i mentioned i like a specific candy exactly eight months ago, and now she buys them anytime she passes by the store?

whenever she goes on walks, she texts me a picture of anything she sees outside, whether that’s a bird or a lamp post, because it “reminds her of me.”

anytime we are in group settings, she always ends up standing right next to me. arms brushing and all. i’ve actually tested this one out! i inch away from her sneakily, yet she always latches back onto me.

when i post a photo of myself, she’s always the first person to like it and comments AT LEAST twelve times. like are you just refreshing my page until i post something new? one time, i changed my profile picture and thirty seconds later, she texts me “cute pic btw.”

i rest my case.

however, when i dropped all this on her, she didn’t laugh. her smile dropped after every point i brought up.

she called me ridiculous, psychotic, and asked if i had a job or any hobbies for when she’s not around.

i called her cute and in love with me.

she stormed out and now it’s day 3 of silent treatment (except, every night she forgets to keep up her act and glues herself into my arms until she wakes up the next morning. then, proceeds to act like it didn’t happen and tries to gaslight me into thinking i’m imagining things because i’m the obsessed one).

my friends won’t pick a side because apparently we’re both “embarrassing” so i decided to bring it onto reddit.

so finally, AITA?

EDIT : my girlfriend has found this post. she says i conveniently left out some important details, like the fact that i immediately call her adorable every time she does all of this. she also said that this is further proving her point of me being the obsessed one because i keep a track of every single thing she does.

i disagree.

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daniel_456 • 16h

u the asshole for making us read this.

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unt1ldawn • 15h

i think you just wanted to brag🤨

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user0209_ • 15h

treating your girl like she a lab experiment lemme have her instead

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↳ lararaj OP • 15h

i disliked your comment btw in case you didn’t get the notification.

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u/meganskiendiel • 19h • reddit

AITA for refusing to move?

so yesterday, my girlfriend and i were having a movie night. just the usual, nothing new.

we’re sitting on the couch and we’re both focusing on the screen, watching whatever’s going on in the scene.

i move to put the volume down since it was too loud and our walls are thin, until i feel something drop on my shoulder.

i would describe it as heavy but she might see this post and kill me.

it was her head, her eyes were closed, clearly sleeping.

at first i thought it was cute, so i made myself comfortable and made sure she kept sleeping on my shoulder, stretching my arms out to reach for the blanket and cover her with it.

minutes passed and the movie ended. my girlfriend’s nap, unfortunately, did not.

i considered moving slightly, but as soon as i did, she somehow pulled me closer and frowned in her sleep.

so i stopped trying and just accepted that i was trapped.

my phone was just out of reach, sitting on the table, taunting me. i could see it but i could not get to it. eventually it died, i started getting thirsty and hungry, and my leg started feeling numb. i even forgot what having a leg felt like.

despite all of this, she looked so peaceful and beautiful laying on my shoulder, it’d be wrong to just wake her up.

so i stayed put.

after a few hours, she finally wakes up and i shoot up to my feet, wobbling to the fridge to get a bottle of water.

instead of thanking me for being her pillow for many, many, many hours, she immediately notices my pain and asks me why i was moving around like an old man desperately in need of a walking stick.

i explained that i haven’t moved this whole time because she was asleep.

she buried her face in her hands when i told her i was hungry and thirsty.

she genuinely got upset and spent the next hour just apologizing, even though this was entirely my decision.

i told her she just looked so comfortable and i couldn’t bring myself to wake her up, but she wasn’t satisfied with that excuse.

she’s currently making me sit on the couch and bringing me whatever i want while, still, angrily telling me to wake her up next time.

i told her it was worth it and i’d do it again.

that made her even more annoyed.

AITA?

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gnarly32 • 19h

you’re on the wrong subreddit??😐

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reddit_user7 • 18h

awww you’re just in love, this is actually really sweet, NTA.

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↳ meganskiendiel OP • 18h

no it isn’t. stop encouraging bad decisions. - the gf.

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↳ reddit_user7 • 18h

did you have a good nap though?

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↳ meganskiendiel OP • 18h

you’re focusing on the wrong part here - the gf.

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u/sophialaforteza • 21h • reddit

AITA for embarrassing my girlfriend in public?

my girlfriend thinks i embarrassed her in public, which is a dramatic way to put it, but everyone we know always sides with her.

it’s annoying.

for context (this is important), i haven’t seen my girlfriend ALL day. we were texting of course, but that’s not the same as being physically with her.

i was at the mall with some friends, just walking around and searching through stores for nothing in particular.

and then i saw an angel (my girlfriend).

but she wasn’t next to me, in front of me, or anywhere near me.

i spotted her from the top of the escalator full of people, and she was at the bottom.

not to be dramatic too but everything around me kind of disappeared.

so, obviously i got excited, is that a crime?

before i could stop myself, i yelled out “BABY!” to get her attention and she froze. she looked horrified. i was just really happy to see her.

i know i can be really loud sometimes but she said everyone around me flinched, which has to be an exaggeration. i think only 2 or 16 people turned around.

after i yelled, i also starting waving both of my arms above my head in case she couldn’t see me in the busy mall. she told me i looked like i was trying to swat away a fly?

the first thing she told me once she finally got to me was “why would you do that” and her face was bright red.

i still don’t understand what i did wrong…

she told me i do this every time.

i told her to give me examples.

she listed only 6.

according to her, i nearly ran into a family of four because i was too busy staring at her. i also waved at her and squealed loud enough for her to hear me through a restaurant window one time.

she says i make her want to melt into the floor whenever i do this, like god forbid a girl misses her girlfriend and gets excited to see her again?

she’s laying next to me, peeking at what i’m writing and told me to also add that it gets worse when we have to say goodbye to each other in public.

in her words, i wait until she’s completely out of sight to stop waving with a pout on my face, as if she’s leaving for war.

so, AITA?

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2online • 21h

yes YTA, why are you screaming across the mall to embarrass her??

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↳ sophialaforteza OP • 21h

okay but she actually smiled when she saw me

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↳ 2online • 21h

because she’s your girlfriend.

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↳ sophialaforteza OP • 21h

yeah she is :))

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luv4cats • 16h

did the journal factory explode?

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u/danielaavanzini • 14h • reddit

AITA for not helping my girlfriend?

my girlfriend has a habit of being stubborn when it comes to asking for help.

she makes all simple tasks way more challenging than they need to be.

if she’s carrying eighteen things at once, she won’t let me help, and once one of them falls out of her grip, she just looks me dead in the eyes and says “i got it.”

like today, we were coming home after some grocery shopping and i went to grab the bags out of the trunk. i INSTANTLY feel her nudge me away and say “no, i got it.”

i asked if she was sure and she said yes.

i asked three more times and she just said “daniela,” very firmly.

i took that as a threat so i stepped back and let her handle it because if i asked one more time she would’ve been offended.

impressively, she managed to grab all the bags in one go.

halfway to our house, a bag started slipping from her hand.

then i heard a box of snacks fall to the floor, followed by her very loud and annoyed groan.

i asked if she needed help. again, she said no. she clearly needed it but i let her stay delusional. a second later, we heard something else drop. she asked me what it was, but i didn’t know, i wasn’t allowed to touch anything…

“why is this bag ripping?”

“where are my keys?”

if i tried to answer anything, she would just shush me. there was nothing i could do.

at one point, she stopped walking and i finally thought she would ask for some help, she was holding six grocery bags by three fingers!! she looked overwhelmed but she kept going. the only thing i heard coming from her was “don’t look at me.”

i end up carrying the bags after she finally snaps and admits she needs help, but soon after, she asks me “why were you just standing there and not helping me?”

i try to keep my composure and tell her that she didn’t let me go anywhere near the bags.

she said i could’ve helped but instead i just watched her struggle.

i reminded her that anytime i volunteered to help, she’d shoot lasers out of her eyes at me.

AITA for listening to her and respecting her wishes??

EDIT: she would like everyone to know that the material of the bags was the issue, and if they had been stronger then she’d carry it no problem.

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user5566 • 14h

NTA, your girlfriend sounds exhausting.

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↳ danielaavanzini OP • 14h

she is (lovingly)

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soph778 • 13h

so where were her keys

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↳ danielaavanzini OP • 13h

in her pocket.

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u/manonbannerman • 18h • reddit

AITA for laughing at my girlfriend mid-argument?

i’m starting this by saying i love my girlfriend so much.

but right now she’s a little mad at me.

yesterday, my girlfriend tripped over her own shoelace. she’s completely fine but it made me laugh, which is a very normal reaction.

except i kept bringing it up and now she’s fed up.

she would tell me to pass the remote, i would respond by telling her to be careful and not trip again.

she asked me where her charger was, i suggested she might’ve tripped over it.

she said good morning, i asked if she remembered when she fell.

she asked me what the time was, i said it was time for her to watch her step.

as you can imagine, she was tired of hearing it and argued i was incredibly annoying, it made sense. she was telling me she was upset and actually made some good points that i agree with.

i swear i was listening.

but the way she said “i fell ONE time” reminded me of it again and i couldn’t help replaying the scene in my head with photographic memory.

i tried really hard not to laugh again, i looked away, i bit my lip, i even thought about something sad. predictably, i couldn’t hold it in any longer and let a short laugh out.

my girlfriend fell (haha) completely silent.

she asked me if i seriously just laughed, and i shook my head so fast it made everything blur for a second. she tried to keep going but i just kept laughing anytime she would bring it up again.

she got frustrated enough to throw a pillow at me and sat down with her phone pulled out.

i asked what she was doing and she said she’s waiting until i was done and ready to be mature.

she keeps muttering under her breath that laughing in the middle of an argument is very disrespectful.

i just wish she would stop reminding me of it, maybe then we could actually progress instead of me giggling again and sending us back to square one…

AITA? (i already know the answer to this, pls be gentle)

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tommy365 • 18h

YTA, i’d trip u over myself and then we’d see who’s giggling for the next six months

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↳ manonbannerman OP • 18h

MODS BAN THIS GUY

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user298 • 17h

she should plant banana peels everywhere to make YOU fall

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iheartreddit • 16h

you’re the asshole

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↳ manonbannerman OP • 16h

understandable have a nice day

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u/jeungyoonchae • 10h • reddit

AITA for missing my girlfriend’s “obvious hints”?

to put it bluntly, my girlfriend spent an entire day flirting with me and i didn’t notice.

she claims the signs were painfully obvious, i claim we were having normal conversations!!

to provide some background, we were spending the day together and she, for some reason, decided this was the perfect time to try (emphasis on try) being romantic.

her first so called “hint” was when she glanced over at me and sighed “i wish someone would cuddle me right now.”

i agreed and said “yeah that sounds nice” and continued doing what i was doing beforehand.

later, she sat closer and said “i would love to hold hands with someone.”

i replied with “i think most people would” and the silence was uncomfortably long after, i guess she didn’t like that one?

then she showed me a cute video of a couple going on a date on her phone and turned to me to say “this is so cute! if only my girlfriend would take me on a date like this.”

i nodded and told her she should communicate with her girlfriend about that (i’m the girlfriend btw).

i think that might’ve been her last straw because she straight up asked “are you actually this oblivious?”

she informed me she had been trying to flirt with me for the last two hours, that made me look around to see who she was talking about…

i don’t know how she expected me to know what she wanted, i’m not a mind reader??

she says she literally told me.

now she’s telling everyone i’m the most oblivious person in the world, i told her to tell me what she wants more clearly next time instead of implying things.

AITA?

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3reddit3 • 10h

read the room

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↳ jeungyoonchae OP • 10h

i did? it was the living room

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xxx_re7 • 8h

…🫩

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gg_reddit9 • 7h

YTA + ur not real

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manon’s hands were all over you, traveling from your waist to your tits, cupping them through your bra, her lips on your neck felt like a claim, but you weren’t hers, neither would ever be, and daniela’s mouth on yours was a the living proof, her tongue invaded your mouth messily, she bit your lower lip before pushing you down by your shoulders, she was always the eager one, always too needy and impatient, by now you could recognize the difference between any of their touches, while manon was experienced and firm, daniela was in a constant hurry to get what she wanted, which you hardly minded, especially now. 

“no time, c’mon…” her voice was an order, but it sounded like a plead, she was so pent up that could barely contain herself for longer. you obeyed. 

you got on your knees, manon’s hands pushed your hair behind your shoulders calmly as daniela pushed her pants down her thighs, just enough to free her cock from her underwear. there was, in fact, almost no time. dani’s cock bobbed before your face, she wasn’t huge but it could intimidate, you wrapped your hand around her base and your middle finger couldn’t touch your thumb, she was the thickest, and the pink tip drooled on your tongue when you finally put her in your mouth. daniela let out a low growl in her throat, closing her eyes for a moment, enjoying the —now familiar— feeling of your mouth engulfing her length, inch by inch, you couldn’t take it all, but the small part of her you couldn’t take in was given enough attention by your stroking hand. it took a minute for daniela to get greedy, as she usually did, her right hand found your head, pushing down just slightly, making you gag a little, your eyes filled with tears of exertion before she released your head, letting you pull out a little and take a breath before going back to the previous pace, starting to bob your head up and down.

thats when you felt manon by your side again, you didn’t noticed she had undressed, but her zipper was open and she had put her boxers down along with her jeans, just halfway through her thighs, she was a little bigger than daniela, a darker shade, and wasn’t completely shaved. she brought your free hand to her cock, making you wrap your hand around it and start stroking. 

“i need some attention too, don’t you think, slut?” you looked up at manon with daniela’s shaft in your mouth, doe eyes nodding at her as she gave a low chuckle, caressing your hair and covering your hand with hers, making you stroke her. you kept stroking dani too as you pushed back, going to manon, but before your lips could reach her, her tattooed hand buried its fingers in your hair a little tighter, pushing back, making you turn your head up. “open.” it was a murmured request that you obeyed by instinct, parting your lips.

she spat on your tongue. 

and then thrusted her cock in.

manon was like this, with her, you had to take it all.

she reached the back of your throat, smiled at the noise you made while your eyes teared up until a fat tear fell down your cheek. 

“you can’t take it all, hm? haven’t we trained you enough?” 

you felt daniela growing impatient, she was usually like this, she tightened her grip around your hand, making you stroke her faster, her cock was all lubed by your saliva and her own pre cum, she took a step forward and slapped her heavy shaft against your cheek, just so you wouldn’t forget about her even with manon’s hard dick buried in your throat.

“such a good slut, taking her so deep…” dani whispered, you couldn’t hear her too clearly because her breathing was too heavy and the sound of your mouth sucking manon’s shaft was loud in your ears, but you understood her well enough, and by the way she made you squeeze her tip slightly every time your clever hand reached it, you understood the next words, too. “c’mon, we have no time, baby.”

her voice was urgent and you knew she was right, so you bobbed your head on manon’s cock a little faster, stroked daniela harder, they both moaned low in their throats, whispers about how good of a whore you were for letting them use you like this, groans and murmured praises under their breaths, all of this made you so wet that for a second you thought you could come untouched, with your knees bruising against the cold floor and the overwhelming feeling of pleasing them both at the same time. 

daniela would come first, greedy and needy as she usually was, she started to thrust into your hand, using your hand to jerk herself off, she slapped her shaft against your cheek again and manon knew how to share, so she let go of your head and daniela thrusted in without giving you a second to breathe, her cock felt bigger against your tongue now and you knew she was so, so close, she was panting now, fingers tightening at the back of your head bordered on painful. 

“fuck, swallow it all, every drop, you hear me?” she sounded dominant, but too taken by her own pleasure. your teary eyes looked into hers as you nodded as you could with her inside your mouth, seeing your submissive eyes so devoted to please her was her undoing, she threw her head back and came, hard, three or four hot jets of cum filled your throat and you almost choked, daniela’s thighs started to shake slightly when she pulled out, a long cuss word leaving her lips as she finally let go of your head.

you immediately coughed a little, trying to get oxygen back into your lungs, dani grabbed your chin, making you look up with your hazy vision, she squeezed a little tighter and you parted your lips again, sticking out your tongue, showing her you had swallowed everything, not a single drop to waste. daniela smiled, giving you a weak slap on the cheek, as if she was done with you, as if that was your reward.

“all yours, manz.” she whispered as she brought her pants up again, falling down the couch with her legs slightly open, relaxed posture, still breathing hard after her orgasm. 

your eyes went back to manon, who now stroked herself so fast that her hand became a blur, you moved so you were closer to her, your mouth just before her tip without interrupting her own movements, she just wanted her pleasure at once, your hands found her thighs to stead yourself, you could see her losing control, wide pupils and out of breath as she looked at your face. 

her free hand went to your cheek, almost gently, almost, she could have pushed you down her cock, she could have started fucking your throat, instead, she took a few strands of hair out of your face. 

“i wanna mark your pretty face.” she pants, you could feel how close she was, so fucking close. “ask me for it, now, ask me to mark your slutty face.” 

“cum on my face, please, baby.” you didn’t have to keep asking for it with your needy, sweet voice, it came faster than you thought, manon hissed low and the first jet hit your right cheek, the second your forehead, the third one just reached your lips, and the last and weakest one, you licked out of her tip, cleaning it with your tongue. 

you looked exactly like all the names they called you, your face marked with cum. you didn’t mind. 

“fuck, so beautiful. thanks, baby.” she murmured, strengthless, then took two steps to the couch to fall down beside daniela on the couch, they looked at each other and daniela chuckled with her eyes half closed, so exhausted. 

“how long until the van leaves?” you asked, getting on your feet again, finding out your legs felt sore and your panties felt a little uncomfortable by how wet you were by now, with your face still covered with manon’s cum. 

daniela lazily got her phone on the other side of the couch, the screen lighting up. 

“five minutes… just enough for you to clean up.” 

“clean up? you don’t wanna go outside like this? you look pretty to me.” manon joked and dani chuckled a little, making you roll your eyes and start walking towards the restroom, jokingly pushing manon’s head on your way, leaving them both behind as you got in the restroom. 

sophia was someone who got along with everyone but you. 

she’d purposely go out of her way to avoid all interaction if she could— except you seemed to linger wherever she was. 

it wasn’t that you'd done anything, she didn't even dislike you, there was just something about you that drew her in so immensely that she resented you for even igniting that type of reaction from her. 

she had always been able to keep her composure, but you'd been interfering, and she didn’t like that very much. 

the party lights were low— purple, blue, and red switching occasionally while people danced and cheered, some cups empty and some half full. 

you walked along the unpolished floors, heels clicking under your feet. 

sophia had already spotted you the moment you entered, she didn't even need to look— she did, of course, for 'confirmation', she’d convinced herself. 

but it was for herself, no matter how many times she’d choose to deny the plain fact. 

you danced against someone's body— sensually, meticulously, precisely curated just enough, so that you could catch her attention. 

it’s all you wanted. 

and sophia took notice, her eyes sharpening when she recognized the girl who stood too closely behind, watching her hands wrap around your front like you were right where you wanted to be. 

you didn’t need to look up to see her staring, you could feel it, you always could. your hips swayed along to the music, hands reaching behind to wrap around her neck. 

sophia's fists tightened around the unopened bottle she grabbed off the side. 

with four quick strides she broke you off the other, hands tugging at your wrists to lead you elsewhere. 

you followed willingly, a soft smile indicating that you were, in fact, exactly where you wanted to be. 

her hands tilted your head back slightly,

“open,” she commanded, voice stern and free from anything unserious. you did as told, parting your glossed lips and watching as her fingers slid over the glass bottle. she turned the top off, her other free hand reaching up to firmly hold onto your jaw— perfectly poised fingers with the prettiest manicured nails resting on your face. 

your breath hitched, her face was only inches from yours. 

you could kiss. 

you should. 

sophia’s head tilted back, the clear liquid falling into her mouth with ease. she didn’t waste any time, she poured the liquid from her mouth into yours, her thumb rubbing part of your lower lip. 

once she’d finished, her hand pushed your jaw closed, her head dipping down in order for you to hear her. “swallow,” 

you did as told, your throat moving to indicate that you had, the girl releasing a satisfied hum. “you're a lot more open than i thought,” she whispered without explaining further, she knew you understood exactly what she meant. 

“i think leaving you alone did me a few good favours,” you adjusted the straps on your tank top, straightening yourself out while she stood in front of you.

“favours?” she inquired, her eyes taking you in for longer than usual. 

you grabbed the bottle and a small shot glass, your heels clicking against the hardwood floors with every shift of movement. 

“lots of them,” you added on, sauntering down the hall and away from the girl who was standing there dumbfounded. 

sophia moved just as quickly as you had, her voice calling out for you from behind, “what kinds of favours?” 

you smiled even though she couldn’t see it, your hip pushing open a door — the room was dimly lit but nobody had occupied it yet. 

you set the bottle and glass down on the small nightstand, turning to face a puzzled sophia. 

“why are you asking me like you don’t know?” you asked, sophia thought about it for a moment, she wasn’t having your smart tone, “i don’t know. why don't you show me.” 

you blinked, her words registering. “you want me to show you?” 

“was i not clear enough?” 

you pushed sophia back on a cushioned chair, “oh you were clear, alright.” your thumbs hooked into your belt loops, pulling your jeans even lower, shimmying them until your lace panties were in view— stark ruby red lace presented itself in front of sophia, the band being the only thing she was able to view. 

her breath hitched, “what are you doing?” 

you only smiled, “sorry, what was that about being clear?” 

her lips parted slightly, head gesturing for you to continue. you straddled her lap, straightening up on your knees while sophia sank into the cushion, your waist touching her lips— almost.  

sophia subconsciously leaned in closer, her fingers coming up to grab onto your hips with soft, firm hands. 

“you want it?” 

sophia nodded, “yea, i want it.” 

“you need it that bad?” 

“yes,” 

you settled in her lap, hands stretching out to the bottle, popping off the loose lid. the liquid splashed into the small shot glass, her eyes paying attention to you rather than the clear drink. 

“tip your head back,” you whispered, watching the girl follow your orders. 

sophia let her head fall back, parting her lips without needing further guidance— a result of her 'newfound' infatuation. 

the liquid poured down her throat, sophia swallowing as it went. your fingers rested under her chin, tipping it up to close her mouth, shot glass set back down onto the small table. 

“i need it too,” your nail dragged down her body, stopping in the middle— hands bringing themselves to your body instead, fingertips unzipping and unbuttoning denim, hands helping the material off your waist. 

sophia didn’t remove her eyes from you, bottom lip tucked under her teeth while she watched. 

the jeans fell to the floor but you didn’t stop, your fingers slid the red lace right off your hips. 

“open your hand,” 

sophia offered an open palm, the fabric dropping right into them. “hold these for me?” 

she groaned in response, you hadn't done much and sophia's mind was reeling— more than it should’ve been, she'd acknowledged, but she couldn’t find a reason to step back. 

now bare, your body lowered onto sophia's thigh— skin to skin, your eyes taking in hers, your hips rolling and rubbing against her. 

sophia brought her hands to your waist, adding pressure, enough to remind you that she was very much present but not enough to fix your pace. 

you bit onto your lip, leaning forward, your lips ghosting by her ear. “what’s wrong, you're pretty quiet for someone who was acting all too cocky minutes ago.” 

another shift, sophia’s head tilted back. 

“hm?” you teased, the rolling only quickening. 

sophia shook her head, “i asked, i’m just appreciating it. i want you to use me.” 

your lips curved upwards, finger pulling at her lower lip, “you don't have to stay so quiet baby,” 

sophia's breath caught, “you're right, move your fucking hips for me.” 

you laughed at her words, hips moving forward, soft sounds spilling from even softer lips. 

sophia didn’t avert her gaze, eyes stuck on the way your head tilted and the tank strap tipped off your shoulder. 

obscene sounds filled the room, your hips bucked faster, chasing what you'd been dying for. 

“please,” you whispered, begging for what she knew you wanted. 

what you both wanted. 

sophia kissed behind your ear, “aww look who needs it now” she teased, moving your hips with more intensity. you couldn’t take it anymore, your breath quickening every other second. 

though sophia couldn't be cruel, she didn’t even have it in her to try. “go ahead,” 

her words made your legs shiver, a leaking mess left on her thigh and a satisfied gasp escaping your lips. 

“i need to show you again sometime,” you added, panting to regain your composure.