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Send me ♦ and my muse will reveal what they find sexually attractive about your muse.

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"Hey there"

      Harper's eyes were huge. He had pinned her to the wall. And she was vulnerable. "Doctor Masters...." She started, but when his lips were on hers, she reciprocated without restraint. One hand slid up around his shoulders to pull him in closer and her other hand was splayed against his chest, almost like she wanted to push him away; but she couldn't. Instead, her fingers curled into his shirt and pulled him closer. Her mouth opened to let his tongue in, a moan left her; but she soon pulled back and away; breathing heavily.

      "Restrain yourself, Doctor." She fixed her scrubs. "This is a work place. And I'm not some... blonde bimbo to play with." She held her head high, stubbornly.

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Send "Hey there" to pin my character against the wall and kiss them.

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texts from last night meme (nsfw)

[text]: I don't know man. I fell outside Pizza Hut and an employee had to perform first aid. But I think I got free pizza. So it was worth it.

[text]: You rinsed the beer pong ball off in my White Russian

[text]: WHAT IS MY LIFE THAT THE ONLY PERSON INTERESTED IN FUCKING ME IS MY 6TH GRADE MATH TEACHER

[text]: At least if we puke, we will be surrounded by beautiful, non-judgemental trees.

[text]: If your boss lets you sleep on his couch, you don't pay him back by boning his daughter.

[text]: You stuck your head out the window to puke and got hit with a mailbox.

[text]: Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.

[text]: It was just a friend comforting a friend. Except his penis was inside of me.

[text]: Maybe it's cause you slapped him with a pancake last night

[text]:You kept asking who was the good cop and who was the bad cop, you said you only wanted to talk to the good one

[text]:Teeth make me feel like a dinosaur. Can you feel yours?

[text]: Just puked in a purse in the store. some girl asked if I was gonna buy it now and I laughed and asked her why I'd want a bag some dude just puked in. her face looked like she saw the devil.

[text]: I really think that guy just walks around with tennis balls in his pocket. No dick is that big

[text]: Get a piano. I want to have sex on it.

[text]: Why didn't you tell me I was calling her by her sisters name all night?

[text]: You better buy her a motherfucking bunny rabbit to make up for this. And me footsie pajamas for being a cockblock.

[text]:I want to get business cards and hand them to hot guys and say " hey if you ever want to like makeout and pretend it never happened call me"

[text]: You were eating the carrots out of my guinea pig's cage and saying that you needed them more than they ever would.

[text]: I'm still in a robe trying to piece together 3-7am I'll be there in a few

[text]: This is a pre-sorry for hitting on and then sleeping with your ex

[text]: Well that's my green light to bang your brother. It's not real til it's on fb

[text]: So apparently nutella and chocolate body paint aren't actually the same thing.

[text]: Are there any plans to where i might need to be dressed semi-nicely or is it a "pants optional" weekend?

[text]: Yeah, you spent an hour in front of the mirror trying to reenact the Sailor Moon theme song.

[text]: We found you in the kitchen at five am trying to make a vodka omelette. you said you didn't want to live in a world where your two favourite things couldn't be together.

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        Harper slid her tongue against Alex's nipple, then switched breasts and added a little pressure with her fingers between Alex's legs. She pulled her head back and smirked, since Alex was laying on the gyno chair. She took her legs and put them on the feet rest, then moved down and pushed her knickers to the side, just so Harper's tongue could dance against her clitoris and folds.

        "I promise you." She pulled back, then leaned up and kissed Alex's lips. "I'll fuck you better than any man could." And as she whispered that, she pushed one finger up into Alex, her thumb slid against her clitoris and her other fingers smoothed down her folds. 

            Alex made a small sound as she did it again. “Wow, that’s … ” she didn’t say anything and looked at her. “Prove it,” she said and now she couldn’t resist — stupid pregnancy hormones making her try anything twice. Sliding her fingers through the other woman’s hair, Alex let out a whimper and tapped her foot against the bed as fingers moved between her legs. ” … and oh yes, you’re right.” 

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        She slid her hands over Alex's breasts again. "Can I have you for my own?" She purred. She undid the front clasp of her bra. She pulled back. "Alex, I'm a much better lover than any man." She whispered. She leaned down and swirled her tongue around the Alex's nipple, then started sucking on her breast, her other hand moved down between Alex's legs to rub against her panties. 

            Alex raised a brow and looked at her, exhaling slowly as harpers hands moved to her breasts; letting out a small sound as they were super sensitive now. “Men have always been like that … ” she murmured and closed her eyes, lifting her head a little bit.  ”I’ve always bet on your team,” she smiled some. “I’ve just batted for both teams,” she said and made a sound again. “Easy on them, they’re sensitive,” she said and kissed her — feeling this out of body experience. “You’ve got me right here.” 

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        "Hi." Harper smirked. She slid her hands up to Alex's breasts and gave them a gentle squeeze. "Men, a horrid people. Who will only continue to hurt you, Alex." She leaned forward, her lips hovering near the other woman's. "So bat for our team." She slid her hands up and down Alex's frame again, groping her breast, then leaned in and kissed her on the lips. "I want you."

             Alex had decided to catch a small nap after her appointment with Katz; it was beginning to get more difficult to hide now, as her belly started to expand and her waistband started to get tight. So being in the hospital gown was definitely much more appealing. She was unprepared to have harper over top of her. “Um — ” she was a bit taken aback. ” — this is unexpected,” she said, letting her take the gown off her. She was wearing lingerie under it anyway. 

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        Alex had been in to see Doctor Katz, but Harper had closed the door and locked it. She climbed up onto the bed and pinned Alex to the bed. "So. You're having boy trouble." As she absently went on, she removed the gown off of Alex's body. "I have the perfect solution for you." The woman whispered to her rival.

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harper's in my head just like, please lemme pounce alex reid.

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# (vanderhaart)

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

Dr. Harper Vander Haart

 - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

"Barracuda" - Heart

- my muse’s last text to your muse

Oh stop pretending you weren't looking South while we were in the OR together. My cock is hard to miss.