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sapphic-woes · 2 years
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How it be all the time sometimes.
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greenaway-torres · 4 months
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I love when she’s in the kitchen with me. Watching me. She just wants to be close to me. In between cutting vegetables and making a sauce, she’s there with her wine in hand. The look in her eyes makes me feel like she sees me. Maybe more than me. She waits until I put the knife down or put something in the oven to kiss me. The taste of that sweet wine is still on her lips and the world slows down. Then she goes back to her seat, watching me until she can kiss me again.
“I love watching you. The way you move around, you cook, how you hum to yourself. Just content. Tell me what I can do to keep you this happy, baby, and I will do it.”
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im just saying
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demigoddessqueens · 8 months
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because we’re met to be
A/n - based off this ask
Altair 🗡️ - it’s a bit of an awkward confession but you see the genuine emotion behind his eyes and it warms your heart the oh so serious one cares for you
Jacob 🎩 - cheeky boi who kisses you first before he goes on about who else will put up with him
Ezio - oh he’ll kiss away any of those lingering doubts because he’s grown close to you, wants to love again, and couldn’t imagine living a long life without you
Edward 🏴‍☠️ - the Assassin pirate is so effortlessly smooth with you when he tells you how he feels on the bow, his lucky charm and the one who keeps him grounded
Bayek 🏹 - deep look into each other’s eyes, adoring you, you’re important and dear to him
Haytham 🇬🇧 - he loves how you’re a part of his life that isn’t a part of centuries’ feuds, and he wants to keep it that way
Aya - you’re her motivation, her guide and a part of her heart that runs deeper than the Hidden Ones
Shay 🍀 - he’s not the best with words, but even as the stern Irishman rambles out how important you’ve become to him and that it’s been a while since he’s felt this way about someone
EDIT: Arno 🇫🇷 - oh nothing serious, just the fact that you’re his very reason for being, love, life and pillar of everything good despite what’s happened in his life
Aveline - calls you “mon Cherie” first because that’s what you are to her, and in rebuilding a life, you’re a cornerstone to it
Connor - you’re his hope, his new beginning and the healing he’s welcomed to his life
Evie - she’s always been so hesitant with her feelings, but you give her the freedom to open with how she feels towards you
Desmond - in learning of his heritage, you’re the anchor that keeps him tethered back to this world rather than being lost in his own head
Kassandra - you’re the one she’ll carry in her heart for the lifetimes to come
Eivor - the Aesir pale in comparison to you and you’re an ethereal sight to the Viking warrior
EDIT2: Alexios - you’re the unlikeliest of support, strength, and companionship for the one turned Deimos, he didn’t realize he was lonely in such a way until he met
Basim - more than just a pretty face in all the ways, you’re the compass to the newfound life he has with the Hidden Ones
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pixievi · 2 years
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characters | vi, caitlyn, ellie williams, kassandra of sparta, eivor varinsdottir
fandoms | arcane, the last of us ii, assassins creed valhalla & odyssey
warnings | none, you can show this to your nan (except there is a smidge of suggestiveness in kassandra’s but it’s still senior citizens safe)
vi
In denial
The way she sees it, it’s just another person she cares about that could get hurt or worse
Which she doesn’t want to go through again
So she keeps it locked away, opting to just be there for you whenever you need her
Despite this mental agreement she has with herself, she still finds moments where all she can think about is you. Your smile, your laugh, your kindness, your soft gaze..
She is constantly around you, following you like a lost puppy. Not that you mind, Vi on the other hand realises she does it embarrassingly often and the part of her that’s in denial low-key hopes her constant presence annoys you, so you’ll avoid her
So she can get rid of that constant ache in her chest whenever she looks at you
It was like that for months, Vi trying to shove down those feelings while simultaneously being comforted by the daydreams of you and her while you both got closer
Her plans to keep it to herself became more painful as time went on because thoughts of you being with someone else or just losing you in general, plagued her
After a particularly bad nightmare that had elements of those worries, she found herself in your bed wrapped in your arms. You didn’t ask when she came through your window, just understood that she needed comfort. Which is another thing she loved about you
That arrangement wasn’t new, her sharing your bed. Especially after bad dreams. So you thought nothing of it and tried your best to make her feel better in whatever way she needed
Her head was buried in your chest, listening to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm knocking on her little ‘in denial’ door. She realised she couldn’t take it anymore, so fuck it
She mumbled her confession into your skin, her words freezing the hand that traced patterns on her back. Everything made sense
You kissed her forehead and she relaxed, somehow melting even more into you
caitlyn
Hopeless romantic
Met you at your job in a local cafe, which has become her most frequented spot as of late. For no apparent reason
Since that day, she has anonymously sent numerous bouquets of flowers to your workplace, addressed to you which were all accompanied by sweet little notes
While she had a raging crush, she was still shy and wasn’t sure
She would always make sure to chat with you, delighting in the smiles and laughs you gave her
She looked forward to her lunch breaks, because she got to spend them with you. And on those days where your breaks matched with each other, she’d spend that time with you while trying to contain her giddiness
You know that investigation journal she has? Don’t tell me she doesn’t have a personal one where she blushes about her crush on you
After fiercely debating with herself, she mustered the confidence to ask you out on a date. When you said yes, her eyes lit up and she had to stop herself from jumping up in excitement. Instead covering it with a warm smile and pressing a soft kiss to your hand like the gentlewoman she is
She treated you like a princess on the date
But, one thing she was doing was keeping the conversation on you. Especially when it came to topics you were interested in. She did that on purpose, as she thought she would bore you if she started talking about the things she likes to study herself and her interests
However, that was quickly shutdown when you caught on to it and informed her that in fact, you were very interested in her various knowledge. Finding it endearing how she’d talk with her hands when she got passionate about a topic or just something she was interested in
It warmed her to the core. As if she couldn’t adore you any more
The night couldn’t have gone any better
ellie
Very shy
Sketches you all the time in her journal
I feel like she’s much more of ‘I show my interest/love for you in my actions’ type person, at least in this case
A common thing she’s found herself saying to you since her feelings developed is ‘I saw this and thought you might like it’
Another one would be ‘wanna watch a movie?’
She finds herself more quiet around you, settling for soft smiles rather than words. Something Jesse has definitely noticed and definitely teases her endlessly about
Has to look away from your gaze because if she locks eyes with you for more than 5 seconds she’ll start flushing and stumbling over her words
Fiddles with her sleeves or the hem of jumper/top whenever she speaks to you
Once she gets more comfortable in realising that you do like her, as a friend at least, she’ll start getting more bold
Teasing you, annoying the shit out of you..just plain messing with you.
But also hugs you tight, rests her head in your lap, letting you borrow her books and clothes etc
Speaking of you borrowing her clothes, the first time she saw you wear one of jumpers was the day she thought she was gonna combust
It was another night of hanging out at her place, playing video games while Ellie tried her absolute best to not blush while you rested your head on her shoulder
You noticed she was stiff and asked her if she was alright, to which she adamantly assured you she was fine
So you snuggled into her more, head now resting on her chest
There was no way you didn’t feel her heart hammering against your ear. Butterflies did the same in her stomach
You suspected the exact reason why, and dropped the bomb on her
“Jesse told me y’know, about your crush on me”
Her previous blush drained from her face as she froze
You sat up and kissed her cheek, and waited for her brain to start working again
When it did, she cupped your chin gently and slowly brought your lips to hers. Giving you time to pull away
But you didn’t
kassandra
Immediately starts flirting with you
At any given moment - oh, you’re cooking? She asks what else those fingers can do, oh she’s bleeding out and almost dying? Declares how pretty you look under the moonlight
Aside from her flirting and teasing, she believes you’re a literal goddess and cannot stop the golden light that erupts within her every time you look at her
Always keeps an eye on you, even when she’s not there. Whether it be through close contacts of hers or through Ikaros. She’d be heartbroken if something happened to you, especially if it’s someone wanting to get back at her
Another huge romantic, does everything she can to make you smile and feel special
Wants to be around you all the time, no matter what you’re doing. Whether it be a quick trip to a market or you’re just tending plants at home, you’ll be guaranteed to have a tall misthios shadow beside you
Needs to touch you or she’ll die
If you allow her, she’ll have you in her arms whenever - in hugs, around your waist, on your shoulders or simply just holding your hand. She’s addicted
Plays with your hair a lot, doesn’t even realise she’s doing it half the time
Finds herself smiling just at the mere thought of you
After a awhile of all this, she confesses (if you hadn’t figured it out already, she was being as cloudy as glass)
It was a scorching day when she brought you on her ship. Sea spray tickled your cheeks as you gazed at the ever rocking horizon. Kassandra kept a tight hold of your waist as you leaned over the side to watch the waves cascade against the gliding ship.
She was excited, to put it lightly. To have you on her ship, enjoying yourself as much as you seemed to be
Her chin was rested on your scalp, before her lips brushed the shell of your ear
She whispered everything - the way you made her feel, how beautiful you were, how much she desired you…
Her heart soared when you stood on the tips of your toes to kiss her
eivor
Keeps it a secret for the longest time. Like I’m talking, over a year
She felt comfortable around you, found herself to feel lighter in your presence
She realised just how far deep in she was when she got jealous of Sigurd just talking with you - a ridiculous thought, but a thought that confirmed her passion
The poetry that wrote itself in her mind from your gaze was another tell tale
Now when she’s on raids, she always has to bring something back for you and pass it off as something like - ‘you mentioned you needed something to match your hair’ or ‘thought this might be of use to you’
Is very careful to not be drunk around you after numerous times she flirted with you in that state of mind (foreshadowing) To which she hoped you passed it off as her being a drunken fool
She still apologised each time though
Another gentlewoman - pulls chairs out for you, lends you her cloak, opens doors for you etc
Treats you more like a queen than anything else - you need something done? She’s the first to offer, some fools disrespect you? She tears them down in your name
Speaking of that, she’s very protective. Keeping close to you just at the slightest whiff of danger
She trains you, wanting to provide a way to protect you even when she’s not around
Brings you food all the time
Much like Vi, she finds herself in your bed after a bad dream or vision
Talking to you about it really helps her, she doesn’t feel judged
She feels equal, safe enough to be vulnerable with you
It was a night much like that, except for the bad dreams. No, she was just too drunk to make it back to her own place
She can be a very sensitive drunk, emotions always right there on the surface
So as soon as her head lays down on your stomach, she’s off describing her adoration for you, how warm you make her feel, how she wishes for a future with you…
You didn’t get to hear more because she drifted off to sleep, but you’d heard enough
In the morning, she tried to sneak out without waking you. Embarrassed beyond belief
But your hand gripping her wrist stopped her and you tugged her back
She hesitated but gave in to your embrace, waiting
You kissed her temple with a smile and giggled
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e-wwis · 2 months
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I'm back to singlehandedly feeding all of dyke enthusiast nation 🗣️‼️
I wonder what they're talking about...
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canaidliafail · 9 months
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mead & wine
kassandra x reader x eivor
College AU ( is anyone even surprised lmao ) CW: pure unedited filth
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“I hope everyone happier than me dies”
“Hello?????”
Randvi said, pulling away from her book looking at you in astonishment. You rolled your eyes with a scoff and she smacked your arm hard causing you to flinch and pull away
“This is pathetic. YOU are pathetic”
“I don't know how you wanna handle your breakup but I just lost another job offer cause of her so I will stay bitter”
“Oh come on it wasn’t even that good of a job offer. Im telling you the best is yet to come”
you squinted and lowered your brows. she checked her phone and perked up at the row of messages popping up on her lockscreen. Randvi, the gorgeous and funny woman that she was, already had a new little fling going on with a girl majoring in film and she was hooked on her new found love having already long forgotten her rotten apple of an ex, Sigurd
A small smile rounded your cheeks and you rested your head on the palm of your hand waiting for her to type out her response. She put her phone back on the table and turned to look at you with a sheepish little grin and flushed cheeks
“Sorry, I’m listening I swear-“
“relax, I'm just happy to see you all giddy again. Is it going well?”
she nodded and bit her lip looking up in thought
“See I’ve had a crush on Valka for a while now…But couldn’t do anything about it…You know. Since I was already so long with Sigurd and I didn’t think my parents would be ok with me..Not being with a man but now…” her brows lifted up and her smile widened. You knew she had a clear visual of her new crush Valka as she spoke
“But the way they were so supportive and also Valka being so excited to take this somewhere its just…Its so perfect”
You rubbed her arm soothingly
“Im really happy for you. The Gods know you deserved someone who actually was present and willing to do things for you and with you and now you have someone this great, Im just really happy for you Randvi”
she nodded and then turned around to look at you
“Oh actually, We are having a gathering. We will watch a movie and play cards over at dormitory B with Valkas friends. You should join us. Would do you good to get out”
“Randvi I…” You started and looked down at your notebook. You crinkled the edge of the paper and chewed on the inside of your cheek. It had been two..maybe three months since you did anything remotely exciting that didn’t include work or studying. You had barely found a peace of mind with all the chaos that stormed your life and you weren’t sure you wanted to go outside your apartment yet
“Im sorry I’ll have to pass…”
Randvi got up and grabbed your notebook smacking your in the head
“HEY OUCH?! and second of all BITCH?!”
“You have rotted on your couch enough. The planks must have the shape of your ass at this point. Im not listening. You are coming tonight with me”
“Randvi I dont need a pick me up now-“
“yes you do and quite frankly your opinion doesn’t matter you moldy sack of starch”
“starch?”
“nothing better came to mind. Don’t dwell on that. Listen I have one last lecture and then Ill come by the apartment to pick up some clothes ok? We will get dressed up, We will look hot and we will have some good time”
you rolled your eyes and slumped further down in the bar stool
“whatever you say goes”
“Ay, There you go!”
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Kassandra was fed up with her roommate having yet another hangover from drinking too much the night before. Kass loved to drink, certainly not as much as Eivor but she could hold her own, however this was the second day she had to go all the way down to the cafeteria to ask for ice and buy crackers for Eivor to shove down her throat. Kassandra considered replacing ice with a fist. A punch could sober her up well enough no? Usually it was her roommate being the aggressive and impatient one however today's spectacle was ruining every plan she made for the night and she had enough of it.
She slammed the door shut behind her and hit the bottom of Eivors bunk bed
“Get up”
Eivor groaned and rolled around to look at the brunette who had a nasty grin ready to toss the bag of ice on the blondes head
“You owe me one today as well which makes…a lifetime of favors of me taking care of your sorry ass”
“wasn't my fault you shitface”
she went to bark but fell back on her elbows from the pounding headache making her ears ring
“My brother is depressed from his break up and he is insufferable without a glass of vodka”
“glass eivor? You chugged down half the bars menu”
“he was growing more painful every second and I had to adjust to the task at hand”
“alright. How about the new task at hand. Half the campus saw you on his story gyrating with another girl. Eivor you were in your sports bra and was about to take that off as well”
“what?!”
that woke her up fast enough and she shot out of the bed and grabbed Kass by her shirt
“what did you say?”
“nothing. This is too entertaining for me to intervene. Fate would be mad at me you know” she said with a pout and Eivor was about to start swinging while Kassandra easily dodged every loose punch thrown her way
“ante re malaka, I'm joking. I talked to Sigurd and he took it down. So I expect you to return the favor”
“Kassandra I-!”
“you’re welcome” she said and grabbed her cheeks squeezing hard and shaking her face before tossing her off balance and letting her fall back on the bed
“So, your brothers ex…Randvi?”
“yeah?”
“Aren’t you all meeting up at Valkas today to watch movies?”
Eivor grabbed a fistful of ice and buried your face in her palms to ease the pain as she hummed in agreement
“Randvi has a friend. A friend that I like and I asked for her to bring to your get together today and since Im YOUR friend you will bring me”
Eivor let out a long sigh and before she could speak she paused
“Wait, her friend? the short one?”
“she is your height”
“fuck off, you know who I mean. The one who dyes her hair regularly and is her roommate?”
“yeah her…why? No don’t tell me-“
“Yes I will I called dibs first”
They stared at each other for a long hard moment, neither of them sure of what to do or say. Neither of them had talked to you before. Partially due to the fact that you were really confusing to figure out on whether you were single or not and you had a tendency to vanish the second they were starting to get used to your presence in the local bars. Kassandra being ballsier and hornier asked Randvi straight out about you while Eivor seemed to be waiting to feel out the mood tonight at the get together.
“Ok listen “
“No you listen” Eivor interrupted and tossed the ice back in the plastic bag
“Ill take you there and we can just have fun. I don’t know if Randvi even managed to convince her to come but at the end of the day its up to her to choose between the two of us right?”
“yeah. No hard feelings if she ends up with you”
“likewise”
and that, was a fat stack of horseshit
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They walked down the halls to Valkas place
“nice pants. new?”
“no, had them buried in a pile in my closet. Hey aren’t you gonna catch a cold with the sleeveless top?”
“no I'm good. We will be indoors anyways”
Eivor wore baggy jeans that comfortably sat low on her hips showing her inked, sharp V lines and her hair was rebraided with new rings and stones. Kass wore a white tight top without a bra that outlined her chest in an awfully nice way with her nipple piercings shamelessly outlined through the thin fabric and if they weren’t so busy hating each others ego and guts they would have fucked each other in the elevator but currently their brain was muddy with the thought of you and how to win you over. To everyone around ,they looked like hyenas ready to pounce.
At the get together at first they only found Randvi, Valka and Ciara. Later Alexios -kass’ brothe- joined with his girlfriend and they tried not to let their sour mood show on their face. Kassandra did at least. Eivor was pouting and was rude and snappish to everybody. That was until you made an appearance walking through the door and greeting everybody without really looking at them and going straight to Randvi
“hey did you take my keys?”
“oh fuck I probably did cause I couldnt find my own” she said in faked surprise and Kass wnated to mentally high five the ging in that moment. She was a real one and she made a mental note to gift her a bottle of wine later that week
“Hey since you are here why don’t you stay over?”
“I dont know, I had a really long lecture and..”
“oh please do us the favor. I've been dying to meet randvis mysterious roommate” Kass intervened and walked up to you offering a hand in greeting. You looked up in genuine curiosity and there was an unmistakable lustful glint in your eyes
“do you now” you asked and turned your body to face the tall greek demigod - as described by Kassandra herself-
“You see a cute girl, you ask for her number. its the natural order of things” she teased and you chuckled looking to the side seemingly flustered before you attempted to hold eye contact for a little longer
“Who are you?”
“Kassandra. I’m”
“ooooh” you said and then cut yourself of regretting your reaction
“shit, didn't mean to make that expression out loud” you joked and Kass tried to laugh it off as well
shit
She didn’t like that oh. It meant you have heard of her from one of her past flings which she did try to end things on good terms. As good as ghosting someone after a one night stand could be at least. She was yanked back from a strong grip on her shoulder as Eivor stepped up to steal the spotlight
“Ease up on the girl Kass”
you turned to look at the norse and your demeanor changed in seconds
“Your braids- they are amazing. Is your hair this thick or are these extensions?” you asked and took a step sideways and towards her. Eivor subconsciously touched her braids pulling them to the front and showed them off proudly, bragging about their cultural meaning and you chimed in, perked up and eager to learn more.
Kassandra was leaning against the wall behind you having you trapped between their bodies in a way that sparked up a new idea in Kassandras filthy brain. Her eyes searched for Eivors and when they met she was sure that the same thought crossed their mind.
You looked awfully nice in the middle and the two mascs could certainly get used to such a sight
“You should come by our place. Eivor braided my hair once as well. She is skilled with her hands you know”
the brunette teased and run her fingers through your hair as if measuring the length
“If that's something you’d be into. It will take a few hours though”
she agreed and you looked behind you and then back to your front in realization of the position you were in. You shifted your weight from one leg to the other and hiked up your skirt a tad, discreetly as if to fix your outfit
“That sounds fun. I could compensate you for the effort by bringing coffee and my sunny personality”
“that sounds like a deal”
and before they could get comfortable with your presence you slipped out of the tight space they formed around you and in a smooth motion walked to the door
“Well then have fun tonight. Ill see you girls around”
and left the room. They stood there awkwardly refusing to make eye contact at how pathetic they probably looked to everyone around them. Valka let out a sigh
“Its ok you can leave”
And they both relaxed, tension leaving their bodies as they made their way to the door
“Ok ok cool cause like we-“
“Yes I know why you came. Goodnight”
The two women left in a hurry to catch up to you since you had conveniently forgotten to leave your ig handle or any other form of contact that they could reach you through.
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It happened fast and the first time the three of you found yourselves alone. As alone as one can be at a public library. In your defense it was after hours and there were maybe one or two other students at the east end of the room where there were desks with computers while you three sat at the far back of the library on the couches by the large windows. Kassandra had snuck in a bottle of wine bragging that an uncle of hers made it himself and what was supposed to be a group study turned into a sloppy make out session with you on all fours on the couch,hands flat on the velvet fabrics on each side of Eivors thighs who had a tight grip on your cheeks pulling you in to deepen the kiss.
Eivor was a good kisser. You never thought you could ever kiss someone and reach a near death-like orgasmic state. She had skill when her velvet tongue caressed yours and the way it folded over the walls in your mouth had you begging for more and moaning in the midst of it.
“Fuck this view is good”
Whispered Kass as she pressed her thumb against the wet patch forming on your underwear. She rubbed the spot around your clit and you flinched letting out a moan. She had bunched up your skirt around your waist enjoying the view of your ass.
She looked around and leaned back to check if anyone was coming to their spot.
While you were covered enough thanks to the tall bookshelves separating the sitting areas she wanted to make sure that this view would be reserved for them alone. Kassandra didn’t care about getting caught in the midst of an indecent act but she would be bothered if anyone else would get sight so easily of what she fought to get access to for a few months now.
She adjusted her position again, spreading her legs further away to get closer to you and Eivor broke contact in that moment
“Someone’s coming?”
“No we’re good”
And before you could ask about the situation Kass was back,stimulating every nerve ending and sense in your brain by pulling your bright red underwear to the side and swiping her thick fingers through your folds collecting the wetness and leaning in to taste it. Your moan was thankfully drowned by Eivors lips crashing against her while her hands worked their way beneath your top and started caressing your chest and brushing over your nipples teasing the spot. You took the initiative to move your hand to undo her heavy belt, the noise of the metallic clasp ringing in the empty halls.
By now, Kass was knuckle deep in your pussy fingering you at a steady pace, reminding you to keep your back arched for her while Eivor on the other hand held your head low on her crotch bearing her teeth in an attempt to be quiet while you ate her out diligently. Your hair that she spent hours accessorizing with stones and rings was a mess in her tight grip now. Her knuckles were white as she pushed you against her cunt to which you obliged with content eager to push your tongue deeper in her hole, loving her scent and taste and the way her thighs twitched and started to shake from the upcoming orgasm. You yourself were barely holding on with Kassandra mercilessly destroying your pussy and whispering filthy praises all the while.
Your knees gave out the second your orgasm washed over you and you sat back on the couch resting your head on Eivors thigh while she gently caressed your hair now. Kassandra took her time to fix up your clothes being terribly tender with every move as if she was holding a priceless artifact in her hands.
It didn’t end there. Of course it didn’t. Because once they felt out how smoothly everything rolled with you three they had to keep going. So you ended up in Dormitory C and the second the door closed behind you Kassandras was already pushing you on her bed impatiently trying to get out of her baggy jean overalls while Eivor opened her closet to get out her leather strap on. Kassandra, like the whore that she was, had been strapped before they even left the house and so the minute her pants came off she eased her way in between your thighs and reached for the lube in the drawer of her bed table.
They took turns fucking you and in that moment you had the epiphany that being a whore was the best choice you took that day.
“I don’t know who to choose, they are both hot”
“Then go with both of them, Be a whore” Randvi suggested with a wink and you took her advice to heart. She would be proud tomorrow when you told her of this night over coffee
Kassandra lost all sense of time and space and by the time you all were worn out it was 5 am. You were laying on their living rooms couch, a series you forgot the title of playing on their Tv. You were on Kassandras chest, your cheek against her soft breasts while her hands caressed your hair and lower,laid Eivor between your thighs, arms wrapped around your waist and head on your sternum with her face buried in your neck near the countless bite marks that they left.
Kassandra made plans to make you breakfast. Not that she knew how to cook but she could cut up a few fruits and maybe finally use that espresso machine that Eivor bought a few months ago. The next day however the only one in her lap was her roommate who once was awake was as distraught to see that you were nowhere around
“Did she just…leave?”
EIvor would have laughed at Kassandras face for finally being the one ghosted however this specific situation directly affected her as well since Eivor was also ditched
“No, I don't think so. Wait” Eivor stood up and walked over to the coffee table to see a note left by you.
I borrowed your hoodie. Ill wash it and tell Randvi to give it to you <3
“Are you fucking with me right now?!”
Kassandra walked over and smirked
“Oh thats hot”
“Are you fucked in the head ? Like are you actually dumb?” Eivor angrily yelled and Kassandra just kept laughing
“Oh come on. Don’t tell me that what she just pulled didn’t make her that much more attractive. I say we one up what we did last night and make her ours”
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Randvi was yelling at you for an hour half excited and half mad
“Why?! WHY?!” She held you by your shoulders shaking you like a rag doll and you just grinned refusing to take anything seriously
“Because Randvi I know the shit that they pull. Hell every girl they fucked around campus has being ghosted or cheated on or other shit. I had a good night but I don’t want to get attached”
Randvi frowned and seemed slightly let down. Hard to accept and harder to deny was the fact that indeed, Eivor and Kassandra had been leaving a series of broken hearts in their path however she could at least testify that Eivor did it because the blonde confessed to having a crush on you for a long time now and only fooled around with others until you were available.
“I think you should give it a shot. Can’t be worse than your last ex”
“No see it can because with them, sex was good”
And Randvi choked on her juice
No matter what grand plan you had to avoid getting entangled with them, The two were set on finding you and they did. Easily enough. You were drinking coffee at the cafeteria,headset on with a book in your head reading and enjoying your peaceful afternoon which they very excitedly ruined. Kassandra wrapped an arm around you sitting on the chair next to yours and Eivor pressed her palm against your lower back in greeting. You rested your headphones around your neck and looked at them
“Oh hi..ugh whats up”
Kass smirked and looked up at her roommate who licked her teeth as her smile widened. Her voice was dry, scratching that itch in your brain that made it awfully pleasing to listen to her speak and even better to hear her loud moans. Eivor caught the shift in your eyes and how the pupils seemed to dilate
“Someone is excited to see us”
“Bold” You remarked and leaned back against your bar stool your eyes going from Eivors blue to Kassandras hazelnut gaze
Why the hell not
You thought and decided to indulge them while they got comfortable around you. One thing led to another and you were yet again naked in the bathroom stall while they devoured every inch of your body.
Soon enough you found yourself more and more at their place and you would catch the way their body language changed and how they started using pet names more frequently with you. You didn’t dwell too much on that shift being someone who needed to be told things out right to understand them. You found out that according to them, you three had been dating for a month. The way you found out was at a party when a girl was hitting on you. You weren’t interested but when she asked if you were seeing anyone you told your version of truth which was
“No not really”
And word traveled fast at the party. So that night Eivor dragged you back to their apartment and had you choking on her strap while Kass pounded in you from behind
“Single huh? Is this how you get fucked when you are single then?!” She growled while you failed to see what she was angry about enjoying the delightful punishment that you were receiving
“So two ain’t enough for you? You need more people to fuck you?” Kassandra hissed while dizzy with the sight of your pussy stretched around her cock that glistened from your cum.
That night none of you were sure if someone was angry or horny or both and sat down to talk about whatever occurred at the party the next morning with coffee. You felt uncomfortable having such a serious conversation and when Kass asked
“So what are we?” You were convinced there was a glitch in the matrix. You couldn’t understand how you managed to make these two hang by every word coming out of your lips. Eivor was fidgeting with her cup while standing next to the window pretending not to care much. Kassandra had the same easy going smile but her knuckles were white from her clenched fists.
“I..Didn’t think you two considered us to be..like a thing I mean…You two are smart enough. I’m sure you know what they say about you two”
And kassandra flinched while eivor clenched her jaw
“No yeah we know but I figured since we…spent so much time together it meant something more” You nodded and found yourself melt at Kassandras visible vulnerability
“Didn’t it?”
You smiled and walked over to her gently holding her cheek in your hand and caressing the soft tan flesh. She relaxed in your touch
“I like what we three have going on. I wouldn’t mind if it were to become something more. No need to rush into anything though”
Eivor found the confidence to walk back towards you and face you
“No sure but…we want this” she exclaimed and you looked at them not believing what a turn your life had taken in less then a month.
“Alright then” you agreed and she relaxed leaning down to kiss you
“And sorry if I was a little rough with you last night”
You smiled in the kiss and shoved her face out of yours “You aren’t sorry at all” and she graced you with a wolfish grin that confirmed your statement.
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Im suffering with Kasseivor thoughts these days and you all should as well
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xthescarletbitch · 1 year
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trying to play a game with your fave fictional gal(s) but you can’t stop thinking about [redacted].
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smartycvnt · 5 months
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Rough smut headcanons with Kassandra?
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Kassandra loves showing off her strength and aggression sometimes
She'll lift you up and fuck you against a wall if you let her
The hand marks on your ass and bruises on your hips from her fingers pressing in will be there for a week at least
Kassandra makes a game of how hard she can thrust while keeping the sex enjoyable sometimes
This is when she really likes overstimulating you
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arcticmisthios · 7 months
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Kassandra of Sparta is the most sexy girl in the world and she can top me anytime!
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guccipussay · 1 year
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their favourite priestess
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full, uncropped and filthy is on my twitter
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sapphic-woes · 1 year
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Pov ur lesbian and simp over buff women
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Congratulations on your engagement!! I was thinking that Kassandra and 8 would be an interesting fic :) Don’t feel like you have to write one though if it doesn’t float your boat!
Thank you so much! I'm very excited! I might post updates on how things are going when we get further in the engagement! Also CONGRATS ON BEING MY FIRST ASK BACK LET'S GOOOOOOO!!!
Summary: In a world where the gods blessed mortals with the ability to find their soulmates through matching wounds and scars, Kassandra has always felt immense guilt for her bloody job.
Pairing: Kassandra x Reader
Genre: Soulmate; No Smut
Potential TW: Blood, wounds, scarring, intentional scarring of a soulmate
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Kassandra never noticed the small cuts and bruises on her body. She was a mercenary, a life of injuries great and small was something she would always be used to. So when papercuts and bruises on the hips and shins appeared, she never took notice, never really wondered which ones were from her soulmate. Some who asked found that selfish, that she never worried over which of the injuries weren’t hers, that her soulmate was out there in pain and she had little care. 
But they never saw the big picture. 
Kassandra never cared about which ones were her soulmate’s, not because she was selfish, but because she hated that every injury that was hers appeared on whoever was her destined. Did she lie awake scared some nights, worried that the medium sized wound in her leg was actually much larger on Kassandra? Did she trace her fingers over scars that branded Kassandra, hating that they marred her skin just as much? It made her ache, deep in her soul, that she was causing pain and injury. Yet she couldn’t stop. Fighting was in her bones, carried over from the darkness of that spartan night on the mountain. It was her living. She had lives to support. Surely, hopefully, because her soulmate’s wounds never hurt her when they appeared, her own simply marked the skin, never harming the softness that she was surely destroying. 
Then, she learned the truth. In the market, a hot summer evening on the docks of Kephallonia, Kassandra watched as a woman bent in half, screaming in pain as her soulmate carved his name over and over into her arm. It wasn’t uncommon, branding your own skin with marks to ensure that you would find each other, but most people just do a small scar. A burn somewhere. A scar through the eyebrow. Something lasting that wouldn’t hurt much, but be noticable. Later, the woman praised the gods for her husband’s foresight, but the image of that woman, terrified and crying out in pain as the blood dripped down her arm onto the wooden docks stayed with Kassandra, haunting her nights and her mornings.
Now, the worries became nightmares. A woman, beautiful as the morning sun, gentle as the midnight moon, screaming and sobbing in pain as a spear wound appeared in her side. Claw marks raking down her face. Her eye bleeding as Kassandra’s own was impaled. Such extremes would never happen, the mercenary tried to remind herself, the gods had made it so your destined would never suffer that much from the injuries you face. And still, the dreams would haunt her. 
So she learned. Dodging became her speciality, arrows barely grazed her now, she could catch thrown spears with ease. Eventually, the wounds on her body became more bruises, something she came to live with, though Kassandra desired not a single spot on her future love’s body, no more. Now, their lives could be spent without pain, and only laughter and passion. 
Then, one night on the Adrestia as they sailed past Athens, Kassandra was woken up with a tearing pain across her upper left bicep, trailing down to her wrist in a slow, meticulous motion. She sat up with a startled cry, half expecting some wild creature set upon her by a rival or the Cult to be attacking her. A dagger flashes in the moonlight, swinging wildly for a second only to be met with air and the silence of the sea night. Barnabas wakes with her, shouting in response for the rest of the crew. Only a few stir, used to the nightmares of their crewmates after what they’ve seen after following her across the Greek world. 
“Barnabas? There’s nothing…” She pants, her hair messy from her restless sleep. 
“Aye, there’s nothing Captain.” Her first mate says, rising to his feet to come to her aide. “You were the one who woke me up- By the Gods! Your arm!” 
She looks down, eyes widening as her arm shone with blood, dark and messy in a way that she’s used to after a fight with a wild beast. And then the pain hits her. It’s nothing she’s not used to, but the absence of any attacker aboard her ships grounds her in a reality more painful than most anything she’s ever experienced. 
“No… this isn’t my injury to bear.” Kassandra croaks out, voice hoarse. “She’s been hurt.” And verbalizing that, even to a silent, concerned Barnabas and barely awake Herodotos, is easily the hardest thing she’s ever had to do.
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It was months later that Kassandra finally realized what happened to her soulmate that fateful night. It had taken Barnabas a week to convince Kassandra that searching every town in Greece would take much longer than they had time for and that her soulmate wasn’t dead because of the bruises and calluses on her fingers left by a weaver’s work. So, she just kept an eye out for any woman with the same deep scars tracing down the muscle of her arm. 
And she found her. 
A beautiful maiden, laughing with a customer at her simple booth in an Argos market, a laugh that Kassandra could swear she’s heard in her dreams, and she had the same scar carving into her skin. Left bicep, all the way down her wrist. A part of her felt pain over it. The real thing, right there, something that caused someone so lovely so much pain, was the only reason she knew it was her. 
The maiden turned, ready to greet Kassandra as a new customer, then stopped, staring at her face with a very clear look of awe. Before she could stop herself, Kassandra reached out, touching the very end of the jagged mark. 
“Tell me… I’ve wondered so long, how did you come to bear this pain?” 
At first, the woman who Kassandra loved before this day looked embarrassed, then, recognition. Her own eyes trailed over the mercenary’s left arm, shock and relief gathering in dazzling eyes as she matches their scar together. 
“You’ll be so infuriated with me.” She mumbled. Kassandra nearly burst into laughter. She had caused her so much pain before, such a scare would never make her angry. Not if it came from her. “But I tripped down a hill.”
The laugh that Kassandra was holding back ripped out of her. What a woman.
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Kassandra x Reader - Obsidian
Kinktober 01: Face-Sitting [explicit]
Word count: 1021
Ao3 link here.
Men, minors and ageless/default blogs DNI. You will be blocked immediately upon interaction.
“Come up here and let me taste you.”
Criminally alluring words, said with a sly, easy-going smile that always had you folding. Kassandra tapped her lips as she murmured them. Her fingers languidly crooked, beckoning you forth towards the cloud of pillows upon which she reclined. And, shame on you, your mind couldn’t help but wander to a memory of those dextrous fingers sheathed deep inside your heat.
That charming smile bled into a wolfish grin as you shimmied out of your chiton. Warm hands eagerly roamed your thighs as you folded your legs either side of her head. Both the sensation and anticipation brought gooseflesh to the surface of your skin; you made no move to hide your shiver as her lips, hot as a forge, grazing the inside of your thigh. She caressed and kneaded your hips, ushering the sweetness between them down towards her awaiting tongue. “Sit,” she hummed, staring ravenously at the curls adorning your mons and the arousal glistening against your slit.
“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” you muttered, brushing a few unruly stray locks of away from her forehead. Your cheeks burned from the unabashed intensity with which she leered at your delicacy.
Kassandra tore her gaze from your quim to smirk up at you. “I don’t intend to do a lot of talking…” She caught herself at the half-hearted glare you shot her, conviction lacking because there wasn’t another soul with such an unrelenting, fiendish appetite for their lover’s pleasure. “Of course, my love,” she winked.
Her glee was infectious, a smile of your own decorating your lips not a second later. You carefully lowered your hips, encouraged by her hands. “You better—oh!”
A hot, slick tongue dragged itself purposefully over your folds. The tip teased your clit, flicking delicately, forcing a shaky breath past your parted lips. With a low moan at your taste, Kassandra anchored you in place with a forearm across the small of your back before circling the nerves with her tongue.
Your balance faltered at the sudden stimulation. Without the luxury of verticality, your shuddering hips inched forward, grinding down against her tongue that she readily flattened. The blazing muscle pressed delightfully against where you needed her most, bathing your nerves in a luscious, intoxicating warmth. A curse escaped you in the form of a whine, earning muffled laughter from Kassandra. She gave your clit a wicked kiss as you trembled in place.
“Should I slow down?” she chuckled, lips ghosting your quim. Her unoccupied hand reached down to massage your calf. The vaguest hint of burning within the muscle melted away at her touch.
Breathlessly, you ran a hand through your hair. “You little shit,” you marvelled down at her. Gods, did she have you by the strings. A puppeteer who knew precisely how to get you to perform a pathetic little dance for her.
Fingers trailed up the length of your thigh, all the way up to the sensitive skin of its apex. “You love it, though,” she grinned.
Softly, Kassandra kissed the mess she created. Edging on sweetly, with a clear hint of restraint. One, two more open-mouthed pecks found purchase upon your nerves, and then her tongue laved over you tenderly, catching the nectar that dripped as you relinquished a sigh. You closed your eyes and leaned back into the inviting warmth of her mouth.
Testing the waters, you carefully rocked your hips in tandem with her slow kissing. Contentedly, she hummed, guiding you along with a strong touch. You relaxed some of the cautious tension in your legs and whimpered as your weight pressed her tongue deeper into your slit. Something of an animalistic sound left her, causing your breath to hitch. Nonetheless, her tempo remained unchanged.
Gradually, as you gently rode her face, her lips caressed your clit with more intensity. Deeper, longer, with a few more sporadic flicks of her tongue. Heat ebbed and flowed into your core, sometimes a warm, soothing bath, other times a searing ember. It was a delicious thing to chase, and Kassandra happily indulged you. Every surge of pleasure she fed you was met with a sweet moan from your throat. A whimper, on occasion, when your hips journeyed a tad further forward than usual, allowing her lips to fully envelop your nerves. She couldn’t help but suckle ever so slightly, envisioning how your lower lip trembled from the countless times she had devoured you in a plethora of positions. The sensation delivered a bliss you couldn’t shy away from.
Your slow grinding halted; she took this as a sign to redouble her ministrations, sucking with a little less discipline. The hand supporting your back moved to grip the plush of your behind as the other ventured towards your slit, rubbing deep circles into the flesh. You shuddered as her fingertips toyed with your entrance.
“Inside, Kass. Please,” you moaned, suddenly overwhelmed with the need to be filled.
She rumbled affirmatively against your clit, pressing two between your folds, slickening them enough to effortlessly ease into your dripping, needy hole. You felt yourself clench around her as her tongue swirled around your stiff bud, choking on a gasp as she crooked the digits, tracing her fingertips along a spot she knew all too well.
Languidly, she cycled between wrecking you with her mouth and thrusting into you with her fingers. Two diabolical onslaughts. Mind-numbing ecstasy, only intensified by the rolling of your hips; you could either fuck yourself back against the thick digits hilted inside you, dragging them against your sweet spot, or you could grind forward onto a searing tongue. Igneous euphoria bubbled in your core, molten, white hot, emblazoning its cinders into your fingers and toes as you writhed atop her.
Foolishly, you fell into her rhythm, overwhelming yourself with a chorus of profane whispers and shallow whimpers until you erupted with a ragged crescendo of a cry. And as you shakily lifted yourself onto her hips, you were met with that same sly, easy-going smile that sparked this afternoon’s flame.
Kassandra never wiped her mouth. Her appetite had yet to be sated.
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ruler (of me)
a/n - i wanted to include Arno first cause it’s still his bday month 💕
Summary: person A flirting, saying “oh you’re the ruler of my heart” and how person B reacts
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Arno 🇫🇷 - he feels his heart fluttering so much!! “Mon ami, mon coeur, you have no idea how happy you’ve made me!”
Ezio 🌹 - happy, ecstatic, elated, how dare you refuse his kisses/hugs/affections when he’s adored you so much !!
Edward 🏴‍☠️ - calls your heart his greatest treasure and that he would never steal such a priceless gift since it’s yours to give
Shay 🍀 - there’s a faint blush to his face as he returns your affection, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead
Basim - one, two strides over till he has you in his arms, “oh but you’re so MUCH MORE than that to me”
Haytham 🇬🇧- help him he’s so caught off guard, a bit loss for words, “I’ve—adored you, in such a way, for quite some time”
Altair 🗡️ - the one rare time you’ve seen him blush, but that’s not the end of it because he’ll try to sneak you away into some corner to himself
Connor - weaves an eloquent speech about how everything else pales in his comparison when it’s his feelings for you, long lashes fluttering against his cheeks
Bayek 🏹 - also so smooth in reciprocating, “but you’re so much more worthy than a ruler, a true god/goddess”
Desmond - he’s such a cutie 💞 “aww babe, you think about me that much?”, if the Bleeding Effect takes over, you hear bits of Italian, Welsh, Arabic, etc. calling you love nicknames
Eivor - it starts off as a chaste kiss until it becomes more heated, warming you more than any fire has
Aya - effortlessly smooth as she cups your cheeks, “oh? So I’m a queen to you, a queen of hearts?”
Kassandra - a careful kiss on your hand before she pulls you close
Evie - she’s battled her feelings for you for so long, but you telling her this is such a relief to her she can’t help but hug you
Jacob 🎩 - he’s such a cheeky flirty tease about it, in a whole “oh you think about me a lot, love? 😏”
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Perfection
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AC: Odyssey Pairing: Kassandra x Reader Words: 912 Warnings: None
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You can't help but think about how much you love to spend your evenings like this. Kassandra always finds ways to pull you off into one of your favorite corners of the world. This time, she pulled you away from home to bring you just outside of the city, to a tree sitting atop a hill. You made sure to tell her how much of a romantic she was for preparing a blanket and a few pillows for the two of you unlike the last few times. It didn't take long for you both to find yourself comfortable under the tree. Kassandra laid back against you as she sat between your legs. You couldn't ask for a more perfect place or position to be in. 
You couldn't help but study every part of her that you could. You thought the way the setting sun casts its light made her glow in a way only the Gods are capable of. Every curve, both soft and harsh, on her face makes her look as if she was carved from stone- prepared to be the most beautiful statue on display wherever she is. Every strand of hair looks like the most perfect silk as it falls around her face.
Kassandra thinks the same, if not better, of you each time she looks at you. Every inch of your skin is perfect to her, softer than anything she has ever touch. Every time she looks into your eyes she can't help but find herself lost, wondering how you keep so much of her world trapped in such a simple gaze. The way you laugh and smile is enough to light up her life and make her forget it's getting dark out. She isn't able to describe the things she's willing to do for you.
It's all its own little bubble in the middle of the world, the air standing still as everything carries on around you. The only thing either of you focus on is your breathing, the way Kassandra rests against you, the comfort you have with your hands on her skin: all of it is more perfect than either of you could ask for. The way the shadows of the leaves fall over her shoulders and contour her every muscle and scar causes your eyes to roam. Nature seems to find a way to kiss her in every way you crave. 
A finger traces up one of the long scars decorating her bicep. You sigh as you hug closer to Kassandra's back, smiling when she leans back in response. A small kiss is pressed to her shoulder while you hum, so very content in the moment. You can't help but smile at it all. The contact, the peace, the knowledge that you two will do this as many times as your lives allows.
"Y/N?"
The way she says your name pulls you out of the trance. Her eyes trace over your features as your face softens. Behind her eyes is all the love you've ever wanted to see. "Sorry, did you say something?" your voice is hardly over a whisper, smiling as she looks at you.
Kassandra removes your hand from her arm as she sits up a bit, giving it a squeeze. She laughs lightly- a sound that is nothing but pure perfection. "I asked if you were ready to return home," a playful eyebrow is raised while she looks at you. Even after all this time, being under her gaze still makes your breath catch and your heart start to speed.
You look out at the sky, the city cloaked in gold under the setting sun. You shake your head slightly, clearing your throat, "Not yet… It's hardly dark." You move to press a kiss to her shoulder. Kassandra only smiles and nods before returning to lay back against you. The way her body finds its way against yours is like two pieces of a puzzle connecting perfectly: a perfect fit and a perfect picture. 
She runs a hand up and down your leg as she keeps her gaze forward. The city is starting to slow as night approaches. Lanterns are starting to be lit and taverns are starting to fill with people. Kassandra's eyes fall on the children returning home for the evening, parents standing in doorways as they wait for them to enter. Then she looks off to the couples walking the streets, young and old. She thinks about how she much prefers sitting here with you, in your own little place away from others.
A few moments of comfortable silence passes before Kassandra looks up at you and speaks. "Won't they be looking for you?" there's a teasing look on her face, "Are you sure you don't want to start heading home?"
You laugh lightly, resting your head onto her shoulder. "No, I want to stay here," you turn and press a kiss to her cheek, something she accepts with a soft smile. "We can stay here." With that, you both return to the your little paradise as you lay together. The sun isn't far from fully setting, but the night is far from over as long as you two are together. Your minds return to how perfect the other is, hands delicately caressing the other wherever they can, and, again, the only thing that matters is the bubble you two find yourself trapped in. As far as you're both concerned, nothing can make this night much more perfect.
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