I'd love to see one where one of the girls get jealous of one of the guys talking to another girl. And then the next image the guy is begging them to forgive them etc etc ๐คญ๐คญ๐คญ
๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก โ๐๐ค ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฟ ๐ท๐๐'๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐.. ๐ ๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐. ๐ผ โ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆโ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ผ ๐๐๐ธ๐ด๐
๐ฉ๐ญ
๐ต๐ฟ๐๐
๐ต 18+
C๐: ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐, ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ, ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ, ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ
"...๐๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ,"
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๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐'๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐. ๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐จ๐๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ซ.. ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ. ๐๐จ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฌ.
๐๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ก ๐๐๐ญ๐. ๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฆ. ๐๐ง๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ง ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ.. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ซ๐, ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐จ. ๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐'๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ง ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ.
๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐, ๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ, ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ฌ. ๐๐๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐๐ง ๐ง๐๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ณ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ.
๐๐จ๐, ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ.. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐.. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ. ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฒ.. ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฌ.
๐๐ก๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐๐๐๐ง๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐, ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐-๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ซ. ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ-๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ค๐๐ฌ.
"๐๐๐ฒ, ๐ฌ๐จ, ๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ง' ๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ... ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ.." ๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐, ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ซ, ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ง๐๐ญ๐๐ก ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐๐จ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ซ.
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ข๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ, ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐, ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ. ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ, ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ฅ. ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ง ๐๐๐ฒ.
๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ฑ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐๐ฌ. ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.
"๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ.. ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐.." ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐๐'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ญ.
"๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฏ๐... ๐๐ง ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฅ ๐ฅ.. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐๐จ๐ง๐๐ข๐๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐.."
๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐๐ญ๐, ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ค๐ฌ.
"๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐๐ฌ.. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐... ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฒ.. ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ,"
๐๐ง๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ, ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ. ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ข๐, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง. ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐. ๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐๐, ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ซ๐ค ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ค๐ฌ.
๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฌ, t๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐๐ก, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐ง ๐ข๐๐๐. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐-๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ญ.
๐๐จ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ง๐๐๐ค. ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐. ๐๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง.
"๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐, ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ข.." ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐.
"๐'๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฒ.." ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐.
"๐๐๐๐'๐ญ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐๐๐๐ฒ.." ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ.
๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ, ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐๐, ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ง๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฅ๐๐ฌ, ๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฌ๐'๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐๐ฑ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ซ๐ญ. ๐๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐๐ฌ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐ฌ๐ข๐๐. ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐๐๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ .
๐๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐, ๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ฌ๐'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฑ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฅ๐๐ก-๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ก๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ฌ.
"๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐.. ๐ก๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง' ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐๐ค ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ.." ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ก๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ-๐๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐ข๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐, ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ. ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐, ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ.
"๐๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ.."
๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ "๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก" ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐. ๐๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ฌ๐๐, ๐ง๐๐๐๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ณ๐, ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ.. ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ, ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ.
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"Slowly This Time.."
Isabela Wheeler x Billy Hargrove
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After a few weeks of dating, Isabela and Billy go on their first date. Billy gets the idea to go dancing at the skating rink when he finds out Isabela wasn't lying about being a competitive ballroom dancer. As they're having fun, things get hot and heavy and even more so when they head back to his place..โก
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Warnings:
18+, MINORS DNI, HEAVY sexual tension, Mentions of sex, first time haze, description of rough sex, cursing, Billy being a dick, water works(squirting), light aftercare mention, Billy being a whole BRAT, mutual pining, p n v/no protection (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT HOES) ILLUSTRATED DEPICTION of SUGGESTIVE CONTENT!!!
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It was already 7:30, Isabela showing up to Hawkin's high parking lot by foot. Since there was a sidewalk that led to the front of the school, the Guatemalan girl would take the initiative to walk sometimes. It helped to clear her head in the mornings and even gave her fresh eyes. Her hips swayed quickly as she walked through the open road surrounded by some of the student body. Her eyes never left the front of her, never wasting time to glance over at people or overhear their conversations.
Today was a day of academic focus, and that trend would continue as Isa made her way to her locker. Then, and only then, did that plan throw itself out the window, Billy Hargrove showing up right next to her, only to slide big calloused hands firmly around her clothed waist. With the feel of his hands, his new girlfriend became startled, still not used to the feeling of being touched so intimately.
"Oh my gosh! Would it kill you to announce yourself every once in a while??" The studious girl whined, only to be met with that infamous cheeky grin her mischievous boyfriend possessed. Other people might not have thought much of it, but to Isa, the gesture of him even thinking to do that was something that always made her puddy in his hands.
"Where's the fun that? I like bringing excitement to your boring little life," Okay, rude. It was all playful, though, Billy smirking even more and pressing a kiss to the side of her face temple and neck while his sweet girlfriend rolled her eyes. Boring? Her life was anything but! The things she had to endure when they first met. Nova's constant She felt "tame" was a better word to use for it, especially now.
Other than that, it was like dating the historically correct Zeus. She was finding him caressing her, pressing sweet kisses everywhere he could, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Doing whatever he can without forcing those strong hands of his down her bottoms. It was like it pained him, but could he really be blamed?
They way he gravitated towards her when she curled her long hair, the way her hips moved in a hypnotic, fluid motion while being clothed in the cutest skirts.. what were the called.. tiered? Gathered? Godet? Pleated? Whatever, her ass looked perfect in everything she put on. The way her arms hugged her notebooks, textbooks, bag, whatever she had with her worh such care. Her cherishable grin and her big, sweet brown eyes. It was enough to make the troublesome guy make her trembling puddy in his hands.
"Well, I'll let you spice up my more Friday night! We could.. go out." Isa bashfully suggested, looking away from Billy's intense blue hues. The way he looked suggestively at her.. It was like he knew what she wanted to say but enjoyed the thrill of watching her struggle to finish her all-too-simple sentence. Once Billy had enough of her adorable stuttering, his hands squeezed even more at her waist, his breath hitching once her boyfriend heard the soft whimper that escaped her kissable lips.
"If you wanna go out on a date, you could just ask, babe," He'd tease, Isa immediately groaning after. She felt like she shouldn't have to ask. She was his girlfriend, after all. He could see the look of annoyance all over her slightly freckled face. It even caused him to let out a chuckle. Isabela continued her groaning, rolling her eyes as she turned back around only to shut her locker door.
Slipping through Billy's enticing grasp, she began to head to her next class. Quickly, her boyfriend stopped her in her tracks.
"Come on, sweet girl, 'M just kidding," He'd start, Isa slightly relieved when he did stop her and eased up on the taunting. While it was charming most of the time, it did get on her nerves as well, not wanting to be satirized every time she got bashful.
"Where do you wanna go?" Hargrove would ask, Isa only taking half of a second to really thinking about it.
"We could go dancing! The nee skating they just built does dancing nights!" The way she lit up as she talked about how she wanted to spend the Friday night with him made Billy's heart swell. Even when he taunted her all to hell, she still wanted to spend time with him every chance she got. It made him want to do more for her.. like take her out dancing at the new skating joint.
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Before they both knew it, Friday came along. It was 4 p.m., Isa taking out all of the curlers she had in her hair. Billy loved when she had her hair curled. In his words, he had said it made her look elegant.. "Like a flower," Quickly, she brushed through her dark chocolate locks, grabbing her dry shampoo and dispersing it all over to make it shimmer.
She had already picked out her wardrobe for the evening. It was a short, red long sleeved slip dress and her favorite dancing heels. Most of the blisters on her feet from last month's ballroom dance camp had mostly healed, so she'd decided to give them a try again. She didn't even notice until she took off her shoes. She was so used to the feeling of pain sometimes, just bottling it up until she had to face it.
She was just finishing up, fastening the buckle of her ankle strap and putting on the flower hoop earrings he had got her when she dragged him with her to the store. He wasn't one for buying things, but the way his sweet girl looked at them when she passed by.. well why the hell not?
Isabela could hear the revv of a certain bad boy's blue Camaro from her bedroom. She peered through her window, quickly grabbing her, checking on her pastel makeup, and grabbing her purse before rushing downstairs. It might've been too obvious how excited she was. She couldn't wait to share this, something she enjoyed more than most things, something that gave her a purpose and a way to disconnect. No alcohol, no drugs, no nicotine.. just pure adrenaline. The Latina had hope Billy would experience that too, at least for a little while.
The studious dancer was out the front door by the time the blonde lover boy was out of the driver's seat. She got an eye full of what she hoped she could pull off of him tonight. He sported that satin red button-up with a white tee under it and the necklace his mother gave him. He also sported a new part of denim jeans that he had bought a week ago. The closer she had got, the closer she could smell the scent of rosewood and eucalyptus wafting to her.
Suddenly, Isa felt the brush of his hand against her rayon clad hips. Her cheeks really started to heat up when she felt the brush of Billy's soft lips against her own. Already, she was hot.. already, he was testing her. The Latina exhaled into the sweet kiss, her hands gently holding onto the fabric of his short sleeves. He broke away shortly, his hands hovering over the height of her ass. He could feel her quivering by time he pulled her closer.
Billy couldn't wrap his head around why Isabela was so shy around him. He's seen her naked and dripping wet for him for God's sake.. or maybe that wasn't it. Maybe she was trying to keep up appearances with him..? But why would she do that? She had no reason to..
Over the past 2 months, Billy had shared his shame with her on more than one occasion. Yet, her love and affection for him was unconditional.. It frustrated him that Isabela still had some of her walls up. So tonight, he was going to relieve some of that tension in her shoulders... emotionally and physically, and make her feel as good as she looked... and God, did she look good.
"A sight for sore eyes is what you are, darlin." Billy flashed that sweet grin that made Isabela's own smile quiver. With a kiss on his temple, Isa strolled over to the passenger seat, her boyfriend following soon after. He leaned over and surprised her by opening the door for her. It made that grin of her quiver again...
"Thanks, Cariรฑo.." Isa added, maintaining her giddy smile as she carefully climbed into the passenger seat. She quickly fastened her seatbelt and adjusted her frame to the curve of the seat, as well as the hand Billy had placed on the plush of her smooth thigh. The reserved girl could tell that tonight was going to be an important one for their blossoming relationship.
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It wasn't long before Billy arrived at the new rink. Before that, the new couple had been jamming to whatever he had on the tape that had been left in his car the longest. It wasn't quiet either, Isa talked his ear off while he enjoyed listening to her stories about Nance and her recent change. She seemed stronger, more independent, and it inspired Isabela to be more as well. lf it was called "Neon Lights," a name that seemed rather redundant the more she thought about it. Every rink she'd ever been to had neon lights surrounding the dance floor. It made her wonder... why that name? Billy seemed to be thinking the same thing, as he briefly commented on the name.
"What the hell is that name? Couldn't they have come up with something better?" He scoffed, running a hand through his greasy hair as he scanned the parking lot for the nearest spot. Since it had just opened, everyone was at the rink, which meant it would be packed. Needless to say, Billy had found a spot soon enough, and by finding a spot, he meant finessing a parking space close to the second handicapped space. It had Isa giggling a bit. His nonchalance about where he parked and if it got him in trouble or not, even then Billy didn't care. He just wanted to get his girl inside as quickly as he could to start their fun.
While his girl practically skipped inside and onto the dance floor, Billy quickly grabbed a beer that the other partygoers were handing out like party favors. His eyes followed Isabela's pretty little body, soon settling on her sweet face as she carelessly danced into the crowd. It's refreshing to see her so in her element.
Once again, there was that sensational feeling that shot up Isabela's spine when she felt Billy's rest at her waist. With his firm grip, Billy pulled her closer, the fresh scent of beer on his lips as he brought kisses to her neck, jawline, and cheek. In that time, their sway was in unison, the beat of the music muffled as she focused on his timed breaths. Isa's right hand stroked his face, gentle and thoughtful.
In time, Billy grew restless, his hands indigently placing a firm grip lower and lower until he was teasing her clothed thigh and hips. Isa returned the favor with a wiggle of her hips so that her sweet, clothed bottom would brush up against the tip of his groin. For once, she was teasing him back, and it was not going to stop there. The fiery couple went at it until they were grinding against each other in the process.
When she heard a growl escape from Billy's lips, Isa's ears practically burned. The expression on his face was dreamy, and yet it was dripping with hunger along with the sweat on his brow. It didn't help that she couldn't get a word out either. His soft and needy kisses are pressed to her lips in such a soft manner that it makes her at a loss for those words. It was like that for a while, Isa was too busy with her handsy horndog of a boyfriend to check the time.
Isa snatched a swift look within the time window, noticing that it was 9:30. She had to be home by 10. She turned, his grasp on her getting a little tight. She could tell he was getting more and more restless, her cheeks tinting with the rough lock of their lips. A whimper escaped her lips as she pulled away.
Billy whined, of course. Looking back at his baby with much desire, Isa would've thought he was malnourished. Billy thought he was. He yearned for a taste of the young woman standing right in front of him. He craved her moans and gasps and squeals whenever he dug himself -his tongue, his hands, his cock- deep enough to send her into that needy mindset Billy knew he could always get his Isa in.
"C'mon sweetness. There's no shame in letting go right here," He'd huskily tell her, obviously lying his through his teeth just to get what he wanted. In all honesty, he didn't care whether anyone or no one was around them. He wanted to make her scream and buckle beneath him. He wanted so bad to hear her beg and tell him that she couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to see her come undone over and over until they were both sweaty and soaked.
"If you take me home now, I promise I'll give you that and more, okay?" Isa bargained, hoping he'd agree and give in. He did, not responding verbally but physically. He gave her a peck on her sweet cheeks and a surprising pat on her plush backside before standing on his own again.
Billy was quick to rush them both to the car, practically chasing Isabela through the parking lot like a masked killer. Once they got to his blue Camaro, the impatient minx would trap poor Isa against the passenger side door. Billy smirked down at her eager yet reticent expression, thinking he'd try his luck once again. Pressing a final chaste peck to those delectable lips, he withdrew just far enough to peer down at his captivating sirens through smoldering lashes that were very clearly heavy with want.
"Please..." he rumbled low enough for it to shiver her spine, sliding his broad palms down over the flaring curve of her hips to clamp around the swell of her ass in a tender yet possessive grasp. Isa whined almost immediately, attempting to set boil that her wolf was on to a low simmer.
"Amor, you promisedโ" He was to interrupt her, twisting a tangled lock of dark silk around his calloused finger, Billy drew her flush against his already straining fly, arousal surging shamelessly at the feel of her lithe frame molding into his.
"I did't promise a damn thing.." He immediately hissed, capturing her sweet mouth in a shamelessly filthy kiss to halt her protests, his tongue delved to coax a taste of that intoxicating nectar he crave just to feel her whimpers and swallow her moans. He even went as far as to lift up on of her deliciously lean thighs, lowering that same hand to cup the hot swell of her cunt through lace-thin panties.
"C'mon baby, a few minutes won't kill. I'll make it feel real good for you."
His straining cock twitched eagerly at her mercy beneath dress slacks as cerulean orbs smoldered with his desires barely held in check. Billy yearned for one thing.. and that was to see this spanish beauty completely fall apart under his wickedly skillful dexterities.
"That I promise.."
Even if he was trying super hard, with baited breath, Isabela declined, one of her small hands creeping around his neck only to pull them all the closer. The tease of a girl leaned in for another heated embrace only to stop and whisper her plea against his pretty kiss-bitten lips.
"Open the door, Will.."
Shit, she was serious. Billy backed off for real this time, for now, growling and grumbling in low frustration as he begrudgingly watched the vixen that was his girlfriend cutely maneuver herself over so he could open the door. He slowly opened it, his currently dark, almost sinister gaze doing its best to make her fold under it as she held it. She didn't hold it for long, her bright doe orbs flickering off to the side until she saw the door wide open.
"Thank you, lindo!" Isa responded brightly, getting a snort out of him as his eyes traveled with her until she was seated and buckled in. Then, and only then did he shut the door, slightly jogging his way to the driver's side and hopping in as quickly as possible.
The drive itself was calm, the tunes on low while a large calloused hand snaked its way in between a caramel smooth thigh. He'd take the initiative to give a deep squeeze, the poor girl wincing silently from it. He just barely caught her reaction, his lips slowly curling into an arrogant smirk. Isa, however, caught his stupid smirk, a soft pout coming to her own lips while she leaned toward the window comfortably. The silence between then was practiced, but pleasant, things only taking a turn when Billy continued his route when the Wheeler house was right there. Isa quickly caught sight of this change, looking to Billy for an answer.
"Thought you might like some alone time.. just you and me," He explained to her in a swift thought. Her bad boy continued the smooth drive, heading to his home instead. He figured,'Why not?' considering Max was sleeping over at Jane's and his "parents" were away on a trip. They had the place all to themselves.
It didn't take him long to arrive, especially with his intense motivation, Billy swifting neatly into his driveway. A millisecond went by before Billy hopped out, once again casually speeding around to the other side, only to surprise Isa by picking her up and putting her over his shoulder. A mix of a loud gasp and squeal escape her, her limbs wailing a bit out of control as she was carried inside.
The more she thought about it, the more she realized this was the first time she's been inside the Hargrove household. The atmosphere was warm, at least when no one else was there. The mellow light from the various lamps around the living room he turned on as helped too. Everything was near, and she even spotted a mini workout station she assumed only Billy used. She didn't know.. maybe his dad could carry 100 pounds of weight altogether.
By the time Isa was done thinking, Billy had entered his room, the agile latina become even more nosey while her eyes scanned everything about his room. A bag or two on the floor. The messy nightstand with paper scattered onto it. His slightly made bed. The crude posters on the wall. The boom box is in the corner. His closet was closed, so she couldn't snoop through his clothes.
Billy's eyes flashed dangerously as he closed his bedroom door, a ravenous grin spreading across his handsome features as he thought about all the things he was gonna do to the girl on his shoulder.
Before she could say much, Isa was placed onto his bed, Billy determined to get his girl into the same mood as he was in. He was quick with the kisses, hearing Isabela's audible amusement through soft whimpers and giggles that were only fueling his anticipation. Isa enjoyed the feel, obviously, realizing how deep the kisses were getting as he traveled down from her lips, all the way to her neck.
Her hands only moved from Billy's comforter to his hair when his lips became stationary at the pulsing point of her neck. The teasing kisses and nibbles to it were just the appetizer, Isa soon felt Billy try his best to form a hickey, the sucking on her pulsating flesh, sending a soft gasp through and out of her.
Soon enough, Isabela pulled away her flushed face and delirious expression all the more heightened as she struggled to pull off her heels. They were killing her now that she was sitting on the comfort of his mattress.
Luckily for the Guatemalan, Billy could practically see the wheels spinning in her head, still somewhat shy and uncertain despite her boldness earlier. It made him want to devour her all the more.
Kneeling before her, he gently grasped one slim ankle in his hands. Maintaining intense eye contact, he slowly dragged the shoe from her foot and tossed it aside. Then, he attended to the other with equal care, calloused fingers massaging her arches briefly in the process.
"Better," the sweet latina moaned in appreciation, her handsome boyfriend grinning up at her in turn.
"Yeah..?" he murmured, letting his hands trail teasingly up her calves as he rose back to sitting. A low chuckle escaped his pretty, kiss swollen lips as he watched her nod and giggle hazily.
"Yeah," Billy found himself being pulled by his face. Isa apparently decided she wanted to be kissed until she couldn't think straight, her generous boyfriend all but denying her that pleasure. Billy landed a searing, branding kiss to her lips, a sweet whine from Isabela sending a sharp flutter up his slightly worked spine.
Even after that mind hazing kiss, Billy continued adding onto the palpable sexual tension, trailing his sweetness that the adopted Wheeler called his lips down her writhing torso. All the while, big hands were working the smooth fabric or her short dress up her pretty little waist.
A soft gasp followed by a satisfying moan escaped Isabela's mouth when she felt the softness of his lips against her aching clit. A deep, vibrated chuckle fled Billy's lips as he kissed and prodded at the swollen nub, playing with it until the sounds of her needy whines were more and more prominent.
Isa was already attempting to fight Billy on this, the overwhelming pleasure in his actions never seizing to exist. She would continue her weak pleas, the hesitation in her words quickly turning into something more needy. Billy caught on to the difference, taking the initiative to press a few fingers into her aching core.
Of course, it shocked Isabela, still not used to the feeling of his fingers.. which got her thinking about where this was going to lead. Quickly though, her thoughts deteriorate into nothing from the harsh motion of the tips of Billy's digits sloppily hitting a sensitive spot that originated deep in her velvet walls.
"Oohhh-" Isa could feel her hips buck, her legs fighting against them as they shook from the threat of oveestimulation. Meanwhile, her vicious boyfriend continued to encourage her orgasm. A bunch of "You gonna come for me?"s and "You're squeezing my fingers,"s, but the big one that had her really clamping down on him was when he growled against her ear,
"Squirt for me, baby.. come on, you can do it,"
A lot happened at once, then, the heat at the lower edge of Isabela's stomach bursts, the timid girl letting out a weak squeal. Her hips lifted swiftly, a mischievous laugh escaping Hargrove as his oceans hues locked on the delicious sight of his girl coming undone from just his touch. Not only that, but the forced feeling of turning into a geyser hit Isa like a tanker truck as well. Her nose scrunched up as she felt and heard the wetness of her squirt appear and cover Billy's hand, his sheets, and any other surface it could reach.
"That's it.. There's a good girl.."
Her mind was hazy, in a continuing falling state, and his for the taking. Next thing Isa knew, Billy was all over her, his lips clinging onto every inch of her skin whilst he undressed himself. First was his satin, crimson colored shirt, his mitts in swift motion while exposing his toned chest and stomach.
He was generous, allowing the latina under him to cop a feel of what would inevitably be dominating her. Tonight was the night. The night the ashe blonde would be graced with what he was aching for over the past two and a half months. Isa came to the conclusion that she'd never be ready, which is why she gradually built herself up for it.
Fingering, manhandling, biting, oveestimulation.. but couldn't she handle him fully. This was Isabela's night to show Billy she could. With her soft palms caressing his overtly muscular stomach, her sniveling boyfriend firmly grasped one of her wrists, his oceans blues boring holes in her big Hershey's kisses. Billy was quick, swiftly guiding her hand in his boxers. She remembered being surprised he even wore boxers, knowing what the complete monster that hid in the looked like.. and boy was he terrifying.
A quick pull at his briefs and his package was being presented in full, glorious view. All eight and a half inches deliciously aroused to the brim. The pre was practically drooling from him. It was everything she hoped for. Sloppy and needy, and oh so ready for the struggle. Oh, Billy could feel himself throb at the thought.
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He was quick with his demands.
"Keep your legs spread," as he pushed her plsyh thighs apart to bring himself in between her.
"Move your hands.." as he firmly grasps her wrists in one hand and brings them over her head.
"Ge it wet for me, baby," as he grabs the base of himself, sloppily tapping against her soaked folds until her clit was swollen enough to alert her to start gushing.
"Atta girrl~" He praised wantonly, watching as her flood gated opened once again for him. Surely enough, it didn't take Billt much time to lather himself in, pumping his sopping wet cock with his hand to put on a show for his girl. Conversely, Isa was eating it up, listening to the sounds he'd make as he teased her so effortlessly.
"Billy.." Isa whined, her eyes weary of his because of her awareness. She was aware of how she looked, and she looked needy.. which didn't help because she was. Billy's sore eyes snapped to hers, running up hee body before he leaned down to speak.
"What is it, mama..? You ready for me?" He quested rhetorically, a smirk easily showing on his pretty lips. When Isa nodded, Billy gently shook his head, his eyes -once again- telling her everything she needed to know.
"What do you want, baby? You want this dick inside you..?" He pressed, his hips slowly grinding against her heated entrance to keep the pleasure constant. Her mewling got louder, Billy once against surprising his sweet girlfriend by wrapping his other hands around her throat. A light squeeze, that was all, but it was enough to get her talk for him.
"Tell me-"
"Y-yes! I want you inside me- I want it!" She admitted, her voice still soft enough for him to only catch her words. He nodded himself, letting her go and one again grabbing the base of his cock once more. Lining himself up, Billy serged his tip inside her entrance. He was slow, knowing how nervous she still must've been considering how tight she was.
Isa winced, her hands tightly gripping the sheets above her head. It was already a lot, if she was honest with herself. Her body was trembling, even if Billy was doing his best to make her comfortable. So far, Billy was proud of his girl, the brunette taking it the way he was giving it to her. They were both surprised he managed to fit, but there were still many inches to go. Isa continued to hold her breath, soft affirmations leaping off of Billy's tongue while his fingers slithered their way to her clit. A swift most continued against it while he pushed further and further. He wasn't even half away in and he was already stretching her to her limit.
"F-fuck- hold on, amor~" the sweet latina huffed, her eyes fluttering all over the place while she got used to his width. She anticipated him plowing her breath away, but they haven't even gotten that far yet. Billy waited, patience really seeming like a virtue in this moment the way he held back for her. Although it wasn't long until she gave Billy the go-ahead, hearing Isabela's pleas to continue while being all too eager to oblige.
He was quick for her, her hold on his navy blue sheets mighty enough to pull them off of his mattress. When he bottomed her out, a moan escaped both of them, Billy acknowledging tur snug fit her velvet walls put him in. It hot.. fuck, it was more than hot. It felt sinister to be this deep in someone. Not that he hasn't done it before. God knows how many men and women who's world he's rocked. In the same rushed thought, Billy had realized this I'd thr longest he's gone without thoroughly fucking someone's brains out. Two and a half months of salivating, tortous foreplay with this hot and sweet piece of latina that was under him squirming.. helplessly.
Speaking of, Billy watched the tears stream down her cheeks even as she wrapped her pretty legs around his waist. It was time.
"You ready..?" Billy suggested, wanting her to be as comfortable as possible. To him, it was no fun wrecking her unless she was absolutely on board. It was Billy's charming smile and reddened face that had her nodding, seeing the effect she had on him.
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He got going in an unhurried manner, subconsciously cautious and barely even moving his hips in rhythm with hers. It was sweet like this, his calloused hands moving up to grasp her airy little wrists only to just hold them in play. It was long after that still he could his lips over hers, kissing her in such a passionate way that it had her moaning in pleasure. He kept at it, only stopping when he felt her slick juices cover his manhood. It was hot and heavy, and DEFINITELY plenty to get him to change his pace. As he quickened his hips, her moans and whimpers got louder.
It was a lot, to say the least. Isabela found herself with her back arched and the butterflies in her stomach swarming. Exce0t this time, it was a slower built than when he was fingering the shit out of her. It was a fight between pleasure and pain.. so much pleasure to where it became painful.
"Billly!" She yelped, the grip her legs had on his waist loosening as he thrusts turned into straight pistons.
"You're so goddamn tight for me baby- milking my fucking dick for all it's worth.." he praised gruffly, wasting no time in setting a brisk pace.
Snapping his cock in and out powerfully, the rhythmic slap of flesh echoed off the walls as he took her hard and thorough. All the while, his siren blue orbs gazed appreciatively over her breasts. It didn't matter how small they were. They were gorgeous during their rhythmic bounce in contrast to his own cadenced and gradually harsh thrusts. He quick to make it rough, freeing one of her hands just to snake his own behind her head to firmly grip a chunk of her cocoa colored locks of hers.
"Tell me who owns this pretty pussy," he gritted out, sweat-slick from steam and exertion. Claiming her lips in a ravaging kiss, he swallowed her cries of pleasure. His fingers dug into soft skin, he plunged deeper still, eyes rolling back at the exquisite velvet glove pressure building him swiftly closer once again.
"Eres dueรฑo de mi cuerpo, amor. ยกPor favor llรฉvame! Quiero ser tuyo~" She spoke deeply against her lips. Only for him to stop, remaining balls deep and grinding every bit of himself inside of her aching slit.
"What do I do to you, huh?" He'd question breathlessly, her the hand tangled through her hair sliding downward to pull her againsr him further.
"Use your words, ma.."
It took her a moment to answer, her thoughts racing around her own mind as she attempted to piece together a sentence while the bully that was her boyfriend remained stubborn.
"Me vuelves loca, amor. He querido esto durante mucho tiempo... tenerte dentro de mรญ... tomarme como tuyo"
He didn't understand a word she said, but he knew enough to know what she was really saying.
'I love you and I want to be yours. I want you to make me yours. Please will you make me yours?'
The way she sounded was needy and breathless, and Billy aimed for his sweet girl to be satisfied and breathless and nothing else.
"Shit baby, you trying to kill me?" Billy growled out in awe and fresh arousal, almsot feeling as if he was about to blow beneath her eager ministrations. Clearly, his little vixen had an even bigger appetite than he suspected. Not that he was complaining, far from it. Gripping her stationary hips firmly, he planted his feet and started thrusting to feel each delicious stroke with sharp, focused drives. Isa went back to whimpering helpless, feeling herself ger pushed further and further to the end of her short fuse.
"Fuck yeah, just like that. Take me till you break, sweetness," he snarled up at her, eyes closed in bliss as her tight sheath clutched at him in a pornographic rhythm.
His hands roamed greedily over her bouncing breasts, pinching her nipples into tight beads as encouragement to get her to scream for it. The lewd squelching sounds of their coupling filled the air, mingling with her sinful cries.
"God you feel so fucking good, takin' this dick so well, Isa," he grunted proudly.
Snapping his hips straight into hers to grind directly into her sweet spot, he smirked in masculine triumph at the shriek it drew from deep in her throat.
"You wanna cum again already? Fucking slur aren't you?? You want to cum all over me so fucking bad."
He contined with his mocking, watching the rest of her blood rush to her already cherry red face. He had a feeling shed respond happily to his teasing, testing it out a few times back when she'd only let him kiss her. It was so cute how her nose scrunched up in embarrassment, just like it did in the moment.
That pretty little back of hers arched, giving her sly sweetheart to ram himself further inside. He watched the effect, while he mindless shot every bit of his smoldering hot seed into her core. Her curls were messy, in her face and covering her pretty mouth, which was trying its best not to let out another blood heating squeal.
All the pleasure practically shot up her body the way her thighs shook before clamping down on instinct, a fresh gush of fluids drenching them both gloriously. So. Fucking. Goregous. It's been a while since he made someone cum like that.. God, and he couldn't wait to practically see her soul leave her body again.
He was quick to comfort her, watching more tears build up in globs before pouring down her flushed face. He still wasn't good at the 'word comforting thing,' or whatever the hell she called it, but he was pretty good at holding her. A few kisses to her temples, one sweet peck on the lips and another one on her neck for good measure. Then he scooped her up, not pulling out until he knew she was okay.
Isa noticed all of these things, his actions quite reassuring in the sense that he actually listened to her when she spoke about this stuff. It was just him staring at her. His eyes lowered as if he was only thinking about taking her right then there. That's all she thought it was, but really, he was just.. thinking.
Thinking about how he could excute that.. in his own way. She was always open with him, expressing her fears to him.. about him. For a while, he didn't know how to take it. It slightly missed him off about every little thing she tried to change.
His bad habits, mostly. His high sex drive, his anger issues, the drinking, and smoking. All of it. Isa admitted to herself that she was pushy, but she was never demanding. She always let him take his time.
It was always his decision to make.. just with her big brown eyes and sweet persuasion, staring him down every time he thought about it.
So even after the fights that would have her in tears by the end of it, he'd still come back to her and tell her, "I can't promise this shit will be easy for me.. but I want to.. try,"
And her saying back, "I don't expect to he easy, Bills.."
It was her accepting him with open arms, and so this is what it would turn into. He was still a very heavy work on progress, but he was proud to say he barely takes a sip of beer anymore, he attempts to keep his cool, and he only smokes the occasional cigarette every 3 weeks. Yeah it's a very slow go, but it's working.. because she believed him. Now he takes everything she says to heart.
And she saw that.
"..You're so lucky I take the pill,"
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Within two or three hours Isa and Billy managed to get out of bed and get themselves clean, his lovely little latina making her way over to his closet to snoop of a comfortable shirt.
"Jeez, don't you have anything that you can't rip off so easily?" Billy laughed at that one, his footsteps getting closer and closer until he was beside her with on arm around Isa's waist.
"Yeah yeah. You say that, but you love the way I dress.." He fired back, hus sweet girlfriend peeping the genuine smile that played on his pretty lips. It was enough to have her smiling too. Isa continued her looking, Billy quickly taking over by handing her a pear of sweatpants and one of his loose white tees.
"Guess your dressing like me tonight.."
It took her a minute to realize what he was implying, Isa slowly and lightly grapsing the clothes from Billy's palms. Her gaze slightly widened when she understood his words, covering her nude figure in slightly embarrassment.
"You.. want me to stay over?" Isa asked, still not believing him. Billy rolled his eyes, his small smirk on his face when he looked back at her.
"Unless you want me to drive you home at 12:30 in the morning.
After that, Isa quickly put on his clothes, slightly trugfling even though they were so loose. It didn't help that her excitement had her hopping all over the place. Plopping herself on the edge of his bed, Isa began to pull up her hair. She was quick to braid it back, staring in the mirror he had against the wall.
All the while, Billy himself relaxed against his fresh pillow, content in watching his girl get ready for bed. It wasn't long, though, her quick routine over before he knew it. She crawled to him, shuffling herself under the new comforter she helped him put on while she got comfortable.
She's only ever stayed over to help him study. It was only for a few hours too. Never did she stay over at his place. He would either make up some excuse or just flat out say no.
She always wondered why, but whenever she tried to pry, he was standoffish, defensive even. She had suspected it had something to do with his parents, but she wasn't sure. Tonight wasn't the night for that, though. She could ask questions another time.
Tonight was the time to bask in new beginnings, Isabela proudly snuggling up to her exhausted boyfriend. Her hand over his chest while his hand reached over to hold that very hand.
"Sorry I kept you up so late," Isabela soft whispered, her eyes slowly closing a she let the fatigue of the night finally hit her. Billy himself was way ahead of her, pullling her even closer before answering.
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"Shut up, you know I loved every second of it," Her answered without really thinking, due to his exhaustion. Even with that, she knew he meant it, smiling into the pillow harder as they both drifted to sleep, their relationship shifting as night did with the day.
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Thank you so much for reading, if yoy made it all the way through! It was difficult to finish this, and it probably came out a bit rushed but I hope you like it! From now on I'll be giving y'all fics like I do my art, in pieces! Thanks for being patient and thank you for enjoy my content! I can't wait to give you more of these two and the others! Yall have a good day and I'll see you later!โก ENJOYYY
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