Impermissible Devotion[18+]

Impermissible Devotion[18+]

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"Don't turn it off," I whispered leaning against the table. He smiled. "Not so innocent after all Carpenter? Come here" he said, I looked up at him pointing to the spot in front of him. My legs trembled as the vibrator still went, but I walked over to him. We stood face to face before I kissed him. He didn't force me, I just did it. We made out. "I can't punish you if you find pleasure in it," he smiled, my hands ran through his hair while we still kissed "I want you to fuck me Milo," I said, I don't even know where it came from I just said it. "Oh?" his smile became an evil smirk. Truth is my body ached for him, but then he stopped the vibrator. "I won't fuck you Sabrina," he said, he pulled on the band of my skirt so he had access to my panties he took the remote and put it in them. WARNING 18+ Smut Nudity SA profanity
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"If I were able to steal the key to your heart, I would only use it when it needs some love... but it's hard since we're apart-it's got me wondering." - If You Were Mine, Minova ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ In the flickering warmth of an old coffee shop-where the record player skips just enough to feel vintage and the air always smells like cinnamon and nostalgia-Arabella exists quietly. She's just a girl with chipped polish, thrifted sweaters, and a heart that loves a little too much in silence. Her days pass in a blur of steamed milk, soft indie music, and the same familiar faces. Until Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Velvet voice, honeyed eyes, famous smile-the kind of girl who belongs on billboards, not in a place like The Violet Hour. But she returns. Again and again. And Arabella starts to wonder if maybe the universe isn't as cruel as it seems. They speak in glances at first, in scribbled lyrics on receipts, in fingers that brush too long when coffee is handed over. Time slows. The air shifts. It's soft, but it's burning. And somewhere between espresso shots and midnight rain, Arabella falls-not just for Sabrina, but for the idea that maybe she could be someone's muse too. ༄ a story of slow touches, aching tension, & everything unsaid. ༄ a little broken, a little brave. ✦ content warnings: 18+ - smut, heavy yearning, soft cussing, public teasing, artistic angst, and just enough heartbreak to make the sweetness sting. ✧ aesthetic moodboard: ❝ foggy glass / lipstick on collars / tangled headphones / journal pages with hearts / whispered secrets / candlelight & cigarettes ❞ ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ "If I could go outside and take you out, we could talk all night-you're all I think about." - If You Were Mine, Minova ✧ a tender storm dressed in flannel and stardust.

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