Mass release: 15/16
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Lovise Holst-Mathiasen
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There was a spicy wooden female perfume that I used. I had never used a perfume before, but I've read about it, it's made to make people smell great, and some real rich people even use it to mask not bathing.
"Want help with that, Love?" Jose asked, coming out of his bath, his towel wrapped around his waist, pointing at the corset I picked up.
"I would like that, yes," I purred, feeling my skin hot, turning my back to him and putting the corset on.
"How are you still short with those chunky shoes on?" He purred and when he grabbed the lace of the corset and pulled tight, making me step back and almost hit my back on his chest, getting closer enough to feel the warmth of his body, I lost my breath. "Do you want it tighter, Love?"
The way he breathed the words above my head spread shivers down my spine, and I almost lost my words again, "Yes," I mumbled.
He pulled tighter, "Like this?" I nodded. "You smell good."
Biting my lips, I waited for him to tight the lace, and when he did, I turned on my heels, unable to control it, getting on my toes, arms around his neck, pressing myself against him, and slamming my lips on his. His big manly hands held my face softly and he kissed me back, leaning down on me, and then he brought the left one to my waist, bringing me closer. My hands caressed his buzzed dark hair, needing to touch him more, to feel him.
And even when we heard a knock from the door, we kept kissing, unable to stop, craving more. "Really?" Severin gasped. "We came to wake you up, but you're not only awake as you're like that? Really? Making out at this hour in the freaking morning?"
Ignoring him, I kissed him deeper and he answered it equally.
"Oh, come on," Ruby cried, and in a second she was on me, holding me by my waist and bringing me back, away from Jose. "Off her, dog."
"Ugh, don't cut my vibe," he cried, bringing his hands down around my waist. "Besides, Love woke us up, yeah? She's an early bird, no need to come wake us. So, leave, leave," he grabbed me to him again, but Ruby did not let him, keeping her hands on my body. "Hey, hey, hands off."
"Let go off her, Jose," Ruby growled.
"I don't want to," he snapped.
There was no, not bursting out laughing, holding both their hands, I grabbed them tight and pushed it off me, "I'm not an object," I scoffed. "We can do this later, puppy, come on, go finish getting ready." But when my eyes went to his lips, I cried, "Oh, shit."
"What is it?" He frowned.
"You are full of red lipstick, idiot," Ari mocked.
"Oh? I don't mind, I can just whip it away."
"Maybe most of it, but not all," Ruby scoffed. "It's a good lipstick."
Ari nodded, "The good ones always are a pain to take off."
We stared at each other for a second and I felt my face burning like hell, "For once, I had no idea. It's my first time using a lipstick, and I never studied about them in any books."
He curled the wave of my hair that I left at the sides of my face and a grin took over his lips, "Marking your territory, uh, I know what you did."
"I did not," I gasped.
"Mmhm," he grinned, "I don't mind it, you know? I'll gladly wear your lipstick all day so everyone will know I'm the one who's making out with the protagonist of the season," and he had the audacity to wink.
"Oh, go to hell, puppy," I rolled my eyes, pushing him away, and strode inside the bathroom, grabbing the bottle with a liquid that was titled remover, I put it on a cotton that was in the recipient at the side, and went back there. Grabbing his chin, I made him look down on me and began to try taking the lipstick off, putting a bit too much force in my hand.
"Aye, aye, don't be so brutal, Love, it'll hurt my feelings."
"What feelings?" I provoked annoyed, trying to take it off. "Ugh, this damned lipstick. It should have some prior word on it that it says it'll be hard to take this bitch off."
"Let me try," Severin said with some scarily amount of excitement, and in no time he was with a cotton ball on his hand, dipped on the make-up remover, but when I thought he would help out with Jose, he turned me around and pressed around my lips, hard. "You are a mess, knows-it-all."
"You piece of," he pressed the cotton on my lips to shut me up, all but enjoying torturing me with this.
"What is happening?" Timmy gasped, coming out of the bathroom, also just with a towel wrapped around his hips, and my eyes took him in. "Don't look at me like that," he cried, covering himself with his arms, "I am not your dinner, I'm gay."
Pushing Severin aside, I turned to Timmy, "You are so hot."
"Heeeeyyyy," Jose gasped.
"Damn, Timmy, your boyfriend is a lucky motherfucker," I gasped, unable not to look at his abs. "You don't fight, but you have these? Hell be damned, I could wash all my clothes in those abs of yours."
"Stop being thirsty on me," he cried, "I'm gay.'
I swallowed, "Alexey you lucky bastard. You are A sight, Timmy."
"Jose," he cried, "take her away before she jumps on me."
And to my dismay, Jose did exactly that, grabbing me off of the ground and throwing me over his strong left shoulder, "Damn, Jose, you have a whole bakery down here," I slapped his ass. They burst out laughing.
"Like what you see?" He slapped mine.
"Hey," I gasped, feeling my face burn.
"Equality rights, Love," he purred. "Is my cake better than his?"
"Turn around Timmy, let me see yours."
"How are you are such a dirty-minded perverted virgin?" he cried.
"No, Love, I'm asking about mine and Mrs. Perfect."
I gasped, "You want to compare your cakes? Are you serious?"
"What? I can compare with Timmy and not with Mrs. Perfect?"
I rolled my eyes, "Seeing from this point of view you just granted me with, yours is a bakery, yeah? Is that enough for your ego, puppy?"
"Hah, I got a bakery," he beamed like an idiot.
"Can you put me down now, before I slap you again?"
"Slap me and I'll slap you back."
"Put me down," I growled.
"No," Timmy cried, "let me grab my clothes." After a minute, he grabbed them and ran back into the bathroom.
"Down, puppy, or I'll put your towel down."
"If you wanna see me naked that badly, you just has to ask, Love."
I gasped, embarrassed and tempted, "Joseeeesee!"
"Alright, alright," he giggled, putting me down. "There, Princess."
"What's with the nickname?" I pouted, now on my bed.
"You call me puppy, so I'll call you Princess, Princess," he winked.
"Corny," I crossed my arms.
"You liked it though, didn't you, Princess?"
I sucked on my cheeks, "I didn't say I didn't like it."