deafens: (that we're living)
Now That's What I Call A Disaster! ([personal profile] deafens) wrote 2015-11-11 02:36 am (UTC)

a+++++++

( it's all nic's fault, really.

nothing like this has ever happened before - she's flirted, of course, because nic's incapable of not pushing boundaries - and then nic went and decided that she couldn't be bothered doing drop offs on one particular day, and made everyone come to her apartment instead. by the time cat arrives after school is out, nic's already high. this in and of itself isn't particularly rare, most of her waking hours are spent intoxicated in one way or another, but this time it just means she's a little flirtier, a little more pliant and a little closer as she places a lit joint between the older woman's lips.

they're standing close enough now that it seems almost a shame to waste the proximity. she doesn't take her eyes off of cat's as she steps in a little closer, moving well and truly into her personal space, and though she halts for a moment to watch her carefully for signs of resistance, it is only for a moment, and then her hand is brushing under her top, skimming just inside the waistband of pants until she finds a button to release.
)

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