BEAUTIFUL DIRTY RICH / !

💅  :    your  muse  paints  my  muse’s  nails .

VADA COULD NEVER GET HER RIGHT hand right, even with years of practice. yet it’s andrew, who’s learned how to do it for her. PUTS A SMILE ON HER FACE, rather softly. unlike her. 

“ what do you think about the color? how does it look on me?” not that she cares but she’s being nice and fishing for compliments. 

 ❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  // @mainerich​.

“ IT’S REALLY NICE, compliments you really well. ” Andrew smiles, moving his gaze away from her hand for a moment to meet her eyes. “ Goes with nearly everything too, so you don’t need to WORRY so much about what you’re gonna wear. ”

“ you’re still here, baby. ”

“ stop throwing stuff , what is wrong with you ?! ”

SHE HATES THIS, THE IMPLICATION THAT THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER. she huffs as she throws another plushie at him, directly. SHE’S BURNING WITH ANGER and it lingers as he keeps fucking waffling. 

“ there’s nothing fucking wrong with me, you fucking asshole ! you’re the one fucking hanging out with that bitch you moronic idiot ! ”

@mainerich​ SENT /

“ Holy shit. You’re kidding me? ” Andrew laughs. Actually laughs just a little. He’s pretty used to taking a lot of things from Vada, a lot of stuff that would calm down eventually but this was different. This was a whole different kind of thing.

It’s dark, room lit only by the stray light of a low lamp from the other side of the room and the hint of moonlight that came through the gap in the curtain. And, it’s quiet. Not silent, there’s still the shy sound of music from the radio that lulled in the background. Andrew’s lost in the motions, as he always is. Poetic verses, constructed by the romantic glare of moonlight against his lover’s skin, pushing the actions he took. Lips exploring each part of her, laying delicate kisses down - resting in places longer than others, the brush of his tongue or the contrasting nip of his teeth. Anything to leave his mark against her. He was being greedy, marking thigh, hip, chest, neck. But, with Vada, it was a special kind of greedy. He wanted her more than he would voice. More than his hands gliding across her stomach, holding her waist, cupping her breasts could ever show. 

“ are you seriously pulling the princess card, like right now? ”

“ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, ever. You can pick one single song to listen to for the rest of your life, what is it? ” Words leaving him almost mindlessly before he took a sip of the little sex on the beach he had so happily, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘 𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘, ordered for himself. “ Like, mine would definitely be something like... Dancing in the moonlight by Toploader! Or! Or, Olivia by One Direction. ”

He’s definitely spilling 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 all at once right now but he’d had one too many drinks to make it easy enough for him to not care. Frankly, Hudson could ask him anything and 𝐇𝐄’𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐋. But, this was a fun little game that had him all smiles and squinted eyes, pearly whites on show as he leaned against the little bar. “ C’mon, spill. Is it something like ABBA because that is 𝑺𝑶 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵’ 𝑽𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑫. Like, even I’d choose an ABBA song! ”

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍. The tight grip in his stomach as he lowered and lifted his upper half into a series of sit ups. And, that was honestly 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 on it’s own. But, when he got to meet Barney with a little smile as the met in the middle? That just made it all the more fun. 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂 as he lifted his hand to give him a playful high-five before his back connected with the floor again. Only to repeat the action over and over until he settled on a decent number of reps. By the time he had, quote unquote, given up, he laid against the floor, sprawled out with a wide smile on his face. Shifted himself to look towards the other, head tilting on the floor to lazily look at him.

“ How you feelin’, B? ”