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UCONNNIINNNNNN OMGGGGGGGG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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Her hands? Her smile? I can't do this goodnight

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my man my man my maaaannnnnnn

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favorite nerd; c.clark ❥₊ ⊹

“you look cute,” the compliment towards your girlfriend impacted the corners of her mouth to lift, giving you a view of how white and shiny her teeth were as she showered you with more compliments.

that only made you laugh and admire her face features that had quickly returned to her teammates, lexie hull and aliyah boston. chatting about the next season and how caitlin would feel as a vet soon.

u saw the way the not so new glasses, that she had boughten just three months ago apt her appearance, only making her look like a nerd.

yet, you couldn’t help urself but feel your entrance leak a little when caitlin slowly bit her bottom lip, listening to aliyah’s comments before nodding her head and making a funny reply, earning a giggle from you.

u never knew you would have a kink to see her in glasses, but is it ur fault? it didn’t feel like ur fault when her other teammates had called her beautiful with glasses on and that it suited her, which had of course made you envious.

it was like she read your mind because her hands flew to ur right thigh, scratching the surface softly as she continued on with her conversation.

tho, u wanted her hair to meet your own for a kiss, and maybe more than that.

“caitlin,” you whispered low the best you could, trying to succeed in getting her heed, ur hand wandering off inside her hair, scraping a bit of her scalp that had suddenly caused caitlin to sigh in relief.

“mh’ yeah, baby?” she asked, twisting her head to you for a split second, flashing you a smile before returning it to lexie who had made a joke.

u couldn’t debate whether you should tell her because it was truly embarrassing. you got soaked over a pair of glasses on the wnba’s roty along with time’s aoty.

if that doesn’t speak on how sensitive you are, then who knows.

u tugged at her puff jacket, hugging the epic knit jacket underneath, which just made her look even hotter in ur opinion. especially with how her perfectly straightened hair fell.

“can we go home?” you trailed off with a knowing tone, giving her the puppy eyes hoping she would notice but she didn’t, only replying with a small, “why?” already turned to her teammates.

it was starting to make you feel irritating, the conversation caitlin was having with lexie and aliyah surely shouldn’t be as interesting.

you didn’t want to get jealous, there was no need for that, you knew lexie and aliyah had a good friendship with caitlin, so you shouldn’t feel envious.

“i just wanna go right now ‘s all” you mumbled, moving a strand of hair behind her ear slowly, scrutinizing her side profile.

caitlin finally twisted her attention on you, taking notice of the way ur breathing slowed down and the frown u gifted her.

“what’s wrong, sweetheart?” she questioned, wondering if you had gotten ill.

you responded by grasping her veiny hand, subtly slipping it under the waistband on ur shorts, trailing it down to ur throbbing pussy that needed the touch no one could ever give like her.

she met your doe eyes, the sly dimple appearing above her left cheek, her smirk only growing as she saw u close ur eyes, letting her hand pinch ur clit under the table.

“care to explain?” she asked softly, taking a choice and letting two fingers escape from the fabric, hiding and folding in between ur labia.

u immediately took a deep breath, trying to calm down, only getting harder to do so when caitlin was nearly tickling ur g-spot with a flow you loved every time.

“i- um.. caitlin.” you moaned as low as you could, lexie and aliyah almost forgotten when caitlin’s fingertips glided swiftly on ur bundle of nerves, meeting caitlin’s eyes — only to see her now nodding at whatever lexie was saying.

and you? you felt like you were already gonna release.

u wanted her to look at you, look at the way she was making you struggle, so there was no better way than to try and stop her movements.

check. it worked.

her furrowed brows only grew as she saw ur pout, “look at me,” you whispered, “please.”

u examined the way her eyes drew you in, lust written all over her orbs as she slowly continued, “i can’t, darling.” mumbling, signaling over to her teammates that were in a conversations themselves now, and to make it more risky, you both were sitting in front of them.

“take me home th-then, fuck you—why are you doing this knowing we-“ you cut urself off before you could let out a scream, three fingers pressing hard against ur g-spot suddenly.

“but i love seeing you suffer, sweets” now she pouted, hinting a smile to indicate it was also a joke, yet it was hard for you to laugh when her fingers found home inside ur dripping entrance.

“you still didn’t answer my question, y’know,” she reminded you, and u quickly blushed, embarrassment taking over you at the thought of getting turned on from seeing ur girlfriend with glasses on.

“just.. flashbacks,” you tried to mask it with a fake answer, hard to admit but also hard because her fingers were still rocking against ur bud.

caitlin wasn’t stupid, she knew you better than anyone.

she saw that lie more than she should’ve, humming softly as lexie asked her something, but she took no action in talking to her as she dipped her fingers deeper into ur slippery walls.

she cocked her brow, “i know you better than to lie, princess,” and with the tone, the eyeing, the easy demeanor had some type of courage to tell her what it actually was.

you didn’t wanna keep anything from her, especially because all of this happened because of her.

“your.. f-fuck, your glasses,” you confessed, the knot in ur stomach building up as her fingers started a rapid pace around ur bundle of nerves, eye contact helping you chase the strong catharsis.

“mm’ really?” caitlin asked, almost to herself before smiling and shaking her head, turning her head to aliyah who suddenly asked her something too, still trying not to risk the moment and get caught, but she felt the want to get caught and let her teammates know how she was making you feel.

you on the other hand, felt like the world was caving in, the adrenaline rushing through you, but also having all of ur blood rush to ur brain as pre cum started to seep out, clenching around her fingers as you tried everything in you to hold it in, failing almost immediately as you quickly bit ur lip so hard you knew blood would appear, but you didn’t care.

the moan that slipped out was incredibly unnoticed by the two teammates, but the small wet patch that went through the shorts was surely to be noticed.

you felt proud, you didn’t know you could get away with releasing in public, the only thing that you couldn’t get away with was caitlin’s fingers still flicking against ur g-spot.

“and that’s our cue to go, we’ll see you later guys, it was very nice to have the opportunity to talk about this particular topic, love ya’ll.” caitlin quickly dismissed the both of you, feeling ur cum all over her hand was enough for her to make you want to cum all over her strap.

“alright, we’ll catch up later!” lexie exclaimed, the both waving at the couple, oblivious on your panting and the athlete concentrated on whatever she was thinking of.

as soon as you both got in the car, caitlin’s lips latched onto yours, “my glasses, huh?”

an. the glasses on her. that’s all i have to say.

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ok im going back to this because i dont think i will ever get over her using glasses. Thank you.

can she get any finer.

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You should do diana and ready is her younger girlfriend and ready is being a brat so diana punishes her by spanking her and ready is dripping onto Diana's thigh

sorry for the delay baby, this was rushed a lot so i hope you enjoy this bc i didnt proofread. ˚⊹♡

“oh fuck you!” you shout, irritation consuming you as diana ate the last piece of cake, knowing how much you wanted it, even though it wasn’t for you.

she was immediately startled by ur sudden outburst.

sure, you had ur moments, but to get angry over a slice of cake? she knew you were stubborn, and she also knew that you weren’t on ur cycle.

“nena, calm down.” she uttered, but you didn’t listen, instead — you even rolled your eyes as a mumbled “bitch” flew out of ur mouth.

she quickly heard you and nodded her head in a maniac way, processing every single crumb of movement from you and the grating scoff you had no shame in avowing.

you urself didn’t know why you were acting so childish for a piece of cake, and being so oblivious of how diana was gonna react.

oh right. because in a blur, ur whole body was sitting on her lap, not caring an ounce about the half bitten cake, and shit — you didn’t know how u got naked under her tight grip on ur neck.

you nearly gasped, wondering how and what just occurred so swiftly to get you needy and apologetic.

“say that again, please.“ diana mumbled, a cold trail of dark matter right behind her tone as she flicked her tongue against her lips.

she wanted you to say it. just so she could make sure you never call her that again after.

you were still trying to process, but the little agony in you won.

“bitch!”

now you didn’t mean to nearly shout, but all the pent up tension was getting to you and it surely wasn’t the time to do that, only because diana had crawled her hands to ur ass.

she chuckled, lowering her head from how funny it was for her.

you were being a brat.

not only to her but certainly triggering her calm state.

u started to get fret, thinking about how dumb and foolish you have been acting, and now you knew you were gonna get ur consequences because when diana gets tense with you, you end up saying sorry.

hands running over both of ur cheeks, her light touch raising hairs and goosebumps, only exciting you for what could be possibly be coming.

"you can count, right?" she asked, voice laced with sarcasm.

"yeah," u replied, your heart beginning to race a little faster when you felt the familiar fuzzy black handcuffs click around ur wrists. you started to regret being the bitch in this situation.

"well don't just mourn now, count to fucking ten if you're so smart."

with a nod you began, easily going through the numbers you’d learned in primary school just to have diana chuckle at you. "that was great, surprisingly. good job. now, lets see if you can count while your ass is burning, shall we? what number should we go to sweets?"

"fifteen," you answered quickly, barely giving it any thought and just choosing a number u hoped she'd be satisfied with.

"good choice," she agreed, bringing a quick hand down on ur bare bottom, the loud slap filling the room, and most likely slipping under the crack of the doorway and spilling out into the neighborhood.

"one!" you yelped, surprised at the stinging rising on ur right cheek. the second came down on ur left, a bit harder than the first. "two." another on the right. "th-three." the left. "ah! f-four." right. "five!" right again. "s-i-ix."

"your voice is cracking," she pointed out, hands cupping ur red, burning bum and thumbs digging into the rounds of your flesh. "can't handle it?"

"i- i apologize," you said through gritted teeth, growling out a "se-ven," when she brought her hand down again, this one being the worst of all.

tears formed in ur eyes but u forced them away, breathing heavily into the blankets around yourself.

she ignored ur apology, watching your teared face focused on trying to let the pain be itself.

ur counts were getting louder and louder, her slaps rougher and rougher, and by the time you were at twelve u were almost screaming them out, hissing and gasping and feeling incredibly embarrassed at not only how much you were enjoying this and how horny you had become, but how loud you actually got.

anybody could hear the couple, and diana made it known that that's what she wanted.

"tch," she began, cradling ur ass in her palms and occasionally brushing her fingertips over your lower back. "you know very well i don’t tolerate ur bratty behavior, little girl. s’, i suggest you scream these lasts few, yeah?”

"but dia-“

"do you wanna go to twenty?" she warned. "twenty-five?"

“n-no."

"then scream," she growled, drawing her arm back and slapping you with a quick swing of her hand. u cried out the number thirteen, breathing heavily with half your face buried in her neck, hot breath warming her nape around. the next two were the same, harsh slaps to ur bum, counted out by the distressed sound of ur voice, the fifteenth one hurting the most but at the same time feeling so fucking good in the worst way possible.

once diana was done she left her lips trailing up from ur stomach before brushing over ur neck and connecting with your mouth in a quick, sloppy kiss.

"you didn’t get wet did ya?" she mumbled more to herself than to you, reaching under u and slipping her index finger inside ur throbbing pussy, easily slipping in at how wet you were.

"mh’ y-yea," you confirmed, whimpering as two fingers pinched ur spongy clit, feeling it wobble at the contact.

"want me to do somethin’ about it?"

"please."

"and what is that?" her fingers playing around ur soft, dripping, and who could forget — soaked entrance.

"i want your strap."

"how so, love?"

"god, fuck me like this. fuck me from behind i don't care. i need to feel you in me, please dee."

diana paused for a moment before letting a laugh slip her lips. "begging so soon?" she smirked, shaking her head as she licked her lips subtly, “no.” she deadpanned, “this cute pussy doesn’t deserve my attention, not after your ugly behavior.”

“but-“

“but nothing, i’ll leave you the rest of the slice, but for now you don’t get anything.”

an. yall know i love cliffhangers

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ITS SNOWINGGGGG

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🥹🥹🥹🥹 lil lean

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can she get any finer.

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ik shes fangirling in the inside rn

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pleaseeeee we need diana taurasi one shots 🙏🙏

im willing to write for her but i need recs 🙁

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More sue!

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Why do you use "ur" instead of your

it leaves me more room to make the details drag on longer, and for “your” its the opposite !

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Can you do some sue bird smut? Like even a oneshot pls 🙏 there's like no content for her on here

of courseeee! stop it. its kinda depressing that there isnt any fics for the fine woman.. like have we seen her?? this isn’t really a oneshot but its pwp and a cliffhanger… so plz enjoy angel!! ₊˚⊹♡

it made you irate knowing you were asked to stay later hours when everyone got to leave early for the upcoming break. it was unfair. u didn’t allow ur boss to keep you more in the office, not when u worked hard enough to survive one more week.

you determined going on vacation by yourself. no friends. no family members. you barely had anytime for yourself back at home, so you chose for a good step back at orlando florida.

it was said to be a sunny week, which was nearly immaculate for you. a fresh sip of hennessy was something u wanted right now.

you finally arrived to ur hotel room, sighing softly as all those steps did work on you. the elevator not working for some sort of reason which is why you even came to this hotel, because of the easy way to get out and get it.

no matter what, you were gonna try to embrace this break.

clasping the hotel card for the door, you entered the semi-tousled room. the stout tv was on, a random channel displaying as no one was around, leaving the tv by itself.

you were rather surprised.

you had no idea or any heads up that u were gonna get a roommate. considering that you did get a two bed hotel, you didn’t know why you didn’t expect it.

“hello?” you shouted, making sure anyone was here while placing ur suitcase near the entrance. you heard no response after a few seconds. finding the remote on the counter, just when u turned off the tv — there she was.

sue bird. your ex.

your breath hitched quietly, her wavy brunette hair perched on her shoulders, catching an espy of the muscular biceps that were exuding droplets of water, having nothing on but a white towel coating her body.

fresh out the shower. noted.

she bit her bottom lip, eyeing you up and down as she saw the way the ripped jeans clutched ur hips flawlessly, or the way she recognized the chapstick that she bought for you months after the breakup.

instead of listening to her inner voice that told her to kiss you just like she wanted, she held herself together. she knew you didn’t want anything to do with her anymore, not after she broke your heart.

sue still felt guilty, hell she hasn’t even gotten to a talking stage with anyone now. you’re still on her mind.

you glanced away, not accepting the creeping heat that consumed you.

seeing her with nothing but a towel on is pure torture for you. it alone was not a good combo to put on you.

“i- what are you doing here?” u tried to ask properly, gulping firmly to somehow not show the effect she still had on you.

she chuckled with raspiness, “not your business anymore, darling” it rolled off her tongue with hella ease, and you for a second fell for that nickname you remembered too well.

but you didn’t think about it so much, the anger that was at its climax helped you concentrate on for once winning against her game.

truly, sue was here because she also needed a break, but not because of the paper work retirement gave her, but because she couldn’t stop thinking about you.

she couldn’t stop thinking of ur small cheeky grin that greeted her every morning. she couldn’t stop thinking of the way ur skin felt — even better yet, on her. she couldn’t stop thinking about the way ur hands interlaced with hers every time you got scared of something. she couldn’t stop letting the images of the both of you laughing at people that looked goofy flash in her mind.

“i didn’t ask why, i asked what.”

“already bothered?”

“already wanna fuck me?”

“and what makes you say that?”

“well ur getting closer, and ur looking at my boobs.”

“so?”

you let out a sigh, full of anger and lust. she was smirking her win towards this. she had ur knees frail.

she cocked an eyebrow at you, waiting at nothing because she knows she just won.

taking a few steps closer, her long index finger gripped ur jaw, devising you to look at her. “so what if i’m looking at your boobs? i got free will ma,” she murmured, tilting her head slightly, following ur gaze.

u felt ur body betraying you as her hand was trailing down to ur chest, tickling a shiver from you as you fell deeper into her deceitful charm. “i missed this so f’ing bad, you know that?” she asked, her tongue abrading ur neck as her hand extended around ur left boob, playing with ur already hardened nipple.

you nod, whimpering as your hand scraped her scalp, enticing her to groan as she chucked you over the couch, her mouth tugging and biting at your lip before you even knew it — at your nervous clit.

her thumb smeared around ur clit in circles as her tongue explored every single centimeter of her pussy. she moaned against the jabbing on ur nerve, missing ur sweet drink that she loved to sip.

“sue- fuckkkk,” you threw ur head back, moaning out freely as the sensations were hastily getting tense, her hands gripping ur thighs that rested on her shoulders, just wanting to feel you after what felt like decades for her.

“ ‘missed you ‘n her” she purred against ur throbbing, loud pussy, talking to it as if it was a real person.

she was a fan.

always telling you she missed the “both of you” when she would come home from work, and you couldn’t deny it made you flustered.

you nearly howled, her teeth tugging at ur folds like if it was the most expensive thing and didn’t wanna ruin it. that although, vanished as she thrusted her tongue in ur core, moaning lowly as she felt ur tight walls clench around her.

she looked at you with siren eyes, pussy drunk.

u saw a glint go across her orbs before she suddenly asked, “you miss me?” and oh she waited for you to respond.

you do miss her.

you know you shouldn’t, not after u caught her cheating with a copy and paste latina, not after u saw multiple messages with other people about near relationships to occur, but yet here you were, letting her lay a finger on you with those endearing dun eyes that drew you every time, and right now you were sure.

“y-yeah, s’ much, sssso m’ch” you slurred, rolling ur eyes when sue found ur bundle of nerves, jabbing her tongue teasingly as she pinched ur clit.

“such a slut f’ me,” she growled, the sound impacting ur g-stop it nerved, making you clench around her tongue that freshly did nothing but let you know that you were so fucking close to cumming.

sue could feel the way most of ur juices flow slowly out of you, and she nodded, giving you the go ahead.

“cumming- aw shit! s-ss-sue!” you babble, tears threatening to pour as you let out a strangled moan, every single fluid seeping out like a geyser, sue purposely extending ur high a little more, loving your tasty cum painting her lower face, savoring any drop that oozes out.

“mm, s’ good,” she gathered any left outs, smirking when she saw u catching ur breath.

“all fours, sweetheart.”

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꒷ ANALIA ꒦꒷ she/her. 5teen. wbb luvr. ✦ more of me

rule — directory

warning. this blog mostly contains [n]sfw content.

꩜ author exegesis —

𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞, 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

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𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

an. this will be updated when new fics are published !

KATE MARTIN

taste

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

CAITLIN CLARK

do better

favorite nerd

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

KAMOREA “KK” ARNOLD

loading . .

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

PAIGE BUECKERS

loading . .

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

DIANA TAURASI

a brat

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

SUE BIRD

my ex

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nika muhl, nalyssa smith, etc coming soon.

all fics are made by amesul.

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fit. hands. her.