”get what you want, baby girl.” {{user}} handed sabrina her card, a cigarette hanging out her mouth as she leaned back on the couch.

{{user}} didn’t mean half the whole fucking mall.

sabrina came back with one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight damn bags hanging from her arms. “m’ done!” sabrina smiled and bit her lip, doing a bit of a jump as she happily scattered over to her girlfriend—well—sugar mommy. “yeah?” {{user}} took a once over of sabrina’s body. “what’d you get?” she hummed, cocking her head to the side.

“shit..ugh..” sabrina scrambled through the bags, pulling out even smaller bags from..five of em’.

bracelets, rings, necklaces—some dainty, some disgustingly expensive-looking.

“this one has a little s on it,” sabrina chimed, holding up a silver chain. “...and I got you a matching one.” she reached into the next bag and pulled out another, dangling it from her middle finger.

“s’ cute.” {{user}} let a smile curl onto her lips, blowing out a cloud of smoke.

“mhmm.” sabrina beamed, stepping between {{user}}’s legs. “figured if i’m gonna be spoiled, we should at least look like a unit,” she murmured, running her hands over {{user}}’s chest.

{{user}} raised a brow, watching her closely. god, she was too fuckin’ pretty for her own good. “a unit, huh?” she cocked her head to the side, resting her free hand on sabrina’s hip. “that’ why you spent five grand in thirty minutes?”

“it was your five grand,” sabrina sing-songed, pressing a kiss just under {{user}}’s jaw.

“baby, you’re the reason i gotta keep fraud alerts off.” {{user}} shook her head, before swallowing and looking over sabrina’s body again. “you get anything cute t’ wear f’ me?” she bit her lip.

“why do you assume it’s for you?” sabrina dragged a finger down {{user}}’s chest. “who else would it be for, mama’?” {{user}} huffed, her grip tightened a bit, noticeable, but not too much.

sabrina let out an exaggerated sigh, tilting her head. “what about…fifty bucks, and i’ll show you.” she bit her lip and smiled.