his touch sent a shiver down her spine, she pushed against him, her hips having a mind of their own. she moved one of her hands to cup her other breast, biting down on her bottom lip again, this time a little harsher than before.

as Archie had moved her hand, Betty’s hand trailed down his chest, her other hand untangling from his hair, both hands now trying to undo his jeans button and zipper, all the while keeping with the momentum she was gathering.

elizabeth.⠀ created a LEWD/(N)SFW muse!!

Terrified sub that says "I trust you" to their Dom as they push into territory they haven't explored before.

she’s doing her nails tonight - she hopes the reader doesn’t mind her longer nails.

waves

what’s his plans for the night? anything in particular?

direct — she wasn’t expecting that, but she not mad about it it. she thinks that can be arranged.

is he at home?

would he rather come to her house or should she walk over?

she’ll be right over. let her find her jacket.

besides coffee, what a way to start the day.

she briefly made sure that the sweater blouse didn’t hit anything across the room as she carelessly tossed it, then looked back at Archie. ‘ we definitely should make this a common occurrence. ’ she says, leaning down to give him a kiss.

she’s conflicted if she should put her book down, or keep reading . . . . ( or phone a 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 ? )