𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐫
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povertyhole.bsky.social
“𝐃𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐮𝐩~”
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡
𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐫
Written for #DSVerse by #ꜰɪɴᴄʜ
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn kept her eyes locked on Tiffany as she raised her ass into the air, giving the redhead a good view while her tongue and lips do the rest of the work.
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn blushes before being shoved back down between Tiffany’s legs.

There, on command, she started to eat her out once again, but faster, more passionate. Showing the redhead just how much she likes it.
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn’s been dominating so many times but this time, it was different, and she was loving it.

When she was pulled away she gasped softly and repeats what Tiffany said.

“I- I like being your cute little slut…”
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn blushes hard hearing her say that, and with the promise of a reward she continues.
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn was blushing hard, she looks up at Tiffany and nods her head. Immediately, she puts her tongue to use.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“I mean.. you could fuck me raw too..”

She suggests, shrugging playfully as she blushes having Drea’s hands on her ass was quite the feeling.
addictedfree.bsky.social
Drea moaned out as she felt Dawn pressing against her crotch, her hands reaching for her waist and missing, finding her rear instead, helping with those back and forth movements as she looked up at the other girl.

"Oh, all night? You want to run the whole show...?"
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Damn right…”

Feeling Drea’s bulge just made Dawn wet in an instant, and soon she’s moving, crawling over the fellow girl and grinding against her lap.

“I’m gonna ride you all night long.”
povertyhole.bsky.social
Instantly, Dawn caves and blushes when Tiffany grabbed her hair. Not a single ounce of dominance is in her body.

“O-Okay, I’d like that..”
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Damn right…”

Feeling Drea’s bulge just made Dawn wet in an instant, and soon she’s moving, crawling over the fellow girl and grinding against her lap.

“I’m gonna ride you all night long.”
addictedfree.bsky.social
Nothing but the flimsiest stage thong was on underneath, a bulge packed tightly into it. Meant to tease the people at the stage looking up, now being used against her and letting out a moan as she felt Dawn's hand.

"Getting high and fucking...its why we get along so well."
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Read me like a book.”

Dawn responds as her hand slips up the skirt once Drea spread her legs open, reaching for whatever she had hidden beneath.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Read me like a book.”

Dawn responds as her hand slips up the skirt once Drea spread her legs open, reaching for whatever she had hidden beneath.
addictedfree.bsky.social
"Yeah. Don't think you wanted me to come over and get high just to watch tv, did you?"

A sharp breath left as she felt Dawn's hands exploring further, and her legs spread just a bit, more than inviting it.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Oh yeah?”

Dawn smirks and as she strokes Drea’s leg, her hand goes further up each time, eventually just stroking her thigh at this point.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Oh yeah?”

Dawn smirks and as she strokes Drea’s leg, her hand goes further up each time, eventually just stroking her thigh at this point.
addictedfree.bsky.social
"Maybe, sometimes."

Drea let out a little breath as she watched that hand caress her exposed skin, earning a twitch underneath that stripper sized miniskirt she was wearing.

"Probably not going to be focused on the tv for too long anyways.
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn rests a hand on her legs and gently strokes them up and down as she turns on the tv before lighting her blunt.

“I do not put on weird shit?”
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn rests a hand on her legs and gently strokes them up and down as she turns on the tv before lighting her blunt.

“I do not put on weird shit?”
addictedfree.bsky.social
As soon as Dawn sits down, Drea lifted her legs and planted them across the other girl's lap. Lighting her own, taking a hit and exhaling, she leans a little closer to Dawn.

"You aren't going to put on something weird again, are you?"
povertyhole.bsky.social
She chuckles before taking a blunt off the table and lighting it, watching Drea sit down she joins her, sitting down beside her.

“Want to watch something too?”
povertyhole.bsky.social
She chuckles before taking a blunt off the table and lighting it, watching Drea sit down she joins her, sitting down beside her.

“Want to watch something too?”
addictedfree.bsky.social
"Good, more fun that way."

She followed Dawn into the living room, sitting herself down on the couch, legs crossing, looking over everything that was on the table.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Yeah just us.”

Dawn lets her take the blunt, she shuts the door behind them and walks Drea to the living room where she had everything set up.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Yeah just us.”

Dawn lets her take the blunt, she shuts the door behind them and walks Drea to the living room where she had everything set up.
addictedfree.bsky.social
"Mmm, hey girl. Look at you."

Smirking, Drea strode in, trailing a finger along Dawn's chin as she entered, snatching the blunt from her with a little laugh.

"Party time. Just us tonight?"
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn answers the door, already she has a blunt in her mouth but wasn’t quite high yet, seems like Drea got there just in time.

“Come on in.”
povertyhole.bsky.social
“More like what we’ll do. I’m not a dom Tiff, and neither are you.”

Dawn giggles, kissing the redhead as her hand now went between her legs to keep the action going.
povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn answers the door, already she has a blunt in her mouth but wasn’t quite high yet, seems like Drea got there just in time.

“Come on in.”
addictedfree.bsky.social
Extinguishing her cigarette, Drea rolled her eyes and set the phone down. Better not to leave her fellow junkie waiting too long. Dressed for 'work' meant little to the imagination, and she wasn't going to waste time changing. A quick ride and she found herself knocking outside Dawn's door.
povertyhole.bsky.social
Hell yeah!
addictedfree.bsky.social
Mmm, party night, bitch!
povertyhole.bsky.social
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addictedfree.bsky.social
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povertyhole.bsky.social
Dawn pauses and moves her head out from between Tiffany’s thighs.

“Who said anything about 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 eating someone out? Baby we’re doing it all, back and forth.”
povertyhole.bsky.social
Instantly she gagged but didn’t spill it, looking up, not swallowing, doing the best she can to not gag again or spill anything.
povertyhole.bsky.social
“Ohhh bet~”

Dawn didn’t have the mental space right now to even comprehend that possibility.

“Huh?”
latenightsecrets.bsky.social
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' Only the best high you'll ever have , darling . Though of course it'll absolutely reek havoc on that poor little brain of yours . I'd be surprised if you weren't brain dead by morning . Such a shame too . '
povertyhole.bsky.social
She watches the servant come closer, and whimpers as the needle goes into her neck.

Dawn bites her lip..

“Mmhh what was that?”