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when the hotel had announced the beach party, breeze couldn’t help but feel some excitement – especially when she found out the theme. the incredibles was a terribly underrated movie and if you knew how to do it right, one could come across as an incredibly alluring elastigirl. and that’s what breeze planned to do. 

her costume had all the right elements. she wore a tube top with the incredibles symbol on the front, red tights with black boy shorts and pair of heels that made her legs look they went on for days. 

when she finished getting ready and eyed herself in the mirror, breeze felt a rush of anticipation. if she played her cards right, she could definitely get somebody from the party back to her room tonight. once she arrived to the party, it was in full swing and she knew what she needed to do to get a little loose so she could show off some dance moves. securing a strawberry margarita – with lots of tequila – breeze moved her hips to the beat of cake by the ocean by DNCE as the wind blew her hair, studying the beauty of the ocean that gave her a slight ache for her home in france. awarding a quick glance to the person next to her, breeze said, “do you ever have those moments where you realize how gorgeous the world actually is? i swear we take it for granted all the time.” 

when the hotel announced that there was going to be a disney themed beach party, sabrina practically burst with excitement. she loved disney. she grew up with all the films and it's been on her bucket list to one day star in a disney film. preferably where she could play one of the disney princesses. she hadn't had the call yet but she still held out hope that one day, her dream would come true. but until then, she got to live out her fantasy of being a disney princess at this beach party. it didn't take her long to choose a character and pick out her outfit. if it could even be called that.

sab's costume really didn't leave much to the imagination. she had two shells that covered up her breasts tied together with a knot on her back and a scaly sequined squirt with a high slit that flowed around her long tanned legs. she pulled a wig of flowing red hair over her head before making quick work of her makeup and finally she was done. she spent a couple of minutes admiring herself in the mirror and making sure everything looked right before leaving her room and making her way down to the party.

by the time sabrina made her way down to the party, it was already in full swing. music was pumping and people were spread out everywhere, she spent a few minutes just casting her eyes over everyone's costumes. her eyes paused once they reached breeze, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the full costume. she snapped herself out of it after a couple of minutes, closing her mouth before she could let any drool come out. she made her away across to join her, picking up a mojito along the way. she was just about to say something when breeze glanced towards her and spoke. 'yeah, i do.' sabrina replied, unable to stop the words before they left her lips. for once her eyes weren't on the view though, they were fixated on breeze. a blush rose to her cheeks and she ducked her head before she could be caught staring. she subtly cleared her throat before looking out across the beach at all the other party-goers. 'it's a great party, isn't it? i don't think i've ever seen so many disney characters all in one place before. with the exception of disney world, of course.'

Mira couldn’t imagine the comments she’d get from her friends and family if they saw her in her current state. Dressed as a highly sexualized version of Princess Jasmine, lipstick long worn off from a night of heavy talking, and carrying her heels in one hand as she tried to scurry through the Love Hotel at 5:52 am. She’d sworn it’d only been midnight last time she checked, but they do say time flies when you’re drunk and dancing. 

She slid into the elevator and was puzzled by the digital button control pad for a few long seconds before making sense of it, and hit the button to start closing the doors. 

@SABRINARICCI UPLOADED A PHOTO.  

If only I could look like this everyday. #disneyafterdark

breeze always knew sabrina had a good future in store for her. she was special and if others couldn’t see that, then… they were just complete fools, in her opinion. 

as sabrina spoke french, she smiled. when they had first become friends, she had taught her some phrases here and there. the friendship drifted into relationship territory and it went well for awhile, but like most – they fell apart. she and sabrina remained friends despite the break up, but now the universe was testing her. putting them in the same place? she wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or bad thing. 

“oh, you could never be boring,” breeze assured her, placing her hand over sabrina’s. “it’s nice to have your company at any time. i’ve missed you.” she wasn’t ashamed to admit it. 

it was fair to say that sabrina’s confidence had been knocked a bit and she’d been made to question her talents and longevity in the industry. as much as she put on a brave face and kept going, kept striving for more and not giving up, she did sometimes worry whether she was cut out to be an actor. she'd been knocked back so many times but she was still determined. she wasn't the type of person to give up easily, easily when she was doing something she really loved.

sab could still feel the lingering tension between her and breeze, it was almost stifling in the quiet bar. that tension had never really gone away. there were so many things left unsaid when they parted ways and as much as she tried to resist, she couldn’t help it as her eyes lingered for just a moment longer than necessary. breeze had some kind of unspoken hold over her, she didn't know what it was but she could feel it.

sabrina rolled her eyes with a small giggle before she looked back over at the woman sitting beside her, she could feel the goosebumps rising to her skin at just the touch of breeze’s hand on her own. ‘i’ve missed you too.’ she spoke softly, a small smile pulling at the edges of her mouth.

TEN out of TEN. Do I need to say any more? Spanking is SO HOT. When it’s still tender and hurts to sit down the next day? God tier.

Ooh, I’d say probably say an EIGHT out of TEN. This is something I’ve only done a couple of times but I enjoyed it immensely each time. I’d be happy to experience this more, as long as I don’t feel excluded — it’s all fun and games.

An instant NINE out of TEN or possibly a TEN out of TEN depending on the roleplay. I love doing this. It’s so fun and it can go in so many different directions. It gets me excited just thinking about it.

For someone who hated swimming as much as he did, Damien had spent more than enough time at the pool earlier in the day. Which meant it was time for a much-needed pit stop at the bar as he found himself sitting in once of his favorite booths with one of his favorite shots sitting in front of him. He’d tapped the table when he’d caught the bartender’s eye and motioned for her to just bring him the bottle as he picked up the glass and brought it to his lips. The smell already burning his nostrils as he tipped it back. If he were being honest, he’d never really cared for the taste of whiskey, but it did the trick and always left him feeling more relaxed for whatever evening of debauchery he had planned. For a moment he thought, throwing it back the way he did would make him look cool, but he was equally as confident that the look of disgust that crossed his face afterward probably undid any credit he’d just given himself. “I literally don’t know how people drink this stuff. I know getting drunk is supposed to be fun and all, but this literally tastes like someone melted down bricks into a liquid.” He confessed to the person he’d caught staring at the table nearby. 

Sabrina had been at the bar for a couple of hours now and was feeling pleasantly buzzed, she started off with the idea of having just a couple of glasses of wine before heading off to bed but that plan had changed very quickly when someone had sent a round of shots to her booth. She didn't even know who it was but once the first shot had slid down her throat, it was all over. It wasn't often she found herself getting drunk alone but tonight it just ended up being that way. She glanced around the bar after finishing her third Vodka and Red Bull, giggling at all the patrons who looked even worse than she did.

She spotted a guy who she hadn't officially met yet but she'd seen around the hotel a couple of times. 'Whisky always gives me the worst hangovers.' She shook her head before stopping as the motion made the room swim before her eyes. 'M'not gonna envy you in the mornin'.' She slurred her words slightly before giggling again. She grabbed one of the barkeep's attention and ordered herself a round of tequila shots. It was a good job she didn't have work in the morning.

Jordan stood on the hotel’s deck overlooking the pool, taking a precursory look at whether or not she could recognize anyone down there. It was her first time visiting, and she hadn’t quite gotten a feel for who exactly seemed to frequent it. Her intentions to scope out the situation turned into a long session of overthinking and daydreaming, and she realized she’d better wake up and move on if she didn’t want to spend her whole evening alone on a patio. But just as she was preparing to head down to the pool, she heard footsteps approaching and decided to wait, interested in seeing who else was apparently looking for a quiet corner.  

It had been a pretty exhausting day for Sabrina, she had just finished filming for the day about an hour ago and was trying to decide whether she wanted to go have a drink at the bar or to go out on the patio. It was always nice, peaceful and quiet on the patio and had an amazing view. She liked to come out here sometimes and just watch the sunset. With her head slightly pounding from all of the day’s stress, she settled on the patio. She could do with a few minutes to just be alone with her thoughts.

As she walked out the doors to enter the patio area, she was startled to find somebody already out here who had the same plans that she did. ‘Oh, hello.’ She smiled warmly at the guest she hadn’t met yet. 'S—Sorry, I didn’t realise anyone would be out here. If you want to be alone, I can go.’ She pointed back in the direction of the doors with a sheepish smile, not wanting to intrude on somebody’s private time if they didn’t want her here. She let the question hang in there, waiting for the other woman’s response.

breeze was fond of sabrina’s acting credits. she had zero doubt the girl would probably be a household name like marilyn monroe – without the tragedy. sabrina just had an aura about her that kept one captivated. it wasn’t often you came across someone like that, especially those who liked to do their own stunts. plenty of actors/actresses she had met were lazy and preferred having their double pull that weight so breeze admired that about the younger girl. 

“i have the same problem sometimes,” she assured her. “whenever i have something i have to do the next day, i have the most difficult time falling asleep. it’s a curse. if you can pull off a 30 minute to an hour nap, i’d go for it. you probably need the extra energy, mon cheri.” 

breeze didn’t speak french as often as she’d like since most people weren’t well versed, but she jumped at the opportunity to squeeze in some of her language from home when she could. 

sabrina both loved and hated all aspects of her job. she took her acting very seriously and couldn't really see herself doing anything else but she already struggled with getting the roles that she wanted. a lot of casting directers just looked at her and saw her as this petite baby-faced girl and would typecast her as a dumb side character. but she wanted to be the main character. she knew she had the talent for it. she had worked very hard to get to where she was so it was extremely frustrating when she was so often overlooked. but she guessed that was just part of show business. that didn't mean she was going to stop trying though. soon, she'd be able to break through. she could just feel it! hard work pays off, after all.

sab nodded along in agreement with breeze. 'yeah, i am very tempted i must say. i just hope i don't wake up like a zombie and wake up even more lethargic when i have to go back to set. naps do that sometimes.' sab sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly before she looked back over at breeze, a small grateful smile pulling at her lips. 'merci beaucoup.' sabrina's french wasn't the best, she hadn't used it much since she left school but she always tried to make an effort to slip some of it into conversations with breeze. especially if she came forward with it first.

'sorry for boring you with all this.' sabrina ducked her head sheepishly. 'i'm sure this isn't what you wanted to hear when you came to the bar.' she let out a small self-deprecating laugh.

EIGHT to an EIGHT POINT FIVE out of TEN. I do love this one. As long as my boundaries are respected and things stay safe, sane and consensual, I am all for it. I feel like the possibilities are endless with it comes to BDSM.

I would say maybe a SEVEN out of TEN. It’s not something I have much experience with but it is something I’m interested in and would be willing to try with the right person.

I would say a solid EIGHT out of TEN, with a possible NINE on a good day. They are definitely both kinks that I enjoy quite a lot but I have to trust my partner in order to agree to do it. You can get yourself into some sticky situations if you're not careful. I learned that the hard way.