#r4chelamber

he peers down at his phone, sitting behind his desk at the office. it's not unusual for rachel to send him a text during work or call him but he's staring down at an audio. no video, just sound and his brows knit together. that's different. his thumb hovers for only a moment before he's pressing play. instantly he can hear the wet slick that is no doubt her pussy. eyes glance up to his door, seeing it shut and locked. the last thing he needed was for one of his guys to walk in on him listening to his wife moan. he slouches back in his chair with a groan, rubbing a hand over his face. he should stop it, go back to work before he falls deeper into her. but she's so addicting, his mouth already watering. he wants to be buried in her pussy. lapping at her juices and pulling orgasms from her with his fingers and cock. fuck he'd sit between her thighs for hours. he doesn't stop the audio, his hand traveling to palm himself as he listens to her moan his name. she's teasing him, dangling what he had to leave unfinished this morning. "fuck." he hisses as it ends and he's immediately calling her. "you better still be touching yourself." he growls into the receiver, undoing his belt and pants and fisting his cock.

" I'm not fucking jealous. What the hell do I have to be jealous about huh? I run this school, he just goes here. Fucker. " Nathan grumbled.

"I'm kidnapping you and takin' you off to some hidden location, of course." Billy joked, looking over long enough to flash her a smile to show he was in fact kidding here. They were on a worn down path in the woods that led to a location he often liked to visit when he wanted to be alone or think. "Relax, it'll be worth the walk. There's just a place I wanted to show you in case you ever want somewhere to have time to yourself. I found it while I was out walking one day." He explained, blue optics just taking time to appreciate the scenery around them. As they walked through a clearing and arrived at a little creek, Billy finally turned to face her again. "Maybe it sounds dumb or cheesy or whatever but I'm sure it's easy to see I'm like the water. Lifeguard and all that. These, lakes, and pools are about as close as I can get to the life I had back in California. The sound of the stream is kinda chill. I thought you might appreciate it too."

   “..is this meant to be a THREAT? because    t- that sounds more like a good time.”

❛ do you ever think about death ? ❜ a beat , then a quick addition ---- ❛ NOT IN THE CALL THE DOC RIGHT NOW KINDA WAY ! just the [...] existential kind of way . ❜ hand stills in the others hair , pausing her mindless fingers in their repetition of combing through it as @r4chelamber 's head rests on her abdomen . her gaze is distant as she stares at the stars on the ceiling for a long moment before seeming to come back to reality as fingers restart . ❛ i thought about it a lot when my dad died . like [...] what's out there kinda stuff . if it's just worms &* dirt or if it's rainbows &* cloud mansions . ❜

"we're going on a treasure hunt, a very important treasure hunt," floribeth repeats the words that had been flashing on the screen not even ten minutes ago, more so to herself than to @r4chelamber. "x marks the spot, a circle in a dot. insects crawling up your back and blood comes rushing down." she turns to rachel, frowning. "it almost reminds me of a nursery rhyme or something. but ramsey told me that she didn't grow up with something as macabre as this, so, does this mean anything to you or gisele and han?"

        gentle fingers comb through rachel's hair loosely, busying her hands while separating curls and tangles. she's humming a song she can't remember, but the melody is familiar, it feels soft and warm and dizzying, in a way. just being with rachel feels like a dream. allie reaches for flowers from the basket to braid through her hair, but she pauses with her hand half way out of the basket. " wait- what's your fave color? "

“some see this glass as half full. some see it as half empty. but i see it as a piece of cake." her knife hit the glass, and almost immediately, went straight through it. look at this idiot, looking so proud of herself.