@ElderGod-yellowqueen
"Oh yes." She slowly slid off her shirt, revealing her black lace bra.
"Oh yes." She slowly slid off her shirt, revealing her black lace bra.
"Well, shall we get started?"
(I'm sorry idk why I'm laughing over this.)
(lol)
(I'm sorry idk why I'm laughing over this.)
(lol)
(I'm just anticipating his slow demise due to excessive feminism. Well, more like badass, feminism is never excessive.)
((May I join?))
"First, I need you to promise you're not going to harass anyone at this school. And second, if you try to blackmail me, my friends, unsuspecting students, I'll make sure you end up someplace so much worse than this."
((May I join?))
(Yes, of course)
"I make no promises." He said, backing the girl against the wall.
She pressed her back flat against the wall. "You're going to want to. I'm not someone you want to mess around with." She grabbed him (use your imagination where ;) and switched their positions. "It won't do you any good to underestimate me."
He made them switch again, this time pinning her down. "Honey, I'll leave your friends alone if we keep doing this. That's my promise."
She gasped softly, then her lips turned up into a smirk. "As long as I'm the only you're seeing."
"I can agree to that."
"Good." She stood up on her toes and kissed him, hard, She didn't do soft, she didn't do gentle.
Name: Annalise "Phoenix" Smith
Age (15-19): 15
Sexuality: Lesbian
Appearance: Long, wavy brown hair she died red and orange, brown eyes, and fair skin with freckles. Usually wears a leather jacket over a band tee and ripped jeans. Has a bottle cap necklace that proves she part of a friend group at the skate park she refuses to take off.
Personality: Stubborn, rebellious, loyal, loud, confident, creative, determined
Reason for being here: Her parents are very conservative, and she already was toeing the line with her more punk/skater attitude and friends. When they found out she was doing street art and was lesbian, they sent her here.
Other: She is a very good artist
He grabbed her waist, kissing the girl and touching her… I'll leave it to your imagination.
Blah blah blah, smut smut smut. We're not going to rp here, though if you want to take it to pm, i'm up for it. No, you horny bastards can't read it, go look up porn or go read smut elsewhere. There are still innocent beans here that I don't want to corrupt.
(Thank you.)
:)
Time skip:
Yes they have their shirts back on at this point, k?
(Okay)
Annalise, or rather, Phoenix, sat in the office, slouching with her arms crossed. "No. My name is Phoenix, I refuse to go by Annalise." She spat her birth name out like it was toxic, which to her it was. Her mother glared at her. "Respect your grandmother's name." She admonished, smiling at the principal. "The racist one or the homophobic one?" She sassed back.
"Well? Satisfying enough for you?" He asked.
Phoebe straightened her clothes and fixed her hair, using a broken mirror in the back of the closet. "It was okay."
(every guys worst nightmare lol)
"Come on, you liked it." He said, in an almost commanding voice.
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