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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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Late Night Adventures Hermione x Y/n blurb)

Here's another sub Hermione!

*y/n walks in on Hermione masturbating*

I sat on the couch, trying to cram in my essay for herbology due in three days. I rubbed my eyes for the tenth time, sleep threatening to overtake me. Slamming my books shut, I decided to just take a short nap on the couch, too tired to go back up to my dorm.

When I woke, I groaned, looking at the time, realizing it was already 10 pm. I stretched out, deciding it was finally time to head up to my shared room. As I trudged up the carpet-covered stairs, I heard low groans coming from my room. Intrigued, I quickened my pace, curious to see who they were coming from.

As I finally reached my room, the quickened pants and low moans grew slightly louder. I slowly opened the door, choking on air as the scene in front of me unfolded. Hermione, my innocent little Hermione, was desperately shifting against a pillow as she moaned my name. She threw her head back, her curly brown hair matted against her forehead. I clenched my thighs as I groaned, stumbling past the doorway as the door creaked loudly.

"O-oh, my god. This is so embarrassing. I'm sorry, oh my god," Hermione rushed out as she scrambled to grab her plaid skirt, looking up with frantic eyes. I only smiled, walking closer to the flustered bookworm.

"Oh, trust me, darling, I don't mind. Not at all," I whispered, tucking a curl behind her burning ears. She whimpered, leaning her head against my palm. I slowly rested my hand against her shoulders, pushing her back down onto the bed. As I bent down, hovering against my still panting girlfriend, I slowly kissed her flushed neck.

"Who knew my innocent little princess could be so dirty," I mumbled against her neck as she squirmed. Her thighs rubbed against each other in a desperate attempt for some form of friction. Grabbing her thighs, I pushed them apart, admiring the trembling girl in front of me. Her arousal was apparent as the wet spot in her panties grew, only stoking the fire growing in my stomach.

As I lightly traced my index finger over her soaked panties, I looked up with my eyes, silently asking for permission. She nodded eagerly, mewling as she subconsciously jerked her hips into the air.

"Someone's getting a little desperate for my fingers, aren't they?" I grunted, quickly pulling down her panties that were keeping me from her pretty pussy. I could finally see her in all her glory and began to slowly rub my fingers on her clit, causing her to moan loudly.

"You're always such a good girl for me, 'Mione." Her face flushed as she bit down on her bottom lip. She continued to thrust her hips upwards as I quickened my fingers, slipping into her. Her eyes screwed shut, mumbling obscenities. Her moans and pants overwhelmed me as my hand snaked between my legs, easing the pleasurable ache in my core. "Tell me who you belong to."

She didn't respond, continuing to squirm and whine, sloppily thrusting her hips.

"I told you to tell me who you belong to," I growled, slowing my pace despite her desperate pleas.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm yours. Now please move," Hermione cried, shifting to receive any sort of friction as her climax faded. I complied, my urge to see her pretty face screwed up in ecstasy, overpowering the temptation to tease her further. I fastened my pace once again and leaned down, whispering small praises into her ears.

"I-I'm so close y/n," she sobbed silently, begging for release. I nodded, ravishing her sweet neck with open-mouthed kisses. I used my free hand to grab onto her hardened nipple, switching between softly pinching and stroking it over with my finger.

All of a sudden, she stiffened, screwing her eyes shut and throwing her head further into the sheets. Her legs shook as she threw her head back, a mixture of curses and the sound of my name leaving her lips in strangled chants. I brought my hand back to my clit, rubbing quick circles as I shifted into my hand. It wasn't long before I came on my hand, my body slumping onto her's as she placed feather-light kisses and words of praise along my face.

Her eyes grew heavy as she started to fall asleep, her breaths slowing as I marveled at her beauty. Muttering small 'I love yous,' I nestled into her neck, slowly falling asleep as well.

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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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Casey x Y/n

y/n and Casey have a tutoring session and things get a little spicy

smut! has more of a build-up w a word count of: 1,956

Her sweat dripped down her forehead as she finished her last lap. She doubled over heaving from exhaustion, dumping the remains of her water bottle on top of her head. I shifted in my seat on the bleachers as my eyes raked over my crush.

Casey was a part of the popular group and I was convinced she didn't even know my name. Ever since freshman year when I had her in English, she had my attention. Everything from the way she confidently sat in her chair to the way she managed to make the entire class laugh with one sarcastic remark has me enthralled.

She was now standing in a group of her friends as they all laughed at something Casey said. Annoyed at the fact that I would never be able to hear one of those jokes, I walked away getting ready to head home.

Getting seated in my old beat-up car I blasted the music, starting the ignition and turning out of the school. Nodding along to the song I let the music fill my mind trying to ignore all the homework I had to do once I got home. I considered taking a detour to avoid the assignments but ignored the idea and just headed straight home. Despite my hate for school, I was a straight-A student and top of most of my classes.

After a long night of studying, I finally headed to bed, plugging in my phone and playing soft music.

Waking up in the morning was one of the hardest things. It would've been so easy to just stay in bed and ignore the alarm. But knowing my mom would have a fit I slowly got dressed into my usual plaid skirt and large cream crew neck sweater.

My classes all seemed to blend and all I could think about was the one class I genuinely enjoyed. Most people hate math but it happens to be the only class I shared with the tall short hair brunette who was always on my mind.

“Y/n I need to talk to you and Casey after class!” my teacher said as I passed his desk on the way to my seat. Confused about what the teacher could need and how it involved Casey was beyond me. I quickly nodded my head still trying to figure out what was going on. Did I fail the chapter test? No no that’s impossible, I studied all night long for that.

After dismissing the thought of failing I began to smile down at my shoes simply from just hearing Casey’s name next to mine. I decided to pay attention to what the teacher said, not wanting to fall behind. As class droned on I wrote down the notes like a robot. Again not saying I liked school but it did kind of come second nature to me.

Before I knew it the shrill bell was ringing signaling everyone to start packing their things. Large conversation filled the room as I got ready to follow the crowds until my teacher called out reminding me of what he said.

I turned around seeing Casey leaning against one of the many desks, not looking confident for once. Instead, she seemed to fold in on herself with her arms crossed and her feet shuffling awkwardly.

“Casey has one of the lowest grades in this class and you have one of the highest Ms. y/ln. You may be wondering why this is relevant and I’m about to get there. Casey's parents have requested that I find her a tutor and you are the perfect fit. If it fits with your schedule I’d like you to start tutoring Ms. Gardner as soon as possible, preferably starting tomorrow.” my teacher explained. Stunned I stood there in silence reeling over how much better my day had just gotten. Mistaking your silence for rejection Casey interjected, “If you don't want to that's cool y/n I just want you to know I'd appreciate it if you could. I've seen how smart you are and I know you can help me raise my grade.”

Butterflies swarmed my stomach at hearing my name come out of those soft lips. Still standing in silence I realized how ridiculous I must have looked and quickly shouted out a loud, “Yes!” Embarrassed by how overly enthusiastic I sounded I went for a second and quieter “yes.”

Casey smirked down at the floor making me blush knowing I completely embarrassed myself.

“Well I'll leave you two to trade information and figure out all the logistics,” my math teacher interrupted before taking his leave. We awkwardly stood in silence for a few seconds before starting at the same time.

“I could give my numb-” we both started before I allowed her to go first with red cheeks.

“Here's my number, we can start at your house tomorrow at 4 okay,” stated Casey as she handed you a small piece of paper with messy handwriting sprawled on top. Taking the paper with shaky hands I stuffed it into my pocket.

“Ya, ya that works out perfect um ya great,” I shuttered out struggling to believe this was all happening. The paper burned a hole in my pocket as I contemplated leaving or saying something else.

“Ya so I'm just gonna go…'' Casey stuttered out awkwardly while slowly walking back out the door. I shook my hand, waved, and followed soon after. As I walked to my car I pulled out the paper copying the number into my phone. Smiling at the new contact in my phone I started the ignition and made my way home.

I paced around my room for the tenth time and checked the clock again. I couldn’t believe Casey Gardner would be coming to my house. As soon as I had gotten home from school I had laid out all my textbooks preparing for the tutoring session. I got ready to readjust the pencils on my desk for the millionth time when the doorbell rang.

“Y/n it’s for you!” yelled my mom making me rush down the stairs while fixing my hair. Taking a deep breath before I opened the door I finally was greeted by the tall track star.

“Um come in, come in” I muttered, opening the door wider and closing it behind me as she stepped fully in.

“My rooms upstairs so you can just f-follow me” I was getting ready to slam my head against the wall when a short and steady voice ‘cool’ came from Casey’s direction.

She stood in the doorway for a second looking around and it almost seemed she was contemplating touching some of the stuff on my dresser. I motioned her to sit beside me at the desk and take out her workbooks.

“So what do you want to work on first?” I asked as I opened the book up.

“Well I failed the last test we got so I guess we could start there,” she mumbled, handing over the test that had been marked with a large F. I took a hold of the piece of paper skimming over her answers and observing the small doodles on the side.

“Hmm well, at least we know you don’t need help with art,” I joked, not being able to help myself.

“Ugh shut up,” she laughed, rolling her eyes and nudging me. I looked down, blushing, loving her laugh.

“I have an idea on how to make this a little bit more fun,” she smirked, readjusting in her seat until she was fully facing me.

“What’s that?” I responded confused about how you could make studying fun.

“Ok so every time I get a right answer you take off a piece of clothing but when I get something wrong you put something back on '' she smiled resembling the Cheshire Cat.

“What are you talking about t-that’s crazy Cas,” I exclaimed brighter than a tomato at this point.

“Oh come on y/n” she grumbled, nudging my thigh with her knee. Her voice being a soft spot for me, I obliged though was utterly embarrassed to do so.

“O-ok well then let's start with the questions from the practice quiz” I stammered grabbing hold of the textbook with shaky hands. Casey kept getting answers wrong much to my relief. I may have liked Casey but that didn’t stop me from being immensely insecure. Opposite to how I was feeling Casey groaned annoyed that she was getting all the equations and formulas incorrect.

I asked the next and surprisingly she had answered correctly. Shifting in my seat nervously, I slowly light a blue blouse. Caseys’ eyes raked my lace bra hungrily. I suddenly regretted not doing my laundry considering this was the only bra in my dresser left today.

“Wow y/n where have you been hiding those,” murmured Casey scooting forward in her seat. My face bloomed bright red for what felt like the millionth time today.

Casey would get a series of the answers right and then a few wrong allowing me to put my garments back on only to have to take them off once again. Eventually, I was left in only a bra on my underwear. My arms were crossed over my stomach shifting in my chair awkwardly.

“Come here” whispered Casey, her eyes dark with lust. I walked over timidly just as she stood up so we were face to face. Leading me over to my floor-length mirror she positioned me in front of her so her chest was flush against my back.

“You are so beautiful y/n '' she whispered into my mirror tracing feather-like patterns across the top of my chest and my stomach. My breath quickened at being able to see my reactions to all her soft touches. Something about it felt so erotic and I couldn't help but tilt my head back with quickened breaths.

“May I?” asked Casey with a breathless voice. I groaned nodding quickly and pushing my back further against her chest. Trailing her hands under my underwear she slowly rubbed small circles on my clit.

“Fuck you look so good for me” groaned Casey speeding up her fingers with one hand while the other grabbed my breast slowly circling my already hardened nipple. I mewled in my response as my legs buckled struggling to stay standing. As soon as I tried shutting my eyes when the pleasure Casey brought up my chin.

“I want you to look at yourself in the mirror while I fuck you with my fingers. So eyes up my love,” whispered Casey against my ear, her lips tickling my ears with her soft lips. I looked up almost buckling once again at the sight. I hated my body but the way Casey was fucking me with her long slender fingers as I moaned her name made me feel like the sexiest thing.

“I’m so close Cas please let me come” I mewled jutting my hips forward to climax quicker.

“Getting a little desperate are we y/n?” Those few words pushed me over the edge as I came over her fingers with a loud cry. I wasn’t even standing at this point and the only reason my flushed body was still standing was because of Casey's strong arms holding my hips up. My mind was completely dazed with a dopey smile on my face in front of the biggest orgasm I’ve ever experienced. My fingers were one thing but Caseys sent me to another world.

As I slumped against her chest she laughed lowly and confused as you looked up at her reflection for an explanation.

“I don't think this is what Mr. Norman meant by tutoring,” she giggled nestling into your neck.

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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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Princess Bubblegum x Marceline (fluff)

song at the bottom if you want to listen while you read

(small blurb! No smut)

Princess Bubblegum sighed as she dealt with yet another problem in the castle. Her mood went up remembering her plans to have a sleepover with her best friend Marceline. Trying to finish everything up for the day she finally finished falling back onto the couch with an exhausted sigh. Her phone started to buzz, hearing the familiar ring tone she picked up.

“Hey Bubs! When are you coming over?” exclaimed her best friend, making her stomach flip at the small nickname.

She smiled replying, smiling “Heading over right now Marce!” Hurrying to pack her bag she made it out the door rushing over to the guitarists' vampire's house. Not even bothering to knock considering this was practically her second home Princess Bubblegum just made her way inside.

“Oh sorry! I didn't realize you were still changing!” Princess Bubblegum's already pink cheeks became even pinker after catching her best friend in her sports bra mid-way of putting on one of her band t-shirts.

“Oh nah you're all good PB,” Marceline replied smiling cheekily at the obviously flustered princess. They both headed to the vampire's cot getting under a mound of blankets and grabbing their hot cocoa. Bubble gum nestled her neck into Marceline's black hair enjoying the comforting smell of the forest. Marceline snuck a cold hand onto PBs thigh causing a bright blush to bloom on the richnesses cheeks once again.

They cuddled turning on their favorite show simply enjoying each other's company and the warmth it brought them.

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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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Tease

A blurb about y/n teasing Hermione in detention. ;) (smut!)

“What! But I did absolutely nothing!” exclaimed Hermione, frustrated that she just got detention from the most hated teacher, Snape. I chuckled knowing the teacher's pet never got in trouble.

“That's a detention for you too y/n for laughing in my class” yelled Snape looking in my direction. The smug smile was wiped off my face as I sat up looking shocked. Great now my afternoon would be ruined too.

Class droned on as I angrily wrote down notes annoyed that the frizzy-haired Gryffindor had managed to bring me down with her. She smiled down at her paper at something Ron said, a heavy feeling of jealousy washed over me. Wait what the hell I didn’t even like the class nerd.

“Alright class get out of here I’m sick of your faces. Y/n and Hermione stay,” I groaned slamming my head onto the desk.

“I have to leave the room but I trust you will stay. Hermione makes sure y/n doesn’t skip,” Snape muttered sneering my way. A look of shock washed over my face as I threw up my hands annoyed. Hermione giggled sitting down at her desk and flattening her papers and flipping through the homework. After a moment of realizing I wouldn't be getting any work done I decided to mess with her. I stood up sitting on the desk directly behind her.

“Hey Mione'' I whispered in a low voice waiting for the reaction. She turned around quickly, a blush spreading across her cheeks and ears.

“Y-y/n... What are you doing? '' Hermione stuttered out embarrassed at the situation. I sat back in my chair, my arms going behind my head, and just shrugged, pretending I had no idea what she meant. Rolling her eyes, Hermione turned back around deciding to go back to her studies.

Annoyed at the short-lived fun I decided to further tease the bossy brunette. Walking to the front of the room I deliberately dropped a large textbook that sounded a large thump. Startling the Gryffindor she looked up shocked.

“Oopsies” I whispered before slowly bending down knowing she could see my white lace panties under my pleated navy short skirt. I made an exaggerated long moan gaining a whine from the flustered brunette. I stood up chuckling proud of the second reaction I got.

“T-that was not very nice,” exclaimed Hermione, attempting to sound stern but accidentally faltering her sentences.

“You know Mione you sound really sexy when you whine for me,” I praised making my way back to her. I stopped once my hips were flush against the front of her desk. I slowly brought my hand to her face using my thumb to trace her lips.

Her soft lips slowly opened biting the pad of my thumb as she slowly looked up through her long eyelashes. I groaned annoyed that she had somehow gotten me to feel like this when I was supposed to be teasing her. She began to deliberately suck my thumb as she remained her heated gaze on me. My panties dampened, all I wanted to do was devour the stubborn girl below me.

“Your face oh my god” snickered Hermione as she released my thumb and doubled over bursting out into laughter. It was now my turn to blush as I looked away embarrassed at getting a taste of my own medicine.

I scowled, stalking off back to my original chair and setting my head down, to embarrassed to look back at her. I tensed as I heard a shuffling sound, before I knew it a warm hand was placed on my thigh.

“I'm not playing Mione please just leave me alone,” I grumbled, keeping my gaze to the floor.

“Neither am I,” muttered Hermione. I looked up seeing honesty swarming her eyes. Getting excited I brought my hand to her hips forgetting my earlier embarrassment. I dragged her down, setting her on my thigh and already feeling her damp underwear.

“I want you to ride my thigh like the good slut you are” I growled already guiding her hips back and forth. A dragged-out moan escaped her lips as she began to shift her hips, growing wetter with every movement. I slipped my hands under her sweater onto her warm breasts and began to massage them as she threw her head back breathlessly moaning.

“And don’t cum until I say you can,” I demanded tightening my grip on her hips. She nodded quickly whispering small ‘thank yous’ like a chant as I guided her hips faster and faster on my thigh. I began to slowly kiss her neck, licking a long stripe from her collar bone to the top of her slender neck making her hips movements falter.

I reattached my hand to her hips fastening her pace that had begun to get sloppy as she came closer to climax.

“I'm so close y/n” sobbed Hermione, nestling her head into my neck begging to let her release.

“Cum” I demanded, and not a second later she shook and cried into my neck as her juices flowed all over my thigh. After a moment to regain herself, she looked down realizing the mess she made and began profusely apologizing while getting down to her knees in front of me.

Confused, I waited until her next action. And while looking up through those damn eyelashes she began to slowly lick up all her cum from my thighs whimpering while doing so. I covered my face in my hands not knowing what to do at the fucking sexy image. Grabbing both sides of her delicate face I brought her back up kissing her with urgency as we both swallowed each other moans in a flurry of passion.

“I forgot my-oh” a stunned Snape stood at the doorway before immediately walking back out. We both looked back at each other before bursting into laughter at the situation.

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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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Eyeliner Blurb

Ginny Weasley x y/n

Her cherry red hair framed her face as she straddled me. I wasn’t even planning on going to this party but once I found out Ginny was I couldn’t resist. Now I found myself in a situation I had been fantasizing about since I met the sarcastic ginger. She giggled grabbing the hot pink makeup bag that seemed to be with her everywhere she went. She pulled out her black pencil eyeliner and brought it to my eye, a look of concentration taking over her face. I tried not to groan as I saw her bite her soft pink lips.

“Stay still,” she whispered, dragging the pencil with one hand and grabbing my chin with the other. She sat up squirming and clapping her hands.

“You look so good y/n!” I grunted, grabbing her hips trying to make her stay still with shut eyes.

“Are you ok? Oh, my god, did I hurt you, I'm sorry am I too heavy?” she fired questions all while frantically moving to attempt to get off me.

“Oh Godric-please, please just stay still Gin,” I exclaimed breathlessly trying to stop my mind from running through a million possible scenarios.

A look of realization passed through the Gryffindors face as her face went bright red. My eyes stayed closed in embarrassment as well as fear that this would be the end of our friendship. Those thoughts were short-lived when I suddenly felt warm lips on mine. My eyes opened in shock as I saw a small smile on the ginger.

I sat up straight pulling her flush against me. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for that to happen” I whispered before encapturing her lips in mine once again.

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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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7 Minutes in Heaven

After being invited to a party by Luna, you find yourself in a game of 7 minutes in heaven ;)

You wiped your clammy hands against your black thin, strapped, short dress. All the houses decided to have a massive party in the room of requirements. You chose to put on something a little sexier than usual, considering none other than your year-long crush would be there. Ever since you and Luna had been partners in herbology last year, you had been enthralled with the quirky blonde.

Finally deciding to enter the door, immediately met with absolute chaos, the sound of loud music and alcohol filling your senses.

“Y/n! Come here!” Yelled Luna from a beat-up-looking brown couch. You smiled through the butterflies and walked over to the beautiful blonde who was now in a dark green slip dress with large hoop earrings that had a small cannabis icon at the bottom of them.

“Hey, I didn’t think you’d come, nerd,” laughed Fred, who was higher than a kite. You rolled your eyes and gingerly sat beside Luna, smoothing out the bottom of your dress. Your mind racked through conversation starters, desperate to impress the stoner blonde who was always on your mind. Before you could say something to embarrass yourself, a loud announcement came from a very drunk Ron.

“EVERYONE IN A CIRCLE FOR A GAME OF 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN!” You were about to deny the game until Luna grabbed your hand, smirking and dragging you down to the ground with everyone else. Your heart was going haywire as you tried processing the situation. As pairs slowly walked off and the numbers in the circle dwindled, your nerves only spiked. What if you got paired with someone else?

“Alright, Luna, you’re up. Spin the bottle,” slurred Harry. Pale, thin fingers gripped the empty beer bottle, and as the bottle slowed, Luna stopped it with her foot right as it passed you.

“Hey! That’s cheating!” Yelled an annoyed Ron.

“Oh shut up, Ronald,” Hermoine nudged her oblivious boyfriend with an eye roll.

“Come on, cutie,” laughed Luna leading a stunned you to one of the separate rooms. You were still trying to work through if this was a dream or not as you allowed the blonde to drag you into the room. A soft click of a lock dragged you out of your stupor. Luna made her way towards you slowly, a glint of lust in her eyes.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me,” she whispered into your ear, her lips tickling you; they were so close—soft kisses trailed below your ear and down your collarbone.

“I-I don’t know what you mean,” you stuttered, trying to contain the moans that were desperately attempting to escape.

“I know when you’re lying, kitten,” she mumbled against your neck as she slowly pushed you against a wall that you were unaware was there. The smell of vanilla and honey mixed with weed, filling your senses, already addicted to the drug of her scent.

She slowly brought her knee against you, coaxing a long moan from you. Hands snaked around your hips as she began a steady rhythm.

“Such pretty sounds. Gonna be a good girl for me?”

Your eyes tightened, your underwear getting impossibly wetter. Unable to respond, you quickly nodded your head whining.

Her knee came to an abrupt stop as her hand caressed your cheek, “words, princess.”

“Yes, I’ll be a good girl,” you moaned.

“Good’ she smirked, proud of the effect she had on you. Continuing her torturously slow pace, you began to buck your hips, desperate for her to go faster. She complied, deciding to give you what you wanted, and started going faster. Throwing your head back, you moaned loudly, no longer caring about all the foreign sounds coming out of your mouth.

“You’re so good for me, y/n.” You felt so close to the edge despite neither of you removing a single garment. You heard Luna muttering ‘you’re so wet,” under her breath, making your face flush even more. You secretly wanted to be choked but were far too embarrassed to ask.

“What is it? I can tell you want something.” Embarrassed at being caught, you decided to grab her soft hand and bring it on top of your neck.

“Please,” you whined out. Luna’s eyes darkened with lust as she groaned, tightening her hand around your neck. The mix of choking, her knee, and the way she had started sucking your neck, leaving visible marks, became all too much.

“I-im close,” you exclaimed, knowing everyone outside the room could probably hear your declaration. Luna grunted, fastening her pace.

“Me too, baby, but don’t come until I say,” Screwing your eyes shut, you tried holding back, waiting for her to grant your sweet release.

“Now,” she yelled into your hair, allowing you to finally come undone. The feeling was too much as your legs gave out, and you sank to the floor, her following soon after. You were still dazed, barely processing the light kisses Luna peppered across your face.

“ I think we may have taken a little more than seven minutes,” she laughed, nestling into your neck.

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lovelywomanlover · 3 years

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steamy study date

warning: teasing, steamy smut

We tried to contain our giddy laughter as we hurried into the farthest corner of our local library. Me and my girlfriend Aria had been coming to this specific corner every Saturday for the past 10 months for our weekly study dates. We sat down at the old stained table across from each other, setting our books down. I observed her slender hands as they flipped through the pages, trying to find her assignment. Her brows furrowed and for some reason the concentrated face she was making had me melting. I smirked, deciding we wouldn’t be getting any work done today.

I adjusted in my seat as I snuck my foot forward and brought it up to the inner part of her calves, slowly rubbing it up and down.

“June!” Aria looked up in shock as her face went bright red. I only smiled wider and slowly brought it up higher to her center thigh. Bringing it close to the place she wanted but always retracting my leg as soon as it came close. She squirmed, biting her lip at an attempt to keep in her moans.

“What's wrong Aria?” I asked innocently, retracting my foot once again as she whined hopelessly. She whimpered, begging for more. “St-stop June. Please.” My heart warmed at her pathetic pleas, not being able to contain the smirk spreading across my face. My pen rolled under the table disappearing under the white cloth.

“Oops.”

Aria's flustered gaze followed me as I slowly made my way under the linen covered table and towards her clenched thighs. I lightly traced my finger around her knee, earning a muffled whine from above the table. I grabbed both of her thighs and slowly pried them apart, making my way up her inner thighs, peppering light kisses along the way. Her hands made their way under the table and tightly gripped my hair. I moaned into her thigh as I tried to muffle how much pleasure such a simple act gave me. I began to suck lightly on her inner thigh, sucking harsher with every pull on my hair. She pushed my head toward her pink lace underwear in a desperate attempt to get me to do more. I placed a soft kiss over her panty covered clit, her thighs wrapping around me instantaneously. I traced shapes over her underwear as small moans blessed my ears. She suddenly sat up straight and confused. I glanced under the clothed table, seeing a pair of large boots in front of our table. Realizing a person had walked up I tried staying quiet, stifling a laugh..

“Hey I was over at the book shelf across the room and couldn't help noticing you. You’re really beautiful and I wondered if I could have your number?” a deep voice said to my love. I made my way closer to Aria and slipped my fingers under her lace, reminding her who she belonged to.

“Oh um I have a - I have a girlfriend,” she stated breathlessly trying to keep her voice controlled as I rubbed her clit. There was a moment of silence before the brown boots walked away. I could tell Aria wanted to scold me but couldn't as I finally brought my mouth down and sucked her sweet clit. A loud moan followed by a harsh hair tug followed after. It was obvious that both of us had stopped caring about anyone else in the library ages ago. I continued moving my mouth, moaning into her and sending vibrations straight to her core. Only a few moments later, she came, chanting my name like a sweet prayer. I lapped up her juices before making my way back above the table, packing my bag up again without a word. Aria followed suit and we got ready to leave, ignoring the shocked and offended looks we received as we headed for the door.

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