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spanktony · 8 months

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MISSED OPPORTUNITIES - maddy perez

summary: you can paired up with maddy for a project, little do you know there’s some lingering feelings in the air.

words: 3.8k

warnings: 18+, riding, g!p reader, reader being oblivious, rue, elliot & reader talk abt pegging and b*ssy 😭

notes: might be ooc maddy or bad dialogue, haven’t wrote for my baby in a while! sorry!

navigation. request.

"Maddy and Y/N."

Maddy didn't exactly know you, but yes, she's seen you. She had noticed you from a distance, watching as you'd come to school on your skateboard nearly every day, and on the days you didn't, you'd gotten a ride from Elliot.

Then you'd proceed to come into fifth period with baggy pants, a beanie on your head, and a nonchalant attitude.

Maddy wondered what it would be like to strike up a conversation with you. But, Maddy couldn't gather the courage to approach you, fearing rejection or awkwardness.

Maddy often found herself stealing glances at you during class, watching you bop your head to the music playing through your earphones.

Maddy couldn't help but wonder what kind of music you were listening to and if you'd ever consider sharing your playlist with her.

You take your wired airpod out of your ear, making sure you heard your teacher correctly. You glance around the classroom, catching Maddy's eye. She quickly looks away, blushing slightly.

"So! Now to go over your assignment." You lean back in your chair, listening to the instructions your teacher is giving. "As we all know, spring break is coming up, and I'm sure many of you have exciting plans. Although, the school wants to do something fun to celebrate the break. We thought it would be a great idea for you guys to come up with an event-type fundraiser for the school. It could be anything from a bake sale to a talent show, as long as it's creative and engaging."

Your teacher pauses, scanning the room for reactions. "Then, once you finish your assignment, the school will vote for the best event idea, and we will make it happen during spring break. This way, you will not only have a chance to showcase your creativity but also contribute to the school community in a meaningful way. So, let's brainstorm and come up with some amazing event ideas that will make this spring break even more memorable!"

Your teacher claps, encouraging the class to get up and start sharing their event ideas with their partner. The class gets up, except for you. You hesitate for a moment, feeling a bit unsure about Maddy being your partner.

Now, you didn't know Maddy personally, but you had heard some rumors about her, and you knew her boyfriend, Nate, a dickhead who'd often cause trouble. One time, Nate chased you with her truck, nearly running you over as you frantically tried to escape on your skateboard.

You never talked to Nate nor even looked his way, but he had always given you menacing looks whenever you crossed paths, along with the rest of the football team. It was tiring, annoying, and made you feel constantly on edge whenever you were near them.

You're knocked out of your thoughts when Maddy appears in front of your sight, a slight smile on her lips. "Y/N, right?" You nod, sitting up in your seat. "Yeah..." Maddy chuckles and nods, her smile widening.

"Were you gonna keep thinking about the great depression or come over to my desk so we can discuss this project?" You crack a smile at Maddy's playful comment and quickly gather your belongings, making your way over to her desk.

You're at Maddy's house. It's been a week since you've been working on the project together. Maddy had a completely different personality from her boyfriend. She was inviting but at the same time closed off, she'd open up about her interests and passions but rarely talked about her personal life or emotions.

You move to the edge of the bed, taking your notebook with you. "So...uh, so far we have a spring dance, a photography exhibit, and a...twerk party? Did you add that one?"

Maddy giggles, hiding her face behind her hands. "No, that one was all you," she says, her laughter contagious. "I swear I didn't write that." You can't help but smile at Maddy's infectious laughter. It's refreshing to see her so carefree and playful, even if she still keeps certain aspects of herself guarded.

Maddy crawls to the edge of the bed, leaning in to read the notebook. You hold in your breath, her being so close to you, sending a rush of warmth through your body. "You can add karaoke, that sounds fun," Maddy suggests, you nod, taking the pencil from behind your ear and jotting down her suggestion in the notebook.

Maddy bites down on her lip, watching you with a smile. "What...?" You whisper, confused and intrigued by her sudden change in demeanor. She leans in closer, her eyes dancing across your face.

"Do you always ride your skateboard to school? I've been meaning to ask." You feel a flutter of excitement at Maddy's interest in your daily routine. "Yeah, I've been skateboarding to school for a while now. I have a car, but it's more fun, to be honest," you reply, fiddling with the pencil in your hands.

Maddy's eyes fall to your skateboard propped on her wall before falling back on you. "You look hot when you ride it too." Her compliment catches you off guard, and a blush creeps up on your cheeks. "Thanks, Maddy," you say with a shy smile.

"We can take a break," Maddy suggests, taking the notebook out of your lap and setting it aside. You lay back against Maddy's bed, and she does the same, turning her head towards you.

"Any more ideas?" You ask, turning your head towards her. Maddy smiles, "Girl, what part of a break don't you understand?" You chuckle at Maddy's response, your face heating up. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Maddy reassures you, her eyes twinkling with amusement. You turn on your side, propping your head up with your hand. Maddy does the same, jokingly mocking you. "You know, I was thinking we should totally have a secret handshake. Something so ridiculous, only we'd get it."

You laugh at Maddy's suggestion, imagining the two of you coming up with a silly secret handshake. "Like what?"

Maddy sits up, sitting on her feet. You sit up as well, sitting criss-cross apple sauce. Maddy softly takes your hand, "We could dap up..." She moves your hand to the side and starts doing a series of intricate hand movements, "then do a link our pinkies...and seal it with a kiss."

You watch in awe as Maddy effortlessly demonstrates the complex sequence of hand movements. The idea of sealing the secret handshake with a kiss makes you blush, feeling as if you were floating on cloud nine.

"Ready?" Maddy asks, her eyes filled with excitement. You nod eagerly, beginning the intricate hand movements. As you mirror Maddy's movements, your fingers fumble at first, but with each repetition, you start to gain confidence and precision, sealing it with a kiss every time.

"Maddy!" Someone shouts from behind, interrupting your secret handshake. Startled, you quickly break away, turning around to see Maddy's mom at the door. "Dinners ready."

You exchange a sheepish glance with Maddy. "I should probably get going." You say to Maddy, glancing at her door, her mom now gone. Maddy nods understandingly, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Yeah, I guess we can finish practicing our handshake later," she says with a small smile.

You reluctantly leave, and you can't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the next time you see Maddy.

You lean against Rue's locker, watching the students pass by in the bustling hallway. Thoughts of Maddy replay in your mind making you smile to yourself. Maybe there's something more between you two than just friendship.

But your smile fades, remembering Nate Jacobs. We're they still together? How bad would it be if you did try to pursue Maddy?

Regardless of the bad thoughts running through your head, you can't deny the growing connection you feel towards her, leaving you torn between taking a chance or playing it safe.

You take out your airpod, glancing between Elliot and Rue. "Guys...am I attractive?" Elliot and Rue stop their conversation, exchanging puzzled looks. "Yes," Elliot simply says.

"I'd say so, yes," Rue adds, nodding her head.

Their affirmations boost your confidence, but a part of you still questions if their opinions are biased. Nevertheless, their words provide a small glimmer of hope that pursuing something with Maddy might not be as complicated as you initially thought.

"Let's say...there's this girl, right?" They both nod, and you continue. "And...she's like...giving... I want you, but I don't know if you want me vibes, you know?" Elliot raises an eyebrow while Rue stares at you, waiting for you to elaborate.

"Like! I know she likes likes me, but I don't know how to let her know I like like her." You pause for a moment, trying to find the right words to convey your dilemma. "It's like we're both playing this game and we're afraid to make the first move because we don't want to get rejected or ruin our friendship."

Rue shrugs. "Sounds like you both need a little push," she suggests. "Maybe stop being a little bitch and make a move?" You chuckle nervously at Rue's straightforward advice, appreciating her bluntness. "I guess you're right," you reply.

Elliot puts his hands on his hips. "But are you not curious as to who she's talking about?" Elliot asks Rue, raising an eyebrow.

"It's probably BB." You grimace, "That's not funny, Rue." Elliot tilts his head, confused. "BB? Like, the vape addict, BB?" Rue nods at Elliot, confirming his suspicions.

"You're gross..." He mutters, frowning at you. You make a blank face, "It's not BB, bro."

Elliot puts a hand over his heart. "Oh, thank god." "Who is it then?" Elliot asks, his curiosity piqued. You pause for a moment, debating whether or not to reveal the truth. "Uh..."

Just then, Maddy walks up to you, smiling slightly. "Hey, Y/N." You smile, giving the girl a small wave. "Hey, Rue and Elliot," Maddy adds, earning tight-lipped smiles and nods from the two.

Maddy then holds out her hand, and you're surprised she'd wanna do the handshake in front of Elliot and Rue. You quickly glance at them before reluctantly taking Maddy's hand and reciprocating the handshake, indeed ending it with a kiss.

While you release your grip, you notice a flicker of confusion in Elliot's eyes, but he remains silent. Rue, on the other hand, seems unfazed and continues to observe the interaction with a calm expression.

"Walk me to class?" Maddy asks. You hesitate for a moment, aware of the potential consequences of being seen together, but ultimately decide to go along with it. "Sure," you respond, offering her a small smile as the two of you start walking towards her class.

As expected, Nate Jacobs passed the two of you without acknowledging your presence. He keeps his gaze straight ahead, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. You turn around to see if he's still watching, but he's already disappeared into the crowd of students. You feel a sense of relief, grateful that he didn't make a scene or confront you about being with Maddy.

Elliot takes a hit of his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke into the air. Rue lets out a sigh. "I can't believe a community service event won against your and Maddy's spring dance."

You shrug. "I don't really care. I still got the A." Elliot nods. "So, do you and Maddy still talk? Or have you been talking during the break?"

You hum, "Yeah, we'll Facetime a bit and hang out every now and then." Elliot raises an eyebrow. "Interesting. Are you two just friends, or is there something more going on?"

"Just friends." You confirm. Rue cuts in, "Because you're a little bitchhhh..." You roll your eyes at Rue's comment. "Aren't you the one who nearly skipped town with Jules?"

"Yeah, well, that's different. Jules and I have a deeper connection," Rue retorts defensively. You shake your head, not wanting to get into an argument with Rue. "Whatever."

You glance at Elliot, hoping to change the subject. "So, Elliot, what about you? Are you seeing anyone special?" Elliot chuckles and shakes his head. "Nope, just enjoying the single life for now."

"I think he secretly wants to have a threesome with Jules and me." You and Elliot burst into laughter at Rue's comment, finding it amusing but also slightly uncomfortable. "I think you and Jules want me to want to have a threesome with you guys so you can feel good about yourselves."

Rue raises an eyebrow playfully. "Oh, is that what you think? You're totally wrong."

"What if we had a threesome?" Elliot suggests, jokingly. Rue laughs. "Yeah, and we just pegged Elliot the entire time." Elliot joins in on the laughter but quickly interjects, "Woah, woah! Why me?"

Rue smirks mischievously. "Well, you did bring up the idea, didn't you? It's only fair that you take the spotlight." Elliot's face turns slightly red as he stammers, "I-I was just kidding! I didn't actually mean it!"

You grimace, "Enough about pegging! I just got reminded of Silento."

"Silento? What does he have to do with this conversation?" Rue asks, raising an eyebrow.

Elliot mouths, "Bussy," and Rue frowns, fake gagging.

Your phone vibrates in your pocket, distracting you from the strange conversation. You quickly pull it out to see a message from Maddy, smiling at the message.

maddy - wyd

"Maddy just texted me, what am I doing?" Rue lets out a dramatic gasp. "She's a wyd warrior? Brace yourself, Y/N." You chuckle at Rue's dramatic reaction.

you - nm, u?

maddy - home alone and extremely bored

maddy - you wanna come over?

"Holy shit." Elliot is nearly breaking his neck to look at your phone screen. "Maddy wants you to come over? She def wants to fuck." You raise an eyebrow at Elliot's assumption and shake your head.

"No she doesn't." You look at Elliot who stares at you with a raised eyebrow. "She doesn't!"

Rue joins in, "Then she would've asked for Cassie. Not you." Elliot nods in agreement. "And she's home alone."

You consider their points for a moment, realizing that they may have a valid argument. Anyway, you still believe that Maddy's intention is simply to alleviate her boredom. "Well, maybe she just feels more comfortable hanging out with me," you suggest.

"Why are you plotting your own downfall?" Rue raises an eyebrow, questioning your reasoning. Elliot chimes in, "If Maddy wanted company, she could have invited anyone else. It seems weird that she specifically asked for you."

you - omw

You get up from the bed and say, "See you guys later."

Rue yells after you, "Don't be a little bitch!"

"Why are your parents out?" You ask Maddy, plopping down on her bed. Maddy shrugs and replies, "They went out for dinner. My dad finally found a job."

You raise an eyebrow at Maddy's response and ask, "So why did you specifically want me to come over tonight?" Maddy hesitates for a moment before saying, "I just thought it would be nice to have some company."

You sense there's something more to Maddy's invitation, but you decide not to push further. Instead, you lean back on her bed and let out a contented sigh. Maddy sits on her feet before lying down beside you.

"You smell like cigarettes." You glance at Maddy, slightly surprised by her comment. "Oh, sorry about that," you say, realizing that the faint smell of cigarettes must have clung to your clothes from earlier. "I was hanging out with some friends earlier, and they were smoking."

Maddy stares at your face, and you feel yourself becoming self-conscious under her gaze. "I am so jealous of your eyebrows," her thumb begins, tracing the shape of your brow.

"They're so perfectly arched," she continues, a small smile playing on her lips. You feel a blush creeping up your cheeks as you thank her for the compliment, appreciating her attention to detail.

Maddy's eyes leave your eyebrows and fall to your lips. You notice a flicker of curiosity in her gaze as she leans in slightly. You clench your jaw, frozen in place, you were nervous as fuck. Your heart pounds in your chest, unsure of what might happen next.

Maddy pauses for a moment, her eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. Sensing your unease, she leans back slightly, giving you space.

Shit...did you just blow it? You watch Maddy's reaction, you try to gather your thoughts and find the right words to salvage the moment. The silence hangs heavy in the air, and you swallow hard, feeling the weight of the missed opportunity.

"No fucking way," Elliot mumbles as you finish your sentence. He shakes his head in disbelief. "You fumbled badly."

You run a hand down your face, "I know." Elliot pats you on the back, "Have fun dealing with that one. I gotta get to class."

You narrow your eyes, "Since when did you start going to class?"

Elliot chuckles, "Since I realized that I might not be getting my diploma." You give him a playful shove, "Well, good luck with that. Maybe I'll see you at graduation."

Elliot raises an eyebrow, "Don't hold your breath." He turns and walks away, leaving you alone to ponder the consequences of your missed kiss with Maddy.

You lean against your locker, scrolling through your playlists before landing on the one you made for Maddy. Well, she didn't know you did because you hadn't shown her yet.

You press play, and the familiar melodies fill your ears, but suddenly your headphones get snatched from your ear. You lift your head to see one of the footballers, Tyler, smirking down at you. "Who the hell still wears wires?"

You roll your eyes, annoyed by Tyler's interruption, reaching out to grab them back. Tyler chuckles and shrugs, moving them before you can reach them. "You should upgrade to wireless, man. It's the future," he says with a teasing tone.

"You're so fucking annoying." You mumble, exasperated by Tyler's teasing. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" Tyler's smirk fades as he hears your response, his playful demeanor turning more serious.

He leans in closer, his voice lowering as he confronts you. "You better watch your mouth, or you'll regret it."

"This isn't some Disney show, dude. Can I just have my headphones back?" You ask, trying to diffuse the tension. Tyler's eyes narrow as he considers your request, his grip on your headphones tightening. "Maybe I'll give them back if you apologize," he proposes, a hint of superiority in his voice.

"Nah, man. I can always buy another pair." You say, attempting to walk away from the escalating situation. But before you can take a step, Tyler slams you back against the locker, throwing your headphones on the ground before stomping on them.

"Why? They're right there." He smirks, pointing at the broken headphones. He pats your shoulder before walking away, leaving you stunned and seething with anger. You stand there, anger boiling inside you.

He was a dickhead who obviously craved attention because he lacks it at home.

"What the hell happened to you?" You turn around to see Maddy approaching with a concerned look on her face. You take a deep breath, "Nothing, but I'm about to leave school."

Maddy's concern deepens as she notices the anger in your voice. "Are you sure you're okay? You hesitate for a moment, contemplating whether or not to confide in her about Tyler's actions. You nod, picking up your broken headphones.

"You wanna come with?" Maddy hesitates for a moment, unsure of how to respond. She finally nods and says, "Yeah, I'll come with you." You smile gratefully at her.

The sun has now set, and you're in your car in a secluded area. Maddy smiles, the last song on the playlist you made from her finishing. "Send me that now!"

You laugh, "I will, swear."

You feel a sense of relief knowing that Maddy enjoyed the playlist you made for her. You meet Maddy's gaze, and your heart swells with gratitude for her presence and the connection you share.

Rue's words echo in your mind, "Don't be a little bitch."

You take a deep breath, letting Rue's words motivate you to push through any fear or hesitation. You softly place a hand on Maddy's cheek, pulling her into a gentle kiss. Maddy sinks in the kiss, leaning forward to deepen the kiss.

The kiss deepens, and you can feel Maddy's nails lightly graze the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Without hesitating, you pull the Latina into your lap with slightly shaking hands.

You pull away in a desperate need for air, but Maddy takes this as a chance to attack your neck, nipping and sucking on your sensitive skin, while grinding in your lap.

You let out a low groan, grasping her hips tightly as you surrender to the energy between you. Maddy's lips trail to your neck, to your jaw, and then back in an intense kiss, her hands roaming over your body.

The kiss becomes messy, her tongue sliding against yours, making your head swim with lust. Your hands lift her skirt up, feeling the heat and smoothness of her thighs beneath your fingertips.

Maddy's breath hitches, pulling away from the kiss. You think you've done something wrong, but then you see the hunger in her eyes and the way her chest rises and falls rapidly. She leans in close, whispering in your ear, "I wanna ride you so bad."

Heat pools in your lower abdomen as you imagine Maddy straddling you, her body pressed against yours, moving in sync with your every touch. You bring Maddy into another kiss, she begins to grind on your hard-on, her movements becoming more urgent and desperate.

You lift Maddy up slightly, pulling down your pants with one hand while supporting her with the other. You reach back into her skirt, moving her underwear aside, before sliding into her wetness.

Maddy moans softly, her nails digging into your shoulder as she begins to move her hips in rhythm with your thrusts.

The eye contact is strong, fueling the intensity between you both. Maddy's gasps become louder, her body arching against yours in, "Mm..fuck! You feel so good, baby."

You let out a small groan, throwing your head back against your seat as the pleasure builds. Maddy's moans fill the confined space of the car, encouraging you to increase the pace, lost in the passionate moment.

Your hands grip her waist tighter, guiding her movements as the desire between you escalates. The car rocks with each thrust, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the enclosed space. The intensity reaches its peak, and with one final gasp, Maddy explodes into a state of euphoria, holding onto you tightly.

"Y/N!!" You hold onto her, her body trembling in your arms as she catches her breath. You gently stroke her hair, whispering words of comfort and affection as you both bask in the afterglow.

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leclercstarrs · 5 months

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best friends, cassie howard and maddy perez.

summary: in which things heat up when cassie and maddy approach you at a party.

warnings: switch!reader, threesome, face riding, oral!

notes: enjoy this draft while i work on new things! promise to post something good in a bit! p.s, this is not proof read, sorry babes!

Cassie Howard and Maddy Perez have been close for a long time now. They are used to sharing things, like lots of friends do. From clothes to beds when Maddy sleeps over at Cassie’s place to escape the yelling in her house, and now, you.

When the two girls heard from BB that you were throwing a party, they immediately told you that they’d be attending, and then went home to pick what to wear, even if the party wasn’t for another week.

Now, it’s the night of the party and they enter your house, getting stared at by guys from school as they move through the crowd of drunk teenagers. It’s impossible not to notice the blonde and brunette duo, their matching outfits showing off their bodies. Cassie is, of course, wearing the pink set, while Maddy has on the same set in black.

“Do you see her?” Cassie attempts to ask her friend, her voice going unheard considering the loud music. She stops walking in the middle of the living room, Maddy following her lead.

“Hey, have you seen the host?” Maddy asks a random boy beside her.

“(Y/N)?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Yeah.” Cassie nods. The boy points towards the kitchen and Cassie quickly grabs her friend’s hand, leading her towards the kitchen. “There.” The blonde grins.

“Damn.” Maddy mumbles, watching as you’re lying down on the kitchen island as Jules does body shots on your stomach, a group of people cheering her on. “I’d kill to be Jules right now.” Maddy jokes, earning a laugh from her friend.

“Jules, come on, you’ve had enough.” You prop yourself up and off the counter, taking the bottle of liquor out of her hand before she pours another drink. Jules has been doing this for a while now, to the point that her best friend, Rue, gave up and walked away. “Jules, go find Rue and get a glass of water.” You sigh as the girl tries to take the bottle back.

“God, the two of you are so boring.” She huffs, however, still following your advice and walking out of the kitchen, the crowd slowly exiting as well.

Getting off the counter and tugging at your dress, you pull the tight fabric down your legs a little. You then place the bottle on the counter after taking a quick swig.

“Hey.” Maddy and Cassie smile in unison when they approach you.

You try to hold yourself back from gasping at the girls, looking them up and down. “I see the two of you went for the matching look.” You laugh.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Maddy rolls her eyes, clicking her tongue.

“Oh, it definitely was. You both look hot.” You grab two red solo cups from the counter, then taking the same bottle from earlier and pouring the two girls drinks.

“Thank you.” They take the cups and are quick to down them.

“Hey, you wanna get out of here?” Cassie suggests, turning to look at Maddy, then back at you.

You bite your lip as the two girls stare at you in anticipation, copying your move from earlier and checking you out, admiring how your dress fits on you. “Let’s go, this party could use some fun.” You cave.

“For sure.” Maddy and Cassie are quick to lead you upstairs and towards your bedroom.

“Cute room.” Cassie sits down on the bed next to you and Maddy, looking around the room.

You start feeling increasingly anxious, unsure of what to do and say. However, you push through it and try to remain calm. “Thanks.” You smile.

“(Y/N), don’t be shy. Take off my shirt.” Cassie says, her soft voice encouraging you to comply. Your lips part as you carefully remove the thin pink fabric off of her body, revealing her breasts.

“You’re so beautiful.” You hum, leaning towards her and pressing gentle kisses on her neck, before stopping when Maddy interrupts.

“Awh, what about me?” The girl on the other side of your bed whines, her lips forming into a fake pout. Unlike Cassie, Maddy proves to be more dominant with her actions, grabbing your hands and guiding you to pull off her black top. She tosses her shirt on the floor, Cassie then doing the same. “Here.” Maddy quietly says, once again taking your hands and placing them on her breasts. Her nipples are hard, Maddy’s entire body begging for you to touch her. You carefully massage them, eager but quiet moans escaping from the girl.

Cassie then moves closer to you from behind, stopping you from continuing on with Maddy as the two girls work on taking your dress off, leaving you in nothing but your small thong.

Maddy gently moves you hair out of your face, “Lie down, baby.” She instructs you.

You do as she says, lying back on the bed, unsure of what the girls have planned. Cassie climbs towards you, leaning down and kissing you, before positioning yourself so her cunt is hovering about your mouth. Now, you understand what she wants. “Say please.” You change your tone, feeling more confident in yourself.

The blonde whines, “Please.”

“Good girl.” Maddy chimes in. She’s now starting to work on pleasuring you, kissing up your thighs, until she reaches your cunt. You can feel her breath, it’s as if she’s waiting for you to make the first move, so you do.

Cassie fully places her cunt on your mouth as you slowly lick one stripe up her folds. “Fuckkkk…” She moans, desperate for more and starting to grind against your tongue.

“Keep going.” Maddy tells you as she starts to do the same to you, instead thrusting her tongue into you, earning muffled moans from you as you move your tongue around Cassie’s folds, coaxing out juices as you make your way to her clit. More moans abrupt from you and Cassie. Maddy is teasing you, her tongue flicking slowly on your own clit, your legs slightly shaky. Your hands make their way up Cassie’s waist, sitting there for a moment and guiding her hips with the movement of your tongue on the swollen nub. Cassie has different plans, however, her mouth dropping in pleasure as she drags her hands to her tits, getting you to massage at her nipples, adding to the wave of pleasure going through her.

“Shit, (Y/N).” Cassie gasps, her eyes rolling back.

“Doing so good for Cass, hm?” Maddy muffles as she eats your pussy.

Like the two of you are in sync, you and Maddy thrust your tongues deeper, Cassie going silent, unable to even make a sound as she desperately cums on your face. Moments later, you do the same as Cassie, Maddy sending you over the edge. Your juices flow out of your cunt, Maddy pulling away and licking her lips. “You taste so good.” She smirks.

Cassie gets off of you, her chest rapidly moving up and down as she relaxes after her orgasm. “You’re so fucking good at that.” She praises you.

Meanwhile, Maddy slides your panties back onto you, then moving towards your face. “Mm, Let me clean you up.” She gently grabs your face with her hands and kisses you, the two of you exchanging Cassie’s juices. Next to the two of you on the bed, Cassie grins.

“We should seriously do this again.” Cassie catches your attention and you and Maddy stop kissing.

“Obviously.” Maddy laughs.

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jazzsonly · 8 months

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ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏꜰꜰ

pairing(s): maddy perez x fem!reader (no pronouns used.)

warning(s): angst? arguing? none technically. old fic meaning old ass writing.

summary: you can't understand why Maddy won't save your failing relationship

part two. (coming soon!)

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you were laid against fezco's couch while you, him, and rue shared a blunt. tv on, with a random movie blaring from it. you don't know, you weren't really paying attention. maddy was clouding your mind as she usually did.

you had your sixth argument alone this week. you were tired—you couldn't understand. everything was fine. you were fine—more than fine, you were happy. so was maddy or at least you thought because all she seemed to do was start an argument lately. the weirdest part: she'd get even more mad when you tried to deescalate the situation and understand her.

"i think jules is cheating on me." rue announced, blowing smoke from her nose.

"oh word?" fezco let out while I was hummed in response.

was that it? was maddy cheating on you? no. you held her too high to think of her doing that.

"she’a been hanging with elliot a lottt." rue dragged her words.

"maybe you should ask her..." you trail off.

“you know, communicate.”

"yea’ that's word. communication is key." you both turn to fezco.

"when have you been in a relationship?" rue asked the question you were both thinking.

"don’t worry about me—I know a little some." you snort, you loved fez. you knew if you needed anything he had you.

"yo, there's this weird ass old guy out back." everyone looked at ashtray who held a shotgun in his hands.

"fuck, man."

fez stood and turned to both of you, "y'all should head out."

you didn't ask any questions, standing up you made your way to the door. rue behind you as well, grumbling about how she was comfortable.

"you need a ride?" you asked the Bennett.

"nah I got a bike."

✬

maddy's house was on the way to yours so you figured why not stop by. you weren't in the mood to argue so you thought maybe you could get her relaxed and watch a movie.

you knocked on the door a totaled or three times before her mom open it,

"y/n?" she seemed oddly surprised to see you.

"hey mrs.perez, is maddy here?"

"yeah, she's in her room." she pointed to the familiar stairs, stepping aside to let you.

you followed the route upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door twice before peaking your head in. maddy on her bed, phone to her ear. her eyes met you face and she rolled her eyes before telling whoever (assumed Cassie) on the phone she'd call them later.

"hey—I was on my way home and wanted to stop by, hope you don't min—

"come here." you followed, closing the door behind you. surprisingly, she pulled you into a hug, after placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"listen, I don't wanna argu—

"were you smoking?" she questioned, sniffing your shirt that had a light scent of weed.

"yeah, just a little." you mutter already having an idea where this was going.

"you've been doing it a lot—and you've been hanging with rue."

"i’m not on that shit, maddy. just some weed and light drinking. just to relax." you huff at her accusation.

"drinking too? what? you gonna end of like my dad AND rue?" here you go.

"maddy—"

"you’re so fucking selfish." here come the insults.

“i do it because of you!" you blurt of out, voice rising.

"me? no you do because you're fucking self and only think about yourself. god—i should've known when i found you were friends with rue and fez."

you perk up, pointing your finger. “they're good people. don’t you fucking look down on them."

you weren't normally defensive but you weren't gonna let her shit talk your people.

"look, maddy, i didn't come here for this shit. so call me when you get your head on right, bro." you stood, trying to exit of the door you came in but maddy’s hand caught your wrist.

"stay."

"i just—

"we can watch a movie." she gave you doe eyes and you contemplated for a second.

if you stay you know you'd probably argue again but there's also a chance you can be civil. but that was a 75 to 35 ratio

"please, baby."

you sigh, sitting back down.

━━━ 👩🏽‍💻

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runawayolives · 4 months

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So for baby daddy Nate, does reader go to school visibly pregnant? Or once she starts showing she does virtual school?

Thank you for the ask, anon!

So this is not that, but something I had in mind kind of in the same topic.

This belongs to the series Baby Daddy

Maddy took a deep breath while laying down in her backyard, running her hand over her face.

"How is college application going?"

"Nonexistent."

She turned around to face her slightly pregnant friend. "What do you mean nonexistent?"

She shrugged, replying with a dry tone. "It means I'm 17 and pregnant, and I don't want to be a college student and a mother at the same time."

"So? Your parents offered all the help to raise it, you can go to college and during the weekends be with it." Maddy tried to hide the distaste she felt towards the small thing currently existing in her friends abdomen, seeing it as the biggest impediment in both their lives.

"It isn't an it anymore it's a she."

"I don't give a fuck what it is, what I care about is that you're not going to college because of it." She turned her head around to face her friend, practically seeing smoke coming out of her ears and nose.

"Mads, she isn't the guilty one, you said it, my parents offered to raise her."

"Then why are you not going?"

"I don't want someone else raising my child, I don't want her to see her childhood as a period where I was too preoccupied studying to be her mother." This time she really looked at Maddy. She looked at her as if gazing into her eyes would connect with her soul. She wasn't just looking at her, she was trying to explain in a too deeply way her reasons that had already become a stable decision.

"She won't remember."

"She will know eventually."

"If you don't go now, you will never go."

"Lorelei Gilmore did it."

"Fuck her." Y/N broke off eye contact to laugh. She liked Maddy because her abrasiveness did just that, in high tension moments, it acted as a terminator, making it all disappear ear. "Don't laugh, I didn't say that for you to laugh."

"Why are you so mad about this, Mads?" Her friend scoffed, looking away, as if the racional answer was somehow in the clouds or the sky.

"What about me?" Y/N was too confused by the question to read her friends body language.

"I mean, you're like the number one not fan of the baby, but I guess you can be the godmother. Or you could learn how to cook and we could start an inn and raise a bratty and train-wreck kid." Maddy stood up, still not turning around to face her friend.

"What about me, Y/N?"

"Mads, I don't understand what you're asking." She finally turned around, facing her friend. Y/N could now see her face, red and with a few angry tears falling down her cheeks.

"What about me, Y/N? If you don't make it out, what does that mean about me? If this has happened to you, there's no hope for me."

"Maddy..."

"No, don't sugar coat it. I was rooting for you, I was. My mother was proud of me whenever she saw us together, she could see me actually doing something with my life. And now you're here, giving up, ruining your life for a baby you haven't planned and stuck to a guy that is set on ruining your life. If that's what you get, I don't want to know what's waiting for me." She took a deep breath and kneeled down beside her friend. "You've given up on yourself, but I won't. I won't because I refuse to believe this is all there's going to be to your life."

Y/N leaned forward to hug her friend, squishing her as if that would make all her worries evaporate. "I have not given up on you, Maddy Perez, and I'll never will."

They both stood there, for as long as they needed, crying and sometimes laughing, trying to find humor in their seemingly dooming predicament.

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bumblesimagines · 9 months

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"I see you've found a new source of entertainment. Trying to replace me?"

- Maddy Perez

"I see you've found a new source of entertainment. Trying to replace me?"

pronoun: they/them, gender neutral

The party raged on, filling the house with drunk teenagers who grinded on each other in the middle of the livingroom. You caught sight of the poor host scrambling to get someone off the pool table and chuckled into your red solo cup, turning your attention back onto the pretty bleached blonde beside you. She sported a varsity jacket belonging to East Highland's rival school, not that you gave much of a damn.

All you wanted was a drink, a good lay, and a ride home. But before you could continue your conversation with her, a sweet voice laced with venom intervened.

"I see you've found a new source of entertainment." Maddy appeared at your side, shooting the girl an icy glare that sent her skittering in the other direction. With a satisfied smirk, she took the girl's place. "Trying to replace me?"

"Madeleine." You greeted through gritted teeth, setting the cup down and looking over the short cheerleader. She grinned and cocked her head, her hoop earrings swinging around with her movements. "You know I only have eyes for you, pumpkin."

"Mhm, yeah, sure you do." Maddy's grin briefly shifted into a genuine smile before she caught herself. It'd always been a cat and mouse game between you and Maddy. Despite what she said, she often did the chasing, even throughout her relationship with Nate Jacobs. It'd started early on in freshman year when she realized you neither feared nor wanted her for yourself.

"Awe, come on, pumpkin." You cooed and reached out, twirling a strand of her raven hair around your finger.

"You only have eyes for me but you were flirting with that hot mess." Maddy spared a glance over her shoulder, keen eyes searching for the girl. But it seemed she'd had the common sense to get far from you and Maddy.

You clicked your tongue and grinned. "Do my ears deceive me or is the Madeleine Perez actually jealous?"

"Oh, please." Maddy rolled her eyes and scoffed, but her cheeks undeniably burned hot. You smirked and hummed quietly, dropping your hand.

"Since you're not jealous, I guess that means you wouldn't mind if I went over to Jules right now-"

"I do mind because we're going dancing right now." Maddy huffed and took your wrist into her hand, pulling you toward the dancefloor and ignoring your amused laughter.

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teaaagan · 1 year

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Claustrophobic

Maddy: Can you not stand so close? Youre making me claustrophobic.

Cassie: What does "Claustrophobic" mean?

Y/N: It means She is afraid of santa claus!

Maddy: No, it doesn't

Cassie: Ho! Ho! Ho!

Y/N: Stop it, Cass, your scaring her!

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gorgeys · 8 months

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imagine….

gently holding maddy’s hands while applying a topcoat of nail polish on her fingernails. you treat her so delicately, the brush barely grazing her nails and your fingers cautiously holding hers, afraid of pressing too hard.

your eyes are trained on the slight movements of the brush, your eyebrows knitted in concentration, and your lips pursed ever so slightly. you’re afraid of messing up. you always are, but especially on her. luckily the soft, familiar music playing in the background and the silkiness of your sheets beneath your knees is comforting against the sensation of her in front of you.

she’s just as focused on you, her brown eyes unable to retreat from your face. she’s come to love the way you focus on your craft, the way you focus on her. she’s learned every little quirk of your lips and twitch of your nose from the times you’ve worked on her, committing them all to memory.

she feels awkward and obsessive about the way she thinks about you but she can’t help herself. she loves the way you care, the way warmth radiates off of you whenever you’re touching her, the way you look up at her every so often to check on her. its a sort of calm that she hasn’t felt before.

you had only begun giving her manicures a couple months ago when one of her friends recommended you for a cheap set. you had learned how to do nails from youtube tutorials and it had become your talent, but never in a million years did you think you’d be good enough for the most perfect girl in school.

but you were sat across her on your bed every couple weeks painting intricate patterns on her acrylics. you talked frequently during your sessions but seldom outside the confines of your room. nevertheless, conversation flowed smoothly. she always made you nervous but she was surprisingly easy to talk to. you were like the oasis from her usual, dramatic world.

but then there were moments of silence. there were moments where the only thing you could feel was the soft skin of her hands and the beating of your own heart. and moments when she felt her chest tighten as you made the simplest eye contact.

as much as she wanted to deny it, she knew she felt things for you, even in the short time you had spent together. she knew when she got home each time after leaving your house and was already craving to be with you again. sometimes she tried to ruin her nails just so she had an excuse to see you again. she knew when she laid in bed at night after a bad day and the one thing that made it a bit better was the thought of your sweet smile.

and she must have known you felt things for her. the way your eyes gleamed when she complimented you was almost embarrassing. a single word from her would make your entire day. and every single time you went the extra mile to add painstakingly complex details to her nails and give her a discounted price. though she always paid you more than what you asked of her.

when you were done, you looked up at her with a smile, pushing the brush back into the nail polish jar. you didn’t let go of her hand and she didn’t pull away. the corners of her lips curled upward, her heart melting when she recognized the pride in your eyes and your smile. she slightly squeezed your hand, a silent thanks and praise.

your gaze flickered to your hands and then back to her face, your heart beating faster when you realized just how close you were. you waited patiently, hoping that the adoring look in your eyes would coax her into making the first move. luckily you wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

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suzar · 7 months

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Trick or treat - 🎃

Maddy perez x f!reader

Sorry I havent been active, i have been really going through it!

Note: maddy perez x female reader, wlw, halloween

The autumn breeze was making you cold already, but the one thing keeping you warm was your girlfriend's hand in yours. It was probably tacky and silly, but you two decided to dress up in the most basic way. Of course, Maddy made sure it wasn't tacky, and after all, you were the angel to her devil. The white fabric hugged you as you two walked, making you smile at the thought of your matching costumes. She looked like the most beautiful devil you have ever seen.

”Hey, what are you smiling about?” questioned the girl beside you, letting a giggle slip out of her mouth.

“Nothing..." You answer, almost teasing her. You knew that keeping things from her was almost impossible; she'd make sure of it. Seeing the party you two were attending made you pick up the pace, dragging your girlfriend with you. As you laugh, she yells.

”Come on, my love, tell me!"

As you two stop under the patio of a white house that was decorated with fake blood, skeletons, and zombies, you look at her.

You smile once again, getting close to her. She places her hands on your waist carefully, pulling you against her.

You almost whisper, looking into her loving eyes.

"I'm glad to be with you."

She smiles; she looks so calm and happy, yet she looks like she's totally in love.

“And I'm glad to be with you, my angel,” she says, pulling you closer and stealing a kiss from your lips.

You were about to talk, but she continued:

“You are going to be my treat tonight.”

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likedovesinthewindd · 7 months

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james joint — m. perez

getting ready for a party with your girlfriend. (fem!reader)

𖡼 pictures/gif from pintrest; all credit to original creators.

the room was fairly quiet apart from the music playing softly from your phone, slightly muffled by the pillow it had slid under. you huffed, crinkling your nose and trying not to squirm as the eyeliner was softly dragged over your eyelid. maddy was practically sitting in your lap as she helped you with the last bit of your make-up before the two of you were off to a house party.

her soft hand held your cheek as she quietly went to work with the other. her presence – whether she intended to or not – always managed to catch everyone's attention, and you understood why. she was a very enticing person, and you couldn't help but noticed every part of her that made her so enticing, like you were now as she sat in your lap. her presences engulfed you; you could smell the vanilla from the perfume she religiously doused herself in. you could hear her soft breathing, a faint huff of air felt on your cheek whenever she was close enough, along with the minty scent of the gum she was chewing. her plump lips pouted as she focused on not making a mistake, the sticky gloss shimmering underneath the soft light of her bedroom.

she was such a beautiful girl, and you sometimes felt like pinching yourself whenever she held your hand or kissed you or hugged you, just to make sure you weren't dreaming.

the thought of pinching made your hands flex unconsciously as they rested on the top of her thighs, the tips of them brushing against the velvety material of her dress. you looked down at the pretty design on your nails; the ones maddy herself had done for you. the glossy finish shined every time you moved your hands at the right angle.

the warmth of maddy's hand felt like it was burning into your skin, branding you as hers in the most beautiful way. not that either of you needed that to know that you were hers.

she pulled away a bit to assess her work, a satisfied smile on her face before she was getting off of your lap and directing you to her vanity mirror. she had outdone herself, as she always did. "thanks, mads," you said, smiling at her through the reflection of the mirror as you watched her slip her feet into her heels. she returned the gesture, the action making the apples of her cheeks move higher up her face.

"you ready?" she asked when you got the last of your things. you gave her a nod as you slipped the heel of your foot into the strap of your heel, raising to your full height with a huff. "y'look so hot," she said with a smitten smile. "thanks to you," you said with a small smile. she shook her head with a small sound that sounded like a disagreement, before taking your hand in hers and leading the both of you out the door.

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rainforest-daisies · 7 months

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Day 26|Lingerie

Character: Maddy Perez x afab!reader

Tags: lingerie, insecurity, kinda hurt-comfort, praise, Maddy being a great girlfriend

A/n: guys me and Maddy are actually sapphic lovers, you GOTTA believe me🙏

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The bright red cloth laid against your soft skin, hands trembling with nervousness as maddy waited outside the bathroom. Your eyes scanned over every flaw in the mirror, picking at the lace of the panties, breath beginning to get ragged.

The sound of her voice made you jump, a gentle knock accompanying the soft words, “need any help, babe?” A lack of an answer prompted her to cautiously open the door, taking in the sight of your exposed body strapped in lace and frill. Her speechless features were quickly changed to worried ones as she saw the tears welling in your eyes, it broke her heart.

She quickly shuffled herself through the doorway, closing the heavy door behind herself, excited to get a closer look at your figure.

You saw flaws, dozens of them.

She saw a living goddess standing in her sight of view.

The silk nightgown that hugged her body brushed against your exposed skin as her arms wrapped around you, soft fabric causing goosebumps to form. A sweet smile graced her lips, the hand that rested on your jaw had began moving downwards. “I wish you saw your body the way I do.” her fingers made contact with your clit, drawing figure 8’s around it without any warning.

“And, I love looking at you when you moan out like this.” Her fingers sped up against your bud, intently watching each face of pleasure you made, “I love all of your curves, even the ones you don’t like.” Her finger trailed up the back of the garter strap, holding your body balanced by the back of your thigh, only a few feet from the cold counter.

“Especially the ones you don’t like.”

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jjsmaybank20 · 9 months

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Heyy could I please request a Maddy Perez x fem!reader and they are both dating, but the reader is really shy but like also the sweetest person ever and would never hurt a fly, but she also hates like drama or other people fighting/yelling, so the reader gets a but uncomfortable at the intervention when everyone is yelling and fighting. So like the reader and Maddy are both comforting each other, it would be like hurt/comfort with fluff at the end. If you don’t want to do it then no pressure at all 😭😭 (btw I’m 18+)

Intervention

Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Summary: You were the calm to Maddy's storm, the only person who could talk her down after finding out about Cassie and Nate.

Warnings: Lots of language, intervention shit, mentions of Nate (🤮)

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Look at me go, y'all! I cranked this out, and it's not half bad. Took me over a month, though. Sorry about that.

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You and Maddy were complete opposites, which is why you worked so well together as a couple. She was bold and outgoing, while you were more reserved and shy. To give you some credit, you could most definitely fight for yourself if needed, but Maddy tended to fight for you first. The two of you had only been together for a few weeks, but you knew that you would last a long time.

You hated confrontation, and you avoided it as much as possible, but you would do anything to help your friends. This was how you ended up in the Howard household, preparing to stage an intervention for Rue Bennett.

You nervously watch as the girl of the hour comes around the bend, before groaning when she catches sight of the group standing at the bottom of the stairs. She sits down, practically collapsing, and bangs her head on the wall behind her while muttering, “Oh, fuck.”

Maddy slips her hand into yours, knowing that this could get messy really fast. As if it wasn’t already. You squeeze her hand gratefully, using the physical contact as a grounding method. You watch as Rue’s mom begins to talk to her daughter.

“This can’t make you feel good, Rue. Living like this, lying to the people you love, being mean to the people you love,” At this, you glance over at Lexi, trying to shoot her comforting look. “This can’t make you feel good about yourself.”

Rue sighs, dragging her hands down her face. “I don’t care, just fucking leave me alone please.” She sounds on the verge of tears, and her mother takes a step towards the staircase. “I know you’re in pain.”

Rue begins to get angry, quietly exclaiming, “You have no fucking idea, mom.” Her mom continues to talk to her calmly, trying to convince her to go to the hospital. Cassie walks forward slightly, in front of the area where you were standing with Maddy, Kat, and Lexi.

“I can’t get clean, I can’t do that shit forever.” You can hear the pain in Rue’s voice, and it makes your heart ache for your friend. Cassie takes another step forward, and you realize that she’s about to throw a wrench in this whole operation.

She swings her arms before over encouragingly saying, “You don’t have to. Just, take it one day at a time.” You wince slightly, knowing that she basically opened herself up for anything Rue wants to attack her with.

When Cassie glances around, you see Maddy gesture to her that it was a little too much, letting you know that the two of you were on the same page.

“Hey, Cass?” You wince when you hear Rue’s voice again, knowing that whatever comes next isn’t going to be pretty. Cassie responds innocently, and Rue follows up with, “I have a quick question for you.”

Cassie seems confused, responding, “What?” Rue sighs before answering, “How long have you been fucking Nate Jacobs?” You inhale sharply, not expecting that to come from the brunette girl. You feel Maddy tense up beside you, which sets you even more on edge.

Cassie is silent for a moment, before she starts nervously laughing. “Wh-What are you talking about?” Rue doesn’t hesitate before asking her question again, and this is when you know that all hell is about to break loose.

Cassie begins to stutter out denials, but Maddy ignores her in favor of questioning Rue. “What are you talking about?” Rue begins to play the innocent victim, turning all attention away from the actual intervention.

“Oh, I just- I saw her get in his truck and then kiss him and drive off, that was like, what, like uh… like a month ago?” You let out a slow exhale, realizing that was before you and Maddy had gotten together. So… Nate had cheated on Maddy with Cassie, Maddy’s best friend. Holy shit.

Maddy gives Cassie a dangerous look before dropping your hand and exclaiming, “Are you kidding me?” Cassie can’t even defend herself anymore as she just lets out whimpers and tries to hold back her tears. From behind you, Kat states, “Cass, that’s like, really bad.”

“You’re fucking Nate. Are you kidding me?!” You want to try to calm Maddy down, but she has a right to be angry. You know that she’s over Nate, but her best friend slept with her ex-boyfriend while they were still together. She trusted Cassie, and she fucked her over.

Cassie continues to try to stutter out denials, but Maddy exclaims, “You’re lying!” Ms. Howard tries to break up the argument by focusing back on the actual reason why everyone was here, but Maddy refuses. You take a step back as she explodes.

“No. No! You expect me to stand here next to my best friend who's been lying to me about fucking my ex-boyfriend? I’m literally going to get violent!” Ms. Howard tries to stop her again, but when Maddy sees that Cassie is crying, she storms forward.

Kat tries to grab her, but when she misses, she whisper-yells, “Y/N! Fucking do something! You’re the only person she’ll listen to.” You nod and sigh, getting ready to step into the fray where you were the most uncomfortable.

“You’re the one who’s hurt? You’re the most self-centered, idiotic person I have ever fucking met. You fuck my ex? And you’re fucking crying? Are you fucking kidding me?” You step up to her and place your hand on her arm. She goes to shrug you off, but when she realizes it’s you, she leans into your body.

You hold her, moving away from Cassie as Ms. Bennett yells at the rest of you. As she yells, you whisper to Maddy, “I’ve got you, baby. She’s not fucking worth it. Please, we came here for Rue. You can finish this later. Please.” She nods into your chest and you kiss her head. As you lead her to the door, you shoot everyone apologetic looks.

When you catch Cassie's gaze, you give her the most murderous look you can muster. Right before you walk out the door, you mouth, “You’re fucking dead.”

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You drive Maddy to your house before guiding her up the stairs and into your room. She seems less mad and more shellshocked now, but you know at any moment she would break and the tears would come running.

You quickly grab some ice cream from your mini fridge and grab one of your hoodies for Maddy. As soon as you sit down next to her on your bed, she falls into you and begins sobbing. You let her cry as you lay the two of you back and stroke her hair.

She cries for a long time before she quietly asks, “How could she do this? She was my best friend.” You take note of the was, and instead of answering, you just pull the latina woman closer. The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a little while before she speaks up again.

“Thank you for talking me out of fighting her there. Not saying I won’t fight her somewhere else, but that wasn’t the time, or the place.” You let out a soft snort at her confession, quietly answering, “Of course. I needed to get out of there, anyway. Was starting to feel claustrophobic.”

Maddy snuggles even deeper into your bed, tired out from everything that went down. As she drifts off to sleep, you hear her mumble, “I love you, Y/N.” You smile gently down at the girl snuggled into you, turning off your light.

You press a kiss to her head and quietly answer, “I love you, too.”

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poisonlove · 8 months

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I hate you! | j.o

"Damn motherfucker! I missed you so much," Maddy exclaimed with enthusiasm as she approached. My face lit up with a smile when I saw her approaching, radiating her usual splendor.

Maddy was wearing a tight red crop top with a deep neckline. Under the crop top, she had on a short high-waisted skirt made of shimmering fabric. For footwear, she opted for knee-high boots that accentuated her legs. To complete the look, Maddy was adorned with plenty of jewelry, including dangling earrings, bracelets, and rings. Her makeup was elaborate, featuring sparkling eyeshadow, bold lips, and impeccable nails.

"Hey, Mad," I replied, raising my hand in greeting. However, the Latina girl looked at me with a raised eyebrow, sporting an infectious smile. "With a hand? Come here," Maddy said, opening her arms and wrapping them around my neck, hugging me tightly.

Summer vacation had come to an end, and the excitement of beach days, summer adventures, and golden sunsets was quickly fading. It was time to bid farewell to that carefree atmosphere. Unfortunately, Los Angeles High School had already opened its doors for a new school year. Nostalgia for the long sunny days and evenings spent with friends lingered as I prepared to face a new chapter within the school's austere walls.

"What's new with you?" Maddy asked with a mischievous smile, raising her eyebrows playfully. "Any new conquests? Made any new acquaintances?" She added, revealing her curiosity.

My cheeks quickly turned red. "Maddy!" I whispered, trying to hide my embarrassment. "It's been okay, nothing special..." I replied with a slightly high-pitched voice.

Maddy tilted her head with a knowing smile.

"And you?" I asked curiously.

"Actually, you've changed," Maddy said, observing me closely. "So there's something new about you, you're much sexy." Her words were a sincere compliment as she leaned against my locker. "Summer vacation went well; I went to Greece," she added with a radiant smile.

"Fantastic," I replied absentmindedly. "Well, see you later, bitch... I need to go see Cassie," Maddy said as she approached and planted a kiss on my cheek, bidding me a sweet farewell.

"Bitch..." someone whispered behind me with a mischievous tone, making me turn around.

I barely held back the curse that burned on my lips when I saw Jenna Ortega, the most annoying and unpleasant girl in the whole school. I couldn't understand why she seemed to harbor such deep hatred for me, but her arrogant and egocentric attitude made my blood boil. She was an irritating, odious presence, and just seeing her made me clenched my fists in anger.

"What do you want, Ortega?" I asked with evident irritation, squinting at Jenna.

"Nothing, you're just in my way," she muttered with false innocence that only fueled my anger.

Jenna was dressed in an oversized black hoodie, her hair falling messily onto her shoulders, and she wore a denim skirt that barely reached above the knee. Her style screamed rebellion and attitude, just like her annoying personality.

I reluctantly moved aside, wishing Jenna would trip and fall flat on her face. I inwardly smiled at the thought alone.

"Why are you smiling? You're really weird," Jenna commented absentmindedly as she opened her locker, which was just two lockers away from mine.

Why did she have to be so close to me? I wondered in frustration.

"I was just thinking of something amusing, not your business," I replied with a fake smile. "You're really weird," Jenna said, raising her eyebrows in confusion. "See you in class, loser" she concluded, slamming her locker shut with a dull thud as she walked away.

"I'll show you who's a loser," I muttered under my breath, ready to follow her. But a voice stopped me.

"Leave her be, Y/N, she's just an idiot," someone whispered by my side.

My anger began to dissipate, and I smiled when I saw my friend Rue. The curly-haired girl wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Sorry I'm late," she said, yawning slightly. "I overslept," she confessed, and I gave her a teasing look.

"Yeah, I can imagine why," I commented mischievously, making Rue blush. "What? No... what do you mean?" she stammered in embarrassment.

"Ey girls!" someone else chimed in with a small laugh. It was Kat, who joined us with a radiant smile. "Hey, Kat," I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. "Hey, Y/N... Rue," Kat said, giving us both an infectious smile.

"Rue," she said with a mischievous smile, "I hope your vacations were as hot as they seem in my wildest dreams."

Rue blushed even more, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Kat!" she exclaimed with a tone somewhere between embarrassment and amusement.

I couldn't help but smile and burst into laughter. "Kat, I can't tell who's more perverted between you and Mad," I commented amidst the laughter.

After Kat's embarrassing remark, the three of us headed to our first class of the day. It seemed like life at Los Angeles High School was settling back into its routine.

Rue and I had history, while Kat, with a sad smile, said she had math, rolling her eyes in annoyance. It was clear that she didn't particularly care for that subject. With a promise to meet up after class, we parted ways and headed to our respective classrooms, ready to face a new day of academic challenges and unexpected encounters.

(...)

The history class turned out to be one of the most boring ones in my life. The teacher spoke in a monotone voice, the textbook felt like it weighed a ton, and the material being covered was anything but interesting. To try and survive the agony, I started doodling in my notebook, hoping time would pass faster.

Rue, on the other hand, seemed to have a different approach to boredom. She had literally sprawled herself across her desk, her calm and steady breathing indicating that she had decided to take a little nap. I couldn't blame her; in those circumstances, it seemed like the most sensible thing to do.

"Hey, loser... can you move? I can't see the blackboard." A terribly annoying voice whispered behind me.

I turned to look at Jenna with a raised eyebrow, barely holding back my growing anger. "You're not even taking notes," I muttered wearily.

Jenna rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Just do it," she murmured, a smile plastered on her lips.

I needed some supernatural strength to endure Jenna at that moment.

I turned back to my desk and resumed doodling in my notebook, trying to ignore her.

"What are you doing?" Jenna whispered just inches from my ear.

A shiver ran down my spine. "Doodling," I replied in a monotone tone.

I heard Jenna lean back into her chair again, distancing herself from me. But the silence didn't last long.

"Anyway, they suck," she chuckled, taunting me. I bit my lower lip to avoid responding.

A crumpled piece of paper landed on my head.

"Cut it out," I muttered distractedly, trying to focus on my drawings.

Another piece of paper fell onto my head, hitting me harder. Closing my eyes, I tried to hold my breath.

"Can you stop?" I whispered through gritted teeth, hoping not to attract the teacher's attention.

Jenna seemed not to listen, continuing to bother me. Another piece of paper ended up on me, and I lost my patience.

I stood up abruptly from my chair, causing it to crash to the floor with a thud. In a lightning-fast motion, I turned and grabbed Jenna by the collar of her hoodie. "What the hell do you want? Why don't you leave me alone?" I hissed through clenched teeth, my face contorted with irritation.

The distance between our faces was minimal, our breaths mingling in the tense air. Jenna smiled, showing her dimple. "Fuck you," she simply replied, looking at me with challenging eyes.

My grip on her hoodie tightened, the distance between our faces decreasing even more. "L/N! ORTEGA!" The teacher's voice echoed in the classroom, drawing everyone's attention to us. My eyes shifted to the teacher, who was looking at us angrily.

The whole class had their eyes on us, watching our quarrel with curiosity and surprise. I released my hold on Jenna's hoodie, pushing her away from me.

"Both of you, immediately out of my class and go to the principal's office," the teacher ordered, pointing to the door.

"This is your fault," I whispered irritably as we made our way to the exit.

"Actually, it's yours," Jenna stuck her tongue out in response.

"Move it," the teacher urged us again, this time with a stern tone.

With clenched teeth, I walked out of the classroom, headed to the principal's office along with the obnoxious Ortega.

She's so insufferable.

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x you #i hate it here #maddy perez #rue #euphoria #cassie howard #maddy perez imagine #barbie ferreira #maddy perez smut

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lowkeyerror · 1 year

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another reader x maddy like notice me pls the dykes (me. absolutely FERAL. please.) are BEGGING for one pls bestie

Punish

Word count: 1.3k

Notes: Complete filth, little to no plot, dom!reader, spanking, fingering, edging, daddy!kink

Masterlist

Y/n was a girl full of intentions. She wasn't a free-spirit by any use of the words. If anything, she was calculated, almost meticulous in planning out the details of her life.

The girl liked it that way. With things planned out, there was less room for distractions. Hangouts with her friends, after school activities, homework, and time for herself were all penciled in weekly.

In today's society, she wasn't a nerd, but a girlboss. It was well known around East Highland that if anyone at the school was ever going to make an impact on the world, it would be Y/n.

" What's with that face? I don't like the confusion." Y/n shut her locker to see Lexi standing next to her with her eyebrows furrowed.

" It's just- Maddy's looking over here. I'm pretty sure she's staring at you."

As of late, Maddy had become Y/n's number one enemy. Y/n hated Maddy because the Latina was a distraction, perhaps her biggest distraction.

Y/n simply hummed at Lexi's words. To anyone else, it would've come off as content or disinterest, but Lexi knew the girl better than that.

" Is there something you want to tell me?"

Y/n dismisses the question," Nope, I have class in 5 minutes, and it would take me way longer to explain anything to you."

" Are you going to tell Maddy the same thing because she's coming this way?"

Before Y/n could say anything, her name was being called," Y/n, I need to talk to you."

Y/n lets a sigh escape her lips," Can we talk after class? I've got a half hour to spare before I need to be at-"

" Now is the best time," she plasters a fake smile on her lips.

The scholar relents," Fine. Later Lexi."

Maddy smiles at her best friend's sister," Later, Lex."

Lexi watches as the two girls walk off together, Y/n trailing behind Maddy. It was strange to see her friend not leading, but following. However, she knew what kind of effect Maddy had on people.

" I don't have time for this, Madeleine," Y/n grunts as the Latina places kisses up her neck in the empty classroom.

" Make time."

Maddy's lips tickle Y/n's skin as she speaks. Her hands freely roam the other girl's body.

" Why are you always so needy?" Y/n shudders under the Maddy touch.

" Baby, now you know that's not my fault. You're the one always looking so pretty for me; so innocent. I see you and fuck, it makes me go crazy. I need your fingers inside me."

Y/n was struck, but didn't want to admit it. Maddy's words got her to her deepest core. The stubborn girl tried once more to stop this," And I need to go back to class, Madeleine."

Maddy couldn't take no for an answer. As Y/n tried to leave, Maddy gently grabbed her hand. She guided Y/n's fingers into her mouth. Y/n's eyes dilated as she watched Maddy suck her fingers.

The feeling of the wet tongue swirling around her digits was making her lose the will to fight.

" Maddy," It's a plea that leaves Y/n's lips.

The fingers depart from Maddy's ljps as she smirks at Y/n's drop in formalities. However, Maddy drags the saliva covered fingers down her body.

They trail between her slightly exposed cleavage, down her shirt, until they slip under her skirt. Y/n feels Maddy's wetness through the thin cloth of her panties.

Maddy's eyes meet Y/n," Daddy, please."

That sets it off for Y/n. She removes her fingers from the girl's underwear. She pushes the girl until she's against the teacher's desk. Y/n doesn't hesitate to bend the Latina over the desk.

" You're such a fucking slut, you know that? You can never wait until I'm ready for you. Always fucking up my schedule like the impatient whore you are."

Y/n pulls the skirt down in a swift movement and lays a harsh smack on Maddy's ass. The girl responds by sticking up further for Y/n to hit again.

" Why can't you be my good girl, huh? The rules are so simple, have you forgotten?"

At the lack of answer, Y/n slaps Maddy's ass harder than the time before causing the girl to yelp.

" Answer me, when I'm talking to you, Maddy. Tell me the rules."

" Don't bother you at school."

Y/n offers another smack," Broken."

" W-wait for you to come to me."

Y/n starts to undo her belt. It causes Maddy to bite her lip in anticipation.

" Next one, Madeleine."

" Don't be a dirty slut."

Y/n kicks the girl's legs wider. With the belt hanging loosely in her hand she squats down, coming face to face with Maddy's pussy. It's already dripping. A string of her wetness starts quickly falling to the floor. Y/n is quick to catch it with her finger. She licks the finger before standing up straight again.

She slashes the belt 6 times quickly in an x motion, hitting Maddy's bare ass with each strike. The girl's legs buckle and small whimpers escape her lips.

" So you do know the rules, you're just being disobedient for attention, huh? You like it when I punish you. Don't even try to lie because your pussy dripping while I spank you, tells me all I need to know. I should leave you here like this. Ass out and red, panties on the floor, pussy dripping."

" You wouldn't," she challenged.

Y/n stood directly behind the girl. Her hand gripped Maddy's neck while her other hand jammed three fingers into the popular girl's pussy.

Maddy's eyes rolled to the back of her head as Y/n's grip got tighter, and her fingers worked the girl's pussy.

" Fuck my fingers. You were begging for them? You must not want them that bad, I'll pull them out right now. Throw that ass back on my fingers, prove to me that you need it."

Maddy began moving the best she could in her position. There wasn't much room as she was trapped between Y/n and the desk.

" My fingers bigger than your boyfriend's dick, Maddy? He just not fucking you right, baby, huh. He doesn't know that you need to be treated like a whore, does he?"

The hand that was on her throat transitions to grab a fistful of her hair," Can't hear you over the sound of my fingers filling your pussy, speak up."

Maddy is gasping for air, trying to form any words. Your fingers remove themselves from her pussy, making her cry out. They instead start assaulting her clit.

" I asked you a question, Maddy."

She was an incoherent pile," He d-doesnt-"

" He doesn't what?"

" God-he doesn't fuck me like you do. Fuck me please, put them back inside of me please daddy."

It was Y/n's turn to smirk. She completely removed her fingers from the Latina.

" I'm going to class, Madeleine. I'll see you when I see you."

" Y-you- you can't leave me like this."

Y/n put her fingers in her mouth, quickly sucking the girl's juices off of her fingers. Once they were clean, she grabbed her belt, and fed it through the loops on her pants.

" Madeleine, whatever this is will only get better for you when you stop trying to be in control. I'm in charge of this, not you. I'll call when I want to finish fucking you."

" But-"

" Or I could just not call," Y/n's voice was cold as she spoke. She waited for Maddy to finish her back talk, but she didn't.

" If you can wait patiently… I'll consider letting you cum after I'm done punishing you."

With that Y/n exited the classroom leaving Maddy there with her ass out and red, panties on the floor, pussy dripping.

#lowkeyerror #maddy perez imagine #maddy x reader #maddy perez x reader #maddy perez #maddy perez x you #euphoria

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Doll Face | Fezco Euphoria

part 1 part 2

Pairing: Fezco x Latina!Mouse sister! reader

Summary: Mouse's sister was an excellent girl, a good student even, until life happened and she had to leave every dream behind. A particular friend was left behind too in the process. Years later, they meet again, but they aren't the kids they once used to be.

Warnings: 1.8+ words, mouse sister, drug life, language, non-desired-sexual situations, forced sexual labor, exploitation of teenage girl, abuse, abusive household

a/n: Ok, Spanish is my first language and English second, so I apologize for any grammar mistakes. Second, I tried to research if Mouse was of any latin american origin, but I couldn't find any information. The actor is referred to as Lating King, so I'll use that as a reference. Thank you for reading! Hope you like it. Any suggestions will be highly appreciated <3

It had always seemed funny to you. The reaction on people’s faces when they came to know whose sister you were. At first, you were proud, sort of. You knew your family didn’t dedicate themselves to an average 9-5 job pretty early. But that never stopped you from feeling happy by having them around you most of the time.

It was like a dream at first. You would come from school, and your mama would always be beside your papá, talking about something you were too young to understand thereupon. Your big brother was known to be in his room with his friends, and you weren't allowed inside.

That didn’t bother you. It never did because at the end of the day, you would all sit down to dinner together and it felt amazing having to see people gather random things to use as chairs because there were just too many people.

It all just seemed like a big diverse family. You loved it.

You were a straight-A little girl type, and papá always made sure to share with you that you would be the first of the family to ever go to college. You were going to become the pride of your family.

Teachers loved you and never had any problem when you asked for extra help. Even your classmates were always helpful and nice towards you, especially one guy that you had math class with.

Fezco

He was one of the nice weird kids. He didn’t talk with anyone much, but you like to believe you were his exception.

It all started due to you not noticing the exercises at the back of the page at that time, you were sitting in front of him, and he noticed this.

“Uhm, hey, sorry, but I think your page is kinda…blank” he drew your attention by tapping your shoulder softly.

“What do you mean?” you stared at him, confused.

“Well, yeah. The back side is blank.” he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to make you understand

“There was a backside!”

“There’s always a back part in math, little girl.”

“Shit- Sorry!” you covered your mouth, embarrassed.

“What are you sorry for?” he looked at you confused.

“I- well… I cursed. Ladies aren’t supposed to curse.”

“Why?”

“It’s unethical.”

“Huh,” he inhaled, “Well, the teacher is about to collect the homework, so if you want to copy from mine, go ahead.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ok, thank you so much, Fezco.”

“Call me Fez.”

“Fezco.”

“Alright.”

After that, it seemed like he had chosen you to be his partner in any class you had together. From that moment on, he would always whisper the answers in your ear, making sure you always had the same as his.

He would even grab your homework and correct your mistakes. It seemed so easy for him that you started to believe he was a genius.

“You are one smart mathematician,” you murmured once as you lay beside him on one of the school’s rooftops.

“A what?” he moved his head to the side, trying to get a glimpse of you.

“Mathematician, you will be a great one day.’

“Oh, what’s that?”

“Oh, you know…a person who likes and is good at math.”

“Hell yeah. I'll be one, doll face.”

“Fezco! No cursing.” you giggled.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.”

You smiled, looking at each other barely, holding in your giggles.

And then everything went to shit.

“Mami! Papi! I’m home!” you entered your home with your cheeks painted and a big smile, hoping to see your parents in the living room, but only your brother was to be found with a bottle in hand.

“Hey, have you seen-”

“They ain't coming back home, little one.” he took one sip.

“What do you mean? They went on a field trip and didn’t take me?”

“Yeah. But more like they went to heaven.”

“Heaven? But that's a few hours away,” you tried, you really tried to be oblivious. Act stupid, “I read it on a map!”

“You can’t be that dumb,” he chuckled sourly, “Mom and pops are dead, and you know that.”

You stayed quiet. Looking at him and trying to keep your tears inside, hoping to be a cruel joke from your big brother.

“Now, I need you to understand something else,” he stood up, walking towards you, completely towering over you, “No more school for you.”

“What?” you whispered.

“I don’t need some governmental shit to be put inside your brain when you could be doing something more beneficial for me, us.”

“But I don’t wanna leave school,” you whined sweetly, “Papi said I would go to college!”

“Pops said it, not me,” he grabbed you from your low ponytail without pulling, twisting it around his fingers. “You’r ‘bout to learn about the family business, little sissy.”

And just like that, your life went spiraling into a deep pile of shit and more shit.

It started simple, nothing too hardcore. You prepared his pre-rolled, and he said your petite fingers were perfect for the job. Then, you started addressing him as “Mouse” since he has some respect to show or something along the lines.

And you did that for quite a long time, being grateful to keep some sort of young teen childhood innocence. Until one of his friends mentioned something about your changing body.

“Yo! Mouse! Your sister si que tiene unas lindas tetas eh! ¿A cuanto por una sobada?” they all laughed, but you knew your brother had a realization. (Your sister has a nice pair of tits, how much for a touch?)

His little sissy wasn't so little anymore. And lucky you, the neighborhood home strip club was taking applications, and they loved young girls.

“Pero mira que lindo lugar te conseguí hermanita, ¿a que no?" he laughed, licking his lips at the sight of the bare chest and intimate parts by the women dancing or waitress. (Look what a nice place I got you lil’ sissy, pretty isn't it?)

“I don’t want to be here, Mouse,” you said with a scared tone, “I don’t feel comfortable.”

“What you mean!?”

“I want to leave now, Mouse,” you said, trying to sound stern and covering your eyes to bring the different color neon lights.

If you had not, you would have seen him before he pulled you by your hair.

“Mouse!”

“Shut your fucking mouth and listen!” he spoke in your ear, spitting saliva, “You ain't eating nor coming home hasta que me traigas minimo mil, got it?” you nodded. (until you bring me at least a thousand)

“But how am I going to get you that?”

“Well, why else would I bring you here!? You got the place and a job start dancing!”

You looked at all sides, looking for some type of explanation or help, but all you could notice were a few pity looks from the women already working there.

“But…I am just fifteen, and I do not have any clothes like those,” you tried hard to convince him to take you away from there.

“C’mon I was thirteen when I banged my first chick, besides you got underwear underneath that, right?”

You nodded, unsure.

“Then don’t come back until you have that money in hand we clear.”

“Como el agua,” you murmured (like the water)

It took you some time to gather the money. It took you long enough to gather the courage to walk out of the dressing room in your underwear. Thankfully, some women there pitied you and gave you some money so you didn't have to socialize too much with the customers.

That day you became aware of how disgusting looks from men and women could be. But you became happy when at the end of the third day, the money had been collected. Until you were about to leave, the place and the owner took half of your money.

That’s when you knew that they take half of the tips, more if you get opinionated about it.

You had to work for it, they said. To start showing some more for some extra bills. To hide it somewhere, they won't see it.

Took you some time, but you felt elated when you knocked on that worn-down door you loved.

“Here’s the money,” you placed it in his hand with a smile, and he threw 100 back at you.

“Go get some work clothes and your food for a month.”

“What?”

“How old are you?”

“Fifteen”

“At seventeen, you start paying rent.”

Then, you were his investment. His friends and co-workers wanted to see you dance. They wanted to see you shake your chest and back for them. They wanted to touch you. And if you objected? A dislocated shoulder, 3 broken ribs, and black-eyed followed you for a month, and you objected…a lot.

But you learned how to handle it. You had to and became a pro. The favorite one in the club, and the best one of Mouse’s girls, even if you had to do some things you despised.

At least you were treated better.

And then, you saw him.

You were at home, doing some dances for Mouse’s people along with two other girls.

You had numbed yourself and your emotions. You had created an alter ego and a safe place in your mind where you could wander off whenever you were working. Funny enough, you had come to like dancing with a pole. You found it artistic, just not the other things it came with.

You were concentrated on grinding on top of the man beneath you, concentrated in your safe place. Ignoring his wandering hands beneath your work clothes, his groping. But some voices distracted you. You switched positions so you could stare at the men coming in.

It was a redhead, and he seemed…cute.

You could hear them going and on about quantities and deadlines, and you better pay me up before blah, blah, and more blah.

“You know what, I liked you, carrot boy,” Mouse smiled, rubbing his palms against each other, “Let me gift you with one of my best girls. Sweetcheecks, com’ere!”

“She’s busy, my man,” said the man underneath, simulating pounding into you while you kept grinding him with him groping your chest.

“Not‘nymore, fuck off,” he grabbed him by the arm and pulled the redhead to your seat, “Treat him good, will ya?”

You nodded and started doing your job. It was actually easy to please a man. Just some elaborate touching and grinding, especially grinding, and to let them touch whenever and wherever.

You could feel him looking at you, his eyes locked. Almost making you feel embarrassed by what you were doing. He seemed like the gentle type. He even kept his hands to himself. You could be wrong, and when you felt his hand grabbing you by your neck and taking you near his lips. You knew you were wrong. He needed some time before he felt full of himself and started groping you like the others.

“Doll face, is that you?”

part 2? Let me know...

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