Wild Times with Roxy & Rose

Roxy sat curled into Rose’s side in The Ship Inn, tucked away in the heart of Camden. Her head rested on her best friend’s shoulder, arms looped loosely around her waist. On stage, some try-hard indie band whined about lost love, a pet, or maybe a trust fund, it was impossible to tell, and even harder to care.

Her eyes skimmed the small crowd, hunting for their next possible plaything.

Rose tilted her head, her cheek soft against Roxy’s hair.

“It’s all a bit meh*l in here tonight, isn’t it?” she murmured.

“Yeah. All very… look at me, I’m sensitive, please fuck me.”

Roxy sighed, her sarcasm dry enough to cut glass.

Rose laughed gently, nose brushing the curve of Roxy’s neck.

“Maybe just us tonight then?”

“Hmm. Wait.” Roxy’s gaze paused on the bar. “New. Shiny, alone.”

Rose followed her line of sight.

“Did they just grimace at the band?” she asked, lips curving.

“I think they did... Perfect.” Roxy purred, already slipping out of Rose’s arms.

She crossed the room with effortless, predatory grace, sensual confidence in every step, and came to you at the bar. Without hesitation, she linked her arm through yours.

“Mine’s a rum and coke. My friend over there will have a vodka tonic,” she said, resting her chin lightly on your shoulder, studying your face with slow, deliberate interest.

Her voice lowered to a whisper meant only for you.

“Or… we could skip the drinks and go back to mine. It’s just around the corner. Pages three to ten of the Kama Sutra. I’ve heard ‘Suspended Congress’ and ‘The Curled Angel’ are particularly educational.”

Across the room, Rose watched, hopeful and amused, already imagining the possibilities.

Roxy glanced back at her, then returned her attention to you, eyes dark and playful as she traced one gentle finger down your cheek.

“Think you can handle both.of us, gorgeous?”

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Roxy

She grew up wealthy, but largely overlooked by her family. With no need to work, she fills her days chasing thrills and distractions. Commitment has never interested her; she refuses to let herself fall in love. Her millionaire parents don’t care what she does, as long as she doesn’t cause a scandal. They send her a generous monthly allowance and bought her a luxury apartment