#wlw fanfiction

[seattlesellie]

the space between us

pairing: ellie williams x reader

summary: MINORS DNI!!!! this is basically fluff that leads to pure smut. i love ellie's fascination with space and i just had to write something surrounding it. i've never written smut in my life i'm sorry if this is awful but i truly tried...  warnings: smut, dom!ellie, sub!reader, fingering (r!receiving), oral (r! receiving), spanking, ellie's a little pussy drunk and slightly deranged, degradation kink, praise kink, spanking, choking, lmk if there are one's i might have forgotten!  ellie and you started getting close. too close. it was a dangerous game. it started with being paired up to go on patrols with her, and ended up with you two having regular movie nights at your place. somehow, she always ended up falling asleep in your bed, and you never dared to wake her up.

in those moments, when she was sleeping right beside you, you felt like you were in a dream. you'd study her features, taking every single one of them in. the way her freckles were scattered across her face, like a galaxy of stars. the way a strand of her hair fell perfectly behind her ear. the way her firm hand grazed the pillow softly, tattoo's on full display.  sometimes, you'd put your hand right next to hers, and find yourself admiring the contrast. compared to her firm hand, your hand seemed fragile, small. her tattoo's seemed to embody her spirit - confident, and unapologetically herself. you couldn't help but wonder how that hand might feel like around your waist. after entrancing in those deep thoughts, almost like a ritual, you'd fall asleep besides her.   it was a warm night in jackson, and ellie and you had made plans to meet up at her house. when you and ellie hung out, it was almost always at your place. she would always tell you that her place was too messy, too dirty, that you wouldn't like it. she didn't know all you wanted was to be closer to her, to know her. after patrol the other day, ellie mentioned she had a surprise for you, and invited you over. your heart fluttered at the invitation. finally, you thought.  you picked out a pair of tight, light pink pajama shorts paired with a simple white tank top. ellie always told you how pretty you looked with your hair like that.

you knocked on her door, and a few seconds later she opened it to greet you with a huge smile on her face and open arms. she pulled you in for a hug, her arms wrapping tightly around your body, and you leaned into her, feeling the warmth of her body against yours. she rubbed your back slightly. ellie's never been a hugger, but with you, she couldn't help it. she liked having you near her. whenever you'd go grab a drink at the bar, she would always make sure to wrap her hand around your waist if some guy tried it with you. you weren’t hers, but it felt like you had been for all of your life. 

you pulled away from the hug, a small smile on your lips as you looked up at her. "hey" you said softly, feeling a little shy in her presence. no matter how much time you've spent with her, you always felt nervous, giddy. she looked down at you, her eyes lingering on your chest for a second too long. it made your face heat up slightly. did you wear that just for her?  "hey yourself" she said, her voice deep, warm and playful. "are you ready for your surprise?" she asked, taking your hand in hers and pulling you inside. her hand didn't leave yours, and she was practically dragging across the entrance.   suddenly, she stopped, and put her hands on your eyes, covering them entirely with her long, sleek fingers.  "el, are you going to kidnap me?!" you said, giggling uncontrollably.

"nah, i'm saving that for another time... if you piss me off" she said. you couldn't see her, but you swore you could hear that smirk forming on her face. she kept on dragging you on, slower this time, so you wouldn't trip over the mess on her floor. books, records, clothes. she really was messy. she rested her firm hand on your waist in order to guide you. you prayed to god she didn't hear your breath slightly hitch up at the sudden contact. 

after she was done guiding you through her house, which ended up with you slightly bumping in to a wall (she swore she didn't do it on purpose, you knew she did) you felt a warm breeze caressing your body. her hand left your waist, which made you pout. finally, she removed her hands from your eyes. you found yourself on her porch, staring at a strange object.  "what is this?" you asked, your voice filled with excitement, which made ellie slightly scrunch her nose at you. your eyes fell on an object that you didn't recognize. it was a long, slender metal device. you furrowed your brows.  "it's a telescope" she explained. "you use it to look at the stars."  your heart leapt at the idea, and you turned back to the telescope, feeling a sense of awe wash over you. ellie watched as you gazed at the telescope with a look of wonder on your face. she couldn't help but smile at how excited you were. you always had a way of finding joy in the simplest things, and it was one of the things she admired most about you. 

"you like it?" ellie asked, her voice soft and teasing.  you turned to look at her, your eyes shining with excitement. "i love it." you said, a smile spreading across your face. ellie chuckled, reaching out to ruffle your hair affectionately. "you're so cute when you're excited" she said, her voice warm, teasing you even more. you blushed slightly at her words, as she stood with her hands fidgeting with the buttons of her grey flannel.  "where did you even manage to get that?" you asked. 

"found it on patrol the other day… and i knew i had to show you" she responded. she was thinking about you, she wanted to show you.

״come on" ellie said, gesturing towards the telescope. "let me show you how it works." you followed her eagerly, your heart racing. 

"you put your eye right here..." she explained, with her hand right on your waist, never leaving your side. "you close one eye..." you didn't see shit, which made ellie laugh.  "one eye, like you're winking"  "you know i can't wink!" you exclaimed, with a childish tone.   "okay, okay. let me help you dummy"  ״hey!" you slightly pushed her off jokingly.  she got behind you, and you could feel her chest grazing your back ever so slightly. she covered your left eye, keeping you firm against her. you could feel her belt caressing your ass. you wanted to be pushed against her more than anything in the fucking world. you felt hot all of a sudden, as if someone lit a fire inside of you.   "now, look" her voice was quiet, deep, raspy.  your breath caught in your throat as you stared at the glowing orb in the sky. 

the moon was breathtakingly beautiful, and you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotion. joy filled your eyes, and you turned to ellie, your voice trembling with excitement.  "oh my god ellie", you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "its so beautiful" she smiled at you, her eyes warm and tender.  "i'm glad you like it." she said, looking deeply into your eyes.  "you wanna see saturn?" she asked, with a smirk on her face. you nodded your head at her, like a little puppy. it made her heart melt.  "turn around then" she whispered to you, adjusting the lens.  she got closer to you. even closer than before, her fingers were trailing little circles around your tummy. you wanted to see saturn, you swore you did, but she was so close, so fucking close you couldn't focus on anything else other than her soft breaths against your neck. you were lost in the sensation.  "are you looking?" she asked playfully. it was like she knew. she knew what she was doing to you.  "y-yes" you said, stuttering, embarrassment washing over you.  "yeah?" she asked with a tone you couldn't quite recognize.  your heart was beating faster. your head was almost spinning. you couldn't even respond. your breaths became heavier, and so did ellie's. you could feel her heart pounding against your back.  "describe it to me then" she demanded with a low voice.  you swallowed. "umm..." you almost whined, as you felt her soft lips grazing your shoulder.  "the ring...-it has a ring...-" you stuttered. your voice was shaky and you couldn't focus. couldn't see anything. saturn was the last thing on your mind.  "which one do you like more, the moon, or saturn?" she teased. her lips were so close to your ear it tickled, making it even harder to breathe. 

"i… i cant- i cant pick" your breathing got heavier. her hands were still wrapped around your tummy, her head resting on your shoulder. you could feel the air coming out of her nose with every breath she took, caressing you. suddenly, you felt her soft lips on your shoulder, planting a small, light kiss.   "ellie..." you whined quietly, and that was enough for her. she pulled you in even closer.  "tell me what you want, y/n" her voice was husky, whispering in your ear, making your knees weaker. you couldn't even respond.  "you can tell me to stop..." she planted another kiss. "should i stop?" she said, as if she knew she had you wrapped around her little finger as you melted into her touch.  you were a silent, whimpering mess, and she didn't even start. the knot in your lower stomach was too much for you to handle. it was tickling, burning, all for her.  "i cant pretend with you anymore" she said, and she turned you around to face her.  "you're fucking killing me." she had a hungry look on her face. starving. her eyes were darker than ever. "ellie…" you said in a needy voice. you didn’t need to say anything else. she could sense your desperation from a mile away.  "fuck…" she grunted loudly. her hands trailed up to cup your breasts. she was squeezing them hard. it almost hurt, but you were too focused on the pressure building up in between your thighs to pay it any mind.  "ellie... ellie…" is all you managed to whine. your desperate little voice was making her go crazy, squeezing your tits tighter, until you were left shaking in her arms.  "if you want more, you're going to have to beg for it." she said with a breathy voice. she sounded hungry, like she needed you to tell her what you felt, more than anything in the world.  you surrendered. you were hers in this moment, and you'd do anything she said. anything.  "p..please ellie touch me, kiss me, please" you weren't even sure if that's what you said, since your voice was so breathy and desperate, mind clouded with the thought of her hand on your tits, fingers circling your nipples through your thin bra. 

she turned you around forcefully. she looked like a fucking animal, her eyes dark with lust. she let out a groan, and she smashed her lips into yours. her lips were slightly chapped, opening up your soft lips, begging for acceptance. begging you to let her in. it was wet, and your head was spinning from the burning desire. one of her hands grabbed you by your neck, and the other pulled you closer to her by the back of your head, almost pulling your hair.the warmth of her tongue was driving you insane, dancing all over yours. she needed you more than anything. the ache between your legs was killing you, craving some sort of friction. you couldn’t believe this was happening.  

all of a sudden, she picked you up, her hands grabbed your ass, and she carried you to her living room, lips never leaving yours. it was borderline pornographic, the sounds your mouths were making. she let out a grunt as she pushed you up against the wall, and broke the kiss. 

the feeling of not having her lips over yours was excruciating, you needed her bad. you were gripping her flannel's collar, and her hand started playing with the hem of your little pants, eyes never leaving yours. her gaze suddenly turned soft. 

"you sure about this?" she asked in a breathy voice, as she pushed a hair strand away from your face. "i can't be around you without... i can't do this anymore, you drive me fucking crazy." now, it was her turn to heat up. her cheeks were red, eyes hungry for you. 

"ellie, i want to do this right now" you said, you felt tears forming in your eyes. you were so desperate it hurt, and it was finally happening.

"don't play with me" she said as she roamed her hands all over your body, purposefully avoiding your clothed cunt. 

"im not playing with you..." you whispered, as you grabbed her face and pushed it closer to yours. 

"i think about you all the fucking time" you admitted, voice shaking. 

she flipped you over so your ass was pushed up against her jeans and her belt was borderline bruising you. your heart skipped a beat at every move she made. she slapped your ass and it made a sound so loud you swore it could have woken up every resident in jackson. you moaned loudly.  "jesus christ," she muttered under her breath. you've never seen her like this. it was primal. every grunt that left her voice was filled with pure carnal energy. 

"i want to fuck you so bad" she said, her voice shaking, as she gave your ass another slap, earning herself a moan mixed with the sound of her name leaving your mouth. her hands grasped the skin underneath your shirt, reaching for the hem of your bra. she almost tore the fabric away from your body, leaving you with no shirt on. her sudden act of aggression left you with a startled look on your face. "fuck. i don’t wanna hurt you" she said, it felt like she didn’t mean it. her hand was caressing your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. "i can't- i cant hurt you… youre so fucking pure…" her voice was slightly above a whisper. your breathing was rapid, her eyes were inviting you in. 

"i need you. i need you" your voice cracked. you needed her more than anything. her hands on your body were fucking electric, she could hurt you all she wanted, you didn't care.   she pushed her knee between your thighs, giving you that friction you oh so craved. you heard her loud groan, and she hit every single nerve in your body. she noticed your little moans and whimpers, which made her move her knee up and down on your pussy. every moan encouraged her to torture you even more. 

"fuck yourself. show me how bad you need it" she grunted loudly before kissing you, swallowing in your loud pathetic moans. 

you started moving up and down, feeling your clit against her hard jeans. you were grasping for air, pulling her shirt down, scratching the muscles in her arms. it was excruciating, you craved more of her touch, you needed her. your clit felt swollen, begging to be touched.

"please- ellie- touch me" you whimpered. she hummed, and kissed you again, tongue rough against yours. it felt so fucking good. 

with no effort, she slid your pants off, revealing a pair of lacey white underwear. she breathed heavily and grunted as she noticed the wet spot that formed right where your hole is. her eyelids dropped slowly. she furrowed her brows, looked as if she almost pitied you.

"so fucking wet for me.. such a dirty fucking girl", she gave a quick slap to your pussy, which made you flinch and let out a small scream escape your mouth. her eyes were blazing. you pushed your cunt closer to her face. you were barely aware of your actions, you felt as if something took over you. she smiled playfully and planted a little kiss on your pussy through your panties, licking the wet spot that grew larger with every move of her tongue, over and over again, just to drive you mad.

you moaned her name, again and again, it was almost like you were chanting, saying a prayer, and ellie was your god. 

"not so fast…" she teased again. she was staring at your pussy with a look you’ve never seen before. she slightly pinched your panties to reveal your outer lips, and started rubbing them up and down your slit. the fabric was burning through you, and she enjoyed every minute of it. it was intoxicating for her, how the pretty girl next door was in front of her, begging to be fucked. she still didn’t touch you. her mouth was salivating at the sight of your pussy dripping just for her. she owend you. 

your hand grabbed a fistful of her auburn hair, pleading for more.

"now ellie please- please" you were full on whining. that act made ellie stop in her tracks, and she got up to meet your eyes with a stern look on her face. 

"you don’t get to decide." she said firmly. her green eyes were wide, her pupils blown out. she looked high out of her mind.  

you practically pouted, tears almost forming in your eyes.  she took both of your hands firmly. 

"how long have you wanted this, huh?" she toyed, her tone mocking you. there was no going back. she knew of the effect she had on you. no more sneaky looks, no more thinking you were so in charge of your feelings. she cursed under her breath and bit your ear, which made you moan her name loudly. she planted a small delicate kiss to your collarbone.  The sharp contrast of sensations was sending you into a frenzy. one moment, it was the intensity of hardness that left you gasping, only to be met with the tenderness of softness in the next. a delicate kiss followed by a stinging slap, each touch igniting a fire within you.

"tell me, or i don’t touch" no no no. you couldn’t deal with that. 

"i fuck myself thinking about you" you admitted, throat dry with desire. she grinned and let out a loud groan, eyes dark with lust. that was all she needed to hear. 

you were still pushed up against the wall, but now, she was kneeling in front of you. she looked up with her predatory gaze, and that look made another loud moan escape your mouth. she started planting long, light, little kisses over your soaked panties. you could tell she was restraining herself. all she wanted was to ravage you, to fuck you into submission and leave you unable to walk for days. she wanted to break you, but not yet. "its like you were fucking created just for me" she said. it made you blush even harder. just for her. 

"tell me you're mine." she demanded with a grunt.

"im yours… jesus- ellie im yours" you gasped out. she planted more and more kisses on your pussy, burying herself in your scent and wetness. it was killing her, as she felt her own cunt leaking from just the sound of your soft moans. her words were like a drug, intoxicating and addictive, and you couldn't get enough. you arched your back, pressing your hips against her mouth, wanting more, needing more. 

"i need-" kiss. "to taste-" kiss. "that little fucking pussy" she bit your clit through your panties, making you scream loudly. "please eat me- please… fuck-" you moaned, the sound catching in your throat as she bit down. you were mumbling absolute nonsense, the word "please" not leaving your mouth. she got up from her knees again, pushing you firmly against the wall.

she felt herself go absolutely insane, she could feel how wet and needy you were for her. she wrapped her hand around your throat, squeezing it lightly. "you're begging for it, aren't you?" she murmured. "you want me to eat your pretty little pussy until you can't even remember your own name."

her hand was cupping your pussy, giving it small slaps that made your head dizzy. you were hot all over, burning, as her hand imprinted your neck. 

you nodded frantically, not being able to say a word, intoxicated by her grip and her eyes, fucking you with her look.  

she was kneeling again, with her head wrapped between your thighs. you wished you could burn this moment into your memory. it was fucking glorious, a pure work of art, like a scene out of a renaissance painting. your eyes closed in ecstasy.

"jesus christ" she muttered under her breath, and moved your panties to the side, not even bothering to take them all the way off. she needed to know how you taste. she planted a warm, wet kiss all over your aching clit, and sucked it ever so slightly. a moan escaped her mouth, and you saw her hand immediately go down to take off her jeans. she took them all the way off, and then she shoved her hand in her underwear. that sight made you almost come on the spot.

the fact that she couldn’t wait, that she had to touch herself as she was kissing your pussy made you see stars, galaxies. she spread your legs open, your pussy on full display, offering your glistening folds for her exploration. she took her hand out of her black boxers, and without warning, she slid a finger inside you, and you gasped at the sensation of her slick warmth mingling with your own wetness.

"taste so fucking good… so sweet for me" she said in her deep voice.

"holy shit-" is all you could mutter, feeling the tight coil in your belly about to explode. she looked amused, letting out a small chuckle. your loud moan earned you another slap right on your clit. you screamed in agony and pleasure, as she pumped her finger inside and out of you like a fucking machine. 

she spat on your pussy, her saliva mixing with all of your wetness. 

"such a fucking slut for me, youd do anything for me wouldn’t you?" she mumbled, with that hungry fucking look on her face. 

she added another finger, pumping in and out of you, making you come closer and closer to your climax. the moans that left your mouth made her go even crazier. ellie was licking up all the juices that had gathered, and started flicking your clit in a circular motion. you felt so fucking unholy. 

she sucked roughly on your clit, her eyes not leaving yours, demanding for your eye contact. you could feel it coming at you hard, you couldn’t control yourself anymore. you needed to cum and you were almost going to. your eyes rolled in your head, forcing you to leave her piercing gaze. 

she stopped. 

"no. no- no. ellie- wh-why?" you cried. she blew air on your clit slightly, making you twitch. "youre going to look at me when you cum- if you don’t, I'm gonna fucking torture you. understand?" she said firmly, and she spanked your ass once again. 

"i understand" you cried.

"atta girl" she praised, as she wrapped her arm around your ass, and started licking you all over again, with an agonizing speed. your cheeks were covered with tears, you felt so embarrassed but so fucking full of her fingers and her tongue. with every single one of your soft sobs, ellie became more and more eager, moaning softly against your core. 

your mind went absolutely numb, as you felt your orgasm come closer and closer. you were filled with so much pleasure you couldn’t handle it anymore. 

"m'gonna cum ell-… i'm gonna cum" you cried, as her pace got faster and deeper, ruining your pussy. 

"cum for me angel" she praised.  you cried out ellie's name until your mind went blank. you arched your back as you drowned in the pleasure. 

ellie never wanted to hurt you, but you came so hard it nearly broke your heart. 

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[secretlovezz]

Imagine being cuddled up in bed body completely engulfed by your duvet and finally beginning to fall asleep after days of improper amounts of rest but then you feel the bed dip in behind you. The heat from the person getting themselves comfortable in your bed warms you up almost an uncomfortable amount. You feel an open-mouthed kiss land on the skin of your neck only making you hotter.

You try to wriggle away from them but their arms are wrapping themselves around your torso and pulling you closer in an instant.

They place another sloppy kiss.

"Ellie, stop it," your voice groggy with the need for sleep scolds your girlfriend but she ignores you unbothered by your words.

One of her hands slips underneath your shirt and she splays her hand across your waist fingers dancing with the skin there pinching and squeezing just needing to be close to you. You sigh at the feeling and push back into her, her skin on yours and her thumb rubbing back and forth slowly lulling you closer to slumber.

"Babe," she pinches your waist, "wake up...please?" She pleads and you groan in frustration but then whine when her nose digs harshly into the crook of your neck.

"Ellie please I'm so tired," you also pleaded and she ignored you again placing more kisses on you. When her lips hit your pulse you couldn't help but release a giggle from the tickly feeling, you pressed your face into a pillow to try and hide the sound but knew your girl had heard when you felt her lips curl into a smile on your skin.

She started to attack you with kisses, placing her lips on every inch of your skin she could find her smile never leaving her face while she did so.

You laughed until your ribs hurt, "Els please-," you interrupt yourself with your own laughter and she finally stops.

"Not so tired anymore, huh?"

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[crow-raven-crow]

hi this is a very simple and kinda vague request, but i'd luv a larissa x fem reader fic involving feet or hand play? either that or something involving the reader realizing she really likes how larissa smells when she comes home from work and larissa starts to tease her and encourages her to smell her while they're fucking because of that. maybe both! hope this isn't too weird lol

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: see above

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The crackling fireplace painted dancing shadows against the dark walls, creating a show of golden hues just feet before you. The warmth emanating from the soft flames filled you with a peaceful comfort with each bursting ember. Soft, worn pages of a book sat in your hands, the universe that it created in your mind was almost impossible to keep up with, as it kept clouding over with thoughts of her.

The mere thought of her name casted a spell over your senses, making your heart swell and your stomach fill with butterflies. Images of her echoed through your mind, your heart quickening in pace as you did so. You were so consumed with the show of her in your mind, that the book had become long forgotten, as your eyes focused on the flickering firelight.

You felt the rumble of her laughter echo in the chambers of your mind, the softness of her touch as though it was tracing invisible patterns against your skin, the tenderness of her lips as they kissed along your body as though it was a masterpiece, the pleasure of her tongue as though she-

The metallic sound of a key turning in the lock cut through the quiet of your quarters, closing all previous thoughts and jolting you back into reality. The world outside your thoughts immediately rushed back in, leaving only the lingering emotions of them in their place. Your chest heaved slightly, a noticeable heat rushing to your face and making your whole body hot as you caught onto your most recent thoughts.

You quickly composed yourself, inhaling deeply in attempt to settle the small heat igniting within you. Standing slowly as you let out the breath, you placed your book onto the side table, the pages neglected as the fire still roared on and danced behind you. You stepped closer as the door slowly swung open, an excitement filling your chest knowing that she stood behind it. The sight of her stilled the air in your lungs, your lips parting ever so slightly as you took in her beauty.

Her white hair, almost glowing with the light of the flames behind you, was perfectly pinned in her flawless updo, each strand falling together perfectly with each other in every twist she pinned. The pin at the back of her head concealed the length of the silvery locks, but came together to show her grace and elegance all the same. The dress she wore clung onto her every curve, the sleek grey becoming a canvas to her form, allowing her sapphire eyes to pop with the cool tones. The collar of the dress flared out just enough to draw attention to her neck and the delicate lines of her collarbones. The belt that tied around her waist framed her hips in a way that made your mouth water. Gold accents adorned her wrists and neck, being the final touch of warmth that brought out the beauty of her tall frame.

As she entered the room, it was as though all the gods worked in her favor. The light from the flames lighting up her features, yet the dark colors of the room giving her command over it all if she were to say a word.

You must have been staring for too long, your eyes moving up and down along her form to drink in every detail that it snapped you back to the present when you felt her hand trace along your jawline. Her delicate fingers smoothed up the features of your face, cupping your cheek in her palm before laying a gentle kiss against your lips. It was warm, tender as though it was translating a million unsaid words: perfect.

"Hello, my dear.." Her voice was just as serene, overflowing with the happiness and love as though it were day one all over again. Her lips shadowed over your own as she spoke, delicate in all her movements as though she would break you like porcelain. The scent of her perfume overtook your senses, the intoxicating smell of her being so strong that it made your eyes roll back slightly and a deep breath of it fill your lungs.

"Hi, my love.." Your voice was just above a whisper, but running deep with the effect that she had on you. She had known for a while just how drunk you could get on the smell of her alone, and since then she made it a point to wear a little more every so often.

You allowed her to settle into your quarters, her heels quickly coming off with a distinct click of each heel. As she moved deeper into the room, all her items found their familiar homes, making your heart swell knowing this was a place of home to her. Your gaze lingered on her form, watching as comfort seemed to overtake her, her shoulders relaxing and her face coming to a content calm. It was hard not to fall in love with her all over again just at the simplest of things.

You followed behind her with two wine glasses and her favorite bottle, as she moved to sit on the couch in front of the fire. This was one of your favorite ways to unwind with her, and relishing in each others company was something that you would always cherish.

Though.. your thoughts from earlier always had a way of coming back in, especially now that she was even more of a delicious distraction being in front of you.

She spoke about her day, going through the details of her meetings and any particularly interesting emails she had to deal with today. The way she spoke with her hand was mesmerizing, easily capturing you in a trance due to your already heated thoughts about her, as your eyes devoured every detail of her long fingers. You felt your eyelids grow heavy, your breathing hitch and your mouth water as you remembered just what those fingers could do to you.. How she could so easily have you at her mercy.. digging into your flesh and leaving crescent marks in their wake, trailing along your skin and rising goosebumps with each pass, have your back arching and your hips swaying with one simple touch-

"Y/n.. Could you repeat what I just said, my dear?" Her voice shocked you back into your body, the rapid blinking of your eyes and the small jump when she had said your name giving you away immediately. She seemed amused at your blush, the pink hue only making a smirk come to her red painted lips as she caught on to where your thoughts were.

"I- U-Um.. You-" As you spoke, her fingers trailed up your arm, smoothly tracing against your skin and leaving electricity in her path. The rest of your words were cut off when her fingers made it to your collarbones, eventually curling their way around your throat and squeezing oh so gently.

The sensation made your eyes roll back as they fluttered shut, your fingertips gripping onto the hem of your skirt as you felt her move closer to your form, her breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. "What exactly is floating through the pretty head of yours, darling?"

You could feel your heart rate pick up, especially with her fingers resting just above your pulse point, and you were sure she could feel it too. The way your thighs clenched together and how a small whimper left your throat as she squeezed harder were all signs of how the night would go.

"Your- mmph.. your fingers.." Your chest heaved in pleasureful desperation as her lips moved down your neck, her fingers pushing against your jaw and allowing her room to flatten her tongue against your skin. Arousal shot right through to your core, and she'd barely even touched you.

She pushed you down slightly, your hair sprawling out against the cushion as she shifted perfectly between you legs. Her lips met yours in a hungry kiss, her tongue smoothing over your bottom lip as she pushed her hips against your core. Your gasp gave her the opportunity to explore your mouth, the opportunity to start to devour you..

Her fingers worked on the buttons of your collared shirt, quickly exposing more of your skin to her. When she reached the last button, she pulled the garment off completely and took a moment to trace over your skin, her lips gently pulling away from yours as her hands met the skin of your torso. Her fingers lightly scratched against your sides before smoothing their way up to beneath your breasts. Her thumbs worked their way under your bra, her fingertips smoothing over your nipples and causing a whimper to leave your throat.

Before long, your bra was discarded as well, her lips making their way down against your skin and leaving deep marks against it. One of your hands tangled into her hair, disrupting the perfect curls with each tug of pleasure you gave her. Once her tongue smoothed over your right bud, any hopes of staying quiet had left, the need for her building within you even before she was present. She worked on both buds, forming both into hard peaks and giving them both attention before she was satisfied.

When she moved up to capture your lips again, her gaze met blown pupils swirling with lust. You crashed your lips into hers, one hand pulling her in from the back of her neck while the other rested behind you for balance. She was quick to move you into her arms, carrying you to your bed with ease.

She sat down on the edge, placing you onto her lap after getting rid of the rest of your clothes, though slight confusion came over you when your back was to her front.

It didn't take you long to realize why, when she rested one hand back against your throat while the other toyed with your breasts. Your eyes darkened at the sight in front of you - you welcoming her fingers into your mouth with a deep moan, your legs spread open and showing your glistening folds - for the mirror in front of you gave you the best view of what was would come.

"Mmm.. you like Mommy's fingers, hmm?" You felt your brain short circuit at the sound of her voice, at the sound of her title making its way through your ears and building a home inside your rapidly beating heart. You felt the heat course through you as your tongue swirled around her digits, and it showed in the reflection that it was getting increasingly harder for you to wait the more you got drunk on her.

She pulled her fingers from your mouth with a trail of your saliva attached to the ends of them, your breathing labored and filled with lust as you looked into her eyes through the reflection. She nipped the skin of your shoulder, while her other hand traced over the marks she had already painted against you. You were so focused on her lips, that you didn't notice her hand trail down to your core, until she teased against your slit, running her fingers through your folds and making your back arch as a gasp left your lips.

You threw your head back as her fingers began circling your clit, but it didn't last long as her other hand moved your gaze back to the mirror, making you watch her fingers get coated in your slick, how they toyed with the sensitive bud with just enough pressure to make you beg for more, how they circled your entrance soon after, making you clench around nothing.

"Ple- Please- mmn gods please.." Your voice was desperate, full of lust and the undying need to feel her inside of you. It wasn't something that didn't go unnoticed, two of her fingers thrusting into you soon after and making your hips buck into her touch.

"Watch the mirror, sweet girl.. You think you can do that for Mommy?" Her voice took over your senses and felt as though it was consuming you whole. It rang out like a low, velvety rumble with promises of more as each one of her hot breaths trailed against your skin.

Fuck..

"Yes- mm~ yes.." Your half-lidded eyes turned back to the reflection, your breasts rising and falling with each of your heavy breaths as more and more pleasure ran through your body. You watched as she thrusted in and out of you, her fingers curling in just the right spot to have moans flooding out from your mouth and into the dark evening.

"Such a good girl for me.. Taking Mommy's fingers so well.. Oh, look at you.." You could tell with how dark her eyes got, how husky her voice was that this was doing something to her as well. Your body at her mercy as she brought moan after moan to escape your lips. "Good girl.."

Each of her thrusts grew rougher, quicker in pace, and your thighs began to tremble with your impending orgasm. You did your best to watch the way her fingers fucked into you, disappearing with pleasure and watching them come all the way out again, only for the motion to repeat over and over.

Her fingers curled with precision, her other hand toying with your nipples and sending your body rushing towards a peak. You clenched around her fingers hard with each thrust, loving how they felt inside of you. It was all consuming, building up the coil in your abdomen until your peak crashed into you, wrecking through your body as her ministrations didn't stop.

Your body shook with pleasure, taking every new thrust she gave you as you turned into putty in her arms.. but you couldn't help but want.. crave.. need more.. And it seemed as though she had the same thoughts.

The sight of you coming undone in front of her was too much to bare, her own heat building itself up in her body and causing her desire for you to push itself forward. She shifted you onto the mattress, watching as she discarded her clothes after licking her fingers clean. The sight made a moan escape your lips, your own cum disappearing from the actions of her tongue and her pale skin becoming completely exposed to you made your mouth water.

She settled herself between your legs and you couldn't help but pull her down, crashing your lips into hers for an all consuming kiss, tasting yourself on her tongue. Your tongues danced together as you both nearly begged to be impossibly closer.

You pulled away, your lips centimeters away from hers. Your voice was a whisper, but translated so much urgency, so much desire that you knew she would fold when the words left your lips. "Please, Mommy.. I need you.."

Any resolve that Larissa had left faded as you watched her eyes grow impossibly darker, swirling with a hunger that was near insatiable. A growl left her throat before her lips were on yours again, though the kiss didn't last long, a gasp leaving your lips as you felt her hard member press against your core.

You immediately rolled your hips against her, earning a broken moan from the tall blonde. She moved to position herself, then slowly pushed into your entrance. Loud, unadulterated groans left you both as she pushed herself deeper and deeper into you, the stretch quickly becoming a delicious addiction.

As she started to move, it was as though all that existed was her. Each breath you took filled your lungs with her perfume, quickly making you intoxicated and full of her. Each thrust rocked your body with a deep hunger, the sound of your skin slapping together and your moans filling the room only seemed to serve you pleasure in tenfold.

"Please, please, please- I-I need-" A moan tearing through your throat had cut off your next words, her pace growing faster with each beg you were able to shoot out. Each thrust took you to new heights as she pulled nearly all the way out of you before pushing back in all the way.

"You feel so good.. Look at you taking me so well.." Her breathing was labored, her words paired with moans as her own pleasure was building itself up. Your peaks were close, her nails digging into your hips to leave crescent marks there, both of your moans growing louder.

Your mind grew hazy with the feeling of her so deep inside you, the pleasure building the coil up again as a chase towards euphoria. With a few more thrusts, you came hard, your body shuddering as you clenched around her. Her actions only continued as she chased her own high, soon letting out a deep, loud moan and filling you up, just moments later.

Your heavy breaths filled the room, your skin coated in a layer of sweat as you both focused on coming down from your highs.

She shuffled and moved to lay next to you, pulling you into her arms and tracing invisible patterns along your back. After your breathing settled, you slowly opened your eyes to meet deep sapphire ones, a smile coming to both of your lips as only love was reflected back at you.

You shuffled closer, burying your head in the crook of her neck to place soft kisses against her neck and jawline before resting completely against your lover. Your hands found their home against her skin, and the darkness of night mixed with the comfort of your lover made sleep an easy world for the both of you to slip into.

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[nats-firefly]

trust me love me f*ck me

sugar mommy!carol danvers x reader

summary: you let your sugar mommy dress you in a maid outfit and have her way with you

warnings: groping, fingering (r receiving), strap-on use (r receiving), oral (r giving (implied) and receiving), spanking, there's one pussy smack, carol in a sweatpants, captain kink, heavy use of petnames, orgasm denial, maid outfit, praise, carol is very condescending, smut 18+ only

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You handed Carol a glass of water as she played her video game. Your eyes stayed glued to the way her fingers pressed the buttons on the controller, almost spilling the water on her.

“Careful baby,” She teased. “If you make a mess you’ll have to clean it up.”

You smirked, straightening yourself up and smoothing your skirt down. Carol bought you a maid outfit that barely covered your ass last week, she asked you to wear it when you were in her house. She didn’t actually expect you to do house chores, that wasn’t your role as her sugar baby. Your role was to please her, and you’d let her put you in whatever outfit she wanted to. The rewards, monetary or not, more than made up for it. 

“Sorry, Captain,” You answered, turning to walk away before she stopped you.

“Come here, sweetheart,” She shifted her eyes towards you before focusing back on the game, a smirk gracing her features. “Kneel.”

You dropped to your knees, placing your hands over your barely covered thighs. Carol continued playing the game, barely acknowledging your presence. It was fine at first, but the more you watched her fingers flex around the controller, the more your mind wandered. Carol knew what she was doing. 

When she leaned back into the couch further away from you, the strap previously concealed in her baggy sweatpants now strained against the fabric. You whined before you could process what you were doing. Carol smirked, sending you a glance and focusing back on the TV. You shifted in your place, not daring to move too much.

“Is there something you want, princess?” She said, enjoying the way your thighs clenched as you nodded. “Words.”

“Yes, Captain,” You said with a whine. She continued playing the game, raising her eyebrows prompting you to continue. “I want your cock.”

Her actions were fast. She paused the game and tossed the controller to the side, pulling you up by your jaw. You looked at her through half lidded eyes. 

“That’s not how good girls like you talk to me,” Her voice was stern, her pupils blown with lust. Every now and then you had to break her rules for attention, your mistake was letting her see your smirk. “Stand up.”

You did as you were told, standing up at her side before she pulled you to between her legs. Her hands slid up under your skirt, goosebumps covering your skin. You felt her fingertips ghost over your underwear, your knees almost giving out under you at the small contact. Carol hummed under her breath enjoying the way your breath hitched at her contact. She roughly turned you around before pushing you down to bend over. You supported your weight with your hands on the coffee table, feeling the cold air brush against your now bare ass. 

Before you could even look back at Carol, you felt her hand come down against your ass in a loud smack. Your hands gripped the edge of the coffee table, the pain quickly turning into pleasure. 

“Do you like it when I punish you, baby?” She asked, running her hand over the emerging handprint on your ass. You whined, leaning back towards her. Her hand came down on your other ass cheek, making your whole body jolt. 

“Captain,” You whined, arching your back so she had a full view of the wet spot on your underwear you were sure was evident.

“Of course you like it,” She said, ripping your underwear and running her fingers over your slit. “Look how wet you are from it.”

Her hand smacked your pussy, before sinking two of her fingers into you. You leaned back into her touch, eyes rolling to the back of your head with pleasure. Incoherent moans and words left your lips as Carol fucked you with her fingers. Her touch spread fire through your body, bringing you closer to the edge with each thrust. 

“C-Captain, I- fuck,” You moaned, knuckles tightening on the edge of the coffee table. “I’m gonna cum.”

Carol hummed. “If only you could.”

She pulled her fingers out of you, a desperate whine leaving your lips before she pushed you forward as she sat back down on the couch. A throaty moan filled the room as you felt her tongue start working against your pussy. Her hands spread your cheeks apart, giving herself more access as your knees faltered under you. You moved your hips against her tongue, feeling her moan against you. 

Carol ran her nails down the back of your thighs, the sensation making you see stars. At this pace, you wouldn’t last much longer. When Carol pulled away, a string of saliva mixed with your arousal connected her lips to your pussy, the cold air sent goosebumps down your legs. 

“Stand up, angel,” She said, tapping your ass after kissing one of the streaks her nails left on your skin. You did as she said, turning around as she guided your hips. “Take this off for me?”

You nodded breathlessly as she ran her hands over your thighs with pure adoration in her eyes. “Help me?” She smirked at you, taking your hands in hers. “Please, Captain.”

“That’s my good girl,” She muttered, bringing your hand up to her lips. “Come here, princess.”

She pulled you down onto her lap, making you straddle her as she captured your lips against hers. You moaned against her lips as her tongue explored your mouth, yielding all control over to her. Her hands made their way to the back of your outfit, pulling the delicate zipper down. Her lips trailed down your neck as she slid the sleeves down your shoulders exposing your chest. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” She mumbled against your skin, her lips making their way down to your collarbone. You leaned back, entangling your hands in her hair as she marked your chest. She moaned against your skin as your nails scratched her scalp. Your hips started grinding against hers, the large strap deliciously rubbing over your now ripped underwear.

“Captain, please,” You moaned breathlessly, continuing your movements. Carol hummed in response, lost in the way your chest felt against her lips. You grabbed her face, pulling her out of her own self inflicted trance. “Please, Captain, I need you to fuck me.”

“Fuck, baby,” You saw her pupils dilate with lust. “I want you naked.”

You stood up, letting the piece of clothing fall to the ground along with your ripped up underwear. Carol shimmied her sweatpants down her legs, her strap now in full display. “Come here.”

You straddled Carol once again, letting her line the strap up with your entrance. Her hands gripped your hips as you slowly sank down on the strap, moaning as it filled you to the brim. Carol litterred your chest with kisses, sucking at just the right spots. You moaned, starting to move your hips against her as she started kissing up to your mouth. 

Carol’s hands massaged your chest as you started riding her strap, moaning loudly when she took your bottom lip between her teeth. “Who do you belong to, baby?”

“You,” You said breathlessly, feeling her strap hit exactly the right places inside you. “I belong to you, Captain.”

“You’re doing so good, princess,” She moaned, gripping your hips and thrusting up into you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your back arched, Carol could tell you were getting dangerously close to the edge. Her thumb started circling your clit, making you cry out in pleasure. You dug your nails into her arms, desperately chasing your high. “Are you close?”

“Fuck,” You moaned, leaning back so Carol could watch as her strap moved in and out of you. “Captain, please let me cum.”

“You can do better than that, baby,” She said, changing the pace at which she played with your clit. Your body shook in pleasure as you held off your orgasm.

“Please, Captain, please, let me cum,” You begged, desperately needing a release. “Only you can make me feel this good, please, let me make a mess for you.”

Carol seemed satisfied, but wanted to drag this out a little longer. She pulled out of you almost completely before slamming you back down onto her strap, filling you once again. You moaned loudly, the wet sounds of your arousal and skin snapping against each other filling the room. 

“Cum for me, angel,” With a few more thrusts you were pushed over the edge, your body shaking against Carol’s as you came on her cock. Carol continued to help you through your orgasm, your entire body going limp. “You did so good, baby.”

“Thank you,” You mumbled against Carol, feeling her hand soothingly rub up and down your back. “You’re good at this.”

Carol chuckled, continuing to soothe you as you fully recovered. “You made such a pretty mess for me,” She mumbled, bringing your lips together once again. You let her lazily explore your mouth, your mind still too hazy to fully comprehend anything. Carol's hands softly rubbed up and down your thighs, occasionally moving to squeeze your ass. It wasn’t long until you were starting to grind your hips against hers again. She hummed against you.

“Uh, uh, remember,” She tutted, stopping your movements. You whined as she slipped the strapon out before setting you back down kneeling on the floor between her legs. She slipped off her harness, chucking the strap aside to reveal her glistening cunt. Your mouth watered. “If you make a mess, you have to clean it up.”

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[haizediz]

Flowers on your skin

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Kate Bishop x Fem Reader

Summary: You show Kate how beautiful she is and that she doesn´t have to be insecure about her scars, especially towards you.

Warnings: (scars), most detailed and fluffiest smut ever, lots of cuddles and also lots of giggles, Kate and Reader being dorks, pet namesss, too romantic xx

words: 1.1k

a/n: hellooooo, i was (again) in the mood to write some soft smut and i really fell in love with this fic while writing it, soo yeah, enjoy reading!:)

Requests are open--

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Giggles and Kate's hilarious jokes echoed in the room, and also some kisses here and there. Your girlfriend´s hair was tied in her typical ponytail, that you love so much, her front strands perfectly shaping her face. You lay gently on top of her, your bodies fit perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle and your fingers are exploring Kate's upper body and also her so surreal beautiful face. Her ocean blue eyes locking with yours. Every evening has been like this since you've lived together and it is every time the best part of the whole day. The atmosphere was calm, you could feel peace and the love between Kate and you. Both of you taking the time to realise how lucky the two of you are, being in such a delightful and pleasant relationship.

When Kate discovered you staring at her kissable lips, she began to smirk, and her hands, which were resting comfortably on your back, moved to your hair and pulled your head a little closer to her. So close that you could feel her breath on your lips. As your lips finally collapsed together, you could feel her heartbeat, it had sped up a bit, which made you giggle into the soft kiss. She slowly moved away and broke the kiss. "Why are you laughing?" She whispered with a confused gaze on her face, that kind of made her even look more cute, according to your taste. "Do I make you nervous my love?" You asked with a bright smile on your face, which got even brighter, when you saw the blush creeping up Kate´s cheeks. As she realised that you noticed the pink color, she hid her face into your pillow and started smiling broadly.

-"I guess that´s a yes then."

"Shut uuuup."

The moment you started chuckling, you felt warm hands wandering under your hoodie that started tickling you before you knew it. You burst out laughing and your body collapsed on top of Kate´s. You placed your head into your girlfriend´s shoulder and continued laughing until your shirt lifted up a bit. However, Kate didn't notice this and turned the both of you, so that you were now lying on the bed and she was on top of you. You had your eyes closed, so you didn't notice Kate admiring your abs. Her curious hands pulling your hoodie even further up until it was over your head and finally on the floor.

Your eyes were still closed, you relaxed every muscle in your body and just focused on the kisses that your Kate was placing now on your neck. You could feel her breath against your skin, which was calming you even more. The moment you finally opened your eyes, you placed your right hand on Kate's neck and moved her face back towards yours. You looked at every detail of Katie's face until she interrupted you with again her lips on yours.

It was a long kiss, so long that you had enough time to play with the end of Kate's shirt. You were about to pull the fabric over her head until Kate suddenly took your hand in hers and pulled it away from her body. You stopped kissing her and looked intensely at her face, but you didn´t see any signs in her features.

"What´s wrong, Katie?"

She avoided your gaze and mumbled a small "nothing".

Clearly not believing her, you furrowed your eyebrows and put your finger under her chin, so she has to look at you.

"Talk to me."

You put your hand back on Kate's neck and played with her baby hair as you waited for her to answer, she gently placed her head on your chest and started talking.

"I´m sorry my love, I just-, I just don´t want you to see my scars."

In that moment you couldn´t hold back your smile and softly turned yourself around, so Kate is one more time beneath you. Gently you started kissing every part of her face.

"But I want to see your scars."

Your hands wandered once again under Katie´s shirt and you began to pull it up, though you looked into Kate´s eyes as if to ask her, if it´s okay. She understood your silent question and nodded. A moment later her shirt gave your hoodie company on the ground. You started to kiss each collarbone, where you already could feel the first scar beneath your lips.

"Where did you get this scar from?" You asked while continue kissing your girlfriend´s body.

"A guy cut me with his knife."

"Interesting, and this one?"

"Okay, could you stop asking questions?"

You chuckled at Kate´s behavior and felt how lost her hands were in your hair, leaving it a complete mess as you were still kissing every part of her upper body.

"No, but seriously, where did you get this from?"

"I burned myself while cooking your favorite dish."

You burst out laughing, which made Kate giggle too.

After you both calmed down a little, you continued kissing her, you now kissed her palms and each delicate finger that were lost in your hair just seconds ago. You found her stomach and kissed it from each scar to the next. You loved Katie´s scars, they were unique and every single one of them has their own story, if it´s a hilarious or a fascinating one, you thought they looked pretty, especially when they´re from your loving girlfriend and you could kiss them, or even admire them.

Your hands met Kate´s waist and the final piece of clothing on her figure. You began to pull it off and the pile of clothes on the floor got bigger. She let out a sigh of pleasure as your lips returned to her soft skin, her noises being music to your ears. She kept her hands buried in your hair and you began to touch places no one ever touched her before.

When you stopped your movements, Kate held her hands on your back and pulled you into her body as much as she could, but you both still didn´t feel close enough.

You collapsed again on top of the person who stole your heart and placed your head on her chest, so you could hear her heartbeat. Her hands were gently scratching your back and you could again feel the peace in the atmosphere. There is nothing you love more than this girl, especially when she has scars all over her body.

"You know that scar on your thigh? It kinda looks like a flower."

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[gothgleek]

Reader confessing her feelings to her childhood friend Samantha carpenter after avoiding her for sometime worried Sam didn’t feel the same

Thank you so much for your request! This is my first ever Scream fic and first wlw x reader fic so I hope you enjoy it! I slightly changed your request so this can take place anytime after or during the movies. However, Sam is single and Billy Loomis being her dad is not general knowledge.

As always, likes and reblogs are appreciated.

Notes: fluff, angst, mentions of food, childhood friends to lovers

Border is by @saradika-graphics

You believed in signs from the universe and there was no bigger sign to you than Sam Carpenter leaving without a single word the same day you planned on telling her how you felt. She made it easy to avoid her though, she never sent a single message after she left Woodsboro. You tried not to take it personally, after all she didn’t tell her family either, but it still stung.

But you froze in the ice cream aisle when you saw her for the first time in five years.

Sam wasn’t paying attention when she bumped into your cart but the look on her face revealed all her shock. You didn’t hear you say your name, focused completely on the way her mouth formed your name. It was one of the things you wrote about in your diary as a kid- the way she took her time to say your name, stressing each syllable, and the way her lips curled around each letter. You didn’t hear her say your name, but seeing her say it was enough to snap you out of your trance.

“Sam! Hi!” You squeaked and wanted to slap yourself.

“Hi,” Sam said, her demeanor relaxing. “What are you doing here?”

“Just shopping for the week.” You held up a box of cereal. “But I’ll ask you the same question. It’s been… years.”

Your eyes followed her hand to her opposite wrist. Sam was playing with a blue friendship bracelet with black and white plastic white star beads in between plastic beads spelling ‘moon’. The string was brand new (she played with it too much to

“It lasted ten years without breaking?” You blinked in shock. You remembered when your matching sun bracelet exploding in your gym class a few weeks after making it. You used a little too much force to hit a ball during four square and the beads scattered around the gym floor. Sam helped you pick up each yellow and white bead, dodging the boys who played four square where the beads fell.

“Ugh, don’t say that,” Sam cringed. “That makes us sound so old.”

“Well, it feels like just yesterday we were fourteen,” You told her.

“You still eat like a fourteen year old,” Sam teased, pulling out your super sugary cereal.

“And you eat like a grandma,” You pulled out her Special K cereal. She playfully shoved you and reached for her cereal, which you held just out of reach for her. Your smile fell and your face heated when you noticed how close her face was when she reached for it. She took that moment to snatch the cereal away from you.

Victorious, she stuck her tongue out and tossed the cereal in her cart. That shook you out of your daze and you rolled your eyes.

“But to answer your question from earlier, no it didn’t last.” Sam told you softly. “I had to keep buying new string to put it back together.”

The confession made your voice hitch- was that something best friends did? Did straight girls do this? Of course because Sam is straight that’s why you never-

“You thought about me?” You asked before you could help yourself. “While you were gone?”

Sam stopped her cart and looked at you. You mirrored her. Sam’s eyes searched your face. For what, you didn’t know. But her search seemed to go on forever so you had to speak up.

“I thought about you.” You did not feel brave but you felt like you had to say something. “Everyday. I went crazy hoping I would get a text or a phone call or something but…” You sighed. “I’m just grateful you didn’t block me on your social media.”

Sam looked like the truth was trying to force itself out of her mouth and she was doing her hardest to keep it closed. She swallowed and took a deep breath.

“I thought about you too. Everyday. And I wanted to call but…” She took another deep breath and played with her bracelet. “I wanted to call but I was selfish and wanted to keep every memory of Woodsboro in Woodsboro.”

As much as rose colored glasses wanted to remember her as perfect, you knew she wasn’t in a good place before she left. Sam would ditch you to hang out with strangers, show up to your house high, and was quick to lash out. You feared it was because you thought she knew how you felt about her. But maybe whatever forced her to leave wasn’t about you.

“I hoped you would forget about me.” She looked ashamed to say the last part out loud and you couldn’t look at her.

“They say that it takes half the time you were with them to fall out of love,” You focused on the colorful cereal box in your cart. “I’ve known you for my entire life. Sam, I wasn’t going to forget you.”

You turned to face her to gauge her reaction. Regret was visible on her face.

“But you seem better now,” You told her sincerely. Despite her eye bags and stained sweat pants, Sam looked a lot better than she did when you last saw her. Her skin looked healthy and her eyes were clear. You took her hand and gave her a gentle squeeze. “More like yourself.”

“Thanks,” Sam said, her eyes meeting yours and she wiped away her forming tears. “I should make it up to you though.”

“Yeah you should,” You told her in a teasing tone that showed her everything would be okay between you two. Despite everything, Sam would always be your friend.

“You can come to my place and I’ll make you dinner,” She told you with a smile.

“Has your cooking improved at all in the last five years?” You asked her skeptically.

“Just a little bit,” she gestured with her fingers as she grabbed a can of tomato sauce off the shelf. “But I will make my specialty. After all, I’ve wanted to take you on a date for years.”

That gave you pause but Sam kept walking down the aisle, a smirk on her face when she glanced back at you.

“Sam, I need you to repeat that one more time.”

Sam parked her cart and faced you with a smile on her face. “I always loved you too.”

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[nocxta]

Lonely

pairing: Carol Danvers x Reader

word count: 4.9k

TW: 18+ | minors, please dni <3 | Carol has a penis | Smut | Captain kink | Vaginal Fingering (r! receiving) | Strong Language | Vaginal Penetration (r! receiving) | Degradation Kink | Breath restriction/choking | Oral Sex (c! receiving)| Sexting | Nude Photos | Anal Sex Mentioned | Anal Play | Restraints Used/MINIMAL Bondage | Not much aftercare |

a/n: Please do not hesitate to let me know of any warnings I might've missed! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this unstructured smut! <3

Lonely

As raindrops tapped gently against the windowpane, you found yourself once again in your shared apartment, waiting for Carol Danvers, your girlfriend (and the mighty Captain Marvel) to return. Duty had called her away to the compound, leaving you in the familiar yet bittersweet embrace of solitude. While you admired her superheroic feats and charitable personality, you couldn't shake the feeling of being left behind. 

Like often, your loneliness soon morphed into restlessness. You wandered around the empty apartment, trying not to reminisce too much about all of the places she’d had you in. 

On the kitchen counter, the arm of the couch, against the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, in the shower, in front of the TV, on top of the dresser, on the floor, and, of course, against the front door.

You fidgeted with the fur of your teddy bear, idly wondering if she'd be disappointed with you if she saw you dressed up for her.

You were wearing her special jacket, it hung so low on you that you didn’t bother putting on panties or anything else beneath it. The zip and button fasteners, as well as the large black badge on the chest, made a pleasant clinking sound as they moved and rubbed against each other when you walked.

Maybe you should send her something? 

You opened up the messaging app and started to compose a message to her, but you quickly decided against it. You didn't want to come across as desperate, even if she had, on more than one occasion, confessed to loving your eagerness in that regard.

After a few failed attempts at choosing the right words, you simply sent her a heart, along with a single "miss you" text. 

But almost an hour had gone by and she still hadn’t responded to you. So, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

You positioned yourself all upright and pretty on the edge of the bed-- just how she liked-- before spreading your legs and inching your phone camera in front of your cunt.

A shudder ran through you as you began to snap pictures of yourself. You spread your lips apart and pulled them taut, before letting them fall shut again, making sure to show off the puffy, glistening folds between them.

You took a picture of the cute, pink, little nub at the top of your pussy, and the delicate, glistening folds surrounding it.

Then you opened the leather jacket a bit to reveal your tits, and posed them with your arms raised above your head, while the jacket still covered your stomach and groin. You took a close-up of the swell of your cleavage and then took a picture of your chest and neck, showing off the love marks Carol had left all over you just a few nights before.

When you had gotten all of the shots you could manage, you flipped your phone around and looked at the pictures you had taken. You took a few seconds to admire your body before swiping your thumb across the screen to send them over to her.

"Fuck, I hope she gets this soon," you groaned.

The anticipation of her response was a delicious torture. You could practically feel the heat rising from your flushed cunt. You squirmed around on the bed, hoping for relief, but found none.

You picked up your teddy bear, and pressed it into your cunt, pushing it down until the fluffy fur was completely wet with your juices.

"Yeah, fuck," you whispered. "That's what she'll be doing to me if she gets home."

You threw the toy away and went in search of something more substantial to stuff inside of you.

You ended up settling on the leather jacket that you were wearing, which was already damp with your excitement. You lifted the hem and shoved your hands down the front of the garment, feeling your way all over your swollen pussy, and rubbing your clit.

"That's good," you sighed, your eyes fluttering closed, and your head falling back onto the bed. "That's so fucking good."

Your fingers circled your clit and dipped into your hot cunt, bringing forth more juices that dripped down the inside of your thighs.

"Mmmm," you moaned.

"Baby!" Carol's voice booms from the foyer and you nearly jump out of your skin.

You look around the room in a panic, wondering where the hell you’re supposed to hide.

"I'm in the bedroom!" you call out, still trying to catch your breath.

"Oh, fuck," she moans as she walks in the bedroom door, not even bothering to close it behind her.

Her blonde hair is slightly disheveled and she's breathing a little heavier than usual. She's still dressed in her usual Captain Marvel uniform, although the red and blue are slightly darker and more saturated, thanks to the rain that's been pouring down all afternoon.

"Fuck, I wish I could have seen that," she says, shaking her head.

"Seen what?" You ask, feigning innocence.

"All of those photos you sent me. I've never had pictures of you getting yourself off before. I could have watched you fuck yourself on my jacket or my teddy bear. You could have sent me some video too." She chuckles, walking over to you on the edge of the bed and rubbing your shoulders softly.

"Why don't we make some?" You smirk, placing your hand over hers and then pulling her down into the bed with you.

"Is that right?" she laughs, a twinkle in her eye.

You nod and grab her, pushing her down and crawling on top of her. You sit in her lap and she lets you. She leans her head back as you push her hair back away from her face and then lean in to kiss her.

As soon as your lips meet hers, she pulls you closer, her hands grabbing onto your ass.

You press your chest into hers, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

"I want you," you breathe into her mouth. "Please. I want to feel you."

"Then feel me," 

Carol smirks before pushing you back onto the bed and fumbling with her belt. She's hard, you can tell by the prominent bulge in her pants that she continues to subtly paw at.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, baby. I missed you so much." She tells you, kissing you deeply and massaging your tits as her hand trails down your side and between your legs.

"Mmmmm... you have no idea, baby." You whimper into her mouth as her fingers slip inside of you, your cunt instantly clenching around them as she begins to pump her fingers inside of you.

"Carol-" You gasp. She's using her powers inside of you. You can feel the strings of photons throbbing and glowing inside of your walls and it almost immediately makes you go dumb on her fingers.

She chuckles. "That's right, baby, cum for me."

"Fuckkkk!" You screech as your pussy floods with a warmth that washes over your body.

Even though you've just cum harder than you think you ever had and your poor little cunt is sore and sensitive to the touch, she doesn't even bother slowing her pace as her unoccupied hand strokes shamelessly at her clothed erection. She takes her fingers out of you and moves your legs over the sides of the bed. You're still coming down from your orgasm and the shock of the situation is confusing you. You're even more confused when you realize what it is that she is going to do next.

She pulls a tiny pink buttplug out of the bedside table and sucks it into her mouth for a hot second before she releases it with a pop and turns her attention back to your pathetic and trembling form. There's a tiny, yet noticeable (and growing) wet spot where her cock head is, and you can immediately tell that her cock's leaking through her fucking dress pants.

All you can think about is how good she'd taste, how you'd suck her completely dry if she'd just let you. Your thoughts are interrupted by her words.

"Now I want to take this nice and slow, okay baby? I'm gonna need you to use your tongue on me."

"Mmmm," You mumble, "Please, Carol."

She smiles at you. "What was that, sweetheart?"

You swallow hard. "Please... let me use my tongue on you."

"Of course, babygirl."

Carol had spoken to you before about taking your sex life to the next level, she'd shyly admitted to you how she wouldn't mind you calling her out of her name in bed, how it couldn't hurt too bad if she wrapped her strong hands around your tiny throat when she fucks you, how the thought of throwing you over her knee and spanking your pathetic little ass raw didn't sound too bad.

You scramble off the bed and stand up on wobbly legs before you drop to your knees in front of the blonde. You reach up and pull her pants down. Her cock springs out and hits you in the face; angry, red tip leaking precum all over your forehead.

She gently brings her tip to your lips, barely nudging at your mouth in a request for entrance.

You loved how soft and careful she always was with you... but you'd be lying if you said that you didn't wish she'd slap you around a little bit. You weren't made of glass. You didn't break easily. You wanted her to treat you like the slut she knew you were, and you wanted her to do it with a shit-eating grin on her face.

"Don't make me wait," You murmur before she slides inside of your mouth.

"Shit-" She breathes as she rests a hand on the top of your head and her fingers twist into your hair.

She's already a moaning mess and you haven't even tasted half of her cock. You pulled away from her, letting her mushroom tip bob out of your mouth with a 'pop' sound. You make direct eye contact with her as you teasingly kiss up and down her shaft. Drooling dumbly all over her cock before pumping your hands up and down her length lazily.

You can tell by her gaze that she's getting worked up. (And you silently pray that it's enough to get her to take matters into her own hands)

You go to take her into your mouth again, but she stops you by gripping your chin. You moan with anticipation as she tilts your head back and lifts you up by your arms.

"Be a good little slut for me," She tells you, eyes suddenly morphing into a darker shade of brown.

Before you can think up a response, she's manhandling you back onto the bed. Positioning you so that you're on your back with your head hanging over the edge of the bed.

You feel your heart drop into your stomach as you slowly realize what she's about to do to you.

She grabs the base of her cock and pokes it against your lips. "Open." She growls.

"Caro-" You start, but before you can even finish speaking she stuffs her cock into your mouth and thrusts her hips forward until you gag.

You swallow her down and you hear a quiet sigh escape her. She keeps one hand on your neck as she begins to fuck into you at an almost painful pace. Your drool pools all over the top half of your face and onto the bed sheets as she continues to slam her cock down your throat.

You mumble something around her dick as you're on the verge of tears, but she's clearly more concerned with the euphoric feeling that your attempting to speak inflicts on her throbbing cock. She leans forward, still fucking your face, and tweaks at your nipples that stand tall in the cold air of the bedroom. Fuck, her fingers are so perfect. She's got you moaning and crying around her cock, head thrown back in pleasure as the vibrations from your throat near her closer and closer to the edge.

She squeezes your throat tightly before she grunts. "Fuck... you look so pretty like this, baby girl." She strokes your cheek with her thumb as she looks down at you with her signature smirk.

She continues to pound your throat as you squirm on the bed, but she doesn't relent as she continues to talk down to you.

"You like being my little slut, don't you baby? You love it when I treat you like a worthless little whore, don't you?"

"Mmmph!" You cry out as she grips your jaw and fucks her cock deeper down your throat than ever before. She looks down at your choking, tear-stained face and gasps.

"I love your fucking tits, baby." She groans and takes your tits back in her hand, tweaking and twisting at your nipples as she ruts into your mouth. Her rhythm is beginning to break, and her painful speed is faltering (thank the gods). You can tell that she's close when her hips begin to twitch and her moans raise in pitch. "Your fucking mouth- Fuck-"

"Carol, please-" You gasp and take in a sharp breath of air as her cock pulls out of your throat and you gasp for breath. Her rough palm comes down against your tongue and you stick it out for her in response. You're sure to shut your eyes as she erratically pumps her length in her hand before she's grunting and your mouth is full of the bitter taste of her cum. Her seed drips down the sides of your mouth and along your nose bridge. She's nice enough to wipe the sticky substance off your forehead before it runs down into your hairline. You look up at her and groan as you massage the throbbing skin of your neck with your trembling hand.

She's panting, clearly distracted by something as she waits for you to catch your breath. You lean your head upwards a bit, peeking at whatever she's looking at before you realize it's you. Your pussy.

It's dripping all over the sheets, and it's clear that you enjoyed her little burst of dominance.

"You are such a slut for my cock, aren't you baby girl?" Carol says as she helps you sit up in bed. You feel your jaw ache in response to her words as she gently wipes the rest of her cum from your face with a calloused thumb. She brings it to your mouth and you instinctively suck her finger into your mouth before she pulls it away and uses it to smear some of her seed along your tits. You take a few deep breaths to get used to the soreness of your jaw. You glance back up at Carol, and she's watching you expectantly.

"I-" You begin, but she interrupts.

"If you don't want it, you don't have to take it, sweetheart." She smiles and moves her hair behind her ears.

You gasp as you realize what she means, and your eyes go wide. "Wait- No! I do- I want it. Please, I want it."

Carol chuckles before leaning over you and kissing you. Her hands begin to wander across your body as you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her down on top of you. She moves one of her hands down your body, stopping to tease your wet pussy before moving on to the back of your thigh and lifting your leg up and over her hip. She rests her palm against your throat once more, squeezing just enough to make you whimper.

She leans in, whispering in your ear.

"Tell me what you want, baby."

"I want to cum." You beg and your hand comes up to rest on the back of her neck as you roll your hips against hers. "Please, Carol."

"Fuck, you look so good when you beg."

"Then make me cum," You challenge her with a smirk on your face, but she only shrugs.

"I might have to make you wait a while, baby girl." She kisses your forehead.

You let out an angry whine as she moves away from you. You feel the bed shift as she gets up. You're about to protest when you notice that she's leaving, but she comes right back with a tube of lube in her hand.

"Why didn't we use this earlier?" You ask with a quirked eyebrow, to which she only chuckles and leans in to kiss you.

 She moves you to your stomach, letting your head rest on the pillows. She pushes your ass cheeks apart before her finger rubs against your clit.

You bite your lip as she slowly teases her fingers around your bumhole. She coats her fingers in lube before she rubs against your ass some more.

"Baby-" You gasp, "Carol... I want it." You admit. "Please..."

You've never been so embarrassed about asking for something, but she seems to like it. You can tell by the way her jaw goes slack and her eyes go wide. She pulls you up by your shoulders until your ass is resting in her lap, she massages your ass as she presses a finger against it.

"Fuck, y/n." She breathes. She seems to be in awe of you, and you're not quite sure what to think of it. She pushes her finger in further. It burns a little bit, but the pleasure overpowers the discomfort.

She thrusts her finger slowly as she leans over you and whispers in your ear, "You look so fucking good with my finger in your ass, babygirl."

"It's so good, Carol. Put it in…" You tell her and she slaps your ass in response.

"You don't tell me what to do, sweetheart." She growls, but her voice is low and shaky. You can tell how much self control it’s taking her not to fuck you dumb right then and there. 

She sighs and removes her finger from your bum, deftly replacing it with the bulbous head of the butt plug she had pulled out earlier.

"How does that feel?" She asks.

"Mmmph," You moan into the pillows before you. 

It’s not even close to being the size of her cock, but it’s definitely larger than her finger and fuck, does it feel wonderful.

You feel her grab your ass as she spreads you apart, pushing the toy further inside of you. She places her palms on your back and pushes your head further into the pillows. 

You moan as you feel the tip of her cock prodding at your clit. She smears the remaining lube she had used on the toy along the length of her shaft, and you can feel the vibrations in her hand as she continues to stroke herself.

She teases her tip at your pussy lips, pushing in slightly before pulling out again. She moves forward, rubbing her tip against your clit before taking your thighs in her hands.

"Mmmph- Carol!" You whine as she uses her thumb to keep her cock positioned at your entrance.

She pushes in slightly deeper than last time before she pulls out, your cunt clenching and relaxing at the empty feeling of her cock not being inside of you. She finally moves her thumb and thrusts into your tight little pussy. She grunts as she thrusts slowly into you, your cunt soaking her cock and her hips already slick with sweat. She picks up her pace, and your tits begin to bounce in front of you as you groan with pleasure.

You prop yourself up on the backs of your forearms as she pounds into you from behind. You’re biting your lip so hard you fear it might burst as you clutch desperately at the sheets beside your head. 

You’re whining and moaning uncontrollably, yet all you can clearly hear at the moment is your girlfriend’s grunts and the sound of her thighs meeting yours. You glance back at her as soon as you gather the strength. 

Her brow is furrowed and her eyes are squeezed shut as she fucks you. She lets out a particularly loud moan when your walls squeeze around her cock.

You take a shaky breath and moan Carol's name.

"Oh fuck-" She moans in response, her thrusts growing erratic. You can feel her close to her climax, and you squeeze your cunt even tighter around her in response.

"Baby," She growls as she brings her hand to the back of your head and forces your face into the mattress. She uses the grip on your hair to help push her cock into you. You're trembling, already nearing your release. She grabs your other hip in her other hand and fucks you so hard you almost can't breathe. Her moans turn to groans as you both orgasm. You feel her cum inside of you, her hips thrusting erratically until she slows down and sighs, soft cock sliding out of your ruined hole. 

Just when you thought she had calmed down for the night (after about 3 minutes of mindless panting while lying on her back and tracing the hairs stuck to your neck), she leans in to kiss you again. Her hands are exploring your body as she leans over you and straddles you from behind.

She kisses you roughly, and her long hair tickles your shoulders as she leans in close. Her teeth sink into your earlobe and you squeal in pain. 

She giggles and smirks at you before she pulls you on top of her, so that you’re now straddling her. She kisses you passionately and you can taste yourself on her tongue as you roll your hips and grind against her.

She groans against your mouth as you continue to move, but she stops you by taking your wrists in her hands. You feel something cold and metallic being wrapped around them before you see the black band of the handcuffs locking your arms behind your back.

"Carol- what-?" You start, but she interrupts.

"I can't let you out of these, babygirl." She smirks and flips you over so that you're on your back beneath her. You let out a surprised yelp as she leans over you.

"Carol, what are you-" You start again, but she stops you with a kiss to your nose.

"Shhh," She soothes you with a gentle touch, "It'll be alright. You just have to be quiet, baby."

"But why-" You start again, but she presses a finger to your lips to stop you from speaking.

"We don't want to wake the neighbors, do we?"

You roll your eyes and smirk. “I think it’s a bit late for that-“

Carol laughs before kissing your cheek. "I know what I'm doing, sweetheart. Just be a good girl and let me take care of you."

She brings her hand to your throat and squeezes tightly as she leans forward, sucking at your pulse point.

You feel her hands wandering across your body, massaging and rubbing your sensitive skin. You whine and writhe beneath her, but you know better than to protest.

You can feel her lips tugging into a smirk as she bites and kisses her way down your body, stopping to toy with your tits and take your nipples into her mouth.

You can feel your pulse racing, and you can hear your heart in your ears. It's almost deafening, but not quite. Carol's hands are now on your thighs as she parts them with ease. She sucks at your inner thighs before finally sucking your clit into her mouth.

"Carol- fuck!" You cry out as she gently tugs at it between her teeth before she gently presses your thighs together around her head.

She's being rough, but not unbearably so. She's clearly getting off on you writhing beneath her, and the way you're trembling and squirming for her touch is the most satisfying thing she could have asked for. You're a moaning, drooling, quivering mess of a girl and she's not even close to being done with you yet.

She pulls away and you gasp for breath before she's already moving lower, sucking your clit back into her mouth before plunging two fingers into your dripping cunt. She uses her tongue to massage your swollen clit and she pumps her fingers in and out of you at an agonizing pace. Your mind is spinning and you're moaning so loudly, you almost don't hear her when she growls something against your pussy.

"Are you going to cum for me again, babygirl?" She asks, looking up at you with her brow furrowed.

You're almost embarrassed by how much you're cumming for her- how much she's turning you on.

"Yes! Carol please! Fuck!" You beg for her.

She smirks as her lips wrap around your clit and she sucks it back into her mouth. She bites down lightly, making you jump and squeal, but she doesn't let up. Her fingers pump into you as she uses her thumb to tease at your clit.

"You're being so good for me, sweetheart." Carol tells you, kissing your thighs before going back to sucking on your clit.

Her fingers are moving in and out of you as quickly as they can, and you can feel the way your walls clench around her fingers.

"You're gonna cum for me, aren't you baby?"

You shut your eyes as tightly as you can manage before you let out a deafening squeal while you nod your head furiously.

Until she slips her fingers from your cunt, that is. You're left shaking, your head swimming. 

She shoves her wet fingers down your throat as she lines her cock back up with your cunt, staring into your nearly-shut eyes with desire.

"Come on, babygirl. Show me how badly you want my cock." She growls as she slams her cock back into your cunt.

"Fuck- Carol!" You cry out, feeling your walls clamp around her cock. You're close to climaxing once more.

"You like the taste of my fingers, don't you?" She teases. "You love having your pretty little mouth fucked by me, don't you?"

“Dunnit matter if it’s my cock,” She slams into you. “Or my fingers.” You choke helplessly on her digits.

You can feel the tears welling up in your eyes before she slips her fingers from your mouth.

You take in a ragged breath of air as she leans over you, gripping your hips as she continues to pound her cock inside of you.

"Tell me you're a slut for me," Carol whispers against your ear.

She moans and she bites the back of your neck as she continues to thrust inside of you.

"I'm a slut for you." You whine.

“Whose fucking pussy is this? Huh, little girl?”

You grunt and groan in response to her questions, but she slows her thrusts until she stops moving.

"What?" She teases, "Cat got your tongue?"

You moan loudly as you try to push your hips up against hers. "Your fucking pussy!"

"Yeah? And who am I?" She asks, beginning to speed up once more.

"My-My Captain!" You cry out, your voice nearly breaking from all the pleasure.

Fuck, you had never called her that before. You had jokingly referred to her as 'your captain', but you had never really meant it before this moment.

Her hips begin to move erratically as she slams her cock into you. You cry out as she wraps her arms around you and fucks you as hard as you've ever been fucked.

"Fuck, y/n... cum for me." She moans, biting your earlobe and rolling your nipple between her fingers.

You bite back a moan as you let go of all of the pleasure and the tears spill over your cheeks. She fucks you through your orgasm until she's grunting and her cock is spurting inside of you. She grabs your hair and pulls your head back by your locks as she groans into your neck.

She pulls out of you, and you watch with a lazy smile as her cum drips out of your cunt and down your thighs.

You feel her hands unlocking the handcuffs and pulling you up into her lap. You sit there for a moment, leaning against her chest as she kisses your shoulder.

She holds you as you cuddle against her.

"I love you," Carol tells you.

"I love you too," You murmur back.

“Want to try the other hole now?” She smirks, and you look up at her in horror.

She laughs and kisses your cheek.

"I'm joking," She says, "but... maybe some other time."

You let out a deep breath, letting your body relax and melt against her chest. You let yourself enjoy the afterglow as you cuddle up next to her. She wraps you up in her arms and gently kisses your lips before pulling the blankets over you and cuddling up with you.

"You know, you were really good for me tonight," Carol murmurs in your ear as she holds you.

You smirk and kiss her shoulder.

"You weren’t so bad yourself, Captain," You tease.

You can practically hear the smirk on her lips as she whispers something you can't quite make out before you fall asleep.

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Snowed In

S16!Emily Prentiss x Reader

Summary: When a blizzard hits sooner than expected, you spend the night, snowed in, with Emily. Covers the Snowed In/Blizzard square for @storiesofsvu's Holiday Bingo 2023!

Warnings: Brief mention of alcoholism.

A/N: Hi babes! I'm very excited to share the first of four fics I have planned for this holiday season! Thanks for reading!<3

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“I hate to be the bearer of bad news,” she started, “but that blizzard rolled in sooner than forecast. There are accidents everywhere, even this late at night. I’m not driving home, nor am I letting you.” 

You peeled your eyes away from the report in front of you to look at your boss. The BAU had landed back in Quantico just a few hours earlier, and while Tara, Rossi, Luke, and JJ opted to start their weekend early, you and Emily decided to push through and finish your reports. (You didn’t want to have to worry about it over the weekend; Emily didn’t want you to be alone this late in the evening.) She was giving you a pointed look. The one she used when she had to be the boss. It wasn’t exactly how you wanted to start your weekend, but you weren’t going to complain about some one-on-one time with the older woman.

“I was going to protest, but I know how to pick my battles.” She smirked at your words and cocked an eyebrow. 

“Good answer. Finish up your report, then come to my office.” You watched as she made her way up to her office, the sway of her hips more pronounced than usual. As if she was giving you a show. You tried not to think too much into it. 

You put the finishing touches on your case report and made your way to Emily’s office. Upon entering, your eyes were immediately drawn to the older woman, who sat sideways on a couch, staring thoughtfully out the window watching the snowfall. She was deep in thought, deep enough to have not noticed you yet, her thoughts were not unpleasant. No, not at all. A soft smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. A set of Christmas lights framed the shelves behind her desk and cast a soft glow over her. She looked stunning. 

You had done everything in your power not to develop feelings for the woman, and yet you were unsuccessful. Though, she didn’t help either. You sometimes caught her staring at you in the bullpen from her office. You tried not to think about it too much, chalking it up to her merely observing how you interact with the team. At first, when you would catch her staring, she would quickly avert her gaze. As time went on though, she would stare just a bit longer. A look bordering fondness on her face. 

If the staring wasn’t enough, the two of you seemed to always bunk together wherever a case takes you. You could count on one hand the number of times you bunked with someone other than her. And when you bunked together, she made sure that you were okay: sleeping enough, emotionally and physically well, those sorts of things. You told yourself she was just being a good boss, and you didn’t want to interfere with that. Emily, however, knew she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if something happened to you. And whether or not she was ready to admit it yet, she would feel lost without you. She didn’t make it easy for you.

Emily Prentiss was an excellent profiler, there was no mistaking that. Yet, it took her a while to get a good read of who you really were. You rarely accompanied them to after-work gatherings, whether they’d been at Rossi’s or a bar, so even though you had been on the team for several months, they didn’t know a lot about you. Emily, of course, had gotten to know you through small conversations in your shared hotel rooms and she was excited to spend the evening with you. 

“Knock knock,” you said, almost whispering to not startle your boss. 

“Hey, hey,” she replied, “come on in. Take a seat.” She patted the empty couch cushion in front of her. 

“Thanks,” you replied, sitting where instructed.

“Thank you for not putting up a fight,” she chuckled.

“Like I said, I know how to pick my battles. Besides, figure it’s best not to argue with the boss.” You curled up on the couch, pulling your knees to your chest. 

“I know it’s probably the last way you wanted to spend your Friday night. Especially after a case,” she said sympathetically.

“Truthfully, I’d be doing the same thing at home.”

“Really?” She asked, seeming genuinely surprised, “I would’ve thought you had plans.”

“You’d be incorrect,” you chuckled. “I’m quite boring.”

“I find that hard to believe,” she said, raising an eyebrow. 

“Most of my time off the clock is spent with my nose in a book.” You shrugged, “I’m an introvert working an extrovert's job. But I also wouldn’t have it any other way.” A genuine smile painted your face, and Emily internally gushed. She loved seeing this side of you, where your guard was down almost entirely and you didn’t have to be an FBI agent. Her eyes fell to your lips for a moment, and she quickly adverted her gaze upon realizing what she had done. You, however, didn’t acknowledge it and or the heat that suddenly consumed you. 

A comfortable silence fell over you. Comfortable and familiar, almost. You looked at Emily for a moment longer before you leaned over the couch to retrieve your novel from your go bag. “Speaking of, do you mind? I desperately need to decompress after that one.”

“Not at all,” she confirmed. You dove into the novel, excited to escape reality for just a while.

You were able to read for a while, but soon you found yourself unable to stay focused on the words in front of you, too distracted by the look Emily gave you. The notion of her reciprocating your feelings crossed your mind, though only for a moment. The negative thoughts overshaddowing the positive ones. You feared she would simply view you as a child, considering the age gap between the two of you. You really only had yourself to offer, and you weren’t sure if that would be enough for Emily. 

“You’ve been on that page for a while,” she said, breaking the silence, “I can almost hear you overthinking.”

“You stare at me an awful lot,” you noted. 

“Am I not allowed to admire a beautiful woman?” She asked confidently, smirking and raising a brow. You couldn’t help but laugh at that one. 

“You think I’m beautiful, Emily Prentiss?” 

“I do.” She didn’t hesitate to answer you, and it caught you off guard. You felt yourself blush at her answer, and you knew she noticed. There was no way she didn’t. Unbeknownst to you, Emily had her eyes on you since your interview. And after giving one of the best, she knew she wanted you. Though, she never thought she had a chance. 

“Bold,” you replied, “But I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t have a similar opinion of you.” 

“Oh?” She was surprised, “I didn’t think I’d be your type. I figured you’d go for someone closer in age.” You paused for a moment, allowing the silence to settle, and contemplating your next words carefully. Silence felt like the best option, or some off handed joke about your mommy issues to lighten the mood. But, Emily’s unwavering confidence emboldened you.

“You are exactly my type, actually,” you confirmed. Emily’s face softened, and for a moment you panicked. So when she didn’t immediately respond, you continued, “From the way you command every room you walk into, to the salt and pepper hair. I think you’re stunning.” The older woman held you gaze, almost unable to believe what you had told her, though she knew you were being honest. 

“In that case, you should ask to buy me a drink.” Emily sat forward, resting her elbow on the back of the couch, and holding her head up with her hand. 

“Well you should know,” you paused, “I don’t drink, my parents were alcoholics and so were their parents. But-”

“Is that why you never come out with us?” She interrupted before you could even ask her out.

“Yeah, that’s part of it, it’s not important right now. But, Emily, I would love to buy you a drink sometime, if you’d let me.” 

“I’d say yes, but I know you don’t drink, so I’ll let you buy me coffee.” 

“It’s a date then.” You smiled, knowing this was the beginning of something good. 

Tags: @virescent-v

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[ventingfanfics]

If You Are (Shuri x Reader)

Your kimoyo beads chimed incessantly, forcing you out of your sleep. Groaning, you answered the call, Okoyoe’s hologram unraveling before you. She looked more annoyed than usual. 

“Okoye,” You called alarmingly, wondering what the emergency was considering it was late at night.

“What’s this?” She demanded, showing you a digital article. Shuri was photographed looking out of it while exiting a club. Your heart fell.

“Shit,” You hissed in defeat. Lately, you’d been able to prevent media outlets from publishing these stories, but clearly one slipped through. Feeling defensive, especially under Okoye’s commanding stare, you spoke up. “I think the bigger question is, how many more of these can we expect? I can only pay and trade favors with the press for so long.”

Okoye’s expression softned. “We’ve tried to intervene.” There was a long pause before the General sighed. “But have not been successful.”

“Maybe I need to talk to her,” You thought aloud. In your industry, it was advised to not get involved in the personal lives of your clients, but Shuri wasn’t just a famous face. She was a sovereign. Many lives rested in her hands.

“Come with me to the palace,” said Okoye, encouraging your suggestion. 

“Now?” You laughed.

“We’re desperate.”

Your job was often non-stop as it was and as you checked social media and other news outlets, you found (no surprise) that this image of Shuri had gone viral. Many were disappointed, while some applauded her for being “relatable.”

“Fine, give me a couple minutes,” You said, getting out of bed.

“As you wish.” Okoye nodded.

You rinsed your face, brushed your teeth, grabbed the health smoothie you made last night and accompanied Okoye to the palace. The duration of the trip was short. Okoye led you to the quarters of Shuri’s room. 

“My Queen,” Okoye called.

“Yes.”

“Someone is here to see you.”

“Who?” She said crossly. 

“Y/N.”

There was a pause. “Y/N as in my publicist?”

“Yes,” Okoye confirmed patiently. 

You heard footsteps and then the door pulled open revealing Shuri with smeared eyeliner. Hickies decorated both sides of her neck in addition to her tattoos. Her curls hung around her eyes, her abs were exposed from the sports bra she wore, and some sweats hung off her hips. It was honestly an attractive sight, raccoon eyes and all. 

As if it would stop your staring, you cleared your throat and got to business. “Shuri, forgive me for the sudden visit, but I wanted to check in with you.”

Shuri averted her eyes from you to look at Okoye with a knowing smirk. The General ignored it. 

“Whatever,” Shuri muttered, walking inside her room. You stood there in hesitation until she said, “you coming?” You looked at Okoye who gave you a soft smile. Then, she took her leave once you followed Shuri inside her bedroom suite. It was massive.

“Your room is beautiful.” From the moment the compliment escaped you, you wished you could take it back due to the awkward silence.

Shuri stared at you, folding her arms. “Thank you. But that’s not why you’re here. Unless it is.” Her eyes darkened and a smug expression crept along her lips. Heat filled your face and nether regions.

“It’s just a compliment, relax. How’s work?” You sat down on her armchair. 

The smirk on the royal’s face faded, replaced with a sharp one. “Work is work. How’s it for you?”

“Exhausting,” you smiled. “You are taking up all my time, and not in a good way.”

“Does it not pay the bills?”

“Shuri, I’m good at my job, and I thought you were too. I can keep covering your mess, reminding the public that you’re still grieving and under pressure, but what are you doing to help yourself?”

Shuri was surprisingly quiet, only peering back at you with a more gentle expression. You just knew she was going to get defensive. 

“And I know it’s technically not my place to get involved in your personal life, but it’s affecting business. It’s not just affecting your image. It’s affecting you, the people around you, and your country. Is that what your family would want for you?” 

Shuri continued to stare at you, her gaze hardening again, probably at the mention of her family. 

“I know I’mma get paid regardless, but I don’t want to see you go out like this…” You added, frowning. “Aw, hun.” A tear slid down her brown cheek. Instinctively, you went over to her and offered a hug. She didn’t return the gesture, but let you embrace her.

It didn’t take long for her to lean into you and cry.  “I know I’ve fucked up.”

You tightened your hold, stroking her back. “You can turn it around.”

At that, she pulled away with wild, wet eyes. “I see what my people say, they despise me now. I don’t know if they will forgive me.” Her voice cracked and she threw a vase from her nightstand. 

“They say I’m an embarrassment to the nation and they are right!” She cried, throwing a stone this time. 

You were torn in between letting her unleash her emotions and comforting her. 

“Shuri, that’s not all true. You still have a lot of people rooting for you. They’re just concerned and want you to get better.” You cringed when she threw her Black Panther stuffed toy. “Shuri, please.”

She looked at you and stopped. Silently, she broke down again. 

“I don’t deserve to be their Queen,” She managed through her weeping. You guided her to her bed. 

“That’s not true,” You admonished, holding her close as she wet your neck with her tears. You let her get it all out of her system for the next forty five minutes. She held you tighter when you attempted to leave her side. Chuckling, you told her you were just pouring her some water. She loosened her hold and sat up, drinking from the cup you provided. 

“Better?” 

She didn’t answer, just laid on you again, laying her head on your chest. You smiled to yourself at how comfortable she felt with you. 

“I want to get better,” she told you.

“Now, you’re not just saying this, and then sing a completely different tune when you wake up?” You raised an eyebrow.

She laughed and it felt like a reward. “No, Y/N. I really mean it.”

You smiled and said, “We’ll see.” Then you kissed her head.

The two of you soon drifted into a slumber.

~~

Shuri was up bright and early the morning. She saw you stir in the sheets of her bed. “It’s about time,” she teased, flashing her glorious smile. 

“Good morning,” you greeted before stretching. You were relieved to see that you were still clothed, not that you would have minded bedding the Queen because she was hot. “You troll, it’s only 7.”

She laughed softly. “And I have to be at the lab in two hours.” 

Your face asked “and what does that have to do with me?” But then it dawned you. “You’re going to work?” 

Shuri smiled, noticing the fondness in your tone. “Yes. But first I want to get breakfast. So, hurry up.”

“Can breakfast wait? I’m still sleepy. I only went to bed five hours ago.”

“Turning down breakfast with the Queen? Suit yourself.” She shrugged and left you alone, exiting her room.

Rolling your eyes in amusement, you dragged yourself out of bed and saw about the clothes you’d packed. You took the most blissful shower and got dressed. When you walked out of Shuri’s room you were met with one of the Dora Milaje, who politely greeted you and escorted you to the kitchen hall. A breakfast feast was laid out as Shuri concentrated on a hologram of her data work.

You snuck in a picture with your phone.

“Did you just take a picture of me?” She said.

“I couldn’t resist. You looked so cute and the people are gonna be happy to see this.” You avoided eye contact now, sending the photo to your work email and forwarding it to one of the assistants at your PR firm.

The lingering silence caused you to look at Shuri whose eyes hadn’t left you.

“Cute, huh?”

“Come on, Shuri.”

“You come on. Put that phone down and eat.”

A jolt ran through you because something about that response was sexy. First, the amazing shower, now the mouth-watering breakfast—and your now seemingly healthy client, your day was off to a good start. 

“So tell me, Y/N, and please don’t feel like this is a job interview or something because it’s totally not…” 

You found her rambling endearing. 

“What made you get into PR?” She asked. 

Leaning back, you bit the side of your lip and lightly clapped. “Okay, so, once upon a time…naw, let me stop. I don’t know, I just always liked the idea of helping promote people who have something to offer and when I watched Scandal, I was obsessed with how Olivia Pope was a fixer.”

Shuri smiled, following your story. She listened attentively, paying attention to your personality and mannerisms, as you revealed more parts of yourself. You were far more interesting than any of the handful of women she’d been involved with lately. Then again, she hadn’t bothered to get to know them outside of touching and tasting them.

You giggled to yourself at how Shuri’s eyes didn’t move from you once. It wasn’t creepy either. You liked having her undivided attention. “How about you? Did you always want to be this badass scientist? I feel like I asked you this before, when we first met, but…” You shrugged.

“No, it’s okay,” she encouraged. “And yes, I was always a nerd. A cool nerd, thank you. For fun, I used to pretend to be a ruler like my mother or brother, but I’ve only ever been excited about designing and making things. And helping make things efficient for others.” She sipped her apple juice afterwards. Then she glanced at her watch. “Aw man, I hate to cut this short, but I really gotta go to the lab.”

“Just when it was getting fun too,” you pouted playfully, garnering a smile from the other young woman. “Thank you for breakfast.” 

“How was it?”

“Ugh, five stars. Do you eat like this every day? I’m jealous.”

“You could too.” She smirked, boldly looking at you.

You opted not to back down. “How? Are you moving me in?”

“If you play your cards right, I might.”

She was your client. She was not supposed to have this affect on you. Yet, she did. It intensified when you confronted her a week later about a viral video of her grinding with a famous singer in a club. 

“We were just dancing!” She stressed over the phone.

You weren’t trying to hear it, however. You go back to the states for one week and she already found someone new to entertain. 

“That is not the kind of dancing rulers do in public,” you argued.

“You are overreacting. I’m still young and got caught having a good time, so what?”

That wasn’t helping. You felt yourself burning up. 

“Whatever, Shuri,” You growled and ended the call. Deciding you desperately needed to calm down, you chugged down a bottle of water. An annoying buzzing little object flew around you. When you cut your eyes and opened them, you found Shuri standing in your home. 

“Sthandwa, you’re so angry you’re shaking…” She reached for you but you snatched yourself away. “What’s got you like this, hmm? What’s wrong, baby?”

You scoffed at the pet name she so conveniently used. “You don’t need to be here.”

“…That doesn’t answer my question.” She tilted her head some, eyeing you, also checking you out. Her tongue ran over her lips and you sucked your teeth at her not so subtle freshness. 

“You are such a ho.”

The Queen almost choked “…Excuse me?”

You were just as shocked that you spoke those words. They were a product of your mind being that Shuri chose to be in a plethora of women’s faces. However, maybe you had gone too far. After all, you were just her publicist, not her girlfriend. It didn’t matter that you thought you two had been building something. 

The beater and low-hanging baggy pants wearing woman approached you with a steel gaze that produced a flash of fear. She was the Black Panther after all. You better had been scared about what she could do to you.

“I’m only letting you get away with that because I know what this is really about,” she let you know. She was so close her minty breath caressed you. 

“I’m sorry,” you practically squeaked. She hadn’t even touched you and you were punking out.

“Don’t worry, you will make it up to me. Like I said,” she replied, holding your neck firmly. “I know what this is really about.” Her whisper was taunting, cunning even. 

“What’s it about?” You mentally cringed at how that came out. It bordered on a moan. 

She tugged your head back some. “Jealousy.” You felt her lips against your temple when she spoke. You whimpered. Involuntarily of course. This was embarrassing. You normally weren’t so easily worked up. “You were jealous, right, Y/N?” She asked in her honey-toned voice. This time she caressed your nape, sparing a sympathetic look at you before leaning in to the tip of your ear. “Answer me.”

Exasperated, you admitted that you were in fact jealous. Shuri mockingly pouted before smiling. She lightly massaged your throat as you breathed in her divine scent. “I’m sorry, baby. I wasn’t trying to make you jealous.”

“You weren’t?” You huffed in disbelief. 

“No, not at all,” she chuckled. “I wished she was you the whole time. And I went to bed alone that night. And the night before that.” She pecked your nose softly. “And the night before that…” She pecked your eyebrow. “And the night before that…” She brushed her lips down to yours.

You grabbed her shirt and boob by extension, pulling her into you. You kissed her furiously. She kissed you back slowly but just as passionately.

~~

Tangled bodies and sheets was the experience of your morning. Shuri who was nestled into you, warming you with her body heat and soft skin, lightly snored. You marveled at her beauty, how perfectly shaped she was, from her face to her legs, her rich skin, gorgeous curly hair, and the sweet and sexy combo of her intoxicating scent. 

“Why’re you staring,” she mumbled.

“How did you know?” You laughed because she hadn’t even opened her eyes. Then it dawned on you. “Panther abilities.”

She hummed vaguely, this time resting her cheek against yours. You giggled and she smiled lazily. “Play with my hair,” she requested. 

“I’ll play with something else too,” you smirked. 

“Oh, you wanna go? Say less, Y/N.” She began to press her fists into the mattress, caging you in. Instead of being nasty, however, she attacked you with kisses. You rolled over moments later so you were on top, restraining her hands. 

“I don’t know if you can still be my client,” you said after you stopped playing around. 

“Damn, you’re dropping me?”

“I just don’t know if it’s a good idea to mix business with pleasure.”

“Haven’t we been having a good time?” She gazed up at you adorably. Then she sat up. “Come on, tell me what’s on your mind.” 

You were falling for her hard and fast. While you had prayed for love to come into your life, you had your concerns. Was Shuri the one? Or was she going to be a lesson? 

“I don’t want to get hurt,” you finally admitted.

“Neither do I, princess.”

Meet Epiphany. Shuri was not the only one who possessed that power. She was vulnerable as well. 

“You’re so right,” You said, laughing some. 

The royal kissed your cheek and held your hand.  “I’m down to see where this goes if you are.”

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[devnmon]

soul tie.

Summary: You plead to tie your soul with Tess.

Warnings: dominant!tess, thigh riding, tess spits in reader’s mouth, mommy!tess, touch starvation(?) minors DNI.

word count: 2.2k | my tess masterlist

A/N: heyyy it’s been a while since i posted smut, right? figured it was time. anyway, you all know the teaser of this fic i posted months ago? this is that very fic. it has also been a long time coming and i believe it’s worth the wait. that’s just me tho… but what i have written here… i can’t lie, it’s pure filth. i hope you all enjoy. :)

Knees already growing sore from kneeling on them, you whimper, head being tilted upward towards the woman towering over you.

Your words are mumbled, almost low enough under your breath so she can't hear it; but she does. The phrase comes out through desperate pants, a depraved plea for her to give herself over to you, in the most intimate way.

A soul tie, one that lasted till infinity and beyond.

"What'd you say, honey?" Her voice picks up your utterance, beckoning you to say it again.

"I said... spit in my mouth." you whimper again, hoping she'd move the begging of yours along fast enough to give you what you wanted. Tess was a giver, always willing to bring you pleasure for her own enjoyment, listening to moans of her name fall from your lips, while gazing lovingly at the mess she’s made of you. It was always that way with Tess, relishing in the adrenaline and power rush it gave her.

She scoffs at first, wondering how someone so innocent could say something so perverted. Where you got this vulgar mouth from, she didn’t know. But it's doing something to her that she doesn't know how to control, and she didn’t want to. Eyelids hooded, the woman gazed at you intently.

"Never heard you be so dirty, baby. Want me to spit in your mouth, hm?" Tess’s features moved slow and soft, soaking in just how needy you’d become.

“Yes, need it, please..” you beckon, head tilted downwards, flustered with the way her low voice sounded. It was almost as if she couldn’t go without the way you begged for her, your pupils blown out and lips swollen. She could always tell when you got desperate for her. This side of you was something only Tess could see.

The heavy making-out beforehand only made it worse; you were a mess before she even thought about letting you initiate the flurry of hands that’s brought the both of you to the brink of pleasure.

“Please, what?” Tess’s thumb and forefinger slip under your chin, pulling your gaze back to her. Her calloused hand was wrapped underneath your chin, holding your head firmly, knowing you wouldn’t shy away from her touch.

You sat in front of her, hands resting behind your back in only your panties, nipples red and sensitive from being pulled and twisted, with soon-to-be hickeys lying red on your neck and chest. Tess stood over you, maroon shirt unbuttoned with a few dark hickeys forming on her neck. She would be lying if she denied her guilty pleasure of letting you mark her up to ensure no one would mistake her as available.

“Please, mommy.” You swallow with a whimper, growing impatient to touch her. Tess relished in your sounds, a smirk painted on her face.

"Attagirl, now open up for me." Her thumb swipes across your bottom lip, another gesture for your mouth to open in her fervor.

At the command, your mouth opens, tongue sticking out. Your eyes met her hazel ones and she pauses, dragging her eyes over your body at just the sight of you in such a position for her.

She grips your chin again, dragging her eyes back up your body, to your flushed features. Tess leans over your figure once more, letting her lips part the slightest bit, before spitting directly into your mouth. Going to close it with her finger on your chin, you let your lips hang open a bit, and the tiniest bit of her dribbles down your chin.

“Such a messy baby, hm?” The spit dribbles down your skin further, onto the skin of your neck and down your chest.

"Want you..." If it wasn’t for the way Tess gave in to dragging out your pleasure so rarely, the begging and pleading would’ve gotten you into a different situation; over her lap, on your third or fourth orgasm before she’d decide to stop. Even that seemed much less torturous than this, being edged for longer than you’d ever experienced, hungrily aching for her touch.

"Don't be selfish, sweetheart. I'm just enjoying the view."

Tess took her time. She always took her time. Her tone of voice entrancing in its rasp had you trembling. Goosebumps littered your skin and all you could think about were her hands on your body. The thumb you so welcomingly let open your mouth moments ago brushes against your cheek, her gaze locked onto yours.

“Mmph, please…” You whimpered again, pouting with your bottom lip jutted out. She hesitated on giving in to what you wanted, although a part of her thought it was fun to see you like this for her.

“Hm, maybe I should let you sit there longer.” Her grip on your chin drops as she steps a few inches away from the side of her bed, dropping to grab her belt. The clinking of metal filled the air as your view turned into Tess stripping from her jeans and shirt. Hazel eyes became sultry in that trained gaze she held on you. The depth of your appreciation you had for her body never shallowed. She could see it in your eyes most days, how everything about her, especially her imperfections, were beautiful in your eyes.

You moaned out suddenly, “Let me touch you…” shifting your gaze to her exposed skin now. “Fuck, Tessa. You’re everything… can’t believe you’re mine.”

Watching her undress, your eyes caught the curves of Tess’s body, never losing her physique with age. She was strong and intoxicatingly gorgeous; sometimes you really wondered why of all people, she’d chosen you.

“If you could see how you look from my point of view…” Tess took a few steps forward and unclipped her bra, kneeling down on the bed before you. “C’mere.”

Darting towards her from adrenaline, you inched closer on the bed with your heart racing and hands eager. Reaching out, your hands, impatient, hesitated to make any sort of movement. When you hesitated before touching her, she huffed.

“Don’t be afraid, hun. Come closer.” Those sultry words were your final tug, as you jolted forward. Locking your lips with hers, a feverish flurry of deep and desperate kisses were exchanged in a matter of seconds. Kissing her drained your lungs of air, only pulling away when you couldn’t hold it any further.

Her warm, calloused hands lay on your waist, watching as a smirk grew on her face.

“Go on, babe. Ride my thigh.” Tess breathed, grasping your hips a little firmer. You nodded silently and straddled yourself over her leg. Pressing your sensitive nerves against her was enough to send a jolt of pleasure up your spine at the friction.

Taken aback by the heat growing between your thighs, a string of your moans filled the air with pants and whines. Underneath you, Tess groaned and your face contorted with pleasure.

It was overtaking, the enjoyment she got from watching you, and she fucking loved every second of it. Her strong hands rubbed feather light touches up and down the sides of your body, along with feeling the goosebumps litter your skin.

“Touch me, please, mommy.” She knew what you meant, but Tess just wanted to watch you, desperate on top of her. You picked up the look on her face, and began kissing her neck in a feverish manner, aiming to convince her but only allowing her the opportunity to grip your hips harder and chuckle to herself.

“It’s my thigh or nothing. I’m not lifting a finger to help you get off.” Your hips slowed on impact as well, her firm grasp holding you down. The slick from your cunt made grinding on Tess’s thigh much more stimulating.

“Yeah, that’s how you do it..” Her gravel voice whispered in your ear intently, lips making their way to your neck, the tiniest nips scattered across your skin. Your hands trailed up her torso, feeling her hard nipples from watching you, and tugging on them slightly to hear her gasp.

“Feels so good, baby.” Tess felt your weight dig into her thigh a minute longer, and her lips traveled to your face, placing soft kisses on your cheeks. Her words in your head and the utter feeling of her under you were perfect, souls latched together in the moment. She glanced down where your skin met hers, immediately smirking at the evidence of your arousal on her thigh.

“You look so pretty like this for me, baby. Look how wet you are, and I haven’t even touched you..” Tess whispered, ghosting her lips across your neck. “Gettin’ close already?”

The sound of pure bliss you let out was a sign enough, hips stuttering and familiar heat growing. You squeezed your eyes shut, overcome by the sensation between your thighs.

“Nuh uh, baby. Keep those eyes on me. Need to see you.” Your eyes shot open, one of her hands grasping your face to make you look her way. She finally let go of your waist with the other hand to grab at your breasts, twisting your nipples between her fingers desperately.

“Mm.. yes, mommy.” Pretty sounds trail out from you, continuing to rub yourself against her muscle. “Touch me, please baby.” Your knee digs into her groin the slightest bit, and you feel her reach down to push it against her more. You’re whining at the amount of pleasure the friction is bringing you, shut out from everything else in the world, except for her.

“Already made a mess, honey. You’re almost there.” Your whines get louder when she bounces her leg a bit underneath you. The sight of her brimmed hazel eyes only pulled you further towards your high, her figure underneath you moving in unison with yours.

“Mmh… feels s’good- please lemme come..” Your back arches, Tess’s hands steadying your hips once again. The strands of her caramel-colored hair wisped across her skin, some falling over her shoulders. She resembled a goddess in this moment, from the view of her beneath you.

“Go on, then. Come for me, sweetheart.” Your head shot upwards, eyes closed in bliss, trailing your arms up her body to wrap them around her shoulders. Her fingers pinched one of your nipples, yelping at the touch.

“M’gonna- g’na come..” Slack-jawed as she watched you, your thighs trembled against hers the moment your orgasm washed through you. Letting out a gasp, your hips stuttered again. For a moment you went quiet, noticing Tess’s hands on your waist again, slowly still moving you against her leg. You let out a low mewl, body falling weakly against Tess’s, her gentle hands catching you.

“Attagirl… let it all out.” She whispers against your chest, nodding silently as you caught your breath. Her hands cup your face softly, pressing her lips against your forehead. Her movements gradually slow to a stop, once you’ve come down from your high.

“Mmm, I love you, Tessa. So good t’me.” You peck your lips against her cheek ever so softly, trailing them over to her lips. A little drained form your previous orgasm, her thumbs rubbed soft circles into your skin.

“Love you too, honey. So much. You feelin’ okay?” One hand reached up to push a piece of hair from out of your face, noticing it was covered in a light sheen of sweat.

“Mhm, so good. A little tired.. ” You went to rest your head on her shoulder, peppering her skin with light kisses.

“Come lay next to me then, honey.” About to move, you realized that you hadn’t even bothered to look down to where your bodies collided. Once you glanced down at the sight of your slick on her thigh, the mess you made installed a little bit of embarrassment in you.

“Oh.. I should- let me-“ Attempting to raise yourself from the bed for a towel, Tess shook her head and held your waist still.

“I’ll clean it in a minute. Just lay with me for now. You sure you’re alright?” She swiped more strands of hair from your face, grasping one of your hands in hers. Nodding to her, you moved onto the bed, moving one of your hands to cup her face.

“You’re so beautiful, Tessa. Perfect, and all mine.” Your hands were warm against her soft face, a warmth she leaned into almost immediately.

“Mm, so soft in your afterglow, baby. It looks so good on you.” Bashful, you bit your lip and looked away slightly.

“Wanna take care of you too..” You partly mumbled, playing with a couple strands of her hair mindlessly. Tess pondered in silence for a second, then looked towards you.

“Well, we should get cleaned up one way or another. Does a shower sound appealing?” Your gaze lifted to her again, eyes bright with excitement.

“Mhm.. It does.” A slight nod from your head signaled to Tess to move from the bed, which you followed immediately.

The two of you stepped towards the bathroom, and entered the warm shower to relax a bit more. You both shared loving touches and kisses to intertwine your souls furthermore, and felt by the end of the night how much stronger they had become intertwined.

It didn’t matter to you how far apart your souls were, you knew no matter what that they’d be tied together for eternity.

#ryesff #devnmon writes #tess servopolous fanfic #tess servopoulos x female reader #tess servopoulos smut #tess servopolous #tess servopolous x reader #tess tlou #tlou tess #tlou fic #the last of us fanfiction #tess tlou hbo #wlw fanfiction #tess era is forever #tlou fanfiction #tlou fanfic #im so fricking back with this fic like u dont get it #this one is for my homies #dividers grom cafekitsune and reveriesources!

[seattlesellie]

mirage

pairing: ellie williams x reader

summary: ellie doesnt like you. she cant. and then she does. but fuck, she cant.

warnings: suggestive themes, cursing, not proofread, lowercase on purpose

authors note: just wrote this on my phone. lil blurb abt ellie and u on a hot summer day and theres nothing i love more than ellie being pissed and reader being a sunshine, literally.

it was a hot, summer day. one of those days where your lips get swollen from the dryness of the air, and your breathing gets heavier with every step you take. the sun was cooking you up, quite literally. you could just feel the stinging pain of the sunburn forming on your shoulders.

what didn’t help this situation was at all was patrol. neither was the fact that your patrol partner was ellie. ellie motherfucking williams. the one girl that made your blood boil, the only person in the world you had to walk on fucking eggshells with, since every word you said, every sentence you formed, seemed to piss her off. she was like a mosquito to you, buzzing in your ear, not letting you sleep, never giving you any peace. was it your sweet voice that made her mad? was it your light steps, compared to her heavy ones? was it maybe the sound of your laughter filling up the room - every time she walked in? you couldn’t quite point your finger at it. something about you ate her up alive, biting forcefully.

“just fucking walk already” she said, dominating as ever. it wasnt her fault the flowers bloomed so beautifully - you had to get another look.

you stared her down, frowning at her demand, still crunched up with your nose deep in the blossom of the white daisies.

“i just wanted to see the fucking flowers, ellie. lighten up, jeez” you said, getting up quickly, trying to hide the fact that you were hurt at her words. it wasnt like you liked her or anything, but something about her made you want, no, need her to accept you. everyone else did. dina fucking loved you from the moment you walked in to jackson, all hurt and disheveled, jesse thought you were the fucking coolest and hell - even joel took a liking to you. everyone but her.

“just be useful for once and walk” she demanded, yet again.

you picked out a small flower, sighing at your patrol partner’s unwanted words.

“we need to clear this house and then you can go flower picking or whatever the fuck” ellie said, rolling her eyes so far back into her head you thought she might have an aneurism. her voice was stinging you harder than a bee.

“fine” you muttered. if you weren’t so small, figuratively speaking, compared to the auburn haired girl, you might have even cussed her out. told her she could go fuck off, do the patrol on her own and abandon you. but you couldn’t, because you were you, and she was ellie, and she always got the last word.

“fine” she spat back, and threw her hand ever so carelessly at the air so you could get the clue and follow her lead.

you followed her, keeping quite a large distance between the two of you. somehow, you swore to god himself, you could feel her. she wasn’t even close to you at that point, and yet her presence was still haunting you in the most physical sense of the word. her steps on the drying leaves - loud, stomping them. mad. her backpack - slamming against her back, making a small thump with every hit.

“could you walk any louder?” you said, raising your voice so she could hear you over the sounds of her own stomps.

“i could, actually” ellie retreated, sarcastic as ever. her voice was dry - was it her annoyance at her inexperienced, ever so easily distracted patrol partner? or was it the hot, dry, summer air bathing in her lungs?

she started purposely stomping even harder, all in order to piss you off. she loved seeing just what made you tick. one step closer to breaking you completely. for some reason - she needed it. needed you to tell her you were done, needed you to tell her to back off, to stop being so fucking mean. but you never did. the why of it all killed her. why didn’t you just put her in her place? why didnt you snap already? and why did she need to know so damn bad?

“real mature” you said, followed by a deep sigh. honestly, you were too busy focusing on how your sweat made your white tank top stick to the bottom of your breasts right now. too busy by your own uncomfortableness to give in to her bickering.

and then - you spotted it. the clear water almost blinding you with the reflection of the glistening sun. a lake. the lake. dina told you all about it, how when you take this patrol road, theres the most beautiful lake hidden by a number of trees. how jesse and her were convinced they were hallucinating as a result of the glaring sun, but when they realized it was real, not some mirage, they ran so fast dina almost tripped on a wire and took a dip, getting lost at the feeling of the cool water against their burning skin.

“ellie!” you shouted with excitement, like a little kid who spotted his favorite gummy at the candy store. when she didnt turn around - pretending to ignore you, you ran so fast to her you practically almost bumped into her back.

“ellie, look!” you exclaimed, pulling at her backpack and physically turning her around. she seemed startled, looking for any signs of danger, ignoring the huge smile on your face that would have pointed to her that the only danger was you.

“what? what?” she said, a bit frantic, already reaching over with her hand to grab her trusty switchblade. infected she could handle - but you and infected? she wasn’t sure she’d be able to pull through.

“the lake!” you were jumping up and down, still holding the back of her backpack, making her move with every leap.

she looked at you with a confused face, eyebrows squint together, her nose slightly scrunched. if you didnt find her so insufferable, you might have even thought that was the cutest face youve ever seen.

“wha…- what lake?” she said, eyes scanning the area. ellie williams - the ever so diligent.

“are you blind? look-“ you said, pointing at a bunch of trees.

“are you okay? are you having a heatstroke?” ellie said, half serious - half amused, looking at you up and down.

“just-“ you said, and grabbed her arm forcefully in order to guide her through. she didnt know if you could feel it, or if she had imagined it, but the contact of your small hand on her wrist made her pulse fasten. or maybe - it was the possibility of danger. she would definitely have preferred the latter. that was her reason to her heart dropping to her boxers. danger, not you. not the touch of the pretty girl, definitely not that.

she let you guide her - while her conflicting thoughts ate her burning skin up.

“faster, ellie c’mon!” you said, panting as you walked faster and faster, dragging the girl behind you.

jesus. those words, coming out of your delicate lips, they arose something in her, yet again. did she wish you said them in a different context? shit up, stupid fucking brain, shut the fuck up. the green eyed girl thought to herself. not her.

“i swear to god - if youre trying to kill me or something, ill fucking stab you” she said, still following your lead.

“you would be dead” you extorted back, with a stupid grin on your face you were grateful she didn’t catch. as if.

finally, you were there. you weren’t hallucinating, this was a fucking lake. and if you weren’t with that certain auburn haired girl, you would have taken all your clothes off and jumped right in. gosh, it was so fucking tempting.

“ta da!” you said, beaming, borderline salivating at the thought of the cool clear water caressing your skin.

“no” she deadpanned and walked away slowly, eyes glued to the lake, and then to you.

“i’m not doing that” ellie said.

“what? you cant swim?” you said, poking at her shoulder.

playful. you were being playful. and she didn’t know how to fucking react.

“i can fucking swim” she said with a sigh, hand forming a fist. what an grumpy toddler you thought to yourself.

“were on fucking patrol, y/n, i’m not going in” she said, certain of herself. she wasn’t supposed to lose control around you.

“suit yourself, williams, i’m taking a dip” you said with a sly smile, batting your eyelashes sarcastically at the girl. she let out a small chuckle, and then coughed.

she doesn’t get to have you like this, ellie, get it fucking together.

and then, without warning - you started stripping, desperately trying to get the sticky fabric away from you.

“jesus” she said with a loud voice, panicked look on her face - as if she walked in on someone doing the wrong thing. her eyes were flickering over everything that wasnt you. the tree, the ground, her feet, the lake. she could have turned around, she knew she could. but that wouldve made it even weirder.

first - it was your tank top. and then - your pants. and stupidly enough, you thought you could make her laugh. so what you did - was starting to unclasp your delicate pink bra, almost taking it off.

“what the fuck?!” ellie panicked again, and this time - she turned. it wasn’t because she didnt want to see, she didnt want you to see. her face was burning up - cheeks red as a rose.

“i’m fucking kidding, jesus ellie - i wasn’t gonna skinny dip… not with you around, anyways”

the joke landed terribly. ellie didnt find you stripping in front of her to be funny - it was anything but.

you kicked the sand under your shoes, awkwardness sending a shiver down your spine. you started fighting with your bra, trying to clasp in back on, but your clumsy hands, and the fact that you had your underboob on display in front of ellie made your hands shake even more. what the fucking hell were you thinking.

“fuck” you murmured, followed by a bunch of annoyed grunting at your failed attempt to clasp it back on,

“shit!” you were full on battling with it now.

ellie was just there. standing still, fidgeting with her hands.

“help me?” you said in a quite voice, shameful.

she let out a breathy laugh followed by an “ahh”

“fuck you, fix your own mess” she chuckled to herself.

got you.

“s’not funny, i cant do it!” you said, visibly frustrated.

“nope” she said, popping the p. she sounded so fucking satisfied with herself.

“fix your own mess” you mimicked, mocking her with a high pitched voice.

“did you just fucking mock me?” that was the last straw. she turned around, crossing her hands, still somehow trying to avoid your gaze. she was in her element now. and the element was anger. embarrassment, awkwardness, she couldn’t do - not anymore. but anger? that was her.

you were still fidgeting with your stupid bra, but somehow managed to keep your tits from spilling out.

“help. me.” you demanded, shooting arrows at her with your gaze.

“beg.” she extorted, eyes filled with pride. she couldn’t let that one go.

“pfft” you rolled your eyes- trying to ignore the butterflies creeping up on you. why did she make you feel like this?

“never” you said, trying to keep your composure, hands flailing behind you.

she walked towards you, slowly, like an animal who found her prey. she was a lion - you, a lamb. a half naked one.

she got even closer.

“then i’m not helping” she said, ever so casually. her her eyes - everything but casual.

part 2?

#ellie williams #the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #tlou #wlw #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x you #lesbian #wlw fanfiction #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams x female reader #fanfiction #the last of us fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #tlou x reader

[truly-yours-matilda]

𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 (𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧)

summary: dating monica would include…

pairing: monica x fem reader 🫶

warning: small, little sad moment but nothing big <3

• you and monica met while she was shopping in her favorite store

• you worked behind the register and your breath absolutely flew out of your lungs when she stood in front of you, buying her clothes

• monica felt the same lack of air in her lungs when she first saw you

• she ended up leaving with her clothes and your number

• when you got home that same day, you anxiously waited for her to call you

• she eventually did and after a while of talking, you decided to meet up and have a coffee together

• a week later, you were sitting in a café, smiling and talking with this stunning woman

• it all felt natural and easy

• you couldn’t stop staring at her in awe

• after three weeks of meeting up, you begin dating

• you finally meet her group of friends not so long after you make your relationship official

• they all thought you were one of her two-week relationships

• but seeing you and monica together for two months convinced them that your relationship is something real

• monica tells you that she loves you and you sit there, mouth slightly open and eyes slightly wide before you break into a smile and say it back <3

• you and the friend group become very close

• you become besties with rachel and phoebe

• you often shop with rach

• and you love baking with pheebs, it’s always an adventure

• ^^ massages and game nights with pheebs as well

• chandler loves you

• you’ll wake up and he’s just there in monica’s apartment and you two will just talk for hours

• ross let’s you hold ben, even babysit him

• you and joey watch tv and suddenly you’ll look at each other with a smirk when a beautiful woman comes on screen

• (you’re still incredibly loyal and faithful to monica though)

• you absolutely love cooking with monica on friday nights, music in the background as monica stands behind you, hands on your waist as she teaches you to cook dishes you didn’t even know existed

• both of your love languages are physical touch

• you’re always seen holding hands or leaning into each other

• you cuddle all the time

• she calls you honey constantly, and every time it makes you melt

• she calls you baby occasionally

• you call her sweetheart and she loves it

• you have so many beautiful memories with each other

• but it’s not always happy

• you often find yourself holding monica, her crying because of her mother’s nasty comments

• you’re always there for her and she couldn’t be more grateful for you

• she’s always there for you too, even when she’s busy with her career

• she always has time for you

• you both love each other more than words can describe and you’re both so very happy together <3

#monica geller #rachel green #phoebe buffay #ross geller #chandler bing #joey tribbiani #headcanon #fanfiction #friends tv show #friends imagine #monica geller x fem reader #monica geller x reader #wlw #wlw fanfiction

[crow-raven-crow]

Can I, pretty please, request a fic of Larissa finding out reader has nipple piercing? Like, it's totally unexpected of reader to have them bc they seem so innocent. I don't really have a solid idea other than reader forgets to wear a bra, and it's visible through the shirt or whatever. Idk, I leave everything up to you tbh

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 - [𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝟏𝟖+]

✧･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧ :══════⊹⊹══════: ✧･ﾟ｡˚☾.･✧

𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐟!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: ~3.2k 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬/𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: some fluff, NSFW, nipple piercings, reader receiving, nipple focused, slighting marking kink, vaginal fingering, slight begging, small mention of praise, alludes to future sex

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: see above

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

AO3 link in title ✧･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧ :══════⊹⊹══════: ✧･ﾟ｡˚☾.･✧

✧･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧ :══════⊹⊹══════: ✧･ﾟ｡˚☾.･✧

The rapid tapping of fingers against a keyboard filled the dimly lit room, the sound filling the space with a sense of urgency. Shadows danced along the walls under the cold moonlight - a room that was bathing in the golden hues of a sunset just moments before transformed with the arrival of night throughout Nevermore. The light coming off her laptop screen mixed with the tones of the moon highlighted the shine of blue eyes and smooth, pale skin.

Blue eyes scanned the laptop screen with unwavering focus, but no matter how rapidly she was typing, her mind was found far elsewhere. The documents and emails in front of the tall blonde were being responded to on autopilot, her motions guided by memory. The true motivation she found to get through all of her work was to cozy up next to you with her favorite bottle of wine. Each moment felt as though it dragged on into eternity, yet the thought of seeing you at the end of it was enough to make her power through her workday

Your relationship with Larissa was still new, only spanning a few months, but neither of you could deny the chemistry that was present when you were together. You worked with each others strengths and allowed the other to confide in their weaknesses. The connection and compatibility that was present was hard to ignore, even by your other coworkers.

With her final thoughts all in place, she hesitated for a moment before finally clicking "send" on the email, a content smile gracing her lips as she closed the laptop with a satisfying click. The glow of the screen faded away as it closed, the darkness seeping in and leaving her alone in the dimly lit space. As she stood from her desk, the weight of the day beginning to lift from her shoulders, she took in the cloak of nightfall - a moment of silence before moving around the space in a hurry.

Anticipation filled her body as she moved around her office, her mind racing with thoughts of you and how excited you would be at her surprise. With the bottle in hand, she slipped her coat over her shoulders and stepped out into the hushed hallway, the clicking of her heels waking up the quiet stones beneath her feet. Each step echoed through the ancient corridors, stirring the stillness of night as she made her way closer and closer to you.

Flames flickered against the dark stones they hung from, giving her some of the warmth that she craved. With each flicker of light, her steps seemed to quicken just as much as her heart. As she rounded the final corner, she acknowledged the golden glow seeping through the crack underneath your door, a smile growing on her lips as she got closer.

~~

Streams of hot water ran over the expanse of your skin, enveloping you in a pool of warmth that melted away the tensions of the day. The steam rose in wispy tendrils, dancing around you with every breath you released. As you rinsed out the remaining product in your hair, you tilted your head back, allowing the water to pool over your face and race down your neck.

Closing your eyes, you inhaled deeply, the steam filling your lungs and covering you in its comforting warmth. With a slow hand, you reached out towards the icy handle, your fingers wrapping around the metal knob and shutting the water off.

You nearly ran out of the shower, the sudden transition from the wonderful heat to the cool air pricking at your skin made goosebumps appear along your skin. You snatched the towel from its hook, successfully wrapping it around your body and shielding you from the harsh cold. Drops of water continued to trickle down your form, leaving a trail in their wake as they absorbed into the mat beneath your feet.

Letting out a sign, you turned towards the clouded mirror, making out your hazy reflection. You moved closer with a small smile, tracing a finger along the surface and writing out Larissa's name and finishing it with a heart. Your smile only grew as you took a step back to look, the heavy droplets running down the mirror only adding to the simple beauty of her name alone. With a lingering smile, you tore your gaze from the mirror and went off to put something comfortable on.

~~

Larissa's footsteps came to a nervous halt just outside your door, her hands feeling just a bit sweatier and her cheeks just a bit redder than just moments before. With a deep breath, she rose her hand up and knocked on the dark hardwood three times. The sound echoed through the corridor softly, the blonde waiting with bated breath as seconds stretched into centuries.

Muffled shuffles could be heard through the door, hurried footsteps following suit when a small and hurried "coming!" was thrown into the air. A small chuckle escaped her chest as she heard your hurried response, her nerves settling the closer she heard you step.

As you opened the door, a towel picking up the stray droplets of water that fell from your messy hair, your gaze met sapphire blue ones. Your chest immediately swelled with a warmth just as fast as a smile formed on your face with the sight of your lover in front of you. Her dress clung to every one of her curves. Against the backdrop of the dark hallway behind her, her porcelain complexion radiated in the soft amber light that escaped your doorway.

The flickering flames and the golden hues from your fairy lights created a an ethereal halo around her form. The world seemed to slip away, for just a moment, leaving only the two of you standing in something timeless. With a heart overflowing with love, a bright smile made its way to your lips.

The sight of your smile seemed to settle all of the blonde's nerves, a feeling of love and adoration quickly taking over and rushing through her veins. Her gaze raked over your figure, drinking in every curve that laid underneath a garment that seemed oh so familiar. One of her eyebrows arched up in playful curiosity as she quickly recognized it as one of her own - one that you had taken the last time you had come over to be more comfortable, the thin fabric enough to hint at the contours of your body underneath quickly displaying the lack of anything else between your body and her.

In the dim light, her cheeks flushed as they landed on your chest. The air around you seemed to charge with electricity, a silent tension starting to build itself up as locked away desires ran to the surface. Surely, her eyes were deceiving her in the dim light..

"Hello, darling," her voice came out in a purr, dripping with warmth and affection as she broke away from the thoughts. Her deep tone sent shivers down your spine, only adding to the charge that was building between you two. The impact she had on you was prevalent on your features, a crimson lighting up your cheeks and moving towards your shoulders, engulfing you in a rosy hue as you watcher her devour you with her eyes alone. With a flutter of excitement in your chest, you stepped aside to let her in, eager to lose yourself in the warmth of her presence and the quiet promises of the night ahead.

"Hi, my love. Let me just finish brushing my hair, and I'm all yours," you say as you move deeper into your room. As the door clicks shut behind you, you made your way to your vanity, routine kicking in as you ran the brush through your hair. Much to your surprise, she had followed right behind you, leaving the bottle of wine somewhere in the other room. Her figure appeared in the reflection of the vanity mirror, her gaze meeting yours before taking in your reflection, scanning over your body with a hidden desire. "How was work?"

Her presence made a rush surge through you, your heart echoing in your ears as your thoughts grew hazy, the simplest of acts becoming daunting under the weight of her gaze. She stepped closer as her words left her lips, her hands finding their home at your hips while her lips hovered close to your ear, the warmth of her breath sending shivers down your spine. Some of her fingers smoothed underneath the fabric of your shirt, only making your blush deepen as you relish in her touch. "It was nice today, though it's much better knowing that I'm ending the night with you.. How about you, darling?"

With a sudden surge of confidence, you spin around in her embrace. Your hands smooth up her arms, your fingertips tracing along the contours of her skin before they rest on her shoulders. Beneath your touch, you feel the subtle rise and fall of her chest, your own breaths subconsciously changing to match hers. Her perfume fills your lungs, the intoxicating scent filling you with a warmth and making your head dizzy with a rush of desire, nearly making you forget to answer.

"I can agree.. It's much better with you here," your voice came out breathier than you had hoped, but you quickly pushed the thought away at the feeling of her hands tightening around your hips, pulling you closer.

A comfortable silence filled the room, your eyes lingering on hers as you watcher her take you in for the third time this evening. You watched as they lingered on your lips, tracing the curve of your jawline before trailing down to your neck and coming to rest on your collarbones before landing on your chest. They lingered there for a moment, fixed in some unseen trance, as you watched her swallow hard, her gaze darkening and clouding over with an emotion you hadn't seen in her eyes just yet.

Her tongue darted out to coat her lips, a small gesture that stole your attention and caused your breath to catch in your throat. The sight of her, so close yet seemingly lost in her own thoughts, enamored with thoughts about you, sent a fire building in your abdomen, igniting a flame that simmered beneath the surface. Her voice was just above a whisper, dying out just as quickly as it had escaped to the surface. "You have.."

Seeing her so baffled made a soft chucked leave your lips, but it was quickly hidden away as you caught your bottom lip between your teeth. You didn't know exactly when this day would come, but you'd be lying if it wasn't growing increasingly harder to not think about her touch. Her hands were strong, but oh so gentle when she toyed with you. She always made your chest swell with love in her company, but you wouldn't deny that the look in her eyes was becoming addicting.

"Piercings?" Your voice broke the silence, your hands slowly moving down her arms and landing on the backs of her hands. You guided her hands underneath your shirt, pushing past the thin fabric as her fingers smoothed over your sides and left goosebumps in their tracks. You watched as her gaze moved up with her hands, watching with an intense focus as they came up to cup your breasts.

A shuddering breath left you at the sensation, her thumbs moving on their own and swiping over the piercings and hardened peaks in a way that nearly had you toppling over already. She watched as your eyes rolled back, the piercings making your nipples all the more sensitive, before you finally found your voice to speak again.

"I-I do.. I got them in college and-" It was hard to catch your breath as she continued to toy with you. She used her thumbs to roll around each bud or squeezed them between her index and middle fingers. Each movement sent more and more arousal coursing through you, your cheeks flushing a deep red as your breathing became much heavier. "Riss-"

She watched you with a hungry gaze, felt as your hands squeezed at her wrists in pleasure, saw as your thighs rubbed together to beg for any amount of relief. The small whimpers that she got out of you only fed her lust, fed a burning desire that only craved more.

Her lips crashed into yours as her name left your lips, her body quickly pressing into you as she pinned you against the edge of the vanity. She was quick to explore your mouth with her tongue, starved kisses eating away at every whimper and small moan that you could give her. It was easy to get lost in her touch, to get lost in every kiss that increased the ache between your legs.

Her lips left yours, slowly moving along your jawline and down your neck as she walked backward, pulling you gently with her. After a few steps, the backs of her legs pressed against the edge of your bed, and she was quick to sit down, pulling your onto her lap immediately after. Her hands left your chest in that moment, circling around to your lower back to pull you closer, then moving down to your thighs to make sure you were steady. Your hands rested back on her shoulders, your fingers starting to play with the fabric of her dress and small strands of her hair as one threaded into her updo.

Her lips never stopped worshipping you, never stopped leaving little marks along your neck and collarbones. You felt them barely miss your skin as she moved lower, coming into contact with the neckline of your shirt, and a small growl left her throat. She was quick to face you, her lips just centimeters above yours as her eyes displayed an increasing hunger. Her lips brushed against yours as she spoke, her voice the lowest you've heard it, "Can I take this off?"

"Yes-" Your voice was breathy, full of want, full of the need to feel more of her. Her fingers tightened on your thighs before tracing up your sides, pulling your shirt off and tossing it somewhere behind you. She was quick to place them back on your hips, but her eyes were locked on the pieces of silver on your chest, studying then with lust filled eyes as they rose and fell with every one of your breaths. She licked her lips, her mouth watering as she placed them back against your skin.

She whispered sweet praises after each kiss, her hands smoothing over your thighs and hips as she pulled you impossibly closer. Her tongue swiped over your right bud, circling around the sensitive skin and making your back arch into her. A loud moan left your lips as she captured it in her mouth, one of her hands coming up to toy with the other bud as you melted into pleasure.

You could feel your arousal pool between your thighs, your core squeezing around nothing as she pleasured you with the smallest touches alone. Her lips kissed a path to your other bud, being sure to leave a lingering one above your raging heart. Each lick and suck made another wave of pleasure shoot through you, your fingers gripping onto the fabric of her dress as more moans and whimpers left your lips.

Her other hand slowly inched between your thighs, two of her fingers smoothing over the fabric of your underwear and feeling a damp patch that was only growing. The action made your breath hitch, your hips rolling against her fingers ever so slightly as a plea for more of her. She pushed them up, adding pressure against your core, causing your hips to buck.

"F-Fuck-" Your breathing grew heavy, your face flushed as she skillfully worked you up. Her fingers soon pushed the thin fabric of your underwear to the side, collecting the slick against your folds before pushing into your core. The stretch was delicious, a broken moan leaving your throat as they curled in just the right spot.

She allowed you to chase all of the pleasure she gave you, guiding your hips as you rolled them against her fingers. She loved seeing how easily you came undone, how much of a mess you became because of her.

Your body shuddered with every thrust you met of her fingers, with every roll of your hips, the string tightening in you and threatening to snap as each one made the flame within you rage on. Each touch grew even more delicious, your chest littered with dark marks as her pace only grew faster.

A strong fire lingered behind each thrust of her fingers, her own low groans filling the room every time you clenched around them. The pleasure that took over you made your chest heave, the air being forced out of your lungs in moans as ecstasy came closer and closer.

Just as you felt the crash begin to form, her fingers stilled, making pleas escape your lips as your hips desperately rocked in the chase of pleasure. Your voice was desperate, needy as you begged for her, "Please- pl-please Riss I- *mmph-"

Before it could be completely lost, before you could completely retaliate, you felt her thumb circle around your clit, the pleasure coming back tenfold.

You became a mess on her lap, your moans growing louder and filling the room as her thrusts picked up where they left off, as her thumb circled against your sensitive bud, her eyes scanning over your entire body as she brought you towards a searing pleasure.

She built you up just as quickly as she stole a high from you, her fingers curling in just the right spot to make you see stars. The pleasure she was giving you became all consuming, the rope in you snapping as you came against her fingers.

Your body shuddered, your walls clenching around her fingers as you came. Your moans and whimpers lingered as she helped you ride out your high, her fingers slowly leaving your core just moments after. You watched her with half lidded eyes, your heartbeat hammering in your ears, as she took her fingers into her mouth, licking them clean and groaning at the taste of you.

You were quick to pull her in for a kiss, grabbing the collar of her dress and kissing her with a newfound hunger that was only reciprocated with a moan as you tasted yourself on her lips. When you pulled away, your breathing labored, you saw that the fire behind her eyes was still raging.

A smirk came to your lips as you shifted in her lap. You felt her hands move to either side of your hips as you pushed your torso flush against her. You kissed up her neck, making sure that each one lingered against her skin, as you made your way up to your ear. Your voice was just above a whisper, laced with lust as it came out in a low tone, "Might I return the favor?"

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[nats-firefly]

my train could take you home

part 1 of bent right to your wind | main masterlist

vampire!natasha romanoff x witch!reader x vampire!wanda maximoff

summary: everyone has mixed feeling going back to their hometown, what you didn't expect were the people you ended up running into

warnings: vampires, magical powers, tension, mentions of blood, death, and grief, church, prayer, disrespect towards religious figures, no smut but as with all my other works 18+ only

words: 2.6k | feedback is always welcome

You take a deep breath as you look down at the map on your passenger seat. You wanted to make sure your return to the small town was absolutely necessary. All of your most treasured and simultaneously painful memories lived in the cobblestone paths and surrounding woods. A faint purple fog surrounded your steering wheel as you checked the geological map, trusting your centuries worth of practicing magic to keep you safe. 

“Why do blood crystals only exist in this fucking town?” You sighed, running a hand through your hair. You took control of the steering wheel once again as your car shook from the cobblestone road. 

An eerie chill ran down your back as you drove through town, the buildings still looked suspiciously well preserved. To anyone else, this looked like any other small historical town; brick buildings lining the narrow cobbled streets. Everything seemed so monotone now, you don’t remember it being this way. 

As you turned the corner, your stomach knotted and you felt like you needed to throw up. You cleared your throat, resisting the urge to heave your breakfast up. The small church surrounded by an equally small cemetery made the hairs at the back of your neck stand up. You parked your car across the street, turning your head to face the building still standing after all this time. 

“What am I doing here?” You groaned to yourself, your fingers tingling with a purple glow. You clenched your fists for a second, before relaxing again, then frowned at your hands. What the hell? The last time you had to deal with subconsciously showing your powers you were just starting out. Right behind that church. A glimmer in the surrounding woods caught the corner of your eye and you snapped your head towards it. There was nothing.

Maybe you were just imagining things. 

Right as you faced forward to pull away, another glint. You were definitely not imagining it. You glued your eyes to the spot, the sound of your car door slamming shut made you flinch. You hadn’t realized you got out of the car. You could hear your heartbeat increase with every step you took. 

Your hands felt warm, and without even glancing at them, you could tell faint streaks of purple circled your fingers. You took another deep breath, trying to focus on the spot in front of you. There was another glint, it shone right into your corneas. It was so bright you wanted to bring your hand up to shield your eyes.

And then, suddenly, as soon as it appeared, it was gone. You stopped mid step, the ground underneath you a different texture as you heard your shoe scrape against something rough. You looked down and quickly stepped aside with a gasp, you accidentally stepped on a small rectangular gravestone. 

“Crap, sorry…” You groaned, stepping back. Your eyes scanned for the name of who was buried there, wanting to apologize. You crouched down, wiping the grass off the stone. You fell backwards as your whole body went rigid. Your breath picked up and your ears started ringing. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as you clutched your chest with one hand and supported yourself with the other. You swallowed hard, slowly standing back up. As your eyes stung with tears, you struggled to croak out the name you hadn’t spoken in centuries. “Sorry, Wands.” 

You swallowed the lump in your throat. You weren’t planning on coming to see Wanda, it had been almost 300 years since she died. You felt like you moved on. At least you told yourself you did. You never again had a friend as close to your heart as Wanda. You didn’t want to reopen the wounds you worked so hard to heal. 

The fact you stepped right on Wanda’s grave was enough to creep you out, but what upset you more than anything was that you felt no connection to this gravestone. Even with the surrounding strangers you could feel some sort of energy emanating from each person eternally laid to rest. And from Wanda, someone you once loved and deeply cared for, you felt nothing. It was as if she was never there in the first place. 

You wanted to barf. As you turned away from the gravestone, you decided to go into the church. You were here anyway, might as well revisit your roots. The sound of your shoes against the floor of the old church echoed in the space. You looked around, noticing the small differences to uphold the structural soundness of the building. You walked to the back corner, deciding to light a candle. As you lit the small prayer candle, you heard faint century old footsteps sound behind you.

It was late at night, you pulled your shawl tighter around your shoulders as you took refuge in the slightly warmer church. You walked a few steps closer to the altar, bowing your head and making the sign of the cross. As you made your way to the back of the church, your tears uncontrollably rolled down your cheeks once more. You don’t remember a time you weren’t crying. 

You internally prayed to any higher being who would hear you, you felt hopelessly lost without Wanda. She was part of every aspect of your life. Now she was gone, and you didn’t have a chance to say goodbye. Now every night without fail, you took solace in the church, hoping that wherever Wanda was, she was okay and at peace. You hoped the peace she took from you brought her comfort in whatever form of afterlife there was. 

You dragged your feet to the closest pew, your already bruised knees from your constant attendance sending a sharp pain up your body. 

“Dear Heavenly Father,” You silently prayed, clasping your hands together as tight as you could make them. As you continued your prayer, you felt a pair of eyes on you, the same you’ve noticed every night. “Please, God, please let her be okay,” Your shoulders shook with sobs. “Please, whatever happened to her, let her be at rest,” You wiped your cheeks with the back of your hands. “Or bring her back to me, my lord. I need her, I need my best fr—” You knew you were more than that. “I need my Wanda.” You opened your eyes just enough to see your tear stains on the wood in front of you. “Amen.”

“Oh honey, God isn’t gonna help you with that,” Your eyes snapped open with a gasp, the one whose observant eyes belonged to now sitting at the other end. “Your faith astounds me. Every night you walk in here, begging for your Wanda back,” You frowned, you didn’t like the way her name sounded coming from her mouth. “But you know she’s buried right out front. So why do you come in here? Why don’t you stay out there with her?”

You sniffled, still frowning at the overconfident attractive woman sitting a few feet away from you. You opened your mouth to speak, unsure of what you’d say. You closed your mouth. Why did you come in here every night? What has God ever done for you besides taking your Wanda? You looked down at the wood between you as you sat on the seat, hearing the sound of raindrops against the large windows.

“You have a powerful energy,” She says, leaning towards you. “You have so much potential. I’m Dorothea.”

Dorothea passed on all her knowledge to you before she decided her life cycle was over. The corner of your lips tugged upwards as you remembered when she recruited you. Dorothea turned into a better mother figure than your own. She taught you everything you knew and every time you felt your power flowing through your body, you knew a part of her was with you too.

Your heart felt full as you walked back to your car. It felt weird. You once felt comfort here because of your faith; now you feel comfort there because of your power. You barely noticed Wanda’s grave as you walked back to your car, sending it a quick glance before looking ahead. 

She didn’t linger here. You had to take comfort in that. You took a shallow breath. You had to.

It didn’t take long to get to the hotel from the church. It didn’t take long to get anywhere in the small town. The second you got out of your car, you felt eyes on you. Everywhere you looked there was at least one person who turned their head. You swallowed hard as you pulled your bag out of the trunk of the car, looking behind you sharply catching two strangers staring right at you. The sound of the trunk closing echoed in the space, dispersing any lingering looks, you never liked the center of attention. 

The large building of the hotel seemed to be built long ago; it wasn’t there the last time you were in town, but you estimate the construction started not too long after you left. The air was surprisingly cold inside, it carried a weird energy you couldn’t quite pinpoint. 

Your shoes clicked against the marbled floor as you made your way to the check-in desk. You took in the wall behind the counter, the intricate pattern almost comes to life with its flowing curves and surprising depth; the more you looked at it, the more detail you found. The front desk clerk rounding the corner to the front desk caught your attention. Her face seemed slightly paler than it was supposed to be and her hair was slightly tousled. Her blood stained shirt collar gave her away. When you turned your face to catch the more lingering looks sent your way you were finally able to pinpoint the weird energy you felt earlier. 

You were in a hotel full of vampires.

Not everyone in the room was one, you could tell some of them were human; you could feel their lively energy and they stood out as tourists more than the others. They seemed comfortable here. Centuries worth of comfortable. You never noticed them before. The clerk called you up, you checked in seamlessly. 

“You have a beautiful view,” She said, sliding the keycard over to you. “The most ocean any of us get around here.”

“Oh? The website didn’t advertise an ocean view,” You said, taking it back with your ID and credit card. 

“That’s because calling it an ocean view is pushing it,” She laughed. “The town is surrounded by cliffs, and this is a three story building, if you squint you can catch a glimpse of it past the tree line.”

“I’ll keep an eye out then,” You smiled, finally putting your documents back in your bag. “Thank you.”

As you turned to leave the counter, you walked straight into someone. You stumbled back apologetically, almost tripping over your own bag in the process, but luckily the beautiful stranger caught you. Her cold, strong grip sent chills down your spine.

“Oh God,” You said, standing back up, face heating in embarrassment. “Sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for, dear,” Her grip lingered even after you were steady on your feet. “Glad I caught you.”

The redhead smiled at you, shamelessly roaming her eyes over your face. She was hypnotizing. Your body felt warm, lighter, almost as if you were floating just slightly above the ground. You stepped out of her grip, grounding yourself once again. 

“Thank you…” You trailed off, not breaking eye contact.  

“Natasha,” She replied. You smiled. Her hand came up to your face, delicate fingers brushing against your cheekbone before tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Natasha,” You repeated, bringing your hand up to hers. Despite her delicate touch, her hand was strong, unwavering. She opened her mouth to ask your name, your eyes followed her lips. Pink, delicate, soft. “Y/N.”

“I can help you with your bags,” She said, taking the opportunity to look you up and down.

“It’s okay,” You gripped the handle, biting the inside of your lip. “I’m a big girl, I can do it myself.”

She smirked, a light hum leaving her throat. “Welcome to Willowcrest,” She replied, starting to walk past you before leaning in close to your ear. Her lips met your cheek. “Y/N.”

Before she could walk away you reached out your arm, stopping her midstep. “Anywhere you'd recommend for lunch?”

Natasha smirked. Her answer wasn’t tasteful. “There’s a cute diner down the street,” She turned towards you again. “I have lunch plans, unfortunately,” Her eyes subtly drifted to the front desk clerk helping another set of guests who had just arrived, before drifting back to your neck. She thought the way you wore your hair up was indecent. It made her mouth water. “I can give you a tour around town tonight though, I’ve always thought the town looks better in the dark.”

“You live here?” You wondered, she felt confident enough in the space you sensed she was a local. 

“My family owns part of the hotel,” Her eyes dipped down to your lips before moving back up to your eyes. Natasha couldn’t pinpoint why you felt so different. “We all live here.”

“I’ll take you up on that tour then, Natasha.” The two of you exchanged numbers before you finally made your way up to your room. It was by no means the most luxurious room in the hotel, but it was nice. The bathroom was a decent size, the bed looked comfortable.

You set your bags on the floor just in time for your stomach to growl. As you straightened back up, the view out the window caught your attention. The clerk was right. You could just make out the glimmer of the sun against the water of the ocean in the horizon, just barely over the tops of the conifer trees of the surrounding boreal forest. You walked over to the window, cracking it open. The fresh air was cool, it brought a new color to the stale air of the room. 

When you made your way to the lobby, you spotted Natasha by the clerk that helped you. Her gaze lingered on the clerk’s collar and you wondered if the clerk was her lunch plans. You lowered your sunglasses as you stepped outside, the bright sunlight warming you down to your bones. 

As you walked down the street to the diner, you felt a weird sense of belonging. This town was the closest you could call to a hometown. You had to move around pretty often, never able to stay at a place for more than a few years. Sometimes because you got bored, and others because you did something suspicious. It was almost… nice.

The bell rang as you opened the door to the diner, some heads turned your way but not many. You wouldn’t expect a diner out of all places to be filled with vampires. You sat down at a booth in the back, a waitress handed you a menu and a glass of water before going back to another customer to give you some time with the menu. 

You heard it then. The sweet, angelic sound of an unforgettable laugh that made your heart stop and your body go cold. Your hands gripped the menu you were holding, your palms warming. 

You took a deep breath, your stomach knotted. 

It’s not her, it can’t be her. She’s dead. Surely it’s just someone else with a similar laugh. 

When you put your menu down, you locked eyes with green ones. The green eyes you never thought you’d see again. 

“Wanda?”

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[farfromsugafanfic]

Sapphic K-Pop Masterlist

All are written for an 18+ audience. MDNI. All are female idol x female reader.

One Shots

Soyeon (G-idle)

Exceptions: voyeurism, bi-curious Soyeon, smut You’ve wanted Soyeon from the moment you saw her. But after seeing her hook up with guy after useless guy, you’d given up on ever getting to have Soyeon yourself. That is, until she asks to watch you with another lady.

Sana (Twice)

Passenger Princess: established relationship (kinda), car sex, smut On your third date, you and Sana decide to take it to the next level.

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[dianneking]

10 Days of Gwen Goodbyes - Day 7 (Miranda)

I huh. I really like this and I also am very sorry because I feel like it's particularly sad. Miranda from Top of the Lake - China Girl is one of those characters I only want to write happy and carefree, and yet...not today maybe.

Dedicated to @gay-frogs08 with my most heartfelt apologies.

Summary: Years might have passed but this will not be goodbye. Miranda will not be abandoned. She has someone making sure of that, reminding her that each and every day. Two someones, actually.

TW: angst, sad!, implied/referenced coma, family, hospital setting, drabble, dialogue only. Wordcount: 100w - AO3 link in title below

Day 7: Miranda Hilmarson - Come Back

“Why don’t you show mama Mir what you’ve drawn, sweetie?”

“Well, this is me, and mommy, and this is you, mama Mir! I drew you suuuper tall because mom says you are…you don’t look like it ‘cause you’re always in bed though. Isn’t it pretty?”

“It sure is, sweetie. I am sure mama Mir loves it so very much. Why don’t we put it here on the side table, so she can look at it?”

“Like this?”

“Yeah. Now we need to let mama Mir rest.”

“Okay, bye bye mama Mir!”

“Come back, Miranda. Please. I- We miss you.”

Liked it? Here's the link to the previous one as well as to the next one! And to the 10 Days of Gwen Goodbyes masterpost! And to my own masterlist of all my fanfictions!

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