ᴅᴏʟᴀɴ ᴛᴡɪɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ

flexible ♡ e

this is based off something that happened to me the other day. lol

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you were stretching out in your living room. you and your boyfriend ethan were challenging each other to see who could do the lowest split, highest kick, and best toe touch.

you were wearing black legging with a nike sports bra and ethan was wearing your nike booty shorts with a cut off and sweat band.

"we're so extra." ethan said while stretching.

"no ethan, im not extra. i was wearing this around the house. you, my love are extra." you laughed.

ethan rolled his eyes and started swinging his arms. "i'm gonna beat you. i'm pretty flexible."

"bet." you glared at him.

ethan got up and smacked his butt, making you burst into a fit of giggles.

"we're gonna kick first." ethan said moving to the middle of the yard where he was out of the way.

you watched as ethan kicked his foot in the air. it barely left the ground before he claimed he got a charley horse.

"ow! ow! ow! babe, help me up!" ethan whined.

you laughed. "you're the biggest drama queen ever."

"let me try again. i've got this." ethan said sticking his tongue out of the side of his mouth.

"go for it, pretty boy."

ethan kicked again, this time is got much higher. "beat that babe." ethan cockily said.

"good luck." he winked trading placed with you.

"don't need it, because i'm gonna..." you started and kicked mid sentence. your foot going much higher than ethans. "kick your ass."

"holy shit." ethan gasped as he saw you kick in the air. "you may have won, the high kick but my toe touch is pretty good." he smirked.

you watched ethan as he stood like a cheerleader. "do you feel intimidated?" he asked.

"not even a single bit." you laughed at his ridiculousness.

he did a toe touch which wasn't bad at all. you truly didn't know if you could top it. you bit your lip trading ethan spots again.

"hm. i'd like to see you beat that." ethan smacked your ass as you walked out to the middle of the yard.

you tried to do the toe touch but already knew ethans was better. once you were done, ethan started laughing. "what the hell! y/n, i thought for sure you had my ass in that but a be i totally kicked your ass." he laughed.

you glared at him. "yeah go out and do a split without ripping your scrotum in half. then we'll see who wins."

ethan clapped and started going into his split. he couldn't even make it halfway down without falling and crying.

"you suck! i'm gonna win."

"watch this drama queen!" you went into a full split. ethan walked over to you, panting. "what the hell."

you put your hands on your hips and smirked. "i win." you kissed ethans lips.

ethan smirked. "do a split on my face."

you choked on your spit, making you cough hysterically. ethans smirked plastered on his face.

you sat up once you were done coughing.

ethan crawled over to you, pushing you back down.

"i'm gonna be the real winner today."

ethan grabbed the waistband of your leggings and yanked them down. you started to feel hot as ethan started kissing your neck and trailing his fingers down your abdomen.

his fingertips hooked into the side of your lacy thong, pulling it down. ethan licks his lips, looking at you.

he smirks as he see's that you're the one that's now panting.

without notice he shoves his head between your thighs making you hook your legs around his neck and scream his name along with, "daddy"

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yIKES WHAT WAS THAT

so basically my best friend, who CANT TAKE A HINT THAT I LOVE HIM, said "do a split on my face" the other day.

so i'm a majorette at my school and i had to do a split in one of my routines and my friends wanted to see it so i did it and my best friend comes down and says "do a split on my face"

lIKE SO CASUALLY. we joke and kid about things like this all the time but sTILL