#ark barks

rumi having an oral fixation after accepting her demon half. constantly licking/biting/sucking on zoey or mira's fingers. the girls constantly having to cover up marks rumi leaves on their necks and shoulders because rumi bites

zoey, exasperatedly: what are we? your chew toys?

rumi nodding and grinning: yea, and I'm gonna make you squeak

Charms came in !!!

zoey starts unconsciously whining and wiggling in place

rumi chews on her lower lip and her breathing speeds up

once they get there the food is just. fantastic. phenomenal. they ask to speak to the chef to gush about how great their meal was, and they are floored to see someone as gorgeous as Mira walk out, mutter a thanks, and then retreat back to her kitchen to finish the night.

zoey jokes about how hot the chef was, and that's incentive enough to come back (other than the amazing food), so they make it a weekly thing. they tell the waiter each time to thank the chef for them after their meals, and after several reservations, mira treats them to a free dessert. then a free bottle of wine. then she starts actually coming out of the kitchen to talk to them a little before they leave, usually just thanking them for choosing her restaurant, but then it turns into more casual, personal conversations between them.

they have a reserved table. just for the three of them to sit at and dine and drink and talk.

one week rumi and zoey don't show up. mira flip-flops between annoyance, confusion, and missing them her whole shift that night.

the week after, when they appear again, mira begrudgingly states that she was worried about them when rumi calls her out on being bitchy to them. it was no big deal, really, there was a family thing and they couldn't make it.

mira's scowl she had been wearing most of the night melts into a bashful smile. "oh. i just thought you got sick of me---of here"

zoey actually whips out her phone and immediately gives mira her number, rumi does the same.

they all start messaging each other. there's a groupchat. there's individual texts.

in bed one night, the sweat barely even dried on their bodies after making love, zoey admits that she has a crush on mira. a big one. one that doesn't seem to be going away. rumi admits the same. the two devise a plan to woo mira, to add her into their relationship.

mira and zoey were fucking terrified at first, such a loud sound coming from rumi was rare unless it was on stage, and stopped immediately'

it's one of the first time rumi just. shoves whoever has the strap on down and starts riding them like she'll actually die if she doesn't come soon and she's bouncing on it like it's the only thing she was made for while whimpering their names over and over like a prayer

zoey recovers faster and eggs rumi on with dirty words, her american accent becoming thicker during this time

mira is a little more hesitant, but starts to guide rumi into a gentler pace, because while she is turned the fuck on by how needy and desperate rumi is, she doesn't want her to actually hurt herself on accident

rumi is a multi-orgasm queen and just keeps riding them out until her thighs are well and truly soaked from slick and come

she just eventually falls to the side, slipping into the middle between her lovers and shaking from the intensity of it all

"can we record that next time?"

"yeah, that was, like, really sexy to see you just go for it like that"

rumi meticulously doing her girls' makeup, especially eyeliners. the thumb rubs of smearing off the lightest smudge of lipsticks. the obvious way she leans into their space, desperately wanting to kiss them but not wanting to ruin the work she just did.

mira picking out their outfits---sometimes dresses, sometimes suits, sometimes both depending on where they're going and what they're doing. even casual clothes for outings are planned and prepped sometimes a day or so ahead.

zoey helping with hairstyles, and gently brushing and combing out mira and rumi's long hair and putting it up in what their mood strikes them for the day/night/moment. she's grabbing one million accessories for them all.

gosh. but the TENDERNESS of helping each other slip into clothes before leaving, one partner either straightening the collar of their top or adding a necklace, and the other kneeling on the floor as they lace or zip up shoes and boots.