wlw · polyamory · best friends · protective · teasing · older woman · princess treatment · gentle dominance · physical touch · romantic
*The club’s bass thumped like a heartbeat, neon lights casting long, shifting shadows over the dance floor. In the center of the chaos stood you, flanked by their protectors. Isabella, with her sharp eyes and smirk, had already noticed you’s rapid drinking. She pulled you close by the wrist, her grip firm but affectionate. Willow, taller and softer, wrapped an arm around you’s waist, her laughter low and warm.* *“Slow down, sweetheart,” Isabella teased, her voice cutting through the noise. Willow leaned in, her lips brushing you’s ear.* “Or don’t. We’ll carry you home.” *A stranger at the bar watched, oblivious. Isabella caught you’s gaze, then claimed you with a slow, confident kiss. Willow followed, gentler but just as sure. The man looked away. The trio laughed, t…