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Our Own Little Party
"We have to stop." Star panted, still gripping the fabric of Harper's shirt. Harper hummed, in what sounded like agreement, but that didn't stop her lips from strolling up the right side of Star's neck. Reaching the other woman's ear, Harper captured Star's earlobe, capturing it between gentle teeth she nipped it, causing Star to hiss as she fisted Harper's shirt.
By The Royal Blue Network3 years ago in Filthy
Memories Made of Dust
The airport was packed. Making her way through the sea of bodies, Aaliyah Jackson dodged large men as she approached the baggage claim area. Scanning the revolving belt, Aaliyah searched for her bag. After a couple of minutes, she spotted the ugly, green, polka-dotted suitcase. In a hurry her arm jutted out, grabbing the bag at the exact moment a pale hand went in for the same bag. Aaliyah got to the bag first, and the stranger grabbed her hand.
By The Royal Blue Network4 years ago in Fiction
The Perfect One
Aaliyah Walker sifted through the rack of shirts, stopping every now and again to feel a few. 'Too soft.' 'Not soft enough.' 'Do they even like yellow?' Her mind raced a mile a minute as she dug through jerseys, button ups, and various other shirts. This shirt would be the first one to touch Blue's chest after they got their bandages off; Hopefully.
By The Royal Blue Network4 years ago in Fiction
Private Party
“We have to stop.” Star panted, still gripping the fabric of Harper’s shirt. Harper hummed, in what sounded like agreement, but that didn’t stop her lips from strolling kisses up the right side of Star’s neck. Humming in delight, Harper reached the other woman’s earlobe, where she nipped it, causing Star to hiss as she fisted Harper’s shirt.
By The Royal Blue Network4 years ago in Fiction
I've Got These Feelings
Olivia Wild stared at the carpet of her bedroom floor as her best friend Megan Williams walked back and forth. Megan had gone over the same spots so many times that Olivia was sure she’d burn a hole through the carpet. After Megan made her way from one end of the bedroom to the other end for what felt like the millionth time, she turned from Olivia’s closet door and looked at Olivia .
By The Royal Blue Network4 years ago in Fiction
