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foxcantswim · 6 months
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FNAF Movie / / Vanessa x F!Reader [Jealousy Hurts]
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Mike starts to flirt with you. Vanessa definitely isn't jealous. Contents: Fluff, Angst(ish), Established Relationship Warnings: N/A WC: 2,220
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"No no, like this," Mike laughed as he rolled the ball masterfully, he had been bragging about how good at skee-ball he was so you had asked him to teach you. After all, there wasn't a lot to do on the night shift so you might as well waste some time. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy had been standing a few feet away watching the two of you play, each of them seeming curious.
You rolled another ball but it fell short again.
"Ah, I'll never get it," you groaned, already wanting to give up after failing to get a decent score for the past hour.
Mike smiled at you, stepping closer, "No. Come on. Let me show you." He grabbed another ball and showed you the angle of his arm, "It's simple. Just enough strength in the throw, not too much. And..." he released the ball and it swiftly made its way down the lane and up into one of the high score pockets, "Easy."
"You mean you make it look easy," you rolled your eyes at him and folded your arms in frustration.
He chuckled to himself before holding a ball towards you, "Come on. Let me help."
Vanessa sat in her patrol car outside the pizzeria, her fingers tapping on the wheel. She had been sitting here for almost an hour now, deciding on whether or not to go inside. Her eyes drifted to the clock on the dashboard - 02:40am. She'd usually check in on you every other night to make sure you were okay, but tonight she knew you were on shift with Mike... And yet here she was, pondering on whether or not to go in and see how you were doing. She definitely wasn't here to make sure Mike wasn't going to try anything on you... Definitely not.
Finally, she stepped out of her vehicle and slammed the door shut. She went towards the front doors and peered through the glass, she could see that the lights were on and she could hear faint music. She was about to knock but decided to try the door instead... And of course it was unlocked. Vanessa rolled her eyes in frustration, she couldn't count the amount of times she'd told you to make sure the doors were locked every night.
Upon stepping inside, she could hear muffled voices and laughter - she presumed it was from you and Mike. The stage was empty as she walked past it towards the arcade games, she could clearly see the tall animatronics at the back of the room by the skee-ball machines.
She manoeuvred her way past different games and machines, stepping over loose wires here and there making sure not to trip. She finally made it to the skee-ball machines, she patted Freddy on the arm to let him know that she was there. He stepped out of the way to let her through, however she stopped in her tracks at what she saw.
Mike was standing behind you, one of his hands slowly moving up your arm towards your wrist. Your hand soon lay in his palm, a ball was secure in your hand.
"And you just gotta..." Mike's voice was quiet as Vanessa watched him move your hand with his.
Vanessa decided to clear her voice, making herself known. Both you and Mike turned to look at her.
You dropped the ball and retracted away from Mike with a smile, "Vanessa!" you exclaimed with a smile, walking over to her, "I didn't think you were coming tonight."
Vanessa couldn't help but glare at Mike as you approached her and wrapped her up in your arms, she more than willingly returned the hug as you pressed your lips to her cheek.
"I er... I wasn't aware you two knew each other," Mike coughed awkwardly.
You had been working as an overnight security guard longer than Mike had, you met Vanessa in the first week and you two had hit it off pretty quickly - entering into a relationship only a few months after meeting. A couple of months later, another security guard was hired: Mike. You had only worked duo shifts with him a few times now but you already saw him as a close friend, it was nice to have someone to talk to on long night shifts.
"Oh! Yes. I met Vanessa a few days after I started working here," you said as you pulled away from the hug, Vanessa made sure to grab your hand with hers - she tried her hardest to not keep glaring at Mike. You squeezed her hand in response, "She's my girlfriend. Has been for a couple months now." Vanessa couldn't stop the small smile from appearing on her face.
Mike raised an eyebrow, "Ah... I'm just... surprised it never came up," he shifted on the balls of his feet awkwardly.
"To be honest I didn't even know you two met," you replied.
Vanessa nodded, "I helped him out for the first couple of days," she stepped ever so slightly closer to your side, her hand still firm in yours, "I wasn't going to come over tonight but I was... passing by so I decided to anyways." She definitely wasn't passing by, her last area of patrol was on the other side of town.
"Well, I'm glad you came," you smiled.
Vanessa smirked at you, "Oh really? You usually complain, saying something along the lines of 'I don't need you to keep me company every night, I'm a big girl'."
You rolled your eyes, "Just because I don't need you here, doesn't mean I don't want you here," you then turned your attention back towards Mike, who seemed to be uncomfortable, "I'm sure time will absolutely fly by now that there's more of us."
"What were you two up to?" Vanessa said, her mind going back to when Mike was practically wrapped around you.
"Mike over here is apparently the best skee-ball player that anyone has ever seen. So he was teaching me how to play. I'm sure I could challenge him any day now."
Mike laughed, "I'm sure you could, Y/N."
The three of you made your way towards the main stage, the animatronics walked behind you.
"What should we do to get through these last three hours, hm?" you wondered, looking around the room.
"I mean... We are at Freddy Fazbear's after all. Couldn't hurt to watch them perform a little," Vanessa suggested, nodding towards the showtime button on the wall. You looked towards the animatronics, they almost seemed excited to get up there and put on a show.
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You and Vanessa were sitting at one of the party tables, listening to the music coming from the stage. Freddy, Bonnie and Chica were currently performing whilst Foxy stood by your table, he seemed to be enjoying the show.
Vanessa reached across the table to hold your hand, "Sorry for coming here unannounced, Y/N. Just wanted to see how things were going with... Mike."
You nodded, "Him and I became friends quite quickly. It is nice to have someone here when you aren't able to stop by. The animatronics are good company, but it can't hurt to have someone I can actually have a conversation with." You noticed the way Vanessa squeezed your hand ever so slightly as you spoke. You cocked your head at her before teasing, "You're still my favourite, don't worry. I'd rather have you here."
She grit her teeth, "You know, I'm happy you do have someone to keep you company when I'm not here."
A smirk appeared on your face, "Is that so?"
Before Vanessa could answer, Mike walked into the room with a couple of cans in his hands, "I managed to find a vending machine that still worked," he said, handing you a drink. Vanessa gulped hard as she saw him purposefully drag his fingers across yours as you took the drink. He simply placed the other drink on the table in front of Vanessa.
"They aren't out of date are they?" you said, trying to read the scuffed label.
With a shrug, he walked towards the front of the room to take a seat closer to the stage. Foxy followed close behind him before sprinting past him at full speed, jumpscaring him in the process. You couldn't help but laugh at Mike's reaction as he almost threw the can at Foxy.
You released Vanessa's hand in order to open the can, "I mean I am thirsty..." you hummed, a smile on your face.
Vanessa glared at Mike from across the room, "It's Fizzy Faz. It's disgusting."
You noticed that Vanessa was currently glaring at Mike as the man took his seat, "You sure? Is it disgusting or... Do you not want to drink it because of Mike?"
Her eyes snapped onto you, "Because of Mike? Wh-"
"Come on, Nessy," you grabbed her hand across the table once more, placing the can down onto the table, "I've noticed the glaring. What's going on?"
"Nothing is going on, Y/N," she didn't intend for her voice to sound so cold or snappy, but she couldn't help it.
A frown appeared on your face, "V..."
She sighed heavily, "Sorry. Sorry, Y/N. It's nothing, okay? Mike just..."
You had a slight suspicion of what was going on, but you really wanted her to tell you, "You can talk to me, Nessy. You know I won't judge you, right?"
"It's so stupid, Y/N," she laughed, shaking her head.
There was a moment of silence between the two of you, Vanessa's hand rubbed your knuckles as she tried to think about how to word what she was thinking.
You bit your lip before breaking the silence, "Can you play skee-ball?"
Vanessa was confused by the question, "Skee-ball?"
"Yeah. Are you any good at it?"
"I... I haven't played in a while. But I'd say I've still got it."
"Would you like to teach me instead?" you smirked.
Vanessa rolled her eyes, knowing what you were getting at, "Y/N..."
"Come on, Vanessa. Just admit you didn't like seeing Mike teach me like that."
She scoffed, "Can you blame me? Wouldn't you be pissed if you saw someone all up on your girlfriend like that?"
"To be honest I didn't think anything of it in the moment. I'm sorry, I should've been more aware. I wouldn't give you up for anything. You believe me, right?" you said, hoping for her to understand.
With a sigh, Vanessa nodded, "It's okay, Y/N. I didn't think you were in the wrong," her eyes drifted over to Mike who was currently downing his can of Fizzy Faz, a grimace appeared on his face as he slammed the can down onto the table, "You know he likes you, right?" she looked back at you.
You briefly glanced towards him, "I don't think so..."
She laughed slightly, "Of course he does. Those longing looks, the lingering touches. Him holding your hand teaching you how to play skee-ball. It's every cliché in the book."
"Okay, so maybe he does. But I promise to turn him down if anything happens, okay?"
With a nod, she replied, "Okay. Sorry for acting this way."
"I think it's cute. Shows that you care about me."
She almost looked offended, "Cute is not the word I would use to describe me."
You let go of her hand, she was surprised by the sudden lack of touch. You made your way round to sit in the seat next to her, "You are cute, whether you like it or not," you leaned your head on her shoulder.
Vanessa couldn't stop herself from resting her cheek against your head. The two of you looked over at the animatronics who were still performing, Foxy now having his own little performance on his own stage.
You stretched your arm across the table to grab your can of Fizzy Faz, you removed your head from Vanessa's shoulder to take a sip...
"It's disgusting."
"Told you," Vanessa smirked in victory, "It's probably years out of date too, I can't imagine what it tastes like."
You put the can back down before turning towards Vanessa, "You should taste it."
"I think I will pass on that, thanks."
"You sure?" you leaned closer.
Vanessa turned her head towards yours. She wasted no time in pressing her lips to yours, a soft smile creeping up onto her face. You smiled into the kiss as you felt Vanessa's hand creep up your neck to hold the back of your head. Sadly, you both needed to breath so she pulled away.
She licked her lips causing your breath to hitch... A grimace soon appeared on her face, "God, it tastes disgusting."
You couldn't help but laugh, "I know."
That didn't stop Vanessa from going in for seconds, though.
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Vanessa x F!Reader - Safety Latch (Fluff,Angst,First Kiss)
Vanessa x F!Reader - Total Insecurity (Angst,Hurt/Comfort)
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vampiresbloodx · 6 months
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Hi sorry for asking but I read your request thingy and I'm curious if you could do a vanessa(fnaf movie) x female reader smut maybe dubcon or noncon idk but I would appreciate it or even just smut .
thank you for reading this even if u don't write it -▫️
a/n: hhhhhsvshshshsh yes. Wait I also just realized yall signed off with emojis let me know if you want me to tag your asks as that or smth.
Trigger warnings: smut, legal age gap (reader is 20 and Vanessa is 29/early 30s), reader is Mike's little sister, vaginal fingering, dubcon, stalking.
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Vanessa told herself to stay away.
You were Mike's little sister, in college from the information she managed to get from the small talk she had with Mike. And you were off limits.
But she couldn't stop thinking about you.
Running her hands all over your body, making you moan and whimper, she'd make you see stars if she wanted to.
But she wasn't allowed anywhere near you.
She couldn't even breath around you without having Mike scold her.
She understands why he's so protective over his two sisters, after all, he did loose his brother when he was 12. That would have definitely been traumatic. And she knows he wouldn't want to let that happen again.
But still.
He was annoying, she couldn't ask you how your day was without feeling Mike's gaze on the back of her head, he knew she was gay, that was no secret she kept, she was open and proud, and made it clear she didn't like men.
It just wasn't fair, she just wanted to talk to you, make you smile and laugh, make sure you're safe, she cares about you too, even abby, she liked all of you three being around the restaurant working late hours. You bad joined your brother in sharing some night shifts together as you had told her you wanted to save up and one day get out of this boring town, she was supportive of that, since she knew how you felt.
She also knows all of your schedules including when your brother is off for the night.
Luckily he had abby to look after since he knew you can take care of yourself.
She watched you say your goodbyes to your siblings as you hugged them and they saw you off in Mike's car, you blasted your music, Fleetwood mac as she smiled, imagining her sitting next to you in the car as she listens to you sing along.
She followed you all the way to the pizzaria, you grabbed your energy drink, a book, your walkman, and you were off to work.
She'd usually visit you when you worked alone, since that was the only time she could see you without him around.
Vanessa got out of her car, shutting the door behind her as she walked inside the pizzeria.
She saw you sitting in the security room, looking at the monitors as she smiled, leaning against the entrance.
"Hey."
You jumped, startled. Letting out a gasp as you looked around only to see a familiar blonde.
"Shit, you scared me!" You said.
"Sorry" Vanessa chuckled, looking amused by your reaction. "I just wanted to check up on you."
"I'm doing okay, it's not that bad" you said, Vanessa stepped into the office, shutting the door behind her as you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.
"What are you?-"
You were cut off from your words as you felt her grab you by the arms, pushing you up against the wall as she pressed her lips to yours, knocking the air out of you.
"Just shut up" She mumbled, you froze, unsure of what to do. Sure, you felt attraction towards her, but your brother said to stay away from her, you didn't understand why since she was always kind towards you and your sister and even him. You wanted to get to know her better, maybe even become friends. "Stop talking."
You felt her hands roam your body, touching you as you felt your cheeks heat up, you wasn't sure if you should scream or try to push her off because you didn't even feel that uncomfortable.
She was pretty after all.
You were a sucker for pretty blondes.
Ans she happend to be one.
You just kept your mouth shut, letting her touch you as you could hear her breathing turn ragged.
"God that annoying brother of yours" She muttered, moving her hands to get rid of your belt on your jeans. "So fucking nosy, always around you. I just wanted to talk to you. See you."
You gasped, feeling her cold fingers rub against your clit, you bit back a moan, as you gripped onto her.
"I know you like me to" She moaned, feeling how wet you are, "always looking at me when you think I'm not watching. I'm always watching."
You bucked your hips onto her hand, chasing your high as you were desperate.
Vanessa grabbed you by the chin, forcing you to stare at her.
"Now I've got you all to myself" She smiled.
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cykirs · 6 months
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“fuck the police!” OK!😇
(Omg hit post; SEND REQUESTS PLEASE😭😭)
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murdrdocs · 6 months
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being a “friend” of vanessa’s and getting introduced to mike. it’s cordial at first, just a friend of a friend waving politely at the other.
but then mike starts noticing small things that makes him realize you and vanessa aren’t just friends. the pet names she calls you, how her hands are always a little too low on your back or just straight up on your ass. how she looks at you.
he gets confirmation one night when you’re all out together, somewhere in the city on vanessa’s suggestion. “a night for relaxation” as she’d called it. relaxation comes from throwing drinks back and dancing with strangers until vanessa slides up behind you, and she pulls mike in front of you.
she tells him to let loose, to get out of his shell, to have fun with you two. but he admits he’s never done this before. he doesn’t know how. luckily, vanessa is fine with teaching him.
letting mike watch as she fucks you on her strap, calling out instructions on how to please you as if you aren’t even there. “she likes when you play with his tits. don’t be gentle, she likes it rough. choke her a little bit, too, just squeeze at the sides and suddenly she’s gone.”
he thinks you’re already spent from vanessa’s work, but vanessa encourages him to give it a try anyway. she reassures him that you can handle it, yet he still stares down at you with worried eyes and shaky hands.
it’s not until you tell him yourself (“i can handle it, mike, i swear. please fuck me”) that he gives in.
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txicyuri · 6 months
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RANDOM VANESSA “SHELLY” AFTON NSFW HEADCANONS
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🔹 a switch, but leans to the dominant side
🔹 the type to be on the verge of tears whenever shes bottoming
🔹 handcuffs are a given, she has a bunch of different kinds
🔹 also the type to have her bedside drawer filled with sex toys, comes home after a long shift ready to make herself cum repeatedly
🔹 will grab the headboard while relentlessly fucking you to give her more stability
🔹 cop/criminal roleplay. enough said.
🔹 LOVES when you go down on her, but she will 100% pull on your hair
🔹 speaking of hair pulling, tug on her ponytail
🔹 messy kisser, you guys will end up heavy breathing and dry humping on the couch while making out
🔹 LOVES giving you hickeys but because of her line of work she’ll likely scold you for trying to reciprocate
🔹 anything weapon related is a huge no. she feels too much like her father.
🔹praise kink!! smidge of degradation if shes had a bad day
🔹 she’s extremely flexible.
🔹 will scratch the fuck out of your back when shes bottoming, i mean have you seen her nails??
🔹 begs when she gets close “please. im almost there. dont stop”
🔹 has fucked you in the back of her cop car while on one of her shifts.
🔹 wraps her legs around your head to keep you there when you go down on her
🔹 not one for choking but will place her hand right underneath your throat and let her nails lightly scrape against your throat while fucking you
🔹 not really loud, more like soft grunts and breathy moans
🔹 EYE CONTACT. will grab your jaw and force you to look at her
🔹 will bite into your shoulder while bottoming to try and keep quiet, especially if you guys have already gotten noise complaints
🔹 down to fuck anywhere in her apartment except the shower, she’s too worried about slipping and falling
🔹 thought i’d end it off with some aftercare, she’d love to either have a bath with you or lay in bed and read or discuss a book together
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A/N - that’s enough for now but I’m literally INSANE about Vanessa shes so gf material
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elizabethlailolsenfan · 6 months
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Hi! So I was wondering if you could do one that’s like the reader pulls Vanessa’s neck tie, and then she gets really turned on from that. And like she ends up fucking the reader in the back of her cop car :)
Just one more, love
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Contains: Smut, Dirty talk, handcuff use, semi-public sex?, Slight fingering, strap-on use. Let me know what else I'm missing!
Side note: This took awhile so please forgive me!
You have had a crush on Vanessa for a while since working at Freddy Fazbears Pizzaria alongside Mike Schmitt. There was something about her that made you go crazy, but the moment Vanessa Shelly was about to leave the pizzeria, Vanessa felt a hand on her shoulder, and she knew it was you due to how you grabbed her. Vanessa turned her head with a smile on her face. "What is it, y/n?" You were nervous until you said, "I um, I wanted to give you this." You give the blonde officer a piece of paper, folded neatly in your hand. As she unfolds it, her eyes widen with surprise. It's a heartfelt letter expressing your feelings for her and how much she means to you. You anxiously await her response, hoping she feels the same way. But before Vanessa answered, you pulled on her necktie and pulled her closer, unable to contain your emotions any longer. The room fell silent as you leaned in for a passionate kiss, sealing your love for each other in that moment.
You released the kiss, and your cheeks turned red due to embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it—" Vanessa kissed you, but more deeply. Her hand was on her neck, yet you were still gripping her black necktie. Finally, she released the kiss with a smirk on her face. Vanessa looks down at your grip on the necktie and gently removes your hand, her eyes filled with amusement. "You really have a thing for my necktie, don't you?" she teases, her voice laced with affection. "Come with me." Vanessa grips your wrist and takes you outside of the Pizzaria, taking you into the backseat of her cop car.
After you and Vanessa release the kiss, both of you become breathless and your lips become puffy, Vanessa gives you a grin and loosens her necktie, your mind is running wild. “You look so fucking good underneath me like this Y/n, I can’t wait to have you like this,” Vanessa said adjusting herself on top of you. You bit your bottom lip which was a slight Vanessa loved seeing, Vanessa leaned down and kissed your puffy lips again, her hands on your hips and pulling you more to her pelvis making your legs wrap around her waist, A small strand of Vanessa's blonde hair of her ponytail comes down and her hair is slightly disheveled of her ponytail, adding to the raw and passionate atmosphere.
As she continues to move against you, her breath becomes heavy and her moans fill the car, intensifying the connection between you both. The kiss then turned messy and Vanessa couldn't help but start dry-humping you, her body pressing against yours with increasing urgency. The car windows fogged up as the heat between you grew, leaving no doubt about the intensity of your desire for each other. Vanessa kissed your neck marking you making you grip her police uniform shirt tighter, unable to resist the overwhelming desire coursing through your veins. The sound of her soft whispers in your ear only fueled the fire, as you found yourselves completely lost in the moment, surrendering to the undeniable passion that consumed you both. "You're so beautiful y/n, so fucking irresistible," Vanessa whispered, her voice filled with longing.
The intensity of her gaze matched the heat radiating between you, as if the world around you had faded away, leaving only the two of you in that moment of pure desire. Vanessa kept grinding her body against yours, the rhythm of her movements syncing perfectly with the pounding of your heart. You tried to remove her uniform but she chuckled and pinned your hands above your head, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Uniform stays on beautiful," Vanessa says, her voice laced with seduction. Her eyes were dark with desire, and her expression was pure lust, the intensity of her gaze making your knees weak. You could feel the heat between your legs intensify as her eyes traveled down your body, taking in every inch of you. "Vanessa…" you whimpered, desperate for her touch.
"Yes, baby? What is it? What do you want me to do to you?" Vanessa asked, her voice dripping with sex. "I- I want you." Vanessa made a small grin and kissed your lips passionately and she found the waistband of your pants, pulling them down. Vanessa grabbed her handcuffs put them around your wrists and cuffed you against the door handle, her eyes locked with yours. You felt her finger run over your folds, causing you to let out a soft moan. Vanessa bites her bottom lip as she sees how wet you are. "So wet for me… you're such a good girl," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. Your breath hitched as you felt her fingers tease your entrance, sliding in and out with agonizing slowness. You whimpered, craving more, and Vanessa gave a devilish smirk. "Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me how bad you want it." "Please… please fuck me, Vanessa," you begged, the need in your voice unmistakable. Vanessa bit her bottom lip and increased the pace of her fingers, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You were so close, but she knew exactly how to keep you right on the edge, drawing out your ecstasy and savoring every second. Vanessa pulled out her fingers and licked them off, moaning at the taste. "Delicious. You're so fucking delicious."
"Please… please…" You were practically begging now, and Vanessa grinned. "Don't worry, love… you'll get what you want, I promise." Vanessa unbuckled her unity belt and pulled out a purple strap… did she know this was gonna happen… at this point… you're not complaining at all.
"Spread your legs wide, baby," Vanessa demanded, her voice low and husky. You obeyed, and you could see the lust in her eyes as she watched you, her pupils dilated with arousal. Once you spread your legs, Vanessa gripped your legs and pulled you closer to her, her grip was a bit rough but you liked it. She lined up the dildo and slowly pushed in, causing you to moan. Vanessa smirked and began thrusting at a steady pace, gradually increasing her speed. You let out a silent moan as the dildo rubbed against your g-spot, and Vanessa knew she had found it. She leaned forward and began kissing and sucking on your neck, marking you. You arched your back as she continued her relentless pace, the pleasure building inside you. Your eyes start to close but once Vanessa removes her lips from your neck she grips your chin and forces you to look at her, her grip is rough. "Don't you fucking dare close those pretty eyes," Vanessa says her voice laced with seduction, you could hear her voice echoing through the car. The sounds of your moans and Vanessa's heavy breathing fill the car, along with the feeling of intense pleasure as she continues her assault. The car rocked back and forth, the windows fogging up.
The heat was unbearable, but neither of you wanted to stop.
"Vanessa.." You moaned, “I love it when you moan my name like that baby…” Vanessa says. Vanessa thrusts harder and faster, her grip tightening on your thighs, her nails digging into your skin. The pain and pleasure were intoxicating, and you felt yourself getting closer to release. "There you go Y/n, let go… cum for me," Vanessa says as her pace never slowed. You let out a strangled moan as you reach your climax, but Vanessa doesn't stop, prolonging your pleasure. Her grip on your thighs loosened as she finally slowed her pace, allowing you to catch your breath. The aftershocks of your orgasm still coursed through you, and you could feel Vanessa's eyes on you, watching your every move. You grip her arms as she keeps thrusting, the sensations becoming too much for you. "Vanessa, please…" You begged, not sure if you could handle any more. Vanessa smirked, her eyes full of desire. "Just one more, love. You can do it." She began moving her hips in a circular motion, the dildo rubbing against your g-spot once again. You moaned, unable to resist the pleasure. "F-Fuck!" You moaned, your body trembling with pleasure. You couldn't take it anymore, and you reached your second climax, your body spasming with pleasure. Vanessa finally stopped and removed the dildo, a satisfied smile on her face. "You did so well, baby. You're such a good girl." Vanessa praises and gives a soft kiss on your cheek. Your cheeks flushed red and you were at a loss for words. You had just had the most intense sex of your life, and the person who made it happen was the very same person you had a crush on for the longest time.
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radiomilo · 6 months
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Yes.
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idk if you’ve done this already bc all the vanessa fics r merging together in my brain, but maybe smtg where she has a very stressful day at work, and needs to take her anger out in a healthy way (by doing the reader!!!)
Taking It Out On You
a/n: I love this prompt but I was on a certain sleepy drug when writing (I'm sick as hell right now) so I have no idea if this is good LOL. Anyway, exams are officially over so MORE FICS! YAY! And thanks for the love recently, you all are amazing :) Enjoy!
Content/Warning: smut, choking, pussy slapping, fingering [all r receiving], exhausted/pissed off Vanessa, handcuff use, gun used on you to get you off, you being a good baker, side note I love the Elizabeth lail edits recently 
w/c: 2304
You swayed your hips to the radio. Recently, there was more 80s music than new age, which you weren’t complaining about; sure, you missed hearing the newly hyped singer Miss Britney Spears, but even you had to admit Tears for Fears had a kick to it. Kneading into the last of the cookie dough, you conveniently hear the rumble of Vanessa's police vehicle pulling up to your shared home. Smiling, you pause the music, swiping off the flour that dusted the white countertops onto your apron just as the engine outside slows to a halt. The bench is now fairly clean, you wait eagerly as you see the faint outline of your girlfriend emerging from the car through the window.
The front door clicks open. You hear Vanessa’s footsteps thud a lot less carefully; usually, she would sneak up behind you from wherever you were in the house. She gradually got better at it, too, her dangerous job teaching her a thing or two. It was unlike her to come home after a long shift careless, thudding her jacket and gear on the ground before pressing herself behind you. She inhaled the scent of your freshly washed hair, groaning.
“Bad day?”, you ask, grabbing the pan of unbaked goods and placing them into the oven, Vanessa moving with you so she didn’t have to remove her grasp around you. She huffed as a reply. As you stood back up, she whipped you around, momentarily giving you whiplash. You took in her expression for the first time; her eyes were essentially dead, her pressed lips giving the smallest of indications that she was happy to be home as she attempted a smile when your eyes met.
“It was... Definitely a day”, she sighed. You tilted your head, lifting your hands to cup her face.
“Want to talk about it?”, you prod gently. It seemed that Vanessa was experiencing harder rosters more frequently than before: you presumed it was the pressure of her father, whom she almost never talked about, getting to her. Vanessa simply stared behind you at the oven, her dull eyes beginning to twinkle. “Chocolate chip?”, she questioned, avoiding your query.
You bit your lip and nodded. Her eyes met yours again and you pushed your face closer to hers, not quite reaching her lips but certainly leaving the possibility. Maintaining eye contact, you reach behind her head and softly pull on the hairtie of her ponytail, letting her short, blonde hair loose. She fluttered her eyes closed, groaning. You slide your fingers through the strands of her hair, pulling on them slightly to release any tension. Vanessa inhaled deeply. Pressing your lips against her jaw, you start to pepper her face with small kisses when you feel her take her hands off you, to your dismay.
*Shuffle shuffle*
Vanessa fiddled with her police belt, something that made your groin twist deliciously just from the sound of it. It usually meant one of two things: either she was about to take it off and with it her pants, or she was about to use something *from her belt*. As you attempt to part your lips from her face, she cuts you off.
“Don’t look”, she retorts. As much as you’d like to disobey those orders, there was no way you wanted to be her day even shittier. Swallowing a lump in your throat, you rest your head against her neck as you feel her take something off her belt. Smirking, she raises the object up to your stomach, pressing it deep into your flesh. You gasp and jump back, the coolness startling you. Before you could look down, she spun you around, slamming you against the sink. You whine, your knuckles gripping onto the counter. Vanessa returned to your behind in a flash, grinding her front against you. Disappointingly, you couldn’t feel a strap underneath her pants. You huff, which she notices immediately.
Grabbing onto your neck with a force that startled you, she brought you up so that you were standing straight up as opposed to being bent over. “With what I’m about to do to you, we won’t be needing my cock, baby”, she growled, her hand beginning to tighten around the sides of your neck. You gasp out, your hands rising to your neck to ease the grip, only to be yanked away behind you.
“Vanessa”, you cautioned, unsure of what she was getting at. You heard the jangle of the metal cuffs and froze. “You wanted to help me, yeah?”, she sang sweetly. “Baking me something, cleaning up the front of the house for me”, regarding the time you spent earlier today reorganizing and decorating the place for winter to make it homier.
“You want to make me feel good?”
You don’t hesitate to answer. “Always”
“Then let me use you”. You hear the clank of the cuffs being closed around your hands tightly, Vanessa's leg coming up between your legs that you opened just for her. “Let me see you come with my gun in your mouth”. At that sentence alone, you couldn’t help but let out a moan, jolting your hips involuntarily down on the thigh she had graciously given you. She laughed darkly behind you, removing herself completely from you, making you cry out and turn around to face her. You already missed her manicured hand that fit so perfectly around your neck, acting like a necklace you wished you could always have.
“Couch, baby”, Vanessa demanded, allowing herself to watch you as you made your way out of the room; God, you being in her handcuffs with a vacant, submissive look in your eyes made her want to double down on being rough with you. She followed you soon after, the only thing missing from her outfit being the cuffs that were around your hands and the gun... That was being held so confidently in Vanessa's right hand.
You shifted from your position on the couch, unsure. She laid it beside you, her mouth twitching at your confusion, before climbing on top of you to straddle your waist. She slammed her lips onto yours passionately, hot saliva mixing on both lips. Your moans gradually got louder as her hands attached to the back of your head, roughly pulling at your hair. Vanessa bites your lip harshly, grinning as you try to back away. Her hands leave your hair and begin to forcefully strip your pants from your body. Parting your lips from hers, you lift your legs up to assist her. The soft warm light from the living room lamp perfectly accentuated each other's features; Vanessa's eyes were completely focused on you, taking your sticky panties and flushed cheeks.
“Top off”, she leaned back, watching you rush to meet her demand, smirking as you fumbled with the buttons of your shirt. Now being completely naked, your skimpy bra and underwear being the only things covering your very aroused parts, she spread your thighs with an air of smugness.
“Vanessa”, you pout, jerking your pussy up. She trailed a slim finger along the top of your briefs, pulling them down slowly. Your breasts rise and fall rapidly at the sensuality of it all: the relaxed pace made you even more blushed. Moving her fingers around your folds, you lean your head back, closing your eyes in pleasure. Suddenly, Vanessa slapped at your pussy. Crying out, you snap your head back up and shut your legs. She didn’t like that. Narrowing her eyes, she yanked them back open, harshly slapping the inner side. “Keep them open. Don’t make me tie up your legs as well”. You squirm as she rubs her middle and ring finger quickly on your puffy clit, mewing out loud at the vulgar noises she was creating.
“So sweet like this, hm? Think you can last more than... What was it? Eight seconds?”, Vanessa snickered, recalling the time you came so quickly underneath her that it was actually dismal. You blush at her mocking tone. She swirled her fingers around your opening, her mouth twitching at the way your pussy spasmed when she pumped them in. You lay down, whimpering as she picked up the pace. With no regard to how prepared you were, she shoved two more fingers in. Wailing, you move your hips with her, remembering that she wasn’t doing this for you; she was doing this for her. The thrusts turned into a heavy pound, your moans making it known that you couldn’t take it. Vanessa feasted her eyes on your body, licking her lips at the way your arousal pooled on the leather of the couch. As you were distracted with the overwhelming urge to come right there and then, she reached for the gun. Too zoned out to notice, you felt her lips attach to your neck. “Don’t make a mark”, you plead as best as you can. She ignores you, licking at your sweet spot before sinking her teeth into the flesh. Hissing, you pull away before stopping dead in your tracks.
Pressed against your stomach was Vanessa’s gun. Just a Glock 22, you knew that much, as it was the same one every cop used around here. Though, the coldness of the frame stunned you, both from the Glock and Vanessas stared. She stared you down as she removed her other hand from your pussy, smirking at the yelp it caused. Your fluids glistened on her hand in the warm light. You wearily watch her stroke her hand up and down the tip of the gun.
Once satisfied, she pointed the gun at your stomach, tilting her head at your small gasp of exhilaration and fear. “I won’t do anything you don’t want to do. Are you sure about this?”, she asked sweetly. Her gun was completely empty, for she always took the bullets out at the office after a shift. You didn’t know this, though. You would be relying completely on her skill and carefulness in handling a gun. Vanessa's stomach twisted deliciously at your utter dependence on her. Sucking a breath in, you nod.
She trailed the cool gun up your body, stopping short at your mouth. Pulling your messy hair back, your face red, she tapped the tip of your swollen lips. “Open up for me baby”, she husked. Opening your mouth, you stick your tongue out and swirl it around the muzzle, breasts rapidly rising and falling from the thrill of it all. She forces the frame in, resting her finger on the trigger. You groan at the taste of your own cum. “See? Look how good you can be”, Vanessa murmured, shifting her body as she felt her own pussy thud. Unable to go slowly anymore, she began to roughly thrust the gun in and out of your throat, abusing it as she would with her strap. You gag as it passes your comfort zone, rolling your eyes back when you feel her other hand slap your pussy once more. She stands up, laughing darkly to herself at your obedience. Your eyelashes flutter, saliva dribbling onto the glock. Holding onto your head, she takes out the gun and pulls you up to turn you around. Your hands, still cuffed, grab onto the top of the back pillows, your knees digging into the seat.
“You going to punish me, officer? I thought you said I was a good girl”, you purr. You felt Vanessa’s hands wrap around your front. Your neck was snapped back as she gripped you, sliding the gun through your folds. “If you think this is me punishing you, you better hope you don’t disobey me”, she taunted. She plunged the muzzle into your pussy, groaning at how easily it slipped in. Almost immediately, she rammed it at a swift rate, choking you when your sobs went too loud. Widening your eyes, you lift your bound hands to your neck and grab onto her hand to ease the grip. “Enough”, she spat, fucking you faster and squeezing your neck harder. Your hips were slamming between the cushions and Vanessa's thighs, arousal streaming down your body. With a muffled cry, you tightened your grip around her hand, signaling your need for release. By some sort of miracle, she went even faster. The combination of Vanessa's grunts, the pressure on your throat, and the gun that was currently abusing your overworked pussy made you scream out in pleasure.
“Uh uh. Tell me what you want”, Vanessa asked, refusing to accept your nonverbal request to cum.
Swallowing once, twice, you manage to simper out, “Pl-Please officer. Let me cum, please please please plea-”
In a flash, she released her grasp from your neck and shoved her fingers into your mouth, her pace in your pussy unchanging. You cum with a scream, your body jolting at the stimulation.
“There's a good girl”, she cooed, slowing her thrusts before removing the gun from your destroyed pussy. You flop your head backward onto her shoulder, staring at the ceiling as the world around you doubles. You felt Vanessa softly rub your thighs, whispering words of encouragement as you faded back to earth from your high.
“Always such a good girl when you play sweet”, she smiled as you turned your head to kiss her. Deepening the kiss, she placed the soaked gun down and wrapped her hands fully around you, inhaling your scent. She moved her lips to your jaw, where she peppered soft kisses as you giggled.
“Vanessa”
“Mh?”
“The handcuffs”
Vanessa laughed on your neck, pulling herself away from you.
“Stay there, I’ll be right back”
As she walked out of the living room and into the kitchen, you remembered the cookies that were still baking. “And check on the oven as well”, you shout out, collapsing onto the couch with a small grin.
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shadowskulls-blog · 6 months
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Alright, time to feed the lesbian's
Vanessa Shelly x F!Reader
*Dom!Vanessa, Sub!Reader, bondage, hand cuffs, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, making out, rough sex, lesbian sex, sex toy, strap on, nipple play*
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"Hey..."
You whimpered, as your wrists were tightened in the hands cuffs. You're arms pulled above your head. You're eyes closed as you tried not to let out a loud whimper. Just being in this position is enough to get you wet
Vanessa sitting on top of you...her legs squeezing your sides. You can feel her tugging on the handcuffs, trying to get them attached to the bed frame...
Oh god it feels so nice...
You open your eyes to look up at Vanessa. Expecting to see her looking back down at you.....only to be met with your girlfriends chest
You could tell because of the tie she wore. Every moment you saw her wearing it, you wanted to grab it and tug her face towards yours...
Your face got much hotter, only an inch closer your face would be in those. You try and inch your face a bit closer but, Vanessa moves away...
Vanessa's fingers curled up into almost fits but, not entirely. Her hands resting in your palms. Showing she was done with your cuffs...
You groan from Vanessa moving away before you could shove your face in her boobs. You look up, only to be met with that smirk. That cocky smirk she used on you the day you met...the one she always used on you...
"someone's needy..." Vanessa said as she looked down at you. Her hands trailed down from your hands. Her finger tips uncurling and leaving goosebumps down your arms all the way to your chest.
You breath out, trying to not whimper and show Vanessa that this is working on you, more than she thought, hell...more than you thought.
"please... don't keep me waiting Nessy~..." You begged, putting on the face you always used on Vanessa, trying to move your face closer but, if you tried. Your shoulders would cramp but...you really couldn't give two shits.
So what if your shoulders hurt. Something else was going to soon if...your theory was correct...
Vanessa chuckled a bit as she leaned down, her hand sliding up your chest to your neck. her hand finally stopping to cup your cheek.
"it's officer Shelly tonight~" Vanessa said, as she kissed you. You moaned into the kiss as you leaned up more trying to go a bit deeper in the kiss.
Vanessa could feel your lips moving, she knew what you were trying to do.
As the kiss went on longer with you both only stopping to get a second of breath before you both went back.
You moaned as you shoved your tongue in Vanessa's mouth, going past her teeth and feeling hers. Vanessa chuckled as both her hands went to your jaw line, with her leaning in more.
Turning the once soft kiss into a sloppy tongue make out session. You continued on with the kiss, with you begining to move your legs a bit into a more comfortable position for you but...
You soon felt Vanessa's left leg leave your side as you felt her slide it down and-
"Ah!" You moaned out as you felt her knee press against your throbbing pussy. Breaking the kiss as saliva connect from both your tongues, you tried to hold back anything else...but...damnit...
You both made eye contact as Vanessa put her tongue back in her mouth, tasting your saliva and to clear her throat...
"you're so wet, it's practically making my whole knee soaked" Vanessa said with a hint of lust in her voice. You held back any whimper from behind your lips as you could feel her knee....
Christ it feels to good.
You moaned out as you look up at Vanessa, your face red and hot. Sweat beginning to show as you...you needed this so damn bad... you're already this aroused from her putting her knee on you...
"Nessy-"
Vanessa pushed her knee more and rolled it up, rolling up against your clit and staying there. Pressing down on it. You got a tiny shock from it as you moaned out, as loud as you could.
"what's my name?" Vanessa asked as she smirked down at you. You moaned out with your hips bucking. Your body beginning to shake as it was over simulating with lust...
She really had you in place right now, damnit why is it so sexy...
"officer Shelly, please..." You begged again as you rocked your hips a bit. Vanessa smiled as she let her knee down. One of her hands leaving your chest and making it's way to your pants, finally finding the button and undoing it.
She did all without breaking eye contact with you, her beautiful eyes starring back at yours.
"it's funny seeing you like this~" Vanessa joked as it's usually you who's the dominant one, always pulling her tie or grabbing her by the belt
You chuckle a bit as you feel her hands unzip you pants with her pulling them down gently.
"well, you've never tied me down like this. Surprised you didn't at least try the first time." You say with a bright blush on your face, with your smile going to a smirk.
"with cops slamming people down on their car and spreading the legs of the person..." you said as you started getting hot again, watching your pants fall to the ground along with your underwear, as Vanessa's hands rest in your inner thighs
"I'm surprised you haven't been using that to your advantage when you come visit me at work" you say, your gaze going all over Vanessa's body. Why'd she have to be so hot in that uniform...
"well, am about too~" Vanessa said as she gripped your thighs and spread them apart. You moaned out in pleasure as your could feel your dripping pussy...
Vanessa smiled as her right hand left your inner thigh, her fingers slowly tracing your wet flaps...
You moaned as you than felt her insert a finger into you. You moaned at the feeling of her moving her finger around inside of you. Her swirling it inside....
"ah! Fuck...." You moaned but quickly went into a grunt with you bitting at your lower lip. It's only one finger and it got you like this....
Vanessa than inserted another finger as she began pumping her fingers in and out, you moaned out as you felt her index and middle finger play around inside of you
You moaned out in pleasure as you began rocking your hips a bit, oh Jesus Christ this felt so good....
"somebody is getting excited~" Vanessa said as she pumped her fingers in and out of you her thumb going over you clit every now and than. She isn't even half way done yet and your already making a mess
You groaned in between a moan as you wanted to say something but, you than felt Vanessa insert another finger.
You moaned out, loud. As you've never taken three before. Her fingers pumping in and out and spreading inside of you....
You didn't realize until you felt it that Vanessa had tore your bra off and connected her mouth with your right breast. Her tongue gazing across your nipple, with her pulling your right leg up a bit
"oh fuck! Oh fuck! God damn!" You said in-between moans as you look down at her, her eyes opening to gaze up at you.
She can tell by your body shaking and you clenching, your getting close to cumming. She smirked as she bit down on your nipple a bit.
"getting close?" Vanessa asked with your eyes widening a bit.
"don't try and-" you were saying, because you thought she was going to stop right before you came but, she moved up more. Her face an inch away from yours and her arm pulling your leg up more as her fingers continued to pump in and out
"I'm not going to but, don't give me the idea to" Vanessa said as she connected her lips with yours. You closed your eyes and continued to kiss her back.
Her fingers pumping in and out of you until, you felt it inside of you. You're getting close, you can feel it. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck....
Your eyes widened as you clenched your walls around Vanessa's fingers and let yourself cum around them
A loud moan filling the bedroom as your mouth was agape with your chest heaving up and down.
Vanessa smirked as she felt your cum surround her fingers, soon pulling them out of you and looking down to see the mess you left.
Vanessa than opened her mouth and made sure you saw her lick up your juices.
"you're nasty Nessy..." You said with a smirk as you laid back in the pillows, sweat dripping down your forehead and body.
"god damn, why don't you do that every time?" You asked as you saw Vanessa get off the bed. With her taking her hair out and letting it fall to her shoulders as she started taking her cop uniform...as she walked in the bathroom
'Couldn't do the strip down in front me?'
"well, tonight is special" Vanessa responded from inside the bathroom. Oh yeah, 2 year's ago today was your first date. Damn what a fine day that was back than.
"yeah, hey. When your done in there, can you uncuff me? I like being tied down by you but sexy time is over" you said with a chuckle as you heard Vanessa laugh back from inside the bathroom.
"no, it's not hun" Vanessa responded which made your eyes widen a bit. Until Vanessa walked back out for the bathroom in a strap on. Your face got red hot with you starring at the purple dildo for a second
"surprised?" Vanessa asked as she walked up, crawling into the bed with her going in between your legs, her hands resting on your thighs like last time.
"to say the least...." You gazed back down at the crotch. You watch as her hand grab at the toy and line it with your pussy.
You were so excited that she didn't even need to lube the toy up since you were dripping wet.
You breathed heavy as you wanted her to shove it inside you already, you wanted her to fuck you...
You moan out loud as you feel the toy enter you, leaning your head back and looking up at the ceiling as you buck your hips a bit. Slowly, you feel Vanessa hips hit yours as she begins to thrust in and out of you, slowly.
You moan out in rough breaths as you look down, watching her hips go back and fourth.
Vanessa starred down at you, watching how each time she thrusted into you. How your tits would bounce up and down, your wetness going everywhere and leaking down your legs
Vanessa grabbed your hips, with her hands sliding under and pulling you up, making her thrust faster and harder into you.
"oh fuck...oh fuck... officer Shelly..." You moaned out, as you felt the toy keep hitting every good spot in you.
Vanessa breathed heavy as she leaned in more, her thrusting getting harder as it made you moan louder.
Vanessa looked down at your body again, the way the sweat came off your tits down your body, her hands clenched from beneath you as she wanted to see the other side
"turn around" Vanessa commanded, you opened your eyes as you nodded. You didn't even have the energy to speak with the way she was fucking you.
Vanessa pulled out as you turned around on your stomach, wondering why. You look over your shoulders with sweat dripping down your forehead
"why'd you make me- AH!" you asked before feeling Vanessa shove the toy back in and begin thrusting again.
"I just wanted to see you from behind" Vanessa said as her hands held your ass, as she thrusted into you. You began to shake as you knew you weren't going to last long
Not like this, you balled your hands up with you moaning out, trying to hold in from cumming.
You than looked over your shoulder, as you watched Vanessa fuck you. Your moans growing louder
Vanessa looked over to see you starring at her, your face looked so cute like that.
"you're so look so cute like this" Vanessa said as her hands gripped your cheeks. You blushed bright as you moaned out loud
"V-Vanessa!" You moaned out as you cummed hard, shaking as your walls clenched tight around the toy. With your body soon falling limp as you breathed out heavily.
The toy soon leaving you as Vanessa toke off the straps from her hips, as she laid next to you. Her arms wrapping around your under bust as she nudged her head next to yours
"how was that?" Vanessa asked as she gave you a kiss on the cheek, you chuckled a bit with you still getting your breath back.
"was sexy ass hell....can you undo my wrists now" you asked with you smiling, you were just taking a break now.
"I think I'll keep you like this the entire night" Vanessa said as she smiled and hugged you tighter. You chuckled a bit with you turning your head
"come on Ness, it's your turn~"
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Sorry for the wait and I haven't written anything NSFW for a while so I hope it was sexy enough
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seduzist · 5 months
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drabble vanessa shelly x fem!reader (smut)
based on this (p*rn link)
vanessa hold your arms onto your back, her naked body on top of yours holding you right in place, you almost couldn’t move, but still all you could feel was pleasure with her strap buried deep inside of you, hitting all the rights spots in a burning sensation.
her hot breath on your neck lets you know how close she was to cumming, the base of the strap stimulating her own clit, her fingers almost making bruises on your wrists by the force, she was almost losing control.
and you loved it. you loved when she loses control and just uses you without really care for you - you know that deep inside she would stop if you asked to, if she realized that she was really hurting you.
but maybe, part of you wanted her to hurt you and call you names, you couldn’t help it, she was the sweetest, but you wanted the other side of her.
so you buck your hips up with every thrust of hers, moaning louder when her strap hits deeper inside you.
“shh, you’re being too loud, princess.” she warned you with her raspy voice. after all, mike and abby could hear it through the walls of your room, and neither of you was planning to tell mike you guys were dating after he sees his older friend fucking his little sister.
but your moans didn’t stop, so vanessa had to be a little rougher. she puts one of her hands on your mouth, muffling every sound you were making even though she loved to hear it.
“shut up, slut, you don’t wanna know how much i’m gonna ruin you if you don’t.”
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foxcantswim · 6 months
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Where's the lie though?
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d3adp00ls · 6 months
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Heyia lovely! Noticed you were taking or rather looking for requests to do with Vanessa from FNAF?
If there still open I was wondering if you were able to a fluffy one, maybe when the reader is related to Mike somehow and she knows he’s struggling with a job so it’s actually her that suggest to Mike to work as a night guard with her, and maybe Mike is overprotective of the reader so when Vanessa turns up he’s like ‘stay away from her’, but their actually a couple, and when Mike just finds out he’s shocked and if your comfortable with it maybe Vanessa giving the reader a kiss or a kiss on the cheek and he like ‘so I’ll see you for date night?’
Overprotective?
Vanessa (fnaf movie) x reader
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Summary: basically the request
Contents: fluff, angst (you gotta squint really hard tbh), established relationship, protective Mike, secret relationship
W/c: how about you count for me bbg 😉 (I’m actually so sorry this is so fucking long and idek why)
side note: The only thing I really changed is the fact that you aren't related to Mike and that you're just a childhood friend, I hope that’s okay and enjoy the totally amazing writing that I love so much!! Also, I’m pretty sure this does not fit totally well with the movie's timeline but it does kind of take place during it.
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You started working as a security guard at Freddy’s about three months ago. Although it wasn’t the ideal job and the pay sucked ass, it had its perks. For instance, you enjoyed watching Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica perform for you, and you also found it amusing to watch Foxy try to beat your high score on one of the old arcade games. It was pretty funny to see him struggle with the machines using only one hand, but it was less funny when he got mad and hit the machine with his hook. However, the best thing about the job was Vanessa Shelly, the officer who came every other night. You met her on your third day working at Freddy’s when she came to introduce herself to you, and you both immediately clicked. Now, two months later, you’re together.
Recently, you’ve been feeling lonely at Freddy’s. Vanessa couldn’t visit you all the time due to her job, and as much as you love the animatronics, you can’t have real conversations with them. Half the time, you’re left in your own thoughts while waiting for your watch to read 6 a.m. Vanessa recently told you that they were trying to find another security guard to work at Freddy’s with you. You were excited about the idea until she told you that you both would only have one shift together. Nonetheless, you were still excited about the idea of not being alone every night on the weeks Vanessa couldn’t keep you company. You just wish they would find a person faster. You were becoming more and more impatient as the days passed. It got to the point where you even asked Vanessa if you could look for someone yourself, which you quickly realized was stupid because you didn’t even know anyone who could do night shifts. You had given up hope of having a coworker and accepted the fact that some weeks you would be stuck at the old restaurant alone. However, one of your nights off changed everything. You were babysitting for your best friend Mike Schmidt, who was apparently out trying to get a job because he beat up some kid’s father at his last one. You had been drawing in the living room on the floor with Abby when he came in holding and reading an orange paper. You furrowed your eyes as you stood up and walked to him. “What’s that?” Mike looked up at you as you nodded toward the paper. He looked back down at it before sighing and crumbling it up. “Nothing, don’t worry about it,” he said with a small huff before looking towards the kitchen and seeing a box of pizza with a half-eaten pie on the table. He looked back towards you with furrowed brows. “Did you order dinner?” he asked while walking towards the kitchen and picking up a slice, feeling that it was still warm.
“Nah, my girl….I mean uh… a friend of mine did,” you said with a shrug, clearing your throat when you realized you almost had a slip-up. It’s not like you didn’t trust Mike with knowing that you had a girlfriend. You knew you could trust him, seeing as you had come out to him when you both were 15, and he was more supportive than your own parents could ever be. However, it wasn’t about sexuality with Mike. It was his protectiveness over the one he loved. He has been going through a lot ever since Garret’s death, so you don’t blame him at all for becoming overprotective about you and Abby. But the fact that you don’t blame him doesn’t mean you won’t sometimes wish he would lay off on the protective big brother act. Sometimes it’s the only reason why you haven’t told him about Vanessa. You were scared of how he would react and that he wouldn’t approve. Mike looked at you with a raised brow, and your heart nearly sank at the thought of him hearing your slip-up. But then a smirk started to form on his lips, causing you to raise a brow before he started speaking. “Oh? I didn’t realize people actually liked you enough to consider you a friend.”
You sarcastically laughed at his words before punching him in the arm, causing him to laugh and move away from you with his arms raised in defense. “Very funny, Mike. Tons of people like me, alright?” you say with a roll of your eyes as you walk back to the living room where Abby is still finishing her drawing. “Anyways, how’d it go? Did you get the job?” You ask as you begin to pick up some of the crayons that Abby wasn’t using. You hear Mike groan, causing you to glance up at him. He’s sitting in a chair with a hand covering his face. “That bad, huh?” Mike shakes his head, moving his hand to tap against the arm of the chair. “I don’t even want to talk about it,” he says with another groan before leaning his head back to let out a huff. You hum in return as you finish picking up the rest of the crayons and placing them next to Abby’s drawings on a table with a smile before standing up fully and brushing your pants off. “Well, I should start heading out. I have work tomorrow, and I have to do a ton of other stuff before then, so I want to get some rest before all of that,” you begin walking around to grab your stuff as you speak. Mike seems to perk up at your words, and you notice it as you go to reach for your coat. The way he practically jumps out of his seat and looks at you almost stuns you with how fast he moves towards you. You notice Abby now looking at you both with a confused look, which you shrug at her before Mike stands right in front of you, causing you to take a step back. “Whoa, what’re-” “You have a job, right?” Mike says so quickly you won’t even think he’s speaking English. “Excuse me?” “You’ve got a job, right?” he says a little slower but still slightly fast. “Yeah? Did I not just say that?” “Are you hiring?” He asks, his face showing hope. You give a sad smile in return as you pull your coat on. “Yeah, we are…but you can’t do night shifts, remember?” Mike sighs, looking towards Abby, who is watching the interaction.
He looks at you returning the sad look.
“I don’t think I have much of a choice at this point.”
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You sat in the security office at Freddy’s, humming to yourself as you watched the security camera with a bored expression. It was Thursday, which meant you and Mike had a joint shift. This was the last day of the week for him and the first day of the week for you. You had arrived a little earlier than needed, so you continued to stare mindlessly at the cameras as you waited for him to arrive. Your eyes began to get heavy, and you were just about to dose off when you saw a car pull into the parking lot and park next to your car. You sat up, looking more closely, and saw Mike get out of the car. You smiled a little, but your smile dropped when you noticed him talking to someone. You tried to squint to get a closer look before the door opened, and Abby got out. “What the hell?” you mumbled under your breath before standing up and walking towards the entrance to meet them there.
“Y/n!” You smile when you hear Abby’s voice excitedly yell your name before she jumps into your arms and gives you a tight hug. “Hey, Ab’s!” you answer, hugging her back before putting her down. “What are you doing here?” you ask with an amused tone. When you look towards Mike, he’s already nervous, knowing you will be on his case about this later. “Mike lets me come sometimes!” she says happily, and you raise your eyebrow at her while looking back at Mike. “Sometimes? You’ve been here before?” Abby nods before running off towards the stage where Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica are all standing, seeming to be happy that she’s there. You watch the interaction between the three robots and the little girl before sighing and looking back at Mike. “She’s been here before, Mike?” Your tone now changes from the one you used with Abby to one more serious. “I know what this looks like, but I swear I have a good explanation,” he says. You raise a brow at him as he continues to speak. “You usually babysit for Abby, but today we both had work, so I tried to get someone else, but I couldn’t find anyone to fill in for you.” “What about that girl who would sometimes watch Abby? Max?” you ask while looking back at Abby to see her and Foxy watching the other three perform. “She hasn’t been answering my calls,” Mike states, causing you to look back at him with a confused look. “Since when?” “Since last Thursday when you took the day off because you were sick.” You nod at his answer before letting out a sigh. “Okay…I guess it’s fine that she’s here. Just please keep an eye on her. The animatronics are cool and all, but they can be a little rough sometimes.” He hums and nods, and you smile at him before playfully hitting his arm. “Now, come on, let’s go watch the show.”
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It was 4 am, You and Abby were playing in the arcade with animatronics watched you both and Mike was god knows where.
Abby had just beaten your high score, much to Foxy’s dismay, and she was excitedly jumping around as you watched her while laughing before you got a glimpse of Mike speed walking towards the entrance causing you to furrow your brows but you just shrugged it off and look back at Abby who is now trying to convince foxy he can beat the high scores.
You were about to start a new game for him but then you heard Mike's voice paired with another familiar one causing you to furrow your brows and move away from the arcade game telling the group that you would be right back before you jogged towards the voices.
when you got to the entrance you saw Mike talking to someone at the door causing you to walk closer to get a look but when you stepped closer you were met with Vanessa walking in with a smile on her face.
“Hey y/n,” she says with a smile and you all but jump into her arm and hug her tightly while she laughs.
“Vanessa!” you exclaimed, surprised to see her. “It’s been forever!” She chuckled at your words and hugged you back before pulling away, leaving her hand on your waist. “We literally saw each other on Sunday,” she said as you pulled your arms from her. “Yeah…but it still feels like forever,” you mumbled as she laughed again, causing you to smile and playfully hit her on the arm. You were so caught up in the fact that Vanessa was here that you almost forgot Mike was there until he cleared his throat, causing both of you to look back at him. “I didn’t know you two knew each other,” he said, throwing a very obvious glare at Vanessa when her hand stayed at your waist, but she pulled away while clearing her throat, seeming to notice the tension between them suddenly. “Uh, yeah, I met her on her third day here,” she said, glancing at you with a shy smile, which you returned before looking back at Mike, who still hadn’t taken his glare off of Vanessa. “Anyway, I’m gonna go say hi to Abby,” Vanessa clears her throat , giving you one more smile before walking towards the group to escape the awkward tension. “You two seem close…” he stated dryly, finally taking his eyes off of her and landing them on you. You hummed while looking down at your shoes, not wanting to look him in the eyes if you decided to lie about the relationship. “She kept me company during my first few weeks here. She’s a very nice person,” you said, trying to diffuse the tension. Mike hummed and nodded his head, his gaze going back to Vanessa, who was now playing the arcade game. “I bet she is nice to you,” he said, his tone a little harsh, making you glance up at him with furrowed eyebrows, but he was still looking at Vanessa, making you clear your throat. “What’s that supposed to mean?” you asked him when he looked back at you. Mike shrugged before beginning to walk away from you and towards the others. “Nothing…forget it. Let’s just go.”
As you watch him walk away, you groan and cover your face with your hands. You slide them down your face and glance over at the group. Vanessa is already looking back at you with a playful smile and motions her head towards the hallway that leads to the security room. You furrow your brows and look away from her towards Mike, who is being distracted by Abby. She’s trying to get him to give Freddy a hug, but he keeps telling her no with what almost looks like a scared expression on his face. The interaction makes you chuckle and shake your head. You look back at Vanessa, who is still staring at you, waiting for you to make a move.
You can't help but break into a smile as you playfully roll your eyes and make your way towards the office. Vanessa announces that she needs to put her coat away and her footsteps quickly jog down the hallway. She grabs your arms and pulls you into the office.
Your gasp is cut short when she kisses you, leaving you momentarily stunned. But you quickly reciprocate, feeling her smile against your lips. She moves her hands to your waist and pushes you into the security chair, closing the door with her foot.
As you try to catch your breath, you look up at her and see her licking her lips. She straddles your legs and you instinctively hold onto her waist. She leans in to kiss your ear, causing you to tilt your head for better access.
"I don't think your little boyfriend approves of me," Vanessa whispers in your ear. You groan and push her back slightly to look at her.
"Don't call him that, he's like a brother to me," you say. Vanessa just smiles and kisses your lips again before moving to your neck.
"Well, your 'brother' definitely looked like he wanted to kill me," she teases. You hum in agreement, closing your eyes as she kisses a sensitive spot on your neck.
"Don't worry about him, he'll come around. He can be a bit overprotective at times," you assure her, gently lifting her head and brushing your thumb against her cheek.
"Have you told him about us yet?" she asks, and you meet her gaze before reluctantly shaking your head.
"I haven't found the right time," you sigh, and she nods in understanding.
"Well, you should figure that out soon," she says, getting up from your lap with a laugh and taking off her police jacket.
"But I don't want to," you whine, standing up and grabbing her arm to turn her back towards you. She smirks at you and shakes her head.
"Babe, I'm not his best friend, you are. You have to handle this on your own. But I'm sure it'll be fine. If he truly cares about you, he'll be happy for us, right?" she reasons, gazing into your eyes. With a heavy sigh, you nod in agreement. Vanessa's soft smile reassures you, and you lean into her touch as she cups your cheek.
"So, are we still on for our date night on Sunday?" you ask, and she leans in closer, her forehead resting against yours.
"Why wouldn't we be?" she teases, a mischievous glint in her eyes. You can't help but look at her lips, and she notices, licking her own before leaning in to kiss you once more.
"We probably should get back to everyone," you mumble between kisses, but you don't make any move to leave her embrace. She hums in response, her lips still pressed against yours.
"We should, but I don't want to leave you," she murmurs, making you laugh softly. You meet her gaze again, and she licks her lips before capturing yours in another passionate kiss.
You were so deep into the kiss that you didnt hear the footsteps coming near the room nor did you hear when the door open.
“The fuck is going on?!”
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youre camera roll if you were dating vanessa shelly ✩
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i've been obsessed with the idea of vanessa using her handcuffs so that your wandering hands don't push her away while she makes you cum over and over again🧍
(the vanessa and mike brainrot has been eating me alive.)
and another anon mentioned vanessa using the cuffs to pull r back into her strap and ... SMUT 17+
she's not necessarily mean about it. stern is more the word. determined, even.
if you'd been able to look back at her, you would see her lips pulled into half a snarl for just a moment, up until your legs started to shake and your moans wobbled. it's then that her face melts, pink lips pursing into a coo. yet, her fingers don't uncurl from the chain of the cuffs, her nails still pierce the skin on your hip, her cock still plunges forcibly into your walls with each punctuated thrust.
this has to be your fifth (maybe sixth?) orgasm of the day, and you know vanessa won't let you rest after this. because she'd been nice to you the entire night. using the fuzzy pink cuffs instead of the ones that came with her job. giving you some time to rest between orgasms three and four. even letting you sit on her face for your fourth orgasm, one you complained about before she'd given you the proposition.
even as she degrades you ("such a pretty little slut 'f me, isn't that right, baby?") she's nice about it. besides, even though what will be orgasm number five (maybe) is possibly the meanest of them all, the one before this one was sweeter, as you were positioned on your back instead of on your knees with your back to her chest like now.
then, you were able to watch vanessa as she pleased you, vibrator forced on your clit to the highest setting while she slowly fucked you open. your hands had attempted to push her away, legs borderline thrashing about as if you weren't enjoying the stimulation.
like a brat –– as vanessa had labeled you –– you were ungrateful, running away from vanessa instead of towards her. which is what warranted the cuffs.
"you got yourself here, sweetheart," vanessa condescendingly reminded you, her lips pressing to the spot right behind your ear.
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airenaa · 6 months
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I need vanessa in a way that is extremely concerning to feminism
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Pairing: Vanessa Shelly x Reader
Warnings: Smut, fingering, and oral
Summary: Vanessa drives you home.
Word Count: 3.8k
Authors Note: Thank you so much for 100 likes! This is my first time writing smut so it's pretty short so please let me know if I should make another part!
Several hours had passed since Vanessa's arrival, and as you kept watch on the cameras, she quietly worked on some leftover paperwork. Her presence in the room was silent yet undeniable, her body language professional and composed but with a hint of flirtatiousness that filled you with anticipation as you waited for the shift to finish. As you continued to monitor the cameras, you couldn't help but notice her occasional glances at you, your eyes often shifting towards hers.
The clock on your desk read 4:47 am and you could feel the fatigue slowly creeping up on you, the tiredness slowly overpowering your desire to spend your shift in Vanessa's company. Despite your desire to be at home and rest, something inside you was drawn back to her, and you found yourself unable to peel your eyes away from her. You were aware that your gaze towards Vanessa was bordering on inappropriate given the context of your relationship, though something about her presence and flirtatious mannerisms made it difficult to look away. You knew you probably shouldn't be gawking at a "friend" the way you were, but you couldn't help it anyway, your eyes unwillingly drifting back towards her at every opportunity.
Vanessa saw your glances out of the corner of her eye, and she couldn't help but smile at the fact that you had your eyes on her. She enjoyed the attention that you were giving her.
A bit more time had passed and you checked the clock, which now read 5:58 am as your shift was almost over. You let out a sigh of relief at the realization.
You had unexpectedly remembered that you didn't have a ride home, and with your shift coming to an end very soon, you decided to approach Vanessa and ask her for a ride home, hoping that she would willingly oblige.
"Hey," you said, breaking the momentary standstill between you two.
"Hm?" she hummed at your gentle interruption, her tone somewhat inquisitive.
"Umm... my friend had dropped me off at work," you said, pausing momentarily as you thought about how to phrase your question. "He can't drive me home, so I was wondering if it would be possible for you to drive me home instead?"
"Ah, I see," Vanessa said, her tone mildly amused. She gave you a small grin before responding, "Of course I can give you a ride home. I'm heading that way anyway, and I wouldn't want you stuck here after your long shift." She then paused and gently added, "I guess I have an excuse to spend some more time with you now, do I?"
"I suppose so," you replied, a tinge of embarrassment mixing with the anticipation of spending more time with her.
Vanessa pushed her chair back and stood up, grabbing the stack of paperwork in front of her. "Let's go," she said, you could make out the excitement in her tone when she added, "I can't wait to get home and finally rest."
"Same here," you replied, laughing slightly, standing up from your seat as well. A small blush formed on your face, although it was more due to their growing anticipation of spending more time with Vanessa than to her sudden standing up.
As you both exited the building, the late night air hit you and the silence between you two became more noticeable, but in it, the tension and excitement of the moment was palpable, the prospect of spending more time with Vanessa giving way to a growing anticipation of spending the ride back with her as you walked side by side across the deserted parking lot.
"Do you think I can ride shotgun?" you joked playfully, causing Vanessa to giggle at your humorous response. "I don't think my ego could handle riding in the back of a cop car," you added with a teasing grin.
Vanessa let out a small giggle at your playful banter. As you both continued towards her patrol car, she gave you a playful smile before responding, "Of course you can ride shotgun.” She gave you another cheeky grin as she added, "I don't blame you for avoiding the backseat."
You both made it to the car, Vanessa leading the way towards the passenger side. She reached out for the passenger door to open it for you. You quickly got into the car nodding, silently thanking her. Your hands accidentally brushing against Vanessa's for a short moment before you settled into the seat, your body suddenly heated up at the brief physical contact.
She made her way around the vehicle, slowly circling around to the driver's side. You felt your heart skip a beat as she finally entered into the driver's side, your eyes following her every movement as your body tingled with excitement at the sudden proximity you found yourself in with her.
Vanessa shot you a soft smile as she turned on the engine and put the car into reverse, her eyes meeting yours as she backed out of her parking space. "So," she spoke up, attempting to start a conversation to lessen the tension of the closed space. Vanessa's nervousness at the closeness between the two of you was evident. "What do you usually do after you get off your shift?" she asked, hoping her question would break the awkwardness.
"Well, the obvious answer would be sleep, but sometimes that just doesn't work out," you replied with a light laugh, trying downplay your nervousness. You shrugged and looked over her way as you asked, "How about you?" You shifted slightly in your seat, the closeness between the two of you starting to affect your nerves.
She gave you a small smile. Each passing second she was becoming conscious of the closeness between the two of you. She let out a soft sigh of exasperation as she replied, "I guess that makes two of us, huh? My sleep schedule's all out of wack; I hardly feel tired after my shift at all."
"Really? You're not tired after your long shift?" You asked slightly shocked.
Her head shook back and forth. "Nope, I'm not, surprisingly." A small smile grew on her lips, making it obvious that she wasn't tired in the slightest, which caused you to tilt your head slightly.
"Honestly, I'm not that tired either," you confessed after giving Vanessa a brief glance, your gaze then moving to the road before you. She responded with a light chuckle and a small shrug as she continued to drive, the slight tension from earlier now relieved, the both of you now feeling a bit more relaxed and comfortable.
"Well, that makes two of us, then," Vanessa responded, her teasing glance towards you shifting into a seductive smirk as she continued to drive. "I can think of some ways we can spend our time together." She says teasing you, her eyes remaining fixed on the road.
"I'm sure you can," you responded in a lighthearted tone, teasing Vanessa right back with your reply before your gaze turned back towards the road.
"Oh, you have no idea," Vanessa replied, a smirk growing on her lips. Blush creeped onto your face shocked by her words. She seemed to thrive on your continued response to her teasing.
As you glanced at the road, you noticed that you were nearing your house, Vanessa pulling into your street as she drove on.
She pulled up in front of your house, parking the car before shifting her gaze towards you and speaking, "Want me to walk you to your door?" Her voice was soft yet playful as she gave you a knowing smirk, her words filled with an underlying layer of flirtation as she waited for your response, her eyes remaining fixed on you as she awaited your next move.
"I'd actually like that," you responded, your gaze fixated on Vanessa, your heart beating slightly faster as you took in her knowing smirk.
There was an unspoken tension between the two of you, your mind now filled with the anticipation of what exactly would happen next, if anything would.
You and Vanessa both exit the car, walking side by side up the pathway leading to your front door, the two of you remaining close together as your heart rate begins to increase. The two of you now mere inches apart, your mind flooding with thoughts and images of what exactly might happen once you set foot in the threshold of your front door.
You quickly shook your head away from your thoughts as you reached the front door. Your fingers grasped the handle and turned it, slightly opening it while returning your focus to Vanessa.
There was a moment of silence that lingered in the air, the tension between you two growing thicker with each passing second. You held the door open, your gaze meeting hers and your heart beating rapidly as you looked into her eyes. The desire to jump into Vanessa's arms and kiss her was nearly overwhelming.
You had opened your mouth to speak, to thank her, but Vanessa unexpectedly took control by placing her hands on your face and pulling you in close, her lips crashing fiercely against yours as she fulfilled both of your desires. The kiss was passionate, the pent-up feelings and emotions being released like a dam bursting open. There was no holding back, the overwhelming confirmation that Vanessa had felt the same for you, her lips soft and tasting of blueberry chapstick, her body heat rising with a feverish passion at the intensity of your kiss.
You were intoxicated by the kiss, and Vanessa's expertise in kissing proved to be almost overwhelming, her lips and mannerisms almost too good to be true. As your hands moved from the door to her hips, she pulled slightly back from the kiss to catch her breath and rested her forehead against yours, the two of you locked in a haze of passion as your head swirled with the intensity of the kiss and the closeness of Vanessa.
“I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to do that,” Vanessa says, practically panting out, due to being out a breath.
Her words catch you off guard, your face flushed and pulse racing at Vanessa's confession. You weren't sure what to say, your body still recovering from the shock of the kiss and your stomach full of butterflies at the boldness of Vanessa's words. Her panting breaths a sign of her own excitement and arousal. Her bold confession only made the butterflies in your stomach even flap harder.
Her playful demeanor was evident as she leaned back in towards you, her lips connecting forcefully with yours. The kiss became more intense and sloppy - and wet, which now wasn’t the only wet thing.
Vanessa pulled her body closer to yours, her movements becoming more deliberate as she drew you further backward and deeper into the confines of the doorway. Her lips pressed more forcefully against yours, the intimacy and closeness causing the heat to rise rapidly between the two of you. You felt the flood of passion start to overtake your senses, Vanessa's actions leading the way as she pulled you backward towards her, your mind becoming more fuzzy and disoriented due to the intoxicating aroma of her kiss.
As you stumbled backwards into your entryway, she smoothly shut the door behind the both of you with one hand, never taking her lips off yours. She momentarily pulled back to catch her breath. She breathed in heavily to compensate for her rapid breathing and the rise in her heart rate, while maintaining a firm grip on you, her strong hands now clutching your body close, you let out a gasp as she presses you against the door.
As the passion continues to build between the two of you, Vanessa's actions become more deliberate and intense, her hold on you growing tighter and her kisses becoming more forceful as your body begins to react with the sensations of her touch. Her lips press against your own in a fierce display of lust and her tongue begins to enter your mouth, the heat and tension steadily rising as you both lose control. Your breaths becoming louder and more intense as her hands roam your body.
Her hand slowly found its way to your chest, her long fingers gently circling your skin and caressing your tit though your shirt. Her touch was light and tentative at first, but you could feel it growing in fervor and intensity as she moved upwards, her fingers starting to probe and caress your tits as your arms found their way around her neck, leaning into her touch. The intensity of your actions matching the growing heat between the both of you.
The kisses shared between the both of you became more, and more desperate. Your desire for her growing immensely.
You dragged Vanessa, still in the heat of the moment, towards your bedroom, your bodies stumbling a bit as you both kissed, but neither of you cared at this point. It had felt like you had waited for this moment your whole life, and you couldn’t believe it was happening.
As you entered your bedroom, Vanessa pushed you onto the bed, climbing on top of you and smirking down at you. Her newfound position at the forefront of your shared intimate moment giving her control. You had let out a gasp at her movements as you looked up at her.
Vanessa leaned down and gave your lips another lingering kiss, she softly spoke to you, "Hmm, I can’t tell you have many times I've imagined this; you below me," she whispered with a hint of seduction in her voice. She hoped her words would get a reaction out of you.
“Yeah? What exactly did you think about?” You asked, trying to fake your confidence, while deep down you were nervous. Your face heating up slightly, awaiting her response.
She leaned in towards you again, as she whispered, "I thought about how many ways I could please you."
Your eyes widened as you heard her words, and your voice grew thick with lust and desire as you whispered back, "Well, shall we try them out?" Vanessa nodded, as she leaned in further and began leaving wet and sloppy kisses down your neck, you let out a sigh of pleasure.
Vanessa's hands slowly traveled down to the hem of your shirt, her hands gripping it gently as she looked back at you, silently asking for permission to remove it. Your face flushed as you nodded your head, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.
She pulled your shirt up slowly, her hands slipping between the fabric and your body as you sat up slightly to allow her to pull the shirt over your head.
Vanessa tossed your shirt into a corner of the room, unconcerned on where it would end up, leaving you in your bra. She took time to admire your chest and how it moved up and down as you breathed.
"God, you're so hot," Vanessa breathed out, still admiring you as she let your figure and shape sink into her mind.
You felt your body grow slightly flush at her words, and you responded saying, "You're not too bad yourself."
Vanessa leaned back in, gently kissing you at first. Her hands freely roamed your body, desiring to touch every last inch of it, both of your bodies now heating up (even more) as you responded with the same passion, your fingers running through Vanessa's hair. Your breaths becoming heavier, and the tempo of the kisses slowly growing in intensity, your body beginning to melt with pleasure and excitement as Vanessa's lips met yours.
You moaned into the kiss, the feeling of Vanessa's pink, soft lips on yours causing another wave of pleasure to wash over you. Your desire for her grew more and more intense than ever before. Never before would you think you’d even want, need a woman as much as you needed her.
As the kiss became more intense, you couldn't control yourself anymore. You grabbed the hem of her shirt, your fingers gripping the fabric as you lifted it up higher.
As you lifted Vanessa's shirt off, she held her arms over her head to help you, and her body was exposed to you as her shirt was lifted over her head. As the shirt was removed, her dark, lacy bra revealed itself, highlighting her beauty. A smirk was drawn on your face in response as you tossed Vanessa's shirt near yours.
You only had a moment to take in the sight of Vanessa, as she took no time leaning back into kiss you once more, her lips gently yet vigorously meeting yours. Vanessa slowly allowing her body to lean back as she gently spread your legs, pressing the entirety of her body against yours, her knee now rubbing against your heat.
The feeling was intoxicating, it drove you wild, your body craving more, your hips involuntarily lifting as you sought for more friction. Your hips moved in a rhythmic motion as your body begged for more contact, the intensity of the feeling overtaking you and your senses as Vanessa continued to kiss you, her knees digging deeper into your as the motions of your hips grew more intense.
Vanessa's hand quickly darted behind you, her fingers handling the clasp of your bra and unclipping it with swift motion, as you stood motionless for a second, stunned at the ease and quickness of Vanessa's actions. Vanessa then tossed your bra somewhere into the room, exposing your upper body to the open air and creating a feeling of vulnerability before her, watching your reaction to her movements with a half-smirk.
She leaned down and began to leave open mouth kisses on your collarbone, slowly making her way down to your breasts. As she reached your tits she took a nipple into her mouth and rolled the other between her thumb and pointer finger. The sudden contact almost overwhelming, you arched your back at the feeling.
Her motions alternated between swirling her tongue around and sucking on your nipple. Your soft whimpers and panting noises only encouraging her to do more. Vanessa switched sides now paying attention to your other nipple.
Your body had grown even hotter at the feeling of her hands and hot mouth on you. She began her decent down your body. Leaving soft, gentle kisses down your body. Her kisses got sloppier as she reached your naval.
Vanessa looked up at you and smirked as she began to unbutton your pants teasingly slow. As she finally unbuttoned your jeans, Vanessa began to tug downwards on the waistline - a clear sign for you to help her by lifting your hips. The anticipation was almost maddening.
She pulled off your jeans painfully slow, obviously teasing you. At this point you weren't sure if you could handle much more teasing.
Finally your jeans were off and discarded somewhere, God knows where, in the room. She leaned back in, continuing where she had left off, just below your naval. Slowly and teasingly she lowered her way down. Both of her hands found each one of your thighs, parting them a bit wider than before.
Vanessa began to leave light kisses all over your thighs and inner thighs. You were becoming restless at this point as you spoke up, "Please, Vanessa."
You were desperate for her to relieve the ache and tension between your thighs. "Please what?" She asked, although she already knew the answer she wanted to hear you say it.
"Touch me please," you begged her. You should've been embarrassed of how needy you were, but all you could focus on is how much you needed her.
"But I am touching you?" She teased, smirking slightly. But she gave in as soon as she glanced at your face.
Vanessa slowly rubbed your clit through the fabric of your underwear. You let out a sigh of relief at the sudden pleasure. She could immediately feel how wet you were, even though there was a barrier between her thumb and your heat.
Leaning down she took the waistline of your panties between her teeth she looked you directly in your eyes she pulled it down. It honestly was the hottest thing you had ever witnessed. She pulled it the rest of the way down with her hands and tossed it behind her, not giving a care where it would end up. All of her attention right now was on you.
She didn’t waste any time as she began kissing your inner thighs as she made her way closer and closer to where you had desired her most. You squirmed, waiting for something, anything to happen. As she reached your center she tested the waters by licking your clit softly. You gasped at the contact.
She had began slowly, licking you but as soon as she heard just what those gentle touches could do to you, it fueled her. She applied more pressure with her tongue, which drove you insane. Your hands made its way to her hair which you now gripped.
Testing the waters once more, she began to suck on your clit which brought out an explicit moan out of your lips.
She began to eat you out like you were her last meal. You were shocked by how good she was at.
Vanessa brought her middle finger up to you entrance as she slowly pushed it in, still paying attention to your bundle of nerves. She slowly trusted her finger in you, once in a while curling it in a ‘come-hither’ motion.
After a while she pushed in her ring finger as well, it took you a second to adjust to the stretch of her fingers but once you did your senses were overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Fuck,” you moaned out. That fueled her even farther as she sped up her movements. You were already embarrassing close to coming - but in your position who wouldn’t?
Your moans became closer and closer together, Vanessa knew exactly what that meant. She kept her movements at the same pace and her fingers kept brushing and curling against the spot the made you see stars. You were sure that the neighbors would make a noise complaint due to your noises.
Your back arched as the coil in you abdomen snapped, your orgasm hitting you like a truck. You panted as Vanessa worked you through your high as your legs shaked softly. She stopped her movements and removed her fingers.
You took a moment to recover as you looked up at her. “God, you’re amazing.” You said looking at her with your eyes half-lidded. She let out a soft laugh.
Now all you could think of was returning the favor and how hard you were falling for the blonde.
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