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not lyra.
Joined November 2024
β mom , am i still young .α£ can i dream for a few months more .α£
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she looked up at her lover over the rim of her glasses, feeling like a fucking supermodel under her thumb. " did you sleep well, baby .α£ " she said with a few pecks to her toned abdomen.
she shivered lightly at the attention she was receiving, dark mocha eyes aimed at celeste with a playful twinkle. thumb brushing across her lower lip. "it is a good morning indeed."
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" i'd fuckin' let you, " she chuckled, leaning against the brick wall in an oversized carhartt jacket.
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β β shame. β he mumbled, pocketing his lighter and throwing the cigarette bud to the ground. β i might jus' set this shit on fire. save us all from the fuckn misery. β β
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" thanks, " she murmured, lighting the stick and taking a pull. " and no, actually. although those assholes are liable for it, " she grumbled.
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15 hours
β the second she stepped outside, he held his zippo up with the flame already burning. too adjusted to her never having her own. β nothin' burnin' down .α£ β β
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she rolled her eyes, knowing hers wouldn't start for another fifteen. when she finally joined him outside, she was already holding a cigarette.
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15 hours
β throwing both middle fingers up at her, he smiled. walking backwards towards the employee exit, hoping for at least a quick cigarette break. β now, unless somethin' is on fire, don't speak t'me. β β
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she shook her head and trodded back out into the dining room to refill drinks. she returns later, finding the plate on the counter. " three fuckin' pints, " she said, picking it up and blowing him a kiss.
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β β oi .α β he hissed, glancing at her over his shoulder. pointing a greasy spatula her way. β now it's two pints, darlin'. β β
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swing by tonight. wear that perfume i like. πββοΈ
that I am, yes.
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" thank you tonyyyy " she sang as she swung back around the corner. her tired feet brought her back to the window. " i'll buy you a pint then, innit, " she mocked his accent with a goofy smile.
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β β fuck me. β he groans, throwing a kitchen towel over his shoulder. loud, unhappy huff also slipped past his lips. β you owe me a pint. β β
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she came back a few seconds later, finding him in the kitchen. " they just watched two other people get their food, you can't just put one more out before you break .α£ "
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β β they can kiss my arse, 'm on a break. β he shouts after her, watching as she strutted out of the kitchen. scoffing to himself, offended. β
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" i'm fine, tony, " she rolled her eyes picking up two plates. " thirteen is getting impatient, " she says, walking back into the dining room and away from his stupid ass.
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β β it sure fuckn is. β he scoffed, hands gripping at the edge of the counter top, leaning forward. β everythin's good, sweetheart .α£ β β
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" it's hot in here, " she bratted, with a self - assured smile to her co - worker.
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β sly smile on his lips as he gestures towards his face with a finger. β ya got yerself a little pink there. β β
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looking back, trying to gather herself. " don't know what you mean. "
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β come on darlin', don't be lookin' away. β
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she's looking away blushing.
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β you can yell as loud as you want to. β
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you free tonight, baby .α£
oh, that would be so amazing.
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leaning back into me, looking in a mirror while i . . use my hands.
I really would, huh?
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you'd look so pretty with red ribbon around your wrists . . .
Iβd love to be, baby.
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oh yeah, wanna be my cute little present .α£
I would absolutely let you.
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gonna let me wrap you in ribbon, put a little bow on you .α£
being someoneβs christmas present this year. a christmassy butch, if you will.
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her eyes smiled up at her lover, her kisses gently reaching between her thighs. " good morning, " she said, resting her head on her thigh, gingerly caressing the other with a dainty hand.
purring quietly, still sleepy from the gig and after party the night before. softly caressing celeste's short locks.
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she smiled, peeping up through the blanket. " good morning, " she said, her kisses trailing up her thigh.
βMorning to you too.β
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