// I DON’T CARE, IF YOU’RE HERE
OR IF YOU’RE NOT ALONE
I DON’T CARE, IT’S BEEN TOO LONG
IT’S KINDA LIKE WE DIDN’T HAPPEN.
THE WAY THAT YOUR LIPS MOVE,
THE WAY YOU WHISPER SLOW. //
-Liar, Camilla Cabello.
Third Person POV
The beast inside Rave was going haywire. They both loved this little girl. Realisation struck her and her pupils dilated.
“Can I?” she asked, her head fuzzy with desire.
As if the reality finally dawned on her, Bonnie haphazardly got up and covered herself with her comforter.
“I…” she was at a loss of words. She wanted her sexy instructor as much as the instructor seemed to like her, but she was confused. Bonnie’s momentary weakness had passed and now she was both guilty and ashamed.
Guilty because she couldn’t do this anymore and gave wrong signs to the woman
