leslie .
she remembered the house being just a house. a shell, rock steady on the outside but empty on the inside. the very first thing they bought was a mattress, one not all too fancy, temporarily to sleep inside whilst the half finished painted walls all throughout the house witnessed the on and off love making of the two for a good two months. she’d shared more than enough swear words for the house not having any furniture, now every time she came home a decent amount left her lips by tripping over too many things in the house. ‘’the fuck is this doing here,’’ said at nothing in particular, a sandal she didn’t recognize in the dark. the hallway’s light was one of the handful of flaws in the house she couldn’t bother to take a look at, so karma bit her in the ass every time she hurt herself physically. nonetheless, she kept her calm. ‘’who else, the boogeyman? i’ll fuck him up if he’s hiding in the closet. or bathroom, behind the curtains, perhaps? men aren’t the smartest after all.’’ she shrugged her jacket off to leave it on the back of the sofa before making her way over to her wife, cold fingers resting in the back of her neck. ‘’oh, such bold words. what if make the decision —‘’ pause for a deep kiss, leaving lips visibly bruised, ‘’— to open all three of them.’’ it wasn’t a question, nor a suggestion. it was happening. ‘’and you can watch.’’ she said all too tempting, see how her wife would react as she didn’t wait another second to make her way over to the kitchen.
needed somewhere to settle down and newton was it . not once had allegra correlated HAPPILY EVER AFTER with texas in the plentiful years she and leslie were on the road , but after visiting once , it proved enough to be persuasive ---- an environment that hardly ever sees snow really was a perfect fit . can remember , quite fondly , all of their firsts in this town : a beat - up ‘98 camaro ( without working air conditioning ) and eventually their house . god , how could she forget the mattress ? seemed ideal compared to the pathetic lump of foam , an added bonus with their r.v. , that they’d grown accustomed to . over time , however , the mattress’ springs became much more prominent . ❝ you never know . ❞ while she has yet to see leslie , the familiar timbre , and slew of curse words , tug lips into a smile . when her wife comes into view , allegra watches admiringly and positions herself against the counter . hand supporting weight / digits curl around the marble surface . ❝ might have you double check later , to be safe . can’t have men in our space . ❞ as fingers linger on the base of neck , allegra’s hand inclines to rest against hers . cold touch nearly gives her goosebumps . before she can mutter some remark , a sudden kiss keeps her silenced . definitely expecting more than what she’s given , probably a little eager as to what’ll unfold following dinner . objects with a sharp exhale , though she trails behind leslie . ❝ oh , i can watch ? ❞ tongue dampens lips . manages to return back to the unopened liquor bottles to aid as a distraction of sorts , you know , to keep lingering , vulgar thoughts at bay . ❝ i bought you a little something ... and if you’re really good , i might even let you open it early . ❞












