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"Of course. I just wanted to make sure that they didn't hurt you for obeying." Iris said casually, the brunette was captivating- did she even know? "I'm sorry you were scared, but I promise to take good care of you sweetheart." Standing up she straightened her blouse and walked over to the woman.
"I bought you for a multitude of reasons."
The blonde offered a knowing smile, "But I don't need your specialization in antique manuscripts sweetheart." Iris walked up and placed a hand on the other's cheek, her thumb brushing against her guests cheek bone. "Your bookstore will be taken good care of. But I'm afraid this isn't a negotiation- my word is law going forward."
"They only hurt me when I didn't do what they wanted. I was taken from my store and brought here. When you talk about the auction, I was too scared to pay attention to what you were buying."
She sighed, "how much is the owner of a bookstore worth. I mean, what do you need with someone who specializes in antique and rare manuscripts. Is that why you bought me..."
Her eyes widened as she looked at Iris. She wasn't sure what to say because she just told her that her house was where she lived. Becca looked back down to the bracelet. "I'm guessing you have the controls over it now. I can't live with you though, I have my own home above my store."
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Savannah hadn't seen herself settling down at such a young age, but that was before she met Aislin- the other made it impossible not to fall for her. Having to go the entire length of her girlfriends trip without her hadn't been easy- but she'd made it. The redhead was here now, and it felt like a hole in Savannah's chest had filled. She was such a sap, she knew it- but she wasn't ashamed of it, rather she embraced it.
Aislin always had a way of riling her up, it was intoxicating even. "I know, I'm impatient but I had no doubt you'd come back." The blonde grinned as the other returned the kiss- savoring the taste of her girlfriends lips.
That moan was like music to hear ears.
"Oh really?" This time it was Savannah's turn to let out a moan; this one much more playful, teasing even. "I've thought about that since our first time together." she murmured, "I'd take you right here and now if you want me too baby girl..."
Aislin had fallen for Savannah, and hard at that. It’d taken her a while, adjusting to having feelings for someone of the romantic kind, but she certainly felt them for Sav. She had to go visit her girlfriend now that she was home from his trip, life having kept the adorable couple apart for far too long. She’d been thinking naughty things about Savannah, especially while her girlfriend had been away, Aislin self-pleasuring to the thought of her beloved on top of her. She’d told Savannah about it too, so not only one of them was worked up.
“I was hoping to come by sooner, but baking takes a while,” Aislin explained before letting out a noise of surprise as Savannah pulled her down into her lap. Feeling the erection grind against her ass Aislin moaned softly before feeling soft lips against her own, her body having been turned so she was straddling Savannah.
“I thought about how much I missed you inside of me while you were away,” Aislin confessed sheepishly, panting after the passionate kiss, “I even used that custom toy you got me — the one that mimics releasing upon orgasm” she added, absolutely flustered at her confession. Savannah was her first proper girlfriend, thus making the toy performances and usage a bit of a new thing for the redhead. “I thought about you finishing me…off the pill,” she whispered.
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Hockey had been in Logan's life for as long as he could remember- some of his earliest memories had been shooting practice. The current rink they used was a shared one- he had no problem with that, of course- but he hadn't expected to be captivated in such a way.
Logan had shown up early to watch some of her practice; there was something mesmerizing about watching her on the ice that he couldn't put a name on. Hockey was about brute force- overwhelming your opponent to score a goal.
This woman was much more elegant, and maybe that elegance is what drew him in. Either way for now he was content to watch, not quite sure how to approach her. Today, however, it appeared would be different as she chose to approach him. "
"I have." Logan nodded, turning his attention to the approaching blonde and offering a small smile. "Is there something wrong with having a secret admirer?" he asked curiously, "I'm Logan. I have to admit, you're captivating out on that ice."
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Kara wasn't sure exactly how long she'd been skating but as she completed her last axel, she couldn't help but know that she was done for the day. As she skated over to her coach the man handed her a bottle of water and smiled.
"красивая малышка." (beautiful, little one)
"I could have done better Yasha. I promise tomorrow I won't be quite as distracted. I stayed up too late watching video of this years competition."
Just as she was getting ready to go back to the locker rooms, she noticed one of the Rangers, a professional hockey team, who used her rink to practice before her by the glass. She wasn't quite sure what he wanted but she'd seen him a few times around her grandfather's estate. He was handsome in a way that women probably threw themselves at him and she knew that he was a goalie defender. They were the toughest out on the ice and he was built for it. All Kara really noticed was the hours in the gym it must have taken him to look the way he did in his jeans.
Biting down on her lower lip, she skated over to the edge where he was standing. "I've seen you watching me. Do I get a name or are you just going to be my secret admirer till the winter games?"
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"I figured you'd try to chicken out." Candice murmured, there had been no doubt in her mind that she would win- but it was always refreshing to hear it escape the others mouth. Resting a hand on her step sisters thigh she grinned, "Oh yeah? Like what? Tell me everything..."
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" fuck that bet, candice. " lena grumbled. the two of them knew that it was obvious from the very beginning who was going to win, and who was going to lose. " i wanna do more. "
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@wantcn sent in this gif
Carlos's breath caught in his throat as a waive of pleasure washed over him, his arm keeping Anna's back pressed firmly against his chest as his cock slid in and out of her, his other hand moving down to further tease her. "You belong to me." he said quietly in her ear as his grip tightened on her- "Fuck I'm close..." he muttered, increasing the pace of his movements, "Let me hear how much you're enjoying this..."
#wantcn#//lmk if I need to change anything :)#I left it relatively open but yes def some pri.mal designation vibes!
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I kinda want a poly ship (f/f/m) where one of the girls unexpectedly gets pregnant. I think this dynamic could be neat to play.
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Starting a relationship with her best friends Mom hadn't been on her bingo card for 2025... but fucking her like this? She could get used to this. "That's right, moan for me." she whimpered with a groan. Her eyes locked with the older woman and she grinned, "I'm gonna cum inside you- I'm gonna fill you up- put a baby in you.... let everyone know you're mine." she growled.
she never thought she would start a relationship with anyone. but then her daughters best friend came into her life. and all of that changed. candice became the one person she really couldn't live without anymore. "oh fuck." she moaned out as the other slide her cock in and out of her. never had she ever felt like this for anyone before. "feels so good." she said as another moan escaped her lips. "do it, baby." she spoke, hips moving along with hers. "make me yours. "
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Iris was admittedly a little possessive, even at the best of times. She knew she didn't really have any claim to the young woman- but then Moira leaned into the touch and she smiled, looking over at her "I'm someone who knows how to cultivate relationships and... power." The blonde smiled at the other, "The drums huh? And song writing? You're truly an impressive woman. You're going places." Licking her lower lip in thought the blonde chuckled, "And I don't typically invite young women to my booth." she responded, "Unless they happen to call me Mommy. And I find them attractive. Lucky for you that you manage to hit both."
a soft chuckle left her lips as she watched iris walk back to accompany her, the press of her hand on the small of her back like a gentle claim, one she was happy to lean into as she followed. eyes glanced around the room as she took it in - she usually tended to stick with the band after shows and never headed to the bars or parties - and her eyebrows raised as she looked at the private booth, letting out a whistle of appreciation. "wow, that's .. you're really someone important, huh?" she asked with a playful grin, before she sat down. the question made her shrug, relaxing in the booth as her eyes stayed on the blonde. "tell me what you wanna know. i play the drums, have done so since i was like, seven. i also help write most of the songs. and i like going out, drinking and pretty girls. nothing special, i'm afraid." she chuckled, running her fingers through her hair. "oh - and i usually don't call random women mommy, unless they ask very nicely." she teased with a smirk, fingers tapping on the table absentmindedly as her eyes took in the blonde.
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Carlos raised an eyebrow at the other spoke- admittedly curious to hear where this was going. He let out a chuckle at her words as he tilted his head to the side, "Interesting." he murmured, "Is that a problem?"
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" i think ⸻ " she pauses , fingers tapping against the point of her chin . " that you like people second guessing you ... you like them not knowing what to think . "
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"What's stopping you?"
liked for a random starter : @thedevilyxuknow !
" i want to ruin you for anyone else . "
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✗ Pregnancy Starter Sentences!!!
From the mother’s point of view -
❝ I think I’m pregnant. ❞ ❝ How am I going to tell [xxx]? ❞ ❝ I don’t know how to ask this… but do you think you’re going to stick around?❞ ❝ It’s okay - I can do this on my own!❞ ❝ Look, this is the first sonogram, it looks like a little bean!❞ ❝ Can we talk about this? ❞ ❝ Want to feel the baby kick? ❞ ❝ I… I think we’re having a girl ❞ ❝ It’s twins.❞ ❝ I’m not sure I’ll be able to be a mother❞ ❝I hope the baby looks like you ❞ ❝ We’re having a boy ❞ ❝ Can you get me some pickles on your way home? ❞ ❝ I think something’s wrong with the baby❞ ❝You’re the father ❞ ❝ Will you come with me to the doctor’s? ❞ ❝ I think my water just broke! ❞ ❝ The baby isn’t yours, I’m sorry. ❞ ❝ The baby’s coming! ❞
From the father’s point of view-
❝ What - what are you going to do? ❞ ❝ You’re pregnant? ❞ ❝ Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant when you found out? ❞ ❝ Do you… do you want to get married? ❞ ❝ It’s okay, I’m going to be here for you and the baby. ❞ ❝ This is the most amazing thing that could ever happen to me ❞ ❝ Wait, was that the baby kicking? ❞ ❝ I’m going to love the both of you for the rest of our lives ❞ ❝ I’m sorry but I can’t be a father ❞ ❝ Everything is going to be fine, we are going to get through this, I promise ❞ ❝ Why wouldn’t I stick around?❞ ❝ Are you sure it’s mine? ❞ ❝ You’re glowing ❞ ❝ How can you be so sure I’ll make a good father? ❞ ❝ Do you think we can talk about this first?❞ ❝ Your dad’s going to kill me.❞ ❝ Just tell me that you and the baby are both fine❞ ❝ It’s okay I’m right here, you’re doing great❞
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The blonde merely nodded at Eleanor's words, "Well see to it that you earn that kindness- hm?" she asked with an amused smile. When the whole transaction had taken place she hadn't expected someone so willing, but Eleanor continued to impress her. "You really are a bit of an over achiever. I appreciate that."
"I remember now." Iris said, "It's one of the reasons I bought you- amongst many." The woman was beautiful, and while Iris would never give her the satisfaction- the blonde had been smitten the moment she lay eyes on the captured woman.
Iris watched Eleanor kneel, "You may." There was something...intoxicating about seeing someone so eager to serve. The last time she had taken a pet they'd been mouthy and headstrong, which had led to Iris selling them off.
Breath caught in the woman's throat as she felt Eleanor playing with her cock, fuck this woman was talented. "Don't you worry Pet- we'll have you trained in no time." She had a lot of plans for this pet.
"Pleasure yourself all you want- but you're not allowed to cum unless I say so- do you understand?" she asked before letting out a husky moan to encourage the other. "Fuck that feels good. Keep doing that and I'll cum, don't you worry..."
“I appreciate that,” Eleanor told the beautiful, blonde bombshell, “you’re showing me a kindness I am not certain I deserve,” she added sheepishly, offering a small smile to Iris, one that was dazzling and warm. “I look forward to proving myself,” Eleanor told Iris with determination and strength.
“It’s what I was marketed for, after being captured,” Eleanor confessed, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear adorably. “Ideally, and only if you desire it as well of course,” she responded, offering a wider smile at the idea of getting to please Iris.
Eleanor got on her knees, kneeling beautifully and properly for her new…owner…as odd as the term felt. When tossed the undergarment Iris was wearing, Eleanor held it close before pocketing it. “Yes, ma’am,” she answered, one of her hands going between her own thighs to alleviate the ache between them a bit.
“As you command,” Eleanor answered, positioning herself between Iris’s legs and gently pushing her thighs apart with her hands. Seeing the girthy, long erection that she’d be pleasuring, her cheeks heated up and she felt herself getting soaked due to Iris. “May I swallow at the end?” she asked sheepishly, loving the taste of c-m.
Eleanor went back to under Iris’s skirt, licking and sucking at her cock head, loving the taste of her leaking juices and needing to reach a hand between her own legs again to relieve some of the ache she felt in her core.
“F—k,” she moaned softly before taking more of Iris’s erection into her mouth, eyes rolling back with delight at the weight of it in her mouth. She hummed around Iris, knowing it’d feel good from previous lovers’ reactions, her free hand going up and stoking what her mouth couldn’t take down her throat (yet).
Eleanor couldn’t help but fantasize about what Iris could do to her with that c-ck, her legs squirming as she thought about the beautiful blonde woman breeding her like a slut. “Please, let me know what you like so I can be sure to do it,” she said from under Iris’s skirt, sucking on the tip of her erection hungrily as if Iris would feed her and solve world hunger with her orgasm. “I also hope it’s alright I’m….self-pleasuring,” Eleanor added in a small voice, lifting her slick soaked fingers and coating Iris’s c—k with it before licking it off of her in a frenzy.
Eleanor stepped back for a moment, undressing completely for Iris, momentarily standing there to give the woman a view of her nearly untouched body. She had slick streaming down her inner thigh, yet ignored it as she returned to orally pleasuring Iris. “I can’t wait to know your taste” she confessed with a dreamy sigh her lips around Iris’s erection as she bobbed her head up and down at a slow, torturous pace.
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"Samhain? Really? I've never met anyone that celebrates that." The blonde didn't sound dismissive, however, instead she was interested. It was clearly important to Relta- which made it important to her. "Wait do people who observe Samhain typically not wear costumes?" she asked before looking up a the other- "You realize that if you wear this all eyes were going to be on you? That's...you're really beautiful."
Peyton's teeth sunk into her lower lip and she looked up at the redhead,it felt like they had been doing this dance for awhile now. "Oh um, no I don't have any plans. I actually would love for you to help me find a costume." she confessed, shoving her hands into her jeans before adding, "Maybe- maybe we could find a matching costume?"
She'd had a crush on Relta for awhile- and this felt like her chance to finally make a move, "If you don't think that's too much I mean."
Muse: Relta McLeod, 24+, bisexual, medical school student || @indiestarter || Open To: M/F/NB 23+, any for romantic!|| Plot Inspo: Nothing specific except…HALLOWEEN IS COMING! || Mutuals preferred but not exclusively
“My family actually observes Samhain,” Relta confessed, nervous about the whole ‘oh yeah, we’re orphaned pagans’ thing coming out, so she hoped that they didn’t question her further about her traditions. “However, I DO wear a costume for the season!” Relta told them excitedly, taking her cell out to show them a picture of a Poison Ivy costume. “Hope you like it,” she added sheepishly, it being a photo of her in the costume. She took a step closer to them, shuffling her feet nervously as she awaited their reaction.
She wasn’t going to tell them yet, right? No feelings until after Samhain and midterms were over, or so she felt. It was out of respect to the spirits that came through the veil during such a holy time of year. Relta had been yearning for them for a while now, going out of her way to even study with them despite having different majors. It was…silly of her, and fortunately didn’t impact her grades.
“You should join my housemates and I in celebrating Halloween! I can even help you find a costume if need be…” she trailed off, afraid to sound over eager. “I mean, if you want to. I’m guessing your friend group is already planning something.”
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"You've had a lot of liquid courage tonight, haven't you?" Kaia snorted, folding her arms over her chest. "I'm sure you'll spread your legs for whoever gives you a second glance." she stepped forward, shamelessly letting her eyes dip to the others lips then back up to her eyes. "But I don't think you've ever met anyone that could actually handle you- you probably boss them around, get them off, and then kick them out- right?"
She was jumping to conclusions- but she was rather confident in her assumption. "You don't impress me- you've got a nice ass but nothing else is that impressive." A lie, Leandra was beautiful- but she wasn't about to give the other a compliment yet.
"You wouldn't be able to handle me. Maybe in your wildest dreams. But I promise you that I could handle anything you throw at me. Like I said... you're just beneath me, and not in the fun way- yet."
the mocking of her word, the matching tilt of her head - oh, she was bold. or stupid. probably both. leandra shook her head, toying with the straw of her drink. "believe me, babe. you don't want to find out." her tone was less intimidating than usual, due to the alcohol, but her eyes still snapped wide open at the brunette's next words. immediately, she looked around, checking that no one had heard as she leaned in. "please. i can get fucked whenever i want, wherever i want. i'm not desperate to jump on the first offer i get. especially coming from someone so out of her depth. believe me, babe, you couldn't handle me, not even in your wildest dreams." she teased, her tone cutting, eyes drifting briefly to the other's lips before she could stop them.
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