Lucinda POV:
Why, did I do this? Who in their actual right mind would go with a woman who they don't know? Well. Me! I am in a car with a woman I call Crimson. We are in total silence. I'm watching her out of the corner of my eye."What are you dreaming about, what's on your mind?" I glance over, "Thinking." She turns her body toward me. "Diamond for your thoughts?"
"I thought it was a penny..." She grins, toying with her serpent ring. "Hm, well, pennies are useless to me. Plus, I feel like diamonds would convince you to tell me what those big doe eyes of yours are dazing about." I discover my face a new shade of red. "I'm thinking about how did I get into a car with a woman whom I don't know the first name of." She chuckles, softly caressing my hand.
"I guess it's about time I tell you." She smirks, softly kissing my hand. I don't recoil this time, surprisingly. "Vivienne Tang," I beam, hesitantly kiss her cheek, murmuring in her ear. "Lucinda Valentine." Before I pull away, her gloved hand encased my cheek, luring me into a deliberate searing kiss. My mind is already running at a mile a minute. Holy- She is an AMAZING kisser.
I smile softly against her lips, biting her bottom lip as we pull away. her eyes widen, "You're immune?! How are you still conscious?!" I gawk at her for a moment. We kiss and the first thing you say is "You're immune, how are you still conscious?" Damn, Vivienne. I wasn't conscious for long because my head was spinning and my vision was blurring.
Vivienne POV:
After my kiss with Lucinda, I was genuinely concerned with why she was still awake. My lipstick's poison and it knocks someone out, instantaneously. She's different, Special. She is special if she didn't want me when she laid eyes on me. She probably desired to taunt me...Make me want her instead of her wanting me.
Lucinda looks more adorable when she is asleep. But, I adore staring into her eyes...and her innocent face. I want to take that. I'd rather take her innocence than her life. I want her eyes on me, and only me. Her big, innocent doe eyes. I want those eyes heavy with desire. The desire that she wants me, needs me. Zoe spoke up from the front of the car. "Carmen Sandiego we're at your house, have a nice night."
I look at Zoe, my friend since 20. "You too, but don't hermit like you usually do." She laughs, as I drag the unconscious Lucinda out of the car. "Sure," I playfully swat her arm, "Oh, whatever." I grin before shutting the door. "You have a good night too, Nikolai." He lets out a low growl. "Just get inside the house, Tang."
I roll my eyes, dragging her limp body into the living room. I grab a few blankets, some pillows, my phone and sit in front of the fireplace. Waiting for Valentine to wake up, I silently read, "How to keep yourself hidden."
I hear the groan from the woman in question. I smile closing my book, looking that way. "Are you doing well?" Lucinda walks over to me and sits with me on the floor. "I guess...where are we?" I smile, resisting my urge to pull her into another lust-filled kiss. "We are at my safe haven...or my home...I prefer building of secrets." She gives me a cat-like smile, "Secrets hm? You have me intrigued, Mistress Tang."
I smirk, "When I get a boyfriend." Lucinda glances at me, puzzled. "Which is never," Her face dropped. "You do have a chance to get a boyfriend." I snap back with a bit of hostility in my tone, "I will never love a man." I could see how taken aback she was as she softly moved away. "Sorry, darling...You can stay close," She instantly backed up more. "Mi amour...what's wrong?" She was now out of arm's length.
"I don't like the pet names, Vivienne," I glimpse at my phone. "Oh...my bad sweetheart...it's a bad habit." She rolls her eyes, getting close to me. "I can see that," I smirk, setting a soft kiss to her lips. The kiss grows more hungry, heated...intimate. She recoiled when my hands started to tease the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. "What's wrong, lover?" Her voice was almost a whisper. "No," My face went from, I want more to What did you just say to me.
I jeer, "Excuse me...what?" She lifted her voice, "I said no. If you want me. You have to be patient...Let our relationship build from friendship. I want to grow slow...I don't want to be fast...I'm not one to talk about the past but I want to go as slow as me and Inez's relationship was." I stiffen, that name sounded so familiar, too familiar for my liking.
I wanted to raise my voice, tell her that no isn't an answer, that no one says no to me. I want to tell her that slow is for the weak. But I don't. "Okay, if you want to be just friends that's fine." I want her to still want to be around me...There are those words again...I want her...
What do I want from this innocent woman?
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#follow your @cosmicguide
Amara: I left my sword in someone's purse.
Nora: Amara...I don't think that's how this world works.
Helena: Nora is correct on that point.
Onyx: Yeah, I have never seen anyone stick a sword in a purse.
Nora: I surely wouldn't, I personally prefer a satchel.
Helena: Same here.
Amara: I have the same preference with bags.
Onyx: I like purses!
*Beat of silence*
Onyx: You saw Amala right?
Helena: Please do not bring up Amala.
Onyx: Alright then! Better topic of conversation!
Nora: Mhm?
Onyx: So...No one is going to talk about how Nova walks around in on-brand crop tops and baggy sweat pants.
Amara: Comfort clothes? I don't see what's wrong about walking around the dorms in comfort clothes.
Onyx: Not the clothes, Amara...THE ABS!
*Nora coughs*
Nora: Glad I'm not the only one staring.
*Everyone bursts into giggle*
Amara: Okay, okay. But can we please talk about Helena and her independent walk?
Helena: Isn't gossip supposed to be when the person isn't around?
Onyx: It's not gossip...it's complements.
Nora: Agreed, the way you sway your hips when you walk is something no one in this sorority can ignore.
Helena: I don't understand...
Onyx: You are sexy as fuck! No one disagrees.
*Nora and Amara hum in agreement*
Helena: O-oh...Thank you.
God Bless the Lesbians.
Me, during Episode Nine Season on of Orange is the New Black. At timestamp 28:46
Look at my girl!
Poison and Euryale? Possible. Just have to edit poison to fit the realm.
August: I’m so risky now! Last night I went to a crazy club! And this morning I ate yogurt that was 2 days past the “eat by” date. I am like a maniac!!!
You astonish me
Every day since day one
From your different emotions
To how you carry yourself
Your genius would alarm me
When we first met
And I am still in awe when it reaccures
Because you are so amazing
You restored my faith in the good things in this world
Like flowers and baking
And you made me see things in a new light
Making me smile every time you have stars in your eyes
You colour me enlightened
You make me weak in the knees
You are beyond the expectations
I set for myself.
You remind me what possible feels like
When I thought things were impossible
You're the best thing that has ever happened to me
You complete me
You are breathtaking and beautiful
You are dazzling and divine
You're exceptional and exquisite
And don't forget it, lover of mine.
My heart calls for you
And I listen
Answering
And embracing it fully
I would do anything to make you smile
And keep you smiling
No matter what I have to do
I will keep you smiling
I love how you make me feel
Even if we aren't near eachother
Or in the same building
I'm yours
You are my favourite distraction
That pulls me away from my work
You’re my dream come true
And I hope I'm yours
And those times when I call you just to hear your voice
I have to come clean, lover of mine
You make my heart stop
You take my breath away
Your voice is my favourite sound
Every noise you make
Makes me want more of you
You're my partner
I think you extraordinary
I love everything about you
You are amazing
I love you, lover of mine.
I'm so scared. How she do that-
From @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble List
“This didn’t work out as I had intended.” They hum as they examine the smeared wax seal. The stark white against the beige envelope. Noir removes the wax seal and flick it elsewhere not wanting to look back on it. When they return their gaze to the envelope, the remnants of the white wax are still visible. They groan as they remove the letter from the envelope and toss it to the side. "This...I will handle later." They look to the other side of the room. "Now to deal with you." Noir mutters, gazing upon the bloodied corpse of their husband.
My aesthetic says Goth. But how I act is totally different. I look and sound intimidating as fuck but I'm not unless I need to be.
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