it's just hard cause whenever I'm writing a scene it really is the first thought I have, and there for that they have. "our mouths should touch" "I wanna taste her" "I wanna eat her" ya know, ect.... mouth on mouth action it's vital
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do the best version where they have kissed and then they stop cuz the mouths and lips and spit and teeth make it too real and too tempting to keep taking and they have to pause it
came here with friends. even though she's already drunk off a beer and a half. even though she's never even kissed anyone before.
the girl she can't stop staring at is staring back, and wants to be alone with her. it doesn't matter that carol called her names in the locker rooms last year,
that she's straight and this simply cannot be leading to what it looks like it's leading to. it doesn't matter. this is her moment.
but then. it is what it looks like. it must be. because carol locks the door and pulls her sweater off, revealing the bubblegum pink pushup underneath. there's a
little bow on the front. robin is torn on where to look.
carol pushes robin's jacket off her shoulders. pulls her tshirt up and over her head for her, doesn't seem bothered by the fact that robin is too shocked to remember how to move her own limbs.
she stares up at robin with big eyes. her face has never looked so soft before. her lips are slightly open. they're pink, and glossy. all of her shines.
"that's what I heard, anyways," carol continues when robin doesn't answer, too distracted by how her mouth moves around the words. "because
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robin has always looked at her, it's impossible not to. she used to have dreams about her.
so when carol perkins pulls her up the stairs to a secluded bedroom at a mediocre house party, robin doesn't even hesitate.
even thought she
the girl she can't stop staring at is staring back, and wants to be alone with her. it doesn't matter that carol called her names in the locker rooms last year,
but then. it is what it looks like. it must be. because carol locks the door and pulls her sweater off, revealing the bubblegum pink pushup underneath. there's a
carol pushes robin's jacket off her shoulders. pulls her tshirt up and over her head for her, doesn't seem bothered by the fact that robin is too shocked to remember how to move her own limbs.
carol whispers, "girls do it better, right?"
"that's what I heard, anyways," carol continues when robin doesn't answer, too distracted by how her mouth moves around the words. "because