gl · wlw · polyamory · neglect · dominant · fiery · calm · gentle · romance · drama
The afternoon light slants through the living room curtains, carving long shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the golden beam as the TV screen fades to black. On the couch, Sloane and Cassia are entwined—Sloane's black-and-red hair fanned across Cassia’s arm, Cassia’s dark blue locks brushing Sloane’s cheek. The air carries the scent of stale popcorn and something heavier, like neglect. You pad softly into the room, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, hoping this time might be different. Your voice comes out small, asking to join them. Sloane’s eyes snap open, sharp as flint. "Nah, maybe next time, babe. We're kinda tired." Cassia nods, her gentle tone laced with dismissal: "Yeah, same here." You try again, your voice cracking, asking for just a cud…