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teeramoonlover · 6 months

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Knock, Knock

Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader x Stu Macher

(NSFW)

This is my first time writing oneshot, let alone smut. English is not my first language so bear with me.

Warning: Reader is a Virgin, Cussing, alot of cursing, knife play, mask kink, bondage, fingering, cunnilingus, deep throat, anal, threesome, and double penetration.

*Bold - Voice modulator, Italic - inner voice

“Hello?”

“Hello.”

You furrowed your eyebrows. You didn't recognize this deep voice talking to you.

“Who’s this?” Instead of hanging up, your gut feeling tells you to continue the conversation with this stranger. Maybe you’ll get something out of it.

“You don’t need to know about me. I just want to talk to you.”

“Now why should I do that? Stranger danger. Didn’t your parents teach you that?” You saunter around the kitchen counter and stare at the sets of kitchen knives. You pull out a cleaver and wait for them to reply.

The stranger chuckled, amused with your response.

“Just want to call you so I get to know you better.”

You poked your tongue inside your cheek. You put the knife back in its place, humming to yourself.

“Alright, Mr Stranger. You got my attention and I'm bored as hell. Shoot your million dollar question.” You leaned your back on the counter, hand in pocket while another's still holding the phone.

“Tell me, do you like scary movies?”

“Uhh, yeah.”

“What’s your favorite scary movie?”

“Does The Addams Family count? 1991 is the best.” You shrugged, checking your nails. The voice grumbled, annoyed with your movie choice.

“That’s not even a scary movie. And it’s a kid show.”

“Excuse me, that movie is my fave and you don’t get to judge my beloved Morticia Addams just because I watch a ‘kid show’. Besides, that movie is still considered horror okay. Take examples like Tim Burton’s production. Even though most of his movies are suitable for children, he still wants to insert horror elements so they could find comfort and won’t make them feel scared anymore. You should try Nightmare before Christmas or maybe Edward Scissorhand for starters.” you jested.

“Not my kind of style. Edward is weird as fuck.”

“Oh now you’re crossing the line Mr. Nobody. Fun fact for you, Johnny Deep with or without heavy makeup is hot as fuck. Hell, if there’s any Johnny copycat out there, I’ll ride his dick straight away.” you mused. The audacity of this guy.

The stranger hummed.

Is it creepy that I can see him smiling through the phone?

“You should be careful what you wish for. It might come true.”

“Then, Amen for that. I ain’t regret what I said so if you have a problem with it, you jerked your tiny dick somewhere else.”

He chuckled darkly.

“So, do you have a boyfriend?”

"What if I have one? Or maybe a girlfriend? What ya gonna do about it?” You rolled your eyes.

The phone went dead silent until a deep growl came out on the line. His voice changed to menacing.

“You don’t have a boyfriend. You’re not even lesbian.”

“Slow down tiger. I can change my preference wherever I want. Anyway, congratulations! You’re successful become from a total stranger to a fucking creep. Now no more games with me. What do you want?” You huffed, getting annoyed and a little creep out with his manic voice.

“Oh baby, you think this is a game? I’ll play a real game for ya. Knock, Knock.”

You yelped when you heard someone banging on your front door.

Shit. Wrong move.

You pull out a metal bat under the counter like you knew this would gonna happen and check around, especially every closed door inside the house. You already watched too many horror movies with Randy that you even know where the killer always comes out from.

“I ask you want more time. What the hell do you want from me?”

“You wanna know, you have to play the game with me.”

You jumped when you heard another banging. And this time, at your backyard.

“Knock. Knock.”

You gulped and took a glimpse at your back. As you saw nobody's there, you pressed your back on the wall and focused on the front door.

“Who’s there?”

You make sure all the doors and windows are already locked as your father went out training with his buddies. He says he will be coming home late.

Double. Shit.

“Johnny.”

You innerly scoffed. Oh he likes this game too much.

“Johnny where?”

“Clever girl. Guess.”

You rushed to the front door and took a look outside from the window. No one was there. You blurted out the answer.

“The backyard.”

“Wrong.”

You shrieked as the sound of a crash came out from the living room. You ran there to see a big gape hole at your now shattered window. You scanned the whole room. Only one wooden chair and shattered glass all over the floor.

He couldn’t make it inside that fast. You raised the phone as you heard his voice.

“I give you a second chance. Knock, knock.”

“Oh fuck you with your knock knock shit game! What do you want from me?!”

“I want you…to ride me.”

You inhaled sharply at his answer as you turned around with a bat raised in front of you.

“You’re messing with the wrong person here.” You spitted. He chuckled mockingly, amazed that you still have a bit of spite even though you know you're about to lose the game.

“You should be asking where I am, (Y/N).” He enunciated your name deeply.

Sweat trickle down your temple as you took a step back one at the time. This stranger knowing your name just shot up your nerve haywire.

“Where the fuck are you shithead.”

“Behind you.”

You turned around and hit the phone right to the side of his face.

His Ghostface leather mask to be exact.

He covered his head from the hit with his gloved hand and you took that opportunity to bash his head with your metal bat. He doubles in pain as you hit his back with more force and knocks his feet to the floor. He lay on his back, gripping his back painfully as you stepped on his body.

“Now let’s see who's behind the mask.”

Before you could bend down to grab his mask, the air got knocked out from you as someone rammed from your side. Your head got slam on the floor hard followed by a body that stumbled right above you.

There’s two of them?!

You tried to pry him off from you but it was no use. You could see from your blurred vision that two masked men were now crowded right in front of you.

The first guy above your head took both of your hands and held them tight, giving out a painful moan from you, while the other one sat on top of your low waist between his thighs, securing your legs from moving.

You tried to trash your body only to feel a sharp knife under your throat. You looked up to see the second guy shaking his head.

A warning.

“Looks like you lost the game.” Second ghostface seems satisfied seeing you beneath him. The knife in his hand trailed lower and lower to your neck. You could feel a prick of pain as the knife cut deep at your collarbone.

“Losers need to pay the price.” The first ghostface giggled, bringing out a rope from his black robe and tied your hand above your head.

“Two against one? Really fair, does it?” You gritted your teeth. Even though you’re already at their mercy, your mouth still runs like a goddamn sailor.

“Didn’t know this should be a fair game.” Second ghostface shrugged, still lingering his knife around your neck area.

“So what? You gonna kill me?”

“Careful, you shouldn’t challenge a killer with a knife. Now you said it, that does sound tempting.” The killer dragged down his knife to your waist. The cold of his blade sent chills down your spine as it put pressure on your stomach, emphasizing his words.

You gulped as you eyed the two ghostface. The one that sat on top of you seems like a person you don’t want to mess with. The way his voice held authority, meaning if he wants to kill you, he’ll make sure you’re good as dead. Even though he’s wearing a mask, you could feel his hot gaze on your throat to your collarbone that already bleed out from the small cut. His gloved hand reached out, smearing your oozing blood with his thumb. He loves it, you can tell.

Another one above your head, however he's a different kind of persona. He seems to like goofing around and having fun stabbing his victim. More sadistic, more of an unhinged bastard. If he takes his mask off, you bet he'll be that funny, easy going guy. His head tilted to the side, staring at your body in awe. Like you'll become his biggest meal tonight.

"But since you beat my friend here, I'll give you a chance. If you want to live, you need to do something for me." He hinted at the end of his sentence. The first Ghostface started to laugh hysterically.

Somehow you know what he meant, knowing what they're gonna do to you.

"What do you mean?" You shuddered.

In a split second, he pulled your body and switched position, making you on top of him. You could feel the bulge between your legs as his hands gripped your waist.

"You know what I meant."

Your whole body shivered in fear and excitement. You don’t know why your body react that way. Fear, yes but also excites you?

You already soaked in your panties, though it was the adrenaline of the chase.

You subtly rubbed yourself on his groin. He sighed in content as you kept rubbing his hard on.

“That’s it, babe.” His breath ragged as both his hands moved your hips and pressed deeper to his crotch. His hips thrust to your core, making you let out a soft moan.

You feel someone's hand held the back of your head, turning you to meet the first Ghostface. His gloves were already gone from both hands, as he’s working on to half-done his zipper jeans.

“Open your mouth, kitten." He slipped his thumb, pressing your lips to open. He inserted two fingers in and out as you swirl your tongue around his fingers. They were so long that you gagged as it reached at the back of your throat. When he pulled out his fingers, a string of saliva coated them.

“I’ve never done this before.” Your face was red, embarrassing to admit that you never had sex before.

“We know you’re a virgin.” He whispered. His thumb stroking your lower lip, his mask titled to the side.

“Don't worry about that. We promise to make you feel good, m'okay?" The Ghostface under you sat up, his hand tugged teasingly at your waistband while the other one caressed your cheek. His deep voice is surprisingly tender, luring you in like a moth to his flame.

Without thinking, you nodded at his words.

Beneath those masks, their smirk grew wider, finally getting you hooked with them.

"Lift your hips for me, baby."

He tore his gloves from his hands and guided your hips upward. As you stand on your knees, he tugged down your shorts and panties in one go. You gasped at how rough, desperate he wanted to strip you naked.

He took out his knife and started to rip them in half. You shiver from the cold as your clothes discard aside.

A pair of hands from behind reach out to your breast and fondle them. You whimpered as he pulled and squeezed your nipples. Another hand slipped to your wet cunt, thumb circling your clit.

"Gosh, your pussy is so wet for us. We're just getting started." He mused. Slowly, he inserted two fingers inside you, thumb still rubbing your clit. You shuddered, your back laid on someone's chest, who still continued grasping your breast.

"Look at you, seeking pleasure from two psychotic serial killers. Ain't ya a dirty little slut." The one from behind cackled in manic, enjoying seeing you completely vulnerable for him.

You subconsciously ride your hips with his fingers inside you, reaching your high. Your tied arms pressed in front of his chest as his friend from behind starts to dry hump your ass. You could imagine how big their dicks are, one pressing from the back while the other one underneath your pussy, still finger fuck you.

As if they knew you're about to come, he pulled out his fingers. You let out a small whine, feeling the loss of your pussy to be filled. He dip his finger beneath his mask, groaning in pleasure as he tasted your juices with a mix of blood.

Your hair got clutched from behind and dived you to his tent. When he pulled down his boxer, you were awestruck at how thick and veiny his hard rod is. He tapped his dick on your mouth, precum smeared at your lower lips.

"Like what you see?" He chuckled, seeing you looking at his cock like that got him more turned on.

You flustered, eyeing the two black holes resemble eyes staring at you, silently to gain his permission. He nodded, pushing his tip further into your lips.

You subtly open your mouth, licking his precum and heard his deep groan in return. This made you sucked and licked his tip and moved your hand up and down his length.

He tilted his head back. Though you couldn't see with his mask on, a sense of pride grew in you, pleased to see him feel that way.

"You're sure this is your first time? Fuck, this feels amazing." He bucked his hips in your mouth.

"Open your mouth wide open, tongue down. I'm a deep throat till you swallow all of my cum." You do as he said. He thrust his dick deep in your throat, making you gagged but you held it in.

He fucked your mouth relentless, both his hands keeping you in place. Tears pooling down your face as saliva spilling from your mouth until your nose touches his pelvis. You tapped his thigh, coughing up when he pulled out his dick from your swollen lips.

You're too focused on the man in front of you, that your ass was raised in the air and gasped as you felt a tongue licking at your entrance.

"Damn I can eat this pussy all day." He growled from behind, licking and biting your clit. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as his tongue does wonders to you.

You gagged as he pounds in and out of your mouth, while from behind a tongue lick deep in your entrance. His nose teasing your clit, earning you a moan vibrating through the dick in your mouth. Both of them release low moans, reaching their high.

You tap his thigh, pull you away from his dick as you feel a knot in your stomach.

"I-I some-something d-down there." You cried out, feel his friend's wet tongue thrust in and out of your cunt. You gasped from sensation, as he's licked your rim hole.

"Then cum all over his mouth, princess. Let him taste every drop." He strokes his dick as you stick your tongue out to his tip. You feel your release as the man behind lapping your juices clean.

"God, she tastes so good. I wanna fuck her wet cunt till she's scream."

The killer in front of you didn't say a word, staring at his friend

"You can't have her. She beat you up, remember?"

"The fuck that's supposed to mean? We won, she lost."

"Correction, you get beat to a pulp and I'm the one stopping it. So, I get the prize and you just, I don't know. Enjoy the show?"

"I'm already hard and you’re telling me just to watch you all over her? Hell no man!"

They way they're talking about you like you aren't there bothers you, but at the same time kind of hot.

You could tell his friend was frustrated, agitated while him with you on his lap stroking his tip to your folds. You whimpered as he nudged his face mask closer to your neck. You could feel his wet tongue licking and sucking at the cut he gave you.

Deep down you know your choice terrifies you but you don't want his friend left behind.

"There's two holes for a reason, ya know." You mumbled low, but somehow both killers caught on to what you said. They both were stunned. Not long after, the one you sit on his lap snickered darkly.

"You're one dirty little virgin. Didn't know you're into that." He gripped your hips closer to his already hard crotch. You blushed at his indication.

Truth is, you stumbled upon a porn magazine from Stu's wardrobe, asking you for his sweatpants as he was in the bathroom. Curiosity kills you when you open the magazine, the page showed a blond woman penetrated by two men, dick in her cunt while another in her ass.

The image haunted you yet deep down you want to know how it feels like, to get banged by two. As you stare at her lustful face, you jump when you hear Billy's voice from outside Stu's room. So, you threw away the magazine and hastily grabbed his shorts. When Billy enters the room, he stares at you intensely. He always does every time you're in his sight. He raised an eyebrow as you gave the shorts, muttered, "Give it to Stu, he wants it." and you made a mad dash out of his room.

You know for the fact that the chances you're getting DP is slim to none. But seeing as of now, your fuzzy brain was like why not.

"You're an angel, you know that? That's why you're perfect for us." The frustrated Ghostface was now like he's in cloud nine when you told him that, hugging you from behind.

"You're meant for us, (Y/N). Remember that." The one with you on his lap was now laying down on the floor, bringing you with him so that your pussy was placed right on his outstretched cock. As his tip penetrated your entrance, you whimpered as the slight discomfort got you. As your tied arms gripped the black cloth of his front, his hand teasing your clit, trying to distract you from the pain.

As he is completely inside you, the discomfort was replaced slowly with pleasure, fullness from his thick length. His sighed in relief, loving his dick snug deep in your pussy like a vice.

"Fuck you're so tight, baby." He rasped as he helped adjust his length inside you. When he felt you ready, he slowly thrust in and out of you, making you moan.

"You like that? You like riding this cock?" His slow thrust became erratic as he rammed your throbbing cunt. Your mouth gaped open, couldn't reform words when he hit you at the right spot.

"Y-yes, right there. Shit! You're so big." You uttered breathlessly, bouncing his dick as he thrust deeper in you.

As you ride him, you feel another one trying to penetrate your asshole. You jumped at the sudden intrusion, stopping you as he continued to push in, hissing at your shoulder.

"S-shit! My cock gonna cut in half if you keep squeezing me like that." He buried his face on your neck as he roughly thrust you in one go, making you scream.

"M'sorry babe. Can't help it."

You try to glare at his face, or more precisely his mask. You could imagine his stupid grin, staring at you adoringly.

This is too much. For you, a virgin and never been fuck let alone anal, this is a lot to take in. You could feel their dicks stretched inside every hole of you down there. You try adjusting to this new stimulation. They’re both moving in sync, in and out of you, feeling both of their dicks rubbing your wall one at the time. It makes you see stars as they fasten their phase.

Skin slapping filled the room, with your moan and their groan in a mix.

“Fuck fuck fuck I’mma cum!” You feel his hand gripping your hips as his thrust turns sloppy. Your body started to shake as the one beneath encircled his arms around you, keeping you close to his chest as he slammed you hard on your g-spot.

You nearly scream from pleasure as orgasm washed over you, followed by the one behind, pumping his seed into your throbbing asshole. Your pussy tightens is all it needs from the one beneath you to paint his cum on your walls.

He gave his one hard, second thrust at your asshole then pulled out his softened cock. The way he stared at his cum spilling from your ass stirred something inside him.

His fingers subconsciously slipped his overflow cum inside your hole. For some reason, he doesn’t want a single drop of his seed leaking out of you.

You take a deep inhale as your eyes flutter close, trying to calm from your euphoric state. You could hear his heartbeat thumping as your head laid on his chest, with him too catching his breath.

The only thing you remember is feeling a peck on your forehead and a kiss from your nape, with a deep raspy voice you manage to hear before exhaustion overtook your body.

“That’s my good girl.”

After you pass out…

“Man, that’s the best thing happen in my life!” Stu sighed, satisfied as he pulled off his Ghostface mask and slipped in his now soft dick in his pants. He looked over at his friend who was still lying on the ground with their favorite girl on top of him.

“You're lucky I came up with this plan. Knew it our girl had same fantasies like us.” He grinned, smiling like an idiot, while Billy too slowly took off the mask.

“If you didn’t pull out that porn magazine, she wouldn’t even think about it, genius.” He murmured as he stroked your arm. He sighed in relief with his eyes closed, hearing your soft snores calmed him.

Maybe they could pay you another visit, and it will be on nice bed this time.

And sure as hell he'll make sure of that.

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pascals-doll · 3 months

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“dont make a fuckin sound, hands up”

ellie williams x reader

🫧 yes, i lowk tweaked out when she said that before proceeding to kill the woman but i-

🫧 i had originally titiled it dont say a word cause i thought what she originally said was too long of a title BUT FUCK IT THAT SHIT MAKES MY PUSSY THROB

🫧 description: outbreak ellie! joel isnt dead teehee, smut smut SMUT lesbian smut, ellie being rough, fingering, oral sex (both reciving), bonadage with a flannel (reader recieving), finger sucking/gagging?, no mentions of y/n just pet names like princess, doll, pretty, and babe

you were dripping, your own juices trailing down your thigh….

how did you end up in this predicament exactly?

You went to Joel’s house, simply because he asked you to come over and help ellie out in the stables in the morning.

you arrived and greeted Joel, telling you that Ellie is upstairs.

The second you open that door, you were not safe. not for a second.

youre hand turns the knob, the door slightly opens to reveal no one in your view yet.

“Ellie?” you call out, slightly peeking.

you’re suddenly slightly pushed in, door closing shut simultaneously before youre swiftly pushed up against a wall.

your body had no choice but to go along with the jerking of each movement.

you were shocked slightly but by the non-aggressive behavior behind it, you knew who it was before even being against the wall.

“hi pretty” ellie says softly, hastily laying yet the softest kisses on your neck.

“oh, i see someone was definitely ready to see me” you joke, as you slightly pull her back to pull her in for a kiss. yet a kiss, led to her cupping your ass.

“lock the door” you mutter in between the heated lip-locking.

ellie locks it, wasting no time in scooping you up with all her strength and leading you onto her bed.

you pull away from the heated kiss momentarily.

“babe, Joel is right down-” you began to softly say before ellie placing a finger on your lips, shushing you.

she gives you a mischievous smirk before lowering her head in between your chest.

you can’t help but let out a soft sigh of relief as your squirm around under her hold.

“you missed me princess?” ellie mutters softly now undoing your bra clasps, straps falling off your shoulders revealing your perky chest.

you slightly shrug your shoulders so the bra falls off graciously completely.

ellie wasted no time in attacking your hard nipples and soft plush skin of your tits.

your hands made their way through her soft short brown locks, slightly tugging causing her to wrap her tongue around your right nipple, palming the left one.

“dont make a fuckin’ sound, hands up” ellie says in a stern yet calming tone, yet enough to make your heart race and back arch.

her hands grabs ahold of your wrists, putting them above your head.

ellie quickly grabs one of her flannels that was laying on her bed, grabbing it and rolling it slightly to tie around your wrists.

“is that good, doll?” she reassures lowly, you swore you couldve let out a purr with the shiver she sent down your spine.

you lift your hips up to brush up against hers “lets take these off, yeah?” she teases as you evidently get impatient.

“ellie baby, please” you coo out, moving your arms from the position they were even if they were tied together.

“nuh-uh, keep them there.” she says, looking up at you through her hooded stern eyes. she begins to undo the button of your shorts, zipper following quick after.

you raise your hips as she slides them down your legs, she grabs each of your thighs, pulling you closer to her and spreading your legs farther apart to reveal the pathetic wet patch seaping through your panties.

“seems like im not the only real excited” she teases with a sly smirk.

you grow pink and shy, trying to shut your legs but her hands quickly pulling them back to their original position “no need to get all shy doll, you look gorgeous like this” she says lovingly, before lowering herself so she can peck your thighs teasingly.

you were hot, you’re entire body felt like it was on fire with each kiss, touch, and word that came out of ellie just made you feel engulfed in a flame.

you’re mind felt hazy as she inched closer and closer to your pussy, making you squirm even more within her embrace.

“please el, please” you whine out.

“please what?” she teases, smiling at you, bringing two fingers to rub your wet folds through your panties.

“please fuck me-fuck me, ellie” you whine out, maybe a little too loud. ellie wasnt so pleased this time.

“what the fuck did i say?” she says before sucking harshly on both titties as she removed your panties quickly as her two fingers finding your pussy.

you let out a pressed shut whimper as your lips are pressed together in pure bliss of finally being rewarded by her.

“t-to not say a word” you say in a delicate tone, it made ellie spiral at how vulnerable you looked.

“ima make you feel so so good, princess” ellie coos, her hand caressing your face then going to cares your tits as her tongue swipes a long line along your juicy folds.

you continue to press your lips shut as soon as ellies tongue fucks you relentlessly.

the sensation of ellies tongue running all along your clit in a circular motion while sucking ever so slightly will have your back arching every fucking time and she knows it.

ellie with both hands pushes your legs up to your chest to get full exposure of your pussy. you bit your lip so aggressively, you swore you couldve bled, biting back the loudest moan possible.

you could feel ellies eyes on you, watching you from the crevess of your cunt and both legs. she smiles as she takes one hand and within no time, she has her middle and ring finger sliding inside of your pussy.

youre eyes roll in pure bliss as you lift your hips to meet closer to her tongue, you struggle in not wanting let everyone outside and Joel know youre getting slutted out in ellie’s bedroom.

“doing s’good pretty” she praises as she fucks her fingers into you nonstop and moving her tongue away.

ellie’s face finally meet yours making you lean up for a kiss hungrily, your lips meet together in perfect moving in sync.

ellies fingers continuing to ease you to you closer and closer to your orgasm.

you let out the softest whimpers against her lips, ellie swears she could listen to you make those noises like the music that plays in her headphones like nothing.

ellie pulls away causing you to let a little frown settle upon your face but being quickly replaced with your jaw loosening and back arching by the vigorous rubbing of your clit by her thumb as her fingers get wetter.

your mind gets hazy as no words fall out but heavy pants and breathy whines

“good girl, c’’mon cum doll” ellies praises were enough to send you over the edge.

you dig your nails into her arm as you cant help but slightly shake “mmhm, thats what i like to see” ellie whispers to herself as she slides her white coated fingers out of you.

“open” she says, you open your mouth taking in her fingers and sucking softly.

you keep eye contact as you taste yourself on her fingers.

“my turn” you say, all done cleaning off her fingers causing her smile as you quickly pull down her sweatpants and quickly switching positions.

you lay ellie down as your lips meet hungrily.

you pull her panties down, she was just as wet, if not even more.

“youre such a good girl for me” ellie mutters, admiring the site of such a beautiful sight infront of her, you in between her legs.

you love each praise that leaves her lips as you inch closer to her pussy, immediately attaching your lips softly to her swollen wet clit causing her to groan out a “fuck” it was little loud.

just like that, a knock on ellie’s door.

you move your head up and look at her in panic.

“is everything good in there girls?” Joel says loudly, concerned sealed into his tone.

“y-yeah! i got a wound and shes helping me clean it! we’ll head to the stables soon!” ellie yells back, giving you a look of panic and hope.

“okay, unlock the door once youre done.” he says before you hear his steps walking away from the door.

you both let out a fit of giggles.

“lets continue you this after?” you suggest, mischievously smirking.

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sooniebby · 3 months

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Don’t ask how I thought of this… it’s trans male reader, no set character—imagine whoever you want. Bottom reader. Use of pussy, and other “feminine” words. This lowkey just self indulgent, so the reader isn’t fully transitioned 🫶🏼 don’t read if you get dysphoric easily.

You knew your friend did “sex work” on the side. And the reason why it wasn’t true “sex work” was because it was just him and his girlfriend recording themselves having sex and posting it onto Twitter.

It was just a kink for them, really, he never said anything about getting paid for it. But you remember them thinking about putting a paywall to see the full videos.

More power to them, or whatever. When you became roommates with said friend, him and his girlfriend made sure to record any videos when you were gone. Which was great.

It wasn’t until the two broke up, amicably actually, she just found out she was a lesbian—you thought his Twitter porn days were over now he didn’t have a partner. Since he didn’t like doing solo content

What you didn’t think was that he’d ask you to do something with him

“It’s just until I find someone else,” he said, nonchalantly.

“But it doesn’t give you money.”

“Oh we did make money off it. Not a lot, but decent money. Julie was gonna keep doing it with me just to keep some money but now she’s making lesbian content.”

“But girls! Wasn’t it straight porn?”

He shrugged. “It’s not like I’m straight… the viewers won’t care, pussy’s pussy!” He laughed until he saw your face. “Oh well if it makes you uncomfortable you don’t gotta do it. It is a strange request.” He moved to get up until you grabbed his hand.

“How much?”

“Huh?”

“How much do you earn from the videos?”

“Depends. The viewers love oral sex and teasing videos. Those usually get over… 2k—”

“—I’m in.”

“Seriously?”

“Cash is cash. They won’t be seeing my face right?”

“No. The focus,” he kneeled down close to you, “will be on down here.” His hand trailed against your crotch. “You just gotta lay there and be pretty, baby.”

No wonder the girls who ever dated him cried when they broke up. Who would willingly leave someone with a tongue like this?

You had told him there was no way you’d allow him to call you baby girl or anything of the sort which he happily agreed.

“Don’t worry. It won’t take long.”

“Wouldn’t want it to.” You muttered, feeling a bit embarrassed to be nude from the waist down in front of your friend. He smirked slightly grabbed his phone as he aimed it to film your crotch area.

“Don’t say that—not when you’ll end up begging for more.”

You didn’t even get to retort that as you felt his finger rub against your clit. Your breathing hitched as he was slow with his touch, teasing your outer lips. Down and up, small strokes, and a light push.

You could see why these videos got viewers—it was driving you crazy each time he teased your clit before pulling away. Your hips began flinching slightly, subconsciously trying to rub your pussy against the palm of his hand.

“Did I say you could do that?”

You instantly froze, dropping your hips right back down on the bed.

“Good boy.” He whispered, making sure the phone didn’t pick it up.

What the fuck?! That… that was for you alone, right? While you were reeling at how easily he could command you, you cried out feeling two fingers shove itself inside your hole.

His fingers moved fast, spreading you open. You didn’t even realize you weren’t hiding your whimpers as you tried to calm down from the sudden pleasure. Your legs twitched and spasmed, fingers digging into the bedsheets for some sort of stability.

But then he stopped. Just as fast as he started.

He ended the video and wiped his fingers against your thigh, smirking. “Alright, last video, then that’s it. You doing alright?”

“H…huh…?” You could only sputter out, reeling in shock.

“Starting video now.”

You glanced down, watching as he pulled out his cock from his sweatpants. Oh, he was.. a bit big. His cock flopped right against your pussy, causing you to shudder in response.

It wasn’t that you were a virgin… but fuck, you were embarrassingly excited to have his cock so close, just inches away from your hole.

“Condom?” You whispered

He didn’t answer, subtly shaking his head. You watched as he started the new video and placed his cock right against your pussy. You couldn’t look away, wanting to see if you could really take in something so thick and long.

But he didn’t.. push in?

With his free hand gripped tightly on your hips, he began rubbing his cock right against your pussy. You whimpered, biting your lip to try and keep your voice down.

You tried to rub against him but he held you down easily with his hand on your hips. It surprised you that he could do that with just one hand but you weren’t complaining.

“You want it, huh? Just look at it,” he moved the phone down to get a good look at your soaked pussy. “Never seen someone this wet for me. I’m flattered, baby.”

His hand released your hips and he suddenly stopped moving. You looked over to him, wondering why in god’s name he would stop. But all you saw was a shit eating grin. He wanted you to do the rest.

Any sort of self respect you had was gone. You just wanted to cum already.

You began to move your hips, rubbing your pussy against his cock. A few times, by pure luck, his cock threatened to push inside—but each time he’d fix his cock. Why would he let you get fucked?!

No matter, you reached down to begin rubbing your clit, needing some form of stimulation when he grabbed your wrist.

“I thought you were a good boy?” He asked, a false sense of sadness in his tone. “C’mon, be good for the camera.”

Once again, he made sure only you heard that. Why’d he keep doing? To rile you up? You’re already close anyway.

But then he stopped…? Again?!

“All done. Thanks again, man.” He patted your tummy and got up, pulling his pants over his cock. You wouldn’t deny that you felt your word shatter seeing it being covered by those stupid excuse of pants.

“That’s…?”

“I’ll send you your cut by the end of the week!”

He was leaving? After all that? He was just going to leave without fucking you? You quickly sat up on the bed and grabbed his arm, stopping him from leaving. He didn’t turn over to face you, keeping his gaze on his phone.

“Wait… that’s it..? N..nothing else?” You whispered breathlessly, needing release, quickly. And you didn’t want to rely on some plastic dildo when there was a real thing just a few inches away.

“Yeah. I just needed two videos for this month. Why?”

“I… I…”

“Begging for me?” He asked, cheekily, looking up to finally look at you. “C’mon, use your words. What do you want?”

“You know what I want.”

“Do I? Because if you don’t say it, I’ll do what I want with you.”

It didn’t take long for him to make you cum. As soon as his cock entered your pussy, you came. And then he really did what he wanted with you. You were too far gone to really think as it happened, but you were sure he took many pictures after, enjoying the sight of your cream filled pussy.

You certainly helped him again, and a few times after that…

Though… you’re starting to wonder…

You can’t find his and Julie’s twitter account…

And when you, embarrassingly, asked Julie—

She said they deleted the account when they broke up

Ooh. Spooky lol, what can I say? I love manipulative men…

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shadowskulls-blog · 5 months

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Alright, time to feed the lesbian's

Vanessa Shelly x F!Reader

*Dom!Vanessa, Sub!Reader, bondage, hand cuffs, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, making out, rough sex, lesbian sex, sex toy, strap on, nipple play*

"Hey..."

You whimpered, as your wrists were tightened in the hands cuffs. You're arms pulled above your head. You're eyes closed as you tried not to let out a loud whimper. Just being in this position is enough to get you wet

Vanessa sitting on top of you...her legs squeezing your sides. You can feel her tugging on the handcuffs, trying to get them attached to the bed frame...

Oh god it feels so nice...

You open your eyes to look up at Vanessa. Expecting to see her looking back down at you.....only to be met with your girlfriends chest

You could tell because of the tie she wore. Every moment you saw her wearing it, you wanted to grab it and tug her face towards yours...

Your face got much hotter, only an inch closer your face would be in those. You try and inch your face a bit closer but, Vanessa moves away...

Vanessa's fingers curled up into almost fits but, not entirely. Her hands resting in your palms. Showing she was done with your cuffs...

You groan from Vanessa moving away before you could shove your face in her boobs. You look up, only to be met with that smirk. That cocky smirk she used on you the day you met...the one she always used on you...

"someone's needy..." Vanessa said as she looked down at you. Her hands trailed down from your hands. Her finger tips uncurling and leaving goosebumps down your arms all the way to your chest.

You breath out, trying to not whimper and show Vanessa that this is working on you, more than she thought, hell...more than you thought.

"please... don't keep me waiting Nessy~..." You begged, putting on the face you always used on Vanessa, trying to move your face closer but, if you tried. Your shoulders would cramp but...you really couldn't give two shits.

So what if your shoulders hurt. Something else was going to soon if...your theory was correct...

Vanessa chuckled a bit as she leaned down, her hand sliding up your chest to your neck. her hand finally stopping to cup your cheek.

"it's officer Shelly tonight~" Vanessa said, as she kissed you. You moaned into the kiss as you leaned up more trying to go a bit deeper in the kiss.

Vanessa could feel your lips moving, she knew what you were trying to do.

As the kiss went on longer with you both only stopping to get a second of breath before you both went back.

You moaned as you shoved your tongue in Vanessa's mouth, going past her teeth and feeling hers. Vanessa chuckled as both her hands went to your jaw line, with her leaning in more.

Turning the once soft kiss into a sloppy tongue make out session. You continued on with the kiss, with you begining to move your legs a bit into a more comfortable position for you but...

You soon felt Vanessa's left leg leave your side as you felt her slide it down and-

"Ah!" You moaned out as you felt her knee press against your throbbing pussy. Breaking the kiss as saliva connect from both your tongues, you tried to hold back anything else...but...damnit...

You both made eye contact as Vanessa put her tongue back in her mouth, tasting your saliva and to clear her throat...

"you're so wet, it's practically making my whole knee soaked" Vanessa said with a hint of lust in her voice. You held back any whimper from behind your lips as you could feel her knee....

Christ it feels to good.

You moaned out as you look up at Vanessa, your face red and hot. Sweat beginning to show as you...you needed this so damn bad... you're already this aroused from her putting her knee on you...

"Nessy-"

Vanessa pushed her knee more and rolled it up, rolling up against your clit and staying there. Pressing down on it. You got a tiny shock from it as you moaned out, as loud as you could.

"what's my name?" Vanessa asked as she smirked down at you. You moaned out with your hips bucking. Your body beginning to shake as it was over simulating with lust...

She really had you in place right now, damnit why is it so sexy...

"officer Shelly, please..." You begged again as you rocked your hips a bit. Vanessa smiled as she let her knee down. One of her hands leaving your chest and making it's way to your pants, finally finding the button and undoing it.

She did all without breaking eye contact with you, her beautiful eyes starring back at yours.

"it's funny seeing you like this~" Vanessa joked as it's usually you who's the dominant one, always pulling her tie or grabbing her by the belt

You chuckle a bit as you feel her hands unzip you pants with her pulling them down gently.

"well, you've never tied me down like this. Surprised you didn't at least try the first time." You say with a bright blush on your face, with your smile going to a smirk.

"with cops slamming people down on their car and spreading the legs of the person..." you said as you started getting hot again, watching your pants fall to the ground along with your underwear, as Vanessa's hands rest in your inner thighs

"I'm surprised you haven't been using that to your advantage when you come visit me at work" you say, your gaze going all over Vanessa's body. Why'd she have to be so hot in that uniform...

"well, am about too~" Vanessa said as she gripped your thighs and spread them apart. You moaned out in pleasure as your could feel your dripping pussy...

Vanessa smiled as her right hand left your inner thigh, her fingers slowly tracing your wet flaps...

You moaned as you than felt her insert a finger into you. You moaned at the feeling of her moving her finger around inside of you. Her swirling it inside....

"ah! Fuck...." You moaned but quickly went into a grunt with you bitting at your lower lip. It's only one finger and it got you like this....

Vanessa than inserted another finger as she began pumping her fingers in and out, you moaned out as you felt her index and middle finger play around inside of you

You moaned out in pleasure as you began rocking your hips a bit, oh Jesus Christ this felt so good....

"somebody is getting excited~" Vanessa said as she pumped her fingers in and out of you her thumb going over you clit every now and than. She isn't even half way done yet and your already making a mess

You groaned in between a moan as you wanted to say something but, you than felt Vanessa insert another finger.

You moaned out, loud. As you've never taken three before. Her fingers pumping in and out and spreading inside of you....

You didn't realize until you felt it that Vanessa had tore your bra off and connected her mouth with your right breast. Her tongue gazing across your nipple, with her pulling your right leg up a bit

"oh fuck! Oh fuck! God damn!" You said in-between moans as you look down at her, her eyes opening to gaze up at you.

She can tell by your body shaking and you clenching, your getting close to cumming. She smirked as she bit down on your nipple a bit.

"getting close?" Vanessa asked with your eyes widening a bit.

"don't try and-" you were saying, because you thought she was going to stop right before you came but, she moved up more. Her face an inch away from yours and her arm pulling your leg up more as her fingers continued to pump in and out

"I'm not going to but, don't give me the idea to" Vanessa said as she connected her lips with yours. You closed your eyes and continued to kiss her back.

Her fingers pumping in and out of you until, you felt it inside of you. You're getting close, you can feel it. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck....

Your eyes widened as you clenched your walls around Vanessa's fingers and let yourself cum around them

A loud moan filling the bedroom as your mouth was agape with your chest heaving up and down.

Vanessa smirked as she felt your cum surround her fingers, soon pulling them out of you and looking down to see the mess you left.

Vanessa than opened her mouth and made sure you saw her lick up your juices.

"you're nasty Nessy..." You said with a smirk as you laid back in the pillows, sweat dripping down your forehead and body.

"god damn, why don't you do that every time?" You asked as you saw Vanessa get off the bed. With her taking her hair out and letting it fall to her shoulders as she started taking her cop uniform...as she walked in the bathroom

'Couldn't do the strip down in front me?'

"well, tonight is special" Vanessa responded from inside the bathroom. Oh yeah, 2 year's ago today was your first date. Damn what a fine day that was back than.

"yeah, hey. When your done in there, can you uncuff me? I like being tied down by you but sexy time is over" you said with a chuckle as you heard Vanessa laugh back from inside the bathroom.

"no, it's not hun" Vanessa responded which made your eyes widen a bit. Until Vanessa walked back out for the bathroom in a strap on. Your face got red hot with you starring at the purple dildo for a second

"surprised?" Vanessa asked as she walked up, crawling into the bed with her going in between your legs, her hands resting on your thighs like last time.

"to say the least...." You gazed back down at the crotch. You watch as her hand grab at the toy and line it with your pussy.

You were so excited that she didn't even need to lube the toy up since you were dripping wet.

You breathed heavy as you wanted her to shove it inside you already, you wanted her to fuck you...

You moan out loud as you feel the toy enter you, leaning your head back and looking up at the ceiling as you buck your hips a bit. Slowly, you feel Vanessa hips hit yours as she begins to thrust in and out of you, slowly.

You moan out in rough breaths as you look down, watching her hips go back and fourth.

Vanessa starred down at you, watching how each time she thrusted into you. How your tits would bounce up and down, your wetness going everywhere and leaking down your legs

Vanessa grabbed your hips, with her hands sliding under and pulling you up, making her thrust faster and harder into you.

"oh fuck...oh fuck... officer Shelly..." You moaned out, as you felt the toy keep hitting every good spot in you.

Vanessa breathed heavy as she leaned in more, her thrusting getting harder as it made you moan louder.

Vanessa looked down at your body again, the way the sweat came off your tits down your body, her hands clenched from beneath you as she wanted to see the other side

"turn around" Vanessa commanded, you opened your eyes as you nodded. You didn't even have the energy to speak with the way she was fucking you.

Vanessa pulled out as you turned around on your stomach, wondering why. You look over your shoulders with sweat dripping down your forehead

"why'd you make me- AH!" you asked before feeling Vanessa shove the toy back in and begin thrusting again.

"I just wanted to see you from behind" Vanessa said as her hands held your ass, as she thrusted into you. You began to shake as you knew you weren't going to last long

Not like this, you balled your hands up with you moaning out, trying to hold in from cumming.

You than looked over your shoulder, as you watched Vanessa fuck you. Your moans growing louder

Vanessa looked over to see you starring at her, your face looked so cute like that.

"you're so look so cute like this" Vanessa said as her hands gripped your cheeks. You blushed bright as you moaned out loud

"V-Vanessa!" You moaned out as you cummed hard, shaking as your walls clenched tight around the toy. With your body soon falling limp as you breathed out heavily.

The toy soon leaving you as Vanessa toke off the straps from her hips, as she laid next to you. Her arms wrapping around your under bust as she nudged her head next to yours

"how was that?" Vanessa asked as she gave you a kiss on the cheek, you chuckled a bit with you still getting your breath back.

"was sexy ass hell....can you undo my wrists now" you asked with you smiling, you were just taking a break now.

"I think I'll keep you like this the entire night" Vanessa said as she smiled and hugged you tighter. You chuckled a bit with you turning your head

"come on Ness, it's your turn~"

Sorry for the wait and I haven't written anything NSFW for a while so I hope it was sexy enough

#vanessa fnaf #vanessa shelly #vanessa shelly x reader #fnaf movie #fnaf vanny #fnaf

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chaengluva · 2 months

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Unexpected

Regina George x Fem!Reader: 2.3k Words: Masterlist

Smut: Dom!Regina Sub!Reader

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Regina is a heavily closest lesbian, she has only told one person, who is currently her girlfriend. You and Regina started dating at the end of last year and she made it clear that she is not out yet and she isn't ready to come out yet. The only time the two of you are seen in the same space together is when you are at her house (when her parents aren't home) or when the two of you make out in the janitor's closet, which happens a lot.

You were currently in English class, you felt a small vibration on your leg, you reached to pick out your phone from your pocket and smiled brightly when you saw that it was a text from your girlfriend. "Come to the closet." You put up your hand, asking to go to the bathroom, the teacher lets you and you rush out, texting Regina that you are on your way. You open the door, greeted with an excited looking Regina, "Finally." She says.

Regina pushes you up against the wall, kissing your lips, you let out a quiet moan and she pulls away to smirk at you, her soft hands room around your body and she brushes her nails over your skin, which makes you shiver slightly. She shoves her tongue in your mouth, pushing for dominance, her hands settled on your waist. She bites your bottom lip, pulling away with her teeth still attached to your lip.

She pushes you slightly towards her so she could pull your shirt off, she takes a second to stare at you, even though she has seen this before, she still admires your body with heart eyes every time. You smirk, watching her as she unbuttons her blouse, staring into your eyes closely, teasing you by how slowly she undoes even unbuttons her shirt.

After what felt like an eternity, she takes her shirt off, walking her way back to you, kissing your lips again, this time it was more intense and when you pulled away for the first time, Regina had to let you catch your breath before she went back in.

Her lips move down your neck, leaving dark spots over places that would be covered by your shirt when you left, she didn't want anyone to find out. The feeling of her lips against your skin makes your eyes roll back, letting out a loud moan. She looked up at you, covering your mouth, looking at you with anger in her eyes. You whisper a small, "Sorry." She sighs, eyes softening, moving back in to kiss your stomach, eyes remaining in contact with yours, she eventually reaches the hem of your skirt, tugging it slightly. "May I?"

You nod, she smirks pulling your skirt down leaving you only in your bra and panties, she gets back up, putting one hand on your waist, the height difference is only giving Regina more confidence, allowing her to look down into your eyes and her other hand travels down your stomach, your breathes become heavier as you know what's coming, her fingers brushing against your stomach, as she gets closer to your panties.

She reaches the hem, not bothering to take them off, she pushes her hand inside, she instantly feels how wet you already are, slightly smirks at the effect she has on you, she doesn't bother to waste anytime teasing you, she shoves her fingers into you, making you let out a loud moan, she kisses you to block the sound at the same time while she thrusts her fingers into you, curling them slightly to hit your g-spot, you moan into the kiss, she quickens her paste, knowing that you are close.

She kisses your neck, only allowing more pleasure to sit throughout your body, "R-regina, I'm close." She kissed your lips softly, "I know baby." She pauses to kiss you again, "Cum for me." Her words were like magic, as soon as she said it you released on her fingers. She pulled her fingers out, slowly putting them towards her mouth, sucking off your cum from her fingers. She wrapped her arms around you, hugging you as you caught your breath. "I brought some spare panties for you, don't worry." You smile at her, putting your clothes back on and walking out of the closest, rushing back to class to get your stuff.

Luckily, the teacher wasn't there and you rushed in to grab your things and quickly leave. "Y/n." You hear your teacher say firmly behind you, you slowly turn around to face your teacher, who doesn't look that mad. "Are you okay? You were in the bathroom for a while." You nod, smiling and quickly rush out to the cafeteria, sitting with your friends, Janis and Damien. "So... Who are you taking to spring fling?" Janis asks, smirking as you sit down. You roll your eyes, "I'll probably go by myself." Janis and Damien glance at each other, giggling, "What was that look for?!"

"Anyway, wanna come back to mine, we are going to watch scary movies and eat popcorn!" Damien says, you nod, smiling brightly, you know Regina is going to the party tonight and she says she can't invite you, not that you have any interest in going, you still were kind of hurt.

The night came quickly, the three of you had fun watching horror movies, it was coming up to a jump scare, you all sat tense in your on the couch. The door opened and revealed a shadow just as the jump scare came on, making all of you jump in fear, making the popcorn go everywhere. Cady walked in, messy eye make out and red eyes, "She took him back. She took Aaron back." She cried, Janis got up to comfort Cady, "Of course she did. It's because Regina's a life ruiner!"

You sat there slightly confused, "Wait, so, she kissed him?" Cady nods and you sit back, feeling hurt but not able to show her tell you your feelings. You just sat there feeling a lump in your throat as Damien explained what Regina did to Janis, you knew this happened, that's why you felt slightly bad about dating her, but this hurt more than that.

The next Monday at school, after the painful weekend of ignoring Regina, she was texting you but you didn't respond, you were hurt by the fact that she cheated on you. You were walking to lunch, someone grabbed your wrist, pulled you into an empty classroom, you looked up to see it was Regina, you went to leave but her grip was too strong. "Why are you ignoring me?" You look at her with tears in your eyes, "Cady told me you kissed Aaron."

Regina sighed, "No, he kissed me, I was trying to talk to him for Cady but he just wanted me back." It sounded like a lie so you just rolled her eyes, she sighed, seeing that you didn't believe her. "You can ask Aaron if you want, I swear I am telling the truth." You rush out to find Aaron, he is with the rest of the football team. "I need to talk to you."

You pull him over, he looks at you confused because you have never talked to him in your life, "Did you kiss Regina on Friday?" He looks confused and slightly blushes at the memory, "Yeah but she pushed me way right after." You smile and walk away, satisfied with the answer you got, you walked to the lunch table and saw Cady sitting with the plastics, you wanted to tell Cady the real news but you couldn't go up to the table, it was one of Regina's many rules.

A few weeks had past and it was time for the winter talent show, you were planning to play guitar and sing a small song you wrote, you knew that Regina was performing because they do the same dance every year. You were rehearsing before it was your time to go on stage, you got a text from your girlfriend telling you to meet her in the closet, she was already in her outfit and she looked stunning, you were loss for words with how pretty she looked. "Do you think I'm gaining weight?"

You were at loss of words for the question, you stumbled on your words, "What? No." She sighs saying, "Hm, this skirt feels tighter than usual." You brush it off, kissing her lips to distract her, she falls for it and kisses you back, "I'm on now," She says, smiling, you nod and walk into the audience to watch your girlfriend perform.

The dance is going the same way as it always does, Regina is standing to do the cartwheel part but Gretchen loses her grip and drops her and she falls down on stage, making everyone in the audience gasp and start to laugh, mainly Janis and Gretchen. You feel bad, you see the way she looks back knowing that her reputation just came falling down. You want to comfort her, but you know you can't, you just decide to go home with your friends.

Cady seems to be distracted by everyone on social media talking about her, she doesn't hear Janis and Damien yelling, trying to get her attention. "Caddy!" Janis yells, she finally turns her head, "It worked, you don't have to sit with them anymore." Janis says with a smile on her face, Cady takes a deep breath, "I need..one more lunch."

The next day at school, Regina walked to her usual table, but Gretchen looked her up and down, talking before Regina could sit down, "I'm sorry, Regina. You can't sit with us." Regina was taken back, she didn't expect to be rejected by her own friends "What?" she asked with a slightly sad tone "You're wearing sweatpants. It's Thursday." Gretchen adds. Regina rolls her eyes say "Whatever. Those rules aren't real."

"They were real that day I wore a vest." Karen argues, "Yeah, because that vest was disgusting!" Regina yells loudly, making Karen go quiet "You can't sit with us!" Gretchen yells, making the whole cafeteria turn to face the plastics "These sweatpants are all that fit me right now." She says quietly. Gretchen looks at Regina, then back at Cady. "What do you think, Cady?"

Cady turns towards Regina, looking at her smirking before saying, "Sorry, Regina. Rules are rules." The way she said it made your blood boil, Regina rolled her eyes at her pathetic behaviour, "Fine." she moves from the table and now everyone is staring, she looks into your eyes and you mouth a "Sorry."

"Take a picture losers, it will last longer." Everyone expect for you take their phone out and film Regina, laughing at her, you can't help but feel bad. You get a text from her telling her to come meet you outside, she wants to go home. You rush outside, and see a almost crying Regina standing by her jeep, you walk up to the car and give her a hug, she hugs back then the two of you get in the car and she drives home.

Her mom isn't home right now so she cries in your arms, you comfort her, you hate seeing her this way. She finally gets up and grabs a bar, you look at her in confusion to see that she's eating Kälteen bars, "Baby, why are you eating Kälteen bars, I gave those to my grandma when I needed her to gain weight." She spits it out and lets out a massive scream, you block your hears at the loud sound, she quickly goes and grabs the a hot pink book, cutting out a picture of Cady, writing, "This girl is a fugly cow."

She looks at you, "This is a book I wrote with my friends to make fun of girls in our grade, you're not in it but I'm going to put you in it so it looks like you didn't write it." You just nod along with what she is saying, she writes something about you but makes sure you know it snot true. The next day she wakes up a little earlier than usual, she takes the burn book to school and drops it in the middle of the hallway, waiting for someone to pick it up. Someone eventually does and starts reading it, shocked to see what is written in there, more people read it and everyone starts to go wild, causing the priceable to gather all the girls in the gym.

Ms Norbury made all the girls line up and write apologies they had for people they have hurt, Janis got up and Regina mumbles something, making everyone laugh. Janis shakes her head, ripping up her paper and starts to confess all the things that she did to ruin Regina George's life, she got so annoyed she rushed outside, Cady followed after her, so did the rest of the grade. She was on the road, arguing with Cady and out of nowhere a bus came rushing past, running her over, you rushed towards her, calling 911.

Regina was in the hospital for weeks and you visited her daily, she had to where a corrective neck collar for a few weeks and take pain medication to help her with the pain. The two of you were getting ready for spring fling you kept asking, making sure it was okay that you went with her as her date and she told you that she was ready to tell everyone that you were together.

It came as a shock to everyone when the two of you walked in, linked arms at the dance, Janis walked up to the two of you, looking at Regina, slightly smiling before saying, "So who's the pryo-les now?"

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butch-corvid · 4 months

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dumb little cockshy bitch, she whispered in my ear while she humped my tits. we had both smoked earlier, and she kissed me in a rush of euphoria. it’s just what dykes do. we can just make out a little bit. I’m a woman, aren’t I? you don’t have to touch it. but as we got closer, her kisses hungrier, her hands reaching under my shirt to twist my nipples, I found our bodies were pressed together. I could feel her cock, hard and insistent against my thigh. when I tried to pull away (“no, stop, you promised, I don’t like dick, I’m a lesbian”), she just said me too and pushed me on my back. i couldn’t stop her from grinding against me, essentially trying to fuck me through my boxers. when had she pulled her cock out? I couldn’t even resist, she was smothering me, holding me down, grinding that thing against my cunt. which was, to my horror, starting to soak my boxers.

I can feel how wet you are, slut. you really wanna try telling me you’re cock repulsed again?

my whimper was cut off when she forced two of her long fingers into my mouth. you know what I think? she thrust them deeper. I think you’re just shy. cockshy, you know? you need a little bit of…correcting. she pulled my boxers down. I jumped, enough to almost throw her off me. she laughed. lighten up, sweet thing. did you think I was going to rape you? I froze under her, heart pounding while she rubbed the tip of her cock against mine. against my will, my cock twitched. oh my god, you like that don’t you? you want me to rape you? is that it? is that why you keep making a fuss about my dick? god, all you dykes are the same.

“please don’t. please don’t fuck me. not inside please.” maybe it was just the drugs, but I was starting to tear up in shame at my arousal. her cock was so much bigger than mine, so much harder and thicker and needier, throbbing against my cunt. when she moved away, my wetness left a string of moisture between us.

to my surprise, she nodded, only to move up to straddle my chest. with one hand, she grabbed my tits like they were her personal property. with the other, she slapped her cock against my face. when I spluttered in shock, she rubbed the head against my parted lips, even as they twisted in revulsion. her pre stayed on my mouth, and I instinctively licked it up. do I taste like a woman? I nodded and she smiled. good boy. here’s what’s going to happen. I won’t fuck you yet. I won’t put my cock inside you until you beg for it on camera. we’re just gonna stay right here while I jerk off. consider it training. or exposure therapy. go on, spit on it. unless you want me to get the lube from somewhere else. her fingers rubbed my clit, slowly. a threat. I spat, and she took her time slicking her cock, no more than an inch from my lips, before wiping her hand clean on my face.

she moved her hands to my tits, pressing them together so she could slide her cock between them. i tried to dissociate, to block out the sensation, but every time my nipples were touched a jolt of sensation placed me back in my body. I didn’t even notice I was leaning down, lips parted, quietly pleading for more. with a laugh, she grabbed my hair, holding my head still while she rubbed her dick all over my face. I felt disgusting. my cunt ached. she slapped my face again. tongue out, dyke. her cock felt so warm, the leaking tip pressed against my tongue. you don’t deserve to suck it yet, bitch. so just hold still and let me use you. she jerked off on my tongue while drool pooled in my mouth and dripped down my face, smearing my tits with saliva. occasionally, she would hump my tits more, or reach behind her to feel my soaked cunt.

I felt drunk, delirious, craving nothing more than her cock in my mouth. she let me swirl my tongue around the tip, explore just a little bit while she jerked off into my mouth. and then, with a smug smile, she yanked me back by the hair, just to hear my desperate whine. see? just a bit shy. I did a good job of breaking you in, I think. agree with me. and get ready for your reward

“yes yes yes please yes” I murmured, trying to get closer with my tongue stuck out. I couldn’t even be ashamed of how I looked. she held me firm, pumping her cock faster.

some lesbians struggle with this part, but you’ve been learning quickly. soon I’ll be able to show you what real lesbian sex looks like. poor thing, only fooling around with cuntgirls. barely even women, you know? because they can’t. do. this.” with a groan, she came on my tongue, on my face, on my tits. and finally, finally, she shoved her cock into my mouth and rode out the last of her orgasm by grabbing my head and using my throat like a fleshlight. when she was done, she got dressed.

“my turn?” I cocked my head, spreading my legs to reveal my puffy wet cunt. i couldn’t remember the last time I was so desperate. she giggled.

oh you’re cute. try asking me that again after you’ve had a real woman’s cock in you.

#mine.#cnc.#edge.#identity.#diary.#transfem supremacy.#intox.#dyke.

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sweet-lover-girl · 1 year

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Okay like— yeah people who can squirt hard is hella hot. But what about the gentle squirters? The ones who barely squirt anything out but you made them feel so fucking good, they managed to gently squirt for you..

Now. What about Abby helping her girlfriend— who thought she couldn’t squirt at all, but Abby managed to get her too, just a gentle squirt…

holy shit, this has me fucked up…more then it should

Warning(s): reader is mentioned to having thick thighs and a belly pooch(Sorry, I can’t help myself)lesbian sex, oral sex, squirting, praising, curse words, strap on mentioned, humping, fluff at the end, very slight eating/sharing cum, very slight chocking, dom/sub dynamics (think that’s it?)

I got random horny inspiration to write this last night while high at like 9pm and I proof read this so much…so please avert your eyes to any mistakes that may have lingered…now I’m gonna go back to hiding, love y’all!

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You let out a cry as Abby sucked at your clit, softly rolling her tongue across that sensitive bundle of nerves. Making your thighs tremble around her head, the thickness of your thighs pressed into the sides of Abby’s face, making her eyes roll back and letting out a deep groan as she was surrounded by your scent and heat. She was grinding down against the sheets under her hips, her cunt throbbing at the sounds you were making - the cries of her name, flowing off your tongue like a prayer.

“A-abby-ahh” you moaned. She hummed in response against your puffy clit, the vibrations running up your spine and made you arch your back - while you do this you pulled your legs up a little unknowingly, making Abby dig her blunt nails into your soft thighs, to stop you from pulling away from her mouths assault as she continued to eat you out.

“Please— I can’t- mercy” You begged Abby, digging your fingers into her hair, you had ruined her braid. Strands were pulled from the once beautiful french braid she had done that morning. Now looking like a tangled mess from your clinging hands, pulling and pushing her away indecisively.

She growled as you pushed her away once more, she looked at you with narrowed eyes and suddenly pulled you back down by your hips. Placing her large hand over your stomach to hold you still,”Stay put,” She said in a husky voice, a raspy sound from eating you out for so long. You nodded your head quickly enough to make her chuckle deeply against your pussy, she ran her hand up your chest and grabbed at your tit— squeezing the fat gently, rolling her palm against your breast to massage it.

You sigh and relaxed against the bed, your breathing in deep breaths and letting them flow out softly.

“Good girl.”

You hum as she leaned back down to your sopping core, now that you were relaxed, she can do her fucking job.

Pulling your thighs back around her head, Abby licked at your leaking hole quickly. Lapping up your slick - tasting that sweet salty taste of you. The one taste she always craved, the taste of her sweet girl. Abby groans as she grounded her hips just right and snagged at her throbbing clit on the sheets, the sounds she was letting out had you curling your toes and clenching at the blanket.

“Fuck, Abby,” moaning out her name as your hips jolt up against her mouth - she sucked at your clit. Pressing down against the bundle of nerves she shook her head side to side quickly, moaning as she felt your hole clench against her chin. She had her drool - mixed together with your cum running down her neck. Her perked nipples were able to rub against the rough bedsheets - as her top half was bare of any clothes, Abby gently rubs her chest on the bed to further stimulate her nipples. She also neglected to wear any underwear, all she had on was her black sweats that were now soaked.

You gasp and quickly sit up on your elbows and looked down at Abby, clenching at the bed sheets as you felt a strange urge to pee. You pull your thighs up, trying to free yourself. Making Abby growl out and pull your back down, she knew you were about to cum, she could tell by the quickened pace of your breathes; taking quick inhales and exhales. Abby looked up at you, her eyes were black with lust, that beautiful blue you knew was gone.

You shook your head, pulling your legs up weakly once more and tried to talk again,”A-abby, ‘m gonna pee,” you managed to gently say. Nodding her head, Abby hummed around your clit, her hand letting go of your breast and resting it on your lower belly— pressing down against the little pooch there, gently squeezing at the fat and digging her nails into it; marking your skin with crescent indents. You roll your hips and quickly grab at her hand - holding it against you to help ground yourself. You stretch your legs out a little as they tremble around Abby’s head.

And then— the damn finally busted.

You held your breath as your body locked up, you felt this sudden warmth run over your cunt, making you shake— and quietly whimper. It felt like this warm release leaving your body, and the only thing that was grounding you was your hold on your lovers hand. Abby gasped and her eyes widen, feeling that warmth of your sweet nectar gently gushing onto her tongue. She groaned against your wet pussy, her tongue cupping it to catch as much of your cum as she could.

“Fuck, knew you had it in there.” Abby cursed out, pulling away to rub at your puffy clit, watching the wetness splash your inner thighs. Sticking her tongue back out to catch the droplets of liquid, she grinned as she saw your eyes roll back and you chest heaved with heavy breathes. Leaning your head back to bask in the feeling of cumming, you cried out as you felt Abby lean back down and place a kiss on your pussy. Sucking your clit into her mouth and letting it go with a pop, she did these two things a few times. Switching back and forth between them.

Kissing. Sucking, kissing. Sucking.

Dragging her large calloused hands up your waist, Abby used her strength to pull you down by your hips, she then wrapped her strong arms around your thighs tightly and dived her face deep into your cunt, her nose rubbing up against your clit— bumping into it as she drank up as much as she could from you.

You had dropped down onto the bed and you arched your back as your hands fly down to grip at Abby distraught hair. Moaning as you roll your hips to ride your high for as long as you could— that pressure you had felt has finally lifted off your sensitive bladder after you came. You tug at Abby’s hair, trying to pull her up so you could kiss her. She slowly followed your lead, placing kisses across your body the further up she went— leaving behind faint wet marks from her lips before she finally met your greedy mouth.

You tangle your hand in her hair as you kiss her, Abby was sharing your cum with you, that salty tang that was so familiar to you. Your teeth clacking together as you and Abby fight for dominance, Abby winning when she places her hand over your neck and gently squeezes it, cutting off some of your air. You whimper, tilting your chin up a little and you wrapping legs around her waist to pull her hips down onto your own. The sudden weight of her hips landing down on your cunt made you gasp against her lips and push your chest up into hers.

Gripping at her hair even tighter as you felt Abby begin to hump her hips against yours. Acting like she was fucking you with her strap-on, her hold on your neck got a little tighter the harder she rocked her hips into yours. Abby pulled away from your lips to breath - she kissed around your face, her warm breaths running across your skin and giving you goosebumps. Her arm that was holding her up was flexing and bulged out, she then began to gently whisper soft praises at you.

“My good girl, came so hard for me.”

“I’m so so proud of you baby.”

“Made me cum in my sweats, Sweet girl.”

And after that, you barely remember any aftercare, as you were dozing in and out of sleep, but Abby had bathed you both and helped you brush your teeth before rubbing lotion into your skin and quickly getting you into bed.

You were so tried and out of it that you forgot to get Abby off, which was something you took quite seriously because she was never treated properly like that, getting to cum by someone else’s hand. But while Abby was humping you, she managed to cum as well with the help of the rough texture of her sweats rubbing up against her large clit and the constant thudding of your hips. You both went to sleep happy and sated that night.

…

You sigh as you stretch out, your body aches in such a sweet way, you always loved the morning after with Abby; you both would sleep in and stay in bed all day just holding each other and sharing kisses under the blanket.

Turning your head away from the bright sun gleaming in through the window and into your bedroom - though you weren’t gonna complain to much as you have a beautiful view over looking the stadium thanks to Abby’s solider status and to your nursing skills.

You sigh out once more before you tried to roll over but felt something holding you back, you drowsily look down to your waist and see Abby’s arm is wrapped around it. She was actually awake but her eyes were shut, she was still feeling sleepy and she just wanted to lay in the warm morning sun while holding her lover - basking in the warmth running through her body, she felt full of love.

You look at her handsome face, seeing all the freckles were the sun kissed her a little to much lately, tracing them with your eyes before your gaze fell onto her full lips, the adorable pout she always seemed to have. You lean down and gently capture her lips with your own, she didn’t kiss back, but you could feel her grin grow as you kissed her.

Pulling away you saw Abby was still feigning sleep, so you leaned up and kissed her forehead next,“Good morning love,” you whisper quietly, knowing that nickname would raise her— she loved that nickname..

Abby finally opened her eyes and stared at you sleepily, her blue eyes twinkling in the morning sun, though she wasn’t smiling - her eyes were. Her hair was free of the tangled braid from last night and was flowing across her pillow like a honey colored halo. She pulled you down next to her suddenly— making you gasp soft and giggle quietly as you cuddle up to her. She kisses your forehead and rubs your back gently as she whispers in a groggy morning voice,”I love you Pumpkin.”

You bite your lower lip as you feel yourself smiling like a goof at her heartfelt words that were as warm as the morning sun.

“I love you too Abby.”

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I didn’t have to add the fluff at the end buuut…

yes I did.

#abby anderson #abby anderson/reader #abby tlou #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x reader #wlw #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson fluff #abby x reader #abby x fem!reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson/you #abby anderson tlou2 #abby the last of us #abby x you #abby anderson fan fiction #Abby Anderson Blurbs

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andersonlore · 6 months

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BEGGING for more milf!reader x sub!abby 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 please please PLEASE 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ (maybe with a lil bit of a breeding kink if you’re into that) take your time love <33

†⠀❝ HEART TO HEART II ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !

"YOUNGER!ABBY HEADCANNONS"

♱

★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, nsfw content, wlw, fem!reader, age gap vague, abby is early twenties, younger!abby, uhal!lesbian vibe, mommy!kink, tw breeding kink, reader has a kid, dom!reader, sub!abby, strap (abby!), oral (abby!r), fingering (abby!r), poc!friendly, nipple play, reader is a mom.

RAYNE RAMBLES ★ thank u so much sweet angel for asking so sweetly. this has teken me longer than intended, but better late than never, right? breeding kink? are u kidding? now, ur speaking my language. hope this is as lovely as you are. if you like, don't forget to reblog!

younger!abby who can't stop thinking of the first night she spends with you.

younger!abby who can't get your addicting moans out of her head. they play on an endless loop in her mind and she wants to keep them there forever.

younger!abby who swears, even if it's only been one lovely night, she swears she about to tip over the line of love.

younger!abby who never had been manhandled until that very night with you.

Abby thought she was in control - she should've known better. It taken only a moment for your firm hands gripping her hips, maneuvering her weight until you were on top of her.

"It's all for show, huh? These perfectly sculpted arms, your chiseled abs, and don't even get me started on this face. I bet all the girls just fall at your feet."

younger!abby who blushed even more, unable to contain her reaction at each compliment rolling off your tongue.

younger!abby who wanted to tell you there wasn't other girls, but the words died on her tongue when you dragged her into the bedroom.

younger!abby who moaned softly when you played with the end of her braid, your fingers smoothing over the blonde strands.

younger!abby likes the fact you had managed to pull at what she loves most the first night in.

younger!abby who can't help the bubbling feeling in the pit of her stomach as you look at her with those goddamn eyes of yours. you were more breathtaking than should be allowed.

younger!abby who watches with a careful eye as you stepped away from her body, shoving your dress until it pools at your feet.

younger!abby who can't help put purr at you, everything on display for her greedy eyes.

younger!abby is infatuated and absolutely lost for words as she looks at you.

younger!abby who can't believe how sexy you are and can't believe you, a descendent from Aphrodite herself, could want her.

younger!abby whose heart stops as you don't walk to her. No. Not yet - you're walking to your night stand.

younger!abby tries to keep her breathing under control as you bring out the strap.

younger!abby who can't help but feel her heart beating out of her chest.

"We don't have to do this you know. If you don't like being fucked like this, I can always put my mouth to good use." You offer, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. Abby loves how your soft voice carries across the room. The need she has for you only grows, begging for a taste.

younger!abby who feels your sweetness pull at her heart.

younger!abby who nods simply, but you don't take it as a sufficient response.

"If you want me to fuck you, you're going to have to say it, angel. Need to hear you say it."

younger!abby who fumbles the words past her lips as she's unable to take her eyes of you, but she manages to get it out.

younger!abby who feels the slick grow in between her thighs as she watches you put the strap on.

younger!abby who can't remember a time she felt this overwhelmed.

younger!abby who can't help but rub her thick thighs together in anticipation.

younger!abby who notices the smirk on your face and just how much you're enjoying teasing her.

younger!abby can only register a soft 'gotta work you open baby' and her boxers are gone.

younger!abby who usually doesn't like to be put on display like this, can't help but feel treasured as you look at her in awe.

younger!abby who loses it the moment she feels your teeth sink in her thighs, littering the punctured skin with sweet kisses.

younger!abby who doesn't know what to do with herself when all of your undivided attention is upon her.

younger!abby loves the way you have her thighs spread out, your body between them and there's no hesitation.

younger!abby who bucks her hips upwards as you give her everything she's been thinking about.

younger!abby who feels a shiver run up her spine as your tongue plays with your vulva, before flattening the muscle against your cunt.

younger!abby who tries to close her thighs around your head, but you won't let her.

"You have to keep this thick thighs open for me, baby. How else am I supposed to fuck this perfect cunt?"

younger!abby who could easily, physically over power you, but can't even imagine doing so. not when you're making her feel this good.

"If you need something to grab onto just pull on my hair." Stopping for a moment, you grab her big hands and Abby makes a makeshift ponytail, as suck on her clit.

younger!abby wonders how she has ever existed without you.

younger!abby loves you mouth, and every moan you let out as you fuck her pussy with her mouth.

younger!abby can't get get over the vibrations she feels and how you hump into the bed every time abby pulls your hair a little too hard.

younger!abby knows for a fact, she's only ever been vocal with you.

younger!abby feels her cunt gripping onto your fingers as you sink two fingers into her, and she can hear just how wet you've gotten her.

younger!abby who can't stop moaning at the feeling of your fingers fucking her and the louder she gets, the better you make her feel.

younger!abby can feel just how close she is, but then you remove your fingers and she feels empty.

younger!abby certainly can't control the whine she lets out. it's needy and carnal - it even hurts her throat a little but she really doesn't care.

"You're lucky my kid is a heavy sleeper, Abs. Or else, I'd have to punish you for it."

younger!abby who tried to at least appear guilty, but it's so hard when the only coherent thought in her mind is wanting to fuck your mouth.

younger!abby knows all she wants to feel is you, and now that you're depriving her of the need it feel like an unbearable weight to hold.

younger!abby who throws her head back when you start sinking your cock into her tight pussy.

younger!abby who feels so full with you inside her. she's trying to hold her moans in with your comment, but your first thrust pulls it right out of her.

younger!abby who is never the one who gets fucked, revels in how good it feels. knowing you wanted to fuck her already had sent her over the edge but god - you really knew how to fuck.

younger!abby who cries out your name as you pick up the pace, your cock hitting her in just the place she needs.

younger!abby who never wants you to stop, she always will crave to feel this forever. she doesn't care if it's dramatic, but you're taking care of her like no one else ever has.

"You're so loud for me. Aren't you?" You chuckle as Abby moans. "Sweet baby, never had her pussy fucked this good. All those stupid, young girls can't give you what mommy can, huh?"

"No, never like this - never this good." Abby swears as you lift, bending her leg over your shoulder, making her cock hit her even deeper. The place all her girlfriends never touched.

younger!abby whose eyes roll into the back of her head, unable to compute with pleasure you're giving her.

younger!abby nearly comes when the next sentence falls from your plump lips.

"Want to put a baby in you, Abs. God, you'd look so pretty." Your pace increasing, if it was even possible. "Would fuck all day and all night if that's what it took."

younger!abby knows it should've scared her off, but all she wants is to please you. nothing could stop the way her cunt grips on your cock like a vice.

"Anything for you. Need you to fill me up." Abby can't help but capturing your nipple in her mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive flesh she sucks."

"Give it to me, Mommy."

younger!abby knows it's all you need before the friction of the strap is too much and you're coming along with her.

younger!abby feels herself falling as you cleans the two of you up, before she holds her.

younger!abby feels safe and she never wants this feeling to escape her.

younger!abby also can't wait until you break her brain and fuck her into oblivion again.

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suguruplsr · 6 months

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Any shoko smut or nsfw headcannons?

shoko smut headcannons!

✰ ✰ ✰ who needs dick when you’ve got a women who knows what she’s doing?

જ⁀➴ idk much about toys so i had to do a bit of research , but my mind went wild with this one <3

,, x fem!reader , mentions of: fingering , oral (both receiving) , toys (vibrating bullet & dildo) , thigh riding , overstimulation , nipple play , cum play , both are switches (shoko more dom) , idk what else

divider from @/benkeibear

shoko for sure loves to take things slow in sex. she’s a heavy believer in foreplay and you may be thinking, “but isn’t lesbian sex just foreplay with toys?” for her, no. she’s going from small kisses and hugs to having your legs around her face. and that’s not even all of it. she’s doing any and everything to have you overstimulated until you’re whining in her ear with breathy moans. on days that you don’t have enough energy to keep up with her, you two have lazy intimate sex. just cuddled up in each others arms, kissing each other softly with a quiet conversation while you two occasionally switch in fingering each other. she’ll get maybe two or three orgasms out of you and then you’ll do the same, softly giggling when she’s moaning in your neck and murmuring in your ear as her thighs clamp around your arm, cumming all over your fingers. then once you start to feel a bit sleepy, she moves down, holding your legs up and whispering something about putting you to sleep with her tongue.

however, there are days when even she doesn’t feel good, tired and just wanting to come home to her sweet baby. and you’re so affectionate, taking care of her not only throughout her night at home but also in bed, fingers softly traveling along her body and pulling away the cute pajama set you got her for christmas. you’re kissing around her neck and playing with her clit, and after your lips latch onto her nipples with a finger entering her pussy. she’s clenching around your finger with a whine, face twisting so adorably as her bangs stick to her face, fingers gripping the sheets. and you’re just in a trance, eyes flickering up to her to watch her expression as you play with her cum, spreading her folds and pressing lightly to let the globs ride out. it’s even more better to see how embarrassed she gets after seeing how your eyes stay on her, a mean smile curling on your face and making her thighs jolt as you play with her clit a bit, smearing it with her cum.

shoko who is surprised when you do introduce toys into your sex life. you weren’t that much a fan of scissoring, considering you preferred dragging your cunt on her thigh, which she adores. so she should’ve been prepared when you welcomed her to sit beside you and browse through the catalogues of toys on some website. for some reason, you have too much curiosity. shamelessly talking about how you want to see her squirm while you rub a vibrator on her clit, or fuck her with a dildo, maybe a strap too? and she’s so fucking red, trying to ignore the throb between her legs and taking the computer away from you, saying, “sweetie, you’re too dangerous. how about you let me pick a few things since you’re open to practically everything.” and then later that night, you’re sleeping beside her while she’s up, scrolling through the lists and finally understanding what you meant. the endless possibilities to what you two could do. and shoko’s never a shameful person, but she is after seeing how there’s over 30 items in her wishlist. but she knows it’s worth it, at least until you get your hands on them.

and you do, well, after shoko has her fun. she’s doing everything the first night you try them out, well, except for helping you with her touch. she wants to save that for later. after making out with her, she’s pining you to the bed once you ask for more, a smug smile on her face as she gets up and walks over to one of her drawers.

“i thought i’d need to use the dildo first.. should’ve known my sensitive girl was susceptible to somethin’ like this..” shoko smiles, her brown eyes stuck onto the way your folds twitch around the small bullet vibrator she teased around your hole, dragging the cum coated toy along your pussy lips. “s’too much sho.. w-wanna feel your fingers instead.” you frown with a small cute pout on your face, trying to reach down to her wrists, only for her to swat it away.

“nuh uh. i still wanna try out that dildo too. weren’t you excited for this pretty girl?” shoko chuckles, cooing softly when her breath hits your clit, making you feel all tingly n’ whiny, biting your lip as she turns up the speed of the bullet. “b-but shoko..” you choke out a moan, throwing back your head as she gives small licks on your clit and making you cum. again. “yea you like that huh.. can’t wait to eat it all out later..” your pussy was like heaven, and she could taste some of your juices on her tongue. but she reminded herself that she still needs to keep the aching of her own curiosity satisfied.. oh she can’t wait to see how messy that dildo’s gonna be.

remember how i mentioned how shoko loves it when you ride her thigh? yea she nearly cums just seeing and feeling how you’re begging like a whore in her lap, visiting her during her break and innocently sliding onto her lap for some kisses, only for your head to be tucked in her neck with your dress rolled up, panties to the side as you drag your cunny along her jeans. and shoko’s eyes are darkened with lust, her stomach twisting in delight at the sounds of your quiet moans. all for her to hear. her hands are up your dress, squeezing and playing with the plush of your breasts until you’ve left a stain on her pants, thankfully black. and if there’s enough time, she helps you cum just once more, holding your waist tight and agonizingly dragging you against her thigh. forcing you to stare into her eyes and tell her how good it is, how nasty it feels to be getting off on her like some slut. don’t worry, after you two started using toys more, she’s sending you off with a kiss and snapping the band of your undies, lazily grinning at the sound of your whimper. “now, go be a good girl stuff my pussy up with that pink dildo. yeaaa, the vibrating one. wanna come home to a sweet mess. ”

shoko who keeps your sex life going way more than any man has. its gotten to a point that shes heard your rambles to your friends on the phone, talking about how you’ll, “never fuck a guy again”. she loves noticing how your thighs clench at the thought of getting home whenever she teases you in public with a whisper in your ear, something about wanting to wrap her thighs around your face. and she keeps her word, as do you. shoko’s so confident in the fact the you both feel equal enjoyment together that whenever satoru makes a joke about how do you two even have sex, the smirk she gives is enough for nanami to cough and slap the giggling male’s back. shaking his head and changing the subject before shoko can rant all about how she makes her lovely girl happy in bed.

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serevena · 1 year

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Heaven Sent.

Pairing - Ellie Williams x Fem!reader

Synopsis - Ellie hits it from the front…and the back.

Warnings - Strap-On usage, Hickeys, Provocative language, not proofread, Mentions of spit, Oral, Ellie eats it from the back, mentions of overstimulation, Pet names, Graphic Depictions of lesbian sex, No plot, Hair pulling, Ass smacking, Pussy spanking (for like one second).

a.n - Just putting this out there before I start taking this blog more seriously. :)

“Fuckin’ hell…” Ellie dragged, her coarse hands on either side of your head as she pounded into you like there was no tomorrow, whispering sweet nothings into your ear along with her feverish groaning.

She wouldn’t stop, she couldn’t. The disgusting sounds of her skin slapping against yours was just too much to let go of. She glanced down to see the strap entering in and out of your walls at an ungodly pace, feeling satisfied to know she was doing this to you. “Oh, Ellie—”

“Yeah..yeah..you like it when I fuck you like that, yeah? Just like that..” She spoke roughly, her voice shaky and breathy as you could see drops of sweat glistening on her pale skin. Her eyes practically glowed with the way the moonlight shown on them, Her auburn hair sticking to her forehead. You could’ve sworn you saw an Angel,, I mean, you were quite frankly being fucked so hard you could see heaven.

“‘’m gonna cum..” you mumbled barely coherently, your hand traveling down your own sweaty body for some sort of friction on your clit. Seeing this, Ellie gripped your hand, causing you to let out a wince under your breath from how aggressive it was. She quickly pinned your hand above your head, pulling out of you just before you could reach your release.

“El..” you whined. She could only chuckle in response, sitting up and spanking your cunt for a brief moment, causing you to flinch ever so slightly. She let out another chuckle, her calloused hands on your hips as she rubbed faded stretch marks, biting her bottom lip as she admired what was all hers.

She then bent down, making out with your skin as soft bites were left behind occasionally. “Oh..” you breathed, which caused Ellie to continue, her eyes on your contorting face the entire time. The way your brows frowned, the way your hands gripped the sheets as if it’d give you any kind of support..She loved it, she loved it all.

Ellie’s cracked lips were now hovering over where you needed her most, and you knew she knew, she did this to drive you mad. You simply couldn’t catch a break from the never-ending torture that damn girl gave you. And you loved every goddamn second of it.

She looked up at you one last time before her lips latched around your pulsing clit. You let out a loud moan, causing her to smirk as she didn’t hold back, eating your pussy out like a starved woman. Your soft hands went to her hair, gripping it, Her hands wrapping around your thighs, pulling you impossibly closer to her mouth as her brows furrowed. She shook her head a few times for the extra friction, which sure as hell worked considering it’d get you to arch your back every time. She continued sucking, even biting a few times before she pulled away with a faint ‘pop’ sound. She licked one last strip up your pussy before quickly going back up to your lips...On your face.

She kissed you passionately, your shoulders relaxing when you taste yourself on her tongue. The two of you stood like that for a few minutes, having a make-out session all over again..that was, before she pulled away, a string of saliva hanging from her lips as she looked down at you with her dark gaze. “You drive me fuckin’ crazy..Y’know that?” She mumbled, and you could only stare up at the absolute angel on top of you.

It didn’t take long until she found herself wanting to pound into you again..Ruin you. And Ellie always gets what she wants. So, in the blink of an eye, your back was arched, her jagged hands back on your hips as she kissed your lower back, making sure to bite the skin of your ass, making you let out pouts from the pain. She stared at your glistening pussy..it was practically fucking begging for her. And who was she to say no to you? Her lips quickly connected with your cunt once more, and this caused you to continue your spree of moans. Ellie detached her lips from your core to mumble faint “‘taste so good..”, “‘Atta girl..”’s.

She continued eating you out, getting impossibly more aggressive with it before she removed her mouth entirely. The teasing was driving you insane, but you knew she could care less. She placed one hand on your ass, the other wrapped around the base of the strap as she moved it up and down your cunt, staring down at it like a kid in a candy store. She made sure to catch you off guard as she shoved the silicone inside of you, realizing she couldn’t take it any longer. “Oh—Ellie!“ you yelled out, her hands massaging your ass before one quickly went up to your hair, gripping it roughly with a little grunt. She began thrusting in and out of you at a harsh pace, keeping your hair in her hand as she tugged at it over and over again. It was all so damn overwhelming, and also not enough.

Her hand rose before it landed a harsh slap on your skin. “Mm—Fuck, yeah..you fuckin’ love it when I fuck you like this..” She groaned out, her eyes focused on the way your ass jiggled with every thrust. “Oh, fuck, Ellie! Please..” you mumbled out. “Please what?” She questioned, completely “oblivious” to your words.

“..Please what?” She spoke again when you didn’t respond, landing another harsh smack onto your ass as her pounding impossibly increased. “Please..let me cum..” though Ellie was able to understand, you felt like you’d just mumbled a bunch of gibberish.

The countless hours of teasing, denying,, Ellie couldn’t help but give in. So she continued pounding into you, the skin slapping egging her on as she slapped your ass again, and again, seeing her own handprint on your asscheek. She smirked at this, grabbing your ass roughly as your thighs began shaking. “Just like that..just like that..damn..Gonna cum all over my cock?…” Ellie muttered out, watching and listening to the way your moans became more breathy, more pornographic..The way she could tell by your body that you were cumpletely fucked out.

She didn’t stop for a few, causing your overstimulation to become unbearable. But she pulled out, slowly, watching the way your cum coated the silicone cock. She kissed your back, your ass, your shoulders, anywhere she could reach, letting the rough grip on your hair go. “Did so well for me..” She whispered into your ear as she tried to catch your breath.

“Ready for round two?” God, you could hear the smirk.

She was gonna take care of you.

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crowfanity · 1 year

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Some more text post memes!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

(ID under cut)

[ID: A series of ten text post memes with Ace Attorney character sprites

The first image is a twitter post with Miles Edgeworth looking smug. The tweet reads “proud to announce that i am making a Bad decision but I’m not telling y’all what it is so u can’t stop me”.

The second image is of a tumblr post. An anon with Athena Cykes’ angry sprite next to it asks “Have you ever met someone who you just weren’t able to bully?” Underneath it is Simon Blackquill’s sprite with a smirk next to the response “no. I’m a very unpleasant person”.

The third picture is of a joke article title that says “If You Want To Achieve Enlightenment, You’re Gonna Have To Go Through Me”. In the corner is a picture of Nahyuta Sahdmadhi with his hand up in meditation.

The fourth photo is a tumblr screenshot. It says “my flatmate has just rocked in with the two lesbianest lesbians I’ve ever seen and introduced them as “my sister and my sister’s... roommate”. Underneath it has Kay Faraday grinning on the left, and on the right is Ema Skye’s confident sprite from Investigations next to pictures of Lana Skye with a neutral expression and Mia Fey smiling with her arms crossed.

The fifth image is a twitter conversation. The first tweet has a picture of teenage Maya Fey looking solemn with her head tilted down a bit. The text reads “The realization that the switch is 5 years old and they’re probably gonna reveal their next console in a couple of years just hit me like a fucking truck”. Underneath that is a response saying “I used to go into hospitals and switched the babies around. You can’t do stuff like that anymore, too many cameras.” To the right of that comment is a picture of Zak Gramarye in his magician outfit with his hands on his hips and laughing.

The sixth picture is of a single twitter post. In the bottom right corner is a picture of Nahyuta Sahdmadhi smiling with his eyes closed. The tweet says “Back in Uni, a girl mocked my presentation one time so I searched for her group and asked the topic they were presenting on. I spent 4 days researching on it and asked her so many questions like it was common knowledge that she cried. Stay blessed precious one.”

The seventh picture is of a short Facebook conversation. The first names are censored but the two commenters have the same last name. The first post says “I’d kill my own brother to be in bed right now I don’t even care” with a smiling emoji at the end. To the lower right of the comment is a picture of Aura Blackquill smiling with her chin in her hand as she leans on an upset Clonco. To the left of the second comment is a sprite of Simon Blackquill glaring. The reply says “I’d like to see you try you silly cunt I’ll put you in the fucking ground”.

The eighth photo is of a Grindr conversation. The first message is on the right with a yellow text box and just says “hey” next to a sprite of trilogy Phoenix Wright smiling awkwardly and rubbing the back of his head. The next two messages are on the left and have blue text boxes next to a sprite of Larry Butz playfully rubbing the back of his head with his eyes closed and tongue sticking out. The messages from him read “Hey” “Just so you know I’m not gay or anything”. The next message is next to a sprite of Phoenix looking confused/annoyed and sweating. It says “this is grindr my guy”. The response is next to an image of Larry looking angry with his eyes closed, teeth clenched, and hands balled into fists. The message says “I guess people who are lactose intolerant can’t walk down the fucking dairy aisle? I’m just looking”.

The ninth image is of a single tweet. In the upper right is Athena Cykes’ thinking sprite as she touches her earring. In the bottom right is a sprite of Simon Blackquill looking up and away from the camera and frowning. The tweet reads “My uncle, the countriest guy I know, just said “I fuckin hate seeing chipmunks cause it means there ain’t no big cool birds around””.

The last photo is of a single tweet in a chat format. In the upper right is a picture of Wocky Kitaki with his arms crossed and smirking awkwardly while looking away, looking smug yet nervous. Underneath him is Apollo Justice’s disheartened sprite, slouching forward a bit and looking annoyed/exhausted. The tweet says “me: [whispering to my lawyer]” “my lawyer: I’m not asking that” “me: [whispering some more]” “my lawyer: your honor would he still be guilty if he was a worm”.

/End of ID]

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𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷 & 𝓵𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 | kitten braden x reader

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂 | it's been hard for you since she moved out, of course, and she didn't give you much warning before she stopped by to acquire some forgotten belongings. you know this time, if you let her leave again, she'll be out of your life forever-- could that really be what she wants?

𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 | 4.3k

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 | smut (18+ only - thigh riding, fingering, a touch of dom!reader), angst (break up), internalized transphobia/body image stuff, insecurity, lesbian reader, fluff and sweetness 💕

You swung open the front door, having to stop yourself from biting your lip at the sight of her— just how you remembered, except… no, even more beautiful.

She was wearing a simple silky slip dress with a massive fur, the perfect contrast as always; pearls, of course, but not the ones you’d bought her. Maybe she just wanted to show off that somebody new was buying her pearls now, and god, could you blame them?

You probably looked ridiculous, staring at her like that and not even saying anything. “I just came to get my things,” she informed you in that soft, melodious voice of hers.

Your chest deflated. “Y-yes, sure,” you nodded, stepping back to let her in. She brushed past you quickly, a sort of tightness to her walk— a little prissy, you thought. But you sort of liked that, too.

You inhaled a whiff of sweet perfume just after she walked by so briskly, something new, something fresh and a little tart: lemon and lavender. Had she put herself together like this, just to come here and flaunt how incredible she looked? How she’d somehow become more beautiful since she left— how she was doing so well, probably better than ever without you? It should’ve hurt but you didn’t even mind; she could walk all over you with those stilettos and you’d be grateful for it—

You shook your head as she made her way to the bedroom, deciding not to indulge in that train of thought… at least not until after she’d left.

“I thought you, erm, took everything already,” you mumbled as you followed her, watching her go through your drawers— she kept her chin up as she looked, only lowering her eyes in that way that made the length of her lashes all the more apparent. Was she toying with you on purpose? You really hoped she was.

“I couldn’t find my earrings,” she explained, “the little blue ones? I think I left them here— and a few pairs of knickers.”

“The blue ones,” you remembered, “I remember them— they match your eyes.”

She shot you a little look, a frown, and kept searching amongst your socks. “Don’t be like that,” she mumbled, eventually. “I’m just here for the earrings.”

“I know, sorry,” you breathed, “it’s just that— you look great.”

“Hm,” she acknowledged, quickly turning her head to send those blonde curls in a swing; it reminded you of when she twirled in her dresses, laughing and blushing when you told her she looked beautiful. You still couldn’t really believe that was all behind you now, that she was really gone…

“You look good too,” you added, doing an impression of her soft voice, and she seemed confused as she finally looked at you again. “That’s the polite thing, you know— what you say when you run into an ex.”

“I know,” she agreed, “but, well… I said I’d never lie to you. I’m still keeping that promise.”

You scoffed, not sure which part of that to start with. What promise did I break to you? You remember saying you’d never lie to me? I don’t look good?

“And—” she started again, like she’d tried to bite her tongue but couldn’t help herself. She spun on her heel and crossed her arms at you. “And you look like a mess! Stained joggers, your sock’s got a hole in it—”

You looked down at your feet, sighing when you saw your big toe exposed.

“And look at the apartment!” she continued, raising her arms to gesture around at the disorganised room. “God, you’ve got take-away boxes everywhere, you’ve got dirty clothes and dishes on the bed—”

“I am a mess,” you explained, stepping closer. “Of course I am. I’m not like you, I can’t just… I can’t just forget.”

“Forget?” she repeated, offended. “Is that what you think I’ve done?”

“How else can you come in here, looking like that,” you laughed thinly, motioning over her form as she held her coat together shyly, “asking about some bloody earrings… how can you walk through this apartment and not get your heart broken with every step?”

She glanced down, almost looking embarrassed— an emotion you were all too familiar with on her face. You stepped a little closer, dying to meet her gaze.

“I can barely stand to be here,” you breathed, “and I lived here first— I lived here for years before I even met you! And now— fuck, Kitten—” you stopped for a moment to bite your lip as you tried not to cry— “now I just come home and I keep thinking: that’s our apartment.”

She blinked quickly but said nothing. You waited for a while for her to say any of the thousands of things you wanted to hear right then: for her to admit that she still wanted you, too, that she was so lonely without you, that she came up with an excuse to come by because she wanted to make you jealous— even just that she missed living here. But she just bit her lip and avoided your gaze, and your heartbreak shifted to frustration: you quickly knelt down and yanked open the bottom drawer, forcing her to pull her leg out of the way before the wood scraped her ankle. You flipped open a shoebox and dug through until you found the blue ceramic flowers.

“Here,” you decided as you balled them up in your fist, “the earrings you wanted so damn bad.”

But before you stood up, you tossed them carelessly back into the box and picked it up, standing and facing here.

“You know what? Take the whole thing,” you offered roughly, pushing the box into her chest until she delicately held it. She took the lid off and gently began to look through what was inside. “It’s all there— the knickers, too.”

But it wasn’t just her earrings and lacy underthings in the box— it was everything. Ticket stubs from movies you’d seen together, receipts from diners and lingerie stores, dried flowers and ribbons from picnic baskets… the pictures you’d taken of her, Polaroids mostly— some a bit more salacious than the rest. “Darling…” she breathed, and your heart skipped. “You kept all this?”

“Of course,” you replied, hating the way your voice cracked; you turned your head away when she looked up at your face, defiantly wiping a tear from your cheek. “You can keep it now, I don’t… I don’t need it anymore. I just wanna forget.”

She cooed at you sweetly as she set the box aside, grabbing your face and wiping another tear away tenderly with her thumb. You found the strength to look at her again, though you tried not to get your hopes up that she’d really come back. “Oh, sweet thing,” she sighed, “we can’t forget. Neither of us can.”

“Then how am I supposed to go on?” you wondered, sniffling. “I don’t— I really don’t know if I can live like this—”

“Ah, hush,” she dismissed, “you’ll do fine— you can have any girl you want, you won’t have any trouble.”

“But I only want you,” you insisted, grabbing her wrists and holding them tightly. “I only ever wanted you, Kitten.”

Now she turned away, looking like her eyes might be getting misty. “N-now, that can’t be true,” she denied softly.

You laughed a little, mostly out of amazement rather than amusement. “Who the fuck else did you think I wanted?” you wondered. She got her hands free from yours, chewing her lip and crossing her arms, but you stepped closer again. “Kitten, who else would I possibly want?”

“Well, you know,” she stalled, “I just wondered if maybe… I mean, nobody could blame you if— you know, you’re… you’re a lesbian!”

“You’re just now noticing this?”

“No, I mean,” she choked, “I just mean maybe… maybe you would’ve wanted…”

She didn’t say it, she just held her hand up to her mouth— starting to bite her thumb nail nervously— and finally met your gaze. And you heard it in the air, you saw it in her eyes. Maybe you wanted a real girl.

You knew she was sensitive about it sometimes… for the first few months you were together she didn’t even like you to see her naked, didn’t want to be touched too much down there. Then it was okay as long as it was in the dark— or through panties. It took a lot of patience and promises to get her really naked for you, and god was it worth the wait. And now here you were, fucking bewildered that she could think you didn’t like what you saw.

“Kitten,” you breathed, stepping up and frowning when she looked away again. “Kitten, look at me. How could you think that?”

“I just—”

“Was I not obsessed with you enough? Did I not kiss you enough, touch you enough? You had me on my knees— you had me around your finger—”

“I know,” she groaned, “but doesn’t the novelty wear off after a while? You got to try something, you know, different— strange. But a fetish is just that, you know— not meant to be forever.”

“That’s why you left?”

She nodded.

“Oh, Kitten— you stupid, stupid woman.”

“Hey—!” she protested, cut off by your lips pressing onto hers. The resistance didn’t last for more than a half-second, and then she melted into you in the most beautiful way. The way you’d been imagining ever since she left… or, really, ever since you first laid eyes on her.

She hummed sweetly into the kiss, and let you pull her closer. Normally this is where you would’ve dragged her to the bed, but the bed was an aforementioned hellhole, so you had to try to think quickly while your brain short-circuited from the loveliness of the kiss.

Tugging her back by the fur coat, you guided her towards the couch with you, bringing her into your lap without ever breaking your lips away; then you could tug the coat down her arms, exposing the impossibly-thin straps of her dress. She dropped her freckled shoulders in a coquettish way, as you finally pulled back and admired the way you'd ruined her lipstick.

Running your hands down her arms, and then over her sides, you sighed at the sight of her draped in silk— the way her legs straddled your lap only made the dress ride up a little higher, and it was driving you wild already. “Tell me you weren’t just dressed like this to run errands,” you laughed breathlessly as you pet her thigh, dragging your nails a bit to tickle her through the stockings.

“No,” she admitted, watching your hand brush over her garters and reach up under the skirt— only to come back down before it got too far. She whimpered as you teased her, and you felt your chest fill with pride. “No, I dressed up like this for you…”

“Fuck,” you groaned, “all for me?”

“Yes,” she sighed, partially an answer to your question, partially a response to the way you started to kiss her neck.

“Dolled up for me, huh? Wanted me to see what I was missin’?”

She nodded, biting her lip, and you carefully ran your fingertips along the edge of her panties.

You scoffed as you lifted the dress and found those garters pinned to delicate lace. “Earrings my fuckin’ arse,” you mumbled, tickling her inner thigh as she hummed coyly. “Knew exactly what you wanted when you came here, didn’t you, naughty Kitten?”

Her smile fell into a shuddering gasp as you grabbed her between the legs, and she could only nod a little.

“Well, then come and take it,” you offered, grabbing her hips next and pulling her down onto your lap to rub on your thigh. “Go on, lemme see how bad you missed me.”

She sighed, moving carefully at first, but then really started to rock against you as you groaned proudly. “Oh, kiss me,” she pleaded after a moment, and you pulled her down to your open mouth. Finally she was letting go, relaxing in your arms, kissing you and grinding on you shamelessly. She moaned and hummed against your lips, and you ran your hands all over her body— the stocking-clad legs, the curve of her waist, up over her back and chest until you could hold her head. You cradled her face in your palms as you pulled away, enough to speak to her softly while you ran your fingers through her hair.

"Can't go leavin' me again, Kitten," you warned her with a little tug on those lovely blonde curls. "Need you too much. Hear me?"

"Yes," she promised, panting as she thrusted herself a bit faster against your thigh.

"You're mine," you reminded her, and she moaned happily. "Say it."

"Yours," she whined, gasping as you suddenly groped her chest through the silk. You smirked when you felt her nipple harden against your palm: they were always so sensitive. "Yours, all yours—"

You roughly tugged her dress down to suck on her tit, and she gasped before giggling sweetly as she held your head.

"Oh, you brute," she moaned, "you'll rip my dress—"

"You wanted me to," you challenged, letting your teeth graze the little bud until you felt her shudder in your arms. "You put this dress on— these panties and stockings— and you thought about me ripping it all off of you, didn't you?"

Her hips jerked a little in your lap, and that was answer enough for you.

"Needy little Kitten," you praised. “Now let me suck these pretty tits.”

She moaned, head falling back, as you went back and forth between them, mostly shutting your eyes tight and remembering exactly how to lick and tease her, but occasionally looking up at her face: it was just perfect like this.

She whimpered as she started to grind harder against your thigh, pretty pink lips open loosely for her moans to pass through. Just when you thought she was lost in it entirely, and you started to lean back to just look up and watch her go, she moved her own leg between yours to press against your heated centre. You sighed a little and caught her raising an eyebrow as she looked down at you, looking a little proud of herself. "Want you to feel good too, darling," she explained, nodding encouragingly.

You moved your hips and groaned as the friction made you shiver all over. You'd gotten so turned on from watching and touching her that every movement made you groan softly, and you had to take a tight hold of her ass— which made her whine sweetly— just to have something to keep you steady.

"I want us to come together like this," she whispered. "Don't you think it's romantic this way? Just moving together, too desperate to slow down, feeling each other…?"

"This is how it was the first time," you reminded her through a sigh. You remembered it like it was yesterday, even though it was months and months ago: the way she was so shy and delicate about it at first, the sweet noises she made for you as you touched her— Does little Kitten purr? you'd asked her teasingly. She does when a handsome new friend makes her come, she'd replied, or gives her some money.

You'd done both, actually, desperate to make this lovely Kitten your pet. It felt more now like she owned you, and you didn't mind it one bit. "I remember, too," she giggled, "you said it was the most fun you ever had without taking your clothes off."

“And then I asked you to stay with me,” you remembered with a laugh of your own. “I was yours from the start, Kitten, and you knew it, didn’t you?”

She didn’t answer, just petting your hair and lifting your head so you’d look up at her. “I was yours, too, darling,” she promised, looking deep into your eyes. “Now won’t you come for me?”

“I’m close,” you breathed, “fuck, Kitten— you wanna make me come, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she smiled, breathing heavily by your ear as you bucked your hips up against her faster. “Yes, I’d like to see it.”

“I wanna see you soak those panties,” you countered, panting yourself as the pressure began to build. “Show me, Kitten— show me that pretty face when you cream your little knickers—”

“Oh!” she yelped sweetly, and you could feel it— the pulsing between her legs, through the fabric of your pants. You pressed even harder against her thigh and came, too, both of you moving helplessly and instinctively— and it was pretty romantic, like she said. But it was dirty in just the right way, too.

“Good girl,” you praised, though your own voice wasn’t very commanding anymore as you were reaching your high. “Fuck, you’re so good—”

You choked and dropped your head back, your hips slowing to a stop while she smiled and relaxed above you; “Darling,” she purred, leaning down and kissing your cheek with a conservative peck. “That was lovely.”

You nodded in agreement, smiling up at her and tucking her hair behind her ear— it still looked pretty perfect despite all that it had been through.

“Now maybe let’s clean up and get some lunch,” she offered, but she whimpered when you grabbed her waist aggressively.

"No fucking way I'm done with you already," you growled, watching her eyes get a little wide.

You ran your hand up her body again, feeling the way her chest swelled and sank as she tried to catch her breath.

“Get them wet for me, love,” you ordered softly as you pressed two fingers to her lips, and she dipped down to wrap her mouth around them. You hummed in praise as she sucked them gently, batting her eyes at you— because of course she would.

She looked at you expectantly as you dragged the fingers slowly from her mouth, watching her plump lip go slack and bounce back when you pulled the digits away. “Gonna put those inside me?” she asked, trying to sound innocent.

“If you ask nicely," you teased.

“Oh,” she sighed, “please— I missed them, you know. Missed how you feel inside me— any part of you, really— but those fingers, darling, you know what you can do to me with those…”

“Did you try with your own fingers?” you wondered with a smirk.

“With these nails? Heavens, no,” she denied. You reached into her panties and teased her hole with the wet fingers, circling her rim as she mewled, hoping to break her patience. “C’mon then, did I not ask nicely enough?” she wondered after a minute or so of that.

“Lay down on your back,” you whispered your command to her, “and open your legs for me. Then I can give you what you want, princess.”

She got up off your lap and sank down to the floor in front of you— you figured she would’ve stayed on the sofa, but this felt a little more submissive— laying back slowly and seductively. How could she do that, look so much like an angel and vixen all at once, while just laying on the ground?

Looking up at you with sultry half-lidded eyes, she slowly spread her legs and let you get an eyeful of the stockings and garters, the lace panties stained with come, the sweetest legs and the heaven she'd been hiding between them.

You fell to your knees in front of her, snapping the garters off and yanking her stockings down to touch her bare, smooth skin. “God, Kitten,” you breathed in awe, “you know exactly what you fucking do to me.”

“Missed this sweet little cunt, didn’t you?” she noticed with a proud smile.

“Course I did,” you panted, kissing up her thighs. “You know I fucking did.”

You reached down and pulled her panties aside, pressing your fingers to her hole again, but this time you actually slipped one in. She jolted a little when you pushed past the resistance, and you smiled.

“Always so fucking tight,” you praised softly, still kissing her bent knee gently but meeting her gaze now. She had this look in her eyes when she had something inside her, a wonderful look you never wanted to go too long without seeing.

Tight, yes, but it was a needy hole, too— and you both knew she already wanted more than just one. She moaned through a smile as you added the second, carefully stretching her open as her hands clenched fistfuls of the shag beneath her.

A shag on the shag. You would've snorted to yourself as you realised the humour in the situation if you weren't too wrapped up in how gorgeous she looked spread out on your floor like this.

You still only had the two fingers about halfway in, focusing on stretching her carefully and just barely teasing that little spot that you knew all too well— you wanted her begging, if you had anything to do with it. You had to get some sense of control back after she'd walked in here and made a complete fool out of you.

She hadn't said anything yet, though, just moaned and rocked her hips against you. Your free hand kept petting her thighs encouragingly, and you kept looking back and forth between her hole swallowing up your fingers and that gorgeous face lost in pleasure.

You pushed your fingers deeper, all the way to the knuckle, and she arched her back up from the carpet. “O-oh, more, please,” she begged.

“More fingers?” you smirked. “Two’s not enough for you?”

“No, I just mean—” she pouted, “I just want more of you…”

You leaned down and laid over her, bringing your face close to hers, as she looked at you with the slightest hint of nervousness in her eyes. “Like this?” you offered under your breath, and she nodded before hiding her face in the crook of your neck. She was rarely shy about sexual things, even when she pretended to be, but sentiment sometimes made her act like this— she didn’t like to ask you for affection, as if she still feared you’d reject her. Generally, your solution to this was to shower her in it, so she’d never have to ask… but you had to admit, you loved the way she begged for you.

She moaned into your shoulder as you held her closer with your free hand, still curling your fingers inside her and finally properly rubbing the most sensitive place inside her.

She whimpered and bucked her hips a bit when you pressed against it, and you smiled; “There, baby? Is that where you need it?”

“Yes, yes,” she mewled, clutching tighter onto you.

You brushed through her curls with your fingers, trying to coax her out. “Let me see that pretty face,” you cooed, laughing a little when she shook her head against you. “No? I don’t get to see my angel?”

She sniffled and pulled back enough to let you see her: big, wet eyes with her mascara beginning to smudge, her lip caught between her teeth.

“You’re so beautiful,” you promised softly. “But I love you for who you are, Kitten. You’re not a fetish, or a compromise. You’re just the best thing that ever happened to me.”

She whimpered and held your face, kissing you sweetly— but the kiss got faster and more desperate at the same time that your movements inside her did, and soon she was making those sweet noises that you knew meant she would come again.

“Let me see one more time, love,” you requested, “lemme see that pretty face you make when I make you come.”

“O-oh, fuck, I’m close,” she promised. “I’m close, darling— I’ll come, I’ll come for you—”

“Yeah,” you agreed encouragingly, “yeah, you’ll give my fingers a nice squeeze, won’t you?”

“Oh, yes,” she whined, arching her back deeper. “L-lick them again, please…”

“Your tits, honey?”

“Yes, please, please—” she chanted, moaning louder when you dipped your head down and wrapped your lips around one of those cute little nipples. You suckled at it while she came, thrusting your fingers into her while she writhed and whimpered out your name; you didn’t stop moving your fingers until she seemed like she was trying to move her hips away, and you didn’t stop kissing her breast until she pulled you away from it by your hair, dragging you up to kiss her— it was sweet and lazy and slow, yet with a sense of desperation felt not in the speed of it all but in the way she tried to hold you tighter with weak and shaking hands.

You must have kissed for ages before you broke apart, and you rolled onto your back at her side; the two of you laid on the floor, sweaty and sticky, panting as you looked up at the ceiling.

After a moment, she turned her head and looked over at you, and you looked back at her as she offered you the softest smile— a real heart-melter, that one. Her smile made your knees weak from the very start. Reaching forward, she wiped some of her lipstick off of your lip, and you kissed the tip of her thumb.

"You really do look awful," she said suddenly, and you chuckled nervously.

"Your pillowtalk skills have seriously diminished since the last time we were together," you noticed.

"No, I just mean— I could tell you'd been crying," she whispered.

"Yeah," you sighed in return, moving a curl out of her face carefully. "Well, like I said, I was pretty miserable once you left."

"Then why'd you let me leave?"

"I figured you'd met someone else," you breathed. "You wanted to get out so fast— I thought maybe you found a man."

"A man?" she repeated, lifting her head slightly in shock.

"You don't have too much trouble with men," you reminded her, and she laughed.

"I only have trouble with men," she assured, and you felt her hand reach for yours, clammy fingers tangling together. "Besides— who else would I possibly want but you, darling?"

#patricia braden x reader #kitten braden x reader #kitten braden smut #cillian murphy x reader #breakfast on pluto

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PART I | Find me on Ao3

Part II

CW: Self-hatred and mentions of homophobia

Steve Harrington was fucked.

Like utterly and completely fucked.

He had one moment of weakness and of course, that would come back to bite him in the ass in the form of a gorgeous man standing at Nancy’s door on Christmas. His whole life, Steve knew he was different. Tried his hardest to fit in when it always seemed so easy for other people to just be. Could never lower his guard, could never let the intrusive thoughts arise.

He spent his entire life pretending. All he needed to do was keep going.

It took him years and a friendship with a lesbian trainwreck for him to realize what was always painfully clear to him. Steve Harrington was not straight.

And, as he did with everything in his life, Steve acknowledged it and moved on from it. Just kept pretending.

It’s not like he had any other choice.

But then he just had to go to that bar.

He had gotten into a big fight with Nancy and he didn’t want to go home, so he drove to the bar instead. Chose one he knew he wouldn’t get recognized.

And then he saw him. So gorgeous, with long hair, bangs falling in his eyes, and a smile that would haunt Steve forever. It made Steve’s skin itch with pure need.

He didn’t really think before sending him the drink.

Didn’t really think when the man approached his booth and asked if he could join him.

Didn’t think at all when the way he said ‘sweetheart’ sent his heart into overdrive.

Steve didn’t think. And now he was fucked.

Because the stranger from the bar, the guy Steve had shamelessly fallen for, was here. Standing in Nancy’s doorway, walking into Steve’s fiancé’s living room.

He was here and his name was Eddie Munson and he would be Steve’s ruin.

Steve tried to keep his cool, shook Eddie’s hands like he didn’t know what those fingers felt like wrapped around his hips. Looked away when Eddie’s tongue darted out to wet his lips as if he didn’t know what his mouth tasted like.

Steve did what he was best at: Pretend.

But his resolve was shattered the minute those round brown eyes met his at the door because Steve kept messing it up. Kept stealing glances at him like no one would notice.

But Eddie did notice it. In fact, he seemed to always know when Steve was looking at him.

“Steve, would you come help me in the kitchen with dessert?” Nancy said, and it was clearly not a question. Steve nodded and followed her, Eddie’s eyes on him the whole time.

Nancy opened the oven and picked up the pie, placed her two hands on the counter, and looked him dead in the eye.

“Alright, spill,” she said. No time for preambles.

“I don’t know what you mean,” he shrugged. Knew it wouldn't work with her. She would see right past his bullshit.

“Don’t play dumb, Steve. What’s up with you?”

Steve sighed. There was no way he could keep anything from Nancy, so he just told her everything.

“And the night you met him was…?”

“The night we fought. I’m sorry I walked out. I was so angry. But at me, not at you.”

Nancy nodded. She rounded the counter and stood next to Steve, putting her hand softly on his face.

“You need to stop hating yourself, babe. I'm pretty sure I told you that at least a million times,” her voice was stern, but not mean. Steve could feel the love behind every word.

“I know, Nance,” he said, not daring to meet her eyes. Knew what he would see in them and he wasn't really ready for that.

“There’s nothing wrong with who you are. Fuck your dad," Nancy said, tugging at his hand until he turned his head, and only when their eyes locked did she keep going. "You can stop pretending now.”

The words sunk in and Steve sighed. Nancy was right, as usual. Steve learned from a young age how to hate himself and he’d never stopped. Kept thinking he needed to please his father.

Even when his father hated who Steve was. Even when his father found Steve’s magazines, hidden in his room. Even when his father screamed at him that he would marry a good girl otherwise he could say goodbye to his money and his name. Steve hated himself then, even more.

So when Steve showed up at Nancy’s door, crying in the middle of the night, she took him in. She soothed him. Calmed him. And when Steve begged her to marry him, she didn’t even blink. She said, “If that’s what will make you happy, Steve, I’ll marry you.”

Nancy, who was willing to put her own happiness aside just so Steve would hate himself a little less. Nancy, who had been in love with Robin ever since Steve had introduced them both.

Nancy, who had fought Steve, begged him to see that cutting ties with his family wouldn’t be the worst thing. He wouldn’t ever be alone.

“You should go talk to him,” Nancy said and Steve grimaced at her.

“He probably hates me,”

“The way he looks at you? I would hardly call it hate, Steve. Just go.”

Steve brought the pie to the table and softly tapped on Eddie’s shoulder.

“Can we talk?”

For a minute, Steve thought Eddie would say no. Would tell him to go fuck himself. But then, Eddie nodded and got up.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #Ali's stuff #stranger things

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Weird AU idea I had randomly:

What if reader and Sevika were like..co-stars on an adult romcom or romantic drama as the two leads? They spend a lot of time together on set and some of their scenes get a little heated (they ofc have a dedicated intimacy coordinator to help). And things just...lead to another off set.

What if Reader is the intimacy coordinator responsible for helping Sevika and her co-stars feel comfortable and they just....hit it off, off-set or after shooting ends. Everyone ofc remains professional on the job, but ya know...not unheard of for folks to start dating after working together 😏

LOVEEE

men and minors dni

seeing people in various states of nakedness is literally your job.

it's vital that you remain professional and responsible while you're working-- both on and off set. you need to be an advocate for healthy boundaries and responsible film-making, there's no space for you to be flustered or uncomfortable or god forbid, turned on.

and usually you're incredibly good at it.

whether it's men or women, whether you find them attractive or not-- you keep your cool and keep it responsible no matter what.

but this is sevika.

sevika, whose interviews you watch before bed-- just to hear the lovely timbre of her voice.

sevika, who has been your celebrity crush for years.

sevika, who's filming her first ever intimate scene, and has no idea how it works.

you find out who you're going to be working with a week before, and you spend the entire week in denial, confident that if you ignore it, you won't freak out about it.

but then you meet her.

she's even more attractive in real life, sleepy from the early morning call-time, hair a little messy and eyes a little droopy, make up free and cuddled up in a white robe. it's like seeing an angel.

the second you introduce yourself to her, closing the door to her trailer behind her, sevika drops her white robe and puts her hands on her hips. when you turn back around, you get an eyeful of a completely naked, completely unbothered sevika. you nearly pass out.

"uh." you say eloquently. sevika blinks at you.

"you're the intimacy coordinator right?" she asks. you gulp, ripping your eyes away from her body to stare at the ceiling.

"y-yes. you don't have to... i mean, you can put your robe back on." you say. "it's just-- we're just talking today." you choke out.

sevika snorts, laughing at herself as she pulls her robe back on. you try to catch your breath as she casually pulls the belt tight and flops onto the couch behind her.

so, it's a rocky start.

and no, you don't jerk off to the image of a naked sevika that's been burned into your frontal lobe when you get home.

that would be completely unprofessional.

(okay, yes you do. three times.)

sevika's charming and funny and down to earth in a way a lot of the celebrities you work with never are. she's got the prettiest smile you've ever seen, and she asks you about your life and listens to your answers, and your crush only gets worse and worse as the days tick by.

you and sevika spend several lunches going over her own personal boundaries.

she's filming a scene with a man, which makes her cringe and stick her tongue out as she says it. (you have to keep yourself from squealing at the confirmation of her very publicly debated lesbianism.) she's not totally uncomfortable with it-- it's her job-- but she 'would like to keep it pg-13' where she can.

she's comfortable with nudity-- she obviously knows how good she looks-- but you explain to her that in scenes beyond the full frontal, she'll be wearing some coverings just to keep everyone comfortable.

she's fascinated by your job, constantly lobbing you with questions.

'what other movies have you worked on?'

'do pornos have intimacy coordinators?'

and then, inevitably, 'who's the hottest celebrity you've ever seen naked?'

this makes you choke on your spit. sevika raises an eyebrow at you as you hack up a lung, and when you finally catch your breath she grins. "me?" she guesses. you just huff and flip her off.

it's amazing watching her act-- she's insanely talented. she's funny too, just naturally, off the top of her head, always spitting out improvised lines that make you and the entire crew laugh. she's also a huge fucking flirt.

she's respectful of all the boundaries you outlined for her on set. always covered unless she's filming, talking frequently with her co-star about the script, triple checking before they film that they both agree with the direction they're taking their sex scenes. but that doesn't stop her from trying to get a rise out of you.

she claims she has no idea how to work the nipple pasties-- insists you do it for her. you've done it for plenty of clients-- sometimes the adhesives or angles can be tricky-- but you know she's just doing it to get you to touch her tits. it's in the way she smirks each time she asks, the way her eyes sparkle as she watches you nervously, shakily press the tape to her flesh, trying to avoid touching her skin at all costs.

she's insisted on taking all her lunches with you once she finds out that you tend to eat alone in your car. she'll tag along with you in the passenger side of your car, teasing you and fiddling with your radio and ducking in her seat when you pass by herds of paparazzi, as you drive the two of you to taco bell. she always pays-- 'i'm the superstar, you're driving a camry-- no offense.'

and she's always touching you.

never inappropriately, never without your permission-- but she's always got her hands on you in some way.

playing with a strand of your hair as you check in with her between takes. wrapping an arm around your shoulders when the two of you walk to your car. fiddling with your fingers in the back of a bus as the two of you and a few crew members ride to a local bar for drinks. each time, you stutter and stumble over your words, biting your cheek and awkwardly avoiding her eyes as she grins at you. she knows what she's doing. she loves it.

you assume you're just a pillow fluffer of sorts for her. just someone for her to flirt with between scenes-- a place for her to put all the residual emotions that filming a rom-com requires. it's happened before-- occasionally clients will need a bit of intimacy outside of the shoot to keep their romantic mood going all day-- and you're happy to receive a few flirty compliments and lingering glances in order to keep your clients happy.

when filming wraps, you assume that you'll never see sevika again.

you say goodbye to her with a hug in her trailer, wishing her luck in her career and hoping that maybe you'll have the pleasure to work with her again in the future. when you pull away, sevika's looking at you with a furrow in her brow.

"what?" you ask.

sevika bites her lip, and for the first time since you've met, she looks... shy.

"nevermind. 's stupid." she says.

you scoff. "sevika, i custom dye thongs to match various skin tones for a living-- i'm used to stupid." you say. she huffs.

"do you... i mean-- how familiar are you with the dating policies on set?"

"uh... not super? i can put you in contact with debbie from HR if you--"

"no nevermind. it's dumb."

you laugh. "having a crush on someone isn't dumb. you should go for it! filming's wrapped, so i doubt there's any hoops you'd need to jump through."

sevika bites her cheek. "i don't know if she'd be into me." she whispers, still not looking at you. you bark a laugh, and sevika's eyes dart up to look at you.

"don't be ridiculous." you say. "you're a fucking a-list actress, i know you know how hot you are, she'd be a fucking idiot not to be!"

"but it's... it's kinda been her job for the past few months to flirt with me."

"what?" you ask.

sevika's co-star is a man-- and he should be the only person flirting with sevika on set.

"i dunno. she's gotta touch me and talk to me and make me comfortable all day-- i don't know if she'd be doing that if it wasn't her job."

"sevika, who's been touching you? nobody's supposed to touch you." you say, anger bubbling up in your stomach.

it's your job to protect her from this happening, and you're starting to panic as you think about all the ways you might've failed her.

sevika huffs a laugh, and you blink at her. "it's not funny, sev, it's serious-- your boundaries--"

"it's you." she says. you blink. "i... it's okay if you... i mean it's basically your job to, like, take care of me, so it's cool if you don't--"

"me?!" you ask, cutting her off. sevika shrugs. "a-are you fucking with me?" you ask. sevika blinks.

"no?" she guesses.

"so this isn't some kind of prank ran put you up to because i told them you've been my celebrity crush since your first movie?" you ask. sevika's worried expression melts, a smug, self-satisfied smile taking its place.

"no." she says again. you sigh.

"o-oh." you say.

"so..." sevika starts. "i know you're all about boundaries and consent and stuff-- do i have to ask before i kiss you or...?" she trails off. you giggle, a little giddy as the reality of the situation sinks in.

"yeah. you have to wear that thong and the pasties to bed with me too." you tease. sevika laughs.

"damn, that's horrible. i'm not gonna be able to do any of the things i wanted to--"

you cut her off with a kiss.

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