000. ▎𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐕𝐔 ✧.*
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Devyn Jones entered the villa and caught everyones attention but one boy in particular couldn't keep her out of his thoughts and wanted to be as close as possible to the flaming bombshell...
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Devyn couldn't help but smile in her sleep as she felt davides arms wrapped so tightly around her figure throughout the night, his nose slight grazing her neck as he tried to fold her close as possible. Davides hand resting righ below Devyns breasts which I reality she didn't bother about, she found it nice to know he adored every aspect of her body and loved to touch her all the time.
Davide breathed against Devyn neck making her slowly open her eyes to the cold feeling blowing against her upper neck, Devyn knee as soon as she opened her eyes that it was him, she could see his dark curls in her side-eye vision which took ever bit of strength in her not to weave her hand through them like she'd usually do.
She enjoyed the quite night that they shared which was rare in the villa for anyone, and at this point she though about never returning to the communal bedroom but she knew eventually the production would force them in. Davides breathe became slightly more faster making it apparent that he was awake just like her, his face that nuzzled in her neck was slowly as his fingertips tapped in her tanned skin.
Devyn slowly turned herself around so she could lay her head on davides chest, snuggling herself into the warmth of his body. Davide wrapped his arm around her body as she laided her cheek on his upper chest, his hands brushed the back of her hair and neck which made devyn smile to herself.
Devyns acrylic nails slowly drew little shapes on davides exposed upper half, her finger tracing his define lines that were bulging at every minute of every day. Devyn kept hear davide humming to himself as she continued to drawing little stick figures of his body. "What's wrong? Is it bothering you?" Devyn asked as she lifted her head up from his chest to ask him, her face cover in confusion and slight fright know what she could be doing to cause him discomfort.
"It tinkles." Davide said in a husky morning tone, Devyn smiled at him. Devyn lent down to kiss his cheek multiple times whilst davides hands slowly graze over Devyn waist and the waistband of his own boxers she was wearing as short, he could fee the laced thong she was wearing peaking out of 'shorts'.
