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 there was a crook in dani’s neck. it was tight, pinching sensation taking control of her nerves. it was obvious who the crook was inducing such pain…. WORK. most people described being a magazine editor as ‘ IMPOSSIBLE work. ’  dani didn’t take lightly to that word. in fact, it was the equivalent to dirt beneath her heel. she’d continue to walk it off, and stand tall. her fingers were always clicking at the keys of her keyboard, eyes strained from skimming mock-ups, and articles trying to be ready to be published. it was all VERY much possible. it just came at a cost of sacrificing any social life outside of the job, and FORGET any real established relationships. forget that. 

     fingers flexed on the back of her neck aching for some release. the longer she rubbed at the stressed skin, soon her computer screen timed out. sacrificing the potential to make her muscle BETTER, the woman dropped her hand to wake her computer back up. there was always MUCH to do. whomever said being a BOSS was simple didn’t carry the title well. reaching for the key pad, it wasn’t her fingers that knocked something awake… it was a knock on her door. she sat up, her focus muddled by whoever was on the side of her front door. had she ordered take out ? not that she could remember… and she’d already had her cheat day with takeout earlier in the week… chair pushed back, dani cleared her throat breaking her work path.  “ jamie .. ? ”  brown eyes went directly to the left chest, no name tag. it was a habit from seeing the younger woman always at the café. the change of scenery had thrown her off. double blinked. insomnia was getting the best of her. “ w-what are you doing here ? ”  the woman was usually on her FEET, strong standing, always aware of her surroundings, and ready to tackle anything and anyone who forward. 

                                                                                             @chocolxtes​. //

it seemed like it happened much more lately than ever, maybe even on a daily basis, fighting with her dad almost every time she came home from work. it was added to the routine of throwing her bike outside the front door of the small house, walking inside and tossing all her tips from the day onto the kitchen counter. she was always tired after a long day of work at the cafe - her dad too after a long day at work as well - which resulted in them both having really short tempers. she tried to do whatever she could helping financially, spending most of her time at the cafe, which wasn’t always easy, but also finding her escape in doing something useful outside of the house, meeting people, and keeping busy.

Once she was sure Jamie was all the way through, Honey moved onto one knee, kissing the brunette’s stomach, before rising to full height and trailing kisses up her collarbone, to her throat, and soon her cheek. “Me? I’m a virgin, pure as the driven snow.” She stuck her tongue out, giggling before pressing an unusually chaste kiss to Jamie’s lips. “Do you want me to do this with half the school? If I did, I might not have time to hang out with you. You’d be a mess without me taking care of you. Admit it.” Another kiss, this one a bit longer. “Admit it.” Another. Deeper, her tongue looking to part Jamie’s soft lips. “C’mon, babe. Say it.”

Adley was beyond grateful that Jamie had come over so late, her pyjamas made everything so accessible, her body free to Jamie to reach, the items of clothing so loose and unrestrictive that when Jamie grabbed roughly at her breast, it was oh so delightful to be free from a bra. A loud gasp suddenly came out of the blonde, the roughness was exciting, she’d missed out on so much of it because Emily wasn’t some much into it, if Adley accidentally got a bit too carried away she was often scolded, but god, when Jamie did it, it made her realise how much she had craved it after so long. “Fuck me Jamie, I need to feel you.” She practically begged against the lips of the brunette on top of her, her hips doing their best to rocking upwards against the other.

   it wouldn’t be anything extravagant. besides the clock ticking at a later hour, emotionally malia felt exhausted. it could only be imagined that jamie had felt similar, but she didn’t try to assume the others emotions. it just seemed APPARENTLY worn on the both of them.  “ - uh yeah,”  her hands were already busying themselves. often running on auto pilot when it came to the kitchen.  “ mind grabbing a couple of tomatoes. two of the bigger ones.”  she’d gather some basil picked from the herb garden on the balcony quickly. it wasn’t the beautiful green garden she’d dreamed off but the city was a little SCARCE in that dream.  walking back in, “  mind dicing them a bit ? ”  the air was beginning to feel… lighter. malia took a comfort to that realization.  “ the flowers are beautiful, jamie.”  she took notice to them again, this time more sincere. as much tension grew between them, the woman didn’t want jamie to believe her efforts weren’t appreciated. hell, they meant more to her than she could voice. 

She wanted to throw Jamie to the ground and take her there. Fuck everyone outside, fuck the pep rally, fuck the world, there was nothing but her and her girl. She settled for churning up her core, being blessed by the cheerleader as she came down her throat. Honey, a sympathetic wave of euphoria running through her, started laughing as she lapped away at the tide. Some dribbled down her face, most was swallowed, but she didn’t stop licking, sucking, and caring for the girl to help ease her through the journey. Fuck, she couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re such a fucking slut, do you know that? You and your friends used to call me such shitty things, and now look at you... I love it.”

She couldn’t respond. Didn’t want to stop fucking the pretty cheerleader with her talented tongue, but she did moan into her, almost mockingly. She was supposed to hate preppy girls like her… and yet the pair of panties she’d wore to class today were absolutely going to have to be washed a couple times.Chin slick with Jamie’s arousal, Honey couldn’t help the ‘drunken’ giggle that rose from her chest, couldn’t help but speed up her tongue further, hungry for Jamie’s lack of composure. Honey hadn’t expected Jamie to get this excited for her after the first time, but she kept coming and coming and coming back to her. 

Adley couldn’t hold back the moan that had slipped out when Jamie sunk her teeth into her lower lip, it felt so familiar yet so new. A soft gasp shortly followed when she was thrown back onto the bed, her body creating a position that instantly welcomed Jamie on top of her. There was no turning back now, Adley was already too lost in the sensation of everything, hearing Jamie tell her that she was hers, she knew it was right, she always had been. “I’m yours.” She breathed out, a hand stroking through dark hair before fisting lightly at it. “Make me feel that I’m yours, make everyone know it too.” She gently tugged Jamie’s head away from her neck, despite the skin sensitive for her there, and reconnected their lips once more, wrapping her legs around her ex-girlfriend.

“I know, I’m sorry…” Lex apologized softly after Jamie picked up the other end of the body. She focused on the task at hand, and led them outside into the alleyway through the door Jamie mentioned. At least it was the right time of night where there weren’t a lot of people around to witness anything. Once they made it into the alleyway, Lex lowered the body. “I’m going to go get my car, okay? It’s right around the corner. One minute, I promise.” She rushed down the alleyway to her car which was parked just outside of the front of Jamie’s building. She quickly looked around, both for potential witnesses and potential back-up for their dead friend. It looked safe for now. She got into her car and reversed it into the alleyway, stopping just in front of Jamie at the body. The trunk popped open and she reunited with Jamie. “Let’s throw him in there.” She picked up the body again and placed him into the trunk. After slamming the trunk shut, she turned to Jamie. “Okay, next thing… do you happen to have bleach?”

“See, now that’s just contradicting what I just said about you. Because I know myself, and I know you, and I just said you’re the most beautiful person I know. But then you said that same thing about me. So who’s the right one here?” she playfully asked. She leaned in to give Jamie a small, soft kiss on the lips. “I’m gonna say me, because, well… I said so.” She laughed. “Now please, I’m begging you to change into some dry clothes before you get a cold. I’ll reward you with the best pesto pasta you’ve ever had in your life.”

 “If you don’t keep it down, someone might hear you… Can you imagine what your friends would say if they saw you like this?”

Honey kept her eyes locked on Jamie’s as she moved her panties aside, sliding her tongue into the cheerleader’s pussy, licking her from the entrance to the clit. Honey hated pep rallies. They were the most boring Ego-driven festivals she was forced to go to as part of her ‘school spirit’… but there was never any talk about ‘staying’ at the rally the whole time. 

Honey had zero qualms about dipping away into an empty classroom, and putting her tongue inside the head cheerleader, going as deep as she could while sucking on her clit.

CLOSED STARTER FOR: @chocolxtes· BASED ON: THIS #5

closed starter : @chocolxtes·

It had been a while since Gabi had come home for a family meal, she’d been working the last couple of times, but this weekend she’d made a special effort to show, to see her parents and her little sister, especially after having heard that her sisters girlfriend would be there too. A break from work was overdue, but the moment she’d been greeted by her family and the introductions with Jamie had passed, it was time for Gabrielle to relax. Laughter and chatter had filled the house practically all evening long, in all honesty, she’d not really expected to have much in common with Jamie, the age difference was something she’d figured would put them at a disadvantage, but so far, things had been very smooth. What did catch her off guard, however, was the casual hand on her thigh as she ate, causing her to splutter for a moment, quickly passing it off as nothing when questioned by her mother. As chatter amongst the table continued, Gabrielle couldn’t help but look at Jamie, who didn’t seem to act like her hand placement was anything out of the ordinary.

Charlotte’s brows furrowed deeper in response to Jamie’s words. “Why would I fucking cheat on you?” she spat back, her head shaking a little. Confused didn’t begin to describe how she was feeling. “I don’t know what you think you saw or what delusional world you’re living in right now, but it’s not reality. I didn’t cheat on you, and I wouldn’t. You of all people should fucking know that, Jamie. This is ridiculous.” Her jaw clenched upon making eye-contact. Fuck. She was pissed off at the obvious lack of trust, but something about the tears had Charlotte back-tracking a bit. Her gaze only left Jamie’s to briefly glance down towards the hand against her neck. The next words that came out of her mouth had the possibility to make things worse, but they were spoken before she could even consider stopping them. “If you’re gonna choke me, at least make me feel it. You know how I like it.”

Lex nodded and noted the where Jamie pointed out the door. With a couple of grunts, she finished rolling up the body. God, this guy was heavy. She shifted herself so she was at one end of the body and picked it up. She looked at Jamie, hating what she was about to ask of her, but it had to be done. “Babe -” The term of endearment slipped. “- could you… grab that other end there? Despite what you just saw, I don’t have the strength to carry a two-hundred pound man by myself.” Maybe one day they could look back on this and laugh? Maybe?

Sydney could tell that Jamie was worried about getting the raise. While money was always a struggle with them, Sydney tried her best not to make the it central issue. “Hey…” She took Jamie’s damp face in her hands and offered a soft, reassuring smile. “It would be great if you could get it, but I don’t want you beating yourself up if it doesn’t happen, okay? That wouldn’t be your fault.” Jamie looked exhausted. She wished there was some magical cure for it. “You’re the hardest working woman I know. Also the most beautiful, as a bonus,” she added with a grin. “We’ll figure it out together.”

Lex looked at Jamie for a moment. It was inevitable now, at least to her, that she was going to lose Jamie after this, but she didn’t want to think about that right now. “First I need you to…” She sighed. “I need you to believe I’m not going to hurt you. I swear on my life I would never do that. Okay?” She turned her attention to the body. “Is there a door into the alleyway? It’s best if we don’t carry him out through the front door.” She knelt down and started to roll him up into the rug. “We’re going to put him into my trunk first. And then we’re going to clean up around here to remove the evidence,” she explained. “Then we get rid of the body, and then…” She was sure Jamie wouldn’t like the next idea. As if Jamie would like any of the other ideas she’d just said. “… we go to my place. It’s safer there than here. And then we’ll figure out what to do after.”

“You know I don’t love you just for your incredible cooking skills,” Sydney teased with a quick peck to Jamie’s cheek. If they struck gold with groceries this week, Sydney knew it would be wise not to let Jamie touch them. “You can do the very important job of eating what I cook, how’s that sound?” She inspected the groceries to see what she had to work with. She looked up momentarily when Jamie announced she asked for a raise. “You did? That’s great, baby! They absolutely should give it to you. You deserve it.” The extra money didn’t hurt either, but she mainly care about Jamie getting paid her worth. Which was a huge request, considering Sydney found Jamie priceless. “Do you think I could increase your odds by throwing in free coffee for a week if your boss says yes?” she asked jokingly.