No you didn’t, that was vague as shit. Don’t subscribe to amateur hour, you’re better than that. I know you want to be a star, to be the top dog with your pretty little face splashed across every billboard in this fucking place.
[ she catches a lock of Velvet’s hair between her fingers and curls it, lips finding the ends so she can brush them against it. all the while she studies her like the predator she is, ever-calculating and sharp. ]
So tell me, Vel, what are the top three things you want most here? Don’t give some regurgitated bullshit someone else fed you, give me you in your own words. Make me feel something and maybe, just maybe, I can make it happen.
[ at the kiss, she jerks her head back and stares at her as if she were offended because she is—she calls that a kiss? watch and learn, baby girl, she is at the top of her game for a reason. one arm slides around her waist to pull her flush to her as her other hand tips her chin down so she can introduce her to a real kiss.
it’s a slow dance at first, mostly chaste and tame but she isn’t known for weak ass shit like that. very soon she deepens it, hardly giving her time to breathe before going all in via slipping her tongue into her mouth, letting it explore every little crevice that bitchy mouth has to offer before she moves away.
her teeth briefly catch her lower lip between them before she pulls back and smirks. then she uses her thumb to “fix” Velvet‘s lipstick and has the audacity to lick her thumb after, as if savoring a particularly intoxicating flavor. ]
no subject
[ she catches a lock of Velvet’s hair between her fingers and curls it, lips finding the ends so she can brush them against it. all the while she studies her like the predator she is, ever-calculating and sharp. ]
So tell me, Vel, what are the top three things you want most here? Don’t give some regurgitated bullshit someone else fed you, give me you in your own words. Make me feel something and maybe, just maybe, I can make it happen.
[ at the kiss, she jerks her head back and stares at her as if she were offended because she is—she calls that a kiss? watch and learn, baby girl, she is at the top of her game for a reason. one arm slides around her waist to pull her flush to her as her other hand tips her chin down so she can introduce her to a real kiss.
it’s a slow dance at first, mostly chaste and tame but she isn’t known for weak ass shit like that. very soon she deepens it, hardly giving her time to breathe before going all in via slipping her tongue into her mouth, letting it explore every little crevice that bitchy mouth has to offer before she moves away.
her teeth briefly catch her lower lip between them before she pulls back and smirks. then she uses her thumb to “fix” Velvet‘s lipstick and has the audacity to lick her thumb after, as if savoring a particularly intoxicating flavor. ]
Tastes like heaven and cherry chapstick.