The Rhoades Pack

“please… just kiss me…”

“i really want to feel your hands on me”

“touch me.”

“kiss me.”

“hold me…”

“just a little longer”

“come closer”

“keep whispering”

“god you make me feel alive”

“i want your tongue all over me”

“put your hand on my thigh”

“i love the way your hand feels”

“you smell so good”

“i don’t want to let go”

“i don’t think i can let go”

“there’s something in the way you touch me”

“your breath leaves goosebumps on my skin”

“closer…”

“more, please…”

“your breath is so warm”

“your hands are so cold”

@dangerous-smoll | Send me “Goodbye” for the last voice message my muse leaves for yours before they die.

There had always been a feeling over that her past would catch up to her somehow. After the attack that happened once in Shafter, there had been a part of her that knew her father knew where she was. And while she did not know how much trouble he could bring to the town, Viper did not want to risk anyone else getting caught in the fallout of whatever would go down.

No one in the town deserved that. Protect your family above all, and they were all like her family now.

Tarren was happily bounding around the party as he was wont to do, even Quinn couldn’t keep up with him, choosing to stay along the wall and watch things unfold. Tarren started through a doorway and almost smacked into Nita.“Oops, sorry!” He laughed, quickly getting distracted by some people hooting and hollering at them.‘Look up Tiger.’ Quinn said telepathically.“Huh?” He glanced up in confusion. “Oh! Mistletoe!” He beamed back at Nita, lifting his hands to cup her face and plant a firm kiss to her cheek before starting to sidle around her, calling that he’d be back.

Nita laughed and shook her head bringing her glass to her lips. “I’m doing okay, mostly” she shrugged reaching for the snack platter. “I want you to know that I’m kinda glad you dragged me out, and” she bit into the pickle and gestured to the mistletoe “Don’t worry about the kiss, consider it harmless” she teased.

“There is only one weapon against the werewolf.”

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Tarren was happily bounding around the party as he was wont to do, even Quinn couldn’t keep up with him, choosing to stay along the wall and watch things unfold. Tarren started through a doorway and almost smacked into Nita.“Oops, sorry!” He laughed, quickly getting distracted by some people hooting and hollering at them.‘Look up Tiger.’ Quinn said telepathically.“Huh?” He glanced up in confusion. “Oh! Mistletoe!” He beamed back at Nita, lifting his hands to cup her face and plant a firm kiss to her cheek before starting to sidle around her, calling that he’d be back.

Tarren let out a surprised yelp when Nita pulled him back, blushing a little at the kiss, his smile closer to a grimace as he shot a guilty look over to Quinn. He smirked a little and shrugged his shoulders and Tarren’s smile returned a hundred-fold.

He followed after Nita for a moment, enveloping her in a hug. “How are you doing?” he asked, his gaze dropping to the soda in her hand. He was happy to see her drinking it, taking care of herself.

Tarren was happily bounding around the party as he was wont to do, even Quinn couldn’t keep up with him, choosing to stay along the wall and watch things unfold. Tarren started through a doorway and almost smacked into Nita.“Oops, sorry!” He laughed, quickly getting distracted by some people hooting and hollering at them.‘Look up Tiger.’ Quinn said telepathically.“Huh?” He glanced up in confusion. “Oh! Mistletoe!” He beamed back at Nita, lifting his hands to cup her face and plant a firm kiss to her cheek before starting to sidle around her, calling that he’d be back.

So with a mischevious grin as their coworkers booed at his boring kiss. Nita pulled Tarren back "nu uh, you know the rules about mistletoe. No cheaping out," she teased before kissing Tarren properly. "There, a proper kiss."

Nita laughed and turned back to the kitchen to grab some party snacks. Deliberately moving away from the table stacked with booze.