#lesbain

Teru is certainly homosexual , if I was eer even remotely close to such a beautiful, sweet, captivating girl , I would have lost it.

“well aren’t you just pretty,” she breathes as she sets her keys down on the dresser. kicking the door closed behind her.

i smile at that, sitting up and pushing myself forward onto all fours, slowly crawling my way down the bed, towards her.

she loosens the tie around her neck, eyes narrowing as she watches me. examines me. all of me. and i’m sure to keep my gaze on hers.

reaching the edge of the bed, i pause, sitting back on my bare heels, “hm?” i hum lightly, teasingly, “what’s the matter?”

she doesn’t respond immediately, no, instead she exhales, proceeds to close the distance.

“i’ve had a long day,” she responds, lowly, sensually. her hand reaching for my jaw, “i could almost ruin you,”

she makes contact. i swallow, her fingers pressing into my jaw, “just for provoking me,”

i don’t respond, not immediately at least. letting her words hand in the air as i hold her focus on her, “you’re so easy,”

this one is suggestive okay..? also modern au bc uhm yeah

the sound of the front door opening and shutting sounded through your shared apartment. you knew it was her, if it were someone else you'd be concerned. it didn't take long to feel her arms wrap around your waist from behind while you did whatever for dinner — she wasn't paying attention. what she did pay attention to, however, was how pretty you were. that wasn't unusual, though.

her arms tightened around your waist, and she buried her face in the crook of your neck. she was quiet for a while, simply taking in how lucky she was to hold a woman like you in her arms. she was also focusing on how good you smelled, but that's besides the point. she pressed a small kiss to your neck, then another. she smirked against your neck when she felt you squirm oh so slightly. of course, she just had to tease you.

"how was your day, pretty girl? hm?"

her hands made their way under your shirt. your breath hitched.

"c'mon, speak up. use your big girl words."

"good... my day was good."

that seemed to satisfy her, given that she grabbed your waist and spun you around to face her. she made sure not to hurt you, of course. she could never. but what she did do, was guide your gaze to her with her finger under your chin. that seemed to always get you.

it did.

and oh boy, did she notice. she noticed how your thighs clenched. how your ears reddened. how you involuntarily moved closer to her. of course she noticed. she always did.

"oh? you want it?"

you gulped, but spoke anyway. there was no getting out of this now.

"I want it."

"good girl."

god, those words alone turned you on. or maybe she turned you on in general. probably the latter. looking at her? definitely the latter.

"do I need to tell you what to do, or will you do it yourself?"

you didn't need to be told twice before you nodded and looked down the hallway. she made room for you to leave the space between her and the counter, and admired you when you made your way towards your shared bedroom. she didn't follow immediately, you knew that she'd be there eventually. instead, she loosened her tie and watched until you disappeared around the corner. only then did she follow, and by then she was already removing her belt.

the only thing you could do now was wait.

a/n: what this shit did I just write

random ask but you should repost one of those question log like things that are numbered yk? that way we can get to know each other!

let me grab 🪩 (she/her, 22)

(i’m excited to find a DL blog)