#aniyah

Sleepover Gossips~ 🍵

Oc stuff? Kinda? It started out with me exploring/trying to nail down the appearance of one of my OCs and it kinda just spiraled.

Rating:Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:F/F

Fandom: Original Work

Relationships: Sabrina/Aniyah

Characters: Sabrina, Aniyah

Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Edging, Blow Jobs, Rough Sex, Aftercare, gentle aftercare, Sabrina has a dick, it's rough and then it gets so soft, because I'm weak for soft aftercare, and also maybe a little, Angst, Friends With Benefits, bands

Summary:

"You've got to be kidding me." Sabrina mutters under her breath, guitar already slung over her shoulder. Her attention isn't on that though, no it's on the phone in her hand, more specifically the image on the screen. She stares at the picture of Aniyah, at the lack of clothes, that black guitar with purple swirls resting tactically in her lap. She's got a lollipop in one hand, tongue halfway out with the most smug look thus far. Sabrina just stares and stares, commits every detail to memory, the way pink dusts her chest, her cheeks.

Maybe this concert isn't that important, maybe she could just-

"What is it?" Ricardo asks curiously, trying to get a look, but Sabrina's too fast, pulling the phone away. "Aniyah decided to send me something, knowing full well we're about to go on." The image seared in her mind.

Ricardo just laughs, slapping her on the back as he walks by, "Try and keep it in your pants 'till we're done."

This just got a whole lot harder, in every sense of the word.