♱ 19 • truth or fight

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Storm

"Truth or dare," Lucifer looks around the room, "Seth," he smirks.

I've learned so many of Seth embarrassing moments. His face is the color of a tomato right now.

Lucifer's camp is extremely cool and Aura says it's the bait for drama. I didn't believe her into Ally somehow found a way into here.

She made sure to sit next to Seth, but the face she made when he put his arm around me is priceless

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She made sure to sit next to Seth, but the face she made when he put his arm around me is priceless.

"Truth," Seth answers.

"Come on man you always pick Truth," Aura complains and I laugh.

"You know imma pick truth everytime, your husband will make me do some crazy ass shit like show my ass," I lean into him letting out another laugh. He does have a really nice ass for a guy.

Lucifer gives it a thought before looking at, me, Ally and Seth- like he just came up with the best idea.

"Hurry up," Seth says sounding a little anxious, looking over at him, he's looking at me. When he looks at my lips and licks his I cross my legs, he's been doing small things he knows turn me on. He smirks once he seen I crossed my legs and looks back to the couch Lucifer and Aura are sitting.

"Okay. Okay... who's better at sex Storm," Lucifer points at me. Oh god. "Or Ally," he points at all.

For someone that's a pastor he sure does know how to be messy.

"Storm," he answers without hesitation.

"Once you go black..." I look over at Aura itching for me to finish it.

"You'll never go back," I finish her statement with a laugh.

"True," Lucifer adds on putting his arm around Aura

Seth kisses the side of my head and his forearm lays on my chest and I gently rub it. Looking over at Ally her face looks like she's going to explode.

"I want to go," she raises her hand turning to look towards me, "Storm, Truth or Dare?"

Rolling my eyes I don't even bother to answer. I already know how it's going to go, she's going to make me embarrass myself with a dare or she's going to throw my domestic violence experience in my face with a truth.

"Storm," she calls out again and everyone in the room is looking at me at this point, "Storm," she says my name once again with a laugh, "oh so you're a pussy."

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