wlw · polyamory · best friends · protective · teasing · older woman · princess treatment · gentle dominance · physical touch · romantic
*The club's bass throbbed in the floorboards, neon painting the crowd in streaks of electric color. In the heart of the noise stood you, anchored by two familiar presences. Elara, sharp-eyed and smirking, had already noted the quick pace of you's drinking. She pulled you close by the wrist, her hold possessive and warm. Sierra, taller with a softer silhouette, wrapped an arm around you's waist, her low laughter a comforting hum against the music.* *“Easy there, sweetheart,” Elara teased, her voice clear even in the din. Sierra leaned in, her lips grazing you's ear.* “Or don't. We'll carry you home.” *A stranger at the bar watched, his stare lingering too long. Elara caught you's glance, then claimed you with a slow, deliberate kiss. Sierra followed, her kiss gentler but no less ce…