you're just creating an army of anon zoya stans i guess so i am humbly requesting... a bit of smut with zoya? <3 <3
Smutty Drabble
A/N: OMG yes I'm so glad! Zoya stans are most welcome <3 and I desperately need to write more zoya x reader smut on here!! Coming right up!
CW: Smut! 18+ plz!
"Come here, pretty girl," you whisper, grabbing Zoya's thighs, pulling her on top of you. She settles in your lap, smiling, then she bends to press a sweet kiss to your lips, hands cupping your face. Your own hands grip her waist, fingers working soothing circles through the thin fabric of her tunic. Her hips start to move, slowly, but enough to make your hold tighten, then slide down to squeeze her full ass.
She gasps, and you take the opportunity to slide your tongue into her mouth. She wraps her lips around it, sucking softly, before she pulls away with a quiet pop.
"I love you," she mutters, and you instantly feel your cheeks redden and your heart begin to pound.
"I love you too, baby," you whisper into her skin, pressing soft, open mouthed kisses onto what's exposed of her chest. She hums, then reaches down, lifting her tunic and pulling it over her head.
With her breasts in your face, you waste no time, closing your lips around a soft, brown nipple. She bites her lip, she moans, she tangles her hands in your hair and pushes you deeper into her chest. Her nipple hardens from the attention, and you pull it gently with your teeth before switching to her other breast.
Again, her chest arches into your mouth, and you bring a hand up to squeeze her breasts, planting red and purple marks across her skin. She giggles while you leave your hickies, then gasps when you pinch her nipples harshly. "Possessive, are we?" she asks, voice laced with lust and desire.
You finally pull off of her chest, looking up and into her blue eyes. She smirks, and you shrug. "You're mine, aren't you, Zoya?"
She rolls her eyes, though it's playful. "You know I am, darling," she says, feigning exasperation.
You place a few more kisses to her chest, then begin working your way up her neck. "I just like to remind you sometimes," then you pull her lips to meet yours, a hand grasping the back of her neck.
You two share a heated kiss before you're pulling away, sitting up and rolling her to sit on the couch. "Gonna let me eat your pretty pussy, baby?" you ask, fingers already working the buttons on her trousers.
She bites her lip and nods furiously, a few whispered "pleases" falling from her lips. She raises her hips to help you pull her pants off of her legs, her panties sliding off, too. You place a kiss to the side of her knee, but before you can begin, she stops you, a hand tugging your hair.
Before you can ask her what she needs, she says, "Take your shirt off, wanna see your tits," and you can't help but snort a laugh at her request, though you do as she says, mumbling about how she's worse than a teenage boy.
When she's satisfied with the sight of you on your knees before her, she shoots you a grin, and spreads her legs.
Her cunt is glistening, her arousal sticking to the dark curls dusting her pussy. You push her thighs farther apart with one hand, and bring the other up to part her lips, your thumb exposing her throbbing clit. She gives a cute little whine, and you smile up at her before blowing cool air over her bundle of nerves.
She gasps, her hips bucking slightly. "Don't play with me, please, need you so bad," and who are you to deny her when she asks so sweetly?
You kitten lick her clit a few times, making eye contact with Zoya as she bites her lip and watches you taste her cunt. She wiggles a bit more, and you place an open mouthed kiss to her mound before beginning to suck on her clit.
"Mmm, right there, fuck," she mumbles, one hand coming to tangle itself in your hair, the other gripping yours where it rests on her thigh. She interlaces your fingers, and you squeeze her hand in appreciation.
After gentle suckling, you move down, licking a stripe to her wet entrance. You dart your tongue in and out, spurred on by her moans and the clenching of her walls. You don't fuck her as fast as you usually would, no. This is about making love.
You pull off of her to ask, "Can you take my fingers, sweetheart?" and you laugh at her rapid nods, the way she wiggles her hips, begging for you to give her more.
You tease her entrance with a middle finger, sliding in just the tip before pulling out. "Please, please," she mumbles, and you give her what she wants, sliding in to the last knuckle. She moans out your name, and you thrust slowly, getting her used to the intrusion before adding your ring finger, too.
"That feel good, baby? Your pussy's so tight," you mumble onto her heat.
"Always feels so good, my love," and then she breaks off into a groan when your pace picks up, lewd squelching sounds filling the room.
You hum with your mouth covering her mound, and her hips start bucking uncontrollably. You can tell by the sounds she's making and the way her cunt is squeezing your fingers that she's close, so you slow your fingers down and pull your mouth off of her to grab her attention.
She looks down at you, pouty and frustrated. Before she can ask you why you stopped, you purse your lips and spit onto her heat. Her eyes go wide and she moans, whimpering when you say, "This pussy belongs to me, Zoya," before resuming your previous pace. She cries out when your lips wrap around her clit again, and it isn't long before her back is arching off the couch and she's crying out as she climaxes.
Her fingers in your hair push you deeper into her cunt, and her hand squeezes yours so hard you think you lose feeling. You work her through her orgasm, gently licking her clit and slowly thrusting your fingers. When she comes down from her high, you pull off and out of her. When she makes eye contact, you make a show of putting your fingers in your mouth and sucking them clean.
"That was so fucking hot," Zoya says, breathless and fucked out. You smirk, shoot her a wink, and rise to your feet. She watches as you pull your pants off, your panties, too. When you stand naked in front of her, she trails her eyes over your entire form, eyes honing in on your cunt.
You climb onto her lap, the same position she'd just been in moments before. But rather than sit across both her legs, you place a knee between her still spread thighs, lowering yourself to straddle her.
Her hands immediately come up to grip your waist, grinning as she realizes what you're about to do. "You gonna ride me, gorgeous?" and you answer her by dipping down to kiss her. She moans into your mouth, hands sliding up to knead your breasts as you slowly begin rocking your hips.
Your cunt is drippy and throbbing, the taste of Zoya's essence still all over your tongue, the memory of her tight cunt spurring your movements on.
You pull back from the kiss, pulling Zoya's bottom lip between your teeth. She tugs on your nipples, pinches and rolls them between her thumb and forefinger. "Saints, baby, feels s'good," you whine, your hips beginning to move faster.
"Yeah, my love, who gets to touch you like this? See you like this?" she asks, pulling her gaze away from your bouncing tits to look up at your face. She looks at you like you're the most beautiful thing she's ever seen, and your heart swells with the overwhelming love and adoration.
"Just you baby, only ever you," and she rewards you by peppering kisses along your chest, sucking a nipple into her mouth and moving her hands down to grip your ass. Your head falls back at the attention, and she starts moving your hips even faster.
You grind down harder, swiveling your hips and panting from the proximity of your orgasm. She releases your nipple with a pop, "You gonna cum for me, angel?"
"Mmmm, fuck, gonna cum, Z," it falls from your lips in a whine, and you gasp when Zoya flexes and raises her thigh, increasing the pressure to your sensitive cunt.
"Give it to me, Y/N, cum for me," she commands, and your body tenses and your eyes squeeze shut as your climax washes over you. You cry out her name, moaning and panting as you ride out your high on her leg. One of her hands continues playing with your breast, the other encouraging your jerky thrusts with a firm grip on your asscheek. When you're whining from the oversensitivity, she runs her hands along your back as you slump forward, falling into her embrace.
After a few seconds catching your breath, you slide off of her leg and sit beside her on the couch. She moves to sit on her side, taking in the sight of you flushed, panting, staring at her like that.
"I love you," she coos, reaching up to brush hair out of your face.
You smile at her and grab her wrist, bringing her hand to your mouth so that you can place a kiss onto her palm. She cups your cheek, and moves in for a cuddle, laying her head on your chest as your arms wrap around her.
"I love you, too, baby. So much," you mumble into her hair, then place a gentle kiss to her forehead.
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