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Sora parted her lips in a submissive, silent moan. She grit her teeth and obeyed. ❝ Yours . . I’m yours. ❞

Sora’s gonna gently bite the insides of her cheeks, inducing pain to keep herself from moaning as she got her ass slapped. ❝ Say what, exactly? I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, girl. ❞

Yeah. She likes when she does that. Sora’s gonna wrap an arm around her ‘cause she’s a little good girl for Akali.

love my fellow subs, but i do prefer being the sub . .

𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑂𝑓 𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑~.

Sora looked down at Akali and poked her with a bare foot. ❝ Hm. Eh, we didn’t get a prenup. I’m good. ❞ She jested and then sat on top of Akali’s “corpse”.

❝ FUCK—!! ❞ A hard smack to Akali’s midsection with her curling iron.

Not funny. She’s gonna hit you with her curling iron.

❝ Not cute . . I’m the baddest bitch ever. ❞ Sora hugs her a little tighter.

Love you too or whatever. ( She smiles and hugs Akali before she cam be caught smiling over something so mushy. )

I know . . thank you for that.