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"We shall always be alone, we shall always be, you and I, alone upon the earth to begin life."
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Born: December 31, 2016 Forum Topics Started: 1
Race: Werewolf Forum Posts / Replies: 10
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Home City: New York Mail Sent: 13
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06/27/17 at 11:12 pm
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Last five threads posted in:
ForumSubjectLast Post
RealmA Hopeful Transmission.
Created by Elouise Orlav
RealmInvisible Cities
Created by Soleil Whitaker
RealmThere is a sense in which we are all each other's consequences.
Created by Rhiannon McKay
New YorkAnother Time Is Waiting For Us Someplace Close.
Created by Soleil
New YorkGuess Who's Coming to Dinner?
Created by Elouise Orlav
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/28/17 Soleil
I love your sleepy voice.
I love you. Calling you now.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/28/17 Soleil
I saved one that Margot took earlier?

I'll get some sleep soon. I want to talk to you right now, though.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
Look at Snapchat.
Lots of wholesome pictures of me and Luna for you. :')
I'm going to call you. Talk to you until you fall asleep, yeah?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
Keep your mind in the right place, Soleil.
I hate that you can't give me details.
Just... Be good, okay?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
... Grime?
Okay, sexy time over.
I guess you can't talk about it. Just know I love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
Whatcha wearing? ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
Hope you're not still awake.
If you are - did you read my letter? :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
If it weren't for Wilson, you know I'd at least be in the same timezone.
Come home in one piece, yeah? For our guy?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
I love you, too. Desperately. Deeply. Eternally.
I decided on pancakes for dinner. FaceTiming you in five minutes.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
[so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

So beautiful. Like you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
Will it make me cry?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
Of course, babe. I love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
I'm always thinking of you, too.
I'm going to take Luna for a walk and make myself dinner.
FaceTime me when you're free. :(
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
I don't need to be taken care of.
I'm moody too. It's okay.
El needs you, though. Just focus on what's in front of you, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
I am with you, gorgeous girl. And you're here with me.
Just take care of El, yeah? You'll be back soon.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
You know you're the first thing I look for in the morning.
I'm just going to snuggle with Luna and wait until we can FaceTime.
Did you find the letters I stuffed in your suitcase? :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
I miss the beat of your heart.
I miss your smell.
I miss how it feels to be in your arms.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
I'll put a shirt on.
I just need proof of life, okay?
... I expect you naked later, though. I miss your boobs.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Soleil
FaceTime right now?
I need to see your face.
... And I'm not naked for nothing. Jeez.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Wife
I went home early. Everyone was tired of hearing me cry.
I miss you, baby. Obviously.
Our bed is cold, Luna is sad, and I'm...
You know what I am.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Wife of Mine
... Look at snapchat. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Love of My Life
Have you landed yet?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Rhiannon spends the morning like a ghost in her own home. Following Soleil about, checking (and re-packing) her luggage, and generally being incredibly miserable. The thought of any distance lances her through the heart, making the entire practice of sending her wife off that much more difficult. She is reluctant to release her from this final embrace, then, given that she truly has no idea how long it may be before she holds her again.

The thought terrifies Rhiannon. However, she knows even a shred of reluctance would keep Soleil in New York, and she can't afford this. "You will be constantly on my mind. The distance won't change that." She is holding Soleil, forehead presses to hers, as if to pass every loving thought by way of osmosis.

"I don't care what time it is in Moscow when you land. Call me when you arrive, call me every minute in-between..." The angel begins to choke up, her efforts to remain calm in vain. "You're my soulmate, Soleil. Please come back to me."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Rhiannon can hardly handle the whirlwind of emotions that seem to cycle through her wife. Ever the empath to her counterpart, the angel is reeling as well. Yet as she is lifted up into her hold, legs instinctively wrapping around Soleil, Rhiannon's mind falls to only one thought. She nods, a gentle kiss stealing the next words from Soleil's lips before they even have a chance to depart.

"It will feel long... But it isn't for an eternity. You and I will be back in each other's arms sooner than it seems." She offers a small, reassuring smile. "I'll wait for you, Soleil Whitaker."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/27/17 Rhiannon had been prepared to use their final hours together expediently, but as tears are introduced to the scenario, Rhiannon's romantic fervor immediately switches to concern. "Baby," she coos, eyes wide in alarm. "We're both going to be fine." She promises, still cradling her form with affection.

"Elouise has never done anything lightly in your tenure together. I would trust... She knows what is best." The angel is unsure of how to coax her into something even she is unsure of. Yet, she knows her faith would not mislead her. "I will be with you in spirit, gorgeous girl. And it is not as if we do not have plenty of platforms to communicate with."
Winter Summers 06/26/17 Soleil
I totally understand love, I'm holding down the fort so now worries.
Enjoy your night give her a kiss from me!
And yeah see you soon.
P.S. I demand at least one night of cuddles while you are here.
Winter Summers 06/26/17 Soleil
We got a problem
I'm suppose to keep you in the know right?
Well Jameson went missing, no one knows where he is and El is oddly calm.
Thinking she is in shock cause if my significant other went poof my ass would be freakin out!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Her heartbeat quickens, a sense of urgency and panic filling her chest. The idea of Soleil, an ocean away, fills her with an insurmountable dread. Yet, she is letting her go without protest. At least, none she will make Soleil aware of. "Come on," she murmurs against her wife's ear, hands drifting in the way they did when Rhiannon intended to have her way. "If we only have a few hours..."

She trails off as she pulls back enough to press a kiss against her wife's neck, feet already backing up towards the stairs. "We shouldn't waste another minute."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 The scene before her grants little comfort as Rhiannon slides into one of the bar stools nestled against the kitchen island, brow knit with tempered concern as Soleil takes yet another shot. Rhiannon's disinterest in the liquor is obvious, as she leaves the second glass alone.

'I've been called back to Moscow'.

Not 'we'. But 'I'. Soleil, a solitary unit. Rhiannon moves to speak, but not a word exits the angel's mouth at first. Instead, she stands, stepping around the counter. Calm hands stop those of her wife, pushing the shot glass away. "I assume, tonight?" She's pulling Soleil in, arms closing around her body, cherishing the contact. "We'll be okay." She adds in a quiet tone, simply holding her wife in place, anchoring her to the moment.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Liquid lunch, babe?
*folds arms*
What's going on? Something go wrong with Colin?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 *steps into brownstone*
Babe? Are you here yet?
*sets down keys, kicks off heels*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
I'm leaving work now.
Is everything alright?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
I love you more, and most.
Let me know when you're done.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
Maybe not tonight?
I need my wife. several compromised positions.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
If they have ears and a brain, baby, they'll know how special you are. I'll say a little pray just in case.
I love you too. So, so much. You'll get it, babe. All that and more.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
Julliard? I need details.
But yes to meeting uptown.
Can't wait!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
Sounds divine, love of mine.
Speaking of the divine...
I miss you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
I have my own bathroom, you nugget.
Dinner, yes.
Dessert... I have ideas.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
I'm not tired of talking about you, though. 😍
Check Snapchat again...
When's your lunch break? Meet me?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
No... Just wanted to talk to you.
Luna's sitting on her bed in the corner, and everyone keeps coming in to pet her, so I'm not particularly bored. And I get to boast about y-o-u.
Did you get my Snapchat? 😉
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/26/17 Soleil
How's work?
I'm just sitting here at the firm.
...looking at your boudoir shots. 😋
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 *tries not to blush*
It's pasta, Soleil. Not a lobster dinner.
I'm proud of you.
Going out and working hard all day. My woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 *scoops up*
C'mon, gorgeous girl. I made dinner, and we can snuggle all night long.
*kisses her forehead*
I'm yours.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 *pulls into tender kiss*
I know your days are long without me, babe. Just in case you need a reminder of who loves you best...
*small smile*
You're my motivation, too. That's why your face is plastered all over my office.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 Soleil.
*swats at*
Would you just...
*sighs, opens box*
It's a locket. C'mere. Lift up your hair.
*steps around her*
It has a picture of me and Wilson. So we're close to your heart, yeah?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 *beams, slips out of hold*
Okay. Present!
*hands over box*
Pretend you like it, even if you don't.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 *clings to*
Oh, my hero.
*throws head back dramatically*
My day was filled with nothing but bitter loneliness and despair!
*presses hand to forehead*
Thank goodness your home, I was simply fit to hang myself!
*literally so dramatic*
Elouise Orlav 06/25/17 Soleil
I'm giving Rambo to you. You can keep him.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/25/17 Love of My Life
You never got your present yesterday.
I'm in my office when you wake up.
I love you, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 *cups her chin*
I love you so much, Soleil Whitaker.
*kisses her neck*
You and I. Forever.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 *can't stop grinning*
*bends over to scoop her up*
I love you, too. So, so much babe.
*carries to bedroom*
I have a present for you, after.
*already on top of, nuzzles*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 *eyes over, nods slightly*
*gets out, grabs towels*
C'mon, you.
*wraps her in towel, pulls close*
I'm going to take my time with you, too.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 *smirks, flips over*
*straddles her hips*
You can have as many kisses as you want, Soleil.
*kisses more fervently*
... Wherever you want, too.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 *nips at her shoulder*
Babe. You're going to make me blush. Stop.
*pulls into another lingering kiss*
Hot tub was a good idea, yeah?
*toothy grin*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 *blinks*
Baby, last night... Top ten times, for sure.
You know it's only about making love to you, right? That's what's exhilarating. My body, totally entrusted to you. I mean it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 Hey, gorgeous girl.
*grins, pulls into lap*
We can shrivel up together.
*kisses her shoulder*
Sleep okay? I could barely get out of bed at five o'clock.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 Lover
Two minutes is too long.
Love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 Best Friend
Okay, so I lied.
I'm in the hot tub I secretly ordered and had installed while you were sleeping.
... But you can feel free to come play doctor. ;o
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 Soulmate
I have a paper cut.
Come kiss it and make it better?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/24/17 Of course I mean that. I'd never lie to you.
*grabs from behind*
*pulls against*
Making love to you is the best feeling. I don't need anything other than you and our bed to make it perfect, babe.
*kisses her neck*
I'm yours, forever. But especially tonight.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 Soleil, baby. I like 'traditional' with you better than anything else.
*takes her hand, squeezes gently*
I'm yours. You know that.
*pulls into brief kiss*
Take me upstairs. Please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 I liked it too. I like any time spent in your company.
Which means you are welcome to take your time. Here... And everywhere else, too.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *eager nodding*
So okay. Very okay.
*wraps legs around*
I missed you last night, yeah?
And I adore you, obviously.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *pauses, sets down*
Whatever you want.
*wraps arms around her waist*
Because I f*cking love you, too.
*fervent kiss*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *wide eyes*
*stands, throws over shoulder*
To the laundry room!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *pauses movie*
*tugs on the waistband of her shorts*
You can get a good core work-out, right now.
*kisses her jaw*
... Or after. After, yeah?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *knits brow*
No one is as cute as you.
*tackles, smothers in kisses*
Plus, I like your abs better than his.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 What? No! I'm emotionally invested now.
*momentarily distracted by more kissing*
Plus, Chris Pratt is cute. So is Zoe Saldana... Minus the make-up.
Still only thinking about you, though.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 I like anything you like.
*paws at*
*squints, lowers voice*
I am Groot.
I like the music, too. Thank you for thinking of me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 I can wait.
*pulls into arms*
I want to watch this movie with you, first.
*kisses top of her head*
Bond a little, yeah?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 I didn't say be 'quiet', did I?
*smug grin*
Are you okay with this kind of lovin'? Because we can go back to ignoring the movie, otherwise.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *was starting to slip a hand down her shorts*
*abruptly stops, fails to pull away*
Please stop talking. I just want to love on you, damn it.
I'll never leave you. You know that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *blank stare*
*pulls away, throws pillow at*
*glances at, eventually crawls back to snuggle*
... I'm only here for your boobs.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *presses their foreheads together*
Call me soft. But I'll never get tired of saying that.
*smiles against her lips*
My soulmate.
It doesn't matter whether or not Margot's here. I'm only focusing on you, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *nestles close*
Margot's probably dead.
*dismissive hand wave*
*soft sigh*
I do know. And I know you know how much I love you.
*pulls back, gently kisses*
My soulmate.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *squeals*
*snuggles up next to on the couch*
*pauses, pulls of shirt*
... I need a little skin-to-skin.
*paws at, super innocent*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *blinks*
I hadn't thought that far ahead. I was just going to stare at you.
*nuzzles affectionately*
Whatever you want. Or something mindless. I don't care, so long as I'm snuggled up with my favorite girl.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/23/17 *sniffs out wife like a bloodhound*
*half-tackles, sprawls out on her*
*snuggles close*
Movie marathon today?
Elouise Orlav 06/23/17 Soleil
If I don't pick a name, the baby just has to wait, right?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 I know just how much.
*nuzzles affectionately*
There's nothing that calms me more than holding you.
Nothing could possibly fulfill me more than being loved by you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 So just relax, baby.
*scoops up, climbs into the back seat*
*hums happily*
You're safe with me. You are cherished by me. I will always love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Soleil.
*reaches for*
Come here.
*pulls her wife into gentle embrace*
I just want you. Just you. Just looking at you, listening to you breath, just existing in the same space as you.
*squeezes affectionately*
No ice cream. Just stay here with me, 'Kay? I just want my pretty girl under the stars for a little while.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Hey. I know that.
*looks at lovingly*
You complete me, in every sense.
*kisses cheek*
You're my best friend.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 In hindsight...
*clears throat*
It was funny. But I think we both know, I take care of you just fine.
*leans against*
Love you, babe. Seriously. I do. You don't have to prove anything.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *sighs*
I know.
*reaches over for her hand*
I'm sorry.
*pouts at*
I love you, Soleil.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *knits brow*
Wanna take care of yourself? Fine by me. Whatever.
*rolls eyes*
*pulls hand away*
You're not getting ice cream now, assh*le.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *squeezes her thigh*
She's certainly well entertained, at least.
*leans over, kisses her shoulder*
Yes, ice cream. I certainly earned it.
*so smug*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *rests hand on her thigh*
Mm, no. I don't think so.
*sidelong glance*
For the record, you're just as much of an exhibionist as I am.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *readjusts her hair*
I f*cking love you. Christ.
*swats at her*
Get in the car. C'mon.
*lowers voice*
... That was different.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *absolutely does not back down*
Dare me?
Bite my shoulder if you have to, mm?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *eyes widen briefly*
*shrugs, slips a hand down her shorts*
We can stay here, or we can go inside. Your choice.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Good show?
*smirks, lifts her onto hood of the car*
*nips at her neck*
I'll give them a good show.
*slips hands under her shirt, absolutely no shame*
You really shouldn't challenge me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *steps outside*
*scoops up, spins her around*
I love you too, gorgeous girl.
*sets back down, hugs from behind*
You're wearing the shorts. I love you more, now.
*unabashedly gropes*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Soleil
It was rhetorical.
Wear those shorts I like. 😚
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Soleil
Make out in the backseat after? 😘
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Soleil
😳 You aren't wrong.
I'm almost done up here. Want to just go to Coldstone, or something?
It's a beautiful evening. Let's go enjoy it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Soleil
Stop eating it off of me, then.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *slaps again*
Shut up, Soleil.
*tosses on the bed*
I wasn't asking permission. Good God.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 'Kay.
*tosses over her shoulder*
I'm going to woman handle you a little bit.
*slaps her ass*
And then we can make ice cream sundaes?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Can I?
*slips hands under her shirt*
C'mere, then. I need to flex some muscles other than my brain.
*smirks, lingering kiss*
I adore you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 *squints*
Summers at the beach with our Wilson, babe!
*wraps arms around her waist*
If we retire, it'll be in Europe. And I'll be drinking wine as soon as the sun rises, until it sets.
*squints harder*
And at some point in that day I'll day advantage of you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 You're my... 'Creative inspiration'.
*toothy grin*
I'm mapping out...
Our beach house?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Cute Butt
Same project I've been procrastinating on.
As for what to bring, see the formative line. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Territorial, but Cute
Yknow... Fancy little thing called a job.
Come distract me?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Cute, Still Jealous
Considering I was made for you, and you alone... You have nothing to worry about. Nevertheless, it was priceless.
I'm in my office whenever you're finished.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Jealous
I agree. It was shameless.
Come show me I'm yours again. 😍
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/22/17 Babe.
*serious heart eyes*
You're so thoughtful. Thank you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *squeaks*
I just wanna rub my face in your boobs.
*so earnest*
Love you.
Winter Summers 06/21/17 Soleil
Well I always knew you were adopting, did help set up the little guys room!
Just didn't know it would be so soon!
I am super excited of course I will come home to meet the little guy!
Did you guys name him or does he come with that name?
I'm not really sure how adoption works.
Also oh my f#ck he's adorable!!!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 Mhm.
*takes her hand, intertwines fingers*
I love you, woman.
*tugs her out the door*
I cherish every second with you. I hope you know that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *looks banging af*
*pauses at the top of the stairs*
*gawks at*
You're gorgeous. Oh my gosh. C'mere.
*pulls into arms, outrageous PDA*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 Babe
They're on the shoe rack, gorgeous.

I love you too. I'm ready if you are.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *huffs*
*nips at her neck*
... Shut the f*ck up.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *freak strength*
*flips over*
My turn.
*unreasonably strong*
Don't scream too loud, yeah?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *growls*
... Now.
*so angry*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 I think you should take off the rest of your clothes right now.
*paws at*
Boobs, please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *wheezes*
*closes eyes*
Red dress. Fine.
Nothing underneath?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *wheezes*
Yes please.
*clears throat*
Stop touching me like that unless you want this to go somewhere, Mrs. Whitaker.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *so wounded*
Uh huh.
*still pouting*
... Dinner? Really?
*heart eyes*
I f*cking love you.
Elouise Orlav 06/21/17 Soleil
Don't you love me?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *frowns*
Well, fine. If you don't want me, you can go do all of that.
*huffs, starts to get up*
I was being sarcastic, assh*le. It's our three month anniversary. I have nothing more important to do, than you.
Elouise Orlav 06/21/17 Soleil
I'm charging royalties every time you say his name.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *shrugs*
I don't know if you've earned it.
*such a f*ckboy*
I was about to get up, do yoga, go grocery shopping... Yeah. Super busy today.
Winter Summers 06/21/17 Soleil
Elouise Orlav 06/21/17 Soleil
Too late. I copyrighted it, like Blue Ivy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *hums*
I don't know...
*purses lips*
Remember the cheerleader uniform I promised you?
*can't help but smirk*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *squints*
Babe, it's always the sexy kind. Don't you know me well enough by now?
*paws at*
I just don't know if I want to give it to you... After what you did to the brand new, innocent, gorgeous bra I bought yesterday.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 *cheesy smile*
*Eskimo kisses*
I love you too, babe.
Oh! I got you a present.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 I'm exciteable.
*wraps around, flips over*
*straddles her hips*
Hi, baby.
*big grin, leans in to kiss her*
Elouise Orlav 06/21/17 Soleil
No you f*ck off!
I call dibs.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/21/17 Soleil
I just want you.
Naked, preferably.
Hurry up.
Elouise Orlav 06/20/17 Soleil
Short for Wilson.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *squints*
Uh... Huh. Okay.
Just the scarf? ... Nothing else?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *plants her hand firmly on her ass*
So, why shopping? What did you need?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *hops down the stairs*
*slaps her ass, hard*
'Kay. I'm ready.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
Yeah. I'll be down soon.
I love you, woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
Hey. I know that.
Are you trying to tell me something?
... Do you want me to be less rough?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
Of course I still like you.
You're my wife. I simply adore you.
Even if I look like Spousal Abuse Barbie.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
I'm going to die wrapped in a turtle neck, you little sh*t.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
Gonna need a minute or two.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 I like everything your mouth does. You know that.
*rests hands on her thighs*
All I really want right now, is you.
All I ever really want is you, anyway.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *paws at*
I don't need a scarf. F*ck scarves.
*clears throat*
... Maybe just one Hermès.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 F*ck. Babe. You know I like you.
I like you so much.
*wide eyes*
Soleil. ... Keep doing that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *rolls eyes*
Uh huh. *intense pouting*
I'm reaffirming that I love you, but don't like you.
*blinks slowly*
But I'll like you if you keep doing that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *frowns*
I wear an apron!
*starts to get up*
I'll go put on some clothes, then.
*swats at her hands*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 I always make waffles naked.
*so matter-of-fact*
Kiss? ... Maybe just one.
*gentle, lingering kiss*
Sorry if I taste like waffles.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 *sprints into room*
*already naked*
*jumps on*
... Good morning.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
...just let me finish this big ass waffle.
But sex. I like sex. I like morning sex. I like sex with you.
So... Let's do that. Please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/20/17 Soleil
Babe. Wake the f*ck up.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 Yeah. 'Soon'.
*snuggles up against*
*also steals a piece of her steak*
How's he supposed to love us if he doesn't even know us?
*clears throat*
I'm sorry. It's not your job to answer questions you didn't create.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
I think I'm going to name my son Will.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *steps over, pathetically curls up in her lap*
Of course it's worth it. I just hate to think...
*sighs again*
The poor baby. He doesn't understand why he has to leave.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
I'm not hating on your name. You know I love it, and you. You funky little lesbian.
Jameson chose the name, thank you.
Trista hates the name, so that must mean it's a good one.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *mutters*
She'd be great fertilizer for our garden...
*despondent sigh*
I just want him home now, y'know? 30 minutes a week is just...
It's not fair for anyone in the equation.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
And people think Rambo is far-fetched.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *stares at plate, all bleary eyed*
This bureaucracy is bull sh*t.
And you wouldn't let me just fight Susanne. She's a f*cking potato.
I'm... I don't know where that came from.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
Kiss my ass, short stack. You're at eye-level with it.
You name is Soleil. You can't even talk sh*t, idiot.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *soft smile*
Yeah. I agree.
*soft sigh*
You're going to be such a good mom, y'know? What a lucky guy our Wilson is. And then how lucky we are to have him...
New subject.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
I didn't know his middle name until AFTER I married him. Would have been a deal breaker.
It's fine. Mine is Prudence.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *follows out shortly*
*places plate in front of her*
Enjoy this all while it lasts. I have a feeling it's just going to be chicken fingers and mac n cheese once Wilson is here.
*grins, sips wine*
Mm. Good choice, babe.
*reaches across table, idly takes her hand*
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
Well, I've only been eating beef, so.
Um. I mean, it's just kind of sticking, y'know?
I'd still be willing to name him Jameson Kingston Orlav Jr.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 No, babe. I've got it handled.
Just like I handled you.
*snickers, grabs plates*
It's going to get cold. Get your cute butt out there, Soleil.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
That's fine.
I so do not look forward to pushing this mofo out.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *glances up at*
Sure, just one thing.
*plants hands on her thighs, smirks*
Stop being so f*cking distracting, woman.
*playful groan, pulls into kiss*
Take the fruit out. I'll meet you there.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
I'm pushing his baby out of me.
I get whatever the f*ck I want. I didn't even want him IN the delivery room, let alone delivering the baby.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
If she holds the camera, will you hold my hand?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 Malbec? C'mere.
*slips off oven mitts, grabs her*
Love you.
*kisses her neck, goes back to cooking*
Back patio sounds great, babe.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
Don't worry. I'll be puking right there with you!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *tries not to grin*
*fails miserably, so smug*
I grilled steak. That okay? There's fruit salad, too.
*pauses to pull baked potatoes out of the oven*
Figured you needed the carbs and protein.
*winks at*
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
Okay. There was that ONE time.
You knocked, I answered, you walked in, I was naked. It's fine.
But yes. That's basically why I want you to film it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 Soleil
Sex was good? ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 Soleil
What? Are you okay?
Did I do something? I'm coming upstairs.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
He's going to be PULLING HIM OUT OF ME.
I'm not strapping a GoPro to his head. Too many details of the vajeen. Fine. Rhiannon can come.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 Soleil
Dinner's almost ready.
When you're done being bashful, you can come downstairs.
I already know what I'm having for dessert. ;)
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 Right now? I want to kiss every inch of you.
*nips at her neck*
And I will take my time. I don't need your permission.
*hands wander*
This body is mine.
*knits brow*
Say you understand.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 I need you too.
... Need you naked.
*starts to pull her clothes off*
Give me fifteen minutes, and then I'll make you dinner.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 I can sleep on them, they're buoyant, and...
I just love them.
Leave me and take the dogs, woman. Jeez.
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
Rude af. Don't you love me?
I need you to film the birth.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *so mushy*
I know that. I know.
*kisses all over*
I'm crazy about you, too.
*slips hands under her shirt*
Mostly your boobs, though.
*toothy grin*
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
You can watch me push him out. ;)
Elouise Orlav 06/19/17 Soleil
You'll be here in August, right? For Rambo?
Because I'll just hold this f*cker in until you come home, if not.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *frowns, just hugs instead*
I do love you. And like you. Even when you're a sh*t.
*paws at*
I came in here to be loved on, damn it.
*kisses her jaw*
Think you can handle that?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *scowls again*
You played me! You used your looks! You know you're irresistible.
*grapples with, flips back over*
You're about to only be good for sex and pancakes, woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *scowls*
No. I don't...
*blinks up at*
I like you. I like you so much. I like you more than I like myself. Of course I like you. Look at you!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *huffs, shakes head*
*so wounded*
*continues tickling*
I don't like you!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *goes limp*
Sex and pancakes. Wow.
*assaults with tickles*
You're such an idiot! We were having a sweet moment!
*switches from tickles to kisses*
I still love you... I just don't like you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *so loved on*
*gently kisses*
I love you too, goober. I missed you too. And you don't need to thank me. I am yours to beckon, always. If I'm not good for snuggling, what am I good for?
*keeps kissing*
*starts to cop a feel*
Let's spend the day at home, yeah?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/19/17 *pads into room*
*crawls across bed*
I can never get any work done in this house!
*teasing grin*
*slips under covers, pulls her close*
Good morning, love of my life.
*lingering kiss*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 I'll let you pick the band if they play Peter Gabriel.
*presses kiss into her hair*
Wilson can be a part of it, too. I think that will make it all the more special.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *toothy grin*
I did indeed promise, wife of mine.
*clears throat*
Would you like to marry me, Soleil?
What I mean, is, I want to see you in a white dress.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *slips hands around*
*cops a feel*
I can't ever get enough of you.
*kisses her nose* I love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *wheezes*
Yeah, no, I... I understand what you meant.
*stops, dips and kisses her*
I just hope you understand what you're in for.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 I'll get pasta, you get the swordfish, and we'll split?
Or, whatever else you want. We'll get everything.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *knits brow*
Shut up.
*kisses again*
You got the better of me. But you won't, again.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *soft smile*
That sounds like a good plan.
*tugs over, excessive PDA*
I'm getting you drunk and taking advantage of you tonight.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *wheezes*
Okay, dinner then. Becco? My favorite place with my favorite girl.
Wine? Or are you going to insist on beer?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 Who's showing off who here?
Maybe we can pick up something for dinner?
*eyes over*
Or, just dessert...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *pulls into quick kiss*
*intertwines fingers with hers*
You're so ridiculously good looking. My God.
*serious heart eyes*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 Go get this cute butt into some cute jeans, then.
*swats her ass*
*hops off of counter, scoops up wife*
Walk, and then I'll wear as much, or as little clothes as you want.
*winks at*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 So long as I can take advantage of you... Aunt Margot can babysit whenever she wants.
*kisses all over*
You're a vision, Soleil Whitaker.
*so mushy*
We're going to be a happy family.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 Babe. Last night was...
*clears throat, shakes head*
There was nothing bad about last night.
*wide eyes*
We'll get him a noise machine. It'll be fine. Right?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *twitches*
Just... Thinking about what you did last night.
I don't care what the neighbors think. They can move if they don't like it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *leans away from the kiss*
Put some clothes on, then. Because I'm way too distracted by your body to think about anything else.
*wraps legs around, pulls in*
Just... Not right this second.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *shoves pancakes into the sink*
No. Only you.
*tightens grip around her*
You're the only thing ever on my mind of consequence, Soleil.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *nips at her neck*
I wanted to let you sleep. You looked so peaceful.
*glances over*
Now... I'm feeling a little less kind.
*pulls into lingering kiss*
I really only had an appetite for one thing, this morning.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *unravels blanket, tosses away*
*grabs by the waist, presses her against the counter*
I've been up for hours. And there has been only one thought dominating my mind since then.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 *shrugs, slides plate of pancakes in her direction*
I was going to bend you over the counter, but you look so cute, I'll let you eat first.
*kisses her forehead*
Good morning, beautiful.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/18/17 Soleil
Come downstairs. I'm in the kitchen.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 We could be closer.
*glances around*
*starts to pull her shirt off*
*pauses, realizes they're in public*
Home. I don't want anything in-between us.
*waggles brows at, slides off of*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *idle wave*
There's champagne at home, babe. I'm always stocked.
*slips hands under her shirt*
*unabashedly cops a feel*
Might as well get home before I get arrested, woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 Great stamina?
Take me home and prove it.
*pauses, blinks*
After the champagne.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 Need me to make more pancakes, babe?
Oh, good. Warm body second.
*taps chin*
You're my wife first, hot piece of ass second.
Woman who occasionally takes me out from time to time third.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *snickers*
Not to worry, I still love you.
*nips at her neck*
You're still my wife first, mm? Before anything else?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *blinks at*
*cups her cheeks affectionately*
I am yours, and I always will be. Even with Wilson, I'll be your wife, first. I promise.
There will always be time for you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 I need you, too. In every way, all of the time.
*smothers in kisses*
You're the love of my life, all of my lives. Forevermore.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 I'm the lucky one, Soleil.
*small grin*
... Park the car. I need your lips.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *shakes head*
Why waste money on a movie we're not going to watch?
Central Park it is.
As long as I'm with you, I'm happy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *gazes at, total heart eyes*
I love you.
*so bouncy*
I'm totally going to mack on you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *glances at*
You okay to drive, babe?
*reaches over, plants a hand on her thigh*
Just you and me tonight. Nothing else can interfere.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *mouth immediately on hers*
*flips, presses her into the car*
*pulls back, slightly breathless*
Movies. And then champagne.
*definitely has plans*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *squeezes the life out of*
*several kick kisses*
I love you, too. So much.
*starts to pull back*
C'mon. Or we'll miss the previews.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *swallows*
Passed. Mhm.
*leans in, lingering kiss*
I just...
*grabs, pulls into a tight embrace*
We have a minute, right? I just want to hold you.
*soft as hell*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *silently follows back to the car*
... I'm sorry I said you were boring.
*clears throat*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *wide eyes*
*nods slowly*
... Mhm.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *so in love*
Babe. Wait. Seriously?
*distracted af*
I love you. Sh*t. I love you, woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *bows head*
You didn't answer my question...
Fine. Boring, house sex.
*definitely testing her*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *wheezes*
Put your hand where?
*clears throat*
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *wide eyes*
Mhm. Central Park. I think there's a picnic blanket in the trunk.
*glances up at*
Or we can just roll around in the grass. Your choice entirely.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *hums*
*leans against*
Snacks after?
*kisses her shoulder*
Champagne, moonlit stroll?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *tilts head*
I guess you're right. Back of the theater it is.
*hops into car, suave as hell*
We can get popcorn, right? And Twizzlers? Oh. We need the pretzel bites.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 You love me because I'm the biggest cheeseball.
*takes her hand, follows*
What about a drive-in? Then we never have to leave the car.
*coy grin*
What do you think?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *snickers, follows after her*
I can't help it. It's artwork.
*grabs her from behind, places kiss against her neck*
You are art. Priceless, beautiful.
*squeezes affectionately*
I've already made up my mind about the movies.
*such a f*ckboy*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *hands her the keys*
You drive.
*eyes over*
You know I like you behind the wheel.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *grabs her by the waist*
Trashy movie? Those lips?
*grins from ear to ear*
Yes please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *shakes head, still gushing over*
You're perfection.
Wonder Woman?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 Hi, babe.
*beams, takes a step back to gawk at*
Damn, my woman cleans up.
*smirks, makes her do a little spin*
You look beautiful, love of mine. How'd I get so lucky?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 Soleil
I'm downstairs.
Shoes on, babe. It's date night. :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 Soleil
Date night tonight?
Dinner, movie, and then I'll put on a show. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 Soleil
Stepped out to walk the dogs.
I'll be back soon. Bath? 👭
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *lingering kiss*
*nips her nose*
I'm going to take my time with you, woman. Hope you're ready.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/17/17 *shakes head, smiles*
Not right now.
*flips over, straddles*
You had your way last night, all today... It's my turn. I want to love on you, Soleil Whitaker.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *wide eyes*
Yes, babe. That's... That's what I meant.
*so distracted*
Best sex of my many lifetimes. We've been over this. Now, I want to be over you.
*such a f*ckboy*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *steps up behind, wraps her arms around*
C'mon, then.
*slaps her ass, guides towards the stairs*
Too bad we never really fight. 'Make up sex is the best sex, right'?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *hums*
Bedroom. Because you certainly won't be able to walk up there after.
*wicked grin*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 So don't.
*kisses her jaw*
I'll get the silk ties...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *slips out of pants*
You're not naked enough.
*climbs into her lap*
Pay attention to the show, tell me when there's WayHaught.
*nips at her neck*
I'm going to pay attention to y-o-u.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 Nor as perfect as you.
*pushes food away, pulls shirt off*
Let's get naked.
*so serious*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *shoving fries in mouth*
*and burger. all at the same time*
*so lady-like*
... Why is Nicole so perfect?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 Food first. Frostys. Then you.
You have to put me down, first.
*jiggles bag for emphasis*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *mumbles*
... Gonna f*ck you on that couch, too.
*gets distracted with kissing*
We should record Wynonna just in case we... Get carried away.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 I can't help it, Soleil. I'm so in love with you.
*sniffles, soft as hell*
Yes. Earp and chill.
*squeezes her hand*
... WayHaught is definitely the reason you're getting laid tonight.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *tears up*
*clears throat*
I'm not going anywhere. I will be here with you, forever. That, I promise.
*rubs thumb over her knuckles*
You're my best friend, too. You're everything to me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *total heart eyes*
You're the only woman in the world to me.
*leans over, kisses her cheek*
You make me swoon.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 Well, I do think you're pretty sexy, yeah.
*takes her hand*
I'm all over you, all of the time. I think it's pretty clear, with or without the Mustang, you're the hottest woman in the world.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 You're the toddler!
*pulls wife into lingering kiss*
I'm letting you drive the 'stang. You're supposed to be nice to me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 Soleil
My eyes are rolling.
Chocolate. You know I'm not a fan of vanilla. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 Soleil
Wtf. How long does 'to go' take.
I'm starving.
And I want to take you home and take advantage of you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *wheezes*
*wraps legs around her, pulls in*
I'm crazy in love with you, woman. Still in awe of how you put up with me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *squeaks*
Soleil! Jesus!
... You're never quick. You know that.
*tries not to grin*
Too... 'Detail oriented'.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *already dressed*
*squints at*
Why is your forehead all red?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *pushes off gently*
Come on. Just shower, babe.
*still grumpy*
*now just vaguely annoyed*
Meet you out there.
*grabs towel, wanders off*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *shrugs*
I like to see you squirm a little, Soleil. Is that so wrong?
Now you know how I feel under your spell...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *slaps her ass*
*bigger smirk*
Oh, I know. No one could possibly handle you better than I do.
*nips at her neck*
Getting you hot and bothered is my favorite pass time.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *shoots sideways glance*
I wasn't exactly asking permission.
*slips arms around, pulls her close*
You're mine.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *huffs, grumpy now*
Can't believe I cleaned the entire f*cking house... For this.
*pulls off clothes, follows behind her*
I'm going to f*ck up the entire Wendy's menu. And then f*ck you up... In the most loving way possible.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *furrows brow*
What? No. Now.
*pulls close*
I always want you. You know that. *pouts*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *shrugs lightly*
Whatever you want, babe. You're doing all of the work, anyways...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *squeaks*
I refuse to respond to a question you already know the answer to.
I know. And I love you too, even if you're a f*ckboy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 I'll scrub your back if you scrub mine.
*wide eyes*
I think we did it in the shower last night, too. There's a pile of soaking wet clothes in the hallway. This all makes much more sense.
*clings to*
Carry me. I'm achy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *presses face into her shoulder*
Babe, it was the kitchen counter, then the dryer, I think my office, too. Oh. And Margot's room. Maybe our room, too? I can't remember.
*leans on*
Wynonna sounds good. Boob cuddles sounds even better.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 *miserable groan*
*trudges in from living room*
At least we know no one accidentally got pregnant.
*hands coffee*
I need greasy fast food. And cuddles. And a shower.
*sniffs her*
Babe. Ew. You smell like you slept in a tub full of vodka.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/16/17 Soleil
How drunk did we get last night?
I think we trashed the entire house.
Are you alive? I need love.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *slips hands under her shirt*
Want me to reenact?
As I recall, I put my hands up your shirt, pressed you against the wall, and kissed you like you never had been.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *nuzzles affectionately*
Could have saved ourselves a lot of time if we were just a little more forward, right?
Were you waiting for me to text you as I promised? Or were you unbothered?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *gasps, sputters*
I... I was not!
... Yes. I was. And then I was going to take you home with me. I wanted you. But I waited. Very patiently.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Oh, woman. I was a goner from the moment you came into view. And you knew. How geeky was I? How much did I bump into? I made a complete fool of myself.
*nods slowly*
I was made for you. That is for certain.
*pulls into passionate kiss*
I think we both proved to each other than an impossible number of things can happen with the right person.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 The best life, with the best woman.
*huge grin*
*pokes her nose*
I'm glad you took my hand in that Wendy's. I'm grateful you showed up to Nick's. I love you for letting me in, even when it wasn't easy.
*so soft*
I mean, I know I basically assaulted you outside of that bar... But I needed to know what your lips felt like. Even if I never did again, I needed to know. I needed to know what it would feel like to be loved by you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *squints*
Well, I didn't make the choice. You are my choice. Always.
You know that Børns song you played me? 'Past Lives'? That's how I feel about you. I wish it hadn't taken this many lives to find you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *nudges gently*
*frowns slightly*
You have the right to say whatever you want about him. About me too, if that's the case.
*kisses her cheek*
His penis is small. Don't say anything about it to Margot, she'll fling herself off of a skyscraper.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Yeah. Considering.
*smirks, prods*
The only man I'm sharing you with for now is Wilson.
*swats at*
Stop insulting his manhood. It's like you're insulting my taste. And I like to think I made one or two good choices.
*pouts playfully*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *wraps arms around her waist, pulls close*
Don't forget Winter, babe. Though he may be headed to London soon? I'm not sure.
Thanks for talking to Margot. Now, just get Callum to give me Maggie back, and I'll be really impressed.
*flicks her nose*
You, me, Wilson and our zoo.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Bring it on over here.
*pats lap*
El's gone? Are you sad?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
Your ass is the only one I'm interested in.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
I'm out on the back patio day drinking.
Come join me?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
Don't worry, you won't be wearing it long... ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
I like the sound of that...
Come get a pastel sweater from my closet. I want to see you in one.
... Purely for research purposes.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
Wtf Soleil. Our kid isn't going to be a weirdo who can't swim.
I'll find a private pool, then.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
I already said goodbye this morning. I made her pancakes.
I'm going to get us memberships to a pool. So we can teach Wilson!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
I think we need a pool.
Elouise Orlav 06/15/17 I'm hewuh.
-mouth full of Teddy Grahams-
I wouldn't leave without saying goodbye. Jesus.
Elouise Orlav 06/15/17 Soleil
Naked snuggling, maybe.
B*tch hurry up. These bags are heavy.
Elouise Orlav 06/15/17 Soleil
Come say goodbye you lazy b*tch.
I can't tell if you're having sex. The ceiling is shaking down here.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 I'm not wasting time. It's never a waste of time if it's spent with you.
*kisses her neck*
I just love you, okay.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 I will always ask permission. I love you.
But we don't have to. Not if you don't want to.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Then just let me have my way with you, woman.
*kisses her temple*
No mind games. Just you and I, Soleil. I promise.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *massages as promised*
*because she's a f*ckboy*
I love your body and your mind.
But I can't f*ck your mind. Well, I can f*ck with it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 I'm just talking about all the things I'm going to do to you.
Take your shirt off... So I can massage you better.
*clears throat*
Boob massage.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil. I think you're capable of being quiet.
*nips at*
I'm just going to cop a feel...
*mutters something else under her breath*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 You moan. It's really not my fault that it always turns into sex.
*leans in, kisses her nose*
I believe they call it a massage with a happy ending. Just let it happen, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *sighs, straddles her hips*
Just a massage, then?
*innocent smile*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *wide eyes* Really? She's finally leaving?
*clears throat*
I mean... It's been a pleasure to host her.
*paws at*
I miss our little guy. But I'm glad he's not here right now, because I'm going to violate his mother.
*smirks right back*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *wide eyes*
Really? She's finally leaving?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 *glides into room, sets coffee and bagel on her bedside table*
*grabs her face, kisses the sh*t out of her*
Yes, I am sorry. I got carried away. I lied, as well. Broke a promise. I said I would be gentle.
Do you forgive me?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/15/17 Soleil
Sorry about last night... Hopefully this morning made up for it.
I'll be up with coffee and a bagel in a minute.
Don't move a muscle.

And I love you. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *brow still knit*
*nods silently*
*kisses roughly*
... Love you.
*mumbles, immediately goes to work*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 I don't care.
*pauses, leans in close*
*voice low and stern*
If you don't want it, I'll stop. But if you're not going to say no, I'm going to continue. But it's up to you, of course.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *blushes*
I know. You tell me all the time. Hold on.
*reaches for Soleil's phone to play music*
*furrows brow*
'Lesbian Lover', is it now?
*tosses phone aside, pushes her into mattress*
*so goddamn jealous*
F*ck gentle. She needs to see who you belong to.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *forlorn after being separated from boobs*
*looks at, mouth agape, confused as hell*
What? Yes. Boobs, please.
I love you too.
*pulls into breathtaking kiss*
Sorry. I get distracted by you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *rubs cheeks against them*
*definitely isn't listening*
I think it's my turn first.
*peers up at*
Is that okay?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *eyes go wide*
*stated with such wonderment*
*immediately nuzzles boobs with face*
Give me a minute. I'm admiring two national treasures, here.
... Two of the seven wonders of the world. F*ck.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Soleil
I'm a light sleeper. It's nothing INTENTIONALLY creepy.

Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Good.
*sifts through her hair, tugs*
Stay for a moment. I just wanna mack on you.
*lingering kiss*
Your lips are so f*cking soft. Just give me a minute.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Soleil
Four? I've heard more. I drew a tally on the wall one night.
Couldn't sleep, the walls were shaking.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *squints, trying to focus*
I'm serious. Soleil. I'm...
I'm going to be gentle. I swear.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Soleil
Yes. Constantly. I KNOW.
I hear. Or I see. Or both. Blegh.
But I am happy for you. You know that. I've said as much.
Not that you've let my presence disrupt your very ACTIVE sex life.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *whines*
Don't take too long.
I want to love on you, too.
*small grin*
Gently, though.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Soleil
Two times too many. You're supposed to be a LESBIAN.
I'll stop texting you. I found ice cream in the kitchen.
I don't even know which surfaces are safe to touch. I just wear gloves now.
You two f*ck around here like it's a frat house.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Soleil
Winter isn't naked around me.
And when he *is* naked, I know he isn't on his way to f*ck you.
...ew. Except when he is. EW.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *blinks innocently*
For what it's worth, I was genuine about you getting your ice cream first.
*nudges with nose*
You're sexy, okay? I'm hooked. I need you, constantly.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Soleil
Yeah? What do you call earlier today? I came downstairs to get Pirates booty. You didn't have a shirt on, she didn't have pants. Like, JFC.

Not to mention your wife passed me in the hallway, naked as the day she was born.
What I witnessed was what one might describe as 'beautiful'. If it wasn't so f*cking pornographic. Jesus.
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Lesbian Lover
Gross. But no.
I'm tired of seeing both of your vaginas loose as dogs in a goddamn park.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 We'll worry about the mess tomorrow.
*kisses again*
Elouise Orlav 06/14/17 Lesbian Lover
I'm leaving tomorrow.
Before I'm trapped in your home until I give birth. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *increases level of distraction*
*keeps nipping at her neck*
You know what I want. C'mon, babe.
*lowers voice, whispers something in her ear*
*pulls back and winks*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *squeaks*
Okay, it wasn't stupid. I'm sorry.
*wiggles out of sweatshirt*
Can you be angry while naked? I have plans.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *nudges impatiently*
Your ice cream is going to melt. And now I have a real craving.
*reaches around, cops a quick feel*
Ridiculous is an understatement. But don't say stupid things. My love transcends times. And outweighs yours.
*smirks, prods teasingly*
Good thing you're pretty, huh?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 I panic when I wake up and you're not there.
*trails kisses along her jaw*
You know how I feel when I'm not beside you. I worry.
*interrupts with drawn out, gentle kiss*
You couldn't possibly love me more. Don't be ridiculous.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *tugs at collar, coughs*
Uh... Huh.
*steps up behind, wraps around around her waist*
Ice cream sounds... Refreshing.
*nips at her neck*
Missed you.
*nuzzles affectionately*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *catches by the waist, drags back to the kitchen*
Okay. Fine. Ice cream. Waffle bowls.
*slips into laundry room, returns wearing Red Sox hoodie*
I hope you eat fast.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *narrows eyes*
Yeah? You can enjoy them some other time. Bedroom.
*points at the staircase*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *wanders into kitchen, very casually naked*
*slaps her ass*
No need to unpack, we're going upstairs.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Babe
I love you.
I'll be waiting. :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Edible Arrangement
😳 Yes please.
Hurry up. I'm hungry.
For you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Soleil
Any flavor is good.
I'll be using your naked body as a bowl, regardless. ;o
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Soleil
How long was I asleep?
Come back to bed. Bring water.
... Do all of that again.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *knits brow*
I'd say you leave me speechless, but you know that isn't true...
I'll stop talking now. Kiss first, though.
*leans in to kiss*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 I can't stop!
*so mushy*
Look at you. You're a vision, woman.
*starry eyed*
It's a good thing at this very moment. No interruptions.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *so soft*
*nuzzles affectionately*
You're so beautiful.
*reaches up to cup her cheeks*
I don't know that I'll be able to share well.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *rolls eyes*
*leans into kiss*
*smiles against her lips*
I love you, gorgeous girl.
*the most sincere*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *twitches*
No. No. Keep going. Please.
*paws at*
I just want you. Stop being a sh*t.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Bull sh*t.
*grumbles, shoves weakly*
Everyone knows who I belong to, Soleil. I just want to kiss on you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 Soleil!
*breath hitches*
... F*ck. Yes. Okay. Free rein. Please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *squeaks*
*wides eyes*
Hickeys? Really? I have a job. We've been over this.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *beams, practically tackles*
We'll count this as a team-building exercise.
You're so cute. I love you.
*kisses her nose*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *jumps up, throws wife over shoulder*
*runs upstairs, drops wife on bed*
Sorry. I got excited.
*clears throat*
It's still your show, so...
*scuffs floor with her foot*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *bats lashes*
*feigns innocence*
Upstairs? But Mrs. Whitaker, I'm a married woman!
*lowers voice*
... You meant sex, right?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/14/17 *pushes her down*
*kisses fervently*
You are what I've always wanted. Through every lifetime, Soleil, you are what has made so much anguish worth enduring. I love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 You're right. Think about how lucky we are. How lucky I am. Look at you.
*cups her cheeks, so mushy*
We're gonna be the perfect little family.
*wide eyes*
I'll get you one of those strollers so you can take him on runs with you. And I'll take him to mommy and me yoga!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *reaches for her hands*
We are. And this kid is so lucky to have you.
Because your love is the highest order, rank and kind.
*kisses her forehead*
And we have each other to lean on. We'll be fine.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *earnest smile*
Our son. Think you can handle that, babe?
*squeezes affectionately*
I've got the best partner for the job, that's for sure.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *clings to*
I'm firmly blaming Elouise!
*nestles up against*
Speaking of... We agreed, right? No extra hands with Wilson?
*not discreet*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *twitches and wheezes simultaneously*
*robotic nodding*
All of those places. Yes, please.
*tries to keep kissing*
I love your lips. I love everything they do. Even when they say things I don't want to hear. Like... That we're out of popcorn.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *wide eyes*
I'd say... That's kind of hot.
*grabs collar of her shirt, pulls in*
I miss the things you do to my body. Remind me sometime soon?
*steals a lingering kiss*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *places back of hand to forehead, throws head back dramatically*
Oh, God, I've married a criminal!
*cackles, grabs a few more grahams*
If you're a criminal, what does that make me? An associate? An accomplice? Or... Just a warm body?
*waggles brows*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *touched by almost-compliment*
*leans in, kisses all over*
... Not anymore? Fancy yourself a reformed, former bad ass, Mrs. Whitaker?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *snickers*
And I'm Piper because... I'm the convert?
*kisses, grins against her lips*
You're way hotter than Alex.
My 'OG lesbian'. Thankfully, you're not a money launderer.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *frowns, leans in to place gentle kisses against her neck*
I'm done taking charge for a while. I like your neck, sans hickeys.
*narrows eyes*
I do not. Ass.
*swats at*
You're my Big Boo. Am I your Little Boo?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *steals Teddy Graham, munches happily*
If we were in prison, which one of us would be the b*tch?
Me, right? Probably me.
*wipes crumbs from her cheek*
I'd throw my pie for you, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 Yeah. Just...
*squirms out of hold, wanders off*
*returns in Bruins t-shirt with Luna and Teddy Grahams*
... For my cuddle bear.
*beams, snuggles back in*
I hate Piper. She's not even likable. Was that the point?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *tilts head back, kisses her jaw*
Hey. Same here, babe.
*small grin*
I love you more than I love your boobs. You are what makes me feel better.
*still going to snuggle her boobs though*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 Oh, good. I like that your gentle. Do I need to be more gentle?
*wide eyes*
*big, lazy grin*
Not grumpy. Very happy. I love you.
Claire Cross 06/13/17 Kiddo
He send to tell my phone what to do, but it's not listening to me. It keeps trying to call someone named Sheri.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *laughs softly*
Yeah, I know.
*clears throat*
You're welcome to... Reciprocate, any time. If that's what you want.
*pulls into more fervent kiss*
I'll just have to nurse you back to health. Muffins?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 I do trust you.
*kisses her forehead*
If you ever do want to go to a therapist, I'll go. I'll be there, for whatever you need. For whatever I can't provide.
*pulls closer*
I didn't mean to... Leave such a mark. Sorry.
*sheepish grin*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 Soleil.
*sees wife is so pathetic*
Of course I'll always love you. Don't be ridiculous.
*scoops her up, carries over to the living room*
*drops on couch, snuggles up next to*
I'm sorry I made you think that I didn't. I felt... Threatened.
*combs through her hair idly*
I want you to feel safe and loved with me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 Soleil, I don't know that it is something I ever wish to discuss.
*frowns, cups her chin*
You didn't. I got carried away.
*pulls into gentle kiss*
Just... Look at the list, do a bit of research. Perhaps, you'll understand why it is so important to me to protect you. Okay?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *rolls eyes, slips arms around pathetic wife*
It's... The list. Just look at it.
*leans in, nudges hickeys with her nose*
Sad, kicked puppy. I forgot about the bruises.
*so smug, then looks back to the paper*
I'm not ready to talk about it. But that's... Almost everyone.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *wanders downstairs*
*quietly eats pancakes*
Soleil, stop looking like a lost puppy.
*pads over, kisses her cheek*
*slips piece of paper into her hand*
Please just... Use that wisely.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 It's fine.
*places gentle kiss against her lips*
*pent up as hell though*
I'm going to treat you like a piece of meat, but know I do it with the utmost love and respect, Soleil.
*one last sweet kiss*
Don't scream too loud. Margot's sleeping.
*crooked grin*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *lidded, piercing gaze*
We don't need a therapist. Anything that is wrong, I can fix. That's my job.
*more hurt than angry*
I don't hate you. I hate what you said.
*tugs against her hold*
Let go. I have work to do, here.
*still brooding, but no longer p*ssed off*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *eyes flare open at the mention of 'therapist'*
*so isn't going to let this go*
*definitely more aggressive because of it*
Later. Definitely.
*scowls, rips off her pants*
You can f*cking bet on that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 *pushes over, climbs on top of*
*trails kisses up her neck*
Normally, I'd be groaning, but... I'd say we're even, now.
*nips at her jaw*
It would probably be best if we occupied our mouths by other means, no?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 It's not just in words. It's the way your heartbeat is the only thing that lulls me to sleep. The sweet little kisses you wake me up with on the rare occasion you're up before me. The way your hand finds mine over the transmission when we're driving. It's the little actions that reaffirm the universal truth, Soleil.
*guides her back towards the bed*
It's the way you look at me, when you think I don't notice. The little blushes and smiles... Love is in everything you do. To be loved is one thing. But to be cherished... You have given a whole new meaning to the word.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/13/17 Hey. I know you love me. I know you do, and just how much.
I know it's not just about sex. Soleil. I know that.
*frown deepens*
I didn't mean to ruin your tender moment. Do you still want to...?
*squeezes affectionately*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 You're not overreacting. Come here.
*gets up, slips arms around*
Kiss please, baby.
*kisses slowly*
I only want you, too. No outfits, gimmicks, or inappropriately timed jokes. I'm sorry.
*presses their foreheads together*
Love me, please?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *wide eyed*
Soleil, come on, I was just kidding around.
*intense pouting, gloomy as hell*
I want you. Hydrate after. Wife time is important, right? I undervalued it. Let me make it right.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 They weren't that bad...
*so wounded*
*and then so mushy*
C'mere. I want to love on you all night long.
You're the Captain of my heart.
*just can't help herself*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *blank stare*
What? You're serious?
*gets all panicky*
You're so vulnerable when you sleep. I can't leave you. Soleil. I'm sorry. Just. C'mon.
*reaches for*
I'll just stop talking. Put on the Captain's hat. Please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *squeaks*
Okay. I'm sorry.
Don't throw me in the brig. Or overboard.
*wide eyes*
You can feel free to push me overboard. As much as you'd like.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Babe. I'm sorry!
At least I didn't make the same remarks about my name and the ship, right? Because I thought you were gonna walk right out, last night.
*decides to keep it going*
... All hands on deck.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *beams*
To the bedroom!
*steals a kiss*
... Should I put on the lacy bra and white shirt, too? Or are we expediting this voyage?
*blank stare*
... I can't believe I said that. Divorce me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *nods mechanically*
Whatever you say.
C'mon. I might even wear the Captain's hat for you.
*smirks, winks*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 I know. Your love is my constant motivation, wife of mine.
*sincere smile, slides hands over hers*
Let's go upstairs. I prefer not to scar our dogs for life.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *flips over, straddles her hips*
On the contrary.
*takes shirt off, tosses aside*
There is nap-time, after he goes to sleep, when Aunt Margot takes him out to the park...
*ensnares in kiss*
But, you're right. Not the thing to be focusing on when I'm on top of you, Soleil Whitaker.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Thank you.
*looks up at, swallows harshly*
For the record... You have my total consent to continue that.
*pulls into another gentle kiss*
No more pouting. Too focused on your lips. So soft... I love them. I love you. I love your boobs. Take your shirt off? Shirt off.
*whirlwind of f*ckboy thoughts all at once*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *groans, shoves meekly*
Do it, but know I don't agree.
And I'm not putting out if you do.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 I know we don't tolerate her. But I'm serious, Soleil. We aren't a charity.
... And we're allowed to sit around in our underwear. We own the damn place.
*kisses chin*
The baby bird needs to leave the nest. Mostly so that I can take advantage of you whenever I want, without fear of her walking in. And, she keeps eating my snacks.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *grunts*
She can still pay rent. You're not footing the bill for her to sit around in her underwear and watch Netflix.
*furrows brow*
We've put her up long enough. Margot's thirty years old. She can handle it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *blank stare*
No. That freeloading b*tch pays rent.
*kisses Luna's head*
You're too nice to Margot. She's a grown ass woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *squints*
I mean... The extra hands would be nice, right?
*clears throat*
But I think, at least at first, we need to learn not to be dependent upon her.
So... We can at least ask her to move into your apartment?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Hopefully the dogs don't get too jealous of him...
*at the mention of dogs, Luna and Fish attack*
It might be useful to let Margot know, huh? But not anyone else... I just want it to be family.
So, Winter, too.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *visibly deflates*
Oh. Alright.
*reafirms with another kiss*
I think about an entire lifetime... Only spent kissing you.
*earnest smile*
You're going to be such a good mom. Do you know that?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *heart clenches*
What do you mean, you didn't have time? Did I rush you? Am I rushing you?
*peers at searchingly*
I never want you to feel like you have to do something in order to make me happy. Okay?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *wide eyes*
*cups her chin, pecks her lips affectionately*
Don't dwell on the self doubt of your past. So long as you have me... Everythig you want, the things you never thought you had, they're all yours to have. Especially a family.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *strokes her back soothingly*
There will always be plenty of time for wife time. I promise.
*kisses her hair*
You won't be neglected. Not my me, not ever.
*scrunches face*
We're calling him Wilson. Eric is a horrible name for a toddler.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *sneaks in a kiss*
You won't say that once you go to heaven, wife of mine.
*hums happily*
Weird to think we're going to have an extra body soon, huh?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Of course you are.
*locks in her hold*
Yeah, just... Let me hold you for a second.
*content sigh*
I don't like when you go out alone. I'm afraid robbers and vagabonds are going to steal you. Or the gypsies.
*squeezes harder*
Okay. Fuzzy blanket, cats, dogs, and most importantly, you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *squirms*
*wraps legs around*
Carry me to the couch?
*bats lashes at*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 I love my mushy, squishy wife.
*kisses all over*
We can snuggle with the animals. So long as I can kiss on you the whole time.
*kisses her nose*
Your lips are perfect.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Stop.
*swats lightly*
You're supposed to be the unemotional one, babe. C'mon.
*sniffles a little*
I'm going to eat my croissant, and then I just want to snuggle with you all day, and give you forehead kisses. Can we do that?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 You deserve me. You deserve more than me. But I'm what you've got.
*squeezes affectionately*
You're the only one who knows how to handle me anyways.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *squeaks*
Yeah? I just thought...
*clears throat*
You deserved it. You know that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *nods exuberantly*
I'm fine! I'm fine. I just get... Panicky when you're away.
*such an understatement*
The croissant looks delicious.
... So do you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 *slams knees into counter trying to stand up*
*so spastic*
*pulls into hug*
Slept great, yoga was good, finished a lot of work while you were sleeping.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
Kitchen! I put some settings out for us. 😍
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
No one else had best have the same craving I do. 😡
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
Hurry home. I'm snuggling Luna and she's disgruntled.

I'm wearing your Bruin's t-shirt.
... And nothing else. 😘
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
Don't turn around, babe. I'm just crying because you're so sweet and I love you, and I don't know why I deserve you.
I really do love you, Soleil Whitaker. Forever.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
I love you too.
Now I'm emotional.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
Tea, then. And croissant, please.
Of course you can take the Mustang out.
But hurry up. I'm having a particularly bad craving for my wife...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
That sounds divine.
But you don't need to go out of your way.
However, it would give me time to finish this and give you the attention you deserve.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
I think you already know the answer, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
I'm trying to work... 😳
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/12/17 Soleil
I'm assuming you liked the outfit?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 *sighs happily*
I love when you touch me.
*blinks slowly*
Part of me is worried you'll be too eager and just rip it off. You should learn to appreciate the outfits like I do.
... Take your time.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 *smirks, kisses her jaw*
Elouise is on the third floor... And Winter doesn't care.
*shrugs nonchalantly*
It's the kind of outfit you'll want me to keep on, I think.
*eyes over*
Maybe just a little bit of sinning?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 *almost objects to her verbatim*
*small sigh*
Well, we can sin, right now, or we can check out... And you can have as much fun as you want at home.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 You spoil me every day, Soleil. Just let me get this out of my system.
*hums, coy grin*
It's an outfit... That I think you'll enjoy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 *grins from ear to ear*
What if I said I had a surprise for you at home?
*kisses her nose*
I think you'll like it.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 *snuggles deathly tight*
I'm sorry. I just missed you terribly, woman.
*peppers with kisses*
... You're so beautiful. Look at you.
*so starry eyed and mushy*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/11/17 *crashes onto bed, tackles the sh*t out of*
*big, clingy baby*
How'd you sleep? Wake up. Soleil. Are you awake? I looooove you!
*such a puppy*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *small grin, presses her into the mattress*
*fervent, lingering kiss*
I love you too. More than you'll ever know.
*nips at her jaw*
Can I show you, now?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *snuggles close*
Me too.
*suddenly slips back, dabs intensely*
... But if you're going to be an idiot, it's my job to join you, right?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *finally relents*
*doesn't give wife a chance to catch her breath, kisses instead*
You're ridiculous. But you're mine, and I intend to show you just what that means.
*clears throat*
Take your clothes off.
Claire Cross 06/10/17 Kiddo
How do I send a location?? I don't know this bar.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *blank stare, almost can't believe that happened*
Are you f*cking...
You did.
You dabbed on me.
*cackles, flips over*
Soleil! You're such an idiot!
*tickles like crazy*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 I'm a fan of everything you do, babe. Do you worst. Please.
*pulls into kiss*
So long as your shirt comes off, I don't care what happens next.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 I did already. It's your turn. No more phones.
*takes her phone, tosses it aside*
*eyes over, smirks*
Are you asking me to... Teach you a lesson, Soleil Whitaker?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *still territorial as hell*
*pulls into rough kiss*
Good. Don't forget that. Because she may be pregnant, but I'll still kick her ass.
*pauses to grab a fry*
Stop texting Claire and pay attention to me, then. I'll teach you all about the pelvic thrust.
*wicked grin*
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
I can't discuss my sex life with you.
Jameson is private.
Suffice to say...THE BODY. BE. BANGIN'.
Claire Cross 06/10/17 Kiddo
Of course you can come with her. Oh my. You don't know who Elvis is?? He's the inventor of the pelvic thrust.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 I know you're glad. You've been enjoying that side of me this week more than ever before.
But you're mine, you sleep in my bed, snuggle with me, and Elouise is just going to have to come to terms with the fact that some things were only vaguely appropriate because you were single.
And you're very f*cking married, now. Got it?
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
My 9pm bedroom sex is FINE, thank you.
Claire Cross 06/10/17 Lessy Kiddo
Oh! She's your wife?? Come drink with me.
I don't know. Elvis took my money, so I've been texting my children to come visit me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *warm grin*
What about how jealous I'm going to be? Having to share you with our child... Not getting to just grab you and kiss you whenever I want.
*paws at, pouts*
I'm not good at sharing either, Soleil. But we'll just have to be jealous b*tches together, huh?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 Soleil. Oh my gosh.
*swats at*
Kids. I was talking about kids. Jeez.
Am I that sl*tty?
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
Never. Not ever.
That's what a bedroom is for, b*tch.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 We can stay as long as you'd like, wife of mine. I'm in no rush to share you.
*trails kisses against her neck*
Except... In one particular scenario.
*innocent smile*
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
Don't act bashful.
You certainly weren't when I walked in.
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
Yeah, a vaginal hold, maybe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 No divorce. You'll have to die and scatter the ashes to gain any distance from me, Soleil Whitaker.
*pushes fries aside, climbs on top of*
Just the one picture. See? Look at her and Fishboy snuggling!
*hands phone over*
Mhm. Tonight, tomorrow, the next day...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *blushes, smacks her with fry*
Yeah? She sounds like a great wife to endure such f*ckboyness.
*sneaks a fry, chews happily*
I made Margot FaceTime me the animals while you were out.
... Luna is so cute. I miss her.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *snickers, feeds fry*
You're so cute.
*feeds another*
Lucky for you, I got two orders. Mostly because I was very hungry, but also because there's only one woman I want to share them with.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 Soleil
... Eating french fries in bed.
C'mere, sweaty. I want a kiss.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 Soleil
Me wondering where you are like...
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
Rambo is a good name. F*ck you.
Better than whatever Connecticut-level white mf you two lesbos will pick. What're you going to name him? Christoper? YEAH.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *grabs by the waist, scoops up*
Yes, there's a jacuzzi. And, yes, I already filled it with bubbles.
We don't have to go home if you don't want to. Margot will make sure the animals don't starve.
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
B*tch, I know. I saw the nursery and asked Rhiannon about it.
Yes, still Rambo. Always Rambo.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 No. You're incorrect. You're...
You're everything. Now, get your cute butt up, and we can use the jacuzzi tub. Showers are for people with no other option, woman.
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
What? It's true.
I'm not ready to be a mother of 12.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 The view I have...
*eyes over, grinning*
Second to none.
*kisses all over again*
You're the most beautiful thing, inside and out. I adore you, love of mine. Worship, even.
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
Conventional birth control methods cannot stop Orlav sperm.
Elouise Orlav 06/10/17 Soleil
Hell no.
He's just going to try and get me pregnant again.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 Kiss, then.
*steals a kiss*
See? All the apology I need.
On the balcony. I liked that outfit, so I made sure I preserved it.
I had the best view in the house, though.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 I know the manner in which you wish to apologize... So, no.
*sticks tongue out*
Trust me, babe. Everyone knows who I belong to. There's no room for question.
*moves to snuggle up beside*
I did some yoga out on it this morning... Found your clothes in the process.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 *pulls back covers, hits her with pillow*
No, but I have a job, woman!
*gives up, smothers in kisses instead*
It's not like bruises last long on you.
So... Balcony wasn't a bad idea, was it?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/10/17 Soleil!
*crashes in bed, tackles wife*
*swats at*
I'm covered in hickeys. What's wrong with you?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 *glowers*
Don't tease me, then.
*gives in to wife's undeniable charm*
Okay. Yes. You, not a pillow. Now, I'd like to make our reservation on time, because I have a schedule. I want the sunset to hit you just the right way on the balcony.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 I'll cuddle with a pillow.
*grumpy now*
*releases her hand*
Come on. I'm hungry.
*mutters under breath*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Fine. We'll stay as long as you like. Today is about you.
Hotel later, then.
I'll probably just want to go to sleep once we get there.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 *twitches*
Yes, I'll be fine.
*clears throat*
Not touching... Oh. Oh.
*blank stare*
We don't need to loiter in the Met.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Stroke? If you keep making eyes at me, I might.
*small grin*
We have a lot to get through before we even touch the hotel room, Soleil Whitaker. Think you can keep it together long enough?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 *chokes on next words*
*so embarrassed*
Uh huh...
*shoots sidelong glance*
You'll find out tonight, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 *matter-of-fact tone*
God would not have invented the orgasm if He did not wish for you to experience it.
*shifty eyes*
Multiple times a day...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 I'm sorry! It's just... Word vomit with you.
*squeezes hand affectionately*
You're the reason I have to go to confessional. My thoughts are so impure.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Yeah? You can use your skills later, then.
*laughs right alongside her*
I guess I'll have some pasta, two. We can pick our two favorite dishes and split them.
*smirks at*
And then I'll split you.
*blank stare*
I'm sorry those words came out of my mouth.
Elouise Orlav 06/09/17 Soleil
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Take your time, babe. He'll be there for you when you're ready.
*steals another kiss*
*nudges her sides*
I can hear your stomach growling. Let's go eat, so I can gawk at you the whole time.
*caresses her cheek*
You're so beautiful.
Elouise Orlav 06/09/17 Soleil
I was frozen in fear.
...y'all weren't though.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 You're been praying?
*wide eyes*
... About me?
Oh my gosh. C'mere.
*stops, pulls into passionate kiss*
I thank God for you every day, morning and night, sometimes in between. And with a maybe baby on the way, I just want to spent every minute with you. You and I, gorgeous girl.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 I'm obsessed with you, Soleil Whitaker. Every moment with you is another day I look forward to.
*pulls over, kisses cheek*
Days like today? They're an extra treat. The opportunity to treat you to what you deserve? It makes me more than happy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 You're so precious.
*wheezes again*
Anything you want on the menu. The most expensive bottle of wine, too. I'm just excited to spend time with you, love of mine.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Babe.
*all emotional now*
Whatever makes you happy. You know that.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Yes, woman. Becco, Met. Balcony last. I promise.
*glances over at, all starry eyed*
Your favorite restaurant, favorite museum, and then your favorite...
I just love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Hey. You forgot something.
*plants Yankees hat on her head*
*pulls into kiss*
I'm so crazy about you, woman.
*beams, takes hand and drags out the door*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Wife AF
I packed that lacy red thing...
Bring the gym outfit? :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 You said you liked when I take charge. So I am.
*follows after*
*grabs waist, pulls close*
I'm excited to play hooky with you, babe.
*gentle kiss*
I'm determined to get you out of this house. No pre-game massages. Pack an overnight bag, and meet me downstairs.
*slaps ass, saunters off*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Just wait until after the massage. It'll be a yes.
*winks at, squeezes affectionately*
I fudging love you, too.
*paws at*
We can go check into the hotel whenever you're ready. Then, lunch. Met. Balcony sex. It'll be a great day!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Is that a 'no', to the balcony? It's private, mostly. But I'll still take you to the hotel. I booked the spa package.
*kisses nose*
Margot said she'd watch our zoo while I spoil my woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 *squeezes*
Becco, Met, and then I'm going to take you to a fancy hotel with a balcony and...
*clears throat*
I think you know what happens on the balcony.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 *wraps around, clings to*
You're so ridiculous. But I love it. And you.
*kisses forehead*
I'm taking you out today, love of mine.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Love of my Life
Luna loves her new mommies. :)
Coffee is fine, if that's what you made. I just want you next to me as quickly as possible. So does Luna!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/09/17 Love of my Life
I told work I had tetanus.
Come snuggle?
Elouise Orlav 06/09/17 Soleil
I can't. It's ingrained in my mind.
I close my eyes, and I see it.
I didn't know you could DO some of the things I witnessed. Jesus.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 I'll find you in every lifetime, love of mine.
The boys are probably wondering where we are... *huffs*
No need to take your time with this. I'll let you have tonight, too.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *lets out soft sigh*
I know.
*small smile*
Prove it anyway?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *deflates, nods slowly*
Please and thank you.
*kisses her jaw*
I'm so in love with you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *so serious*
No. I'm going to show you.
*switches positions*
It's still my show, Soleil Whitaker.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *squints*
Yeah, well... I was busy.
*clears throat*
*furrows brow, scowls*
It's because you're mine. And I'm not sharing.
*sheds clothes, pushes into shower*
And I'll prove it again, right now.
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
Well, she definitely didn't see me. Her head was...
Ew. We're never going to talk about this again.
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
Omfg. Gross.
Yes. All of those things. Please. I never want to see that again.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 Elouise? Of all people?
No. It's fine. I don't need anything. I just want to...
*blank stare, mutters*
Lobotomize myself.
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
I was kidding about was PRETTY pornographic, though. Jesus.
Soundproof, lock doors, etc.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *freezes*
*stutters and splutters, totally incoherent*
I'll be in my office.
You shower. I go. Okay.
*nods slowly*
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
I'm just saying. I only came inside because I thought someone was stabbing you...heard you from three houses down.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 -deflates-
Oh. Oh. Okay. Come on.
-takes her hand-
We need to check that Noah doesn't try to steal Luna when he gets picked up today.
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
Why? You're happy. You're having...evidently GREAT sex. Just maybe, like, PUT A SOCK ON THE FRONT DOOR.
Great boobs, by the way. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *so bewildered*
Shower or... Shower?
*wide eyes*
I can't tell what's code anymore.
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
... I know now every intimate detail of your and your wife's body, now. So she's the dominate one? LOL.
I always thought it'd be the other way around. But you looked happy. Well. You were screaming, but you still looked happy!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *wild Rhiannon appears, pulls into hug*
Hi. How was your run? I love you.
*kisses all over*
I missed you. The boys are in the pillow fort I made in Margot's room... I didn't have any other safe place to put them.
Elouise Orlav 06/08/17 Soleil
... Glad I didn't distract what you two were doing in the living room by coming back from lunch with Winter.
EW. ...but also wow. Good for you. OMG.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 Soleil
... Wearing short shorts? Ugh. I love you.
Luna is LOVING the boys, and they're enjoying pancakes and Sesame Street while we wait for our favorite girl. :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 Soleil
Pillow fort is ready for you!
Snuggle puddle just needs you to be complete.
Still love me after yesterday?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *wheezes*
No more talking.
*ensnares in kiss*
Bite a pillow, or something. Then Nancy won't get PTSD while she's trying to sleep.
*biggest f*ckboy ever*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *frowns, blinks*
Yes. It would not have been honest to say you had injured yourself, so, rather than give her cause to worry, I told her the truth. And knowing you are not only perfectly healthy, but so is your sex life, she knows not to ask in the future.
Did I do something wrong? I was only telling the truth.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/08/17 *triumphant smirk*
*kisses her tomato face*
I told her the truth. Why should I lie? I keep my woman more than satisfied. I don't care who knows it.
*nips at*
If you're done being bashful, I'd like to get on with our regularly scheduled program of events.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Yeah, when I went to go walk Fishboy and Luna, and Nancy asked if you were alright. Said she'd never heard moaning like that before...
*wicked grin*
Guess you were pretty loud this time, gorgeous girl. I'm almost dead set on seeing if I can get you louder than before. However tempting... There are sleeping children under this roof, now. Shame.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *wide eyes, almost disbelieving*
*pulls off shirt, tosses aside*
Sure, babe. Anything for you.
*kisses all over*
Just don't be so loud, this time. The neighbor asked if you'd fallen down the stairs.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 ... I missed you.
*jumps out of bed, grabs wife*
*fervent kiss, tackles onto bed*
How was that nap? Well earned, obviously.
*winks at*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *raises brow*
I'm surprised you have any energy left.
*grins, ascends staircase*
*puts Rigsby in crib, bum rushes to bedroom*
Baaabe, hurry up!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *nuzzles*
I try my best. C'mon, babe, Rigsby's already dozing. We'll have plenty of fun with them tomorrow before Lloyd picks them up.
*wraps free arm around*
Once I bleach the living room, we can have an all morning snuggle puddle. Sound good?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Fine. 30 minutes of snuggle puddle, and then I get what I want.
*throws in an idle comment about velociraptors*
You know I love you, right?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 They're more comfortable than pillows. And you smell nice.
No, the carpets should match the drapes.
*pauses, blank stare*
I've now realized the gravity of my last remark.
*so red*
Yes. The counters. Mhm. Why don't we give the boys a snack and put them to bed?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
I'll come downstairs, but I get to sleep in your boobs tonight.

*comes in, scoops up Rigsby, kisses wife on the cheek*
Sorry I took so long...
I'll bleach every surface in here tomorrow. Just to be safe, we're throwing out the rug.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 TLF
I do as I damn well please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
I got distracted thinking about you...

Still distracted.

Wish you were still naked.

I'll be down in a minute.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
Taking a cold shower. ;)
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 TLF
You should know better by now.
They're already on the front porch.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
Damn right I knocked you out. But I'm the only one allowed to see your boobs, so of course I covered you up. I'd never leave you exposed, babe.
Boys?! Oh my gosh. I'll get the fidget spinners.
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Tiny Lesbian Friend
Can you babysit tonight?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *trying so hard not to laugh*
Okay. You don't have to beg.
*leans over, whispers into her ear*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *smirks, decides to turn the tables*
Tell me what you want, beautiful.
*nips at her neck*
I would save your impatience. I plan on taking my time with you, Soleil Whitaker.
*such a little sh*t*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *raises a brow*
Really, now?
*flips over, ends up tackling on the floor*
You're okay with giving up control for a little while?
Because I've got plans for you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *lengthens the kiss*
Oh? Need me to woman-handle you a little bit?
Because I can. I will.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *tries to shrug*
Maybe I've switched it up a little bit...
*bats lashes at*
But I still just want to make sweet, tender love to you.
Kiss, first?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *squeaks*
I said you're better. And you're the best.
*nods slowly*
You know what you're doing with your mouth too, trust me.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Oh, good. I don't want to, either.
*toothy grin*
There's nothing I want to do more than you.
*paws at*
Way better than a teenage boy. You're the best. At all of it.
*nods assuredly*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *snickers, pulls into kiss*
Your maternal instinct does it for me, babe.
Think we'll ever get past the horny teenager phase?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Stay here.
*scoops up Luna, runs off*
*returns, already shedding clothes*
Winter and Elouise are out, right?
*climbs on top of*
... I don't care if they're home.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *smothers in kisses*
I'll never get tired of you.
*paws at*
Maybe we can make a cozy little bed for Luna, and then I can get you in our cozy little bed?
*waggles brows*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *snickers*
That's exactly why I wanted her to have that name.
*kisses her cheek*
You're so corny, babe. Jeez.
*nuzzles wife and dog*
I love her already. We're keeping her, right?
*big doe eyes*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 I don't know...
*ruffles Luna*
This little girl is pretty fudging cute. Sure you don't like her more?
*grins, kisses Soleil's neck*
I could get used to couch naps with our Luna.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *kisses wife's cheek, then Luna's*
I'd deal with anything for you. Even that...
Interesting best friend of yours.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Margot loves animals! It's people she's bad with.
I think she's been getting along with Winter, but Elouise might be a little... Over the top for her taste. Margot's boring. That's why she has sex with Callum.
Did I say that out loud?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Puppy cuddle time!
*snuggles up next to*
... Wife time in a little bit, though?
*bats lashes at*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Attachment is good. Become very attached.
*shakes head*
No, Fish can be zen. He does yoga with me, after all. He knows how to behave.
*reaches over, strokes Luna's head*
Maybe give her a little while, though? Tonight, when he's not so high energy.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *grins over at pathetic wife*
*pauses to blow dry Luna*
Look at cute and fluffy she is! Oh my gosh. Her paws are so little. And her nose! Look at her little nose!
*such a wreck*
Who would abandon this little cutie?!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Don't let her hear you say that! She's sensitive!
*pats Luna's head*
... Yes. Blow dryer. I don't want our new baby to be self-conscious.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Mhm. I'll wipe off the counters.
*slaps her ass*
We're a good team, y'know.
*beams, saunters off*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 *serious heart eyes*
Okay. I love you too.
*kisses fervently*
... We need to hurry up and feed this little gal.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 ... It's cute.
Fine. Whisky. Whatever.
Come on, Whisky, let's get some kibble.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 We shouldn't name her if we're not going to...
*looks at wife, wide eyed*
Keep her? Are we?
*wraps dog in towel, scoops up*
Luna? Can we name her Luna? Please?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 I was making the tail end of my run when I found her eating trash.
I couldn't leave her. And she didn't have a collar or tags, so...
*takes hose, rinses off pathetic pupper*
I'll make her a steak!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 So I can scrub the tub clean? No thank you.
*sets matted floof down*
*coats in shampoo*
Oh my gosh. She's coated in dirt. Poor baby.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Hey!
*has pathetic ball of mangy fluff*
Don't worry. You'll make it up to me later.
*so serious*
Okay. Bath time. She needs a little love.
*pauses, squints*
And then we'll find out if it's actually a girl.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
Later. That's a promise. 😏
Dog and wife inbound! She's so gross. We'll wash her in the yard. Grab some shampoo?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
Hopefully a kiss for me somewhere in there.
I don't want a dry spell. I want to bend you ov-
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
Yes. I could have framed that formative text better.
We can decide what to do with her together. But right now she needs some love. And you're the best at that. 😌❤️
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
She was dirty and abandoned in Central Park. I did not set out today to adopt a dog, Soleil. I'll be home in a few minutes. She needs a bath and some food.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
I wouldn't have to if you didn't issue ridiculous ultimatums. Dog stays. Car stays. You can be a little more open-minded.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
You're not returning the car. And I'm not returning this poor dog.
And if you force me to do either, you're going to endure a dry spell so intense, you'll go insane.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/07/17 Soleil
I just rescued a dog.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *matches her smirk*
Making love to you is like reaching the divine, Soleil.
*scoops up, carries to bedroom*
And for such impeccable manners... I'll make this a religious experience for you, as well.
*so suave*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *mutters under her breath about her parents still being tw*ts*
You and I, babe. Always.
*pecks nose*
I can take you to church right now, if you'd like.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 Yeah? Well your parents were also tw*ts.
If you want to go to mass, we can. But there are plenty of other, potentially more open communities to be joined.
*pulls into gentle kiss*
Maybe we can make new, better traditions? Together?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 Stop that.
*grabs her hands, kisses her knuckles*
It is a good thing, but only if you want it.
*peppers with kisses*
Maybe a venue less... Conservative than a Catholic church? Any denomination, really. Whatever you'd like.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *folds arms across chest*
Uh... Huh.
*slight frown*
God gave me to you, and you still do not trust Him?
*clears throat*
His intentions, His plans, they may not always make sense. But everything is with reason. All that you have endured has led you to be the person you are now, created in His image.
*pauses, softens*
I'm sorry. You're right. In your own time.
*opens arms, beckons back in*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 That's not what I meant.
*shakes head*
I think...
*brow creases*
I think it's very uncomplicated, Soleil.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *pulls back some*
Are you saying you're not sure God is real?
*slow blinks*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *clears throat*
Well... There is a God. Obviously.
*gestures at self*
But I would be more than happy to reintroduce you. Whatever you're comfortable with, of course. As frequently, or infrequently as you desire. Your faith is your own path. I don't want you to feel forced on my account.
Caitlyn Darrow 06/06/17 *squeak, squeak*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *squints*
I guess we're gonna have to get a small bus. ... For all of the babies. You can drive that one.
You want to come to mass? With me? Really?
*kisses silly*
No takesies backsies.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *can't stop smiling*
Me neither. You're it, babe. There's nobody else but you.
*prods gently*
Besides the 12 babies we'll have.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 How come you're stating facts, but mine is only opinion-based?
*immediately perks back up*
There's no such thing as overly affectionate. And we're not gross. We're f*cking fantastic. C'mere.
*slow kiss*
I'm obsessed with you. I don't care what anyone else thinks. Unless you're complaining?
*goofy grin*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 You're pretty biased as well, wife.
*shallow breath*
I'm so crazy in love with you, too.
*so shy*
... A lot.
Caitlyn Darrow 06/06/17 *Squeakiness intensifies*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *wraps limbs around*
*pulls in close*
You're ridiculously gorgeous.
*small smirk*
Every inch of you, from head to toe... Perfect.
Caitlyn Darrow 06/06/17 *squeaky toy sounds*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *blinks slowly*
You want... Sure.
*nods slowly*
Kiss first?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *wide eyes*
... Okay.
*hops on the desk*
I'll do whatever you say. You know that.
*reaches for*
Let me love on you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 Good. They can watch. Get a few useful tips.
*mouth goes dry*
*more robotic nodding*
Yes please.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *clamors out of car, scoops wife up*
Still my show!
*smothers in kisses*
*... gets too distracted by kissing, sets down*
Bedroom. Right. Come on.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *robotic nodding*
Yes please.
*feverish kiss*
... More space, anyways.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 *squeaks*
Roy Woods? Okay...
*eskimo kiss*
You have to let me get behind the wheel, though.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 ... Yes.
*climbs into her seat*
And I've been waiting patiently for you to wake up.
*waggles brows*
SoMo? Or someone else? Either way, you already know...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 Soleil
Skip the clothes.
They're just going to get in my way. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 Soleil
Only since like... 5am.
Hurry up. We're gonna park it at an overlook and I'm gonna seduce you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/06/17 Forever Love
Meet me in the Mustang.
I have a few more ways to say thank you. ;)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 *total heart eyes*
I missed you too.
*small grin*
C'mon. I'm going to play Peter Gabriel and make slow, sweet love to you in the backseat of this car like we're horny teenagers.
*one more kiss*
Think you can handle that?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 *so excited*
*snatches keys*
*pauses, pulls into lingering kiss*
You're too good to me, Soleil Whitaker.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 *dismissive hand wave*
Loving you is easier than breathing.
*so mushy*
So... About christening that backseat?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 *cackles*
Why didn't you? That would have been hilarious!
That's a big promise to make, love of mine...
But I promise. You first, always.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 Babe.
*starts to tear up*
You didn't. Did you?
I love you.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 *barrels down the stairs*
*so bewildered and confused*
What did you do?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 Soleil
I'm feeling frisky.
You want to give the neighbor's a show?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 Love of My Life
What?? I'll go look!
Where are you? I wanna make out with your face. Cop a feel. Make you feel like a piece of meat. 😉
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/05/17 Wife of Mine
You drive me crazy.
I. Love. You. ❤️
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Shameless for you? Absolutely.
*toothy grin*
You wanna kiss on me? Okay.
*lingering kiss*
I'll make you dizzy, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 *vaguely distracted by wife's bangin bod*
*diverts gaze back to hers*
Yes. Your forever. It belongs to me, now.
*looms over*
Think you can deal with that?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 I expect nothing less than your forever, then.
*small grin*
Shirt off? Since we're having bedtime snuggles?
*blinks innocently*
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 *shrugs*
They're my best friends.
*kisses her jaw*
Seriously, boobs or no boobs. I am blessed to be yours forevermore.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 *starts to get all snuggly*
*pauses, scowls*
Gross. Don't mention him. Not during wife time.
*in the perfect position to smother her in kisses*
I'm the lucky one. A lifetime of mornings spent waking up beside you?
*blinks slowly*
And your boobs. They're great too.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 I'll take any excuse to spoil you... Cuddle Bear.
*snickers, kisses*
I love you just as much. Maybe a little more. And I'm giddy at the thought of just sleeping beside you tonight.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 I just love you, okay?
*so bashful*
*nuzzles, pulls in tight*
I made the attempt, at least. Does that still count?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Soleil
Teddy grahams.
For my snuggle bear.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Soleil
Elouise ate your teddy grahams. Sorry babe.
Hurry up.
... I'm naked.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Soleil
Just finished up some work.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Soleil
Take your shirt off and I'm not responsible for what happens next.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Soleil
Okay! Let me put on the shortest shorts we own.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 I do have to say...
*big grin*
One perk of Snapchat? I know you screenshotted that picture, gorgeous girl.
*presses kiss to her neck*
But I love you... So I'll only punish you a little.
Elisa Stratten 06/04/17 They quickly reach the door and Elisa reaches for the handle. She can already smell the coffee beans, as she inhales deeply and momentarily closes her eyes. The small blonde steps out of the way to hold the door open for Soleil. All her time in customer service had certainly taught her a thing or two about manners.

"Zack is my husband...we just haven't gotten around to renewing our vows in light of recent events."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 I'll change it, okay? Don't worry.
*smirks, always love the jealous*
It's not like your username is anything to write home about. Think you were being witty?
*crawls on top of, kisses jaw*
It definitely is. But I'll let you win this one. Over, and over, and over again...
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 *fumbles with phone*
Wh-... Hi.
*blinks up at, all bewildered*
Just in case you thought I wanted to socialize via that application. I do not. It's strictly for nudes.
*clears throat, beckons over*
C'mere, then. Let me sex you down, love of mine.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 New Snapchat Request
str1tly4nudes would like to add you as a friend! 1 pending Snap.

Hope you liked the name. And the picture...
I would be more than happy to confirm sexing you down is a thing.
Winter Summers 06/04/17 Soleil
Of course I'll stay longer! We haven't nearly stayed long enough!
Indeed! I couldn't exactly tell you how long they have been dating but he's a good man.
Alright but I am number two right?(lie to me if necessary) :p
Nothing really interesting if I am being honest with you.
What about you?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Most Sexy
I'm downloading Snapchat as we speak.
I'll come downstairs, just understand where ever you are is precisely where I'm sexing you down, woman.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Most Beautiful
I'm learning. I swear. Still, no Snapchat. It's a gateway.

Most... Everything
Come upstairs. Now. Soleil.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Most Beautiful
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Most Beautiful
I thought you were out with Elouise.
Aren't you still with her?
So you're not going to send nudes?
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Most Beautiful
Send nudes. ;)

Most Beautiful
Kidding. Unless...
Unless you want to. (?)
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/04/17 Rhiannon withdraws some, brow knitting as she shakes her head. Mortal minds. So... Simple. "You clearly don't understand." There's a hint of frustration in her tone, yet her patience endures. "To understand, you would have to see the importance within yourself, Soleil." She reaches over, her palm settling above Soleil's heart. "How deserving of love you are, and how your will so readily commands me. I am yours, in body, and in spirit. To love you, and to keep you safe from harm."

A short huff escapes parted lips. "Look me in the eyes, Soleil Whitaker. And understand this is no small thing. I am your angel. There is no... No grand feat. You need not be a human of great importance to many." She falters, losing her breath some as emotions threaten to invade. "For you are of perfect importance to me."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 Rhiannon reaches for the champagne, taking a swig before setting the bottle aside entirely. She's rising and moving, turning to face Soleil. There's an unadulterated level of elation that fills her spirit, an electric sense of happiness that spreads from her fingers to her toes as her fingers tangle themselves into damp blonde tresses, pulling her wife into a kiss, which length and capacity for affection leaves even Rhiannon breathless afterwards. "No," she shakes her head, caramel eyes wide in awe.

"You don't get it, Soleil. It's you." She restates, giddy as she leans in for another enthusiastic kiss. "I was meant for you. To protect you, to love you, to guard you from harm. Do you understand, now? It's... It's you."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 Her breathing even and low, a hum peeps out of her throat, a cat-got-mouse grin plastered to her face. She lifts the champagne, offering it back to her wife, head tilting back to press a kiss against her neck. "I love you more." The same grin remains, only expanding as her teeth nip playfully at the spot she had kissed only moments before.

"I don't need to look further than you to have all of my blessings counted." The remark is earnest, innocent in nature. "You make life worth living, Soleil. I would be without purpose if I didn't have you." The angel pauses, turning some then to look at Soleil, realization dawning upon her. Such a heavy revelation, in fact, that she feels almost winded by the discovery. "You're it." The true meaning of her statement, however, may not be apparent to her wife.
Winter Summers 06/03/17 Soleil
I am glad to be home, sadly I'm going to have to leave again gotta head to London after this visit.
See my sister and her boytoy.
My heart would be broken if it wasn't Rhiannon who beat me.
That being said I still may challenge her to a snuggle war.
We are doing alright!
Winter Summers 06/03/17 Soleil
I love you
Just in case you forgot would have hunted you down but I'm in bed.
So comfortable!
That being said my door is open to some wonderful snuggles.
Elouise says I give the best snuggles!
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 "You can kiss me all you'd like once you're in the tub." She flashes a grin, hopping out of bed before Soleil could react. "I'll start the bath and go put the champagne on ice." She's smirking, slipping into a robe and prancing away without another word.

And of course, she is running around the house (as quietly as possible). And before long, she's wobbling back into their room, opened bottle of champagne in hand. "We'll just drink it from bottle." She smirks, shedding her robe and climbing into the hot water, happily entangling herself with her wife. "Miss me?"
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 "I can't wait to go -" she cuts off mid-sentence, so appalled with the corniness of her wife's remark she isn't sure how else to react. "Soleil." She chastises, eyes wide in disbelief. "No." She squirms, as if to get out from under her wife and leave, but instead she flips them both over, a smug grin on her lips surviving only a few seconds before they're assaulting hers. "You'd be the most gorgeous thing. Hands down."

Though reluctant to get out of bed, she's aware none of these marvelous plans will come to fruition until one of them budges. "I'll go grab some champagne... Soak in the tub with me before we have to start our day?"
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 "Sounds like music to my ears, babe." She replies, capturing Soleil in an Eskimo kiss the evolves into another enraptured kiss. "I'll leave a few suggestions for things to do with Winter. But yes, wife time." She's grinning stupidly, a content noise rumbling in her throat. "I'll make Elouise steak for dinner. She won't be able to complain, for once."

Lifting her hands up, she caresses Soleil's cheeks, never more happy than to be able to gawk at the women she loved so. "I could look at you all day. I mean that."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 "Not too mad I woke you up?" She inquires in a quiet tone, arms encircling the women whose body now pressed her into the mattress. She already knows the answer, but in her classic manner, the angel never wishes to be obtrusive. Content beyond measure, she reaches for another kiss. "I've lived a thousand different lives. Nothing compares to this."

Her honesty is unmasked, the sincerity clear in the caramel eyes her wife is so drawn to. And then, dozens of affirmations of love spill from her lips, Rhiannon oozing warmth and affection as she touches upon every detail of her wife she loves. "I am so in love with you."
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/03/17 Rhiannon was content, for this first time in a few days, to wake up beside Soleil in the early morning of what promised to be another lazy, happy Saturday. So early, in fact, the sun was only just cresting over the New York City skyline. The house was silent, not even the kittens finding cause to play. A smile in its purest form tugged against the angel’s lips as she peered down at her wife, whom she had fallen asleep on top of, though this was nothing new. She lifts a hand to brush away the stray strands of blonde hair that obscure her slumbering face, her own smile only growing as she continues.

With nothing left in the way, she leans in, pressing her lips gently against the pair hers belonged to. “Good Morning,” she whispers earnestly, so consumed with love she couldn’t help but wake her beloved wife. Seeing as her wife is notoriously difficult to stir, the angel is dead set on making it happen. In that moment, she needed nothing more than her wife’s undivided attention, time of day be damn. Those same lips kiss either closed eyelid, peppering all over her face as she wordlessly urges the woman to wake up. Pesky? Naturally, but that was what she hoped endeared her further into Soleil’s heart.

“Wake up, Mrs. Whitaker. I’m in desperate need of you.” The statement was honest, simple, however ridiculous. It had only been a few hours, yet, she needed her. And as stubborn as her wife was, she would hopefully understand.
Rhiannon Whitaker 06/02/17 Soleil
I love you.
Elisa Stratten 05/31/17 Coffee was exactly what the poor girl needed right now. Her temples throbbed, likely do to the lack of caffeine and sleep in her system. She hadn't had any sleep in close to three days, and it had been even longer since her last cup of joe. Eagerly, Elisa followed the woman's gesture and made her way to the corner. She could almost taste the french vanilla right now.

"I've just never had someone cool with a stranger reaching into their back pockets..." Elisa offered a toothy grin. Not all people were awful pricks, and she was going to have to realize that eventually. "I'll have to make sure Zack is up for it, but I don't think he could turn down the pizza... and I'll supply the booze. It's the least I can do for my actions... I’ve really got to get better at that.” It was meant as a joke, but Elisa had a weird sense of humor.
Rhiannon Whitaker 05/31/17 More than pancakes?
*dismissive hand wave*
No competition. You, every time.
*steals quick kiss*
Do you have a lighter?
Rhiannon Whitaker 05/30/17 Rhiannon is silent as her wife struggles to admit her path up until this point. The angel is perplexed, of course, by her wife's sudden lack of purpose. College could give someone a few steps ahead in life, yes, but it was not the only definitive way to earn and succeed. "Soleil." She chides, a hand moving to catch her chin and lift her head back up to meet her gaze. "If you are not happy where you are, then we will look for something better. If you want to go back to school, you can take it a few classes at a time. But," She pauses, hands moving to Soleil's shoulders.

"Do not ever presume monetary means are the most meaningful contributions. I want you to pursue a career that fulfills you and gives you purpose. If that is still music, then I support you. If you want something else, I support it. And if you have absolutely no idea what you want yet... I'm not going anywhere."

With a loving smile, Rhiannon leans in to kiss her wife's forehead. "You can be anything you set your mind to, Soleil. You're stubborn, and you have a work ethic to rival anyone's. Don't doubt your ability to claw your way back to the top."
Winter Summers 05/29/17 Soleil
You will see me soon enough I promise!
And I am seriously looking forward to that hug!
How ya been? I feel like we haven't talked in ages!
Elisa Stratten 05/29/17 Trying not to seem too eager, Elisa glanced down at her phone, skimming the through texts as if to check for forgotten plans. She knew there was nothing important for her to attend to currently, but it almost felt lame to just jump at the opportunity. Truth be told, this place was sort of lonely without friends. Most of Ellie's friends had either passed or moved on with their lives, leaving her behind to figure it out on her own.

"Looks like I'm free for the next hour or so." She offered a the woman a friendly smile. "And yes, we should." Elisa could feel a burning sensation in her cheeks. It was quite embarrassing to get caught in an attempt at stealing, but even more embarrassing to be called out for it. "I was thinking about pizza and some drinks if the two of you would happen to be interested?"
Elisa Stratten 05/28/17 As luck would have it, this just wasn't Elisa's day. Last time she would spend all of her money on bail. So strapped for cash, she had been resorting to petty theft...and failing miserably. Never had she been caught in the act, and then apologized to for another's actions. This was certainly a first.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Soleil, I'm Elisa." She offered warmly. "And coffee would be lovely."
Winter Summers 05/28/17 My Soleil
In case no one told you today
You are beautiful, amazing and love you got all the right moves!
Also I love you!
Lloyd R Darrow 05/28/17 Tiny Lesbian Friend
Think you and your wife are recovered enough from the last ordeal to babysit again?
Noah keeps asking for mini cheesecakes.
Rhiannon Whitaker 05/28/17 Soleil
Come back to bed.
I miss your cute little butt.
And the rest of you too, I guess.
Elouise Orlav 05/26/17 Soleil
You should probably get a divorce so you have more time for me.
Elouise Orlav 05/25/17 Soleil
I miss you, you smelly pirate hooker.
Summer S Summers 05/18/17 Giving a cheeky grin right back, she says, "Had I known you were the lucky lass, I'd have kept my hands to myself!" Quirking her head to the side, Summer lifted a brow in coy thought as she gives the woman an approving glance. "On the other hand, maybe I wouldn't have!"
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you!"
Rhiannon Whitaker 05/06/17 Soleil
Don't you wish you did yoga with your wife? :)
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/22/17

"Me too." She echoed the sentiment with the brightest of smiles, arms cradled around Soleil's waist as the music picks back up. "There can be much, much more of this, you know. New York doesn't have to be a vacation..." Rhiannon knows she is using dancing to seduce her wife into making this city the metropole of their life together.

Does she feel guilty? No, of course not. If she has the looks to allure her wife into a decision, she will use them. Often.
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/22/17

"You're insane." She speak-shouts about the ever rising din of conversations and music. Still, the angel is drawn back towards her. If Soleil was allowed to show her off, it must apply in the opposite direction. So, her hands grab her wife's face in a very sudden manner, lips applying a firm, hungering kiss against hers. She would have held the embrace longer if she knew she wouldn't be getting dragged home to continue the show.

"You make me ridiculously happy, Soleil Whitaker." The words spill out as one track fades into the next, making Rhiannon look like a near-drunk, blubbering fool. But she didn't care. There is a manner to Soleil's words and actions that are so care-free compared to anything before. And it is beginning to draw out the spontaneity in her as well.
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/21/17

Rhiannon couldn't help but laugh. Not just because the perfect combination of alcohol and music selection had given her a brief sense of euphoria, but because this woman, her wife, had to be the most possessive creature on the planet. Soleil was marking her territory for the entire venue to see, but also drawing more eyes, letting everyone know: 'This woman is mine'.

All she had wished to accomplish this trip had come true: her wife, finally letting loose and enjoying herself. All it had seemingly taken was getting out of her apartment and into the brownstone, and that was a win-win for the angel. It has only just dawned on Rhiannon that in the midst of Soleil's ministrations and her own wandering mind, she was hardly dancing at all. "Soleil," she scoffed, squirming. "They all get it, I promise. But you're making it difficult to breath, let alone dance."
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/21/17
... Pretty damn sure, yeah.
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/21/17

That feels like a cop out. Why don't you come over here?
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/21/17

Would you like to revise that statement?
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/21/17

I don't think you can handle these moves single-handedly, babe.
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/21/17

Damn, my wife is capital 'F' Fine.
Jameson Orlav 04/20/17 Solarpanel
Don't waste the whisky.. pour it out into your mouth and just pretend. No one has to know.
Rhiannon Whitaker 04/13/17 Rhiannon lets out a half-frustrated sigh. There is nothing the angel detests more than Soleil not being straightforward with her. She is aware, of course, that she unintentionally swayed her wife from feeling open in expressing her desire for children, yet, the idea that the other woman would not speak her mind despite this is a thorn in her side. Her wife should feel comfortable to speak openly, knowing she will be loved regardless of whatever it is her heart desires. So, the angel pulls out her phone, still standing directly in front of Soleil. After tapping away for a few moments, she sends the text.

I don't believe you.
[Images Attached]

Rhiannon Whitaker 04/04/17 Soleil
I am listening to your mix-tape and reading.
Mostly mind-wandering and thinking of you, though.
[image attached]
Remi Rose 04/02/17 You witnessed Rhiannon McKay attack Soleil!

"You haven't even been married a month. Is this because of the tabloids?"

Rhiannon Whitaker 04/01/17 Soleil
How about something better?
[video attachment]
Elouise Orlav 03/31/17 Soleil
Rhiannon Whitaker 03/28/17 Soleil
Stop singing in the shower. I'm trying to sleep.
And you're tone deaf. ❤
Rhiannon Whitaker 03/26/17 Soleil
See? Adorable!
[image attached]
Rhiannon Whitaker 03/21/17 To: Soleil
What is a f*ckboy?
Why am I a f*ckboy?
Rhiannon Whitaker 03/21/17 *still learning phone stuff*
*so, so naive*

To: Soleil
We should get breakfast tomorrow. I shall cook.
How do you take your eggs? Scrambled? Or fertilized?
Winter Summers 03/19/17 Winter was actually wearing clothing around The Order compound for once in his life. Mostly because he was going to leave, simply could NOT roam around naked outside. Well he could but he might be put on a list and he couldn't afford that! He was happily heading for the exit when he felt it.

He froze for a mer moment, it wouldn't be the first time someone felt him up. Of course he assumed it was for the same reason everyone in this god forsaken realm did it his money. Which is why his wallet was always in his front pocket! He slowly turn and looked down at the girl.

Soleil just failed at stealing money from you!

"Can I help you love? Did you merely wish to feel my booty? Key is to do squats! Plus it makes your thighs look good! It's really a win win situation!"
Rhiannon Whitaker 02/24/17 Rhiannon pretended not to take notice of all of the many passing faces, and how they stared. However, when some were so obvious, amusement demanded she stop and afford them some of her time. If only to find the root of their attentions.

Soleil. An interesting name. Caramel eyes analyze her body language, picking apart her body language for signs of her intentions. “Soleil? It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name Rhiannon.” She offers a hand, noting how flustered it may make the other woman. “Thank you for the welcome.” Perhaps it was far too devious of her to screw with this ‘Soleil’, but she couldn’t help it. The nervous pheromones she was leaking were potent.
Jameson Orlav 02/15/17 [number blocked]
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Jameson Orlav 02/14/17 Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Elouise is married to me,
not you.

Elouise Orlav 02/11/17 Wife
Elouise Orlav 01/30/17 YOU. YOU REMIND ME OF MARY J. BLIGE.
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