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her   fingers   clench   at   her   side,    unable   to   avoid   the   way   they   curl   into   fists,    an   urge   to   ball   them   up   completely   and   swing   without   a   secondary   thought.    but   she   was   meant   to   be   behaving,    a   guest   there   for   the   night   at   the   behest   of   punk,    it   wouldn't   do   her        –       or   him        –        any   good   if   she   went   'round   handing   out   black   eyes   to   everyone   that   got   on   her   nerves.    instead   she   lets   out   a   long   exhale   of   breath,    willing   to   allow   him   to   walk   away   without   saying   a   word,    until   he   continues   to   speak.    continues   to   poke   and   prod   at   her   to   the   point   where   dark   eyes   flicker   up   to   his   face. 

“   he's   not   the   boss   of   me.   ”        a   careful   glance   away   over   to   where   punk's   leaning   over   the   catering   table,    before   she   swats   his   hand   away   from   her   chin,    and   presses   a   manicured   nail   into   his   chest.        “   don't   call   me   baby,    either.   ”        dictating   her   own   terms,    as   her   finger   drags   up   his   chest,    before   her   fingers   curl   into   his   beard   and   yank   at   the   hair,    bringing   him   down   a   few   inches.        “   we   can   talk   now   just   fine,    can't   we?    doesn't   look   like   you're   all   that   busy   right   now.   ” 

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𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐅: 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑, 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓.

a big compilation of romantic, spicy and bittersweet starters, quotes, scenarios and places where one can get romantic. beware that some of these are of mature nature while others imply cheating or the thought of it. this were all thought to be in fandoms that are of historical nature or high fantasy but you can adjust names, locations and pronouns accordingly.

JEALOUSY. 

“I shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine.”

"Name, please. I'm gonna hunt that fuck down and kill 'em myself."

"It's time that you proved your loyalty to me."

"I could keep you safe, they're all afraid of me."

"Could they make you feel this good?" 

"I'll make sure you never see them again."

“Did he make you come?"

“ I don't want anyone other than me knowing what it sounds like when you scream."

"You're mine. Don't forget that. You promised."

"I don't care if you're just friends.”

 "You and i both knew what he was doing."

"I've never seen you that mad before."

 "Woah, where are we going?"

 "the hell was that?"

 "what is your problem?"

 "We need to talk about that little stunt you pulled earlier."

"She looked at you funny..."

“They can’t stop looking at you.”

"Who was that?"

"I don't like the way he/she/they look/s at you."

"So what if I'm jealous?"

"You are spending WAY too much time with that guy/girl/person."

"Hey. You're mine." 

"Don't worry. I'm yours."

"Are you jealous?~"

"Did you really have to give me so many hickeys?"

"I can't have these people all over you."

 "Oh, come on. Don't worry about him/ her/them, we're just friends."

"Don't you trust me?" 

"You're not the one I don't trust..."

ANGST ROMANCE. 

"My life is my own to ruin."

"If you don't love, prove it to me. prove to me that you've never felt something towards me. look at me."

"Is this what you wanted, huh? you could just make me fall in love with you and then just- just fucking leave? do you really expect me to be okay with that?"

"I wish we'd have more time."

"I told you not to fall in love with me."

"I'm not actually feeling anything."

"Do you want me to leave?"

"I thought we'd have more time."

"It scares me what I'm willing to do for you."

"I said I'd take care of you, did you think I wouldn't follow through on that?"

"I don't want anyone else. No one else can make me feel like you do."

"I can't sleep without you here"

"You need a place to stay for the night?"

"It's hard to sit here and be close to you and not kiss you."

"Did you really think this would 'get better' after we married?"

"I'm allowed to be obsessed with you, I'm your husband/wife."

• "you haven't changed." •

"do you want to give us another chance?"•

"let's start over."

"i don't want to start over."

"I don't care what others say, i trust you."

"you better not screw this up."

"i regret everything."

"god i missed you so much..."

"you've never left my mind."

"i thought i was doing the right thing. i had no idea...im sorry."

"I made the biggest mistake of my life and losing you was it's price."

"Are you even listening to me?" 

"Leave. Leave right now."

"All you do is whine."

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"How did that feel?"

"Is this how little you think of me?"

"I wouldn't miss you. Nobody would."

"You ruined everything."

PINNING.

"Do you know how hard I'm trying not to kiss you right now?"

"I'm very busy and you're distracting me right now."

"Don't you ever get lonely."

" I dreamt about you last night, and it was fantastic, but I woke up, and you weren't here."

• "Did you really mean that? you don't love me?"

"I'll take care of you."

"Because you're the only one who isn't treating me like I'm some fragile, innocent little thing to protect."

 "There's people outside who look like they want your head on a platter."

"Aww, jealous?"

"You're not an awful company when you're not trying to be obnoxious and ruin my day."

 "Just be honest, for once in your life."

"Dance with me, please?"

"What, did you think I kissed you all these times because I was doing it for the shits and giggles?" 

"I didn't mean to fall for you." 

"How mad would you be if I kissed you right now?"

 "Close your eyes and hold out your hand." 

"If there was ever anybody meant for me, it's you."

"I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep."

 "You are worth waiting for. So when you are ready, I'll be here."

"I will never stop fighting for you. I will never stop protecting you."

"Kiss me like that again and I'm going to think you're in love with me."

 "... But what if I am in love with you?"

 "It was about the sex at first but now it's... It's not. It's more than that. And I think that's what scares me the most."

"I don't think I can do this anymore."

"Because I think- I think I'm starting to get greedy. I think I'm starting to want more with you."

"no, we can't- we cant do this."

"someone might see us- stop."

 "did you really mean that? you don't love me?"

"if you don't love, prove it to me. prove me that you've never felt something towards me. look at me."

TENSION/PROTECTIVE.

"W-why are you looking at me like that?"

"Rumor has it, I make you nervous."

 "Your face is heating up, is it something I said?"

 "You weren't supposed to see me in this, so I'm just gonna go."

"Never gonna happen."

"Say it." 

"You fucking idiot- would it kill you to be careful so I don't have to worry about your safety all the time!?"

 "I've been horrible to you this whole time, on purpose, to drive you away. Why do you keep coming back?"

"be careful next time, okay?"

"god, i don't know what i would have done if you got hurt."

"you grew on me, alright?"

"of course, it just had to be you. it always had to be you."

 "why was it always you?"

"can't you just leave me alone? i think about you enough as it is."

"you make me want to be better."

"you didn't deserve that.."

"this wasn't supposed to happen. you weren't supposed to do this to me."

"when you love something, you protect it."

"I'll keep you safe."

• "when i say run, i need you to do as i say and don't even think about me."

"close your eyes, you don't need to see this."

"it's alright. they won't be hurting you again..."

"there's nothing in this world nor any other, that would stop me from protecting you."

"i swear to you. as long as i'm by your side, you'll never be harmed."

 "you tell me."

"whatever you'd like us to be."

"whatever we are, i like it."

"I don't think that's up to just me, is it?"

"we don't have to be anything. I'm tired of people labeling us."

 "you know what we are. you just want to hear me say it.”

"Did we mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you?"

"Look at me in the eyes. Tell me you never loved me. Tell me that I meant nothing to you. Tell me that this was all a lie."

"You didn't just betray my trust. You destroyed my heart."

"Slit my throat. Let me bleed out on this alleyway. Let my blood splatter your shoes. But when I'm gone, there will be no one left who ever loved you."

DIRTY SOFT AND NASTY SPICE.

"You're so messy."

"Your thighs are shaking so much." 

"Be good for me and I'll untie you." 

"That's good, baby, keep doing that."

 "Just relax for me, I'll make it feel good." 

"But you want me. I was inside you. I tasted you. That is a truth you will never escape."

 "Always so fucking tight for me."

"Look at what you did to me. I've had to deal with this all day."

"You are so gorgeous."

"Just like that princess." 

"Good girl."

"I'm going to fucking ruin you."

. "You're so in for it when we get home." 

 "You can take it, you've done it before." 

"Just a little more."

"Suck on my fingers."

 "You look so good with my hands around your neck."

"Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby."

"I'd hold on to something if I were you."

"It seems you forgot to wear any underwear tonight."

"I see you've started without me."

"Wanna taste?"

"Less talking. More fucking."

"You're really going to make me beg for it?"

"I'm going to show you what a real fucking is."

"Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?"

"You're so sexy when you're all hot and bothered."

"Try to keep quiet. We don't want to get caught."

"I really don't care. You still look hot and i'm trying not to kiss/ fuck you senseless right now." 

"Do you like that?"

"Spend the night with me"

 "I want to taste you."

"Open your mouth."

"If you want to come, you better beg."

TEASING ONE ANOTHER.

"You were always the quiet one."

 "Let me show you why you should stay in bed."

"Does it make you nervous when I stare?" 

 "It's hot when you talk back."

"Quiet, baby, the others will hear."

"I had this dream and- fuck- you couldn't keep your hands of me."

 "You're still so needy, even after i just fucked you."

"I'll make sure you feel good."

 "Well good morning to you too."

"Seeing you between my legs is so hot." 

"Like what you see?"

"I promise I'll be good."

 "Just shut up and fuck me."

"You taste so good."

 "If I have to stop what I'm doing then your'e not gonna be able to walk for the next

week."

"Better shut that mouth before I put it to work."

"I know, baby, I know. I'm right here, just breathe."

"Where did this attitude come from?"

"You like it that much, hm?"

"You know I'm holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don't push

your luck."

"Can you help me with this lace?" 

 "I bet you look even better with your clothes off."

 "Are you trying to turn me on right now? Because it's working."

"Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop."

"I thought maybe we can do a little more than just kissing."

"I'm going to be late because you can't keep it in your pants."

"I'll keep you warm."

 "I'm still sore from last night."

BEGGING/PLEADING.

 "I can't- please- I can't-"

"I want more, please, give me more."

"I need you so bad right now."

" What are your fantasies? I want to make every single one of them come true."

"Whatever you want me to do to you, I'll do it."

"Oh fuck, don't stop."

"I've had it with your attitude."

"No, we can't- we cant do this."

"Someone might see us- stop."

"Make me."

"I'll let you do anything if you just touch me right now."

"I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly."

"I want you inside me."

"You feel so good."

"Bite me."

"There's people here." 

 "Don't cover your mouth, I wanna hear you."

"We're really going to fuck here? What if someone sees us?"

"Is it good when I touch you here? Or maybe here?"

"Beg for it."

"Be a good girl/boy for mommy/daddy." 

"Please! Give it to me."

"So good for me, look at how much you came."

"Shh, just look at me, baby."

"I'll take care of you."

"I need it! Please."

"God, you love it like this, don't you?"

"Don't tease me."

"Dont be so rough. there can't be any marks."

 "No, i'm supposed to be making you feel good."

"Stop teasing me so much."

"Mine."

"I love it when you moan my name" 

"Just a little harder"

"I want you now"

"Use your tongue"

"Please don't stop."

"Oh my God, do that again."

"We could get caught."

ORDERS.

"Baby. On all fours."

"Say what you want me to do to you, and I will."

" Let me make you feel what you've never been before."

" You're always on my mind, and I can't wait to get you out of it and into my arms."

" Can you come over? I need your help with something."

" You're mine, every single sexy part of you."

" I crave your body. It's my drug."

 "I'll be gentle, promise."

"Just relax."

"Give me a little show."

"Don't cover your mouth. I wanna hear you."

 "Don't let a single drop go to waste."

"Beg for it."

"Strip."

"I'm waiting."

"Behave."

"I know you can be louder than that."

"You are so good."

"You can take it."

"Use your words baby."

"What's my name love?"

"You are so pretty when you're begging."

"I'm not done."

"I cant hear you, be louder."

"You're mine."

"I love it when you talk dirty."

"This is new."

"I told you to stay still."

"Maybe I need to remind you of your place."

"Did you mean the things you said?"

“Try to stay quiet, yeah?"

"Take your clothes off. Right now.""

 "Hands behind your back."

"Open your mouth for me, baby.”

"Ready for another round, babe~"

"I've waited so fucking long for this...."

KISSING PROMPTS

 staring at the other's lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in

when one stops the kiss to whisper "I'm sorry, are you sure you-" and they answer by kissing them more

a hoarse whisper "kiss me"

following the kiss with a series of kisses down the neck

starting with a kiss meant to be gentle, ending up in passion

a gentle "i love you" whispered after a soft kiss, followed immediately by a stronger

kiss

when one person's face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/ forehead

height difference kisses where one person has to bend down and the other is on their tippy toes kisses where one person is sitting in the other's lap

kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing

top of head kisses

Littering small kisses across their face

A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other's breaths

An accidental kiss given in front of others without thinking

Sneaking away to share a kiss

Kissing in a stairwell, creating an artificial height difference

Deep kisses with hands tangled in each others hair

A kiss that starts to heat up when a third party interrupts

Running a finger across their lip until they can't resist any more, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss

Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person's ear.

Staring at each other's lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

Weak, sweaty kisses because it's unbearably hot.

A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.

Cleaning the other person's lips with a lick and a kiss.

A kiss  during  a  fake  relationship .

A kiss   of  desperation .

A kiss  in  secret   forbidden relationship .

A kiss  to  prove  a  point .

A kiss  against  a  wall .

A kiss to seal a marriage.

NONSEXUAL ACTS OF INTIMACY.

Finding the other wearing their clothes.

Having their hair washed by the other

One falling asleep with their head in the other's lap.

Sharing a bed

Shoulder rubs

Reading a book together

Patching up a wound

Taking a bath together

Accidentally falling asleep together

One character adjusting the other's jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

Slow dancing

Tracing your lovers features while they sleep.

When they like to kiss the tips of your finger every morning.

Cuddles where their nose nuzzles on your nose and a slight giggle escapes their lips.

 Classic "there was only one bed".

 Having to share one blanket, fighting over it the whole night.

There's only one pillow, and neither of you can sleep without one. You both end up using each half of the pillow to rest your head on, causing your faces to be only a few inches apart.

 Wanting to borrow the same book but there's only one copy of it available at the library. After arguing over who will get it, you both decide to share it and study together.

 Being trapped somewhere.

INTIMACY/IN BED PROMPTS.

Holding hands during a stressful situation.

Smiling in-between kisses.

Touching foreheads.

Cheek kisses.

Slow dancing.

Intertwining fingers.

Comparing hand sizes.

Resting your head on your partner's lap.

Standing on your tip toes to reach your partner's lips.

Kissing your partner's wounds.

Falling asleep on your partner's shoulder.

Bridal carries.

Spooning.

Rolling over in bed, switching positions during a kiss.

Embracing your partner.

Intertwining fingers when making love.

Nudging into the crook of your partner's neck.

Waking your lover with soft kisses to their neck.

Morning kisses that become more desperate with the passing of time. 

Cuddling after a nightmare/a bad dream.

Inexperienced muse asks the experience once to teach them things.

Waking up your partner with a consented oral.

PLACES TO DO IT.

On a balcony.

On an empty hallway, nearby a party or gathering.

In the king’s chambers.

By the edge of the window. 

With an open door in the room.

In a conference room. 

Risking discovery in someone else’s room.

In a whorehouse. 

In the sea.

By the cliffs near the rocks. 

In the middle of a musical festival/celebration. 

By a tree. 

In the beach. 

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there   is   no   one   who   knows   her   better   than   him,        no   one   who   understands   the   delicately   chaotic   workings   of   a   mind   that   could   just   so   easily   break   as   it   could   blossom.    for   all   the   effort   of   saying   he   wasn't   taking   her   seriously,    cora   knows   there's   no   one   better   to   press   her        –        no   one   better   to   test   the   strength   of   a   surgically   repaired   knee.    even   if   he's   more   distraction   now   than   teacher.    more   hazy   fog   clouded   into   her   mind   when   she   needed   it   clear   to   think,    more   inhaled   scent   of   him        –     smoke   and   his   cologne,    a   little   bit   of   sweat.    it   takes   effort   to   breathe   against   his   teeth   on   her   neck,    to   not   allow   dark   eyes   to   fall   shut   as   she   leans   back   into   the   open   air   of   their   garage.        “   you're   not   fighting   fair.   ”       she   mumbles,    half   -   whine   for   the   mark   she   knows   she'll   bear   upon   tanned   skin,    before   hungry   brown   eyes   scan   over   his   body   in   search   of   her   exit   strategy. 

she's   not   a   flyer,    prefers   her   feet   on   the   ground        –        a   few   reckless   stunts   from   tops   of   cages   that'd   left   her   shoulders   less   than   perfect   that   insist   she   doesn't   continue   to   make   the   same   mistakes   over   and   over   again.    but   cora's   nothing   if   not   inventive,    if   not   willing   to   try   anything   once   if   it   suits   her;       right   now   anything   to   put   him   flat   on   his   back   suited   well   enough.    her   fingers   tangle   into   his   beard,    gentle   at   first   before   wrenching   tight   to   shove   him   back,    a   delicate   nudge   of   her   foot   to   his   chest        –        fingers   curled   around   the   ropes   as   she   maneuvers   up   to   stand   upon   the   turnbuckle,    letting   go   one   by   one   until   she's   balancing   hands   free   and   staring   down   at   him   with   the   same   sort   of   quiet   determination   one   might   see   in   a   toddler   before   they   reigned   down   chaos. 

she   doesn't   know   what   exactly   she's   going   for,    doesn't   really   know   what   to   do   with   her   hands   or       .   .   .        any   other   part   of   her        –        half   crossbody,    half   flying   nothing,    meant   to   collide   into   him   and   little   else.    a   reckless   leap   of   faith   without   a   secondary   thought   or   hesitation       –     shit   eating   grin   curled   onto   her   mouth. 

he    had    pushed    her    into    the    turnbuckle    with    his    palms    on    her    hips    first.    the    motion    of    his    hips    followed    right    after.    experimentally    first,    then    with    purpose.    moxley    knows    about    training    for    a    comeback⸺    knows    about    the    feeling    of    carrying    a    chip    on    the    shoulder    that    is    so    heavy,    one    might    lose    balance    and    stumble    off    the    path    of    determination    and    instead    end    up    with    doggedness.    fuck,    he’s    wandered    down    the    wrong    road    once    or    twice    or    a    hundred    times    before.    it    is    the    tenacity    of    waiting    and    waiting    and    waiting and waiting    for    body    to    comply    with    mind    again    and    shit    ;            fuck    him    if    he’d    let    cora    crash    and    burn    the    way    he    had.    fuck    him    if,    between    fight    and    bite,    he    didn’t    make    sure    to    remind    her    why    they    even    step    in    the    ring.    together.    

“    i’m    taking    you    so    fuckin’    seriously.    “    mumbles    between    kisses    and    breaks    the    touch    of    tongue    to    tongue    just    for    a    second⸺    just    long    enough    to    dig    fingertips    into    the    skin    of    her    thighs    and    lift    her    up    onto    the    top    turnbuckle.    she’s    taller    than    him    now,    his    lips    right    against    her    throat    to    suck    on    sensitive    flesh    and    rub    his    beard    against    the    quickly    irritated    skin.    “    c’m    on⸺    ‘m    sure    ya    know    a    wait    outta    here.    “    and    he    knows    a    way    further    in,    sinks    teeth    into    muscle    and    skin    and    groans    in    excitement    over    the    salty    taste    of    her    body.    

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asking the chat bc i am suddenly having doubts —

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Cora Jade - Twitter/X & Instagram (August 6, 2024)

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her   mother   had   always   said   she   was   made   for   dancing.        made   for   more   than   harsh   winters   with   little   sunlight.    and   in   this   moment,    sansa   looks   every   part   the   graceful   lady,    not   a   single   curl   out   of   place        –       each   step   taken   in   fluid   movement   that   looked   so   effortless.    perhaps,    too,    it   did   not   hurt   that   she   had   every   reason   to   want   to   look   like   such   an   imagine,    that   sansa,    in   her   effortless   state,    had   put   in   more   effort   than   she   can   recall   ever   having   cared   for   previously        .   .   .        for   the   sake   of   not   looking   the   fool   when   it   was   his   careful   hands   that   spun   her   'round   the   room. 

her   brows   furrow   momentarily,    felt   off   guard   by   the   idea   that   he   had   thought   she   wouldn't   be   kind   to   him        –        delicate   fingers   placed   upon   his   shoulder   as   they   step   in   time   with   one   another,       sansa's   head   shakes   ever   so   slightly,    just   enough   to   relay   her   own   momentary   thoughts.        “   .   .   .           whatever   whispers   cregan   has   been   telling   you   of   me   being   unkind,    i   hope   you   know   he   is   jesting   and   only   spreading   such   unseemly   words   because   i   said   he   shouldn't   have   a   third   helping   of   desserts   if   he   wished   to   continue   to   fit   into   last   winter's   breeches.   ” 

her   cheeks   flush   along   the   apples   at   the   admission,    her   relationship   with   her   cousin   ever   more   akin   to   that   of   a   sibling        –        ever   more   apparent   that   he   remained   the   only   family   she   had   left   with   her   own   brothers,    who   had   never   managed   a   kind   or   caring   word   of   her,    rotting   away   in   the   wolf's   den   along   with   her   father.    better   not   to   think   about   who   had   put   them   there,    even   better   to   not   consider   why   they   were   there   at   all.    sansa   wonders,    momentarily,    if   it   had   been   cregan   saying   such   words   to   jacaerys   at   all        –       and   if   he   had   been,    whether   her   name   had   often   been   a   topic   between   them.    and   if   it   had,    did   that   mean   the   prince   might   have   considered   her   as   often   as   she   had   him? 

“   you   are   most   deserving   of   kindness   from   all,    don't   you   think?   ”        she   asks,    a   gentle   smile   curled   onto   her   lips.        “   i   think   i   would   have   to   disagree   with   anyone   who   said   differently,    you   have   been   nothing   but   kind   in   return   to   me,    i           –        fear   i   will   be   most   heartbroken   when   you   leave.   ” 

Jacaerys blinked, startled by the question that pulled him from his thoughts. He hadn't meant to let the silence stretch so long between them, yet something in Sansa's quiet presence had drawn him inward. Jacaerys extended his hand, bridging the gap between them. Her hesitation was brief, her fingers slipping feather-light into his.

Her hand squeezed his lightly, a gesture meant to reassure, to tell him that her words had been in jest, that she wouldn’t have accepted if she hadn’t wanted to. He could feel the slight tension in her grip, the unspoken thoughts that swirled just beneath the surface.

 Sansa, always poised, always graceful, but never without a careful guard around her heart. He wondered if she felt the same stirrings of uncertainty that had begun to grow in him, or if this, for her, was merely another polite moment, soon to be forgotten. At her question, though, his gaze softened. “Troubling?” He almost laughed but held it back, not wanting to misstep in this delicate exchange. “No, Lady Sansa. Nothing troubling. I just... hadn’t expected your kindness.” The words felt weightier than he'd intended, but he didn’t pull them back.

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LADY JANE GREY + wardrobe (costume design by stephine collie)

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:squints: i wont do it. i wont do it. i wont do it.

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cont. from here , @br4wl

when   she'd   asked   to   spend   time   with   him   tonight,    she'd   wrongfully   assumed   that   meant   he'd   have   no   issues   making   time   for   her   while   also   hanging   out   with   his   friends.    but   mox   had   spent   the   last   hour   ignoring   her,    his   gaze   focused   on   the   television   screen,    his   drinks,    his   buddies,    meanwhile   cora   had   been   left   at   a   table   a   few   feet   away,    alone,    and   forgotten   about   until   seth   had   settled   down   next   to   her   and   started   making   conversation. 

it'd   been   nice   to   be   remembered;    to   not   be   subjected   to   forgotten   tendencies,    left   to   rot   on   the   table   and   wait   for   him   to   remember   that   he'd   agreed   to   her   being   there.    what'd   started   as   simple   conversation   with   seth   had   slowly   transitioned   into   casual   flirting,    and   though   cora   had   known   better,    wasn't   it   also   just   and   fair   for   mox   to   have   sit   through   it   a   little        –        if   he   even   noticed   it   at   all?    it   took   longer   than   she'd   thought   for   him   to   settle   down   in   the   seat   across   from   them,    even   longer   for   him   to   actually   voice   his   displeasure,       sending   seth   off   to   get   another   round   before   his   accusations   were   started   and   directed   to   her   alone. 

red   lipstick   stained   lips   purse   together   as   she   tilts   her   head   at   him,    fingers   curling   around   her   glass,    pulling   it   closer   to   her   as   dark   eyes   roll.        “   if   i   were   trying   to   fuck   seth,    i   wouldn't   have   waited   for   you   to   notice   that   he   was   flirting   with   me.   ”        her   glass   is   brought   to   her   lips,    a   sip   of   the   whisky   before   she   settles   it   back   onto   the   table   and   shakes   her   head.        “   just   keeping   myself   entertained   since   i   clearly   wasn't   good   enough   for   your   attention   tonight. ”        the   words   tumble   cold   and   cruel   from   her   lips,    a   matching   tone   for   the   one   he'd   used   for   her. 

“   if   you   didn't   want   me   here,    you   should've   said   no.   ” 

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