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⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━ ❛❛I 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 six-toed cats!❞

[‍ ‍ ‍solitude.‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ @halfsovl]

⠀⠀i cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me .

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove < Vienna’s signature the same way again.

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove <
“Vienna . . .”

When it finally passed, Lou went limp into the bed, arm flung over her eyes, mouth parted in stunned silence.

She wasn’t sure if she was shaking from pleasure or the aftershock of being so completely, shamelessly undone.

She did know she would never look at >

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove < 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘞𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 . . . 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦.”

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove < breathless.

“Yes. I mean— I don’t get off to— God, Vienna—”

But then she felt it — the sudden, shocking wet heat as Vienna spit between her legs, and Lou gasped.

The letter was still in her hand — somehow.

Her lips parted:

“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 >

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove < 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘢,”

She faltered.

“Oh God,”

She breathed.

“I’m going to die.”

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove <
Her grip tightened on the letter before she unfolded it. Her eyes struggled to focus, her brain a scrambled mess of pulses and heat. But she found the first line, her voice barely more than a whisper.

“𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘓𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 >

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove < mess.

“Viennugh—“

She pouted, asking for more, demanding more.

[𞋎ou ˎˊ˗ @sixtoedlou]

@susurringlove < Vienna traced slow, purposeful circles. The dull, beautiful ache building between her legs made her a little fountain within moments.

Her hips bucked. Lou was usually a patient sexual partner, but something about Vienna and the alcohol in her system made her a whiny little >

[♡ Eve ♡ @evecullen610]

a slow dance, but with your lips on my collarbone