The trust fund baby's baby

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Isabelle thought, as she laid naked beside Robin, that if she were Eve and Robin the forbidden fruit, eating her would still be worthwhile despite the knowledge that she will be cursing her descendants with original sin.

What of it, anyway?

If heaven and hell were real, she was already going to hell regardless, might as well sin as much as she can.

Isabelle shook her head at her thoughts, turning to her side to lay her head on Robin's chest. "I can't believe premarital sex is a sin."

"If we don't sin, Jesus died for nothing." Robin snickered, combing her fingers through Isabelle's slightly ruffled hair. "Also, in our case, It's fine. We're gonna get married anyway."

The taller brunette raised her eyebrow at this despite knowing that the other girl couldn't see her face. "Oh, are we?"

"Yes. I want our wedding to be as pretty as in Crazy Rich Asians."

"That'll be very expensive."

"Good thing I'm marrying you, then."

"What if I don't get a high-paying job?"

Robin snorted, tugging the brunette hair lightly. "That's impossible. You're an overachiever."

"Still, what if I don't?"

"You're a trust fund baby. Does that make me the trust fund baby's baby?"

Isabelle lifted herself off of Robin for a second to flick the latter's forehead. "But that's for our house and kids."

"You have a gold digger girlfriend. If you don't have gold that I can dig anymore, I'll just go and marry Jeff Bezos."

"Shouldn't you say 'I want shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings'?"

"No. Jeff bezos' head is shinier than anything you could give me."

"Wow. I better not fail then."

Isabelle felt Robin's chest vibrate when she laughed. "Don't worry, baby. If all else fails. I'll look for a frail old man as a sugar daddy, dig all his gold, then push him down the stairs. Then, all his money is ours."

"Sounds like a plan."

Robin tilted Isabelle's face upward so she could place a chaste kiss on her still somewhat swollen lips. "You're right, though," She whispered, having a difficult time containing her smile. "I'd totally marry you with paper rings."

Saturday mornings has clearly become Isabelle's favorite. With the warm sunrays coming through the gaps between her curtains hitting her skin, and the comfort of being inside Robin's arms, she wished she could just stay there forever.

Her father went to a meeting Friday afternoon and was set to return on Monday. Thus, after overthinking things through, she was able to gain enough courage to sneak Robin in that night. They weren't really planning on doing anything except stay up all night to watch as much Modern Family episodes they could, but the moment she laid eyes on Robin, a sudden indescribable hunger emerged inside her.

Her inexperience made her falter several times, but each of those times, Robin was there to reassure her and keep her grounded; never mocking, never pressuring.

Isabelle thought back to all the series she watched and horror stories from adults saying that your first time would hurt and would make you feel uncomfortable and that you should just get it over with. But as she experienced her first high, she realized that first times are never terrible and disappointing with the right person.

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