anne comfortably settled into her boyfriends chest, absorbing the warmth that came from it. * “politely? you know that i’ve caught you staring on multiple occasions, hm?” in uniform, just passing, idly talking; she could feel the eyes.
"sorry," sort of. she thought it was adorable, but truly, what mattered is her comfort. zoya's teeth on a bright display, flashing nervously before her hand secured around anne's head. fingers threaded through the soft pink hair, combing through it slowly. "I'll..
“it doesn’t bother me.” anne quietly assured, finally settling more comfortably onto zoya’s chest now that she didn’t have the other biting at her. her face hiding away, embarrassed… * ✨. taking refuge in the crook of his neck.
all that poor bunny got was torment from someone twice her size. zoya finally loosened herself from anne, laying flat beneath her to give her a chance of control. first in a lifetime. "does it bother you?" her tone sounded oh so teasing, but it was a genuine question.
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“you know what i mean!” not quite used to it just yet, it still catches her off guard every so often. despite the squirming and the laughter, she made no attempt to stop zoya’s bitey display of affection. “don’t be like that.” ~
how was it that she were meant to be the one in control by sitting on top yet zoya so easily wormed her way in and took over. * so annoying. a laugh escaped the nurse’s lips, squirming slightly as teeth gently bit down.
"you aren't used to it by now? stop it.." a small 'psh' hissed through her teeth to dismiss it. playfully rolling her eyes before dipping her head into the slot between anne's jaw and shoulder. burying against her. "I can say whatever I want.. and besides.. that word..
anne’s body molded so perfectly against the warm palms, like her figure were perfectly sculpted to fit large hands that held her so gently. jaw tilting, nudging her face into zoya’s, squishing together. * ✨. “mm, zoyaaa…
zoya let out another soft whine of defeat before her hands instinctively settled on anne's waist the second it was at its most accessible. sliding over and hugging it when weight leant over her. purring as she nuzzled her cheek against hers like a poor little kitten.
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a laugh escaped her, squished cheeks, such a pouty boyfriend. * ✨. anne shifted, her leg slipping over zoya’s hips so she could slowly shift her weight, settling there, laying down against his chest. “you have me until then.” * ♡.
"but I love you." she prays her men never ever catch her practically whining for a woman's attention. this wasn't just a woman, though; she's the love of her life, and has been since as long as she could remember. zoya's hand idly clutched around anne's cheek ..
pout fading away as her lips stretched into her usual smile again. so hard to bribe zoya when this sinner had a thing for greed. “you just have to make the most of it for now.” ^^
pouty … big rounded eyes looking down at her commander. “it isn’t ending, just taking a break.” she assured, running her fingers through the soft, silver tresses. “when my shift is over, we can go back to this, i promise.” hum!
it's hot having a girlfriend so professional, so smart, and so relied on by others.. but it was torture because that meant she was a busy woman. anne wasn't her own boss, unlike zoya, who could just lay in bed or go to parties and NOT work whenever she wanted.
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