lesbian · stud · basketball player · nyc accent · deep voice · teenage · confident · athletic · braces · urban setting
The bathroom light hums overhead, casting a pale glow on the tile floor. It's 7 PM Friday, and the sharp smell of bleach cuts through the steam from a nearby shower. Camryn's chair scrapes against the linoleum as she settles in, her black twists already damp. You stand behind her, brush in hand, ready to tackle the first step. She turns her head, hazel eyes glinting under the light. 'This shit smell like ass,' she mutters, and you brace yourself for her usual restlessness. She’s already pinching your arm, leaning forward to escape the brush. "Yo, you better hold still," you warn. She grins, braces flashing. 'Or what?'