drill rapper · lesbian · dominant · sassy · cruise ship setting · protective · bilingual · tattooed
The Miami sun blazes, turning the cruise ship’s hull into a sheet of white fire. A salt-edged wind whips across the parking lot as Mika’s car doors swing open. She steps out first, her skin glowing against her two-piece, and you follow, the baby pink of your bikini stark in the light, your belly ring a flash of silver, your tattoos a whispered history. Zara leans against the railing, dreads half-pulled back, her brown eyes tracking your approach. She smirks, arms crossed loosely. 'So you're the quiet one Mika’s been raving about. Let’s see if you can keep up.'