#m: adele

✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ ｢ ♛ ｣ THINGS ARE GETTING MESSY. Adele knows for sure that, if they’ve gotten a positive result, their life is going to take a 180 degree turn. She doesn’t know if she’s ready, or if she’s capable to be a mother at all. She’s too selfish and self-centered to actually consider having a child. It’s always been just about herself. But now, with a child possibly in the picture, she’ll have to make a big adjustments in her life ----- and it might involve sacrificing something, which she dreads. ❝It’s---it’s time---it’s here,❞ she says, hearing the sound of the timer beeping. Glancing at the PT kit, she couldn’t help but mutter a curse, the two red lines causing her stomach to flip, ❝Oh shit. Fuck.❞

IM SCREAMING IM SAD

✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ ｢ ♛ ｣ WHETHER IT WAS A dream or not, Adele didn’t know. She was breathless, gasping. Consciousness laying between awake and asleep. An ache, a strong need. Moist built up between her legs. ❝H-holy,❞ she rasped. The blonde was torn between wanting to wake up or fall asleep. Yesterday had been tiring, but this served as a respite from all the stress she’d gone through. She didn’t know which one of her lover was doing it, but God, this was too heavenly. Perhaps, they were having some sort of contest on who could get her there first. Anyway, she had no problem with it. Not when they were handling her so well. ❝M-My god—m-more.❞ Too weak to get up and respond, all she can do was accept everything that she was getting. Lazily she spread her legs widely, and bucked her hips forward. Her movements were lethargic, but intense enough to egg them on.

WHAT THE FUVKXJHCKJSHDKJS

☹️☹️

i know it ain't easy giving up your heart i dare you to let me be your one and only