hey cutie!

Could you write a fic where Agatha meets reader by “accident”? Agatha comes into reader’s life fitting perfectly but she was stalking reader since a lot of time. She is very interested in reader but reader doesn’t want a relationship for the moment. Agatha doesn’t know how to deal with rejection, so it could trigger chaos without turning back.

Have a happy day

Watching

Characters: stalker!prof!Agatha Harkness x (21+)fem!reader

Summary: She’d been watching you for months, now it was her turn to take action.

Warnings: 18+ smut, DUBCON, stalking, obsession, strap on use (r receiving), crying, age gap, masturbation (a), vibrator (a), alcohol

A/N: Added some more stuff to it because I needed to write a Professor Harkness story for my sanity but I hope you enjoy :)

You’d had caught her eye the first time you entered her classroom. She didn’t know what it was, that attracted you to her so much, maybe it was the way your hair fell in your face when you copied the things she put on the whiteboard, or the way you laughed with your friends, maybe the way you asked your questions, the way your voice sounded. Whatever it was, it was certainly driving her insane.

She watched you writing down the answers of the test she’d just handed out, unwillingly biting the end of her pencil as she imagined all the things she could do to you. Her heart beating faster when you raised your hand to ask a question. You never questioned the way she stood so close behind you, the way her hand touched your shoulder when she answered your question, and remained standing there in silence for a moment, taking in the scent of your shampoo. When she made her way back to her seat, you couldn’t help but stare at her ass that was swaying with every step, making your mouth water at the sight.

When you met up with your friends after school in your favourite coffee shop and sipped your favourite hot drink, a hot chocolate with a hint of cinnamon and 5 marshmallows, they confronted you with the way your professor acted around you. “Okay but did you notice how she always helps you first? It’s like professor Harkness puts you over everyone else!” “Oh yeah she definitely got a thing for you Y/N. Can’t convince me otherwise.” But you just shook your head, you didn’t believe it. “She’s just being the friendly, kind teacher she always is and always was. There’s nothing special to the way she treats me or anybody else. You guys gotta stop making such a big deal out of nothing.” You rolled your eyes annoying, unbothered by the facts your friends brought up. Meanwhile the older woman was sitting in a corner in the same coffee shop, taking notes of what you ordered and when you went here. Her obsession with you had her writing an entire schedule for you, including school times and subjects, your hobbies and the times you usually met up with your friends.

She’d been watching you for months now, gathered all the information she needed to know you better than you probably knew yourself. She’d even rented the apartment across your bedroom, where she watched you watching your favourite tv shows, changing and sleeping. You knew you had a hidden key under the welcome mat in front of your door, so when she saw you leaving for school and she had called in sick, the woman made her way to your door, taking the key and putting it in the lock, twisting it, smirking when the lock sprung open and let her inside. She knew she had quite some time until you came back so she took her sweet time, rummaging around your private drawers and your closet, taking a few of your panties and stuffed them into her pocket for later use. After a quick time check she knew that it was time to leave, yet the sheer thought of her lying in your bed, maybe covering with some cum stains that you’d sleep on later turned her on so badly that she made her way back to your bedroom, well aware that she’d had to hurry or you’d catch her in the act which honestly just turned her on even more.

She kicked off her boots and got comfy on your bed, closing her eyes to take in the scent of you that was lingering in your bedsheets. As she opened the bottom drawer of your nightstand to check for some more personal items, the pretty pink vibrator you used during lonely nights caught her eye. She shouldn’t, she knew it, yet she did. The older woman took it out of drawer, running her fingers over silicone before licking a line up the shaft in expectation to get at least a tiny hint of what you tasted like. The more disappointed she got when she noticed that you’d cleaned way too well. Her hand wrapped around the end of the toy while she got rid of her pants and panties, slowly running it through her very wet folds, whimpering your name softly as she pushed past her entry, letting the toy fill her up. Her free hand now reached to grab your pillow, her back arching and her eyes closed as she imagined it was you fucking her, the imagination making her thrust the toy at an incredible fast pace, chasing her orgasm. “Fuck, Y/N, that’s right, keep going baby, mommy’s so close!” The quicker she went the wetter your bed got, the toy already covered in her juices as she moaned your name like you could hear her. She was so very close to her orgasm as she heard the key twisting in the lock of your door, making her shoot up immediately, putting on her pants and kicking the wet toy under your bed before opening the window and making her way out of it before you could catch her.

When you entered your apartment everything seemed as usual, you set down your bag and took off your jacket before entering your bedroom, frowning as you found your made bed so messed up, a dark wet spot pooling in the middle of it. Immediately you blamed your cat, what else would it be? Groaning you changed your sheets when you noticed the purple wet thong on the floor. That definitely wasn’t yours, and you couldn’t remember one of your hook ups wearing any of that, especially because it still felt damp. With two fingers you carried it to the trash, throwing it away, trying to ignore it. Agatha, who was taking pictures of you from her apartment, let out a soft sigh of relief, glad that you were too innocent or dumb to put 1 and 1 together.

She knew she’d had to get rid of the vibrator in your room before you caught on it. Luckily today was Friday, a quick look at her notes told her that you were in for a party with your friends tonight. Which gave her the options to either sneak back into your apartment or participate in the party. She wasn’t too old to have fun just yet, so she chose lastest.

You took your sweet time getting ready, putting on a tight black cocktail dress, wearing your favourite red lingerie underneath as you knew this night probably wouldn’t be much different than your usual party nights. You’d talk to a girl, get invited home, end up in bed with her and wake up to leave before the chosen girl awoke in the morning. I’d always been like that, you just weren’t quite the type for relationships just yet. Of course Agatha knew your procedure, she’d been watching it from afar since weeks now, parking her car in front of the girl’s house, filming you and taking picture to masturbate to later. Tonight Agatha’s was wearing her favourite suit she used to wear in class, a white blouse with a blue cotton blazer and some matching pants, because she had caught you staring at her a little too long quite a few times, just that she added a little something extra this time.

Your friends picked you up in the evening, driving to the club whilst Agatha drove a few meters behind you, making sure you walked in first before she entered the club a few minutes later. You were already sipping on your first drink, talking to another girl, generally having a good time. Your professor chose a drink herself, to get her moving to the music as she watched you from across the room for around an hour. When you left your friends to have another drink you noticed a hand on your hip, immediately leaning into the touch as you expected it to be the girl, but when you heard her voice your blood froze. “I’ll pay for that one if you don’t mind.” She offered, smiling when she noticed you leaning into her a little more before you pulled back and turned around.

“Miss Harkness?!” You didn’t believe your eyes when you saw the very well known woman standing in front of you, offering you a drink. She didn’t wait for you to answer as you seemed to have lost your voice, instead she simply paid and handed you the drink. “Come on now don’t act all surprised, I’m not too old to have fun now am I? Or is it considered uncool to be partying in the same club as your professor?” Well it certainly was something you wouldn’t like your friends to find out as you feared that this would just add up to the rumours and you didn’t need that. “Can you please just stay quiet, I don’t need the other to see or hear you. Look I’m sorry, I don’t intend to be rude but I am not planning on spending my evening with my professor that I see 5 days a week. I’m sorry. But uh, thanks for the drink I guess.” You said quickly, taking the glass and making your way back to your friends, apologising for the delay before continuing to dance and chat, here and then sipping your drink.

The rejection didn’t sit well with Agatha, you were obviously playing hard to get and she was ready to play your game. She wasn’t going home alone tonight. Professor Harkness was a patient woman, she watching you sipping one drink after another, noticing that walking and talking started becoming hard for you, which indicated that now was the right time for her to surprise you. As you made your way to the restroom to touch up your make up you didn’t notice the woman slipping in with you. When you looked up at the mirror you saw her stand behind you, her hands on your waist, her lips on your neck. It took you a moment to realise what was happening, your smile faded when her hands moved to unbuckle her leather belt she was wearing, pulling her pants down just a bit to let her big strap out of her panties, pressing against your ass. “Told you to leave me alone miss Harkness. W-what are you doing?” You couldn’t help but moan softly at the kiss and the hard faux cock pressing against you, causing you to slowly grind against her in your foggy state of mind. “Here’s what’s gonna happen now baby, we’ll go to a stall, you get on your knees and suck me off. Then you’ll tell your friends you’re leaving, you get in my car, I drive us home and I’ll fuck the shit out of you just how you always wanted it.” It was more a statement than a question, she dragged you over to a stall and pushed you down on your knees, a hand full of your hair in her hand as she pulled you closer, the veiny strap pressing against your lips. “Come on baby, I know you want it. Ive seen the way you looked at me. Tell me, who did you think of when you fuck your filthy pussy with your vibrator every night? Don’t lie, I’ve watched you every single time. God I’ve cum so many times along with you, you made my legs shake without even touching me baby. Come on, be a good girl for mommy.”

You were overwhelmed with the situation, you knew it was wrong but she was right, she really did make your fantasies come true in that very moment. In your state of mind you had no chance to reject her again, you were already dripping wet simply by her words. “Thought of you taking me with your strap..” You mumbled before taking the toy in your mouth, making sure to give Agatha a nice show, her eyes on hers as you hollowed your cheek as if she could really feel it. Agatha’s cheeks turned red as she saw you being so obedient and eager for her, yet she pulled your head deeper on the toy causing you to gag. “It’s too big mommy, I can’t-“ But she just helped you moving your head up and down the toy, ignoring your whines. “Ye stop can baby, you know mommy will make it fit. You’re gonna take it like the good girl you are for me.” She was moaning, a sound that made your core tingle immediately. You hadn’t expected that sleeping with your professor would feel so right, yet so wrong at the same time. Once she was satisfied and the toy all wet she stuffed it back into her pants, pulled you up and pinned you against the restroom wall, kissing you deeply, her tongue pushing past your lips without a warning. You tried to keep up with her but she kissed you so hungrily like she’d been starving for your kisses, which in fact she really had been. Eventually she slapped your ass, pushing you out of the restroom stall before leaving to get to her car, trusting you to follow behind as you suddenly seemed quite consent with everything she did to you.

You said your goodbyes to your friends before you made your way out of the club and over to the parking slots. The older woman was sitting behind the steering wheel of a white mustang, honking to get your attention. Quickly you went inside, Agatha’s hand immediately wrapped around your thigh, her fingertips running along your skin underneath your dress, as she drove to her house. “Wear something looser the next time and no panties, could fuck you with my fingers while going home. God you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.” She almost moaned as she clearly went over the speed limit, eventually pulling up in the driveway.

No matter how badly she wanted you, she still took her time to open the car door for you and picked you up, carrying you inside her quite big house, the lights turning themselves on as she entered the hallway, closing the door behind her. As soon as the door fell shut behind her she pinned you against the door and her own body, kissing you hungrily as she made quick work with the zipper on your dress, pulling it down impatiently. Her hands roamed your body and somehow you started enjoying feeling her hands on your skin and your lips in your own, moaning out her name as she ripped off your favourite lingerie. Once you’ve been stripped completely she picked you up once again and headed straight to her bedroom, throwing you onto the queen sized soft bed while she stepped out of her suit, leaving nothing but her big strap on around her hips. As she approached you, you spread your legs almost automatically, putting your head down in her pillow that smelled just like her, taking in her scent while she positioned herself between your legs.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful underneath my body, baby. Much better than I could’ve ever imagined and trust me I’ve imagined this a lot.” And you believed every single word she said, nothing really took you by surprise anymore. After all you were about to be fucked by your professor, something you didn’t even dare to dream of. “Gonna fill you up so good and you’re gonna take it so well like the good little slut you are for me.” With that she thrusted her hips forward, letting your hole suck her in completely, pulling a soft cry from your lips as she started pounding into you roughly, her hands gripping the headboard of her bed while yours gripped her pretty white sheets. The older woman moaned out softly when the bottom of the strap pressed against her clit, making her feel just as good as she was making you feel. Your mouth was shaped like an O as you restlessly let out sweet little moans every time she hit the back of you, causing a little bulge on your stomach. “That’s my pretty little thing, look at you taking me so deep you can even see my cock right here.” She smirked, encouraged by the view she had of your beautiful smeared make up, and picked up her speed even more, the sound of skin hitting skin breaking the silence. You buried your head in her pillows, trying to stiffly her moans but she just wrapped her hand around your throat, making you look at her while she fucked you restlessly. Very soon you felt the knot in your stomach tightening and by the way the woman was starting to wine as well you could tell she was just as close. “Need you to cum with me okay baby? ‘M so very close.” She whined loudly, desperately fucking into you again and again until she cried out softly along with you, both of you cumming hardly, causing her to slow down and pull out, watching your cum drip down your thighs.

Agatha didn’t give you much time to recover, instead she dove right into your pussy, burying her tongue inside you as she cleaned you from your arousal, moaning at the taste she’d been craving for so long. Once she’d found you clean enough she laid down on her back and lifted you onto her, positioning you over her strap before sinking you down on it. Your head was still spinning from the alcohol and first orgasm when you found yourself filled to the brim once again. “Ride me.” It was a short and easy command but it took you maybe a little too long to realise what she wanted from you. Soon two strong hands wrapped around your waist, guiding you up and down while you moved along, her hips pushing up and down in the rhythm. “Please it’s too much, I’m too sensitive I can’t!” Salty tears started running down your red cheeks as you shook your head, but her hands were to strong and simply kept moving you the way she wanted it. “Yes you can baby, let me do the thinking for you okay?” Gently she ran her hand over your cheek to wipe your tears, yet not stalling her movements. “You’re already making me wet with your arousal sweetie, that means your body wants it right? I know you’ve been dreaming of me fucking you like this since ages. So why don’t you just close your eyes and enjoy?” And you did, you closed your eyes once you’d calmed down and allowed her to speed up her movements, both of you moaning almost in sync. After a while you actually found yourself enjoying the way she took care of you, the way she made you feel so damn good like no one ever did before. You found yourself close to the edge after a few more minutes, and came into her strap once again. Panting you laid down on the older woman’s chest, who was gently running her fingers over your back, the strap still buried inside your pussy where it’d stay during the night. “You’re okay baby, you did so very well for me. Shh.. go to sleep. You’re gonna need that energy for tomorrow. There’s so many more things I want to do to you before class.”

Hey people, just letting you know the next fic delays a little bit as I’m sick, hope you all understand! It’s almost done tho so stay tuned!

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are you confortable with wanda/agatha? bc is my fav ship ever

Absolutely! Gotta love my two favourite witches

you do character×character or only reader?

Depending on the ship, but I don’t mind writing character x character

hey :3 so happy that you are accepting requests ~ can you please do one of Agatha Harkness who use her magic to brainwash you (a normal neighbor in Westview) and became you in her perfect partner?

Baby it’s cold outside

Characters: Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

Summary: Agatha put an eye on you before you knew it, now you’re decorating your shared house for Christmas.

Warnings: 18+ smut, brainwashing, oral (both), boot riding

A/N: It’s now Christmas time so I paired it with that haha. Enjoy!

You didn’t know that your entire life would be changed when you moved to the beautiful town called Westview. It was small, calm, a perfect place for you to relax and work at. You had an ordinary life to say the least, most people would’ve called it boring but you liked the slowness it brought along with it, giving you the opportunity to focus on the important things of life. Such as your neighbour, Agnes. She didn’t know where she came from, in fact you didn’t know much about her at all but you enjoyed spending time with her, going shopping, eating ice cream, roller skating. Any possible activity Westview had to offer.

After a few weeks you kept going like that, you noticed the changed look that the older woman gave you, yet you couldn’t quite wrap your head around what was going on. Then Christmas came around, clearing things up. She came up with the idea to move in together, as she thought of both of you being too lonely and also too attractive to stay alone forever. When you kindly declined, everything went downhill very quickly. The witch didn’t take rejection very well. So instead of simply accepting your decision she wiggled her wicked fingers, wrapping the house in purple mist, brainwashing you to bend to her will, turning you into her beloved housewife just like she’d always wanted.

There you were, standing on a ladder at the door, dressed in the ugly Christmas sweater you loved so much. “Agatha, dear, could you hand me the plastic snowflakes please? Oh and the mistletoe too. Did you manage to get the tree yet?” You asked, smiling when she handed you the things you’d requested, putting them over the door. The entire house was ahead covered in sparkling lights and candles, and the scent of freshly made cookies was lingering in the air. Agatha laughed softly as she helped you off the ladder and then gently placed her finger on your nose. “Honey it barely turning December, if I got the tree now it’d be dry as hell on Christmas Eve.” Even though her magic could definitely fix that problem, she chose to not tell you about her powers, scared you might discover the secrets she was hiding. “You’re right with that, I’m just too excited for Christmas. You know it’s my favourite holiday. So I was thinking we could go with silver and reddish Christmas balls and tinsels for our tree this year?” You suggested, your arms wrapping around your wife’s waist as she leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your red lips. “That sounds wonderfully my love.” She replied with a soft smile on her lips, an honest smile this time. The witch finally had what she wanted and she wouldn’t risk anything to let anyone ruin that for her. She deserved a happy ending after everything she’d been through, she thought.

You didn’t catch a glimpse of what was going on, you simply enjoyed the time you spent with your lover and were relieved that she obviously felt the same way. While the witch admired you with loving eyes, you made your way back to the box with Christmas decorations, taking out a few ceramic reindeer and stars before walking around the house to set them on the shelves while swaying to the Christmas music that was playing on the radio. Even though you weren’t the best singer Westview had ever seen you still didn’t hold back, singing along ‘Last Christmas’ as you finished up decorating the living room. When you noticed that you were missing the fake snow you quickly started putting on your shoes and reached for the door knob.

“Where are you going?” You could hear the panic in Agatha’s voice, something you very rarely heard from her so it caught you off guard, just like the hand that was taking yours off the door knob. “I just wanted to get some more decorations from the shop down the street. I’ll be back before you know it, I promise.” You gently cupped her cheek, reaching for the door knob again but Agatha just pulled you closer by your waist, pointing at the snow storm outside the window. You were certain that there were only little snowflakes falling from the sky when you checked the last time. “There’s no way I’m letting you go out there, I can’t risk letting anything happen to you, I’m sure you understand.” She tried to reason with you but you just smiled, leaned up and kissed her. “Then come with me. You can take care of me, you always do.” But your wife just shook her head, she wasn’t going to risk anything. “Baby it’s cold outside. I’m sure we got something we can do inside here no? Something to take your mind off things and heat you up.” The witch pointed up at the ceiling, the mistletoe dangling over your heads as she hummed, leaning down to kiss you before she lifted you up, your legs wrapping around her waist as she carried you to the couch in the living room, putting you down there to make you watch as she started stripping very slowly and teasingly, taking her purple blouse off first before her pants came off, leaving her in some black boots and her purple matching lingerie that you’d never seen before but damn did it look amazing on her. Once she’d gotten rid of her own clothes she proceeded to strip you out of your pants and panties as well, throwing them behind the couch, out of the way. She chuckled wickedly at how easily she could make you forget about your original plans, no matter how wrong it was.

Hungrily you dropped on your knees in front of her, looking up at her like the obedient girl you were for her, waiting for any sign of approval. “That’s my good girl. Come on angel, go ahead, I know you can do it.”Those words alone made your cheeks turn redder than the Christmas balls you planned on putting on the table. Your fingertips moved up the legs, gripping her thigh to pull her a little closer before your finger hooked under the waistband of her panties and slowly dragged them down. Your heartbeat quickened at the sight of her glistening pussy and you could barely hold back from just diving right into it but you knew better than that as you didn’t want to be punished.

The older witch’s hand moved to tangle in your hair pulling your head closer, her eyes were dark from lust when you looked up at her for a last time before you wrapped both of your hands on either of her full thighs, spreading them open so you could lick a line through her folds, collecting the sweet juice with your tongue, humming at the divine taste of it. The way she moaned out your name made your own core tingle, causing you to press your legs together. When Agatha noticed your reaction she tilted her head, smirking at how desperately you tried to get the tiniest bit of satisfaction out of pressing your thighs together. As your lips wrapped around the sensitive clit, switching between swirling your tongue through it and sucking on it, causing Agatha’s hips to buckle more into you face, her hand holding you so close that you thought you were suffocating even though being suffocated by this goddess of a woman would certainly be the most acceptable death you could think of. Noticing your little whimpers, the witch decided to make a move to help you out at least a little bit.

She brought her right boot under you, making squeal in surprise as the cold leather hit your heated cunt. Yet the sensation all this sent through you made you grind down on it, your moans stifled by Agatha’s folds. “Nuh uh, baby. Simply because I decided to show a bit for mercy doesn’t mean you can stop. Come on now, keep up the good work and you might get rewarded. Sounds good?” You couldn’t remember the last time you nodded your head so quickly. You dipped your tongue into your lover’s hole, making her pant softly as your nose brushed against her clit while you kept grinding down on her boot, covering it in your wetness as you felt the knot in your stomach tightening slowly. “Don’t you dare to cum, my darling, you wouldn’t want me to punish you do you? Just… just keep going I- ugh.” Her monologue was interrupted by your tongue doing its talented work inside her, accompanied by your fingers now rubbing her clit that soon made her throw her head back, moaning your name as her eyes shut. “Fuck, baby you’re gonna make me cum! God who knew you had such a talented mouth?” At the last comment you frowned, you remember sleeping with her several times during your marriage so she should know, right? Your doubts came to a sudden end when you heard Agatha crying out, pulling your hair as she did, filling your mouth with her divine fluids. As she looked down and saw your lips covered in her cum she pulled you up, kissing her deeply, moaning out softly as she tasted herself on your lips. “Oh baby, look at the mess you made on my boot. Eating me out got you going hm? Do you want mommy take care of your aches?” With big begging eyes you locked eyes with the witch, nodding at the proposal. “Please, it aches so bad! Need you so badly!”

You didn’t know how you ended up on the table, your legs spread widely with your witch’s head buried between your legs, your mind was foggy, like you had chugged an entire glass of strong alcohol which seemed very unlike you. As Agatha noticed the concerned expression on your face she felt her heart skipping a beat. Had you caught on her? “Focus on me baby, come on, look at me. Be a good girl and take what mommy gives you. That’s what you wanted didn’t you?” You brought your hand down to hold onto the witch’s hair while your other hand gripped the edge of the table as your wife’s tongue dove deeper into you, her fingers pinching your clit causing you to squirm under her touch. The way she kept locking eyes with you as she ate you out like it was her last meal made you feel things you didn’t know existed. The talented tongue and the stunning sight, as well as the fact that you had been riding her boots for what seemed like an eternity, caused you to cry out her name which was music in Agatha’s ears. The woman swallowed every single drop of your cum before she moved up to lean over you, kissing you passionately to make you taste yourself while her hand creeped underneath your ugly Christmas sweater, kneading your breasts as she kissed you once again, your tongues fighting for dominance.

“Now did I convince you to stay inside with me?” She asked, panting from the previous actions, silently hoping that she didn’t have to play with your mind again and that this convinced you. “Only if you stay inside me.” You winked pulling her closer for another kiss.

Professor Harkness lives in my head rent free 😮‍💨gotta write a fic with that at some point

Exactly! She has all the energy of dom and no one can change my opinion about that. I love her

She definitely does give off top energy but I feel like she wouldn’t mind you taking care of her on some special occasions😮‍💨

Hiiii Firstly, I love your fics some days we only need good smut.

I would love to request Agatha Harkness x fem! reader. Agatha fingering reader and then Agatha proposing the idea of use a magic strap for first time so she can feel herself inside reader. Agatha is gentle in the beginning and then she can’t stop herself

Take it easy

Characters: Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

Summary: After a rough week, Agatha makes plans on how to relax both of you.

Warnings: 18+ smut, fingering (r receiving), magic strap (r receiving), praising, breeding (kinda)

A/N: There you go, enjoy :)

Originally posted by deapax

With a soft groan you dropped down on the couch, work had gotten the best out of you that week and you were more than desperately looking forward to finally relax on the weekend. You could tell you wife was feeling just the same by the way her coat hit the floor and she didn’t even bother to put it back at the hook. The witch settled next to you, wrapping her arms around you before sighing relieved. “I hope you know that all this here is the greatest love proof you could’ve ever gotten by me. Still gotta get used to this everydays life of an ordinary worker like i couldn’t just take over the entire town if i wanted to.” And jt was true, she’d moved to the little town just for you and settled which was quite unlike her. You certainly couldn’t ask for anything more from her. “I know, darling, and you know how much i appreciate the sacrifices you have made for me. For us. I’m Im sorry work isn’t going very smoothly lately, but im certain that there are better times coming.” You assured her before leaning in for a gentle kiss. You could feel her smiling against your lips, which made you melt in her strong arms almost immediately.

Yet it seemed like the witch had gotten a little more into it than you had expected because before you knew it you felt her lips on your neck, her hands on your waist laying you down while she marked you up as she always did. She was rather possessive when it came to you. “Gonna make you feel so much better and forget about work.” She whispered into your ear, planting a soft kiss behind it before her hands moved to unbutton your pants impatiently and pulling them down along with your panties to rest around your ankles. “Aggs you really don’t have to-“ But she simply shut you up with another deep and passionate kiss, her tongue claiming your mouth as you fought for dominance with your own, yet losing the fight not long after. Right, she didn’t have to, but she certainly wanted to. Her hand wrapped around your thigh, spreading your legs open as far as she could with your pants basically tying your feet while her other hand pulled your shirt up, revealing that you were wearing nothing underneath. You let out a soft moan as Agatha wrapped her mouth around it, sucking the sensitive bud, swirling her tongue around it before pulling gently with her teeth until it stood erected. The deep chuckle that left Agatha’s throat indicated that the way you got turned on by her so easily didn’t go unnoticed.

“Oh princess, you know you could’ve just told me you needed me to take care of you. God I barely touched you and I can already feel the heat radiating from your core.” She ran two fingers through your wet folds before bringing them up to your mouth, tapping them on your lips. Obediently you opened your mouth and took her fingers in, moaning at your own taste as you sucked and cleaned her fingers. Agatha’s breath hitched watching your tongue doing its best work before she withdrew her fingers and put them in her own mouth, her eyes closing at the taste. That sight alone made you clench your thighs together, that the older witch forcefully spread again to have better access to your throbbing cunt. She ran her fingers over your clit, circling and pinching it for what seemed like ages. By the way she was kissing your breasts you knew she could bare,y hold herself back but wanted to tease just until you broke, which you did eventually. You brought your hand down to Agatha’s, moving it to your gaping hole, practically begging for her to finally fuck you properly. As she didn’t give you much more than a single finger teasing your entry you finally gave in and started begging like your life was depending on it. “Ive been so good today, darling, please i deserve it! Gonna return the favour afterwards i swear but i need you so badly, you cant tease me for so long and leave me like that!” You whined, but it worked according to plan.

Three of the witch’s talented fingers were suddenly filling you up, her palm pressing against your clit as she moved them slowly, hitting you sweet spot with her nails which drew a loud deep moan from your lips. Your head fell back on the pillow, the sensation of your wife’s lips on your tits and her fingers picking up speed drove you insane. You brought your hand down to tangle in Agatha’s dark curly hair, gently pulling it whenever she hit your g spot, making you cry out softly. “God you should see yourself right now, might have to put a mirror over our bed at some point. You’re looking so fucking gorgeous with your smeared make up and open mouth, turning me on so much.” She husked, before another idea popped up in her mind. Just before you could cum she pulled out her fingers and licked them clean. “No no no Aggy, you said i was doing well so why would you stop right before I could even finish once? That’s so unfair, I- oh…”

You stopped complaining immediately when you saw purple mist covering Agatha’s lover half. Once it had faded away you had the perfect view on the purple magic strap standing proudly between her legs. She’d taken you several times with her strap yet something seemed different this time. The witch got rid of the pieces of clothing that was pooling around her ankles so she could settle between your legs and capture your lips in another fiery kiss. “You’re lucky I got turned on so badly otherwise I would’ve made you suck me off.” She husked before cupping your cheek, her thumb brushing over your skin as she added: “This will bring both of us pleasure, and you wanna make me happy, don’t you princess?” The idea alone let your mouth water as you nodded. That was one of the advantages of having a witch as your partner, she was always up for new surprises and ideas.

Agatha smiled when she saw you giving her consent before she lined up the strap with your hole and pushed past your entry, letting the tip in to get both of you used to the feeling before she slid the rest of the veiny toy inside you with a soft thrust. Hearing her panting as she slowly pulled back and started fucking you at a steady pace was something you didn’t know you needed until this very moment. You moaned into her mouth, your hands gripping your lover’s ass cheeks as the witch’s fake cock was pushing against your g spot, making your back arch. The way you melted underneath her and the way she felt inside you made Agatha’s head spin. “Fuck, Y/N. If i knew how amazing you feel I would’ve done that so much earlier. God you’re swallowing me just like that, you’re such a good girl for me aren’t you? Make me so proud. You can take some more, I know you can. Gonna make you feel so good, princess.”

You wondered what she was talking about until you were flipped onto your front, Agatha’s hand holding your as up as she knelt behind you, lining up the toy again before pushing right in again, making you cry out in surprise as she suddenly went with a much quicker pace and rough movements, her thighs hitting your ass with ever thrust. “‘M sorry, can’t hold myself back anymore, feel so good.” She moaned, gripping your hair and pulling it as she watched your wetness dripping down your thighs, encouraging her to fuck you even harder. You were sure that the tears that were running down your cheeks from the way Agatha took you were ruining the make up you’d spent hours on doing but you didn’t mind in that very moment, you could barely think straight. “Fuck, gonna cum inside you, princess. Gonna fill you up so well.” She moaned louder, her hand moving from your hair to groap your tits as she picked up the speed one more time, letting you know she was as close as you were, her thrusts becoming sloppier. “Be a good girl and cum for me, Y/N, wanna cum with you.” You’d never heard your wife being so desperate but who were you to deny her request, in fact you couldn’t hold back much longer anyway, the orgasm inside you building up rapidly before you gripped the couch pillow, crying out your wife’s name when you released your cum all over her strap. At the same time the older woman let out a long deep moan as she came inside you as well, pushing her load deep inside you before pulling out, watching the mixed liquids slowly dripping out of your destroyed cunt. With a snap of her finger she let the strap disappear and laid down on the couch, pulling you on top of her to cuddle you gently, her fingertips running over your back. “You did so well for me, princess. Im so proud of you, i knew you could take it. I love you, Y/N, thanks for letting me try it out. Cant say it was an unpleasant experience. Quite so opposite actually.” She chuckled softly, then added: “Couldn’t have started this weekend any better.”

I just read <<Suiting her>> and I love Agatha being so dom 🥵

If you aren’t simping for dom Agatha what’re you doing?😩Gotta love her, can’t wait for her show

All eyes on her

Characters: neighbour!agatha harkness x fem!reader

Summary: Your new neighbour caught your eyes.

Warnings: 18+ smut, masturbation (r), magic use, fingering (r receiving), choking

A/N: Thanks for the good feedback on my first fic, hope you’ll enjoy this as well :)

Originally posted by deapax

You’d noticed her before she noticed you. Your eyes had been glued to her since. You’d been living here for a couple years already, you’d seen people come and go, yet you hoped the woman who’d apparently purchased the house across the street would never dare to move away again.

When you made your way to your mailbox to empty it you heard the door of your new neighbour opening. The sound of heels hitting asphalt that grew louder the longer it went on indicated that she’d the same idea. “Oh well hello there, darling! I don’t think I’ve seen you around yet. I’ve been considering ringing the bell to say hello but I didn’t want to disturb you.” The sound of her voice immediately shot straight to your core as your head shot up and met the eyes of the gorgeous woman waving across the street, trying to get your attention. She was stunning to say the least, she was all you ever wanted in person. The way her hair was put up in a messy bun, the way she smiled at you with her red lips. It all made your heart skip a beat.

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After that encounter your mind was busy with her at all times. It drove you mad, maybe a little bit obsessed even. It was wrong, you knew it, she was out of your league yet you simply couldn’t help but daydreaming about her.

You stood at the stove, making dinner while looking out of the kitchen window that was facing the bedroom across the street. When you saw the lights turning on your jaw dropped. You had the perfect view on Agatha now, who was walking up to her bed and unbuttoning the blouse she’d been wearing today. It didn’t take you long to realise what you were about to witness. You felt your mouth watering when she took off the blouse, revealing what was hiding underneath. Your eyes were glued to the beautiful curves and full breasts as the bra went off after. Right as she unbuttoned her pants something started smelling extremely burnt. You looked down at what was supposed to be your dinner, just to see that it had turned all black. Well, luckily you still had leftover pizza in the fridge. Once you’d cleaned up your mess you decided to risk another look out of the window but to your demise the curtains had been closed.

Frustrated you headed to bed that night, yet you couldn’t fall asleep no matter how much you tried, your mind running wild as the image of the goddess across the street kept replaying in your head. Before you knew it your hand made its way into your panties, slowly circling your bundle of nerves as you closed your eyes, your lips forming an O. You dipped two fingers inside you, starting to move them in and out as you imagined her taking care of you.

Her lips were on yours, you two were sharing a deep fiery kiss as she got rid of your clothing rather quickly. She moaned softly into the kiss when you kneaded her breasts through her bra while she spread your legs until suddenly-

You were close to your orgasm already when your imagination came to a quick end. As you wanted to move you noticed that you were like frozen in place. A soft chuckle from across the room made you lose all colour of your face. The woman you’ve been fantasising about during those past minutes was standing in your bedroom, watching you in your quite vulnerable state. You wondered how long she’d been watching you and how the hell she even got there in the first place. Panic arose inside you, you needed to move, cover yourself up and ask questions but when the woman came closer and gently cupped her cheek, running her thumb over your reddened skin you calmed down.

“Shh, hun. Don’t panic. I’m just here to help a neighbour out, that’s what good neighbours do no? You’re lucky you accidentally left your keys in the welcome basket you gave me.” She spoke softly, her voice sending a shiver through your spine as you suddenly were able to move again. Quickly you covered your nude body with the duvet and sat up. You couldn’t remember that your keys were missing, in fact you were certain that they were hanging by the door but the little detail somehow just vanished from your mind as quickly as it had entered it.

“Miss Harkness I am so incredibly sorry for the inconvenience. If I knew I-“ You tried to explain yourself but she cut you off immediately. “I think we’re past formalities, Y/N. Call me Agatha, Ags, Aggy. Whatever you wanna scream out later.” Your jaw dropped once again at the last comment. “Tell me who’ve got your mind so busy all night, hun. Let me who gets you so worked up you can’t sleep because of it.” By now you knew you’d crossed the line of needing to be shy, you looked up at her, her cheeks glowing bright red as you answered. “Ever since I’ve laid my eyes on you I couldn’t help but think about you every second.” The witch smirked, enjoying how innocent you were while she’d been planning all this’s since the past days.

You were sure you were dreaming, there was no way that the woman of your dreams now setting down next to you on your bed, her hand grabbing the duvet and slowly moving it off you without you even trying to stop her as you were enjoying this way too much. Something made you stop worrying your pretty little head as she leaned down to kiss you passionately, her cold metal of her necklace hitting your skin in the process, making you shiver as it brushed over your already erected nipple. Focused on the kiss and the tongue that was now exploring your mouth made you completely miss the hand that was moving up your inner thigh, resting close to your core before running a finger through your soaked folds, gathering the wetness. “Someone’s got a bit excited hm? How sweet. I’m flattered.” She winked as she brought her finger up to her lips and licked it clean, a soft main leaving her mouth at the taste. “God you’re absolutely divine my dear, I should visit you at night more often.” Not that you’d complain about that at all, you’d probably even leave your door wide open for her. Not just the door in fact.

The witch was less distracted, she ran her fingers through your folds before sliding two of her wicked fingers inside you while she used her thumb to rub circles over your clit, pulling moan after moan from you. You closed your eyes as Agatha’s lips found their way to your neck, licking and kissing the soft skin until she finally found your pulse point, biting right down on it, making you cry out her name, her arms wrapping around the witch’s body tightly as she added another finger, thrusting them in and out of you with a quick pace that didn’t slow down even after minutes of keep it up. It was like Agatha didn’t tire. You felt her marking up your neck before she pulled with a smirk to have a look at her artwork. “God your gorgeous like that baby, now everyone know you’re my little slut to pleasure. I don’t like sharing, keep that in mind. I want your eyes on me.” The commanding tone made your crotch tingle as your walls started clenching around her fingers, you enjoyed the attention she gave you, the way she claimed you as hers like it was nothing. She proud her free hand up to your neck, choking you softly as she her eyes pierced your own, the wet sounds of your cunt filling the room as she curled her fingers to hit your g spot with her nails. “Can I cum? Please I need it so much, I can’t hold it back much longer!” You cried softly but she just laughed wickedly, her fingers continued working inside you as she put slightly more pressure on your throat. “I know you can hold on a little longer baby, gonna make me so very proud.” She whispered in your ear as she you dug her nails into the suit she was wearing. Yet she didn’t make it any easier for you, she licked done your chest to your breasts, wrapping her mouth around your nipple to bit and pull it gently before starting to suck, leaving red lipstick marks all over them. You moved your hand up to her messy bun, holding her head close as she switched to the other breast to give it the same attention. “Aggy please I need to cum! ‘M gonna be so good but please!” You begged her and she finally gave in. “That’s my good girl, been doing so well for me. Now make me proud and cum for me, make a mess on my fingers.” And you did right as the words left the woman’s mouth. You came with a loud scream of her name, releasing your cum all over her fingers and your bed, the grip on the witch’s suit loosening as your arched your back, taking deep breaths to come down from your high while she helped you riding out your orgasm. “Thank you, miss- I mean Agatha.”

The older witch pulled out her fingers, licking off every single drop of your cum before she used the momentum of you catching your breath to bury her head in between your legs to clean you up, running her tongues over your wet thighs and folds, gathering every drop of cum she could find to not let any go to waste. Once she was satisfied she kissed up your body until she reached your lips, leaving another soft kiss on them before getting up from your bed and straightening her suit and redoing her bun. “You should rest now, Y/N. Now that you’ve enlightened the flame I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself from stopping by more often now. Until then, hun.” After a single blink she was gone, all you could see was a bit of purple mist at the place where she’d stood just seconds ago. She left you lying there, confused but satisfied. And you were certain you’d now have many more opportunities to pay back the favour and ask your burning questions.

Suiting her

Characters: Agatha Harkness x fem!reader

Summary: After escaping the hex the witch’s focus shifts to getting her powers back. Yet she can’t just ignore the looks you give her once she shows off her new style.

Word Count - no idea, enough I hope

Warnings - Smut, strap on, Agatha being merciless, overstimulation, rough sex, mommy kink

A/N - set after the hex -> also this is my first fic on here so leave a comment if you got improvements!

Originally posted by deapax

“Y/N, darling, do you mind grabbing the spell books from the shelf? The red and blue ones.” The witch’s voice echoed in your head as you rolled your eyes, heading to the shelf to do as you were told even though you had imagined this morning a lot differently.

Just a few days back you’d helped her to escape the hex just to find out that Agatha had lost access to her beloved powers. Very quickly that had become her new focus, she had developed quite an obsession to find a way to get to the what she called Witch’s Road. You didn’t know anything about this place, you weren’t a witch yourself, you were simply at Agatha’s mercy, nothing more than her loyal lover. She had never mentioned the word girlfriend, even though you liked dreaming of a life in which Agatha would be able to embrace her feelings for her, maybe even show some affection.

“Y/N, I’m waiting. Don’t make me punish you again.” The voice pulled you out of your thoughts and back to reality. You’d have to arrange with the fact that her focus was no longer on you like it had been during the hex, no matter how draining it was. Like the obedient pup you were you fetched the books and made your way to the living room of the little cabin you’d found shelter in, placing them down on the table in front of Agatha, your eyes glued to the floor as you didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of you drooling over her.

“Good girl. You may start preparing lunch while I study those books, you know I value silence.” She stated rather dry, which made you clench your fists, tears dwelling in your eyes as you bit down your lip trying to hold back. It was unfair, you’d done anything for her and that’s how she thanked you? “No. You’re old enough to cook alone and I am independent enough to-“ That’s when you lifted your gaze to meet Agatha’s to make your point, yet you choked on your very own words at the view that was presented to you.

You’d known Agatha to be the elderly woman with the dark untamed curly hair and her dark purple dress. The Agatha in front of you was much different from that. She had out her hair up to a messy bun and the make up she wore was way more present, making her look even younger. But what caught your eyes the most was the suit she’d chosen to put over a white blouse, her necklace dangling from her neck. She was almost looking like she was heading to an important meeting. “Independent you say? Darling, we both know you couldn’t even survive a day without me, no need to lie to yourself. But I think you know I cannot let that little comment of yours slide so easily. Mommy needs to teach her pup some manners. Kneel.”

It was the change of tone that got to you, the attention that you suddenly had, the books long forgotten. You felt your legs pressing together as wetness started to pool between them. God you could cum from that sight alone. Without hesitation you dropped down on your knees in front of the older witch who was still settled rather comfortably on the big old fashioned chair. With doe eyes you looked up at your mommy, as she liked to call herself, yet you couldn’t agree more. “Let’s out that big loose mouth of yours to better use shall we?” Your mouth started watering as you noticed the bulge in the witch’s suit pants, that she now unbuttoned and pulled down just enough to pull her favourite purple strap out of it. It was standing proudly as your mouth slowly approached it, your eyes in Agatha’s at all times just how she’d taught you.

You licked a straight line up her strap, swirling your tongue around the tip before taking the large toy into her mouth. By the fact that she’d chosen her largest one you knew you were in big trouble. Agatha wasn’t playing around when it came to her punishments. You started sucking her off like she could feel it, hollowing your cheeks under pressing your lips against the strap before taking it even deeper until it hit the back of your mouth, making your choke. As you pulled back you met Agatha’s hand, pushing you back down. “Nuh uh, you know good girls take what they’re given. You don’t wanna disappoint mommy after the little stunt you pulled earlier do you now?” You shook your head, trying your best to keep sucking the toy, tears starting to build up as Agatha gripped your hair tighter, guiding your head on the strap just the way she liked it. Hearing her quite grunts and moans that escaped her mouth by the simple view of you encouraged you to keep going until Agatha finally had enough, the toy now covered in your salvia and your cheeks stained with your shed salty tears.

“Get up, bend over the table. I’m done playing around with you. If you wanna be a brat, I’ll treat you like one.” Her voice only fuelled your desire for her, desperate to make her proud and earn her forgiveness, but you knew better than that. Agatha wasn’t one to forgive easily, she’d proven that many times and nights before. Yet you still had allowed your feelings to take over you. Agatha’s strong hand wrapped around your throat to lift you back on your feet made you realise that you’d been too slow for her liking. Roughly she turned you around, bending you over the table, holding you down by your neck as she impatiently got rid of your pants and panties.

She now was leaning over you, you could feel the wet strap pressing against your thigh as she whispered in your ear. “Dumb little pup really thought you could escape mommy’s grip hm? I’ll never let you go. But I know you wouldn’t want to leave me, you’re such a whore for me, princess. Can’t go a day without my strap can you? You know if you wanted mommy’s attention you could’ve just asked. Mommy’s got some stress she needs to take out.” Her voice was raspy, you could tell she was exhausted and frustrated from not finding a solution for her problem since days. You started feeling bad for being so selfish, wanting all her attention for yourself while she deserved to take some time for herself after everything she’d gone through in the hex.

She licked along your ear shell, biting your earlobe and pulling on it before she got back in an upright position and used her free hand to guide the strap to your soaking wet folds, running it through them until she suddenly pushed forwards. You cried out softly, your hands gripping either side of the table as she sent another rough push right after, burying the strap inside your gaping hole. “Mommy! ‘S so big, hurts..” You whined but Agatha just laughed wickedly, pulling back just to slam the toy back inside you, the wetness of your cunt making it easy for her to pick up a quick pace, the sinful sound of skin hitting skin filling the silent room. “That’s the point of a punishment, pup. It’s supposed to hurt. But you know mommy would never do something that you don’t deserve, ain’t that right?” You could hear her panting as she tightened her grip on your neck while her nails of her other hand dug into the skin of your thigh as she kept them wide open for her.

“ ‘M so sorry for misbehaving, mo-mommy. I’ll be good, I know I deserve this.” She cried out, not being to hold back at the way Agatha manhandled you, fucking you senselessly, turning your brain to mush within a couple of seconds. The change of the rhythm Agatha fucked you with was enough to take you to the edge already. She slowed down her movement, yet she made sure the tip of the toy was hitting your sweet spot every time she thrusted the toy inside your tight hole, making your legs shake as you came, your cum dripping down your legs. Your expression change the second you noticed you’d just broken another one of your mommy’s rules.

“Oh? Did mommy’s strap fuck you so well that you forgot the simplest rule of them all? Tell me.” Smack. Her hand fell hardly on your ass you tried your best to come down from your high to form a sentence that made sense. You cried out as another blow hit your ass cheek. By the way it felt and sounded you could tell you’d be having troubles sitting the next few days. “Mind’s empty.. ‘m sorry I came without permission, mommy. I-“ Another smack interrupted your pathetic apology. You knew it didn’t matter what you said, you’d fucked up big time and she was prepared. Suddenly the witch started moving at a rapid speed again, rutting you against the table as she ignored your cries and begs. “It’s too much, mommy please! C-can’t take any more!” Tears pooled on the table as she continued taking you like her life was depending on you. The way the table was moving under her powerful thrusts you got scared that her cup of tea would end up on the ground very soon which you obviously would have to clean up afterwards. “Should’ve thought about that before you got mommy all angry and disappointed at you, princess. You can and you will give me another, and another if I tell you to. See it as a friendly reminder of who’s in charge here.”

Her voice started shaking, you could tell she was close as well by the way her movements started getting sloppier, her thrusts harder as she tried desperately to chase her own orgasm. The way she cried out your name when she came made all the pain worth it. Your knuckles turned white as you came again, sobbing loudly as she rid out her own orgasm before pulling out of you and dropping back down on her chair, pulling you along with her. “Sh sh sh, pup. You did so well for mommy. Mommy’s so proud of you.” She pulled you into her lap, wiping your tears, giving you a moment to at least catch your breath before she lifted you back on her strap. “Now rest some while I study those books, you’ll need your energy for later if I don’t find a way to get my powers back anytime soon.” Tiredly you rested your head on Agatha’s shoulder, closing your eyes as you felt her hand on your back drawing little patterns on it with her hand as she opened the book and mumbled a few spells, her voice soothing you to sleep not too long after.