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When Zoey said she was ‘sending help over’, Mira thought she meant packets of her favorite instant ramyeon, the kind that’s too spicy for literally anyone else but her to like, and maybe some electrolyte sticks and some packs of instant porridge for when her stomach is too unsettled for anything else, along with a cooling patch or two and some Ibuprofen to help with the aches. She expected the usual kind of care package Zoey would send her when she knows she’s too stubborn to ask for help or to be looked after but desperately needs it anyway.
Mira didn’t think Zoey meant she was sending her girlfriend over to fuck her until she finally stops dripping like a broken faucet with all of her unsatisfied need.
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Zoey’s gaze swings back to Rumi—only to freeze in place at what greets her.
Rumi’s eyes are dark as she stares down at Zoey, dilated eyes blooming with want as she takes in Zoey’s appearance. Casual outfit, cheeks flushing red, big brown eyes staring up at her. The hunger stark on Rumi’s face makes Zoey swallow, her heart hammering in her chest as Rumi dips her head, now nose to nose with her.
“Zoey… you’re so pretty.” Rumi’s tongue sweeps out to wet her lips, and with how close they are, Zoey can feel the wet warmth of it ghosting along her bottom lip. She bites down on a whimper, afraid to let anyone nearby hear it. But arousal churns in her lower belly, growing like scorching heat as Rumi whispers filth directly to her face, “Have you thought about getting fucked like this? In a packed train? There’s so many people around us.”
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They loved each other. All three of them. It didn’t matter which season it was; their love would remain.
In the clarity of spring, when the air around them was filled with the scent of rain, their love was there. A hand offered at the right moment, laughter shared across the room, the way they came together in each other’s presence. In the hot, long, unrelenting days of summer, their love was there. It shone in sun-warmed afternoons, in the brush of their fingers, in their shared glances. In the impermanence of fall, their love was still there. Finding warmth in each other’s presence, falling leaves mirroring shifts in their lives, quiet evenings spent together. In the harsh and silent winter, their love was still there. It was in bundled arms against the cold, the shared mugs of something hot and sweet, the solace in each other against the starkness outside.
modern au of the girls moving through the seasons
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“You wanna be full that bad? Wanna be so full I can’t even see the toy inside you?” Mira asked, the idea suddenly coming to her, and she noted how Rumi’s eyes dilated at the notion, her patterns flaring gold in heavy arousal. “Want me to push it so far inside that pretty pussy and then make you push it back out, hm?”
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“I might have to put a muzzle on you until you learn to use your words more wisely” Mira mused, conversational in tone. Her eyes flickered to Rumi who rested a light hand on her own chin, in casual ponderance. “Jesus fucking Christ” Zoey breathed out.
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Or, Zoey is a successful solo rapper fresh off winning Best Rapper of the Year at the Idol Awards for the second year in a row. Rumi and Mira are established icons in the music industry, but bored. They pursue Zoey to alleviate said boredom. Plot ensues.Series
- Part 1 of your heart melts into my cup

