Her hands smoothed down her skirt, then skipped up to cross over her exposed belly. It still felt odd to wear something so short when she still didn’t feel skinny enough to expose her stomach like this. But Tic had requested it, so she put it on, feeling better even though she was uncomfortable. She pushed her hair back, pursing her lips a bit, trying to focus more on the upcoming night and not the anxiety she felt because her beloved cousin was in the hospital. Hearing a knock, she skipped over to the door, nearly tripping in the unfamiliar heels. “Hi,” she said once she got it open, flushing slightly.

Maisy was a mess. There was no other way to put it. She’d been a mess for a while. But now, the reason for her being a mess was gone, and she had to get it together. She’d been selfish, and no one deserved that, especially not Tic. Most especially not now. 

She headed over to his room, wrapped in sweats and one of his shirts. Maisy let herself in, nudging the door shut behind her, then walked over to his bed without a word. Climbing up, she tucked herself under the blankets, curling up against his back. “I love you too,” she whispered.

Maisy hurriedly put down her phone and moved towards the bathroom, feeling the dampness on her thighs with each move she made. She felt flushed and out of breath already despite not even having been touched yet that day. Still, the thought of being on her knees for her boyfriend was driving her nuts already, so as soon as she had the door shut and locked behind her, Maisy knelt, looking up at Tic eagerly. “Please, Sir?”

Well I didn't want to assume that meant I would get to suck you today, Sir. ;)

Maisy once again slipped into one of Tic’s shirts, waiting for him to come back from getting them dinner. They’d spent the afternoon in his room, fooling around, though they hadn’t gone as far as penetration yet. It wasn’t perfect before, but Maisy wanted to try again, to see how amazing it could be once her body was used to it. She had nothing but his shirt and black panties on, sprawled out on his bed on her stomach. “Hi, babe,” she called when she heard the door open, her legs spread slightly as she looked over her shoulder.

Should we put it to use, maybe? 

Maisy was still surprised by her own boldness sometimes. But she supposed she had to be bold, since she was meant to be treated with kid gloves. No one would know she was ready for more until she said it, even if she didn’t know if she was. This was a blend of familiar and new - Tic, who she knew and adored, but a new place. Her heart was thrumming as she came to his room, letting herself in, stripping shyly. Going into the bathroom, Maisy tied her long hair back, hesitating a moment before stepping into the running shower. “So... hi,” she murmured, reaching out to touch his shoulders.

She was nervous as hell, but she wanted to do this so badly. Maisy wanted to push herself, with Tic. He was the only other person she trusted that much (though she was fond of Dallas) and she figured pushing herself would be best for her. She wanted to share this with him. Coming up to his room, Maisy knocked softly on his door, tugging on the bottom of her skirt as she waited for him to answer the door. “Hi,” she greeted shyly once he did, stepping forward to fold herself into his arms.