Amaranthine
Supernova
- Joined
- Oct 26, 2016
- Location
- Canada
Part of Alicia wanted to stay in the water a little but longer but Bryce looked so damn happy, and the lake would always be here waiting for them. She followed behind him to the edge of the water, and after he reached land she was more than happy to take his hand and let him help her back up on to land. As she followed him towards the area they had settled in to earlier she wrung her hair out, releasing a lot of the excess water soaked in to her long brown locks, and a grin grew on her face as she saw what choice he had made in supplies - the silk. There was no denying that was one of her favourite options.
”As you please,” Alicia said. Like how she had made a show of taking her dress of earlier, she once again made a show - this time of her body slowly turning away from Bryce, allowing her to see almost every angle possible of her curves and skin. Once turned away she brought her hands towards each other and and rested them so that her fingertips touched, which would allow Bryce to get a secure hold on her wrists. This might not have been ‘conventional’, but it was surely their normal, and Alicia had no objection at all to their way of doing things.
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Anna hadn't seen the bruise on his collarbone, her eyes had still been too heavy to make sense of things as her lips had crossed past that part of his skin. In response to his question she fell away from him, though - laid down on her back and finally opened her eyes properly to be able to look at him now that she had the space to actually see. All yours, the look said, and Anna held his gaze for a moment before her eyes had trailed down his body. He wasn’t the most stereotypically masculine, but he managed to be soft yet strong... Smooth enough for her hands to glide over like butter, bed-messed long hair that she’d always loved. He was a pretty boy, in her eyes, but that didn’t make him weak and she was 100% down for that.
She laughed as she saw the mark on his collarbone, not knowing what had caused it. “What is that? Forcing yourself through a dry spell with me so you gotta let Troy give you hickies now? Last I checked you didn’t even like the guy.” She was fucking around, obviously, and didn’t actually think that was what happened. If that ended the moment it was probably for the best - Nick was the one playing dangerous games here, wanting to ravish her while she was clearly trying to behave. If not... all the better. But he’d have to realize he’d pretty much asked for it when she stopped going so easy on him.
”As you please,” Alicia said. Like how she had made a show of taking her dress of earlier, she once again made a show - this time of her body slowly turning away from Bryce, allowing her to see almost every angle possible of her curves and skin. Once turned away she brought her hands towards each other and and rested them so that her fingertips touched, which would allow Bryce to get a secure hold on her wrists. This might not have been ‘conventional’, but it was surely their normal, and Alicia had no objection at all to their way of doing things.
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Anna hadn't seen the bruise on his collarbone, her eyes had still been too heavy to make sense of things as her lips had crossed past that part of his skin. In response to his question she fell away from him, though - laid down on her back and finally opened her eyes properly to be able to look at him now that she had the space to actually see. All yours, the look said, and Anna held his gaze for a moment before her eyes had trailed down his body. He wasn’t the most stereotypically masculine, but he managed to be soft yet strong... Smooth enough for her hands to glide over like butter, bed-messed long hair that she’d always loved. He was a pretty boy, in her eyes, but that didn’t make him weak and she was 100% down for that.
She laughed as she saw the mark on his collarbone, not knowing what had caused it. “What is that? Forcing yourself through a dry spell with me so you gotta let Troy give you hickies now? Last I checked you didn’t even like the guy.” She was fucking around, obviously, and didn’t actually think that was what happened. If that ended the moment it was probably for the best - Nick was the one playing dangerous games here, wanting to ravish her while she was clearly trying to behave. If not... all the better. But he’d have to realize he’d pretty much asked for it when she stopped going so easy on him.