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[dead_tongue]

ok. I'm sorry.

[longlegs]

?

[dead_tongue]

for making you worry. and for being so much trouble.

[longlegs]

iggy i wasn't even here for a month before i almost got mauled to death and teddie didn't know about it until the next day
you aren't trouble
this was nothing and I'm glad it was nothing
okay?
like what if someone had actually done something to you and we were too late?
friends worry about each other
and unfortunately you're gonna have to put up with me wanting you to be safe

[dead_tongue]

I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be ungrateful.

and I know you're right, I'm just really fucking mortified and scared that I'm going nuts.

[longlegs]

no apology needed ❤️
but if that's something you're worried about we can try to ask for someone who can help with that too
like a legit therapist i mean

[dead_tongue]

I don't think we have any of those here.

maybe I just need to relax a little bit.
some guy bullied the staff into giving me a spa morning! I bet another day like that will cure me.

[medals]

not big enough to hold secrets then?

[longlegs]

[ oh

shit ]

does this mean i can't sit with you

[medals]

depends how good the hot choc is

[longlegs]

[ With his voice in her ear, grunts and shaky words hand-in-hand with his orgasm, Cellar closes her eyes with a tormented grimace. She could start touching herself again, ride the high and the pangs of arousal Theo is causing without even knowing it at this point. Self-control is biting her lower lip, keeping her legs together and her hand far from her navel, staring up at the ceiling.

After the pause, after she relishes in debauched little compliments— ]

I wanna lick it off you.

[ That's her asking him to give her the order. ]

[longlegs]

maybe
want company?

[dead_tongue]

yeah. yeah, okay.

[longlegs]

it's a date ♥

[chokedout]

Yeah?

[His voice is hoarse - like he's really been wrung through, grunting through his teeth as his fingers still stroke himself - slowing until he's looking down at his palm, speckled with cum. He brings his hand to his lips, licking a droplet off, trying to imagine it being her tongue.]

I want you too. I want - I want you to clean every drop. Think you can?

[longlegs]

it's like, SO hot

text; un: gingerailed | late January

[dead_tongue]

I have a confession to make. I've been avoiding you for like a week because I've been like

in withdrawal. and a total dick.

[longlegs]

what happened?

[dead_tongue]

I was on that ReSculpt stuff. I tried it and my skin looked great, my ass was like a BBL, I had actual biceps. so I kept taking it and I took the etiquette lessons and it was good. it was so good.

I was so good.

[longlegs]

[ Fuck, she knew it was too good to be true. ]

how long were you on that stuff?

[dead_tongue]

all month.

[longlegs]

why didn't you tell me when you stopped?
i could've helped

[dead_tongue]

because I was being awful.

I got caught digging through your friend August's garbage like a fucking racoon. I'm mortified about it now. he asked if he should call you and I said no because I didn't want to to see me like that. and I was scared you'd make me go to the clinic again.

I was in a really, really bad state.

[longlegs]

[ August.......... oh dear. ]

letting me help you isn't a bad thing
it isn't meant to be some kind of punishment
you know that right?

[dead_tongue]

yeah. I know. but I shouldn't NEED help. I'm an adult. why can't I adult properly? I'm just this pathetic blob. I'm a blobfish!

I hate being what I am.