i think she really likes me

hello! my name is toni and i am thirty one years old living in the EST. this a mature multi muse indie where i will only interact with muses and muns who are 18+. i am semi selective and super slow but i am here for a good time and not put any stress on anyone- myself included. some things. my muse page is always a work in progress because i’m more interested in fleshing out characters while writing with my partners; i’ll be adding characters nonstop. also, i will never say no to anything wlw-related. 

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Camila could feel the nerves knotted up in her stomach begin to relax a bit as she watched Kenny’s approving reaction, her own gaze glued on watching his eyes take her in inch by inch. “You are pretty lucky…” She gracefully teased, her arms stretching back behind her as she clasped her hands together around her back. A small habit of hers to calm her nerves as he moved closer. “I’m glad you like it.” Her smile was warm and sweet, though very far from innocent, and while she knew he had hardly touched her yet, the feeling of his fingertips still found a way to become etched into her skin. “Don’t feel lame, the traditional route is severely underrated… And something I happen to enjoy.” Camila assured him, finally unraveling her fingers to bring her arms back out in front of her in order to run her hands up the chest of the man as he practically towered over her. “So, are you gonna stand here and stare at me for a while, or are you gonna take me to bed and let me show you just how much I appreciate every bit of you?”

"I mean, I could... You’re that breathtaking...” A boyish smile spread across Kenny’s face. He was joking. Mostly. His teeth began to sink into her lower lip over the feeling of Camila’s hands on his chest, and Kenny finally allowed himself to touch her, too - pressing his hands along the small of her back and dragging his fingertips over her spine. Without giving a warning, Kenny swooped the girl up and carried her the small distance to her bed, waiting until the back of his knees touched the mattress before he sat down, settling her on his lap. “Am I allowed to do more than just watch?” Kenny allowed Camila full reign of the moment; opting to sit back and enjoy the show while he still could. Still careful to not ruin his role in this Valentine’s gift, Kenny’s hands rubbed themselves along Camila’s thighs as he smiled down at her. “God, you are really beautiful, love.”

there had been hushed chattered making waves throughout the bridal party. the suite was meant to be a sanctuary; spent with make up artists, hairdressers and the best room service the hotel had to provide. sienna was too caught up in her own thoughts to pay any mind to the whispering, only being forced into it’s light when she was gestured to perform her maid-of-honor duties and check in on the bride. sienna did her best to swallow down her own pride as she exited the suite, walking next door and rapping her knuckles on the room next door that was secluded for just the bride. “it’s me.” sienna announced, arms folding over her chest, feeling oddly naked in that all-white pajama set that she had on. “the girls said you’re not letting anyone in? can i come in?”

gage loved her fans. if it wasn’t for her fans, gage’s band wouldn’t have been successful. that night, as they were playing in their home town, gage watched as the crowd became rowdier and rowdier as the set went on. at one point, gage and her bandmates watched in fear as people were pressed up against barricades, and fights started to break out in the middle of the pit. gage stood up from behind their drumkit, yelling at security and pointing with their sticks to do their job. the sound was suddenly cut and gage was being rushed off the stage by her own security, realizing that the show as being cut early. there had been whispers in the green room that someone saw someone bite someone, while another member swore that they saw someone jump down from the rafters. gage couldn’t pay too much mind to the rumors as she had been feverously typing on her phone- you see, she had a special guest that was suppose to be in the crowd and she was attempting to check on their well being but all she kept getting were unanswered messages. 

gage stepped out of the room, worry on her brain, as her body soon collided with another. she beamed immediately upon seeing them, the person she had been trying to get in touch with that entire time. “dude, what the fuck? you can’t send a girl back a thumbs up emoji or something?” she shoved at their shoulder playfully, but there was a lot more anguish behind it, hitting them harder than originally planned. “are you hurt? did you make it out alright?” gage’s worriment only grew in size from seeing them. she took their hands, turning them upwards and sideways, checking for any signs of bruising or cuts. “i have no idea what happened out there. i’ve never seen anything like it.”