happy wip wednesday!!

hello everyone, i hope you’re all doing well!! thank you @anincompletelist for the tag <3. i finally get to post at a decent time because of the break!

last week i decided that this fandom needed some wlw rwrb content so i wrote a very short June x Bea ficlet :P. lmk if you guys would want an actual fic made out of this friends to lovers concept ?

“Bea!” June squeals as she squirms against Bea’s fingers on her waist. “I’m trying to write this freaking- Ah! paper!”

“Then write!” Bea teases as she continues tickling June’s side.

In all actuality, June wasn’t bothered by Bea’s impishness. If anything she secretly loved it. She loved how physically comfortable Bea was with her. The time they spent together was always buoyant, perhaps even flirtatious, June hoped. But she was always stuck on that thin line between friends and maybe more. Though, what she wasn’t muddled about is her unequivocal feelings for Beatrice.

Those prominent butterflies that erupted in the pit of her stomach every time Bea touches her arm, or when Bea throws around pet names like love and darling. Especially in moments like these, where June pretends to be engrossed in her studies while Bea tries to divert her attention to her. When, in fact, June’s attention was already fixated on the blonde girl sitting next to her.

“Do you want me to fail?” June feigned the exasperation in her voice, but she couldn’t help the smile that crept up on her lips.

“Maybe,” Bea bites her lip, looking back at June with the big blue orbs that allure every bit of desire out of her without fail. June couldn’t help but look at the way her teeth were tacked down on the pink flesh of her bottom lip. She longed to kiss her. She needed it now.

June, without even thinking, says, “Is it weird that I want to kiss you right now?”

Bea’s face lights up and her smile gets wider, showing all her teeth, and oh god- If June wasn’t already sitting on the floor, her knees would have given out on her that very instant.

Bea’s shoulder was brushing against June’s now, her head tilted forward slightly. “Is it weird that I want you to?” June’s breath hitched in her throat, and it was as if she had forgotten how to breathe. Their faces were so close, that she could smell the strawberry lip balm Bea always wore, and she was just fervent to taste it.

June closes the minimal space that dangled heavily between them with an eager, pining kiss. Bea wasted no time reciprocating her energy. Their lips moved flush against each other, the cadence of their kiss quick and feverish. Bea pulls away from the kiss to remove the laptop from June’s grasp, replacing it by swinging one of her legs over June’s lap and straddling her. June looks up at her with her eyes potent with aspiration, and her cheeks flushed a deep pink under her brown skin. Bea reaches over with a shaky hand to push a strand of June’s hair away from her face.

“Fucking eyelashes,” Bea murmurs before tucking June’s hair further back to attach her lips to her neck.

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happy sunday!!

thank you @anincompletelist for tagging me!!

this is more of my firstprincess drabble!! im making some edits to it anddd might add more, we shall see ;)

June licks her lips, tasting the fruitiness of Bea’s strawberry lip balm mixed with fresh mint. The stimulation made June’s head buzz with anticipation; the sweet flavor of Bea’s kiss, the softness of her lips, the slight sway of her hips as she sat on June’s lap. This must be a dream.

“Fucking eyelashes,” Bea murmurs before pushing June’s hair further back to attach her lips to her neck. Leaving a trail of languid, wet kisses. Nibbling gently when she reaches the hyper sensitive spot under June’s ear. As if she just knew that was her weak spot.

June bites back a moan at Bea’s attentive kisses to her hot skin, feeling as if she’s being lit on fire and basking in the inferno of Bea’s open mouthed kisses.

Thank you for reading! hope y’all had a good weekend<3