#rcbbinmuses

So he hadn’t told him. The plan to mention his virginity had started as soon as he realized his feelings for the others, but the words couldn’t quite form on his lips. So he had a boyfriend... who had no idea that he’d never touched another’s... anything. It was so ridiculous. And now he was doing more than just the simple kiss on the lips. They were making out and it felt so good to have this, and even though the thoughts of how far they were getting was in his mind, he relaxed into the other, lost in the voluminous sensations overwhelming him. He slid a hand into their hair, kissing hungrily as his hips seemed to jerk on their own, something he could no longer control. 

It had been so hot for so long and Stef was over it. Three weeks of nothing but heat and humidity and she was sick of it. Deciding she was going to actually go for a run instead of moping around and being cranky, Stef bid Robbie and Eli farewell before heading off in the other direction away from their home altogether. It wasn’t long before the sky had darkened and thunder was rumbling above her. She groaned a little to herself and turned on her heel to jog home before it really started to rain. 

@rcbbinmuses

Another night, another Tinder date. Paisley had originally downloaded the app partly from peer pressure by her friends, but mostly out of curiosity. She’d heard both great things and horrible things about it, and the comical happenings were always all over her social media feeds. So far, she’d had a decent experience but nothing serious had ever come from it and she’d adapted a certain mindset going into each date: have low expectations and you won’t be disappointed.

"How many times do I have to say the word no before you get it through your head?" The gruff voice of the male should have been a clear indication that he didn't want to be bothered with anything that didn't involve making sure the books were in order for his two restaurants. "I told you the first time that you asked that if you left me alone, I'd consider it once I was done here but now, the answer is no chance in hell."

"No," Reese said, side-eyeing the other when he could feel their eyes on him. "Last time I said yes to going to a cemetery party with you, I wound up on a burial plot in nothing but my boxers and not remembering how or why that happened.. I do not want a repeat of that. I was thinking of going to the cheap theater and indulging in the Friday the 13th marathon they have going on. You know, something safe?"