#cordelia goode smut

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Cordelia y/n female reader secretly dating think the Coven is empty get caught fucking on Cordelia's desk by Fiona. Fiona catches Cordelia making reader female ejaculate and instead of anger brags that sexual prowess runs in the family.

I love this, especially since that is such a Fiona thing to do lmao

Caught In the Act (Cordelia Goode x reader)

Warnings: SMUT, afab reader, fingering, dirty talk, bottom reader, top Cordelia

"Delia, we're gonna get caught!" You whispered frantically as she removed your underwear.

"No, we're not. Everyone is out for the day. The girls are seeing a movie, Fiona's drinking at some bar, and as an extra precaution I sent Spalding out to get groceries. Nobody's going to catch us, alright?" She gently reassured you, lacing her fingers through yours.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, baby. Don't worry."

She gave you a passionate kiss, her free hand resting on the inside of your thigh. You eagerly kissed her back, setting the hand that wasn't holding hers on the back of her neck so you could pulled her closer. Cordelia began to softly stroke the inside of your thigh, deliberately teasing you.

"Delia, you're doing that on purpose!" You complained.

"Am I?" She asked, a mischievous glint in her eye. Before you could answer, she plunged two of her fingers into your wet and eager hole.

You moaned wantonly, glad that nobody other than your girlfriend was around to hear it. She smirked, thrusting her fingers in and out of you at a slow, steady pace.

"Do you like that, baby? Do you like how my fingers fill you up?" She whispered in your ear as you clung to her.

You nodded your head, unable to remember how to speak properly.

"Aw, poor baby. Can't even remember how to talk," she said, faking sympathy. "Too bad. I usually enjoy hearing you scream my name, but seeing you look this fucked out when you haven't even cum yet works just as well."

She slipped in a third finger as she quickened her pace. At this point, you were on the brink of cumming, and she knew it too.

"Are you gonna cum soon, baby? Huh? You gonna cum on my fingers?" Using her thumb, she began rubbing your clit, trying to push you over the edge. "C'mon, baby. Cum for me."

You whimpered, letting out a breathy moan as you rocked your lower body against her hand, trying to create as much friction as possible.

Just as you came, you heard the door open, the scent of cigarettes wafting through the air. You looked over Cordelia's shoulder to see none other than Fiona, standing in the doorway, cigarette in hand.

You braced yourself, thinking she and Cordelia were going to start one of their infamous screaming matches, but instead she merely chuckled before bringing her cigarette to her lips and taking a long drag.

"Y'know, us Goodes are known for our sexual prowess and abilities. It runs in the family, you might say."

"Mother, get out!" Cordelia ordered, doing her best to shield your naked body from her.

"Fine. But if you ever leave her-" Fiona said, pointing at you, "-mark my words, you'll never find anyone better equipped to give you an orgasm ever again, not even yourself." And with that, she turned and left, not bothering to close the door behind her.

Cordelia shut the door with a flick of her wrist as you gave her a look that said "I told you so".

"Nobody's gonna catch us, huh?"

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Taglist: @anxiously-sad @iloveentrapta @ghot-girl @taecube @corn3liiia @nevilleismywhore @ethrealzzz @your-next-daydream

#ahs #ahs imagines #ahs x reader #ahs fic #ahs smut #american horror story #american horror story imagines #american horror story x reader #american horror story fic #american horror story smut #cordelia goode #cordelia goode imagines #cordelia goode x reader #cordelia goode fic #cordelia goode smut

[m1lfsh4ke]

Quick question, how do yall feel about some strap-on sex with bottom!Cordelia (season 3) in her greenhouse?? Or would you prefer season 8 Cordelia topping?? Her season 3 look doesn’t get talked about enough ugh

#american horror story #ahs coven #ahs #cordelia goode #cordelia foxx #Sarah Paulson #american horror coven #Cordelia Goode smut #Cordelia foxx smut

[inlovewithgreta]

Potions — Cordelia Goode x Fem!Reader

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Summary: Cordelia had been perfecting a potion for weeks now, and it was finally time to put it to the test.

Warnings: aphrodisiac potion, mentions of alcohol, praise kink, explicit language, use of magical abilities, scissoring, fingering, oral, etc…

Word Count: 2.7k

a/n: apologies for the extremely slow updates, I’ve been swamped with work and dealing with personal issues and mental health problems. thank y’all for being so patient with me! 💛

...also I was going to make the potion take longer to work but I’m a whore and wanted to write smut. although I did leave an opening for perhaps a part two??

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

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"How much longer, 'Delia?" You asked, sneaking your arms around the blonde's slim waist. "I'm growing cold up there without my favorite supreme wrapped in my arms." Your lips couldn't help but fall into a pout as you rested your chin on her shoulder.

"I'm the only supreme, darling." She giggled, keeping her focus on the two glasses in front of her as she dumped a maroon colored liquid just below the rims. "And I'm just finishing up. I think I've finally perfected it!" She bit her plump bottom lip, turning her head to face you with excitement.

"Finally," you gave the blonde a quick kiss. "I really hope this works this time. I can't wait to see which one of us gives in first." You smirked against her lips.

"We haven't even drank it yet and you're already kissing me, darling. It's going to be you. You're very needy."

You protrude your bottom lip in a faux pout that only elicited a wider smile from the blonde and another quick peck to your lips in a reassuring kiss.

"God, I love when you make that face. It's absolutely adorable."

You playfully rolled your eyes at her words and tugged at her shirt to bring her to the plush blanket sprawled out and decorated with a few scattered pillows that sat just a few feet away from the lit fireplace.

Cordelia was well coordinated, and didn't spill a single drop of her newest concoction at your eagerness to bring her back towards the warmth.

You were first to plop down, Cordelia offering your drink to you before she sat down beside you, shoulders just barely touching yours.

"Nuh uh, not so fast, darling." Cordelia stopped your glass from tipping any further when you were too caught up in excitement over your drink. "We have to drink it at the exact same time."

You had nearly forgotten about the specifics, her concoctions always had to be done the way she said so, and it wasn't your place to question the witch when she gave you an order.

Cordelia admired your excitement. It always put a smile on her face that you were always so keen on trying new things, especially if it was something she made specifically for you.

"I really hope this works," Cordelia said quietly.

"It will. I just know it." You reassured her.

The witch then cleared her throat and held her glass towards you, and you were sure to clink your glass against hers in unison before both of you took your first sips from the dark substance.

You let out a sound of approval as the liquid hit your tastebuds. A sweet mix of apple, cinnamon, and a dash of alcohol entered your system. It tasted warm and inviting, the drink instantly putting you at ease...or so you thought.

Your gaze flicked over to the woman next to you who was still focused on her drink. Too focused to notice the way your eyes darkened when her tongue slowly swiped along the sugar coated rim on her glass.

You could feel your cheeks grow warm, and it wasn't just from the fireplace. It felt like you were heating up from the inside out. Your thoughts were in the gutter as a familiar ache grew between your legs.

You tried to play it off by nonchalantly repositioning yourself and squeezing your thighs together, the action not going unnoticed by the blonde.

Cordelia smirked and gulped down the rest of her drink, purposely tipping her glass far too much to let a few stray droplets of liquid fall from the corner of her mouth and land upon the upper swell of her breast.

The witch nonchalantly swiped her thumb along the droplet before sucking the liquid from her finger, purposely eliciting a low moan to play with you.

"How are you feeling, baby? You're looking a little...flushed." Her curved lashes fluttered as her dilated gaze moved from your face down to your bare thighs that were heavily pressed together.

"It's just a bit hot in here, that's all." You attempted to ignore her lustful gaze, instead busying yourself by downing the rest of the homemade potion.

The blonde tugged at the strap of your dress, slowly sliding it down to reveal more of your soft, smooth skin. "I would say I can fix that, but at this rate, it's only going to get much hotter in here." Your gaze flew back to the witch, who looked ethereal with the glow from the fireplace hitting half of her face in just the right place.

"Is that a fact or a promise?" You toyed, pointer finger flicking at the buttons that held her silk blouse together.

"Come here and find out," she bit her plump bottom lip, eyes sparkling with desire.

You nearly pounced on the witch, knocking the glasses out of the way as your lips engulfed hers in a fiery kiss. Cordelia's hands found the hem of your dress, lifting the fabric over your hips and tugging at it, in a way that told you to help her remove the clothing item.

The dress flew to an unknown location after you briefly broke the kiss to help her, neither of you caring where it went and instead rejoining your lips.

You straddled her waist, fingers fumbling with the buttons of her shirt and groaning out of frustration into the kiss as you struggled to free her of her clothing.

A loud rip tore through the room, buttons flying in multiple directions as you managed to tear her blouse open and slide it from her body.

"I loved that shirt," Cordelia mumbled against your lips.

"I'll buy you a new one."

In this moment, you didn't care about the shirt, you cared about how the woman you were straddling was intoxicating. Her floral scent was stronger, her skin felt softer, and the way she had your pussy wet from just a kiss drove you mad with desire.

Cordelia slowly fell back against the cushioned blanket, your lips leaving hers to place tender kisses along her jawline before nipping at the skin along her neck.

"Mm, fuck that worked quicker than I thought it would," Cordelia admitted after eliciting a low moan at your mouth leaving marks down from her neck to her chest.

You couldn't help but let out a laugh at her words before moving her sheer bra to the side, allowing you access to her breast. An eager tongue flicked at her hardened nipple before your mouth latched onto her tit. Your free hand grasped at her other breast, moving the same fabric to the side so you can twist her nipple between your fingers.

Cordelia's breath hitched, back briefly arching from the ground as you gave her chest the attention she was craving.

"Fuck, I need more. It's not enough," she whimpered as her hips just barely bucked below you.

"Mmm, who's the needy one now?" You mumbled, sending wet kisses down past her navel.

Cordelia wrapped a hand in your hair, pulling slightly at the strands just enough to elicit a moan from you, and force your face to look up at her.

"How about you just use that pretty little mouth to fuck me."

You only smirked at her words as you returned to kissing along her body, but stopping along her hip bone to leave fresh love bites along her porcelain skin.

Cordelia squirmed when your head reached her lace panties. Her body ached for you. Hips bucked in anticipation as your teeth took hold of her panties, slowly sliding the thin fabric down her legs.

Your eyes never left hers as you kissed your way up her calves, across her inner thighs, and over to her bare wet pussy. You had never seen her so wet before, and you couldn't wait to taste her dripping cunt.

Your tongue licked the strip up her folds, Cordelia immediately raking her fingers through your hair. You circled her clit slowly and meticulously that forced a sinful moan out of the witch.

"Just like that—" Her smooth legs held you close, while her fingers held your head right where she wanted you.

Cordelia was quick to fall into a blissful state as you lavished her cunt, the fireplace behind you crackling loudly, flames growing brighter the more pleasure you gave Cordelia.

"M-more, I need more! Please," the sound of your lover begging only encouraged you to give her everything she desired.

A single finger easily slid past her entrance covered in arousal, the added sensation leaving Cordelia breathless. As you multitasked, tongue swiping at her clit and finger slowly sliding in and out of her, Cordelia's back arched ever so slightly with quiet whimpers escaping past her lips.

You couldn't help but gaze at the woman in front of you, the way her porcelain skin flowed under the firelight. The way her body squirmed at your touch. And you couldn't help but hum in approval when the grip on your hair tightened.

"Fuck, I need more! Baby please!"

A second finger slid inside her cunt, instantly finding the soft spot with each thrust that had elongated moans reverberating off the dimly lit walls.

Cordelia could feel her body heating up, beads of sweat forming along her chest and forehead, both from warmth from the fire and her own body working itself up from pleasure.

"How's that feel, baby?" You sweetly asked, eyes noting every movement Cordelia made.

"Soo good," the blondes breath was shaky and low.

You picked up your pace against her cunt, ignoring the strain you felt against your forearm as you worked your way to give Cordelia the best treatment she deserves.

Cordelia could feel the welcoming knot in her abdomen, fingers gripping onto your hair to keep your head in place. The witch wasn't taking any chances of you pulling away and making her wait to finish.

"I'm so close.." Her eyes grew bright from the dancing flames as her gaze fell upon you between her legs.

"Let go, baby."

Cordelia's legs stiffened around you, a sharp gasp followed by the roaring of the fireplace behind you let you know that the witch was at her peak. Her back had lifted from the floor, toes curling, and fingers pulling at your hair.

"Fuck!"

The blonde was unable to form a full sentence as she came along your fingers that refused to stop, allowing your lover to ride her high as long as possible.

You hummed as you tasted her along your tongue, slowing your movements little by little on her cunt. Cordelia's vision went blurry, chest riding and falling rapidly as she attempted to catch her breath.

"Okay, okay— I can't—" Cordelia pulled at your hair, forcing your head away from her dripping pussy.

You swiped at your bottom lip with a smirk, immediately crawling your way up her lightly freckled body to engulf her in a heated kiss. You were quick to straddle her, hands fiddling with her tits as her tongue dipped into your mouth.

Her own hands roamed your body, sliding down your sides before grabbing hold of your hips and pulling you the rest of the way down to her. Your wet pussy pressed against her own, and your hips couldn't help but needlessly grind down against her.

"Oh my god..." your words were breathless into the kiss.

Her grip was tight along your hips, manicured nails ever so slightly digging into your skin as she guided you back and forth.

"That feels so good," you whimpered.

Cordelia was already sensitive due to her previous orgasm, but the newfound pleasure from your clit grinding against hers had her eager to chase after another high.

"Let me see you, baby." Cordelia was not only eager to reach another orgasm, but she was even more eager to watch you grind yourself against her.

With one last kiss to her lips, and gently pulling at her lower as you lifted up, Cordelia's chestnut eyes danced over your figure.

There was nothing the witch loved more than to see you on top of her. The way your hair fell around your face, the slight jiggle in your tits as you moved, and the way your hips needlessly moved as you pleasured yourself on her.

"You're so damn beautiful," her hands dipped behind you, grabbing a steady hold of your ass.

Your own hands squeezed at her tits as you held yourself together, a loud hum escaping your throat at her words as your own mouth was unable to form a sentence.

"Just like that, baby. You're doing so good."

You could feel the heat creep onto your cheeks, not from the roaring fireplace behind you, but from the words coming from Cordelia's lips.

She loved praising you and admiring you just as much as you loved to hear it from her. It only made you want to work harder, do your best to ensure you would hear those words again.

You could feel your legs begin to stiffen and your hips start moving at their own pace, and you could feel yourself getting worked up towards your release.

You easily slid across Cordelia's soaked pussy, low moans filling the room as the both of you felt the pleasure only increase.

"So..close..." you whimpered.

"Not yet, baby. I'm almost there. Just a little bit longer."

Cordelia's nails dragged along your hips, leaving minor scratches in their wake that only elicited another moan from you as you lazily nodded your head at her words.

Your stomach tightened and you knew you could finish right then and there, but if Cordelia said to wait, then you would wait for her. You love when you came together. The way your bodies would orgasm at the same time, filling you both with a feeling of euphoria and bliss.

"I can't— 'Delia, please," you whined.

Cordelia's head fell back, mouth agape as her own hips moved in the opposite directions yours did to speed up the process.

It didn't take long thereafter for the witch to nod her head rapidly, moans becoming more consistent as she hurried quickly towards her release.

"Fuck! Come with me!" The words flew from her mouth just before she pulled her bottom lip sharply between her teeth.

Cordelia's legs shook while your breathing stopped, all sounds coming from you going silent as you came along Cordelia's cunt. The blonde followed you soon after, eyebrows knitting as her grip along your hips never ceased.

The flames from the dimly lit candles spread throughout the room went out in a flash, only the fire from the fireplace cascading a glow over both you and Cordelia.

You gasped as you finally caught your breath, Cordelia loosening her grip on you to instead ease up your shaky movements. Your body shook as Cordelia's hands slid to your back, urging your body forward to press her lips against yours.

Your breasts fell in line with Cordelia's as your hands slid to her slim waist. The blonde couldn't help but close her legs, squeezing her thighs tightly together as your lips were pressed together as one.

Cordelia sighed after you broke from the kiss for air, your head immediately falling to the crook of her neck. Her fingers ran tender lines up and down your back as you gave her neck a tender kiss, both of you silently laying there in each other's arms.

The witch was expecting the effects of the potion to wear off by now, but grew curious as to why when she was pressing her thighs together, that she felt the same ache between her thighs as before.

She needed more. Craved for more. Desired more.

You could feel the woman move slightly beneath you, but she gave you no chance to think on it when she expertly flipped the two of you over, eliciting an unexpected gasp from you. The woman now sat on top of you, eyes completely filled with desire as she lowered her lips to hover just centimeters over yours.

"Oh I'm not done just yet." A wicked smirk toyed at her lips, mascara covered eyelashes fluttering as she lowered her tone next to your ear. "I want to ride your face. To feel you lavish every inch of me. To come along your tongue as my fingers play with your pussy."

You felt the same ache she did, the need for more pushing you to force your lips back against hers in a heated kiss that left both of you feeling feral.

If that's what Cordelia wanted, you were going to give it to her... and so much more.

#sarah paulson #cordelia goode x reader #cordelia goode #ahs coven #american horror story #ahs fanfic #ahs fandom #fanfic #smut #lesbiansmut #wlw smut #oneshot #praise #scissor sisters #let’s hope there’s not many mistakes

[emmalandry]

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟛𝟘 ~ 𝕄𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

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Sitting down in your shared bed, across from eachother. Kyle is palming himself through his pants, as you begin to tease your clit.

You’re completely naked, with Kyle still in his pajama pants. His bulge is eminent. “Please Ky. Take them off. Can’t take this. ‘s not fair.” You pout your lip and give him puppy dog eyes.

“Awe what’s the matter, baby? Can’t control yourself?” He asks tauntingly as he grips himself through his pajamas. He’s not wearing anything underneath, you can tell.

“Cmon Ky. Don’t be like this. Please.” His teasing is only making you wetter but you don’t know how much longer you can go without seeing him bare infront of you.

Your fingers run up and down your dripping slit. “Don’t you wanna touch yourself for me? Hm?” You’re biting your bottom lip now, anything to convince him.

He rolls his eyes and gives you a cheesy smile, before taking his cock out of his pants. It’s standing tall and proud, slapping against his muscular tummy.

The precum is oozing down his cock and onto his happy trail. “ ‘s pretty Ky. Just like you.” Your head rolls back as you enter your fingers inside your cunt.

He picks up his stroke pace, but he’s still gently squeezing the tip to make his precum drip out more. “You’re so beautiful baby, such a pretty pussy. Know your little fingers can’t reach as deep as mine can. ‘sn’t that right, princess?”

“Needa Cum. Please have to cum!” You beg and plead with him and who is he to resist your cute little whimpers as you finger fuck yourself imagining it’s him.

“Go ahead baby, im right there with you. Go ahead. Be a good girl, cum for me.” That’s all it takes for your juices to gush all down your fingers as his sticky cum shoots onto his tummy.

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#kyle spencer #Kyle spencer smut #kyle spencer fluff #franken kyle #zoe benson #ahs coven #ahs season 3 #madison montgomery #cordelia goode #fiona goode #myrtle snow #ahs witches #ahs apocalypse

[aecassie]

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𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑦𝑙𝑒'𝑠 "𝑧𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛" 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝒴𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛, ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜.

𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟: 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡, 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘈, 𝘬𝘺𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 :(, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢, 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺/𝘯.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝑦𝑒𝑝, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑑. 𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑘𝑦𝑙𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑚, 𝑖𝑓 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡. 𝒦𝑦𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑓𝑎𝑣 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒, 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠!

𝚈/𝙽 = 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙷/𝙲 = 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛

𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑛!𝑘𝑦𝑙𝑒 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𓂂 ˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ 🦷 ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ ˖👥 빨 : 🪡 간 . 색✺ · 𓈒 ꕊ🦴. ⁺ ˳ ✢ ̥ৎ୭ ॱ 🌇ꊞ₊ . ྀྀ‎⠀◌

Você tinha se mudado para academia faz 5 meses. Era uma bruxa, jovem mas talentosa.

Seus poderes são vários: Telepatia, regeneração, cura, telecinese, manipulação mental, manipulação de ambiente e manipulação do fogo. Você era a única bruxa da academia capaz de manipular totalmente um elemento da natureza, o fogo, é claro.

Resumindo, você é consideravelmente poderosa.

Seu principal poder (o que você mais usa) é a Telepatia, e o modo como funciona em você é digamos "inusitado". Você consegue ler a mente de qualquer pessoa se colocar a palma de sua mão levemente na cabeça dela. Também consegue tranquilizá-la, fechando os olhos e passando sua magia branca a ela.

No seu segundo dia na academia, você foi a uma festa de fraternidade (as quais você odeia) com Madison, onde em decorrência de vários eventos, ela capotou um ônibus. O problema era que, seu melhor amigo, Kyle Spencer estava lá dentro. E ele acabou morrendo, mesmo não tendo feito nada.

Você então foi ao necrotério junto com Madison, juntou as partes do corpo dele e de outros garotos e o "ressuscitou". Bom, "ressuscitou", porque Madison desistiu no meio do processo, você teve que fazer o resto e Kyle acordou como um Frankestein irritado, que matou um dos guardas do local.

Seu poder acabou por chamar Misty, que cuidou dele.

Você o levou para a academia, Madison ficou por alguns dias querendo "dividir ele" com você, mas quando ela se cansou dele, deixou pra lá. Desde então, você têm cuidado de Kyle, literalmente. Você leva comida pra ele, o ajuda a vestir as roupas, dá desenhos para ele colorir, o coloca pra dormir e muito mais. Meio que ninguém liga pra Kyle, sempre o deixam de escanteio, exceto você e as vezes, Zoe.

Fiona encontrou a suposta mãe de Kyle, e te disse para "se livrar do garoto rapidamente". Cordelia te aconselhou a "levá-lo para onde não deveria ter saído, para o lar dele".

Lá estava você, sem escolha, arrumando as duas camisetas e 2 calças que Kyle tinha. Ele te olhava confuso, sentado na ponta de sua cama.

"R-roupas? P-p-por q-que?" -- Kyle te pergunta e te olha inocentemente, o que te quebrou. -- "Você vai saber, Ky."

Roupas dobradas, você e Kyle foram ao seu carro, em direção a casa da mãe dele. Olhando para o lado, você viu Kyle observando fascinado as árvores que passavam por fora da janela. "O que eu faço?" Você se perguntou pensando na dor de simplesmente deixar Kyle lá, como se ele fosse um objeto que você usou e não quer mais.

Não era assim. Você não queria que fosse assim.

Você pensou em dar meia volta e ficar com ele, como o prometeu.

Mas era a mãe dele, e você melhor do que qualquer um sabia como era ruim não ter a própria mãe por perto.

Você estacionou o carro, saiu e foi até o banco traseiro, onde Kyle se encontrava. Quando ele olhou e viu a fachada da casa, começou a se encolher, e quanto mais você tentava o tirar do carro, mais ele grunhia.

"O que há de errado, Kyle? É sua casa, precisamos ir. Sua mãe está desesperada." -- Foi em vão.

Por volta de 4 ou 5 minutos depois, você conseguiu o tirar de dentro do veículo. Você o levou até a porta da casa, mas ficou lá, esperando pela mãe dele. O rosto da mulher se revelou no momento em que ela abriu a porta. Ela estendeu os braços, tentando abraçar Kyle, mas ele se agarrou a sua cintura como uma criança pequena.

"NÃO!" -- Kyle gritou, te assustando. A mãe de Kyle então, te pediu para entregá-la o menino, e assim você tentou fazer. -- "NÃO!!" -- Kyle gritou mais forte, e foi nessa hora em que você percebeu que algo não estava certo. -- "Ky, é sua mãe. Está tudo bem, eu posso vir te visitar." -- Você o disse calmamente, mas a medida em que as palavras saiam de seus lábios, ele parecia se desesperar mais. -- "F-ficar." -- Kyle disse e você o olha confusa. -- "C-com v-v-você." -- Kyle já estava chorando. -- "Kyle, não posso te deixar longe de sua própria mãe" -- Você explicou e sentiu o aperto em sua cintura se intensificar. -- "Isso Kyle, escute o que ela disse. Se lembra de mim? Sou sua mamãe, meu bom garoto." -- Meu bom garoto. Assim que Kyle ouviu aquelas palavras ele pareceu perder a cabeça. -- "NÃO! V-VOCÊ NÃO! S/N!" -- Ele disse furioso, te abraçando tão forte que você pensou que se ele te soltasse você cairia.

Você levantou a cabeça e o olhou no fundo dos olhos. -- "Kyle, o que houve?" -- Ele apenas pegou sua mão direita e pressionou sua palma sobre a testa dele. Você entendeu o que ele queria dizer. -- "Quer que eu descubra o que está pensando?" -- Ele assentiu. A mãe de Kyle te olhava confusa.

Você fechou os olhos e foi aí que viu. Viu tudo o que Kyle passou.

Flashbacks dos gritos dele, do desespero dele.

Você não conseguiu identificar com clareza quem era a mulher em cima dele, mas aí, você se forçou a ver.

Ela. A própria mãe de Kyle.

Lágrimas escorriam pelos seu olhos quando retirou a mão do rosto do garoto. Toda a sua tristeza se transformou em ódio, em questão de segundos. Os flashbacks de Kyle não foram os únicos que vieram em sua mente. Os seus também. Ninguém nunca soube, ninguém além de sua mãe. Quando você tinha 7 anos passou pela mesma situação, mas com seu tio. "Tio John" era como o chamava. Aquilo acabou com sua vida.

Você começou a chorar, mas juntou toda sua força e desferiu um tapa no lado esquerdo da face da mulher, que tentou revidar, porém antes que pudesse, foi arremessada para uma parede de concreto. Sua telecinese ainda estava se desenvolvendo, mas era consideravelmente boa.

Você iria atrás dela, mas escutou o choro baixinho de Kyle. -- "E-eu v-vou f-f-ficar com v-você?" -- Kyle perguntou -- "Sim Ky, você vai. Não me importo com a Fiona, eu dou um jeito." -- Você passa delicadamente as mãos sobre o rosto de Kyle e o abraça, o deixando molhar seu ombro com lágrimas. Vocês dois foram até seu carro, entraram e se olharam. -- "Vai demorar um pouco até Fiona te aceitar lá. Não é melhor você ir morar com Misty?" -- Ele balança a cabeça freneticamente. -- "E-eu n-não me i-i-importo c-com o q-quan-to i-isso d-d-demore, e-enquanto e-e-eu e-estiver c-com v-você, e-eu e-e-estou s-se-seguro." -- Kyle te olhou. Ele sorriu quando disse isso, e cara, ele sorriu tão inocentemente. Você facilmente o descreveria como um anjinho indefeso. Um anjinho indefeso que precisava de você, de seu amor, de seu carinho e de sua proteção.

E você se certificaria de garantir tudo isso para ele.

Sem nem sentir, pequenas lágrimas desceram pelas suas bochechas rosadas. Você meio que se sentiu "especial" para alguém por um momento. Você finalmente poderia ajudar alguém, dar o amor que nunca recebeu. Sorrindo de lábios cerrados, você colocou sua mão em cima da mão de Kyle, que abaixou a cabeça e te olhou novamente, os olhinhos brilhando. -- "Acho uma boa ideia passarmos no Starbucks primeiro, não acha?" -- Kyle sorri em resposta, você se vira para agarrar o volante e vai em direção à cafeteria. Você pegou o cardápio de cafés e mostrou a Kyle, ele apontou para o café com leite coberto com chantilly. Sempre foi o favorito dele, desde antes de sua morte. Você escolheu um Frappuccino com base de café, o melhor em sua humilde opinião. Saindo do local com 2 copos nas mãos, você entregou um deles para Kyle, que te esperava sentado em um dos bancos de madeira. Kyle sorriu e tentou tomar o café, derrubando um pouco, mas a bagunça foi logo limpada por você, com a ajuda de um lencinho que você pegou já prevendo um possível acidente.

Após tomarem suas bebidas, vocês resolveram voltar para a academia.

"Ai meu Deus, se aquela velha descobrir que ele voltou, ela te mata!" -- Madison diz ironicamente e você apenas revira os olhos e o leva até a sala principal. -- "Ué, ele não ia embora?" -- Queenie pergunta confusa apontando para Kyle. -- "Sim, mas não vai mais." -- Você sorri de leve e quando tenta prosseguir seu caminho com Kyle, é parada pelas vozes de Cordelia e... Fiona.

"Eu te disse, Fiona" -- O tom de Cordelia parecia divertido. -- "Jesus Cristo, o que raios preciso fazer ou dizer para fazer vocês começarem a me obedecer?!" -- Fiona te lança do outro lado do cômodo e Kyle rapidamente corre até você. Sorte sua que, de tanto levar essas "rasteiras" da mulher, nem doía mais. -- "S/n?" -- Kyle coloca as mãos em seu rosto, analisando cada detalhe seu. -- "Eu estou bem, Ky, está tudo bem." -- Fiona revira os olhos e acende um cigarro. -- "Certo, fique com o garoto, mas cuide dele. Não sou babá de ninguém." -- A voz de Fiona já não era tão próxima, estava no corredor. Kyle te olhou preocupado, mas pareceu se tranquilizar quando você o lançou um sorriso reconfortante, mesmo estando meio tonta. -- "Vamos?" -- Você pergunta a Kyle que concorda e pega na sua mão te ajudando a levantar. Vocês dois vão até o quarto compartilhado e se deitam juntos. Ele aconchega o rosto na curva de seu pescoço e se agarra a sua cintura. Você puxa um cobertor por cima de vocês, o favorito dele. -- "M-música?" -- Kyle te olhou como um cachorrinho pidão e você sorriu, sabendo que ele queria que você cantasse para ele, o que definitivamente o acalmava e o fazia dormir. Você começou a fazer carinho, bagunçando levemente os fios loiros do garoto, que sorriu e abaixou os olhos. Uma bela melodia saía de seus lábios, em específico, uma de um dos filmes da Disney, intitulada "Brilha linda flor". Para qualquer um, aquilo seria estúpido. Mas para você e ele, era reconfortante. Sua voz fina e relaxante soando, as batidas do coração de Kyle se acalmando e o aperto em seu peito indo embora. Olhando detalhadamente, percebeu Kyle adormecido. Você sorriu e o abraçou por completo, beijando o topo de seus cabelos loiros desgrenhados e adormecendo junto a ele depois.

"Ninguém nunca mais vai te machucar, Ky."

Essa era sua promessa a partir daquele dia. E você não iria quebrá-la.

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[marchtomydrums]

You're Mine

Cornelia Goode x Mina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader

You hated parties they just weren’t your thing. There were always too many people, loud music, and people who can’t handle their alcohol. Overall it was a no for you but Billie loved parties. Especially ones where she was the guest of honor. It was the anniversary of her show and the whole cast, crew, and their families were invited. That’s how she managed to drag you, Cordelia, and Mina along with her.

Cordelia didn’t seem to mind she was happy to be out with her girls. She made you dance with her a few times. But mostly you sat next to Mina. The redhead told you to go have fun with Delia and Billie but you told her you’d much rather be with her. Mina understood that parties weren’t your thing because they weren’t hers either. But we do things for the ones we love even if it’s things we don’t want to do.

Cordelia had just come back to the table with some drinks for you and Mina as you watched Billie float across the room. This was her element. She loved the attention she was receiving. You didn’t mind, she was absolutely beautiful and brilliant she deserves the attention. However, you noticed a young blonde girl following her around. She clung to Billie's side all night. Laughing loudly every time your girlfriend spoke. Her hands would linger just a little too long on Billie's arm. Her gaze would wander up and down Billie’s body. You didn't like this.

“Who is that girl?” You asked your girlfriends. They gazed over at the girl in question.

“Oh, that’s Julie. She’s one of Billie’s assistants.” Cordelia says.

“Okay well, Julie is getting on my nerves.” You grumbled.

The older women chuckled.

“I’m serious why is she touching her?” You asked glaring in their direction.

The older women were shocked by your reaction. Out of the four of them, you were typically the shy and quiet one. You never showed signs of jealousy before.

Mina leans over in her chair whispering in your ear. “Little one green isn’t a good color on you.”

“If that was me you’d be pissed!” You said turning to face the redhead. She chuckles looking over at Cordelia.

“She has a point.”

Cordelia smiles and was about to say something when she noticed Billie walking over. And of course, Julie was following behind her like a puppy.

“How are my beautiful ladies,” Billie asked with a smile.

Cordelia and Mina smile at her while you kept a death stare on Julie.

“When are we leaving?” You asked coldly looking over at Billie.

The blonde raised her eyebrow at your tone “Well…”

“Ms. Howard still has people she has to mingle with,” Julie said cutting her off.

“I’m sorry I didn’t realize I was talking to you.” You stated looking back at the girl causing Mina and Delia to glance at each other in shock.

The girl smiles awkwardly as she reaches for Billie's hand. “Look the Petersons are here now they’ve been dying to meet you.”

“Julie..” you called out to the girl.

“Yeah?”

“You have really pretty hands.”

“Oh umm…thank you,” she says with a smile looking down at her hands.

“It would be a shame if something were to happen to them.”

All three of your girlfriends looked at you in shock.

“I’m sorry?” Julie questioned.

“If you touch my girlfriend one more time your hands won’t be so pretty anymore.” You growled.

Julie gasped removing her hands immediately.

“Umm. Julie why don’t you go speak to the Petersons and I’ll meet you over there in a few.” Billie says to the girl sending her off with a smile.

Once she’s gone Billie sits down at the table across from you.

“What was that?” She asked.

“What? I’m just letting her know.” You said.

“She’s my assistant y/n.”

“I don’t care if she’s the Queen of fucking England. She’s been following you around all night, laughing extremely too loud, and touching you every chance she gets and I don’t like it.”

Billie smirks as she gets up from her seat walking over to you. She crouched down to be at eye level with you.

“Now you know that I only have eyes for you princess. And Cordelia and Mina of course. I swear I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I know. But I’m still mad.”

Billie chuckles kissing you softly.

“I love you, Princess.”

“I love you too. Now go talk to the Petersons so we can go, please. I want to go home.”

Billie sighs as she nods her head walking off to greet the couple. Mina and Cordelia give each other a look as they gather their things.

“Honey you know she would never hurt us like that,” Cordelia says softly.

“I know. I just want to go home.” You sighed.

Mina comes up behind you wrapping her arms around your waist.

“We’re leaving now sweetheart. Come on Billie will meet us at the car.”

You waited thirty minutes for Billie to come to the car. Mina was in the passenger seat and Cordelia was in the driver's seat. Finally, Billie walks out of course Julie follows opening the car door for her.

“Have a good night,” Julie says with a smile as Billie climbs in the back next to you.

“You too Julie.”

Once the door was shut you moved quickly across the seat grabbing Billie's jaw as you pulled her into a rough kiss. The blonde moans into your mouth giving your tongue open access. Your hands roughly pull on her waist until she is straddling your lap.

“You’re mine.” You growled biting her bottom lip.

Billie moans nodding her head “I’m yours, baby girl.”

You smiled into the kiss as your hand travels under her dress sliding her panties to the side allowing your fingers to run up her wet slit.

“This better be for me.” You growled.

Billie moans as her head drops down to your shoulder.

“It is baby. All for you.” She whines as you enter her with two fingers.

“Do you always let her touch you like that?” You asked thrusting your finger into her. She moans as she shakes her head.

“Answer me.”

“No baby. I don’t... I don’t.”

“Then why does she think that’s okay?”

“I…I don’t…I don’t know.” She stutters feeling her release approaching.

“Monday morning you will tell her that kind of behavior is not allowed. You will tell her that there are only three people who can touch you like that and she's not one of them. If she doesn’t like it she can find another job. Understand?” You asked picking up speed.

Billie moans loudly nodding her head.

“Use your words, Billie Dean.”

“Ahh. Yes. I will tell her. I promise.”

“Good.” You smiled as your thumb circled her clit causing her to go over the edge.

“Ahh. Uh. Y/n! God Yes.” Billie chants as her head rolls back.

You slowed your pace down as she comes down from her high. Her head founding its place on your shoulder as she breathed heavily.

“Holy shit,” Mina whispers causing both you and Billie to look at them. In the front seat, you see two sets of eyes staring at you in shock.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Cordelia says.

“I don’t know when this side of you came about but I like it little one,” Mina says with a smile.

You giggled shyly as you looked at Billie.

“I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“No baby doll you didn’t. You surprised me but you didn’t hurt me. I quite liked it.” she says with a smile.

You chuckled kissing her softly.

“I love you, Billie. “

“I love you too princess.”

“Alright, Delia. Let's get home so we can show our baby just how much we love her.” Billie says smiling back at the blonde.

Cornelia nods as she starts the car. Mina chuckled as she shifts in her seat. Billie goes to sit down in her spot when you stop her.

“Stay please,” you whispered.

Billie grins “Of course. Anything for my baby.”

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[billieandreneeswife]

Old lover part 2

Here she was standing in the room the feeling of everyone's emotions hit her like a train it was as if a hand was pulling her down into the wood flooring.

"Mom." A faint voice call out but she was stuck in a trance staring into the dark brown eyes

"Mom?" Still no response came from Eclipsa

"Mom!" That's when the damn broke Eclipsa finally came back to her senses a choked out sound came from her throat as she felt the last of the air leave her lungs. She felt her body heat up her temperature slowly getting warmer and that could cause her power's to out burst.

She felt strong arms wrap around her torso softly rocking her back and forth as one hand played with her hair. She took a deep inhale smelling the scent of the person who was holding her, a wave of jasmine and sandalwood along with a tiny hit of vanilla over took her senses

Eclipsa knew who it was as soon as the person touched her but smelling her brot back memories. "Oh Morticia if only you knew how much I still love you" she thought. Squeezing Morticia and barring her head deeper into the women's chest she took a deep inhale and excited softly, causing the taller women to chuckle.

As they pulled apart Eclipsa felt a whine bubble in her throat. She felt calm but the pit of dread still sat in her abdomen, her body felt cooler but not back to her regular cold temperature that settled on her skin.

Taking a deep inhale in she grabbed her daughter's soft cold hands and brought them over on the black leather couch.

"I'm quite sorry everyone for my little episode that just happened a few seconds ago sometimes they just happen to appear out of nowhere." Eclipsa smiled clearly embarrassed

"It's quite fine Ms. Desjardins everyone has a little accident some times." Smiled principal weems

"Now you are here to transfer your daughter Clémence Desjardins to our wonderful school correct?"

"Yes I want her to learn about her powers even more and how to fully use them."

A loud laugh escaped through the principals mouth at what Eclipsa said "Forgive me Ms. Desjardins but aren't you one of the most well known witches in the magic world, and we also don't have a teacher who is supposed to teach about black magic or other things, most of parents send the children to Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, so your out of luck here."

A deadly glare was sent at the principal for what she said even Morticia was taken back by what Larissa said, yes her pass lover is a well known witch in their world but Eclipsa is a very busy woman with barely any time to spend with her daughter, how in the world would she have the time to tran her daughter even more though Morticia.

A forced smile made it's way on Eclipsa's lips as she thought over Weems words.

"Well excuse me but I would have thought a busy person like you would understand my struggles for not having time to be with love one's, how wait you don't have any."

The cocky smile left Larissa's lips as she heard the worlds of what Eclipsa said to her. Meanwhile Morticia smirked as she heard the sharp words that left Eclipsa's mouth and the look on Larissa's face, it brought back good memories of when the two would bicker over little thing's, and one of the reasons why she feel hard for Eclipsa.

#morticia addams x reader #principal weems #Wednesday #Enid #slow burn #eventual smut #Eclipsa just needs some love #Possibly Marilyn Thornhill x reader 👀🤷 #Mentions of ahs coven #Cordelia goode x reader

[afterdarkmax]

Imagine eating out Cordelia Goode

#american horror story #ahs coven #cordelia goode #cordelia foxx #ahs smut #ahs imagine #nsft #sarah paulson

[thesapphictimelady]

Sacred Purity Chapter 7

Word Count: 329 😭

Warnings: Lesbian relationship, sex in a church, domme/sub relationship, I will poke fin at the church a lot in this, spanking, blackmail

Characters: Wilhemina Venable and OC and special guest Cordelia Goode

A/N I am trying so hard to write but I just cannot make my brain focus these days

The door creaked open and a black heeled boot came into view. Sister Anastasia tried to angle her head to see the owner of the boot, but Ms. Venable stepped in front of her to greet the guest.

“It’s so good to see you darling,” the new woman said, kissing Ms. Venables cheek, “it’s been far too long!”

“Yes, it has. Thank you for coming out Ms. Goode,” Ms. Venable said stiffly,

Ms Goode laughed a melodic laugh. “Mina, I have told you time and time again. Cordelia. There’s no need to be so formal! Now, I suppose you want to get straight to business,” Ms Goode plopped her bag on the bed behind Sister Anastasia

“Would you be alright to stay here with her?” Ms. Venable asked, “I’m doubt those two idiots will be able to function any longer without me.”

“Of course Mina,” Ms. Goode said, smirking down at Sister Anastasia, “It’ll give us more time to…get to know each other.”

Ms. Venable walked around the bed and tapped the young girl, almost gently, on the back.

“I’ll be back this evening. Do exactly as you are told. And don’t disappoint me.”

Sister Anastasia nodded quickly, relaxing into the bed on her cue, “Yes Ms. Venable, I won’t disappoint you!”

“That’s my good girl,” Ms. Venable stroked her thumb across Sister Anastasia’s lips before she turned and left the room.

“Now,” Ms. Goode said, coming to stand in front of Sister Anastasia, “I heard you haven’t been following orders. My job is to teach you to do as you are told. We can do this the easy way. Or we can do it the hard way.”

‘I’ll listen! I promise!”, Sister Anastasia shuddered at the sadistic grin on her face.

“Good girls don’t speak unless they are instructed to do so,” Ms. Goode clicked her tongue, stroking the young woman’s cheek before slapping her, “Oh sweetie, it looks like we’ll have to do this the hard way.”

#sarah paulson #ahs apocalypse #american horror story #wilhemina venable #venable smut #cordelia goode

[dasy002]

Hi can I request #25 from the smutty list for Cordelia Goode Please? <3

BAD BUNNY

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Cordelia x fem!reader

Prompt: 25 SMUT "Always so fucking tight for me."

Warnings: SMUT (18+ minor DNI!), pet names, girl x girl, strap on, top!Cordelia x bottom!reader, swearing, orgasm denial, pet names (?), mistress kink (kinda), spanking

I'm sorry this suck! I'm not used to write about girls with strap on or whatever, please forgive me.

Love ya all

Daisy 💜

Misbehaving is your favourite thing to do. Especially since you found out that it alway lead to Delia fucking you into tomorrow.

That's why tonight during dinner you spent all time chatting and flirting with Zoe, making sure to get so close to her that your knees are touching and your hand is resting on her thigh.

For the whole duration of the meal you haven't even glanced once at Cordelia, your eyes alway fixed on Zoe, lingering upon her body. On the other hand the Supreme eyes have never left you, you could feel them burning a hole in the back of your head. You didn't need to look at her to know that she was mad, her jaw clenched, mouth shut in a thin line as her eyes grew darker with jealousy by the second.

But the last straw was when you ignored the warnings she was whispering in your mind, continuing to flirt and rub yourself all over the young witch without restraint. That really made her snap and she had to shame in getting up abruptly from her seat, waking up to you only to wrap her hand around your neck and drag you upstairs.

That's how you find yourself laying on the bed, face down, arms tied behind your back screaming in pleasure as the Supreme pounds into you with her huge strap.

As soon as you got up there she lost no time, and with a snap of her finger and the help of some magic, you were already naked and tied up in the position she wanted you. And with no wercy she started railing you. 

"That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" She husk in a low voice while hitting a spot inside of you that made you meowl "You've been a bad bouny (y/n)." she then goes on "whoring yourself out to your little friend. Did you forget who owns you, little slut?" 

You moan in response being unable to speak as her trust gets harder and deeper inside your cunt. "Answer me bunny!" she commands in a stern tone, slapping your ass cheek. It burns, you can feel the hand print forming on your ass but you don't mind, you love it indeed and that's why you try to answer her question. You want to be her good girl "You owe me Ms Supreme. I'm your good girl!" you cry out in pure pleasure as your climax gets closer at every trust of the thick toy. "That's right bunny, your my toy always so fucking tight for me, uh?"

"Yes  Ms Supreme…. please Ms...." you beg in between the moans making Cordelia smirk "Are you close bunny?" she asks pulling your hair and you nod " Are you gonna cum for your Supreme like a good toy. Making a big mess on my cock? " she keeps mocking you as you say "Dee, I'm cum-'' you don't get to finish that you feel the plastic toy leave your cunt making you whine in disappointment. "Hush now bunny. You know the rules. Only good bunnies get to cum, bad bunnies have to get punished." she says, slapping your ass again.

Surely when you were teasing Cordelia at the dinner table your plan didn't concerne going to sleep high and dry.

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[lanawinterscigarettes]

BRO…………….. bottom cordelia

You're just saying what everybody's thinking tbh

That a Girl (Cordelia Goode x reader)

Warnings: SMUT, degradation, reader fucks Cordelia with a strap on/their dick, hair pulling, soft aftercare, bottom Cordelia, top reader

Cordelia bit her fist, trying to muffle her moans as you fucked her. She was currently bent over the side of her desk, trying her hardest to make sure neither one of you were loud enough to cause a disturbance. That's just what she needed- her mother catching the two of you in the act.

"Honey," she heard you say suddenly. "Why are you being so quiet? I know you can be louder than that."

"I- I don't want anyone to walk in-"

"Oh, you don't want to be caught, is that it? You're worried about somebody walking in to see you being fucked like the whore you are?"

She felt her face burn with embarrassment, because she knew what you said was true. She buried her face in her arms, hoping you wouldn't see how red it was.

Knowing what she was trying to do, you grabbed her by her hair and yanked her head back, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to get her attention. She swallowed hard, feeling your breath on her neck. "I asked you a question."

Cordelia gasped when she felt your fingers on her clit, not so subtly trying to make her louder by pushing her over the edge. "Y-yes."

"Yes, what?" You pinched her clit between your fingers, causing her to jerk forward.

"Yes! I'm a whore, and I don't want anybody to see me when I'm like this!"

You smirked, letting go of her hair so your hand could fall to rest on her hips while the other kept teasing her sensitive nub. "That a girl."

You could feel her trembling underneath you, and you knew she wasn't going to be able to last for much longer. This was confirmed by the increasing amount of moans that were coming from her, as well as how hard her hands were gripping the side of the desk. "I- I don't think I'm going to be able to make it much longer-"

"Aw, do you wanna cum?" You taunted.

She eagerly nodded her head, causing you to laugh.

"Beg first."

"Please, please, let me cum," she begged.

"I don't know...do you think you deserve to cum?"

"Yes, please, I've been such a good girl, please let me cum, please," she babbled, becoming desperate."

You pretended to think about it before responding. "Okay, I'm convinced. Go ahead, you can cum, baby."

She let out a series of pants and moans as she came, her knuckles turning white from how hard she was gripping the desk. You came moments later, your hands squeezing her hips so hard you knew they were going to leave a mark.

You whispered soft praises in her ear as you gently pulled out of her. "Good girl, Delia. Such a good girl, I'm so proud of you."

You helped her stand up, her legs shaking from the aftermath of her orgasm. Pulling out her chair, you sat her down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I'll be right back, okay? I'm going to go get you a glass of water."

She nodded, leaning into your touch. "Okay. Hurry back."

You gave her a smile as you left her office. You entered the kitchen to see Fiona sitting at the table, lighting a cigarette.

"Jesus Christ," she complained, taking a drag. "Could you be any louder?"

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[syntheticfoxfire]

Cordelia (AHS Coven) | Gasp smut | 0.7k

Her hands travelled up your body. She rubbed your stomach, leaving a trail of kisses as a bonus, dipping her tongue into your navel playfully to hide her nervousness. It was futile attempt. It was obvious just how much she worried. But your thought of reassuring her were chased from your mind as her hands found their way to your chest. Her touch was feather-light, gentle, her smooth palms sending shivers down your spine and lower. All with anticipation of what was about to come. She massaged your breasts, teasing your sensitive nipples by rubbing circles around them with her thumbs while she kissed up your sternum. Then finally her hands reached your neck. She wrapped her hands around it, squeezing as little as physically possible. It made you chuckle how careful and loving she was with you. She truly was an angel. You looked into her brown eyes lovingly, with a hint of mischief.

“Delia, it’s okay. You won’t hurt me.” You smiled, running your hands up and down her thighs as she straddled your hips. She grinded against you gently, making you both moan out. “I don’t want to cause you pain,” she bit her lip, dragging her thumb over your lower lip. Despite her uncertainty, you could feel her wetness dripping down your own folds which only served to arouse you more. “You won’t,” you reassured her softly, “You don’t even have to use too much force, okay? Let’s just try it out – that’s if you want to, of course. I don’t mind if we don’t do it.” You kept on stroking her thighs, rubbing circles into her skin to make her relax. “I want to, I’m just not sure what’s enough,” she admitted with a chuckle, looking at you for support. You shook your head and moved your hands to lay them on hers on your throat. You laced your fingers together, squeezing with enough force to restrict your breathing significantly but not to cut it off entirely. You shift under her, bucking your hips up to hers and moan with a deep hum. The pleasure combined with the difficulty to breath and her dominance over you, the whole sinful mix, was driving you crazy. Her eyes clouded with lust as she squeezed tiny bit more, setting a slow pace of grinding against you. You gasped, throwing your head back, eyes rolling back. You let go of her hands, seeing as she was now fine on her own, and let them roam over her body. First you caressed her sides gently, a little reminder that you love her and she’s not hurting you. She seemed to appreciate it, leaning down to kiss you quickly, passionately, but even that was enough to take your breath again, she noted with a smug smile. You bucked up again with a happy mewl. You loved seeing her get more dominant more than anything in the world, glad that she was able to let go with you. You slid your hands to her chest, stroking around her breast with your knuckles as your mind was getting hazy and clouded with pleasure. You hardly registered the soft, quiet pleads you were moaning out. She quickened her moves in reaction to your attention to her body. You ghosted your fingertips above her nipples, letting her lean into your touch, work for it, if she wanted it. She squeezed your throat in warning, reminding you who’s in charge. You whined, hips moving in sync with hers. You were so close. She was like a drug to you and with the way she was acting now, you just wouldn’t last long. It was too much, the lack of oxygen, her intoxicating scent and delicious friction between your bodies. You would believe you died and were in heaven. You disobeyed her wish once more however, only to move your hands lower. One you rested on her hip, squeezing the tender flesh and the other between her legs, stimulating her clit further, making her lashes flutter. She looked so beautiful, her eyes half-closed in bliss, moans and your name rolling off her tongue like prayer.  “I love you, Delia,” you choked out, meeting her eyes, focusing on them through the fog enveloping your mind. She responded only by whimpering your name, leaning down to catch your lips again, grounding her hips against yours. Ecstasy flooded both of your bodies. She let go of your throat but you didn’t need oxygen anymore; you only needed her.

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[traumatisedfangirl]

OUT OF HER SYSTEM

pairing: cordelia goode/foxx x misty day | foxxay

word count: 1 680

warnings: a little bit of a angst but mostly smut, minors do not interact.

summery: takes place during coven, the night after cordelia tells hank she is filing for divorce in the greenhouse with misty. misty can't sleep, she is too worked up from being around cordelia all day, every day.

author's note: special thanks to @funnyflamboyantfruity for proof reading this for me and just generally being a cool person.

Misty day isn’t someone who usually does this. In fact, before she met miss Cordelia she had only touched herself a handful of times. But after she met her, it was as if something had shifted in her. Not only did she have butterflies in her stomach whenever she was around her, something else was happening lower in her body. She was wet. And not just a little bit, really wet. 

It was frustrating. They were around each other all day. She spent her entire days incredibly worked up without being able to do anything about it. So who could blame her when she needed to release some of that frustration in order to fall asleep at the end of one of those days?

The academy was quiet. She was pretty sure everyone else had already gone to bed. It was dark in her room except for the little light the moon provided. Misty never closed the curtains before going to bed. Why close off the only connection she had to nature here at the academy? 

She was laying in bed in a Fleetwood Mac t-shirt and a pair of lacy underwear. What kind of underwear she wore had never really mattered before. No one was going to see them anyway so why not just wear the most comfortable ones, even if they are ugly? But that was before she met Cordelia. Not that Delia was ever going to see her underwear anyways, but she wanted to be pretty in her presence. And pretty for her now meant wearing pretty lacy underwear.

Maybe she also secretly still hoped miss Cordelia would one day see her in her pretty lacy underwear. Maybe she still hoped Cordelia Foxx, or well, Goode now, saw her the way she saw her. And maybe that hope had grown out of proportion after she told her husband she was filing for divorce right infront of her, after having asked her to stay. ”She and I have much bigger concerns than this conversation”. What exactly had she meant by that? She knew she was probably reading into it too much. But it was hard not to.

It was hard not to fall for Delia. Not only was she extremely beautiful, but she was also the first person in Misty’s life to seemed like they genuinely cared for her. She was going to leave the academy. This didn’t feel like home. No one genuinely cared for her here either. That was, until she met miss Cordelia. She took her hand and Misty finally felt like she was home. That was the first time she felt the butterflies. Cordelia didn’t have working eyes then, they had been reduced to marbles without any function. But she was still breathtakingly beautiful. Still is today with her mismatched eyes, one brown and one blue.

After they started spending more time together, she noticed the wetness for the first time. And after that came the frustration about not being able to do anything about it. She had been frustrated for days. Wet for this woman for days. If she could only get it out of her system, maybe she could move on and be the friend Cordelia deserves. She just had to get it out of her system.

Her hand crept down her body until she reached the waistband of her lacy underwear. Before slipping her hand inside she cupped herself to see just how wet she really was. As she suspected, she was soaked. It was almost embarrassing how someone could make her this wet for them with just innocent touches and words. Touches and words that they had no idea affected her in this way.

Brining her hand back up she slipped inside. Her clit was throbbing. She started making large circles around it and her hips jerked upwards. 

”Someone is a little desperate”, she imagined Cordelia saying to her.

The thought was followed by a whimper. Misty took her bottom lip between her teeth to try and keep quiet as she continued circling her clit. She imagined miss Cordelia was the one touching her.

”Whimpering for me like a good girl”, fantasy Delia continued.

Misty hummed and sped up the movement of her fingers.

She brought her other hand up to her chest and started playing with one of her nipples, still imagining it was Cordelia doing it to her. It hardened almost instantly. She gave her other nipple the same treatment. All the while still circling her clit.

”Nipples hardening just by the thought of me touching them, you really are needy”, her imagined friend and teacher told her.

She whined in response to that.

Misty dragged the hand that had previously been playing with her nipples up and down her stomach a few times before settling at the waistband of her underwear, next to the hand circling her clit.

”Are you ready for my fingers, Mist?”, miss Cordelia questioned in her mind.

Her answer came in the form of Misty nodding eagerly.

She slipped her second hand into her underwear and circled her entrance.

”Seems like you are more than ready, you are practically dripping for me”, fantasy Cordelia exclaimed.

Another whine escaped her mouth and she slipped a finger inside, only to the first knuckle.

”Please”, she whispered.

In her mind, Delia chuckled at that.

Misty groaned as she pushed the finger all the way in. It was too much and not at all enough at the same time. She started moving it and gasped at the feeling.

Truthfully, she had never actually fingered herself before. She had only played with her clit the previous times she had masturbated. But something about Cordelia made her crave having something inside of her. A craving she had never had before.

Mist continued the movement of both hands, and after a while she tried curving the finger that was inside of her. She let out a loud moan as she hit a particularly pleasurable spot.

Flushed she bit her lip harder than she had the previous time. She had to keep quiet unless she wanted to wake the other witches up, and she definitely didn’t want that.

”You are doing so well Misty, such a good girl”, imaginary Delia murmured.

Misty groaned and sped up the movement of the fingers on her clit.

”As wet as you are, you could probably take another finger, don’t you think?”, Cordelia asked in her fantasy.

Without much more thought one finger became two and she cried out. The stretch kind of hurt but it still felt so good.

”Shh, better keep quiet. You don’t want the others to know what you are doing to yourself now, would you?”, it was more of a statement than a question from fantasy Cordelia.

Misty shook her head nonetheless.

She realised she had actually dripped onto her sheets. How was she going to explain this tomorrow?

”So desperate for me, you are literally dripping onto your sheets. What do you think the real me would think of this?”, Delia questioned in Misty’s head.

Misty stilled her fingers. She didn’t want to think about that. Miss Cordelia would probably hate her forever. What kind of sick pervert touches themselves to the point of dripping at the thought of their friend and teacher?

”Hush now. The real me doesn’t have to know. And what I don’t know won’t hurt me, right?”, her imaginary Delia said soothingly to try and calm her down.

Hesitantly she nodded. Miss Cordelia doesn’t have to know about it. She just needs to get it out of her system and then she’ll be able to move on. Cordelia and her can be just friends after this.

Even more hesitantly she started moving her fingers again.

”There, there. You are doing so good”, Delia cooed in her fantasy.

Misty curved her fingers and hit that spot again, and her hips jerked upwards. 

She circled her clit faster and thrusted the two fingers inside of her harder, curving them with every thrust now. Staying quiet became increasingly difficult as she sped up. 

”What do you think I look like when I come? When I am completely lost in pleasure?”, she imagined Cordelia asking.

The images that filled Misty’s mind at that can only be described as completely erotic. Cordelia with her back arching crying out. Cordelia falling forward on the bed and mumbling incoherent words as her arms and legs could no longer keep her up. Cordelia with sweat dripping down her forehead, too exhausted to make any more sounds as her body is violently shaking. Cordelia, Cordelia, Cordelia.

”Fuck”, Misty muttered under her breath.

She doesn’t think she’ll ever get those images out of her mind. 

Her fingers worked even faster, she was chasing her high. 

”I think you can take one more finger, can’t you Misty?”, imaginary Cordelia grinned devilishly.

Two fingers became three and her eyes rolled back. The stretch hurt more than the last one, but damn if it didn’t feel fantastic either way.

Her body was shaking, breathing was labored. Sweat dripping down her chest.

She could feel her walls beginning to flutter around her fingers. She had to work twice as hard to keep up her speed, but it felt so good she wouldn’t for a second let that stop her.

Any minute now she would explode. Any second really.

But she couldn’t. Not without-

”Come for me”, she imagined Cordelia telling her, brushing away the strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead.

She flew over the edge, seeing entire galaxies, with a small ”Delia” escaping her lips.

”Yes, Misty?”

Out of breathe and a little confused she looked around the room. She definitely hadn’t imagined that.

”I’m coming in, you aren’t answering and it’s making me worried.”

Misty looked up and in the doorway stood none other than Cordelia herself.

Fuck. She definitely hadn’t gotten her out of her system. And now she stood here right infront of her after what she had just done to the thought of her. Her hands were still in her lacy underwear.

author's note: so uhh that happened. does anyone want a part two to this?

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Cordelia Goode Masterlist

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[marchtomydrums]

Don't Be A Grinch

Billie Dean Howard x Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Reader

“This place looks like a Santa Claus threw up all over it,” Mina grumbles looking around her home.

“Awe I think it's cute.” Billie smiles.

Mina huffs rolling her eyes.

“Awe come on Mina. Y/n loves Christmas and she was so excited to decorate. Be nice.” Cordelia begs.

“Yeah don't be a grinch!” Billie teases.

“It's not even Christmas! We haven't even had Thanksgiving yet!” Mina argues.

Before they can continue you come running down the stairs to greet them.

“Hey! I'm happy y'all are home. Do you like it?” you asked with a smile.

Billie pulls you in for a kiss “I love it, babydoll.”

“Really?”

Billie nods and Cordelia smiles at you as she kisses your cheek.

“It's a nice surprise love. You did a good job.” the blonde says making you smile more.

The two walk further into the living room leaving you and Mina at the door.

“Do you like it, Mina?” you asked nervously.

The redhead gives you a small smile. “I do. You definitely went all out.”

“I wanted our first Christmas all together to be special. Oh... And I got you something hold on.” you said running off.

Mina looks over at Cordelia and Billie who just shrug. They didn't know anything about your gift.

Running back you smile as you had Mina her gift. The redhead takes the bag opening it slowly as she retrieves the purple reindeer.

“I know it's a little childish to give you a stuffed animal but I saw this at the store and thought of you,” you said with a smile.

“This made you think of me?” she questioned.

“Well yeah. See all of the regular or ordinary ones were taken. But this one is unique. It was the only purple one. And you love purple and you're also unique. And some people don't see the beauty in that but I do.” you explained.

Billie and Cordelia smiled as they listened to you explain the gift.

You waited for a moment but then noticed tears in the redhead's eyes.

“Oh, Mina if you don't like it I can take it back. It's okay.”

“No. No. I like it. I like it a lot. Thank you little one.” she says with a smile.

“You're welcome. Can I have a kiss now?” you asked.

Mina chuckles as she pulls you into her “Come here.” she whispered kissing you softly causing a small moan to rise in your throat.

Billie clears her throat causing the two of you to break apart.

“And where is my gift princess?” she teased.

“I have many gifts for you but none of which you can have at the moment.” you smiled.

Billie frowns playfully “Well that sucks doesn't it Delia?” she asked nudging the blonde.

Cordelia sighs dramatically “It is a shame.”

You smirked as you slowly walked backwards to the staircase undoing the buttons on your top.

“Actually I'm mistaken I do have a gift you can unwrap right now. But you have to come and get me.” you grinned running up the stairs.

Billie is quick to chase after you causing you to sequel loudly. Cordelia stays behind and helps Mina up the stairs.

“What are we going to do with them?” Cordelia asked her.

Mina chuckles “I'm not sure we definitely have our work cut out for us.”

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updated last night then promptly fell asleep without posting here

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