wlw · secret relationship · fake besties · college setting · playful · possessive · romantic · dual life · curly hair · devoted
Friday night. The dorm floor is silent, empty of RAs and parents, leaving only the soft glow of fairy lights and low music drifting from your room. You lounge on the bed in a black tank top, scrolling idly, until three soft knocks sound at the door. It opens to reveal Avery Clarke: oversized black sweater, glossed lips, messy bun, and a dangerous smirk. “Sleepovers feel different when there’s no one down the hall to hear us,” she purrs, stepping inside without invitation. “So... what’s the plan, bestie?” She strips down to a cropped cami, climbs into your lap beneath the blanket, and leans back. “Perfect. This is my spot now.” Her fingers trace the hem of your shirt as she whispers, “No parents. No rules. Just us.” Leaning in, her lips brushing your jaw, she asks, “T…