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harmshake · 6 months

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Naughty or Nice

Rhea isn't letting you off the hook for being a bad girl this Christmas...

Rhea Ripley x Fem Reader | 18+ ONLY, NSFW, smut | 1,929 words

a/n: This cute ass drawing inspired this fic so thanks, Alejandra!

Happy reading! Read my other Rhea stories here, if you'd like. ✨

"Turn around for Mami, sweetheart. I want to see you from the back."

Rhea's voice was so thick with mischievous lust that you could hear the smirk on her full, pink lips. If it wasn't for the silky green blindfold, that read "Ho, ho, ho!" in cursive white, over your eyes, you would be able to see it. As you turned around for her, you knew she was reclined on the bed with her gaze crawling along your body—your bare, ample curves draped with green, plastic strings of Christmas LED lights twinkling red, blue, and gold against your skin.

Your girlfriend had done a great job of tying you up, making sure your wrists behind your back were locked in place right above your round ass that you could damn near feel her eyes on. And when she purred, "Look at my Christmas gift...all wrapped up for me to ruin..." you felt yourself tremble as you bit your lip.

"You mean unwrap, right? You're keeping me in these?" you asked quietly as you heard her rise from the bed, her footsteps drawing nearer until you felt her hands slip around your waist. It was a cute joke for her to bind you up and admire her work, but you didn't expect to stay like this.

Rhea giggled lightly in your ear before she kissed it, her teeth skimming along your lobe and making you tremble harder...especially with fingers spreading over your belly and through the strings that pressed into your skin. Her touch grazed up until it cupped the weight of your breasts in her palms, pinching at the lights that hung there before she did the same with your soft and sensitive nipples. You shivered with a moan and her kisses fell to your neck as she whispered, "I want you juuust like this. You've been a naughty girl...and this is your punishment."

"I thought I was your good girl," you murmured and your head fell back onto her shoulder as she tweaked and teased your nipples. She hummed like it was true but then laced a hand around your throat with a surprisingly tight grip that made you gasp and bite your lip again.

"Not tonight, baby. I already made my list and checked it twice..." Another rolling pinch to your taut nipple and squeeze on your throat had you rubbing your thighs together to feel that pressure elsewhere. "...And it confirmed you need to obey Mami. Or else."

Her warm breath tickled your shoulder with another kiss and you leaned back into her, feeling the shape of her nude body form to yours as her fingers went from playing with your nipples to playing with the lights that dangled on your thighs. You were wet and nearly dripping between them, a devilish combo of her teasing and your fidgeting to ease the sensual tension...but Rhea didn't relieve it.

"Or else wh—"

Instead, she yanked you back and onto the bed, letting you fall gracefully onto your back with your legs hanging over the edge. They were the only part of you she didn't completely twist up with Christmas lights that were poking you on your back, hips, and belly. You thought the blindfold was a nice touch yet overkill to her sadism as you didn't understand why it was needed until you felt her run her soft hands along your thighs before she pushed them wide apart. Then there was rustling, her shuffling away for a moment to fiddle with something—and then a satisfied hmph from her that echoed in your ears and made your curiosity sparkle until it gleamed beneath the pads of her fingertips.

"Excited for your punishment, hmm?" Rhea cooed as her pointer and middle finger spread your moist lips with swirls that moved up and down, lightly then deeply until you bucked your hips a bit, trying to make her touch slip over your aching clit.

"Yes, Mami," you whined as she prodded at your little entrance, so slick from her teasing that her fingertip sunk in an inch. She didn't pull away, she couldn't, not when it made you hiss and buck your hips again to tug her in more. She obliged you, her pointer fingertip tracing up to brush your g-spot, and you whined again, "Fuck, yesss. Please, please lick me, baby."

You would have grabbed her pretty little head with your hands and brought her lips to your lips if they were strapped to your back underneath you. You hoped bucking your hips one more time would convince her to put those sexy lips where you needed them, but she snickered.

"Tsk tsk. You're tellin' me what to do like I'm not in charge," Rhea scoffed with a gentle bite on your right inner thigh as a reminder. You winced and apologized with a gasp before she added, "See, sweetheart? You're a naughty girl. And I'm going to take my time teachin' you a lesson..."

She pushed in a second finger, twirling and working them both up to her knuckles, and you groaned with glee to feel her so deep...and then you cried to feel a smooth, wide yet round object finally make contact with your clit. Rhea nudged at your sweet spot for just a few seconds, enough time to stir that delicious, warm tingling in you and make you squirm.

Then she turned it on.

"Unnhhh, oh, my go-ood!" you moaned with the sound coming deep from your belly that caved in from the good vibes washing over you. If this was how Rhea treated you for being bad, you were all for it.

"There we go...that feels good? You're gonna cum for Mami, sweetheart?" Rhea nearly moaned back as you fluttered around her fingers, her beautiful accent filled with the pleasure she filled you with. You couldn't get the words out fast enough before your smoldering orgasm burned you up and choked you up, only allowing husky moans to escape you and bounce off the ceiling.

You coughed a bit from how much you moaned with the overwhelming vibes covering every inch of your clit that throbbed, from her fingers still kneading your g-spot before she slowly pulled away and left you shivering.

"Mmm, shiiit," you breathed and tried to close your thighs around her head, her silky hair tickling your tummy as she replaced her weapon of pleasure with her lips, leaving tongue kisses between your wet folds to clean you up. "Shitshitshit, Mami," you whimpered when it became clear she wanted to be thorough. Her tongue dragged along every spot you tried to hide from her as she pried your shivering thighs back open until she was done.

You felt lightheaded with tired lungs and you wished you could see the look on Rhea's gorgeous face as you knew she was smug to see her punishment go so well. You could hear her licking you off her lips as she put her toy away before you felt those lips on your inner thighs, giving each a turn to be caressed with kisses. "Still my naughty girl, baby?" she asked in a grunt on your skin, her hands grasping at your hips.

"Yesss," you agreed, nothing on your mind but her mouth and strong grasp that flipped you onto your stomach. Her mouth was back on you in an instant, kissing all over your pretty and thick ass that she squeezed and spanked.

"Yeah? Guess you need more punishment," Rhea replied with another spank, harder, forcing a moan out of you. Your cheek smushed to the comforter when she picked you up by your hips to plant you on your knees. Face down, ass up was a dangerous position you knew well, and your eyes flickered open beneath the blindfold only to forget you couldn't see Rhea and her fat, longish strap. But you could damn sure feel it as the tip pushed into your glistening and twitching hole that pulled her inside greedily.

"Fuuuuck, Demi," your long, crackled cry melted into the sheets, as did your drool as she seized your bound-together wrists in one hand to keep you arched perfectly for her thrusts, deeply, deep, and deeper with slow precision as her other hand spanked your ass cheek so you'd yelp her name again.

"What, sweetheart? Mami...has to fuck...the naughtiness out of you..." she growled behind you between strokes that tapped the end of your pussy like a punctuation mark. You could only exclaim your pleasure, anyway, from the luscious way she pummeled into your tight, little pussy, and from the yummy way the strings of Christmas lights nipped at your skin as they tethered you tighter.

And when those intoxicating strokes quickened to chase your drunken moans, the strings and lights pinching at you so good, you could barely say her name without slurring it. Rhea then abruptly pulled out and climbed off the bed for a moment, letting you sit there quivering and empty before she laid you on your back again and snatched you to the edge of the bed where she stood.

"Tell me, baby...still feelin' naughty?" she asked and her stunning smile shone in your mind's eye. It made you smirk, too, yet tremble on her as she held one of your legs to her breasts with the other pinned to the bed, her dripping tip already dipping into you. Her black nails dug into the supple flesh of your thighs as she filled you again, petting your g-spot with the strokes she knew you wanted. She didn't need your answer because she was in charge, always on top, and you were feeling fuzzy with silent screams that made it impossible to speak as you fell apart again.

However, it didn't stop her from talking her seductive shit as she punished you.

"My princesa, you didn't learn the first time? Mami's gonna make you a good girl..."

"Look at you shakin' for me...told you I would ruin you, baby."

"Cum...cum on my dick, sweetheart. You know you want to."

She descended those good vibes onto your clit as a lethal surprise, rubbing the wand just so with her thrusts until you came like you were consumed in a lake of succulent fire, a far cry from the snowy nightfall that whirled just outside the bedroom window. Your body got so hot with those warm tingles that you felt yourself break out in a sweat as Rhea punished your pussy with hard-hitting strokes and grinding vibes that didn't stop until you squirted for her, making a wet mess on her tatted abs and the bed with your collective love juices.

You writhed and moaned for her pathetically, hearing your heartbeat in your ears and feeling her struggle to pull out as your pussy became a glutton for her punishment and clamped around her. Rhea shut the wand off and placed it aside, leaning down with her hands on both sides of your head to kiss you softly and coax you to relax as she tenderly retreated out of you. "Baby..." she mumbled sweetly against your lips.

"Yes, baby?" you mumbled back in a hushed breath. Your skin surely had marks from the stringed lights chaffing you, and your forearms were almost numb from your body weighing on them, but you still gazed at Rhea with doe-eyes when she tugged your blindfold up to see your pupils blown out with your love for her.

Rhea ran her fingers along your cheek before she tangled them in your hair, pressing a kiss to your forehead before she asked, "Are you naughty...or nice now?"

"I'm feelin' real nice," you remarked in a small, satiated voice and made her chuckle. "But if you think I need to be taught another lesson...I'll stay naughty for you, Mami."

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canonizzyhours · 6 months

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I binged the first season maybe a week after it was done airing and I looked up fan discussions right after that. As far as I remember a lot of it was pretty chill, people gushing about the show, thinking Izzy was a fun antagonist to dislike, and anxiously waiting for a renewal. I did notice that saying you loved Izzy was somewhat of an unpopular opinion but if there was backlash about it I wasn’t aware of it. I loved to hate him, we needed a guy like him on this show. Then I just moved on with my life to obsess over other hyperfixations until the trailer for season 2 came out.

Coming back to the fandom was weird to say the least, like stepping in another dimension. Suddenly not loving Izzy and not thinking he was the best was not only an unpopular opinion but you’d get shit for it? I was lurking, sometimes commenting, on reddit during season 2 and it always felt like it was a minefield when you wanted to comment even a little negatively on Izzy’s arc during season 2, and that you almost had to preface that you didn’t excuse Ed’s actions just so you could share an opinion on Izzy and hope not get downvoted to hell and be accused of supporting domestic abuse. It’s wild to me. I felt everything else could be talked about, but Izzy was such a sore subject if your review of him was not glowing praise for some reason?

I’d say the majority of people had nuanced views but some Izzy fans were so loud that they made the place… not a safe space ship. To me it was at least, I felt unsafe to say what I really thought because I participate in fandom for nuanced and civil discussions, not to get into a fight over Izzy of all people. I want peace not a migraine. It was like walking on eggshells not wanting to upset the Izzy fans over there, and it got progressively worse throughout the season. It was exhausting to have to be mindful of their emotional states all of the time. I can be sympathetic to a degree but I’m not here to manage the emotional outbursts of people I don’t even know the face of. I loved season 2 but a lot of them sucked the joy from it for a while with their rants over Izzy’s death. I still lurk over there once in a while and it’s gotten better in the months following the finale despite the occasional Izzy is not really dead posts, but man, I feel burnt out.

Tumblr isn’t much better but at least I’ve curated my feed well enough to not see much of it and it’s a relief honestly.

Thank you for letting me rant a little! (Merry Christmas for those whole celebrate!)

#164.

#ofmd #izzy hands #fandom critical #canonizzyhours #merry christmas! 🎄

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