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Since Layla has me quite in love and my mind doesn't allow me not to stop thinking about her, you could write an obscene piece where Layla looks for you after a fight with her suit on but her intention is to take out some of her fury on you. Sometimes I don't understand myself well lol

OHHHH I am so here for it😏

Warnings: 18+ Minors do not interact! THIS IS SMUT! Honestly what is a plot? Reader is female. Basically dom!Layla. face sitting, fingering, eating out. Language. Also not proof read

A night to remember (Layla El Faouly x fem!Reader)

The night wasn't supposed to end like this. Layla and you were at a Gala where they were auctioning artifacts. Layla being Layla had to be there of course. And because neither of you thought anything bad would happen there you accompanied her. You even got a new dress for the occasion. The two of you almost didn't even leave because the moment Layla saw you in the beautiful dress, that hugged your curves in all the right places, almost all thoughts about the artifact left her brain. The only thought left was making you scream her name in that dress. She had pressed her lips against yours, swallowing your surprised gasps. One hand had tangled in your hair the other groped your ass. It was hard to pull away. But you knew that this was important to her. She nipped at your lips and reluctantly agreed.

Looking back you wished you would have stayed at the hotel with her. But alas here you were now. Some guys fighting with Layla, who was now in her Scarlet Scarab outfit. She was kicking ass, which honestly did turn you on a little. But she was losing you could see it. After a particularly hard kick, she was knocked down briefly and the men took that time to scurry off with the artifact. Layla was ready to chase after them but you held her back, looking at her worriedly. There was a fire in her eyes that you rarely saw.

"Please let's just get back to the hotel. Fight another day?" She looked at you and after a few seconds nodded in agreement. She took your hand and basically dragged you back to the hotel room. You could barely keep up with her pace. Good for you that it wasn't far.

She dragged you inside the room and closed the door. Before you could even open your mouth to talk to her and try to calm her down, you were pinned against the door, Layla's lips crashing onto yours.

A surprised moan left you, which she used to her advantage and slip her tongue into your mouth, teasing and playing with your own. She really took your breath away with the way she was kissing you and pinning you against the door. You were putty in her hands and you were willing to do everything for her in that moment.

As she finally parted from you, not after she took your bottom lip between her teeth and pulled at it a little, you were finally able to take in a deep breath. Your heart hammering against your ribs. Already out of breath and you just kissed. She always had this effect on you. As you look at her, lips swollen from the kiss, you could see a spark in her eyes, that you rarely saw. She was still in her scarlet scarab outfit and that alone was turning you on even more.

You could not help yourself and pulled her in for another heated kiss. You could feel her smirking against your lips as she pulled you away from the door and you barely registered that she was moving you two to the bedroom. Your lips never parted from one another, one of her hands groping the flesh of your ass.

Reaching the bedroom she pulled your dress down, careful not to ruin it. She let out an appreciative hum upon seeing your lack of underwear. Layla pushed you onto the bed rather harshly and you bounced slightly on it. She didn't miss a beat and she was on top of you, kissing your neck. Slightly bending your neck, so she had better access. She was biting and sucking hickeys onto your neck. You weren't quite sure if you would be able to cover them all, but you could care less about that right now.

Layla finally happy with her job apparently licked a stripe down your neck to your decollete. "Your tits looked so good in this dress, so distracting all evening. No wonder I couldn't catch these guys when all I could think about was burying my face between these." To emphasize her point she squeezes one of your breasts pinching your nipple, which made you squeal. You knew she was not going to be soft on you today. Layla licked around your perked nipple as she toyed with the other one. One of your hands came to twist into her curls, pulling softly as she bit into your nipple, letting out a wanton moan. She made sure to leave some hickeys on your chest as well. Surely you would look like you've been in a fight tomorrow.

Finally, she kissed her way further down your body, taking her place between your legs. She looked at your exposed pussy, already glistening with your arousal. Layla grinned and looked up at you. Her eyes darker than usual. "Already so wet for me. Tell me little mouse, what do you want?" Words seem to fail you as you looked at her, kissing the inside of your thighs. You apparently took too long to answer her, as she bit into your thigh, yelping a little from the pain. "Answer me." "Want you to touch me." Your voice was almost timid. Layla grinned tracing her fingertips dangerously close to your mound but never quite touching you were you needed her. Were you were aching for her. "Oh but I am touching you. Aren't I little mouse? I think you have to be more specific." "Layla please..." You were always a little embarrassed to talk to her like that. She snarled and got back over you, her hand squeezing your cheeks. "Either you tell me what you need or you won't get any at all and I will just finish myself off. Are we clear?" You nodded quickly and she released your face. You very rarely saw her like this but damn it was turning you on. "I want you to touch my pussy please... I want your fingers inside of me. I want your mouth on me. Please Layla." She hummend, very pleased with you. She gave you a quick kiss. "That wasn't so hard was it?" Your cheeks were hot in embarrassment still but that soon was forgotten as she again took her place between your legs. She wasted no time and drove right in. Her tongue lapping up your juices that were coating you, her tongue occasionally dipping inside of you.

Your head is thrown back as you let out loud moans at her ministration. She held two fingers before your lips, which you immediately took into your mouth. Sucking on them and coating them in your spit. She pulls them out way too soon for your liking and you are ready to protest. But the moment you open your mouth all that leaves is a loud moan of her name, as she pushes the two fingers inside of you.

She didn't waste any time as she thrusts her fingers into you over and over again at a fast pace. Sucking on your clit at the same time. One of your hands was in her hair holding on for dear life, the other one was fisting the bedsheet. As she started to curl her fingers inside of you, hitting that spot that drives you crazy, you couldn't hold back. Your hips rose off the bed as you came with a shout of her name, toes curling. Your mind was fuzzy and you thought that Layla would stop now so you could return the favour. But she didn't. Her fingers still pumping into you, a little slower this time but still hitting that perfect spot. Her tongue playing with your sensitive clit.

You looked down at her, finding her looking already at you. Eyes still dark there was a mischievous glint in them. Yep, you are in for it tonight. The pace of her fingers picked up again, scissoring inside of you, her tongue flicking your clit, occasionally sucking on it. You were so sensitive still that it did not take long for you to be right there on the edge again. Your legs started to shake as she drew another orgasm out of you. This went on for two more rounds. Finally letting go of you after your fourth orgasm, your legs were limb and your whole body felt heavy and oh so satisfied. Your ears were ringing. But Layla was not done with you just yet. She stood up taking off her shoes and pants. The gold armor of her chest plate glistened wetly. Your face grew even hotter as it already did as you realized that it was your arousal from your last and final orgasm. You haven't even fully realized that you squirted.

The rest of her outfit stayed on as she shuffled back over you, hovering above your face. The white linen from underneath the gold plate covered her still. You raised a heavy arm and pulled it to the side. Layla took this as her invitation to fully sink onto your face. You let out a hum, you could smell her arousal, and licked a long stripe from her entrance to her clit. Layla gave a pleased moan as she tugged at your hair with one hand. The other hand was resting on the wall for support. Your fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs holding her close to you as you lapped at her wetness. Your tongue circling around her entrance, your nose brushing her clit. Layla's moans only encouraged you more, and so you started to push your tongue inside of her.

Layla threw her head back in pleasure, her hips circling carefully, so her clit catches on your nose for the much needed friction. You hummed her taste and smell all you could think about, all you wanted to think about. You wanted to please her. You looked up at her. She looks like a goddess and you are more than gladly her throne. Her head was still thrown back, her curls wild, and god if you already completely whipped for her you sure would have been now.

Her grip on your hair tightened and you could feel her clenching and pulsation around your tongue, indicating that she was close. Another hum left your throat. You wanted to taste her sweet release. Pulling your tongue out of her and shifting your face a little you took her clit into her mouth and sucked on it flicking with your tongue. With a cry of your name she finally came, riding your face even more now and you let her, way too occupied with lapping up her sweet release. Her legs shook next to your head as her orgasm rocked through her. your fingers still digging into her flesh. You haven't even realized how hard you were gripping them, leaving small half-moons as you finally released them.

Carefully, and for your taste way too soon, Layla climbed off of you, making you let out a small whine. Even though you were exhausted you always wanted more of her. As she lay down next to you, still a little out of breath, she looked at you fondly. The dark look in her eyes finally gone. With a soft kiss on your lips she got up and, a little wobbly made her way to the bathroom. Seconds later she emerged with a wet cloth in her hand and sat down on the bed again. Slowly she began cleaning you up between your legs. This would have to be enough for now. Honestly, all you wanted to do now was cuddle with her and sleep. Soon enough she was done, putting the rag somewhere, you couldn't care less. She took off the rest of her outfit and finally laid down next to you, pulling you into her.

Relaxing even further, she started to play a little with your hair. Surely that was a mess with how much you had trashed on the bed earlier. Yet Layla still thought you were the most beautiful being ever. "You are always so good to me little mouse." " 'ts because I love you so much..." Your words a little slurred. You really were exhausted. She gave your forehead a soft kiss. "I love you even more." " Impossible." Layla just chuckled at that, holding you close, not caring about both your sweaty skin. Your breath evened out and a deep sleep took you in. Layla looked over to her bag, where she knew a small ring was waiting for you. But for now she needed sleep just like you.

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