Amari turns around when she hears Alex enter the bedroom, the woman stopping in her tracks, eyes slowly roaming over her girlfriend, a small smile coming onto her face.
"What?" Amari asks, going to look in the mirror, but being stopped by Alex who wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her closer, "Mar, darling, you might just be heaven on earth."
"I take it that means you think I look nice," Amari laughs.
"Nice?" Alex repeats, "could I not have been clearer? You look fucking divine."
Alex leans down, capturing Amari's lips, her hands softly massaging Amari's waist, "I love you."
"I love you too, now let me re-apply my lipstick, you smudged it," Amari says.
"Is kissing me an inconvenience?" Alex teases.
Amari shrugs, "slightly, but it is quite possibly the greatest inconvenience I'll ever experience."
"Are you sure? Because I know I can think of something that may be more of an inconvenience," Alex says, standing behind Amari, her hand resting on the woman's upper thigh, whispering in her ear, "I promise it won't smudge your lipstick."
Amari leans back against Alex, as her lips trail down her neck, her hand working it's way beneath the thigh slit on her dress.
"This feels like a form of exhibitionism," Amari says, making eye-contact with Alex in the mirror.
"Don't like watching your pretty little reactions to me?" Alex teases, kissing along Amari's shoulder, her thumb rubbing the woman's clit.
"Not when I'd rather be watching you," Amari says, "so why don't you get on your knees and put that mouth to good work."
"Is that a suggestion or an order?" Alex mumbles, nipping at her skin.
"An order," Amari says, turning around, nudging Alex's jacket off her shoulders, indicating she wanted to the woman to take it off.
Alex does, she throws her jacket into the bed, her hands now resting on Amari's hips, as she lowers herself to the floor, looking up at her girlfriend, "enjoying the view?"
"I'm loving the view," Amari says, feeling Alex's hands trail down the side of her legs, before hitching up her dress.
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"You're late," Polly states.
"Oh, calm down, the ceremony hasn't started yet," Alex responds, taking a seat next to her aunt, "besides Arthur's never on time, don't see why today would be any different."
"Your brother isn't going to be late to his own wedding," Polly replies.
"I wouldn't put my money on that," Alex says.
"What are we putting money on?" Lewis asks, leaning forwards from the pew he was sat on behind them.
"Whether Arthur will be late to his wedding," Alex replies.
"No betting on your brother," Polly states.
"Fine," Lewis sighs, reaching into his pocket, "do you think he'll appreciate the gift I got him?"
"What did you steal Lewis?" Alex responds.
"It wounds me that you think I'm incapable of buying something," Lewis gasps.
"Did you buy it?" Polly asks.
"Well, no, but it wouldn't hurt to occasionally think better of me," Lewis says, showing the women some cuff links.
"You're returning them," Alex states.
"But they're Arthur's gift," Lewis pouts.
"Start paying for shit, blondie, it's not like you don't have the money," Alex responds.
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Sinbound
FanfictionIs she bound to sin or is sinning bound to her family name? Alexandria Shelby, the seemingly emotionless Shelby sister. Never an expression conveyed on her features. Never a word spoken that held passion. Everything she did was monotonous. Amari Rob...
