𝙈𝙖𝙫𝙪𝙞𝙠𝙖 - 𝙌𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙚 🍋

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welcome to scissor city 😫
writing this made me SOAKED /hj
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Loud music filled the room, the crowd of people swaying to each beat, drinks pouring up my head. I sat at the bar, waiting for my next drink.

"Hey, pretty girl." A girl with fierce hair spoke. Her outfit was quite revealing, making blood rush to my ears and the back of my neck.

"Hey." I said with a grin. She only smiled back, "You here with anyone?" Her tone was clear, expectant and sensual. "No, just me. It's only so often you get drunken up after a breakup."

Her face softened a little but she had a hint of something negative in her look, but her charm never left. "Aw, I'm sorry. Any way I could, well, cheer you up? You're too pretty to be sad over some low-life."

I stared at her for a moment. "Thank you, what's your name?" "Mavuika. You can tell me yours, but that won't stop me from calling you something sweet." She said with a wink.

I laughed a little at her statement. "Y/N, you're very kind, Mavuika." She grinned in reply, so I kept talking to fill the silence. "About your offer.." Her grin widened. "I'll take you up on it."

A few steps into the bathroom and things quickly took place. My back against the door as she sized up my barely-clothed body. Her lips were rough against mine, they tasted of cinnamon and a tang of alcohol.

She kissed down my neck, collarbone and hiked my dress up to my waist. She swiftly pulled my already wet panties to the side with ease, teasing my inner folds. I moaned lightly at her touch, then suddenly, one finger first, then two, in and out at a rough pace—

6:34AM

My alarm beeped violently at me as I was rudely awoken to the morning chill. I rubbed my hands over my flushed face at the memory from last week. Things happened just like that and I never saw her again.

Stupid, I know, but both of us were probably too drunk to remember that this is not a small world where we could just find each other again in an instant.

Regardless, I wouldn't have the courage to speak to her again after what happened. The way she caressed my body so gently while being so rough with her fingers—

Good lord.

I got up and washed my face with cold water to try and ease my mind from the memory. The past week had been a blur. An annoying, obnoxious blur. My ex had been bothering me constantly for a second chance.

Hell, he's the one who cheated, why is he begging now? He had been making constant new emails, accounts and numbers on every social he could imagine.

It was a Saturday, so I figured I'd take another day for myself to forget about the horrid experiences. Except for my encounter with Mavuika, God, that woman was stuck in my head. I had tried dating girls before, but nothing struck the way she had.

It was never the sex, it was just the way I emotionally clicked with the person. But I hadn't known her long, so who am I to know? Probably just my drunk thoughts speaking to me.

My day played out as usual, the gym, running errands and making my own meals, but my night was going to be full of excitement.

I needed an escape, well, a second one. Last week I expected to be there for myself and to have fun, but the certain blazed-hair woman drew me in all too quickly.

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