't been here in a while -- I didn't make you nervous, did I?"

you always fight back. partially because your attraction to her makes you feel so exposed and flustered that you want to try to hide it through challenging her back rather than being reduced to a blushing, spluttering mess. you know arguing back might be counterproductive, though, since it seems to only amuse even more. but, that leads you to the second reason you keep doing it. because, as on-the-spot and vulnerable it makes you feel, her prodding comments and mischievous attention makes you giddy. sevika, the allusive older sister of your best friend, is actually bantering with you, maybe even flirting with you. and seeing how easily she bounces off your words, how sharp her wit is, makes you only more excited. unnerving as it is, this little thing you guys have going spikes your excitement everytime you come over.

best friend's older sister!sevika who gets bolder and bolder. when she comes into the bathroom as you're brushing your teeth, looking for a hair tie to get her hair out of her face, you catch her in the mirror's reflection glancing at you, eyes quickly flicking up and down. the double take nearly makes you tighten your thighs together, mind whirling with thoughts, speculating over what she might be thinking.

you get your answer when she suddenly snaps the band of your tank top, which causes you to leap on the spot. when your eyebrows furrow into what you hope is a stare strict enough to hide just how turned on you are, she laughs, the noise low and velvety. "cute," she muses, eyes raking over you shamelessly before she reaches to the hairtie on your wrist, snapping it off and tying her hair back with it.

best friend's older sister!sevika who starts working out very intentionally in front of you. doing pull-ups in the kitchen when your friend group is there, lips curling up as her eyes seek you out. usually, by the time she looks in your direction, you've already been staring at her unabashedly for minutes as her arms flex and roll under her ministrations.

you want to crawl into a hole when your best friend smacks your arm, her face squeezed into a sour cringe. "dude, gross."

of course, sevika totally hears the reprimand, and she wiggles a scolding finger in your direction from her corner in the room.

best friend's older sister!sevika who can't stop laughing at the way you gasp and cover your mouth when you catch sight of the lesbian porn opened up on her laptop, which rests amongst her bunched up purple blanket. it only leaves you wondering about what she was doing moments before, if that happy trail you sometimes spot in her loose, muscle-shaped crop tops leads to a curl of hair between her thighs.

"oh, c'mon, have you never seen porn before?"

despite the fact that you can barely keep a straight face in light of this revelation, you manage to bristle. "of course I have."

"oh, yeah?" she leans on her doorframe, tilting her head down to watch you carefully. "got any recs?"

"if I did, I wouldn't share them with you."

"why not?"

"you would just--" you manage to squeeze out before trailing off into silence. the truth is, the idea of you and her watching the same porn, fucking yourselves to the same video, has your clit aching with desire. but, you don't wanna give in that easily, and just do as she requests. something tells you she's too used to getting her way. "you would just corrupt it!"

she raises an eyebrow. "corrupt the porn? by watching it?"

god, you're an idiot. "yes."

"that's quite a feat to manage."

"... yes."

"this wouldn't at all be because you're lying, right? and you really haven't watched porn?"

you grit your teeth, narrowing your eyes at her. god, she's so fucking irritating, talking to you like you're completely sexually oblivious.

at your silence, she ducks her head lower, and you suck in a sharp breath at the feeling of one of her dark locks tickling your cheek. "maybe you're more inexperienced than you let on. maybe you're looking to get corrupted."

fuck, she has no idea. at this point, the rest of your thoughts are practically zapped into silence from the mental image of sevika laying you on her bed, your back to her chest, with her big hands shoved down your panties and massaging your pussy, using your slick to circle your clit into a swollen little bud. her soft lips planting wet, sloppy kisses on your neck and cheek as she coaxes you to watch the filthy video, laughing darkly when you gush at the two women in it eating each other out. biting your ear, whispering how she wants to do this thing or that thing to you, how she'd fuck you better than anyone in these videos could. her thick fingers plunging into your hole, other hand covering your mouth as she makes you come over and over again in her cramped up bedroom.

jesus, this is going too far. you force your body to stiffen, lest her attentive gaze catches any telltale signs of your arousal. "well, maybe you're delusional."

she's unfazed, eyes darting to your lips before meeting your gaze again. "I'm sure I am."

best friend's older sister!sevika who tells your best friend she'll pick you up when she finds out you need a ride home from your part-time job. she insists this is because she doesn't trust your best friend with her car, so she should be the only one to drive it.

when you climb into the passenger seat, you can't help but feel self-conscious, sweaty and exhausted after the long shift. matters are only worsened by being in such a cramped space with her, the very act of being picked up way too date-like for comfort. you can smell her coconut shampoo from here, mixed in with the cologne she wears. her hands on the wheel captivate you, fingers long and thick, veins begging for your tongue to trace them. her hair, which is still bound by your hairtie, is damp and soft.

she takes you out for food, insisting you "get something in you after a long day" (you're certain she's aware of the innuendo, shit-eating grin present when she speaks). when she takes her car into a drive through, she hands you her phone, muttering that you can turn on whatever music you want.

she proceeds to make fun of every song you play.

ignoring your protests, and using her strong arms to shove you aside when you try to lurch over her, she pays. when you thank her profusely, her nose twitches and she nods quietly. you can't help but smile at her modesty.

instead of driving you guys back to hers and your best friend's home, she parks outside the store. you guys continue to listen to music, sharing the meal and talking. her usual snark is present, yes, but she actually listens to you, earnestly so, as you ramble about your shift. she asks you questions, and listens patiently. her answers, on the other hand, are short and to-the-point, but after some nudges to her shoulder and whining, she relents with a sigh and shares some more details.

as the sky darkens, the conversation becomes a bit more personal, and you see a side to her you've never bore witness to before. eyes soft, gaze downcast, voice low, she shows a side to you that's vulnerable. a side that has the layers of responsibility shed.

best friend's older sister!sevika who you can't help but smirk at when her jaw drops upon seeing you in the lacey, skimpy pajamas you recently bought. it costed enough, that's for sure, but you feel immensely successful. after all, you only bought them after seeing them in the porn video she had been watching weeks ago.

"what-- what is that?" her voice is low, hushed.

you touch the back of your neck, suddenly plagued with acute self-awareness over how you look. "just-- it's just pajamas."

that breaks her out of her trance, face breaking into a bout of laughter. "pajamas? you're kidding me, right? you look like you're about to seduce me."

you swallow hard. well, not exactly. all you had wanted was a reaction out of her. actual sex felt like too far-fetched a daydream to get excited over. you try to brush her off, self-doubt gripping you too tightly to allow yourself to be direct. "please, you wish."

"oh? someone's gotten bold." her eyes wander over your body languidly, as though you already belong to her and it's just a matter of time before you admit it. she leans back in the seat at her desk, mouth curving into a playful grin. "besides, who knows if you even have it in you?"

"have it in me to what?"

she snorts. "seduce me, bonehead."

"well, yeah, wouldn't wanna risk disappointing you after all the girls that have been in here."

you wince as soon as the words leave your mouth. god, how pathetic are you? you already sound like a jealous girlfriend, and you haven't even confessed to her.

luckily, sevika chooses not to tease. instead, her mouth presses into a firm line and she says, "you don't need to worry about that."

you gulp at the earnest words. what the hell is that supposed to mean? does she know just how serious your words are? because it sure does sound like that. the thrill of her maybe knowing, maybe even returning, your feelings has your stomach flipping. "why?"

she fiddles with some diagrams on her desk, flicking a thumb on the corner, before her shoulders heave with a sigh. "for the same reason I haven't had any girl over for months."

you nearly flinch at the words, the sheer vulnerability in them yanking you into an intense fixation on her words. is she implying she hasn't had any girl over for months because of you? because, well, what reason could explain both that and why you needn't be afraid of dissatisfying her?

you can only think of one.

best friend's older sister!sevika who pulls away from her desk, spreading her thick thighs over the seat, and nods you over. "come here."

when your trembling body reaches her, she hesitates before spreading her hand along your thighs. you immediately clutch onto her shoulders, shivering at the feeling of her rough, warm palm scraping along your skin.

the gap between her teeth flashes as she laughs. "liked that?"

your nails dig into her shoulders. you don't wanna give up the game just yet. "no."

"no?" she mumbles, leaning in and grazing her teeth right where the lace trimming of your silk shorts meets your skin. "that's too bad. because if you had confirmed my suspicions, I would've rewarded you." her head leans back, eyes shining under the lamp of her bedroom. "you're lucky I'm nice and will give you one last chance."

fuck. you can't resist, not when you're this tantalizingly close to getting what you want. "fine. I--I liked it, okay?"

she presses a hot, open-mouthed kiss to your inner thigh. "finally."

twenty minutes later, she's on her back in her bed, arms hooked around your thighs while you practically hump her face. your fingers ache with how hard they're grasping onto her headboard, forehead pressed to it as she helps you move your hips on her face. your pussy is making all kinds of squelching noises as she tongues at it, the slippery muscle making a mess of spit and juices as she licks you up so messily, no direction, no rhythm, just raw instinct. her hands have your top shoved up, large hands groping your tits and tweaking your nipples. and god, she just slurps you up, drinking down the thick, sticky arousal coating your folds, wrapping her lips around them to run the tip of her tongue along their shape.

"yeah, fuck my face," she grunts into your pussy. "such a little slut, wandering into my bedroom dressed like that."

a choked out moan leaves you, and she digs her nails hard into your ass as a warning. it makes you jerk harder on her face, her nose bumping against your clit just right and making you cover your mouth in panic. of course sevika takes notice of this reaction, and just a moment later, she's rubbing the point of her nose into your stiff clit, shaking her head side to side so that you get flicked with it.

you think nothing can get better than this -- a notion immediately disproved when sevika's lips round your clit and start sucking it in, her tongue darting out to stroke roughly at it.

and that's how you come, legs shaking as you sag against her headboard and fully sit on her face, unable to stay upright. not that sevika minds, groans of pleasure lost into wetness of your cunt.

best friend's older sister!sevika who actually got her sister's blessing weeks ago and was now just waiting on you.

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Doors: More Than Just Portals in Modern Interior Design