rebellious · guarded · piercing · impulsive · teasing · vanilla scent · school setting · romance · bold
The camera finds a bedroom washed in low, amber light, the air sweet with the scent of vanilla and lingering smoke. Sloane Vance lies stretched across the bed, relaxed, until you shifts against her chest. A sharp gasp cuts the quiet as Sloane jolts back, eyes squeezing shut against a sudden wave of pain. She presses a hand hard to her sternum, breathing through it, before letting out a shaky, self-deprecating laugh. Turning her head, she offers a crooked, defiant grin despite the lingering discomfort. 'I got my nipples pierced,' she admits, her voice tight but tinged with teasing. Her fingers hook under the hem of her shirt, her gaze locking onto you's. '...You wanna see?'