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     –✫ ❝ amazin’, huh? ❞ – there was nothing more amusing than someone realizing their sexuality… especially by the hands of herself. of course, it was deeper than just that. the journey to self-acceptance was always a long one; this was simply a first step. one thing jackie knew for sure, though, was how soft mickaela’s lips were. they were addictive–mickaela was like a drug dealer, giving jackie a little taste and leaving her wanting more.

     –✫ ❝ …would you like another? ❞

      despite the complex emotions stirring inside of her, mickaela couldn’t help but giggle almost giddily at jackie’s response. in the back of her mind she knew that she would likely have to deal with the matter of her sexuality later, but the notion of having her lips on jackie’s again was far too tempting to resist. 

     as jackie pulled away, the seychelloise felt her heart beating like a hummingbird through her chest, her blood pulsing in her ears. the kiss hadn’t been premeditated on her part, but it would be a lie to say that she had enjoyed it -- hell, she had loved it. though, the alcohol probably helped.

     –✫ ❝ please. ❞ – jackie clicked her tongue and put a hand on her hip. to hear mickaela respond with such enthusiasm was quite satisfying, to say the least. a smirk played upon her lips. –✫ ❝ it’s MY pleasure. less laundry for you to do too. ❞ – now, she gestured with her free hand to follow her. –✫ ❝ come check it! ❞ – and with that, she (rather sloppily) led the way towards her bedroom. upon entering, she spread her arms extremely wide.

     –✫ ❝ TA-DAAAHHH! you’re the winner! your prize? one free t-shirt. choose wisely, mickey! ❞ – the dresser was right behind her, slightly open with clothing scattered about. jackie wasn’t exactly the cleanest person… but hey, it could’ve been worse. –✫ ❝ best part is… it smells like me. it’s like you’ll be wearin’ a li’l piece of jackie. ❞ – maybe she was a little bit buzzed, too.

     ❝ ... well okay, if you say so. ❞ her smile sobered down to a soft tugging of the lips, and she followed jackie into the bedroom excitedly. it was hard not to laugh at the other woman’s demeanor as they made their way inside----not out of cruelty, but delight. her enthusiasm was... endearing.

     as shocking as it might’ve been to mickaela, jackie didn’t really think much of it. the slip was comfortable–almost like a nighty. in fact, she might just sleep in it. to be fair, though… jackie had always been very open about her body.

     –✫ ❝ who’s to say we can’t? dress to your comfort level. anything goes under jackie’s roof! “free the titty”! ❞ – jackie couldn’t help but snort. she was being playful, but that was very much so a cause she supported. jackie turned around when she felt her face cool down… finally. –✫ ❝ well if ya don’t feel like fishin’ somethin’ out, i got a dresser full of t-shirts that i always sleep in. what’s mine is yours, mickey. ❞ – and how ADORABLE mickaela would look in those oversized shirts…

    she giggled at the exclamation in drunken amusement. ❝ of course, of course. ❞ after a moment, mickaela swallowed thickly, trying to keep from staring even if jackie couldn’t see her. when the other woman turned around, her smile returned, although it was a little tight.

     –✫ ❝ AH! sweet release–to be honest, i hate constrictin’ clothes like this. i would love to just be able to wear sweatpants to formal events, y’know? life would be easy. ❞ – but jackie, life is not easy. nonetheless, she wiggled the dress down her legs and to the ground as the zipper was undone, leaving only her dress slip from underneath on. she couldn’t help but turn a bit red at the compliment (the fact it was coming from mickaela made the blush even worse). thank GOD she wasn’t facing her in this moment–blushing wasn’t exactly jackie’s thing.

     –✫ ❝ you’re next, mickey mouse. unless of course you wanna chill in that all day… i wouldn’t mind, i mean. you look AMAZING… but i think somethin’ comfier would be better. you bring a change of clothes? ❞

     ❝ hmm, yes, that’s understandable. you know what else would be great? if it were more... socially acceptable for women to walk around topless. like, sometimes a bra and a shirt is just too much, isn’t it? why can’t we do the same?? it’s restricting. ❞ as she mused her lips pursed, and her voice elevated just slightly as she grew more passionate. mickaela opened her mouth to say more, but froze as jackie slipped out of her dress entirely. a gasp escaped her (though she hoped it was too quiet for the other woman to notice) and she felt her face growing warm with... embarrassment? shock? it was hard to tell.