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Tweak says, "yes yes i will yes"

Kenzie Montgomery (kenziefrenzie) wrote in 20somethings,
@ 2022-06-18 16:49:00

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c: kenzie montgomery, c: wes warrington, d: 2028 06, ~ complete, Ω: rp

rp: Pink Plush Bedroom
Who: Kenzie & Wes
What: Mornings Together
When: 18 June, 2028
Warnings: NSFW
Status: Complete

Staying the night in her bedroom at Wes’ place had been a spur of the moment thing. They had wrapped filming and her heart felt incredibly heavy when she thought of not seeing Wes every day. Kenzie packed herself a little to go bag, something she’d grown custom to doing the more she was entertaining different partners, before she apparated to his place.

He hadn’t been home when she had arrived, and while she was certain she could have popped by a few of his haunts and found him, she had chosen to sleep in her large pink cushy bedroom. She’d find him eventually, besides she’d brought more than enough weed to smoke herself to a peaceful sleep, and have enough to share the next morning.

After the best night’s sleep she’d had since filming started, Kenzie found herself up early. After a quick stop in the loo, she had snagged one of the joints she’d brought with her, and headed out to his deck. It was hands down her favorite spot to smoke.

Bare feet carried her outside, clad in just those pink cotton panties, and black t-shirt she had slipped into before bed. Her curls were still a mess from sleep, a problem she wasn’t about to even attempt until she’d had her joint. She had just brought the joint to her lips, when she noticed his familiar form already out on the deck. “Wes!” she called out, joint dangling precariously between her lips. “I hope you don’t mind, I missed you,” she admitted out loud, as she made her way over to him.

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itsjustwes
2022-07-03 08:10 pm UTC (link)

Wes let his hands stroke over her body slowly, almost lazily, and he chuckled at the way she rocked her hips over his. It might have struck him as strange that he could go from the night he'd had to fucking Kenzie on his deck as the sun warmed the morning chill from the air, but he'd always been extraordinarily good at compartmentalizing, and now was no different.

A flick of his hand had the lounge chair reclining back, and he held her hips to guide her with him as he scooted down a bit so they could both be more comfortable. And then, he set out to revel in his superiority over the fucker he'd nearly killed last night, marveling at how wonderfully responsive Kenzie was to him.

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