#scturated

“baby?” daniela couldn’t tell if the other was awake, but she was definitely feeling a lot needier than she would like to feel upon waking up. the last thing she ever wanted to do was make any sexual advances that were unwanted, so she would hold off on anything too crazy until she could confirm that they were -- in fact -- awake.  “waaaaaake up,” she let out a sleepy sigh as her hands began to roam their skin, her fingertips tracing small hearts into whatever bit of them she could get her hands on. 

alana wasn’t sure where they were headed, but she was promised that it would be fun. her heart was pounding a little bit as she followed the other along, trying not to get too anxious as she watched how much closer they were getting to the back of the store.  “should i be concerned that you’re taking me somewhere to kill me?” an innocent giggle left her lips as she stopped, looking up at the fitting rooms.  “w-was i supposed to like? grab something to try on while we were practically running over here? because i definitely didn’t get the memo and i’m sorry if that’s what i was supposed to be doing.”

lemon knew that this night was going to be a drag, but she knew the other would be there and that was reason enough for her to get dressed and go out. sure -- she would much rather be comfortable in her room scrolling through tik tok and masturbating once the clock struck midnight, but hanging around her friends for a bit would do. part of her felt bad, for not wanting to be around them, but they had been a little ‘much’ for her lately. at least when they all got drunk.  “come sit by me! i saved you a seat,” the table their group had reserved was quite big and she didn’t want to run the risk of someone else getting to sit beside them if she could help it.  “i figured i would spare you the hassle of being stuck by the happy couple that just got back together. if i have to see them make out one more time i will literally shove this fork into my eyes and twist until everything goes black.” she was a little much, but that was nothing that a few drinks couldn’t fix.  “i’ve missed seeing you around. how have you been?”

“c’mon, you don’t actually want me to dance for you.” olivia kept her eyes on her friend, thankful for how dark the room was so the other couldn’t see that she was blushing. she had thought about it before -- not necessarily giving her a lap dance, but sharing an intimate moment with her. she wasn’t sure why she had or if it was right that she had, but she had. she wouldn’t admit it out loud, but it was the truth.  “aren’t you worried that like someone will come in and see?” she was biting down on her lip now, feeling just how excited she was at the thought of the whole thing. she knew that maybe she wasn’t the most coordinated, but alcohol always helped her body move a bit better and she had already had plenty of shots to be properly loosened up.