#downbcd

        ( 💔 )     ⋅ ⋅ ⋅    it's rare that kimimela feels as if she's going out of her mind in regards to physical pleasure, what with her job and everything, but she's realizing her own hand & toys come nowhere close to filling the void she feels without their touch. it's been the upper half of a week and the woman can't even remember what she did in the first place to receive their ire, just that she's suffering the consequences. it would better if they weren't talking to her either, but they WERE... acting as if everything was fine, just without any physical contact (not even a kiss on the cheek). tonight, she came over after an unsuccessful filming session, unable to get any good content regardless of the toys she used. kimi needed them. cue her now dropping from her spot next to them on the couch, settling between their legs. "please, i--i can't take it anymore." kimi's words are spoken between kisses to clothed thighs. "your hands, touch, CONTROL..." as she gets to their hip, the brunette switches to the other side and starts over; rinse & repeat. once finished, she's kneeled between their legs gazing up at them. "whatever i need to do to fix it, i'll do it. please."

"you're not supposed to say that! you're supposed to support every stupid decision i make with a smile and a thumbs up."

one hand on the other's waist, the other somewhere underneath that sinful skirt, heather kept her eyes on the party flowing around them. the place was upscale, the people already drunk on expensive liquors - all the better to enjoy herself. her lips moved to their neck, a hot breath as she murmured. "did you pick that outfit on purpose, darling? just so you could put on the whole innocent act and sit on my lap like this? that's bold."

alena hadn't planned on staying long, let alone ending up shoulder-to-shoulder with her ex just as the ball was about to drop. "relax," she murmured, a crooked smile tugging on the corner of her lips as the countdown echoed somewhere from behind them. "it's just a kiss, purely for tradition." her gaze ended up lingering a second too long before she quicky added, "it doesn't mean anything, okay?"

" oh my god, you're completely soaked… come in, please, i'll get you a towel."

"i have a lot of skills," mitzi admitted, with only a slightly teasing lull to her voice. has found herself to be surprisingly good at the whole babysitting thing and is more than happy to utilise that fact. "i'm sure you'd cope just fine on your own... though, it's incredible admirable to accept help when you need it." she knew so many people wouldn't and was glad juliana wasn't one of them. she shuffled closer into the room at the offer, head tilting with interest. "i'm definitely not opposed... if you're sure that you wouldn't mind the company?"