[ texas. hearing a word like that bubble out of texas's mouth might just be the best thing that's happened all night. it makes w giggle fiendishly, even as she's theatrically gasping, her own lips just a breath away as she playfully admonishes her: ]
What a dirty mouth.
[ this is an exciting new texas, one w might even admit she likes a lot. the hungry urgency in her driving hips, the way endless way she drips over w's fingers... what are the rules here? much as she'd like to break all of them, she needs to figure out how to get as much of this as she can stand. it's not enough just to pin her against the door and nip at whatever she can reach anymore. ]
Don't you dare blame me if it gets you in trouble.
[ oh right, there are none! except to be as rough as she pleases. still a crazy thing to say to a mercenary like w, and maybe texas will have a moment to think that little misstep over when the weight of w's leg on her hip shifts and her hold in her hair tightens and w bears down with everything she's got to send them crashing to the floor.
she won't make it terrible anyway, perfectly happy to take the full brunt of the fall before she rolls texas on to her back. what are a few rattled brains between friends? she mostly just wants the real estate to really spread texas out and get a good look at her, and indeed texas can hook her legs around w now if she really wants to, but not before w lifts one herself and chains gleeful little bites up her thigh. her free hand pins texas's chest to the floor — if that's necessary, she doesn't know, it doesn't actually make any sense to her why texas would ask to be roughed up without it all being a cheeky ploy so she can retaliate in kind. ]
Won our little wager, didn't I?
[ she's definitely considering something as her gaze roams over texas's body. 'use' is a really loose term too, she didn't even really think of it before she put it to a gamble, but she is liking the sound of using texas more and more. ]
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What a dirty mouth.
[ this is an exciting new texas, one w might even admit she likes a lot. the hungry urgency in her driving hips, the way endless way she drips over w's fingers... what are the rules here? much as she'd like to break all of them, she needs to figure out how to get as much of this as she can stand. it's not enough just to pin her against the door and nip at whatever she can reach anymore. ]
Don't you dare blame me if it gets you in trouble.
[ oh right, there are none! except to be as rough as she pleases. still a crazy thing to say to a mercenary like w, and maybe texas will have a moment to think that little misstep over when the weight of w's leg on her hip shifts and her hold in her hair tightens and w bears down with everything she's got to send them crashing to the floor.
she won't make it terrible anyway, perfectly happy to take the full brunt of the fall before she rolls texas on to her back. what are a few rattled brains between friends? she mostly just wants the real estate to really spread texas out and get a good look at her, and indeed texas can hook her legs around w now if she really wants to, but not before w lifts one herself and chains gleeful little bites up her thigh. her free hand pins texas's chest to the floor — if that's necessary, she doesn't know, it doesn't actually make any sense to her why texas would ask to be roughed up without it all being a cheeky ploy so she can retaliate in kind. ]
Won our little wager, didn't I?
[ she's definitely considering something as her gaze roams over texas's body. 'use' is a really loose term too, she didn't even really think of it before she put it to a gamble, but she is liking the sound of using texas more and more. ]