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𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱, 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥...
𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨
❝ you arrive here grabbing the attention of all the bo...
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THEIR LIPS ATTACH AGAIN, MOVING SLOWLY and their wet bodies mould together. Kiara lifts Anissa up, pushing her against the wall of the cabin and Anissa wraps her legs around her waist running her fingers through Kiara's hair
Kiara lips leave hers and they make their way down to her neck "Holy shit" when Kiara begins to bite on it Anissa moans out tugging on her bikini top string
"Shhh"
Anissa attempts to be a bit more quiet "W-well that's a bit hard when you're- oh myyyy" Kiara smiles into her neck but doesn't stop.
They hear voices outside "We need to stop"
"I'm a bottom"
"Uh wheres the projector?" Kiara asks rummaging around
"I'm a freaking bottom"
"Yeah I'm aware now where's this damn projector"
"I thought I radiated top energy"
Kiara puts her hands on Anissa's shoulders "You do baby but it's all a front"
"Your bikini top is kinda falling off, I mean I'm not complaining but..."
Kiara lets go of Anissa trying to readjust her swim suit but they hear the first door open "Shit shit shit"
"Turn around and hold on to your bra-thingy" Anissa says and when Kiara does she unties the top half of her bikini and reties it. "There we go"
Kiara turns around with a smile "Thank you"
JJ and Pope barge in "You guys got the projector"
"Yeah and we're watching Thor I don't wanna hear any complaints" Anissa demands
"Which one" Pope asks
"Ragnarok"
JJ claps and whistles "You heard the woman lets go"
"This movie is terrible" Kiara groans quietly. They were all laying on hammocks as the movie played from the projector onto the side of the cabin "I hate it"
"I'm not surprised your taste in movies are horrendous" John B mumbles and Kiara scoffs
"Your taste in people to date seems decent" JJ whispers and Kiara hits the back of his head, glaring and telling him to shut up.
"He's not wrong" Anissa whispers into Kiara's neck. They were currently in the hammock. Anissa's leg was draped over Kiara's body with her head in her neck and her arms hugging her mid-body. Kiara's fingers played with Anissa's braids and from time to time she'd stroke her cheek, kissing it.
