Fics like anywhere with you

“Is it… always this big? Like, is that normal?” “Zoey! You can’t just say something like that.” Rumi’s palm drags down her face, exasperation and fondness mixing across her features before she stares back at Mira. Mira who is sitting on their bed. Her shorts are a pile on the floor somewhere, and Mira’s panties are still dangling by her ankle, the fabric rolled up to conveniently hide the damp center. “Girls, please…,” Mira huffs, the skin surrounding her cheeks a flushed shade of pink from their casual tone while discussing such depravity. It looks good on her though, Rumi thinks as she places a hand on Mira’s knee, her thumb massaging soft circles at the crease of it. Mira’s eyes dart down at Rumi’s hands before they avert. It has Rumi smirking, smug at the desperation beginning to shine in Mira’s dilated eyes. “Can we not talk about my clit like I’m not here. I’m dying here.” A groan leaves Mira’s lips, soft and long like she’s suffering if one of them doesn’t touch her within the next five seconds.

Fics like anywhere with you

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