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Joined March 2023
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β €β € β € β € β €β € β €β € β €β €β € ༺𝐓𝐇𝐄 π–πŽπŒπ€πΰΌ» β € 𝙸 πš πš˜πšžπš•πš πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 π’“π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’• 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, πš˜πš— πšπš‘πš’πšœ πšπšŽπšœπš” β € β € πšžπš—πšπš’πš• 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‹πšŽπšπšπšŽπš πšπš˜πš› πš–πšŽπš›πšŒπš’ π’•π’˜π’Šπ’„π’†. . . β € β €
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|| I’ll be honest I really don’t know what to do with this account anymore 🀣it’s making me want to delete
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Do I ever so casually stroll back here or do I just exist in the shadows for a while until someone notices….? Decisions, decisions.
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She’s stumbling into @HighSociopath’s flat with a drunken confidence, tossing her bag on the couch and flopping into his chair face first to inhale the scent she missed. . .
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Irene took his docile demeanor as an opportunity to gracefully swing her leg over his waist, straddling him with a majestic toss of long raven curls cascading down her shoulder blades. She grinned down at him, exuding the aura of a lioness in her prime, her fingers delicately
β€œG’mornin’…” Came Sebastian’s groggy reply, his eyes still firmly glued shut as his jaws cracked open in a wide yawn, followed by a low, rumbling sigh that sank him deeper into the mattress.
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β€œMorning,” she mumbles, her voice rough with sleep. Nuzzling into the crook of his neck and taking a deep inhale of his scent. β€œOr afternoon, at this point,” came her sly reply, a smirk curling at the corners of her mouth.
Seb draws in a deep breath and happily sighs it out, resting a calloused hand on her thigh and gently stroking her skin with his thumb.
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ΰΌ† 𝕴𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝔄𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑 retweeted
obsessive & possessive
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Humming in contentment. She gently drags her finger in circles along his chest. Laying reverent kisses to his shoulder.
A barely-conscious smile as he pulls her closer.
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Turning over and wrapping her legs and arms around him.
<β€” Hasn’t gotten out of bed all day and has no plans to
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She quirked her brow with playful scrutiny, blood red lips curling upwards at the cheeky retort. Always a charmer, wasn’t he? β€œYou dare disobey a superior officer?” She begun, leaning back against the marble countertop with an air of controlled confidence. Nails drumming
Well, that is objectively a lie but he knows better than to point it out… His brows tick up towards his hairline as she comes on strong with the flirtation, then he breaks into a slow, lopsided grin. β€œKeep talking to me like that and keeping at ease might be a tall order..”
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absently as her eyes took in the tall man before her, sizing him up like a peice of meat. β€œI think you may just have to drop and give me twenty for that.”
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Irene laughedβ€”a reckless, carefree sound that rang through the air. She leaned farther over the railing until her head hung upside down, dark curls spilling in loose ringlets to frame her flushed face as she peered directly at Subiean below. The lingering haze of marijuana left
β €β € Subiean watched the woman with an arched brow, allowing her feathered friend free; she held Irene’s gaze with curiosity watching as the ash floats about. The smoke almost dragon like, puffing through nostrils most certainly had the redheads attention. ⇣
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warmth blooming across her cheeks and a dangerous sort of delight dancing in her eyes. β€œAnd what exactly are you going to do about it?” she called, her voice lilting into a taunting sing-song. β€œStrongly advise against it?” Her words echoed through the space, settling over every
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anxious ear within reach. Amused by the tension she’d stirred, Irene rocked herself idly on the railing, arching her back like a languid cat before letting herself swing forward again, entirely unbothered by the drop beneath her.
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