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axailslink · 11 months

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Love Someone Else

꧁༒☬𝕽𝖔𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖊 𝕺𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖊 𝖝 𝕱𝕰𝕸 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗☬༒꧂

Summary: The death of your husband brings you to Rosalie to remind her of what was once and what could possibly still be if given the chance.

╰•★★ 𝓢𝓷𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓬: ★★•╯

“ "you haven't been this dressed up since the funeral Y/n please don't tell me this is all for me?" Stuck between the kiss her soft voice and warm hands you don't know how to respond but it's not as if she was looking for one. ”

I ain't saying smut but I ain't saying fluff either

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Rosalie stares at the plate in your hand for only a moment before quickly inviting you in from the dark and chillness of the night. "What brings you at this hour Mrs. Y/l/n?" You place the dish on the table and smile before you ask her a daring question that you know she doesn't know the answer to "why do I not love him?" Rose hesitates to move and to answer "I'm sorry?" "I do not love him. Surely I mourn for him and get upset because he's no longer around but I didn't like anything about him. Rose did you like the touch of your husband?" Rosalie gently takes your coat from you and hangs it up "of course but he was dead before we made it anywhere close to the altar you know." You had forgotten Rose never married she had plans to but due to the murder of her fianceé she never did. "I'm sorry" Rose accepts your apology with a nod "it's fine it was... A long time ago. I hate to give you this advice but it's easier to move on. To love someone else." You shake your head watching Rosalie walk away from you "Rose do you remember when we were school girls?" her face lights up at the reminder "that depends babies or fresh out the pack of lites?" You smile shakily as you answer "when we were teenagers you nineteen me just turning eighte-" "Y/n" "we were learning about our bodies and you touched m-" "Y/n!" You want to stop out of respect for her but you can't "Rose please why did you do it? Why'd you confuse me?" Rosalie sits on the couch "I didn't mean to Y/n if I had known you hadn't thought of me in that way I would have never let my hand slide underneath your gown that night. I asked multiple times if you wanted me to stop you never said no never shook your head. So I'm sorry you cannot fault me because you are unsure of what your body wants." She's right you're confused when it comes to what your body wants but you're well aware of what your mind wants. "Rosalie" "what Y/n?" You grab her hand and pull her to you planting a soft kiss on her lips "we didn't do that. That night. You lips grazed mine multiple times as I... neither of us has the confidence to kiss. Now I do." Rosalie closes her eyes before deciding on her next move. "Leave" her words hurt but that's an appropriate response so you turn on your heel and grab your coat but before you can touch the door she sighs "why couldn't you have realized all of this when we were younger? You never loved that man you threw yourself into loving him because you knew you loved me."

"I was scared, Rose. I was so fucking scared" Rosalie sighs and kicks off her heels before approaching you and grabbing you by your face making you lean in and she kisses you a lot better than you did her moments ago. Rosalie first pecks your parted lips before slipping her tongue in your mouth and sucking on yours. Her hands roam your body dragging your dress up your thighs now that she's close it's kind of short "you haven't been this dressed up since the funeral Y/n please don't tell me this is all for me?" Stuck between the kiss her soft voice and warm hands you don't know how to respond but it's not as if she was looking for one. "Rose" Rosalie looks at you with fear of you telling her to stop "do you want me to stop?" It's like a repeat of that night everything seems the exact same her question, those full eyes, and her hands movements but this time you're sure. "No it's just you've been focusing on everything but..." You hesitate with your words but Rose knows she drops to her knees with a hard thump you're sure she's scratched but she doesn't seem worried about it as she pushes you against the front door and guides your gown up your body but she stops seeing the all too familiar night gown draped underneath. "You're wearing the same one" you nod Rosalie gets up immediately turning you around and unzipping the day gown letting it fall around your feet and revealing the white buttoned gown beneath. "So what is this? To tease me or remind me?" You don't know how to reply or what to say "because if this is a reminder trust I can do so much more than you experienced that night."

Her hands glide beneath your gown crawling up your skin as she kisses your inner thighs uncomfortable with your current position you prop one of your legs upon her shoulder immediately pulling her in the gown's draped over her head. You're not sure what to expect first you can't see her frowning face when she's thinking you're not sure what she's going to do next. Her tongue glides against your already wet folds and you're weak you can feel the smile on her face seeing your body's reaction. She grabs hold of the propped leg as she toys with your clit sucking and nibbling doing the complete opposite of neglecting but giving it all of her attention her hands no longer wander your skin or touch anything else for that matter Rosalie's other hand is tucked in her lap. Mumbles of her name are heard rolling off your lips as your body shakes only motivating her to continue. You push her head away from it being too much but she continues now sliding her thumb across your slit letting it get soaked in your juices which are coming down your leg. She gently pushes her thumb against your slit letting it breach that barrier just a little bit to tease you. "Rose for fucks sake" Rose laughs and kisses your clit as she finally breaches the barrier fully gently fucking you with that one finger but seeing as it does nothing to stop the aching building in your lower stomach she switches to her pointer finger and middle finger gently fucking that pretty soaked pussy of yours. The curl of her fingers almost brings you sliding down the door but that hand on your thigh gently taps you "uh-uh stand up" you want to cry she's asking for too much right now your body is throbbing around just those two fingers and she needs you to stand up after she's toyed with you and tired you out. You want to bring this climax to an end so you rut against her fingers you can't see Rosalie but she smiles almost proud of you "awn why are you rushing I thought you wanted this?" You pull the gown up and Rosalie smiles at you "yes baby?" You feel her fingers start to come to a slow place and you want to get up and walk off "no no no no please baby let m-" "no."

"No?"

"No."

"What the fu-" Rosalie pulls her fingers from you and stuffs them in your mouth silencing you immediately. "Do you still taste as good?" You nod and Rose slowly removes her fingers watching as a trail of saliva leaves your mouth too "lemme see" Rosalie licks into your open mouth and you smile. "Go home" you spare her a confused glance "and come back with your things tomorrow I'll have a drawer ready and my closet cleared. I wouldn't dare let you have such a beautiful release right here against this door like some street walker you deserve a bed. You'll get that tomorrow." Rosalie grabs your coat from your balled fist that you truthfully forgot you were holding and carefully pulls it over your night gown she pecks your cheek and opens the door. Rosalie watches you leave thinking about you wearing nothing but a night gown under that pretty black coat of yours as she picks up the day gown and folds it.

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A/n: leaving y'all with another quick fic before I go to basic. Enjoy some Rosalie angst and smut. Unedited of course.

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timeya · 20 days

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Chapter 1

Devin, New Jersey

Early November

“Mina?” I heard kaylina call out. I was in the back room changing for tonight. “Here you are Mina! I’ve been looking for you.” She said with an upset voice.

“Sorry girl but I have to get dress and then help Ryan set up the bar for tonight. It is bad enough I was late.” I said walking to my locker for my hair tie. Kaylina came up behind me and helped me put my hair in a ponytail. “What happened! Normally I am the late one but today is you. Is everything alright.” She finished putting my hair back and took a step back. I closed my locked and took a deep breath.

I turned around I nodded my head and walked to the door after checking myself out. Once we walked out I seen Ryan cleaning glasses. I walked over there while Kaylina walked to other side. “Ugh! I need a drink. Ryan! give me my normal.” Kaylina said waving her hand back and forth. Ryan rolled her eyes and gave her a sweet tea out the mini fridge. Kaylin’s rolled her eyes taking the drink and walking away.

When I looked to see where she was going i seen Emerald walked over after saying something to one of the dancers. She came over to the side of the bar and gave me a hug a small kiss on the forehead “Hey Mymy. Why didn’t you text me to come get you.”She smiled softly looking down at me. “Sorry Emmy. I just had a lot to do and Zy wouldn’t go to sleep unless I was there with him. So I was late and had to uber. Sorry I didn’t call you but weren’t you in a meeting anyway.” I said restocking the liquor on the shelves. “That didn’t matter Mymy! It’s late at night and you ubering is not safe! Don’t make me hurt you girl. I know you’re smarter than that!”

Emmy took my hand a smacked it like I was a child. I took my hand out of hers, rolled my eyes and walked to the back of the bar where we keep the liquor. Today was Friday and we are mostly busy over the weekend so I wanted to make sure we had enough liquor in the front for tonight.

A little later

“Girl my feet hurt. Those heels are not for the weak. Aren’t you glad you aren’t a stripper Mina.” Kaylina said seating down behind the bar. We have been open for about 2 hours at the club is busy.I’ve been running around trying to make sure i get everyone’s drink orders. “Yeah, I am but my feet hurt too from running around. Im kinda upset that I didn’t get to see you perform.” I said grabbing drinks and putting them on my tray. I didn’t even get to her what she said before I walked away to give this table of girls their shots. “Here you guys go sorry about the wait ladies.” I said smiling at the group of girls. It was someone birthday so they get free shots on the house.

“Oh my gosh! thank you so much. Guys we have to tip her good!” They drunk birthday girl said. She was on her 5 drink and I don’t even know what shot number she was on but drunk was a understatement for what she was. Walking away from the group I made it back to the bar and took a sit.

I went to messages and seen my brother texted me a picture of Zylus still sleep. I hearted the picture and put my phone in my pocket when I heard someone call my name. “Mina! I need you to be the bottle girl for the VIP room tonight. Mia called out so it just Layla but she didn’t want to do it. Ryan said looking at the tablet in her hand. She been stressing all night because people keep calling out so it’s just 3 of us tonight.

“Um, sure i guess it’s like i have a choice” I said getting up and walking to where she was. She handed me a tray with dark liquor and a tray with light liquor. “ Ok it’s the VIP room on the third floor so you can use the elevator and the cart to help you. Just swipe your card and the elevator should work if not here is mines. Once’s you get up there knock 4 times before entering so they can know you are coming in.” She said handing me her id card and the cart. Once’s I put the trays on the cart i walked over to the back of the club and used her id card to get in.

“I’m telling y’all she wants me.She just playing with me.” Nawi said passing the blunt to Emerald. She telling us about this girl that she met who is playing hard to get. I don’t know why she thinks we give a fuck but we really don’t care.

“I don’t think she play Nawi.Its been about 2 months now.If she was playing hard to get she would have been told you now.” Izgoie said with a smirk on her face.

After she says said that we hear 4 knocks at the door. “Come in” i said looking down at my phone. “Sorry to interrupt but I am Mina your bottle girl for today.” I hear this sweet smooth voice say. When I looked up I seen who was talking. She looks new because i’ve never seen her before. She looks about 5’5, with the softest brown skin. As she walks in and puts the bottles on the table I look over to Izgoie and she looks her up and down with this subtle expression.

“Mina! you not no bottle girl you’re a bartender. What you doing up here. Emerald said getting up. I looked at her confused.How the fuck she know her. Emerald grabs the girl “Mina” hand and walks to the corner of the room. I look back over to Izgoie and she looks at me “She beautiful. How come i’ve never seen her before.” she said looking at me than back at her

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen her before either.” I said looking at her fully. She had the prettiest curly hair with baby hairs out into swoops. Her eyes were 2 different colors, light brown and hazel.

And man let’s not forget her body. I can tell she had a little pug but it didn’t look bad on her.

“you know i don’t like you coming up here mina” Emerald said with an attitude.

They talked for a while before mina looked around and looked at me. We held eye contact before she looked at Izgoie.She smiled at her before putting thebottles in her hand on the table, hugged Emerald and walk out..

THE END

#emerald haywood x reader #letitia x reader #mo washington x black fem reader #riri wiliams x reader #rosalie otterbourne × black!fem!reader #shuri smut #shuri x reader #shuriri x reader #riri williams x reader #letitia wright x reader #izogie x black fem #emerald haywood x black!reader #izogie x fem!reader

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gweelczz · 10 months

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“Cat Got Your Tongue?” PT. 1

Rosalie Otterbourne × Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Suggestive, smut in pt.2, Rosalie being the only woman ever, reader is a simp off rip, reader is the sister of Cab Calloway and the cousin of Billie Holiday, Rosalie has rizz

Summary: Being in love she didn't know whether she was falling or flying but she was airborne either way... or a story about a woman falling head over heels for another woman in the 1930s

Hello everyone! I am Red, I’m new to writing on this app so I hope you all enjoy my stories

—“In my solitude….”

Her voice rang out, bold but sweet being amplified by the silver microphone in front of her. A white mink wrapped around her shoulders with satin gloves to match, her gown cascading to the ground wrapping around her mid arm showing off her collarbones and shoulders. Her dark hair pinned with a side part showing off her sparkling diamond earrings she’s never been seen without.

She gripped the microphone with a ring clad hand, her face expressing an expression of pain and longing. How she longed to be kissed in the darkness of the night and held close to a warm chest as she slept. She hated sleeping alone, the bed was always so cold and too big, loneliness was a heavy cloud hanging over her pouring down sadness as she sang from her heart a song by one of het favorite artists who too understood what it was like to be alone, to crave being desired and wanted.

She quickly wiped a tear bowing her head in defeat succumbing to the emptiness in her heart, she sang once more her voice never wavering no matter how broken she was “In my solitude…”. Her auburn orbs scanned the silvery fogged room as she sang not looking for anything in particular, that is until another set of dark eyes found hers.

They belonged to a fellow woman, her skin, the perfect description of coffee beans. Eyes sparkling underneath the lights filled with curiosity, her shoulders rolled back as she stood her demeanor reeking of power mixed with independence. An arched eyebrow raised at Y/N, those dark eyes wordlessly asking her a question “who are you?”.

Y/N continued to sing to the crowd until her set came to an end. She bowed softly sweetly thanking the crowd before exiting stage left to give the spotlight to her brother Cab Calloway and his band. She made her way over to the bar ordering a drink as the upbeat jazz music rang throughout the club. She tapped her feet to the music glancing around observing her surroundings.

She wasn’t one for big places like this filled wall to wall with people, she was a homebody at heart preferring to stay home with a glass of wine and a good book. She had no interest in sleazy men who couldn’t take no for an answer or men in general for that matter. No no, she wanted to be a woman’s woman.

Y/N sighed to herself turning to face the stage when she felt a tap on her shoulder, turning to her left she prepared herself to cuss out yet another man who didn’t know how to take a hint only for the words to die in her throat.

She rendered herself speechless once she discovered who touched her, she turned coming face to face with the one and only Rosalie Otterbourne. “I.. I um..” she couldn’t bring herself to speak to the beautiful woman who decided to bless Y/N with her presence.

She opened her mouth to try again when she heard it, the sweetest sound she’d ever heard besides music. She’d heard a giggle, a soft giggle rang out from Rosalie’s throat as she stared at the speeches woman. “Cat got ya tongue honey?” She softly laughed slightly throwing her head back as she did so. Y/N thought she was beautiful from afar but she was breathtaking up close. Rosalie smirked at the other holding out her hand “I’m Rosalie, Rosalie Otterbourne niece and manager of the Salome Otterbourne. What’s your name sugar?”

Y/N swooned at the southern accent dripping from Rosalie’s lips, she took the other’s hand gently shaking it with a smile “I’m Y/N Calloway”. Rosalie’s smile faltered a bit at she gazed at the woman in front of her “as in the sister of the Cab Calloway?” Her eyes widening slightly as she spoke.

Y/N slightly chuckled, eyes flickering towards her brother on the stage who was already looking at her with a grin before turning her attention back to Rosalie. “Yes ma’am the one and only” she took a sip of her drink smiling at Rosalie, she noticed she was still holding the other’s hand as she gazed down for a second.

She quickly let go not noticing the way Rosalie frowned at this. Rosalie being the bold woman she is took Y/N’s hand into hers once more as she slid into the seat beside her. “You can hold my hand honey, I don’t mind it one bit especially if it’s a beautiful woman” Rosalie winked at Y/N before she turned her attention to the bartender ordering herself a drink. “Lord knows I shouldn’t drink on the job but a little liquid courage ain’t neva hurt nobody”

Y/N nodded her head in agreement humming as a vocal response. She took this time to take in the beauty next to her that went by the name of Rosalie. Her eyes scanned from her black hair down the black pumps her feet adorned. She knew of Ms. Otterbourne but to see her in the flesh boldly flirting with her was another. Raising her glass to her lips she downed her drink to get some courage before she shot back a flirt herself. “Well you’re one to speak Ms. Otterbourne, I’ve been blessed with the presence of a goddess”

This in turn made Rosalie turn in her seat placinga hand onto Y/N’s knee with a smirk. “Now that’s more like it, how about after my performance we go up to my room and talk as friends, I sure could use one”. Y/N nodded her head agreeing automatically, she wanted this woman and she was hell bent on making Rosalie hers. “Sounds great to me, you blow these people outta the water now ya hear?” Rosalie tilted her head back releasing a laugh while giving Y/N a glimpse of her sparkling teeth. “I shall do just that”

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prettymrswright · 1 year

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MASTERLIST

shuri

not in the way I want to (s,f)

private project (s,f)

rosalie otterbourne

harlem nights (f)

mo washington

coming soon!

riri

drake & drive pt. 1 (a)

izogie

coming soon!

koffee

lockdown (a,f)

lockdown pt. 2 (s,f)

18+

I specialize in fluff & smut, but am not limited to, so request whatever you’d like. i love a challenge!

#shuri x y/n #rosalie otterbourne #izogie #koffee #fanfic #new to tumblr #letitia wright shuri #riri williams #prettymrswright #mrs wrights hot ficpic #mo washington

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axailslink · 1 year

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Letitia Wright

Playing Rosalie Otterbourne in Death on the Nile 2022

Rosalie Otterbourne is said to be the boarding school friend of Linnet Ridgeway but she's also Salome Otterbourne's niece and manager. She knows how to handle her financials well and she doesn't sign without reading. Rosalie likes her cash up front too. She plays the piano and sometimes sings with her aunt.

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axailslink · 1 year

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Rosalie Otterbourne

Just watched the movie y'all ready for these fics? For her to start rolling in? I got one request to work on for her

Ignore the bad quality I've got better coming

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axailslink · 1 year

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Thanks to the secrecy of your relationship with Rosalie she's developed quite the kink whenever you're having intimate nights she's purposely loud making sure others hear because truthfully the thought of getting caught turns her on more. She also enjoys scaring the shit out of you by randomly pulling you into rooms knowing others are not far.

Rosalie's hands crawl up your skin underneath your dress causing it to bunch up at your hips "Rosalie" you murmur her name remembering the people just outside the door who can come in at any minute. Rosalie is unfazed as she continues letting her hands gently caress your form while dropping to her knees and kissing up your thighs. "Rosalie" you grab her hands and she glances up at you now "yes dearest?" You can't help but sigh at the insane amount of immaturity from your lover right now as you remind her that "we're in public Rose." Rosalie nods in agreement knowing very well of your current situation. "Someone could see" she only nods as she rids you of your underwear "I know."

Let's just say Rosalie don't give a fuck and I do mean not one.

"Someone could come in right now Rose"

"Don't you want them to? I want them to see. I want them to see exactly how good I can please my woman. I want to make them jealous because they know their husbands and wives could never deliver such pleasure to them. Doesn't the fear of being found out excite you?"

"No Rosalie it's fear it scares me shitless someone could come in any moment! Give my damned underwear!" You whisper shout as you reach for her hand but she snatches it back and laughs "no. I think I'll keep them until we get home."

Things I think Rosalie would do

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axailslink · 1 year

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Are you going to continue heart of a man, the Rosalie story?

It’s really good and I loved it, I absolutely love your writing! :)

💚

The heart of a man

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Part 2, Part 1

Summary:

Snippet from the fic: “ "Help me find the answer to my question" you nod immediately "yes whatever you ask of me I don't mi-" you're cut off mid-sentence as Rosalie places a firm kiss on your lips you stand amazed by her boldness but you're only amazed for a second before you kiss back with the same amount of passion. ”

"I'm sorry?" Rosalie doesn't hesitate to repeat herself "I'd like to read the rest" it's just writing and she's already read the worst part. So why does it even matter? "Why? You should be disgusted with me" Rosalie doesn't give you an answer to your question instead she takes the leather book her fingers tracing over yours as she does cause you to get that nervous feeling Rosalie read about earlier.

"I have an interest" she flips to the page with her name on it "you can stay while I read but I'm hoping I can find an answer to a question I've been asking myself for a very long time." You sit on the edge of a couch watching as she reads and without looking guides herself to the couch sitting right beside you comfortably. One of her legs is propped up on one of yours raising her gown just a bit.

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For hours Rosalie reads and you watch with wonder. You wonder why she cares so much, you wonder why she finds this book a good read, you wonder if she has possibly felt the same emotions towards a woman and that's why she's so fascinated with this leather journal... Of course not that's ridiculous.

Rosalie isn't afraid to ask questions as she reads she'll stop every few pages with many questions rolling off of her tongue some are easy to answer but the more questions she asks the harder they become to answer.

"Who's the man you speak of when you say he?"

"A man that takes interest in me"

"Have you ever slept with him?"

"... Yes"

The questions are odd but justified honestly right now you'll answer any question she asks as long as the contents of the journal stay between you and her. If this journal was to become public knowledge it'd ruin you and Rosalie.

When the words on the paper come to a stop you can see the unsatisfied facial expression that she wears so clearly her face is crunched in a frown drawing her eyebrows down and her lips pursed. "I finished and I have more questions than answers" you nod slowly praying to God this doesn't upset her "I apologize Miss Otterbourne but I must take my leave." Rosalie hands you the book with her face painted blue. You can't stand seeing her sad so you mumble your next words "is there anything I can do?" Rosalie looks at you with an unnerving facial expression but you prompt her to speak as you take her hand in yours gently rubbing your thumb over it comfortingly.

"Help me find the answer to my question" you nod immediately "yes whatever you ask of me I don't mi-" you're cut off mid-sentence as Rosalie places a firm kiss on your lips you stand amazed by her boldness but you're only amazed for a second before you kiss back with the same amount of passion. When you both pull apart your mind is jumbled "I'm confused what's the question?" Rosalie laughs to herself "I don't know but forget those questions I want to do that again if you'll let me." You nod "I'll let you but I have to ask am I allowed to touch you?" Rosalie has spent many nights reading your journal entries so she knows exactly what you're asking and where you want to touch her. Truthfully she's been craving it. She's been craving your touch imagining herself with you as her fingers were curled deep inside of her and her body tensed up signaling her climax nearing. She said the book was a lovely read.

Rosalie doesn't hesitate as she nods giving you confirmation of free range. It's as if some hidden chains are unlocked from your wrist when she nods because your hands are quick to roam her body caressing every part of her. Your hands grab at her waist keeping her close one moment then the next moment they find themselves guiding one of her legs around your waist sliding her gown up her thighs slowly all while kissing up her neck to her lips "You wrote..." Rosalie gasps between the kisses. Trying to speak and keep up with your movements is a bit too much for her but seeing as she's distracted too much to speak and her voice is wavering you slow down. The kisses are no longer feverish and your touches are slow and intimate almost like a gentle massage.

"Yes?" You ask prompting her to speak while you're paying attention.

"You wrote how you wanted to please me like a man..." Coming from her mouth these words suddenly seem a bit embarrassing but you nod because embarrassing or not you wrote them and every word is true. "You don't have to try hard" not understanding what she means you let go of her leg letting it fall to your side as you squint your eyes in confusion "do you want me to touch you like that? Touch you as a man would?" Rosalie shakes her head in disgust "no why touch me like a man would when you can touch me as a woman will? When I touch myself I'm gentle and careful but I touch every part of me that needs to be touched... I want you to touch me like that." You're staring at Rosalie as she's maintaining that deadly eye contact "That's what you explained in that little book of yours you want to touch me like a woman. So do so." Rosalie grabs your hand and guides it to the edge of her gown pulling it above her thighs "you seem hesitant you've already kissed me. Why stop now?"

Honestly, you weren't hesitant until she brought it up it's like she conjured this feeling into you just by speaking of it. You weren't hesitant when you wrote everything you did everything you dreamed everything you imagined. So why hesitate? Is it her bold demanding stare or the beautiful eyes behind that stare? Rosalie is irritated seeing you hesitant because why get her all worked up to stop here? She's quick to shake herself from your grip grabbing your journal and flipping through it hastily "here it reads "I want my fingers to touch every part of her skin-" she flips through the journal again "-and here it reads "no man's mind nor body can do what I have thought of doing to her..." I am right here I am half-clothed and you hesitate. Please. Touch me." You're not sure what snaps in your brain when she says "please" but it's at this moment that every ounce of hesitation leaves your body and mind.

You grab her by her waist pulling her to you slowly "Rosalie say that again" she raises her brow in confusion "what?"

"Beg me to touch you Rosalie" the smile that spreads on her face is a joyous one "please touch me Y/n however you wish but I ask that you do it as a woman will. Not a man." The kiss that follows behind these words from Rosalie's mouth is a sinful and sloppy one but you don't mind it as Rosalie takes this as her turn to let her hands roam your body. You both find it hard to stay upright with Rosalie's sudden rough nature and it's not long before she trips over a pile of books and onto the couch behind it. Rosalie laughs and that makes you smile immediately as you grab her arm to pull her up but she pulls you down on top of her.

"Miss Otterbourne" she hums hearing her name roll off your tongue "yes?" You peck her lips as you say "the woman you are" she smiles and returns your words "the woman you are."

Rosalie shrugs her gown off her shoulders as she sits up and pushes you back on the couch straddling your lap as she does so. "You should use those hands now..." She grabs your hands gently playing with your fingertips before slowly guiding them along her gown bunching it up at her waist. You circle them to the inside of her thighs surprised to feel no undergarments as you push past her inner thighs. Rosalie doesn't let her eyes move from you as your hands glide underneath her gown that's loosely hanging off her shoulders giving you a relatively inviting view of her beasts. Your touch is gentle as you use your thumb to carefully rub over her clit allowing a light whimper to escape her pretty little lips. you take notice of how her body flinches for a moment. She's sensitive.

"Rosalie" she groans in annoyance as she grabs your hand planting it firmly "actions are better than words."

When Rosalie wakes you're long gone and so is the book it's as if you were trying to get rid of the evidence of the night or so that's what Rosalie thought until she turns on her side to see a new journal nothing like the old one. There's no worn-out leather keeping it pulled together or pen marks just a simple clean new one Rosalie sits up and grabs it letting her fingers graze the new leather journal she opens it and can't help but smile at your handwriting as it reads; my journal consisted of my fantasies I want this one to consist of yours I bet you're one hell of a writer Miss Otterbourne.

Rosalie's smiling like a fool until she remembers it's a Sunday morning and she's late to church service and she's never been happier to go than she is today.

Rosalie's hurriedly getting dressed but it's hard to find something that does a good job covering the hickeys you littered down her body last night she results to a pair of trousers and a loose fitting button up before she leaves the house in a hurry with only her leather book and bible. When she arrives she's out of breath but she makes it just as praise and worship time has started meaning she can slip in without much notice from others. You notice her immediately but you can't look while he's standing beside you so close to you. You try so hard not to look that you don't notice she's sitting right beside you when the scripture reading starts.

Rosalie can't take her eyes off of you not even for a second and the mystery man doesn't go unnoticed in fact he is very noticeable. He's never been to this church service a day in Rosalie's life so who the hell is he and why is he so close to you? Finally, he leaves for the bathroom and Rosalie looks at you with a questioning expression. "Who's he?" You flip through your bible trying to find the scripture your preacher just called out "a man" Rosalie cocks her head because who in the hell are you trying to play a fool? "A man?" You nod as you finally find the scripture and can glance at her.

"Is he the man?" You hold your stare not being able to answer her question "in my writings?" She nods and you mumble your reply not too happy with how you know this will make Rosalie feel "yes." "You invited him here?" Your grip on the bible is becoming slippery as your hands sweat from the nerves boiling inside of you. "He asked" Rosalie nods and smiles returning to the church service she says nothing to you for the rest of the service all she does is watch and observe. She observes the way this man carries himself, the way he looks at you and his actions the way he has his hand on your lower back. Jealousy is the word expressing every action that Rosalie is about to do as the church service ends "hey brother I've never seen you here son you new to the family?" The distraction she needs comes into plain view and she's grabbing your hand and dragging you to the bathroom.

"Rose. I didn't think it would bother you so much" Rosalie scoffs as she unbuttons her blouse "really? So you think I just go around throwing myself at everyone interested in me? Hm? You think I'm just some experiment for you?" You have never once thought these things of Rosalie but you don't know how to calm her down. "You wrote about me yet you walk around with him in the daylight..." You sigh as you grab Rosalie's hands and look her straight in the face "Rose I feel things for you that I don't feel for him I'm sorry you had to wake to a cold bed this morning I'm sorry you had to see me with him and I'm sorry I've woken these feelings within you. I'm so sorry Rosalie I let myself get wrapped up in the idea of you." Rosalie furrows her brows and snatches her hands away from you "you're speaking as if you're going to choose him... A man you know you don't love." Before you can deny it Rosalie nods she's already accepted it because she knows that's what you'll surely do.

"You let yourself get wrapped up in the idea of me. A woman. The only person you seem to truly have eyes for you are the most idiotic, indecisiv-" She's right and you can't even be mad at her for calling you such things but you also can't help but notice how amazingly beautiful she looks right now yelling at you with her blouse unbuttoned. "You are the most ridiculous women I've met but you are so damned beautiful... I hate you why'd you have to come along and confuse me?" You lick your lips as you glance from her eyes to her lips "I'm sorry Rosalie" your words leave your mouth and tickle against Rosalie's lips as she sighs and closes the distance between you two.

The kiss is feverish just like your first but this time you're in God's house and something about the feeling of being caught makes you both a lot bolder. Rosalie loosens her trousers and pulls you closer "touch me" you don't hesitate this time letting your hand dip inside of Rosalie's trousers rubbing her clit through her underwear. Rosalie lets her head fall onto your shoulder muffling her whimpers "Y/n" you hum in response as you quickly grab hold of her trousers unbuttoning them all the way. "Y/n" Rosalie's panicked tone of voice catches your attention immediately causing you to look at the bathroom door handle seeing it rattle.

"Shit..." Rosalie pulls away from you immediately not knowing what to do as she buttons her trousers you open the door to the first lady who shares a look of concern. "Rosalie found herself emotional from the pastor's words today I was just comforting her" that doesn't explain Rosalie's unbuttoned blouse or messy lipstick but it'll work for now. "Oh well excuse me ladies I have to use the ladies room." You and Rosalie nod out of respect before quickly wandering to the main room. You can't help but laugh at Rosalie's worried expression and she's shaking her head "you're a bad influence." You shrug "I simply did what you asked of me if we weren't interrupted I would have done more."

Rosalie can't help the smile on her face right now and as she's looking at you it only grows even though not long ago she was upset with you. "You've got my trousers all wet" she mumbles awkwardly pulling on her pants and you laugh "I got your trousers wet if I remember correctly it was you who said "touch m-" your moment is interrupted as he comes back and Rosalie's quick to stare him down. "Y/n you ready to go?" Rosalie looks at you expecting an answer but how do you tell this man no? Rosalie can read your nerves before she buts in "we have Bible study tonight sorry she's coming with me."

"Bible study? Y/n? Since when did you start reading God's words like that? I love a woman who knows God's words." You laugh nervously seeing Rosalie's obvious jealousy as she watches every move you make "sorry we really have to go it's and all night thing." The man sighs "well I drove you here I could drive y'all both home."

Rosalie smiles "sir are you assuming I don't own an automobile?" The guy immediately is full of nerves but Rosalie has that effect on people it's one of the many things you love about her. "Well, usually the men of the house..." As if sensing he's said something wrong he pauses in his sentence "well I really am holding you ,beautiful women, back you two have a lovely day and Y/n I'd love to see you next Sunday maybe we can have dinner at your place..?" You give no answer as Rosalie mocks just above a whisper "oh Y/n maybe we could have dinner he doesn't have a clue as to what you really want." You're quick to grab the back of Rosalie's shirt in a firm grip "Rose." Rosalie smiles as he walks off "yes?"

"You're acting like a child" Rosalie hums as she takes off her heels "and you're hurting my feelings Y/n you have to choose live a lie or live with me. I will not be the woman you kiss behind the closed church bathroom door. If I was to hide I would rather be hiding with you not without. So what do you want?" Rosalie leaves you with that question as she walks barefoot outside of the church not upset just stressed.

A/n: I panicked when writing the intimate scene so I just didn't finish it 🤷🏾‍♀️ I mean hey shit happens. Anyways posting this before I have classes enjoy while I work on the Judy Harmon fic.

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axailslink · 1 year

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Lover girl or whore?

With the characters I write for

Judy Harmon

Judy Harmon is not a hoe surprisingly a lover girl she feels playing with a chicks feelings is just childish and she too grown for that.

Riri Williams

Riri herself is very loyal and definitely won't play you she can be delusional though and oblivious but won't play you on purpose now stud!Riri will dog the hell out of you and she won't apologize for it and don't think of confronting her because she will play vitctim.

Shuri Udaku

Shuri doesn't have it in her to be a hoe she thinks too much for this she'd eat herself alive if she even looked another woman's way but she can be careless when it comes to feelings.

Jamie Harrison

Nope but not for the reason you think it wouldn't eat her up inside or anything she just doesn't want to mess up anything you two have going.

Rosalie Otterbourne

Depends because Rosalie absolutely loves to play with people simply because she travels so much but if she's into you and really wants something out of your relationship she's committed and no one is coming in between.

Scotty

Absolutely not she's a complete lover girl now if we're talking about manipulative Scotty absolutely and she'll use her pretty face to get away with it and yes she will gaslight you too.

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axailslink · 1 year

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Their Love Language

With the characters I write for

Captain Judy Harmon

Quality time and acts of service

Rosalie Otterbourne

Receiving gifts and words of affirmation

Riri Williams

Quality time and acts of service

Jamie Harrison

Acts of service and words of affirmation

Vivienne Scott (Scotty)

Physical touch and quality time

Shuri Udaku

Physical touch, quality time, and acts of service

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axailslink · 1 year

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The smallest touch makes her go weak

Rosalie hates to admit but your touch makes her go weak it can be something as simple as letting your hand run over her neck fingers gliding down her collar bone across her chest. This should be something comforting to her but it's quite the opposite her undergarments feel tighter as she crosses her legs and suddenly she's finding it hard to breathe your hand stops because you've noticed her sudden struggle to be comfortable. "Rose?" She whimpers in response causing you to smile to yourself "what's wrong baby?" Rose opens her eyes slowly but they stay half lidded as her attention is on focusing on acting calm "your hands are warm" you hum in return pulling her onto your lap and letting your hands find their way up her dress touching everything from her calves to her thighs. Your hands give a light squeeze when you get to her ass nothing too drastic but the feel of your hands dug into her skin makes her weak as her head drops on your shoulder. She's so quiet you don't know how to feel but the constant repositioning of herself let's you know she's probably been craving your touch. Craving the feel of your hands on every part of her body the sinking crevices and the darkest spots. Finally Rosalie sits up as your hands press gently into her back pushing her body forward against yours. She presses a soft kiss on your lips thinking she'll pull away soon after you're surprised when she grabs the back of your neck gently pulling you to her and deepening the kiss. The kiss is somehow intensified as your hands are on her body making it just like the feel of your hands soft and very needed. Rose leaves the Gods no room to ignore you both as she moans into the kiss and sucks on your tongue and lips. She's so beautifully sloppy when it comes to anything involving her mouth she's always making the prettiest mess so when she pulls away and a string of saliva keeps you two close you laugh to yourself.

"y/n, close the windows"

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axailslink · 1 year

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Can I get a fluff fic of Rosalie and her lover together living a cute little domestic lifestyle with there adopted daughter. 🥹

How does it work?

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

Summary: You and Rosalie's adopted daughter finally gets curious about "love" and you and Rosalie show her the greatest example.

Snippet from the fic: “ "how does love with a woman work?” Beah can see that her question catches you off guard because for a moment you’re stuck and don’t know how to answer having turned your attention to Beah you turn it back to Rosalie who’s a giggling mess and finally you answer “It works like love baby girl." ”

Rosalie can’t help but smile as she wakes to the sound of you and your 14-year-old daughter Beah screaming or as you will always correct singing to Aretha Franklin’s I Never Loved a Man. Rosalie can’t help herself as she hums along catching Beah's attention immediately while you keep your attention on the eggs. Beah grabs Rose’s hand and they both sing to each other causing the biggest smile to spread on your face as you make plates. You feel Rosalie’s hand gently touch your waist as she takes her seat beside you. This usually means she wants your attention so you turn to her and furrow your brows “hm?” Rosalie hums “I want to take yall to the lake tonight after church if y’all are up for it” Beah looks at you with the biggest smile and you reciprocate it “so I get to see you in a wetsuit?” Rosalie rolls her eyes as she eats her food but her small smile says it all and it gives you the answer you want “yes your favorite wetsuit will be present.”

<3 <3 <3 ʀᴏꜱᴀʟɪᴇ ᴏᴛᴛᴇʀʙᴏᴜʀɴᴇ

ǝuɹnoqɹǝʇʇO ǝılɐsoᴚ <3 <3<3

Waiting for Rosalie to get ready to go anywhere has always remade you rethink loving her because what in the hell could possibly take this long? You sigh as you stomp up the stairs hearing whispers between your daughter and lover but when you push the door open they both stop speaking and Rosalie’s holding a hot comb.“I don’t do secrets now this is my house speak up.” Rosalie hums and shakes her head “it’s none of your concern” you glance at Beah who sighs “I like a boy” Rosalie shakes her head in disappointment at just how fast a glare from you can send her spilling everything she does hope she never goes to jail. “Oh, you're too young to be worried about all that he can wait until you’re eighteen and out of my house.” Rosalie sighs and Beah stomps past you not angry just upset while Rosalie glares with her hands on her hips “Really?” you hum not seeing the problem “she thinks she loves the boy don’t be that parent we will not raise our girl like that…” you sigh “I know how little boys think she gone get herself hurt.” Rosalie nods “maybe but we did the same thing did we not? We snuck around and got our first kiss when we were nothing but teenagers. Let's not deprive her of that stupidity. Ok?” Rosalie pecks your lips to ease you into the decision and you kiss back hesitantly before you walk to Beah’s room.

When you open the door Beah’s writing in her journal “you’re probably writing some really mean things about me huh?” her head shoots up and she doesn’t answer she only nods and you sit beside her and glance over “mind reading it to me?” Beah hesitates but you nod assuring her that you won’t get upset by anything she has to say “how come she gets to tell me who I can love and when? She don’t know nothing about love… she lives with her best friend…” you nod “well you don’t know nothing about your mama because I know everything about love there is to know. I know how crazy it can make you. I know how enticing it can be and I know when you can be blinded by it. I just want to save you from the painful part of it.” Beah nods “well I know love” you chuckle and nod at her childishness because if she really knew love she’d know by now that Rosalie is not your best friend.

Rosalie walks in and smiles “can y'all bring y'all so in love asses on? I am craving the feel of that cool lake water on my skin and y'all are taking too long.”

<3 <3 <3 ʀᴏꜱᴀʟɪᴇ ᴏᴛᴛᴇʀʙᴏᴜʀɴᴇ

ǝuɹnoqɹǝʇʇO ǝılɐsoᴚ <3 <3<3

Beah glances at Rosalie and then at you seeing those eyes. Seeing the look you give Rosalie even when she’s not looking, Beah knows it’s never been friendly the glances and the stares. It's always been more than that and she knew deep down she knew and today is just the day of confirmation for her. When you told her earlier you know love she was sure you meant your love for Rosalie but only now as you're staring at Rosalie can she actually see it. She always knew but why question something that seems so normal to you both? She never questioned the one bedroom in your shared room. She never even questioned the absence of men because she was afraid she'd be wrong but seeing as you both are comfortable she has finally decided to ask you “how does love with a woman work?” Beah can see that her question catches you off guard because for a moment you’re stuck and don’t know how to answer having turned your attention to Beah you turn it back to Rosalie who’s a giggling mess and finally you answer “It works like love baby girl.” Beah smiles and nods “how long have you two loved each other?” you hum as you sip your cola “I don’t know I had eyes set on her for a long time and I always thought it was unrequited until well… We were young well younger and she just smiled at me and beckoned me away from the crowd-” you sense Beah’s silence and you pause trying to rethink your thoughts wondering how you can make this age appropriate “-don’t tell your mother I told you this but she had me smitten she grabbed me and just took a chance she kissed me and one thing led to another-” you smile as you conjure up the past thoughts of how Rosalie wasn’t as confident as she is now and how she was so nervous but you reassured her that her feelings and thoughts were reciprocated as you pulled her to you close and kissed her again. Beah watches as you reminisce and the sound of her voice brings you back to the present day “oh so it was that kind of night?” you laugh but stop remembering you’re speaking to your daughter “alright alright stay in a child's place. Mind your own.” Beah smiles and you shake your head as Rosalie swims back to the boat questioning the laughing between you two. “I’d like to know what’s funny” you glance at Beah who glances at Rosalie “our beautiful Beah got me to spill about our first kiss I got a little flushed” Rosalie smiles now and hums “and did you tell her about what else happened that night?” you cock your head unsure if that’s something you should talk about in front of your daughter but Rosalie laughs “not that. You are no better than a man is that all you think about? I was talking about how you cried afterward on your knees and told me how bad you’d been waiting for that.”

The gasp that leaves your mouth has Beah shaking and laughing so much that she falls out of the boat and into the cold lake water splashing everywhere causing you and Rosalie to laugh now. When Beah comes back up she’s gasping for air and panicking but Rosalie holds her up by her arms. “Calm down” Beah shakes her head as she reaches her hand to her freshly hot combed hair ready to throw the most heinous fit “damnit.” you and Rosalie glance at each other as you dip your hand in the water and splash her in her face which only pisses her off more causing her to drag you into the water drenching your gown and hair “cry baby” Beah scoffs “mom do I have permission to drown her?” Rosalie glances at you both as she gently pushes the boat away “you're thinking about it?" Rosalie smiles to herself "hold on" she grabs hold of you and for the first time you both kiss in front of your daughter. For the first time, you're not hiding behind some door or looking around the corner, you both kiss right where you are, and just like the first time she has you weak.

Beah looks away out of respect "oh so that's love?" You hum as Rosalie pulls away and licks her lips "yeah it goes a little something like that."

A/n: I completely forgot I never finished this so what am I doing when I should be sleeping and getting ready for work? Working on a fanfic. Anyways enjoy and if you would like to be on my taglist send me a message or comment.

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axailslink · 8 months

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I'm back

I guess imma go ahead and make the official I'm fucking back post because I'm about to get settled into my barrack tonight and I got a four day weekend meaning let's not get excited but I might type a lil sum up. Might not. Who knows

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Friend?

Rosalie Otterbourne x poc FEM reader

WARNING ⚠️: obvious racism however I will not be using racist terms because I just don't write that I will instead imply racism. Also there's a lot of cursing but like let's be honest if you've been on my blog I curse all the time.

Summary: you're a beautiful singer and a complicated situation introduces you to Rosalie Otterbourne for you to both take a liking to each other.

A/n: y'all knew this was coming her character is based on the 1930s

Snippet from the fic: “ "it seems I've made you uncomfortable" you shake your head no gently grabbing her hand "not at all I'm just shy" Rosalie glances you up and down "I don't like shy" you laugh "I seem to only be shy around you so that might be a problem." ”

You're new to performing but many of all color have said you've got a voice on you and it ain't no pretty voice not one you can fall asleep to oh no that damn voice of yours is one you can't help but glance over in any room. Your voice demands attention whether it be your singing voice or your speaking voice and you know it. So for your fifth performance of the last two weeks you've been trying to find someplace to sleep It doesn't matter if you've got a voice soft as summer rain if you're not white they don't give a damn they'll make you sleep outside with the promise of breakfast later. Fucking bastards.

When you walked into the hotel you knew you weren't welcome but your money is just as good as anyone else's... Right? Wrong. When you approach the desk up front they act as if you aren't there as if you aren't speaking "excuse me" you have tried so many times to be nice but it just isn't cutting it "excuse me goddamn it I know you can hear me" the white male glances up at you then back to the newspaper in front of him. He's loud when he speaks now into the phone he's holding to his ear "we have a very hostile custome-" anything he says beyond this is completely blurred from your mind as you grab the phone "hostile? You want to see hostile sir because I'll sh-" you feel a pair of arms grab your own "I'm truly sorry Mr. Atom it seems my sister has had too much to drink tonight." You glance back at the gorgeous woman grabbing you tight "sister? Miss Otterbourne only has one niece you think me a fool?" She shakes her head "no of course not I think you're plenty smart we're like sisters she's a little late from when we arrived I'd happily buy a room for her if you'd let me." You shake your head "you don't have to buy my room I'm not poor" she pinches the side of your dress snapping a bit of skin causing you to gasp but you say nothing else as the man nods and carefully takes the phone from you and wraps the cord.

"So miss Otterbourne this crazed woman is with you?" "Yes sir and I'd like to get her a room please" he glares at you but sighs at her "we have trouble with you as is a woman of your traits..." you can feel the woman's anger building now too. "We won't be no trouble I promise now and you know I keep my promises" the woman carefully hands him her wallet "take as much as you want for the room it won't hurt me."

When you're finally gifted the key to your room you both leave silently up the stairs when out of sight of anyone else she lets you go "girl what are you trying to do? Get killed? Are you dumb?" You shake your head "of course not I uhm..." Yeah, she may be scolding you right now but her beauty is undeniable and it doesn't go unnoticed. "You can't do that here. So I'm going to ask again. Are you dense?" You shake your head "no of course not I've gone to school." For a moment she's surprised but she returns to her current attitude as she scoffs "so you know that could have gotten you killed?" You sigh as she walks in front of you guiding you to your room which coincidentally is very close to her own. "I'm sorry" she sighs "look you are no kin to me but another woman that looks a little something like me gets killed here because she was being "hostile" because she was being "angry" we don't get to be that okay? Not here we don't have that luxury so please be careful." She gives you your key and for the first time ever you feel cared for a complete stranger shares care for you.

"Thank you" Rosalie scoffs "can I know your name?" Rosalie shakes her head "no you get to know that room that I just probably spent so much on" you look her up and down.

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Your time spent in your room is amazing it has everything but you can't help but think of the woman who was so willing to help you earlier. She was gorgeous her hair was perfect as if whoever did it took their time and didn't rush. Her dress clung to her as if it was made for her and all you received from her was a scowl and glare but you know if she were to smile it would light up a room. Not knowing her name is going to kill you it's hard to fantasize about someone you don't know. You sit in bed just imagining her sitting beside you and smiling in your mind sometimes she'll get up and offer to dance with you it's top-tier delusion because no woman would look at a woman the way you do. No one would reciprocate that feeling but how could you know? You're dragged out of your thoughts when you hear a knock on your door two emotions immediately feel your chest fear and anger. Fear for the woman because, to be honest, you're a bit fearful of her she's strong mentally you can see it, and anger for that desk man it could only be those two.

When you open the door it's slightly cracked because you've gotten cozy and if it's her you don't want her to see you like this all dressed down in your slippers and gown with your hair tied back. It is her she's confused for a moment as to why the door is practically shut but ignores it as she speaks "I realize now I may have been rude earlier you asked my name I'm Rosalie Otterbourne" you smile because you can finally put a name to that beautiful face. "Right well I'm Y/n Y/l/n" Rosalie smiles on the other side of the door. "I've heard about you beautiful colored gal can sing her heart out?" You laugh shyly letting the door crack open a bit more "I wouldn't say all that but I'm good" Rosalie gently pushes the door open completely she's also standing in her night gown and slippers. "I see you're all alone here no guests can I join?" You nod slowly opening the door. "I don't have much would you like a cigarette?" She nods "gladly" the glances she shares with you now are very different from earlier they're not glares or scowls they're soft.

When you hand her the cigarette she smiles "I'll smoke later right now I want to talk to you" you're taken back because what does she want to talk about and why with you? "Alright" she carefully sits on the edge of your bed while you just watch admiring eyes "you're alone I don't see no manager either so you manage your own money?" Of course it's business. "Yes but if you've come to discuss my money you should leave I don't like talking business before bed." Rosalie shakes her head "no not at all I'm... That's just what I'm good at. The truth is I don't like being alone here and I think you're the best woman to keep me company." You nod slowly as her wandering eyes gaze down to your hand. "You're not married?" You shake your head "I couldn't see myself married with some man who thinks he can control me so no I'm not married I'm truly alone." Rosalie smiles a bit "I'm not married either" you hum as you light a cigarette "I could have guessed that Ms. Otterbourne you speak like you don't need a man" she shrugs "because I don't need nor want one." That's something you could agree on for sure but do you both have the same reasoning?

"That must be lonely not having the touch of another" Rosalie nods as she carefully grabs your hand rubbing where at your fine age a ring should be causing you to take a long drag from your cigarette. "It can be but not when I have friends. Would you like to be my friend Y/n?" You nod as she now holds your hand firmly "friend?" She nods "just someone to touch me so I don't need the touch of another." This is getting all too confusing friends don't look at you the way she's doing right now but a friend is probably the best title. Rosalie scoots back on your bed head laying on the pillows you could be reading this whole situation wrong but then you could be reading it completely right.

If you're reading a book and you see meaning in between the lines there is usually meaning between the lines. Seeing as you're stuck in your spot Rosalie is quick to stand "it seems I've made you uncomfortable" you shake your head no gently grabbing her hand "not at all I'm just shy" Rosalie glances you up and down "I don't like shy" you laugh "I seem to only be shy around you so that might be a problem."

Rosalie smiles and turns around now "This may be wrong in so many eyes but I have to ask if I were to kiss you would run and scream bloody murder or would you kiss back?" You're not in any way caught off guard from this question you've been wishing for something of the sort since she arrived at your door but for it to be a reality it's a bit nerve wrecking now. "I wouldn't scream because I'd be too busy mumbling your name" Rosalie's smile doesn't leave her face as she presses a gentle kiss to both your cheeks then your lips. You've kissed people before but no kiss with a man has ever made you feel the way this one shared with Rosalie does. You don't pull apart for the longest time her hands climbing their way over your thin gown caressing your body through it causing you to gasp and gently grab her by the waist needing her closer. When she pulls away you are both gasping for air however neither one of your hands leaves the other in fact you find your way to your bed which you lay upon first and her hands are finally sliding underneath your gown as you place your lit cigarette on the wooden table beside you gently stubbing it out. Her hands are cold and soft as they touch every bare part of you but she stops suddenly "I may have gotten a little excited I apologize" her hands slowly retract from your warm body leaving you much colder now. "It's my fault I lead you on I've never done anything like that with a woman." You sit up now "I am sorry" she shakes her head "no you have nothing to apologize for I come on strongly when it's something I want." You nod still unsure with her actions because you definitely encouraged those actions when that kiss happened.

"What is it you want?" Rosalie sighs as she stares at your helpless state "I have no idea but this isn't the first time I've done this I want to kiss you again I want to touch you like a man does but as me as a woman." Is this a confession? Is the woman you just met confessing to you? "I uhm same absolutely it's just that I've never done that and I feel like we shouldn't...?" She nods as you slowly sit up and pull your gown back below your knees "uhm you could have that cigarette now" you suggest she shakes her head "I don't think that would help mend my mind from you because I find you amazing. From what I hear you're amazing I might be attracted to you because you remind me of myself and call me egotistical but I love woman with my spirit. I like you." You nod slowly "please stop telling me that because I'm not the best with fighting temptation as you saw only moments ago and you're looking at me..." Your words fade as Rosalie bends down to you on the bed "you are interested in me I can see that and will not let you go so please allow me to not be alone." You nod as her lips graze your own "yeah" but before she can kiss you for the second time tonight a knock interrupts you both but Rosalie won't let that interrupt the current vibe you two have going. She carefully lets her hand push you back on the bed as she kisses you again this time it somehow elevates the feeling from the earlier kiss. Neither of you worry about air as you gasp and breath in each other's air so close you can feel the heat emitting off of both of your skin.

Another knock causes you to groan as Rosalie pulls away and grabs the cigarette you gifted her earlier and she lights it with her lighter before answering the door. Surprised to see her aunt she chokes for a moment "I'll be in the room soon just enjoying a night cap." Ms. Otterbourne is no fool she knows what Rosalie was enjoying and it surely wasn't a drink. Her swollen lips prove her theory as she nods. Rosalie closes the door and returns to you "that's my aunt she's not a worry" you nod as she takes a drag from her cigarette and sits beside you. "I have to get going soon" after what just happened? Absolutely not you need her to stay because you have not had one chance to initiate either of the kisses and like she said this can be lonely. "Stay just for the night you've initiated our last kiss I want to initiate this one." Rosalie smiles seeing the shyness that once held you back slowly fade "really?" You nod "I think you surely don't deserve to be alone tonight and neither do I so mayb-" Rosalie straddles your lap as you speak "I'd love that a lot but you can't be afraid to touch me" she grabs your hands and leads them to her thighs slowly sliding them up her making her gown bunch up at her waist. "I'm not scared" she smiles "hopefully not."

A/n: I honestly did not know where to end this like at all I got to typing and just kept going I apologize dearies.

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