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Hi! Do you write for wrestlers? (Like wwe and stuff)

I know it's popular, but I honestly feel like I'm not well-versed in that fandom/community to feel confident writing for it 😅

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Since they are open, your blog is great it's always nice to have wlw fics. How about Rosé stays back to help Taylor Swift clean up after a dinner party at her home, they are a little tipsy and touchy and service bottom Rosé convinces T to have sex and worships Taylor's body after all the work she put into the dinner. Maybe some tribadism if you are up for it.

pairing: Taylor Swift/Rosé

content: 3rd pov, D/s elements, teasing, oral sex, tribing.

The dining room was an absolute disaster, looking like 50 people instead of 20 had been in it. Taylor loved the warmth she felt deep inside surrounded by friends in the comfort of her own home. She'd sometimes stand on the outside watching as each of them get on with each other whether they've known each other for years or not. Having such a large space to be able to host these kinds of things made Taylor feel grateful. The remnants of her friend's presence littering her dining room (and flowing into the kitchen) was a sight that warmed her heart, if only for a moment.

She doesn't mind cleaning up the mess, but it's not a small one. As her friends leave one by one, the mess reveals itself to be something more than she could handle. Hosting was not an easy feat and she already felt tiredness seeping into her bones. It didn't help that she had a few glasses of wine that made her feel lazy.

Rosé was one of the last of the guests lingering around. She doesn't know what she was waiting for, but her conversations have already died down and she was just kind of sitting there. She had her eye on Taylor, who was beginning to collect dishes besides there being a few guests left. Rosé can feel her tiredness and reads it as vulnerability. It's only her along with three of Taylor's close friends left. She waits for each one of them to call it a night without even offering their best friend a helping hand. Taylor did most of the planning and preparation herself, and she was going to have no one to stay behind with her to deal with the aftermath.

"Do you need a hand?" Rosé comes out of nowhere to ask Taylor if she needed any help.

Taylor turns around to face the blonde to see her looking so sweetly at her. She looks past her and sees her other friend's gathering their coats. Her instinct is telling her to tell Rosé that it's fine and to get home safely, but deep down she wanted the help. She was always one to be a gracious host, and a good host never asks the guest to help clean, but there is nothing against a guest volunteering to help.

"Sure, I appreciate it Rosie. Just let me say goodbye to Gigi, okay?" Rosé nods and picks up where Taylor left off, letting her say goodbye to the very last guest.

Then it was just the two of them alone.

Rosé has never had such private time with Taylor before. They've hung out in small group settings, but this was so much more personal that Rosé almost didn't know what to do with herself. She was a little bit nervous, sobering up right away when she realized exactly what she was nervous about. She saw Taylor tiredly drag herself back over to the table to help Rosé clean it off. Multiple plates and glasses of wine were everywhere. Taylor surprisingly had prepared a lot more food than anyone expected. There were plenty of leftovers that were going to be shoved into the refrigerator. Usually Taylor has more professional help, but she wanted the night to be intimate and prove to herself that she could do this on her own. But, instead of feeling proud of herself she was feeling exhausted. Rosé could sense it and wanted to change that.

"Tonight was amazing, Tay. Like truly amazing," her compliments earn her a smile.

"Thank you so much. I love having all of you over. I don't think people really realize how normal it makes me feel to host here. There's no glitz and glam, no paparazzi. It's just having a good time together."

Taylor goes to lift up a dish, but struggles due to how heavy it is. Rosé is right there next to her, helping her lift up the dish. Their hands brush against each other's and they look at each other. Rosé looks at her a little sheepishly, a light pink color dusting her cheeks. Her admiration for Taylor is known, but Taylor doesn't know just how deep it goes.

"I can take it."

"You sure?"

"Yes."

Rosé grabs it and it's obvious she's struggling to carry it too. Taylor doesn't remember it being so heavy earlier when she set the dish out on the dining room table before her guest arrived. She chalked it up to the alcohol making her a little weak. 

While she's grateful for Rosé's help, she's a little unsure why she decided to stay behind. She was acting in a way that Taylor had never seen before, trying to do most of the cleaning before Taylor could get to it. And that moment their hands brushed together was odd to Taylor. It felt more intentional than accidental. Taylor's not sure if she's just feeling this way because she's tired or if she should dig for more.

Once they were more than half-way through the mess, Taylor offered Rosé a seat to which she denied. Taylor squinted her eyes at her, wondering why she was even denying a break. Rosé looked at her with an unreadable look. Taylor just doesn't know how bad Rosé wants to kiss her right now. She watched her all night to make sure everything was perfect and that her guests were happy. People enjoyed themselves, but Rosé felt like Taylor's hard work wasn't truly appreciated. She wanted to show her that it was. She couldn't quell her desires anymore.

Rosé felt herself getting warmer as she watched Taylor sit on a chaise near the window. The city of New York was her backdrop, the lights coloring the side of her face. She knew Taylor didn't want to keep working, and neither did she. She walked over and as she approached Taylor moved over to make more room for her.

"Rosé, I want to thank you again for helping."

"No, I want to thank you for inviting me. It was a gorgeous night."

Taylor felt herself blushing at the praise. Rosé didn't hide how much she enjoyed tonight and Taylor wasn't really used to that from her friends. She could feel the appreciation radiating off of Rosé. 

Then their hands brush up against each other again and this time it was very clear it wasn't a mistake. Rosé found herself getting touchy with Taylor who was receptive to the touch. Taylor was slightly confused, but she let it happen.

"You made an incredible meal, had the best wine, and kept everyone entertained. I want to thank you for it."

"Rosie, you don't-"

"I want to. You put in all that hard work, you always do. I don't just want you to hear it, I want you to feel it too."

Rosé lays a hand on her bare thigh before she begins to stroke the skin. Taylor watched her hand move and despite the slow, gentle movements it felt like she was on fire. Rosé was the last person she expected this from, but who is she denying herself a good time? She lets Rosé lean and kiss her cheek. Her lips are careful. She pulls back to see Taylor's reaction and when she sees how relaxed the blonde looks, she moves in closer. This time she kisses somewhat closer to hers lips, and with each kiss she gets closer until their lips meet. Only the alcohol coursing through her veins could make her this bold. She felt like she was bursting at the seams for a chance to be able to appreciate and praise her amazing host. Rosé was kissing her softly until she felt Taylor moving her lips against hers. She couldn't help but turn up the heat and kiss her back with more pressure. Taylor could never imagine the girl having such a rough kiss, but soon it gets messy. Their tongues bump into each other's while Rosé presses their body closer together. Soon she's straddling Taylor and humping her while they makeout. Her hands were on her neck and soon they ran down her body, caressing her tits through her dress. Rosé touched every inch of skin that was within her reach, but it wasn't enough for her. She needed to go to greater lengths to prove herself.

"Taylor," she whines when she pulls away. Her lipstick is smudged, cheeks pink, and her hair a little messy. She's a beautiful sight to see. However, she won't let Taylor touch her too much. It's not about her right now, it's about the host of the night.

"Can I touch you? Please?' Rosé asks so politely as if Taylor kissing her back wasn't answer enough.

Taylor found it so cute how Rosé was on the verge of begging to just simply touch her. There was a hint of desperation in her voice that Taylor felt compelled to take advantage of.

"Undress me," she says.

Rosé is quick and obedient. Taylor has never seen someone submit to her so quickly, but she likes how it makes her feel. Rosé peels her dress off and all the layers until Taylor is fully naked. Rosé's eyes are blown wide with lust and she looks like she is going to begin to drool taking in the sight of the blonde naked. 

"What do you want to do Rosie?"

"I want...I want to worship you," Rosé can barely speak as she does her best to commit the sight of Taylor's naked body to memory.

"Then worship me."

Rosé is on her knees between Taylor's legs in mere seconds. Now that she's fully naked, Rosé's hands are able to go wherever they want to. Every inch of Taylor's body has her hands on it. It's a privilege to be able to feel her soft skin. Rosé litters her stomach with kisses while her hands roam over the curve of her smooth hips. Every single ridge and bump is felt beneath her fingertips. Taylor's body is perfect to her and she thinks of her as some goddess on Earth. Her natural scent is better than any perfume she could spray onto her skin. Taylor's legs spread for her and she dives right in.

"Fuck!"

Taylor can't stop herself from crying out when she feels Rosé's wet tongue slide against her folds. She hadn't realized how much tension was built up in her body until she felt herself relaxing. Each limb, one by one, felt heavier as the seconds past. Rosé kept those pretty brown eyes trained on her, watching her every reaction to make sure she was doing a good job. Her tongue lashed her clit for a few seconds before her soft lips wrapped around her clit and she sucked.

Fingers combed through her hair and gave Taylor a tight grip. She bobbed Rosé's head and up and down just for the fun of it. Never did her tongue falter from doing it's job. She was feasting on her cunt like it was the meal Taylor had just prepared for her guest.

"That's it Rosie," Taylor praises her for a job well done. Her hips are swirling as she begins to grind her cunt against Rosé's mouth. 

Rosé is humming and moaning against Taylor from the sweet taste alone, but what drives her crazy is the feeling of Taylor's delicate flesh on her tongue. When her tongue dives into her folds it's like tonguing down ice cream melting in the summer sun. Rosé is grateful just as much as she is addicted to the taste. She was going to make Taylor cum within a matter of seconds. Her legs shook in pleasure as Rosé's hands came to cup her ass. Nimble fingers dig and massage the skin of her ass. It wasn't one specific thing, but a combination of everything that made Taylor cum against Rosé's face. Her moans grew louder before eventually dying into weak whimpers. Her bones were heavier than ever before.

When Taylor opens her eyes again and looks down at Rosé, she looks like a little puppy waiting patiently for her next command. Taylor was tired after the long night, but she'd feel bad to just shoo Rosé away who was just oh so grateful. That's how they ended up positioned uncomfortably on the chaise with their bare cunts pressed against each other.

"You feel so good Taylor," Rosé whines, feeling the slick of Taylor's pussy against her own. “Your pussy feels amazing.” She can’t stop herself from complimenting Taylor and showering her with praise. It makes Taylor feel powerful and spoiled at the same time. It’s only fair that she gives her thanks to Rosie by making her cum too.

With every roll of the hips, their clits catch each other's and Rosé is in heaven. She didn't even care if she came or not, she just wanted to feel Taylor's soft flesh against her pussy forever. Her clit pulsed with anticipation as she felt the storming building inside of her. She wants to cum so bad, she’s desperate for it, but she doesn’t make a whine or fuss for Taylor to make her cum because it’s not about her right now. Taylor was in control of everything; the speed and roughness. Rosé was at Taylor's whims which is what she truly desired.

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Original Series! Of course the prettiest college girl in the neighborhood made heads turn, hearts beat faster, and was envied. Y/n was never surprised when she caught someone’s too-old-dad looking at her bare legs in a skirt. Suggestions for her to meet someone’s more age appropriate son or nephew was never made in earnest; the perverts just wanted a closer look of her tits in her one-size-too-small crop top. She’s had plenty of opportunities to make someone’s daddy hers. The offers to make extra money by babysitting would land her in an all too cliché scenario. These men were like animals, hungry and relentless. They were too obviously horny to notice her looking past them to look at their wives instead.

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Sydney Sweeney x Reader (series), Alexa Demie x Reader (brief) -- In this dull town, during this dull Summer, Alexa is looking for fun while dragging Sydney along with her. Things get bumpy when Sydney gets too attached to someone who won't be around for long.

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My Best Friend's Girlfriend; Kendall/Reader (main pairing), Bella/Devon Lee Carlson (side pairing), and Bella/Reader & Kendall/Devon (side pairings) After Party; Kendall/Reader with side pairing of Kylie/Reader Heaven is a Place on Earth with You II Heaven is a Place on Earth with You I Cry For Me Third Times A Charm II Third Times A Charm I Love You, Still

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something with tyla? Please

pairing: Tyla/Fem!Reader

content: 2nd pov, established relationship, oral sex.

The honey dripped onto her hand and rolled against her skin so tenderly it took your mind to dirty places. She stuck her tongue out and stopped the sticky substances from further rolling down her hand.Her tongue glides on her smooth skin while you watch intently. 

Tyla notices you staring at her which made her furrow her brows in confusion at the look on your face.

"What's wrong babe?"

Her actions were totally innocuous, you were the one with the dirty mind, but you were going to bring her to the place you were at. 

"Nothing...just that," your voice trails off as you walk over to her. You take her hand, the one that just had drops of honey on it and bring it up to your mouth. Your eyes never move from hers as your tongue comes out and runs against the skin that was just sticky. There were remnants of honey still on her skin you can taste on your tongue. Her entire demeanor changes, lust filling her eyes as she watches you. "You missed a spot."

Tyla knew you wanted to keep licking. She bites into her lower lip and puts down the dish in her other hand. Her arms come wrapping themselves around your neck and she presses her lips to yours. Her mouth tastes like vanilla and honey and you're overwhelmed by it. You can't control yourself and your hands begin to roam her body. Next thing Tyla knows and she's being lifted onto the kitchen counter with her shorts being pulled down and her legs pushed apart.

You take in the sight of her clothed sex. She wore the cutest panties and there was a damp patch forming at the crotch. You let out groan at the sight of her arousal already forming. It would be so cruel to deprive yourself of her when you've been starving for her all day.

"You taste sweeter than anything I've ever had," you say sweetly before you're placing yourself between her thighs.

You push your face in her warm pussy and Tyla throws her head back and moans. She lets out little soft whimpers as you give her pussy its first kitten licks of the day. Her hands come to tangle in your hair and she holds you still against her pussy. You thought you were the one with the dirty mind, but Tyla begins to grind her pussy against your face. Had you known she was going to be this needy you would've gone down on her this morning or even a few hours earlier. But, those thoughts get shoved to the side when you feel the sweet flow of her arousal on your tongue. All you can think about is how good she tastes and how soft she feels.

"Yes, Y/n...just like that!" She whines.

Her body was so responsive to your touch as your tongue began to flick against her clit. The pleasure shoots a warmth throughout her body as you two connect by tongue in flesh. You try not to be so rough when you grab onto her hips, but you can't help it. Your hands paw at her skin with your fingers digging into the skin. As much as you tried to be sweet and gentle, Tyla liked feeling the slight discomfort paired with total pleasure. She moaned louder with more pressure you applied to her hips and pussy. She was getting sloppier from her own juices mixing with your saliva.You can't stop yourself from moaning and humming into her pussy just from her sweet taste. The way her clit pulses against your tongue drives you crazy. You're forced to press your thighs together to get some relief for yourself. 

When you pull away for a brief second, just to look at the feast before you, a web of spit continues to connect you two. Tyla can't even complain because she thinks you look so hot with your face all messy with her.

"You taste so good, baby. I want you to cum for me," you coo.

There is a look of determination in your eyes as you go back in between Tyla's thighs. You give her one long lick, from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. Your tongue had been so dangerous close to her asshole that Tyla tensed up feeling you nearly poke and prod at her. She was holding her breath for so long that she didn't even realize it until she let out a heavy exhale when your lips wrap around her clit. You give it all the attention just so you could see her cum. Hearing her angelic moans was music to your ears. As her grip gets tighter on your hair, you suck and lick harder, faster. 

"Oh fuck!"

Tyla throws her head back again and cries loudly. The flow of arousal against your tongues gives her orgasm away. You still continue to suck hungrily at her despite her beginning to grow sensitive. Tyla has to push your head away to give herself a break.

"Holy shit," she sighs heavily.

You pull away from her pussy and smile lazily at her. She leans down to kiss you, tasting herself in the process. So much sweeter than honey.

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we need tate mcrae!!

pairing: Tate Mcrae/Fem!Reader

content: 2nd pov, college AU, brother's best friend trope, semi-public sex, teasing, oral sex (reader receiving).

A/N: I just love colleges AUs so much 🤗 not edited btw so all mistakes are my own

Tonight's mission was to infiltrate the campus' most coveted frat party and catch your roommate's boyfriend in the act cheating on her. Instead you two got separated in this huge house and after one too many drinks, you ended up in some random guys bed with your brother's best friend between your legs.

"I always thought you were so pretty, Y/n."

To say it's a dream come true would be an understatement, especially when you've fantasized about Tate before. When your brother bragged about his best friend being cool and "able to pull any girl" you didn't think that said best friend would be Tate. However if you were being honest, the first time you met her you instantly were attracted to you. There was something so magnetic about her and then in that moment you understood why she could have whoever she wanted.

You had wanted that person to be you. You watched her at other parties flirt with a girl and then take her upstairs to disappear for the night. It didn't take much thinking to know what they were doing in some stranger's room, but you always imagined yourself being the one. Tate being your brother's best friend made you feel a little guilty for having these thoughts, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

Now you have Tate whispering compliments against your bare thighs. You feel the urge to shut them in embarrassment, but Tate's body is in the way. She has your legs pried open and your panties are hanging off your foot. She's not the first person to be there, but she is hottest.

Tate spreads your pussy lips apart just to hear how you react. Your desperate cry has her smirking up at you.

"I'm barely touching you, Y/n," she teases. Her voice is warm and makes you melt. She liked to poke fun at people, including you, but it felt like an honor to be made fun of while she's ogling your dripping cunt. Sure she's done this with others plenty of times, but you believe it's different with you. You're her friend's little sister; you should be off-limits, but you're not.

You were so wet that your juices were clinging to your lips even as Tate spread them. Her mouth was beginning to water as she stared at the mess that was beginning to form. She wanted to hold out a little longer like she usually does, but Tate can't help herself. She had to have a taste of you like you were a forbidden fruit.

She buries her face in your pussy and you don't have a chance to catch your breath.

"Fuck!" You moan out. The must downstairs was so loud that you're convinced no one is going to be able to hear your moans of pleasure, so you don't hold back. You moan as loud as you want while Tate begins to eat your pussy.

Touching and eating you like she wants to spend the rest of her life between your thighs. The sounds coming from her mouth with were loud and lewd, it felt like watching a porno. You were overwhelmed every time you glanced down to see that it was Tate between your legs. It was as if you couldn't believe your eyes. She presses her tongue into your clit and wiggles it from side to side. She lets out a drunken giggle at the way you squirm. She was loving this, loving being the one to make you scream.

"Pretty, pretty girl," she coos against your sex.

Her words made you feel good, but you were more concerned with having her mouth on your pussy. You push her face deeper into your cunt and Tate takes the hint. She licked, sucked, and nibbled on your pussy like it was a feast. You begin to feel things you've never felt before as your pleasure reaches new heights. The pads of her fingers were digging into your hips. The pain of her tight grip mixed with pleasure and made you even wetter. Your arousal dripped onto her chin as she kissed your pussy.

Her lips are so soft, but it was her skilled tongue that drove you insane. Tate teases your entrance with her tongue before she slides in a few inches, pushing out more of your arousal. Your slit was fluttering around her tongue. The most intense bubble began to form in your belly and you had to make it known.

"T-Tate...Tate...I'm gonna cum!"

She doesn't come back up with some quip that would leave your cheeks hot. No, instead Tate slid her tongue out and began to suck on your clit. You were seeing stars as the sounds of her sucking filled your ears. Holding out just to feel a few more seconds of pleasure was pointless because Tate's mouth was demanding that you cum for it.

And, cum you did. You don't think you've ever had an orgasm this hard and intense in your life. Hundreds of frat boys are partying downstairs, but they could make a woman feel as good as this. You're not even sure when your orgasm ended because you were on a high for such a long time, it had a stupid smiling forming on your face.

Tate reluctantly pulls herself from her legs, but not before admiring her handy work. She bites her lip and looks up at you. "Your gorgeous," she says sincerely. She reaches in her back pocket and whips out her phone. "Can I?" She asks so sweetly.

You hesitate. There is going to be a picture of your dripping pussy in your brother's best friends phone. Some time down the line that photo could lead to a lot of problems. But in the current moment the idea excites you. You nod your head eagerly and she takes a few photos of your cunt. You were glistening all over. Your pussy was an absolute mess and Tate managed to make your thighs messy too. You were puffy and sensitive to touch. It was too sexy for Tate not to have the physical memory of this. After taking a few pictures, Tate is satisfied.

"Good girl. Now come up here and Taste yourself."

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pls do ayo edebiri!!! we all know she is the people’s princess but when she’s alone with the reader she has the filthiest mouth

pairing: Ayo Edebiri/Reader

content: 2nd pov, estasblished relationshiop, fluff, teasing, dirty talk, fingering, clit kissing.

A/N: Wasn't sure if I wanted to do something super dirty or sweet, but I settled on sweet with the added dirty talk. I hope it's enough and that you enjoy!

Your hands reach over and grab at the tufts of grass that surround you. It's almost ripped from the Earth because of your rough grasp on it. The sun was beaming on you like a spotlight and birds flew above you.

Five minutes ago you were enjoying the view and feeling the breeze. You looked over to your lover to see her finishing up her sandwich. You then dig your hand in the basket, searching for the last container of food you had packed. The bakery you frequented had a new specialty cupcake for the week, a vanilla cake with lavender frosting. You knew Ayo would want her same old vanilla with sprinkles, but you bought a lavender one for her too just in case. Too bad when you felt around in the basket you didn't feel anything else.

Ayo noticed the frown on your face as your searching became frantic.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"I bought cupcakes...I bought cupcakes for us, but I guess I must've left them at the apartment."

You felt a little sadness, especially after Ayo went out of her way to clear her schedule to have this day with you. They were just four little cupcakes, but you wanted everything to be perfect. You just stared into the empty basket until Ayo grabbed you by the chin and made you look up at her.

"I don't need some cupcakes to have dessert."

That's how you ended up flat on your back with Ayo between your legs. Her tongue ran along your thigh like she was licking the icing off of a cupcake. She inhales deeply to take in the scent of your favorite perfume mixed with the lotion you lathered on your thighs this morning. You smell sweeter than any treat or bakery.

"Oh, princess," she mutters against your skin before pressing a kiss into you. Her strong fingers dig into the plush off your thighs.

You can't breathe seeing her between your legs. She has your dress hiked up which allows you to see every move. The fact that you left the cupcakes at home has become long forgotten about. You were just so lucky to have such an understanding girlfriend, but deep down you have a feeling Ayo would've found her way under your dress regardless of the mishap. Her breath is hot against your thigh which causes you to tremble. The woman is not even doing anything to you yet, but you feel like a hot mess already.

Ayo presses a finger up against your clothed clit. She watches you tense with a smile on your face. You react to even the smallest touches sometimes, and often she likes to tease you about.

"You like that?"

You nod, which is just not good enough for a greedy man like Ayo.

"I know you know how to speak, princess. Let me hear that sweet voice."

Just as you were about to open your mouth, Ayo applied more pressure. You let out a sharp gasp, but you know you still have to answer her question.

"It feels good baby," you sound more desperate than you would like her to know, but Ayo can figure you out within seconds.

"Yeah? You like when I touch you? Is that all you want me to do? Touch you?"

"N-No."

"Well what else do you want?"

She was going to make you say it. This was like foreplay for her; making you speak your desires was like music to ears. Every time you felt so shy and bashful as she coaxed the truth out of you. It made your cheeks feel so hot.

"I want you to taste me," you whine. There was no else in this big, lush field, but the idea of someone hearing you both scared and excited you.

"My pretty girl wants my mouth on her pussy more than she wants those cupcakes," she chuckles. "Let me get these panties off of you."

She helps you lift your ass and your lacy panties come sliding down your legs. Ayo shoves them in her back pocket to be forgotten about until she gets home. Right now she’s mesmerized by your dripping core in front of her face. No matter how many times you spread your legs for her, seeing you wet and desperate for her always feels like the first time. If she was being honest, it took her a while to find her footing sexually with you (as it did you). But, once you two found the perfect middle you were supposed to be at, sparks began to fly. There was such a sweetness with how she handled your body that contrasted with the filth that would spill from her mouth whenever she was fucking you. Right now she was holding back a little so as to not "taint" such a beautiful atmosphere, but seeing your pussy makes it hard for her to contain herself.

"Were you this wet the entire drive up here? Or did it only take making you lay down and touching your thighs to get you to drip like this for me?"

"You always make me like this," you try to speak back, to match her in how she sweet talks you, but you're no match for Ayo.

"Of course you're going to blame me when you're the one who is willing to spread her legs outside for me," she teases. She traces the outline of your pussy but never touches you. It's torture that you should be equipped to deal with, but it's just makes you want to whine.

"Ayo," you drag out the syllables of her name.

You're just waiting for her to give in and start feasting on her dessert, but she seems to have other plans for you.

"Turn around. On your knees for me, princess."

She gives you the command and you obey. When you assume the position you feel so exposed. You press your face into the blanket separating you and the Earth. Your pussy is exposed to Ayo who can do whatever she wants with you. Not being able to set her was throwing you for a loop, but Ayo enjoyed having the element of surprise over you. And as much as she wanted to press her face into your sex, it was her fingers that gave you pleasure. She pushes two digits into your pussy and she groans at the feeling. Those warm, wet walls are practically sucking her fingers in.

"Oh, she's greedy today," she refers to your pussy, making you turn your head to the side and whine. "She won't let go of my fingers. I think she's missed me."

It's been almost two weeks since you and Ayo have fucked. Work got in-between the two of you and you hadn't seen her for days. Today is the first time in a long time that you two got to spend time together for a long period of time, which is why you wanted everything to be perfect and special. You guess that this is a better replacement for those cupcakes you left on the table.

Ayo curls her fingers and moves her fingers like she's motioning for your orgasm to come to her. She wants to feel you cream as she watches it drip out of you and around her fingers. Your pussy squelched over the sound of the wind blowing around you. The breeze pushed her hair out of her face and the sun shone on her so you could see her for the heavenly woman she is.

"Ayo," you whine, drawing out each letter of her name.

"It's not enough, is it honey? Just two fingers inside of you. You want more than that."

You expected her to add a third finger to really stretch you out. Instead she leaned down and kissed your sensitive clit. You felt your entire body shake in what you thought was your orgasm. Ayo was fingering you faster and harder now as she kissed your sweet pearl over and over again. Her lips had you feeling dizzy, but her wet tongue pressing to your clit had you howling. Two weeks have passed but those two weeks have felt like a lifetime. You fully pull out the grass you were gripping when your actual orgasm hits you.

Ayo keeps moving her tongue and fingers until your thighs are shaking besides her head. Your moans have weakened to whimpers. Just as you were about to push her head away from feeling overwhelmed, she withdrew her fingers. Suddenly you feel so empty and you continue to whimper but for other reasons. While you whine, Ayo admires the sight between your legs. It was better than she imagined. Despite having seen it hundreds of times before, the sight of you dripping cum never got old. She dipped her fingers at your entrance and you almost hoped she was going to slide into you again, but instead she got her fingers wet with your cum and brought them up to her mouth. You watched her put them in her mouth and hum. Sweeter than any cupcake she's ever had.

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hi! i was wondering if you write for characters from tv shows or just celebrities?

I honestly don't watch that much tv lol but I've written for tv and movie characters before so I'm open to it

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idk if you take requests but... maybe take this more like an idea yk... you should definitely write lara raj from katseye x reader!!

pairing: Katseye Lara/Reader/Daniela

content: 2nd pov, threesome, teasing, dirty talk, heavy petting, oral sex (reader receiving).

A/N: Hope you don't mind I turned this into a threesome :) I've been on a threesome kick lately.

You thought you were just envisioning this; your active imagination running wild to allow you to see such a pretty girl between your legs. It was the continual touch you received from the other pretty girl that reminds you this is not just all in your head. 

"She's so wet, Dani. I wish you could see." 

Lara pulls your swollen lips apart with her perfectly manicured fingers. Your arousal makes you sticky and they part slowly. Lara bites her lip, feeling like a pervert inspecting you so closely, but she's never seen someone so wet for her like this. She wants to bury her face in your twat already, but she and Daniela were having a little more fun with their game than expected. 

You sink deeper into Daniela's embrace as you feel heavier. Her hard nipples poke your back through the thin layers of material you are both wearing. The little white tank-top on you leaves little to the imagination for the other two. Daniela's hand skirts across the exposed skin of your lower belly and she gently rubs you. Your body was begging for more attention, whether it was your pussy or your tits, you just wanted something. A whine leaves your lips and both girls just so happen to laugh at the same time. You should feel some shame for acting like this, but you were so desperate.

Daniela rests both of her hands on your lower stomach and slowly begins to run them up your body. As she does so, your tank top begins to move along with the drag of her hands. She exposes your tits to Lara who’s gawking up at you. Your nipples are so hard, begging to be sucked. Daniela takes each nipple between her fingers and squeezes the sensitive buds. You moan louder than you wanted to but you’re too happy because you’re finally getting what you want. You arch your back at the sensations that prickle your body as Daniela plays with your nipples. Her hot breath tickles your neck before she presses her soft lips against your skin.

Lara is so turned on by the sight of you two that she has to press her legs together to get some relief on her clit. You were beginning to squirm as Daniela groped your tits and caressed your body all while leaving love bites on the side of your neck. You just looked too delicious not to eat, and soon you had Lara licking your thighs to add to the pleasure. You were already a hot mess between those legs, but now your arousal was dripping onto the couch beneath you. She grabs both of your thighs and her fingers dig into the plush of your thighs. You’re feeling so spoiled yet deprived at the same time because Lara doesn’t have that pretty mouth of hers on your pussy.

“Please,” you whine, not caring how you sounded to them.

“Please what, baby?” Daniela coos at you. She, just as much as you, wants to see Lara eat your pretty pussy.

“I want her mouth,” you first say to Daniela, but when you open your eyes after shutting them in pleasure, the first thing you see is Lara staring up at you with lust in her eyes. “Please, eat my pussy,” you beg.

Lara fulfills your wish, not waiting a second longer. She sticks her tongue in your pussy and moans at the taste of you. A hum comes deep from her throat as she satisfies herself with the feeling of your pussy on her tongue. You feel the vibration shake you to your core and your legs begin to shake. While she’s licking over the folds of your slick pussy, Daniela is still toying with your tits but now in a rough manner. You weren’t the only one in the room getting worked up and it began to show in the way they treated you.

Lara felt your clit pulse on her tongue when she finally pressed into it. It was driving her wild and fueled how she ate you out. She acted like she was starved, and little did you know that she’s been fantasizing about this since the first time she’s seen you. She considers herself lucky that you were spreading your legs so willingly for her. She kept licking at your clit, lathing it with her saliva only for it to mix with your juices to create a mess. The mixture was clinging to your thighs and her mouth. You could barely look down at her because it was so pornographic and all too much. Your moans also could rival any star in a scene.

“How does it feel, baby?” Daniela whispers in your ear. It was impossible for you to be able to cut through the noise of Lara’s mouth making the lewdest sounds against your pussy, but you couldn’t forget Daniela’s presence either.

“S-so good,” you try to say but Lara’s tongue renders you speechless.

Daniela looks down at her friend and feels herself getting wet at the sight of her eating pussy. She’s almost jealous of you the way you’re being devoured and spoiled. She reaches down and brushes a stray hair out of Lara’s face. When they make eye contact, Daniela feels something she’s never seen before and it’s exhilarating. All of this is only happening because it had been Lara’s suggestion that they try something with you. You were a cute girl to Daniela, but she knew Lara had this massive crush on you. One hand runs along the naked flesh of your torso while the other continues to play with your tits. She squeezes and tweaks your nipples until you can’t stand it anymore.

“I’m gonna cum!”

Making an announcement like that only makes the girls work harder to get you off. You didn’t think it was possible, but Lara sucks and licks you harder and intensely while Daniela starts to suck on your neck with more force. You’re on cloud nine, a feeling of floating in mid-air as you reach your high. You didn’t care about what mess you made against Lara’s face or how you shivered and shook in Daniela’s arms. You were completely blissed out.

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Okayyy the masterlist now includes a tag index if you're looking for something specific you're wanting to read!!!

Perfctvelvet Masterlist.

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White Hot Honey - Alexandra Daddario Down - Jenna Ortega/Reader Endless Summer - Jenna Ortega/Reader Last Call - Megan Fox/Reader Make It Work - Jenna Ortega/Reader And Then I'd Be One of the Girls - BP Jennie Kim/Reader/Lily-Rose Depp Neighbor!Margot Robbie/Reader Boo - Michelle Jones/Reader Plastic Candy - Madelyn Cline/Reader What's Mine is Mine - Margot Robbie/Reader A Sweet Treat - Margot Robbie/Reader Something Over Nothing - Zendaya/Reader

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Midnight II Midnight Little Dove

TAGS INDEX

acts

#titplay, #masturbation, #fingering, #oral, #sixty-nine, #tribing, #toys, #strapon, #squirting, #anal,

kinks/themes

#angst, #older woman/younger woman, #threesome, #degradation, #DOM/sub, #corruption kink, #innocence kink, #infidelity, #sextape, #voyeurism, #public, #somnophilia, #stepcest, #CNC

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can you do sabrina carpenter!!

Happy Fucking New Year; Sabrina Carpenter/Fem!Reader

Content: 2nd POV. Strangers, alcohol mention, semi-public (hooking-up in the bathroom of some rich person's house), making out, oral sex

No one wanted to be alone this New Years and you were no exception. The only problem was that your friend, the one who happens to the social butterfly brought you to a party where you don't know anyone here besides her. Everyone was dressed to the nines; shimmering dresses with make up to match and expensive suits. Having a friend who works in PR was an unexpected perk in her life, but having a friend who works in PR means when you're out they're always in networking mode. Coming here, to some random person's mega-mansion, was thrilling at first but the shine was beginning to dull immediately.

You had lost your friend somewhere in the fray of the fancy just less than an hour before midnight. Many people were here with partners, spouses, and lovers, and to you it seemed like you and your friend were the only single ones. You didn't let it get to you because you had her, but now she was gone. All you had was your too-small purse and a vodka soda you weren't a big fan of.

Just as the night couldn't get more painful, someone bumps into you. There was no love lost for the beverage that you spilled but now it was all over your dress. You may have been feeling alone, but your dress was the only thing you had. You got it one random day in the summer at the encouragement of your friend that she will give you a reason to wear it. You felt confident walking out of the car tonight and into the party. That was only two hours ago and oh how everything seemed to cave in.

"Fuck! I'm so, so sorry!"

This woman who bumped into you sounded sincere in her apologies. At first you thought you were being mocked, but the way she tried to wipe off your dress before it could stain seemed too real.

"I-It's okay."

You couldn't even bring yourself to look at her. Instead you were looking around you at the people who were beginning to look at the commotion. You were hoping to lock eyes with your friend so she could rescue you, but she was still nowhere to be found.

"Ugh! C'mon!"

Before you could register what was going on, you were being dragged away by the woman who ruined your dress. You were too relieved by being saved from the embarrassment to make a fuss. She lead you to one of the many guests bathroom in the house. She was bold, shutting the door behind you two and almost forcing you to sit on the counter. She grabbed one of the fancy, embroidered towels and wets it to continue her efforts to save your dress. Even though you appreciated her eagerness to fix her mistake, you can't help but be enamored and a little amused by the situation.

"It was just a vodka soda. Don't worry, it's not going to stain my dress."

It seems as if your voice is what gets to her. She slowly stops frantically wiping off the parts of your dress that is covered in vodka and looks up at you. She's stunning, so much so that you begin to lose your confidence.

"I hope I didn't take you away from whoever you cam here with." She finally puts the towel down and you get to hear her voice in a more relaxed state.

"No, no, I just came with a friend, but I lost her somewhere so I was just kind of by myself." You felt like a loser saying that out loud, but something lights up in the stranger's eyes at your confession.

"Glad I'm not the only one here feeling a little dejected."

"What do you mean?"

She points to the spot next to you, gesturing if she could sit beside you. There was plenty of space on the counter and she didn't have to ask, but you made space for her anyway.

"What was supposed to be a girls' night New Years Eve get together turned into us coming here, and just like you I have no clue where my friends with."

It wouldn't be shocking to either of them if their friends found someone gorgeous and well-off to talk to, but you were sure your friend was more concerned with making connections than the imminent countdown to the new year. You empathized with this woman, but still couldn't get over the shock that someone who looks like her was feeling the same loneliness tonight.

"I guess that's a common theme tonight. It's never really happened before so I think that's why it stings so much. I'm Y/n by the way."

"Sabrina," she sticks her hand out for you to take which you do. You two shake hands for a few seconds before breaking away. You felt like you had made a new friend tonight and you were a little proud of yourself. You were never the most sociable one in the room, so it's fitting that your main way of meeting new people is through an embarrassing moment.

"You said you came here with a friend? Just one? Are they a friend or a friend."

"Just a friend. We were roommates one year in college and I reached out to her when I moved out here to LA. She's always been primed for this kind of life, not me, so I needed her to guide me through the upsides and downs of living here."

"There are a lot of ups, like being invited to some rich ass dude's New Years Eve party. The downs would be the perpetual loneliness that seems like a requirement."

"I take it you've been in LA for years?"

"Almost two decades now. Feels like it's been a life time."

"Do you like it? I've only been here for two years and I'm still figuring out how I feel about it."

"Well, like you said, it has it's ups and downs. Some times there are more downs than ups, and vice versa. I would say right now that sitting in the bathroom of a boring party with a pretty girl who is being kind to me after I fucked up her dress is one of the ups."

You break eye contact with her to spare yourself the embarrassment. You feel a heat creep up your neck and beat you right in the face. You never learned how to take a compliment without completely crumbling. You already found Sabrina to be interesting and pretty, but now your heart was starting to beat out of your chest.

"And I hope this doesn't sound weird, but I'm kind of glad I literally ran into you. I saw you earlier in the party and I couldn't stop staring at you. I hope I don't sound like a creep."

"No, not at all! I'm just shocked to say the least."

What snapped you out of your shock was the sound of people cheering and getting rowdy outside of the bathroom. At first you feared someone was going to come in, ruining your solace. But then Sabrina checks her phone and sees that it's almost midnight.

"Two more minutes then it's 2024. I'll be honest, Y/n, I didn't expect to spend my last minutes of 2023 like this. I sort of feel like a klutz."

"Don't be sorry. Like I said my dress is fine, just a little sticky, but one wash it'll be alright."

The both of you end up getting distracted by the rowdiness outside the door. You were half tempted to get up and join them just to watch everyone ring in the New Year together, but you stay put. You notice how Sabrina isn't budging and you get the impression that she wants to stay with you in her last moments of 2023. Soon the start the countdown.

"10...9...8...7..."

In just a few seconds you feel fingers weave through yours and Sabrina grabbing your face. You let her control your body, turning your head to face her.

"6...5...4..."

It takes just seconds for your heart to flutter with an emotion you haven't felt in a long time.

"3...2...1...Happy New Year!"

Sabrina's lips meet yours on the very first syllable of "happy." For the first time in years you genuinely felt the meaning.

At first it felt innocent, just two lonely souls filling the void together, but Sabrina didn't want to pull away. She kissed you deeper, harder. The lust was radiating off of her and it was overwhelming. The last way you expected to bring in the new year was a bathroom hook-up, but surprisingly you weren't turned off to the idea. No one has ever come on this strong to you before and being in LA you were beginning to think you were a love repellant. This kiss left your breathless and starving for more. You grab onto Sabrina, unintentionally laying one hand on her breast in the process. Neither of you seemed to care as your tongues bumped against each other's. It was becoming a little sloppy, with Sabrina taking you there, but you enjoyed it. There is a hint of lemon on her tongue and you wondered why type of drinks a girl like Sabrina would drink. She was bold, yet refreshing.

Sabrina pulls away, panting and her lipstick smudged. She's looks a little messy now but she smiles regardless. She's so happy that you're receptive to her touch and that you seemed to enjoy the kiss too.

"Was that too much?" She wipes the edges of her mouth.

"I think we're beyond the point of worrying about what's too much now."

You're the one to lean in this time. You continue what Sabrina started, the blonde leaning into this time until she wraps her arms around your neck. You were at the point of no return and you wouldn't dare turn back. You wanted more; you wanted her.

"Do you think you can be quiet?" You ask her between kisses?

She hums affirmatively against your lips before you break the kiss. She moans breathlessly when your lips land on her neck. So much for being quiet because her moan fills the room. Of course the party outside still raged on as being in a whole new year put a new life into the party. The sound of the bass of the music thumped against the walls, but nothing could overtake the sound of Sabrina's sweet moans. You finally get between her legs, your knees pressed into the soft rug. She places her legs on your shoulders and you come face to face with her pussy. It didn't surprise you, but seeing her without panties made your face grow hot.

"I hope you don't mind, I left them at home," she says with a salacious tone.

You didn't mind at all, you were happy to have easier access to her wet pussy. You can't go another minute without it seeing what she tastes like. Sabrina whines when your face disappears between her legs under her dress. She pulls it up and catches the very moment your tongue meets her dripping sex. She moans so loud that she has to put her own hand over her mouth. You lick and lick and lick and somehow she's able to keep herself from screaming out in pleasure. It was like you knew her body and knew what buttons to press. She feels a rush run through her and she's on cloud nine. Never has a stranger made her so happy and feels so good. She moves her hand from her mouth and promises herself she'll be good and keep as quiet as possible. She knuckles turn white as she grips the edge of the counter.

"Oh Y/n that feels so fucking good," she whines. "I've been thinking about this all night."

The thought of someone being so turned on by you that they fantasized about it after seeing you once was astounding. You were shocked to have that power over someone, especially over someone so beautiful. You felt lucky, lucky to be invited here (the party and between Sabrina's legs). You pull away from her pussy and rub her clit.

"Did you want me so bad that you spilled a drink on me?"

Sabrina doesn't answer, just moans as she throws her head back in pleasure. You stop rubbing her clit to insert a finger into her pussy. When she feels your tongue back on her clit paired with the finger inside of her she almost cums. But she wants to savor the taste, feel this forever. She thinks she's strong enough to hold herself back, but your fingers are stronger than her will. You insert another one into her and her walls wrap warmly and tightly around the two. Your hitting the spot that makes her legs shake. Sabrina desperately wants to cry out loud, but she wouldn't dare risk getting caught and letting the moment end. She's so so close, tettering on that blissful edge. You kiss her inner thigh not once, or twice, but a few times. It makes her legs shake. She forgets about trying to hold back when she feels the 5th kiss pressed to her thigh.

She fears that you might get turned off by how hard she cums, but you enjoy it very much. She closes her eyes, bites her lip, and tosses her head back in ecstasy. A tear runs down her rosy cheek too. Her make-up is probably too fucked up for saving, but no one is going to care, so neither does she.

"Earth to Sabrina...you here with me?" You tease her. You're not sure if she likes that, but she just let you eat her out and finger, a little teasing is harmless in comparison.

She opens her eyes a few seconds later and a sweet, relaxed smile forms on her face.

"People are probably looking for us," you say to her when she finally looks down at you.

"Let them look."

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Accidentally deleted my entire ask box 🙃 so requests are open again

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Midnight II

Pairing: Assistant!Reader/Boss (Original Characters (no names used))

Content: 2nd POV. Smut (18+ only), age gap (all characters over 18), CEO/assistant, assistant!reader, power imbalance, infidelity, teasing, name calling, masturbating (reader masturbates for her boss)

Days later and still no word from the boss about what happened two nights ago. It was embarrassing to come to work the next day knowing what you had done, how you spread your legs so easily for your boss, but when you came into the office the next morning, your boss had a list of tasks for you like she always does. She barely looks at you, but when she does you see nothing behind those icy eyes.

You weren’t sure what that means, or if it’s even worth it to search for said meaning. She's a woman who's spoken for. Having met her spouse a few times before you know there is no chance in hell that marriage is ending any time soon. That alone is enough to make you force yourself to forget about the other night, but imagining the HR nightmare that would ensue makes your stomach twist and turn. She would probably be spared due to her status within the company, but you on the other hand would not make it out alive. They would throw you to the wolves. Not only would you be out of job, you're certain they would blacklist you from working with many of the major companies that operate in this city. You'd have to go back to waitressing, or worse, moving in with your parents. She would turn her cheek the other way while the office skank got tossed out with yesterday's trash.

Thinking about what could happen to you scared the hell out of you. So much so that you found yourself feeling grateful that she was acting as if nothing happened. It was business as usual and no one would suspect a thing. That night was a mistake and clearly your boss wanted to continue being the professional woman she's been groomed to be.

Until she told you you had to work another late night with her.

She promised to let you clock out early Friday afternoon since you'd be out late and have to be back at work by 8 am. She really didn't tell you what needed to be done, just that she needed you to stay late tonight. And once again you watched everyone leave, the janitors leave, and you were alone with your boss in this big building again. You tried to distract yourself with getting ahead on some paperwork you knew your boss was going to need (and that's what she liked about you the most, you were always a step ahead of her when it mattered the most). Everything felt normal, and there was no tension between the two of you at all. However you could feel your neck getting hot. It felt like you had too many layers on despite the temperature in the room being on the cooler side.

Without saying a word you took off your blazer. Her eyes flashed over to you and she instantly noticed how you had unbuttoned the top two buttons of your shirt. It wasn't like that early so she assumes you must've slipped into the bathroom and made yourself more comfortable. Did that mean you trusted her enough to be able to relax around her?

She didn't mean to stare especially after she internally reprimanded herself for taking advantage of her power over you. When she came in this morning she reminded herself to keep things strictly professional. Yet she made up a reason to stay late with you again. It's not so professional to stare at the exposed skin of your chest. The computer's glow wasn't as flattering as the natural light hitting your skin but you looked so illuminating to her. You wore a necklace with your first initial sitting right in the middle of your chest. She wanted it to dangle in front of her face while you straddled her. She would take the metal between her teeth, disregarding the taste, as a tool to pull you closer to her.

The poise, professional demeanor was beginning to slip through her fingers and she found herself spiraling a little.

"Y/n."

Your name comes out of her mouth before she can process it. It takes you both by surprise. When your eyes meet you feel like you're being electrocuted.

"Come here."

Just as easy is it from her to command you to do something, it's easy for you to listen. You close your laptop and forget about it on the couch in her office. Soon you stand in front of her and you feel like an offering. Her eyes scan over your body before looking up at you. You're taller than her while she sits yet you feel small under her gaze.

"Get on the desk."

She asks and you listen.

Your boss doesn't have to ask you to spread your legs, you're already doing that before you know it. A smile spreads across her face; devious and sincere at the same time. You wore no panties today. In fact you haven't worn panties since she touched you. You told yourself you wanted things to go back to normal, but deep down inside you were waiting for this moment. You would squeeze your legs together in anticipation every time she called your name. You were waiting for the moment your boss decided she wanted more of you.

"No panties little girl?"

No one has ever addressed you like that before and it makes you shiver. The tone of her voice, the look in her eyes, it's all too much for you to handle. You whimper instead of replying to her comment. You're almost ashamed of yourself. However, you go to hide your face, she stops you. She grabs your jaw with the right amount of strength and makes you look at her.

"I leave you alone for a few days and you start acting like a slut," she's practically mocking you and she loves seeing how you squirm and try to avoid her gaze. "Were you hoping for someone to notice and take you to their office? Who were you expecting to see you like this."

"N-No one ma’am."

"Oh, so you just wore no panties because you felt like it?"

You had no answer for her and you were so embarrassed that she was trying to make you give her an answer.

"Or did you wear no panties to have easy access to yourself? You know there was a big rumor about some of the employees masturbating on the clock. It was about three, four years ago, so it was before you were here. You were probably stuck at that shitty waitressing job while working your way through college. It was just a rumor, but there are some people who just can't help it."

Your boss traced a line into the skin of your thigh. She had you reeling without even doing much. You watched her in meetings, speaking to powerful people, and securing deals, you shouldn't be so shocked that her charm is able to work on you too. But you feel like you're under a binding spell.

"Were you touching yourself today, Y/n?"

You shake your head no. You thought about when you saw her this morning, but you were scared of getting caught by her, someone else, or the cameras.

"So you just wore no panties for fun, huh? That's cute."

She stops touching you and you want to cry. She sits back in her chair and reclines a little bit. She just watches you sit on her cherrywood desk. She contemplates whether or not she should just leave you alone and frustrate you, but she's too indulgent.

"Show me how you would touch yourself during work."

You were uncertain, hesitating more tonight than the other night. That moment lingers in your head and you're sad that your boss might not touch you tonight. You have never masturbated for anybody before, not even with past partners. Your cheeks were so hot you thought your skin would catch fire. You lean back and rest on your elbows. As you lay back, your skirt moves up higher on your thighs. The legs your boss loves to stare at begin to spread wider for her. She was grateful for the Spring weather because you stopped wearing your stockings (although she loved seeing your legs in them).

"Fucking gorgeous," she whispers when she gets to drink in the full sight of your pussy. You were dripping wet, messy and turned on for your boss. The way she looks at you makes you stupidly feel special.

It took everything in her not to park herself between your legs and devour your pussy the way it deserves to be. She wanted to feel every inch of your soft flesh and watch you squirm against her tongue. She was hot under the collar, but she knew how to show restraint.

She watched on as you ran your fingers through the folds she wanted to lick so bad. The tension in your body was fading as you began to feel the pleasure hit your body. You wouldn't be able to forget that your boss is right there watching you play with yourself, but you let yourself relax knowing that she was enjoying this.

"Good girl rubbing that pretty pussy for me," she purrs, "play with your clit, honey. I know you want to."

Your fingers move as soon as the words come out of her mouth. You almost cried out when you pressed your two fingers into your clit, but you were able to just let a weak gasp escape. It wasn't satisfying enough for your boss who wanted to hear you scream, but she can understand why you wanted to be quiet. She made a mental note to somehow get her hands on you in her car one day so she can really hear you scream. Right now she just enjoys the show of you playing with yourself.

Usually when you're having a private moment to yourself, you have your blanket strewn everywhere, your phone is in your hand, and you have music softly playing from your player. You enjoy creating a sensual atmosphere as you masturbate to various things that pique your interest. It's hard to slip into that exact headspace without all of those elements coming together, but with the soft glow of your bosses' office, you felt close to replicating that atmosphere.

"Oh my god," you whisper.

She wasn't expecting to hear you get vocal tonight, but once she heard your voice she wanted more.

"Does that feel good baby? Use your words to tell me how it feels."

"It feels good sir."

You could barely speak a complete sentence as you stumble through the syllables. It felt so good to be touching yourself after a day of having lustful thoughts of your boss.

"I want you to play in your pussy. Finger yourself for me, Y/n."

You don't think your fingers have reached as deep inside of you like they did tonight. Of course if she wanted she could slip in her longer, skilled fingers into you, but she enjoyed being able to kick back and watch a pretty girl get herself off for her. Your fingers splashed in your wetness as you pistoned two digits in and out of your.

In and out. In and out. In and out.

Your boss was addicted to the rhythm and she couldn't pull her eyes away. She thought she was going to pass out at the sound of your fingers inside of your wet pussy. You were dripping so much that she could see a few drops on her desk. Normally she was strict about someone potentially fucking up her desk but right now she doesn't give a damn. She wanted to lick up the drops of your arousal off her desk once you were done. If she doesn't get one taste of you tonight somehow she just might die.

"That's so pretty, Y/n. You're so pretty baby."

She was cooing at you, watching how your chest rose and fell rapidly. You were certain you looked a mess after a long day of work, but your boss made you feel like the prettiest girl in the world. She continued to egg you on while you fingered yourself.

"What are you thinking about, girl? Are you thinking about me touching your pretty body and feasting on your cunt until you're shaking? I know you went home and did exactly this the night I touched you. You're going to cum thinking about all the things I'd do to you."

Her words kissed your skin and suffocated you at the same time. You wanted everything she teased you about. You would do anything to feel her soft lips wrap around your clit while she fingered you instead of you doing it yourself. You know a woman like her can make you cum over and over again. You wish you were the lucky woman who got to welcome her home.

"I'm gonna cum!"

Your fingers curl against your g-spot and you begin to see stars. Never did you think you'd have such an intense orgasm in your life in front of your boss. She watched with a satisfied smirk as you shook and squirmed around your fingers. Watching your juices seep out around your fingers was better than closing that deal on the 35 million development.

After working so hard and doing what she needed to do for this company, She deserved a little treat for being so good. That treat coming in the form of her pretty assistant made it even sweeter.

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Midnight

Pairing: Original Characters (no names used)

Content: 2nd POV. Smut (18+ only), age gap (all characters over 18), CEO/assistant, assistant!reader, power imbalance, slight authority kink, infidelity, teasing, heavy petting, a little bit of degradation.

Surely it’s not her fault that you came onto her. It’s not her fault she had to work late and as her personal assistant you too were forced to stay late with her. She had no control over the fact that her other colleagues got to go home while you two stayed until the hallway lights were dimmed. Your hand brushing against her was of your own doing. She didn’t force you nor did she ask you to look up at her with those soft eyes that were pleading for more.

“M-Misses…Misses-”

You were whispering despite being alone. There was no one else in the building besides the security guard all the way on the first floor. No one would be able to hear you alone on the sixth floor. It was just you and your boss. Many times you two have been alone together, but it was late and she kept looking at you instead of the paperwork that kept you both here this late. You stared at the gold band on her ring finger as your hand brushed against hers once again. You were desperate, and while she tried her best to hide it, so was your boss.

She always wondered how those lips would feel against her skin. Every time you wore a new color she wanted to compliment you, but felt it was inappropriate to say anything. She thought about how the color would show up on her skin or if it would stain her collar. You’re just so young, fresh out of grad school, she shouldn’t have these thoughts about a girl like you. But, seeing the look in your eye confirmed that she could do whatever she wants to you and you would just let her. You begin to stroke her hand as if you want something more. Your finger traces her gold ring and she almost feels the urge to toss it in the trash. Oh she feels like the worst woman on Earth right now, but you’re too pretty not to have.

Your hand against hers wasn’t enough. You push your thigh against her, and despite the layers of fabric separating your bare skin, you feel electrified by her.

“Oh, fuck it,” she thinks to herself. She’s a woman of discipline, but it’s okay to lose restraint in the dark.

This paperwork won’t be getting done tonight. They sit beneath you as your boss moves you onto her desk. She presses her body into yours and you gasp as if you didn’t want this in the first place. Her lips attack your neck so she wouldn’t get your lipstick on her. It was one thing to be working late, but any evidence of you on her body would lead to a disaster. Too bad for her that you’re determined to mark this woman up as if she’s your own. You hold onto her head as she sucks and nibbles on the skin of your neck. Your nails scrape her scalp as you move them to the back of her neck. You’re going to tip your nail tech really well the next time you see her. You press the tips into the skin of her neck and she groans. It’s not enough to hurt, but the pressure makes her dizzy. Your powerful boss was damn near whimpering while pressing her hot lips against your skin. If you had known she wanted you this bad you would’ve done this way sooner, but better late than never.

If it’s one thing she wanted to hear, it was your moans. She listens to your sweet voice for eight hours, five days a week. She has memorized every little inflection of your voice and learned to decipher how you’re feeling based on the tone of your voice when speaking to her. If she were to really examine it, she’s nothing short but obsessed with you. But she’s been like a collared dog not allowed to run free after what she wants. That gold ring was like a shock collar, but tonight she decided the pain is worth the gratification of getting what she wants.

You cry out her name when her hand comes between your legs. Hundreds of people say her name a week, but it’s so special hearing it tumble from your lips followed by a moan. The high-quality tights you indulged in are ruined within seconds because she is so desperate to feel your bare sex. She’ll promise to buy you a new pair later on, but right now she’s more concerned with feeling you. She selfishly does it more for herself than your own pleasure. She almost cries tears of joy when you help her by pulling your panties to the side and she gets to feel your wet flesh against her hand. The moan that comes out of your mouth is heavenly.

“I don’t know if you’re a good little girl or a bad one for being so wet for your boss,” she teases.

She is always sardonic when interacting with others, even you, but right now it was too much to handle. You couldn’t be under her scrutinizing gaze and not melt into a puddle. You hang your head low, almost in shame.

“What’s wrong, girl? You want me to stop?”

“No! No!” Your head shoots up and you meet her forceful eyes. You didn’t mean to sound so desperate but you truly are right now. “Please, don’t stop.”

A smile forms on her lips that mocks you, and the laugh she lets out is even worse.

“Of course you don’t want me to stop. You’re such a pretty whore for me. Always so good and obedient.”

You wanted to be a good girl, especially for your much older boss. You deserve the reward of cumming against her fingers for being so good. She grants you that wish when she applies the perfect amount of pressure to your clit and rubs you until you're shaking. You grip her arm and almost double over while sobbing. It was all so overwhelming simply because she was your boss. If it had been anyone else, a co-worker or one of the other c-suite executives, you wouldn’t have been so worked up. But, it was her who was making you cum.

She could get addicted to the feeling of your arousal on her skin. She wants to keep feeling your clit pulse against her hand, but she wants something else even more. She brings her hand up to her mouth and sucks on her index finger as if she was getting the last taste of a sweet dessert. You’re so embarrassed by the moment that you turn your head away.

“Uh-uh girl,” she grabs your chin rather harshly and makes you look at her. “Keep your eyes on me.” You weren’t too shy to open your legs for your married boss, you aren’t going to be shy while she sucks your cum off her fingers. It doesn’t matter how late she has to keep you, she’s going to keep going until she’s satisfied.

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hello! could you do something with lsf chaewon/reader/aespa karina? where the reader is like seeing both of them behind their backs and they find out and try to get back at her but she ends up taking charge of both of them anyways? like hard!dom and mean!reader? sorry if this doesn’t make sense

Confrontation; AE Karina/Fem!Reader/LS Chaewon

Content: 3rd POV. Infidelity, slight gaslighting, MeanDom!Reader, Sub!Karina & Sub!Chaewon, degradation, dirty talk, oral sex.

Y/n looks at the two girls in front of her, both hanging their heads in shame, unable to look her in the eyes. There was irony in how they've ended up in the position and it rested on the fact that Y/n was the one who got caught. She should be feeling some type of guilt, instead it's her two "girlfriends" that feel that way while she feels nothing but pity for them.

Instead, Y/n made it seem like this mess was largely caused by Karina. Y/n never told her they were exclusive. In fact she told her, "don't go snooping" as a warning that she may discover things she wouldn't want to know. But Karina didn't listen, thinking that this could be more than casual. She quickly learned she was wrong when she accessed Y/n's phone while she was in the shower. There were hundreds of texts from Chaewon, someone who Karina considered a friend. These texts weren't just friendly back and forth between two friends, no, these texts were downright filthy, vomit-inducing even. There were pictures of a scantily clad Chaewon and mentions of meeting up "again." Karina is surprised she didn't find nudes from Chaewon, or any other person for that matter, but she couldn't go too deep for the sake of protecting herself.

Maybe going to Chaewon was a mistake. She was equally upset as Karina, but instead of just agreeing to move on from Y/n and let this all fizzle out, Chaewon wanted to confront her. Karina knew in her bones that that wasn't going to work in their favor but somehow she was convinced. Unfortunately she learned she should've trusted her gut.

Karina's snooping and Chaewon trying to instigate a little coup was thrown back in her face. The two look remorseful enough, but words just wouldn't make up for the annoyance this caused Y/n and she wanted them to show how sorry they are. They should've known how risky this would be and that the odds weren't not on their side.

Karina, more so than Chaewon, was mortified by what was being asked of them by Y/n. Her and Chaewon's short dresses did nothing to cover them up and Y/n could see the outlines of their puffy pussies with ease. If she were to look hard enough she would be able to see Chaewon's growing arousal. Something about the way Y/n barked at them should've left her terrified, instead she was trying to hide how turned on she is by the lack of empathy coming from Y/n. She could already imagine Y/n rubbing her clit and taunting her for moaning like a bitch in heat.

"You two just had to stir the pot and fuck up what we had," Y/n observes them from behind. She can see Karina shivering, she knows that girl too well. "Let's see if you'll have fun now."

The sense of power felt like a fire inside of Y/n. This was something that Karina only got a few glimpses of and Chaewon hadn't experienced yet. Y/n doesn't like for her daily life to be disrupted, especially not by bratty girls. She loves not only having the power, but the element of surprise on her side. Both of them are looking forward, unable to see how close she is.

"Kiss each other."

Karina freezes, her body turning cold. Despite her discovery, she still feels a weird sense of loyalty to Y/n as in she doesn't want to ruin what they have. Chaewon is her friend, someone she has never seen in this light despite thinking how cute she is. Their situation was fucked enough to be worrying about whether or not this was going to ruin the friendship between them. She was going to obey Y/n more than anything; that's more important to her at this moment than anything else. The hold she has on Karina is almost embarrassing. She's more than willing to do what she can to please Y/n even if that means kissing another girl. Chaewon is the one that has to pull through with confidence right now. She puts more effort into the kiss than Karina does which Y/n immediately notices.

"C'mon 'Rina. You weren't scared when you went through my phone, don't be scared now. Kiss her back, baby." Y/n was taunting her, and having fun while doing so. All Karina focused on was how she called her 'baby' and how sweet it sounded coming out of her mouth. Contrasted by the situation she was in, that pet name sent her into action.

It's so easy to get Karina all flustered. Y/n knows that she must be wet and turned on from feeling her friend's lips against her own. She herself was turned on seeing them bent over in their short dresses. Her situation with Chaewon was just beginning to blossom and she was eager to try her out even if it had to be in front of Karina.

Karina gasps into Chaewon's mouth when she feels Y/n's fingers caressing her soft flesh through her panties. Her heart was beating so loud in her ears she thought it was going to stop at any moment. She hates that her body gives into every single touch of Y/n's, no matter how small it is. The tips of her finger brushes against her clothed clit and it feels so good. She reaches over and does the same to Chaewon. Y/n didn't have to touch her to know she was enjoying this but to feel the dampness of her panties indicated that her pussy was leaking. She should be embarrassed about the now visible wet patch on her panties, but Chaewon was admittedly shameless. That's what drew Y/n to her.

"Don't stop kissing her," Y/n gives a warning to Karina who was beginning to falter because of her touch. Y/n pushed her fingers hard against the bundle of nerves which caused Karina to shudder.

The absence of Y/n's fingers applying pressure to her clit almost makes Chaewon whine, but soon she feels Y/n pulling her panties down to expose her pussy. Y/n doesn't know if she's ever seen a pussy so pretty; so pink and swollen. Chaewon's pussy is dripping with arousal. She can visualize herself filling up her sweet twat while Chaewon buries her face buried in Karina's pussy. She scissors her lips apart and watches the strings of arousal form. Y/n groans, unable to control herself, and she leans in to lick her soft pussy to get a taste of her. She was sweeter than she imagined.

Karina's face may be buried into the bed, but there was no way to cover her ears to hide the sound of Y/n's tongue against Chaewon's pussy. She heard her lick and suck on her like she was the juiciest fruit. Jealousy crept up and gave her heart a squeeze, however that feeling became fleeting and replaced with something warmer. On the surface she wanted to remain pissed at Y/n for putting her in this situation, but her growing lust had her feeling something else. She cursed herself for thinking like a horny teenager and prioritizing her arousal over her feelings. The fact that it was Chaewon next to her makes things more complicated. If it was a stranger and not someone she has been friend's with like Chaewon, this wouldn't feel like such a huge betrayal. However, she wouldn't want to be in this position with someone other than two women that she trusts. She finds herself getting pleasure from kissing Chaewon's soft lips, her body getting hotter every time their lips dance together. In her head she's able to spin the situation as her and Y/n caging Chaewon in and having fun with her instead of both of them being at Y/n's whims.

She tenses up when she feels her panties being pulled down. She breaks the kiss with Chaewon and looks back at Y/n. They catch each other's eyes for a split second before Y/n turns her attention back to Karina's pussy. She was face to face with her girlfriend's gorgeous cunt. She doesn't want to compare the two, and won't allow herself to, instead she thinks about how she has the best of both worlds right now. Anyone would be lucky to have at least one of them in bed let alone the both of them.

"You're dripping, Rina," Y/n teases. For someone who seemed so hesitant at first she surely was turned on. "No matter how hard you try to hide it, this cute little pussy always gives you away."

Y/n gives her the same treatment as Chaewon, but it was much harder to pull her mouth away from Karina's twat. She gives it more than one lick, wanting more than just a taste of her sweetness. She wraps her lips around her girlfriend's clit and sucks on it. She's lost in the feeling of her flesh and sounds of her moans, but Y/n isn't so lost that she forgets about Chaewon. Her thumb gently strokes her swollen clit while continuing to suck on Karina's sensitive nub. Even the light brush strokes the fire inside of Chaewon. She pushes back against Chaewon's thumb for more. Both of them began to moan in harmony. Karina was no longer holding back any sort of noise that begged to escape from her throat. It felt too good not to moan, especially when she felt Y/n grab a handful of her ass. Her tongue was constantly rolling over her sensitive clit to get an even louder and bigger reaction out of her. She knows her Karina is weak, that it'll just take a few more strokes of her tongue. And Karina does start to feel like she's going to cum and she lets out a little whimper -- exactly what Y/n wanted to hear.

It's not enough, but for now it is. Y/n, somewhat satisfied, pulls her mouth away from Karina's pussy. She steps back and watches her girlfriend squirm from being denied her pleasure, and it makes her smirk.

"Turn around."

When the two obey, they obey quickly. Y/n loved to throw a command at them just to see them scramble. Desperate. They're so fucking desperate that they'll do anything, and admit to anything.

"So who's idea was it?"

Y/n comes off as menacing standing over them. She wanted to know which one of them had the bright idea of trying to confront her just to satisfy her own curiosity. Karina is silent, not surprising, but it's Chaewon's body language that is telling. She won't even look up at her; she was the culprit.

"'Rina, you've always been the jealous type, but I know you. You get too shy, too clammy sometimes. Chae on the other hand..."

At this point, so deep in it, it really doesn't matter who orchestrated what but Y/n was having too much fun teasing them. Y/n wasn't really that pissed about the situation. Yes, she was annoyed that she was put in this situation in the first place, but Y/n has been seen worse.

"What did you want to get out of this?"

Y/n isn't sure who exactly she's asking that question, but it's Chaewon who answers.

"You were playing us both! It wasn't fair."

"Playing you? Nothing was ever exclusive. I've told you, both of you actually, that no one was going to tie me down. Whatever delusions you made up in your head is your own, not mine."

It stung hearing those words come from Y/n's mouth and it hurt Karina the most. Chaewon was kind of just having some fun, but Karina on the other hand thought this was more. She feels a little stupid for assuming what your position on the relationship was when you've never said anything to her about it.

Karina's feelings are written all over her face. You shake your head in disbelief at her.

"Tsk, tsk. Who taught you to be so selfish, Karina? They teach you how to share when you're young, but you've been spoiled beyond belief. Chaewon, why don't you climb on top and sit on her face? I'm sure Karina will be more than happy to make you feel good."

She didn't intend to come off as greedy, but with a new perspective given to her by Y/n it seems as if she was being selfish all along. She's too clouded by shame and lust to see through Y/n's narrative. So she let her body sink into Y/n's bed as Chaewon swung her legs around her head. Her knees press into the bed while she hovers over Karina's head. She hesitated for just a second before she saw the look Y/n had on her and lowered her sex onto Karina's mouth. Karina was going to be a good girl and listen, so she parted her lips and felt the taste of Chaewon's cunt flood her mouth. She never expected to be so enthused to eat out someone who wasn't Y/n but she found herself gripping her friend's soft thighs and harshly licking her clit.

"Fuck!" Chaewon throws her head back and cries out. Y/n stands there watching them, her arms folded as she enjoys the show.

Y/n's eyes flicker between Karina's tongue lapping at Chaewon's clit and Karina's pussy. Her legs were slightly parted just enough for Y/n to see her arousal glisten in the light. She wanted so desperately to crawl between those legs, but she showed restraint. The last thing she wants to do is send the wrong message to these girls, that they have the ability to make her weak. Instead she waits and indulges in watching the two pleasure each other. Chaewon's tits bounce as her body shakes on top of Karina. Y/n never knew Karina had this in her fingers dig into her hips while eating her out. Chaewon is close to cumming, her moans getting louder and her legs quivering. Karina's tongue is slightly skilled, but it's enough to please. Chaewon is almost doubled over and white-hot pleasure. A string of expletives leaving her mouth. She swirls her tongue around Chaewon's clit, loving the feeling of it pulsing against her tongue. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm close...I'm gonna cum!" Chaewon cries out desperately.

Y/n was a little jealous that the two were seemingly getting wrapped up in each other, almost forgetting that she was standing there watching them. She felt her own arousal making her damp. The first drops of Chaewon's orgasm gush out of her and onto Karina's mouth. Karina hums against her pussy and the further vibrations make Chaewon shiver to the very end of her high. 

Despite the tension between her legs, Y/n felt it was only fair that Chaewon returned the favor and gave Karina the same treatment. She was more than happy to, bending over to place herself between Karina's legs. It was so hot to watch her grab her thighs and push them further apart like she was a wild animal. Her mouth was pressed to Karina's sex within seconds. She got to work lapping at her folds and then her clit. Karina wasn't prepared for the whirlwind that Chaewon was and she cried out in shock. 

Karina was lost in the way Chaewon tongue teased her pussy and how she was still dripping from her own orgasm. She's not sure how Y/n got this far into her head, but she got some sort of from having her friend eat her pussy while she sinks into Y/n’s bed. Y/n had a power over her that no one else has ever been able to achieve. The feeling of Chaewon’s lips curling around her clit hit her like a wave of pleasure and she threw her head back into the pillows, letting out a string of moans.

The pleasure was blinding. She couldn’t focus on anything but the sensations between her legs. It seemed like the sound of Chaewon licking and sucking her was louder than her own moans. Her legs shook uncontrollably as it became impossible to do anything else besides give into the pleasure. It all felt so good

Y/n watched them with a smug look on her face. They were so pissed at her yet here they are, naked bodies pressed together and pleasuring each other one after one. It was cute how Karina still seemed too shy to moan as loudly as Chaewon as she let out little whimpers and sighs. She was shivering.

“You like that?” Y/n asked, amused by how her body was reacting. Karina was able to cut through all the noise, and hearing Y/n’s voice made her cum. 

Chaewon felt the gush from Karina’s pussy against her mouth, just like Karina felt it earlier with her. She loved the taste, lapping at her folds until she could swallow every drop. Both of them were worn from cumming so hard and their bodies got heavier. Karina didn’t mind the extra weight pushing her deeper into Y/n’s bed. She felt it in her bones that her body was too lazy to even try to move. They had to catch their breath and recover as quickly as possible. 

“Well, well, well. Look at you two.”

The tone of Y/n’s voice is condescending. They feel like they’ve just been caught with each other and it makes them straighten out. They weren’t scared per say but they were still on edge, waiting for what might happen next.

“Most people would hold a grudge against their friend for fucking around with their girlfriend behind their back, but not you two…”

Y/n thinks about how much fun they had getting off on her degrading them and having them make each other cum that she’s sticky with her own arousal. If she doesn’t get her release she just might explode.

“Get up and off the bed,” Y/n snaps. She moves them around like they’re her toys. They obey quickly scrambling off the bed, making way for Y/n to lay on the bed. It was as if they knew what she was going to say, reading her mind, and they got down on their knees in front of her. She felt like a queen feeling their nimble fingers pulling at her jeans and eventually her panties.

Y/n's legs hang over the bed, her ass on the edge, and her legs open. The wetness glistens under the lights and both Karina and Chaewon find themselves drooling at the sight. She may be wetter than the two of them combined when they tongued each other down. Her lips were puffy and swollen from arousal, her sex begging to be touched. 

Chaewon moved in first, but Karina wasn't far behind her. Their heads bumped into each other as the craving of Y/n's sweet taste made them feral. Their tongues fought to be the one licking and lapping at Y/n's pussy. Y/n looks down between her legs to see their tongues becoming intertwined. Y/n moans, the sounds motivated by pleasure but also the feeling of power that comes from watching two girls fighting their way to her pussy. She props herself on her elbows to give herself a good view of them licking her cunt in tandem. She watched as Karina overpowered Chaewon and she was able to press her tongue against Y/n's clit. Chaewon settled for sliding her tongue across her folds, the tip of her tongue occasionally poking at her entrance.

"Good girls...good fucking girls," Y/n coos. She can barely speak, but she's so proud to see her girls now getting along with the shared goal of pleasing her. Y/n is so selfish, but she doesn't care. She can't think about anything besides finally feeling the blissful pleasure she deserves. 

Both of them were eager to please Y/n. Karina never thought she was capable of doing something like this. She could feel Y/n’s clit pulse against her tongue. She would move her tongue in a particular way just to see Y/n's reaction. When she saw her furrowed brow and open mouth, it dawned on Karina that this is the first time she's seeing Y/n look vulnerable. The sounds of their tongues and lips on her sex fill the room. It sounded like the two were sucking on a ripe summer fruit. Chaewon hums against Y/n's clit, and it makes her twitch. Her eyes met Y/n's and she felt it, a jolt of pleasure running through her body. She kept a rhythm going against her clit until she felt Y/n tense up and hold her breath. It was like a wave crashing into her as their wet tongues pressed into her flesh to collect every drop of her arousal. They moaned at the taste, and their feast began to create a mess of cum and saliva.

Y/n lets her arms give in and she allows herself to fully melt into her own pleasure. She sinks into the bed and closes her eyes while her girls are softly licking her sensitive folds. She would never admit it to them, but that's probably the hardest she's cum in a while. Earlier in the night when Karina and Chaewon confronted her, Y/n contemplated kicking them out until she figured out what to do with them. She would've confronted them one-by-one, but she's glad she didn't because two heads are better than one. 

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hiii, can i request something with Madison Beer?

Reputation; Madison Beer/Fem!Reader

Content: 2nd POV. College AU, kind of bimbo!reader, themes of slut-shaming (very brief), Madison and reader are roommates, teasing, fingering (reader receiving), oral sex (reader receiving).

Y/n.

A name that was known around campus and in the mouths of many people (and in more ways than one for some people).

You weren't sure when you amassed such a reputation, it seemed like it happened overnight, but you were well aware of what people thought of you. It wasn't necessarily a secret that some considered you a slut and even a bimbo in some cases. There were nasty rumors that you only made it to your senior year of college because you slept your way to better grades. What they say should bother you, but it just doesn't hurt as much as others would think. You go out, you party, and you have an occasional hook-up; nothing more, nothing less. Maybe someone just didn't like you and decided from that day on that you were the girl who will hook-up with anyone.

Madison prides herself on being non-judgemental, which is why she accepted your offer to be roommates in the college apartments for your senior year. You knew of her just as much as she knew of you, only in passing and through what others have said about each of you. She was a sweet girl, got good grades, dated the start football player, and is on the dance team. She was such a cliche and it surprised you that she didn't mind rooming with the "campus whore."

After a few emails going back and forth to get to know each other and one coffee date, it was time to move-in before the semester started. She grew to learn that you were quieter than people proclaimed, but nothing about your outfit screamed nice, quiet girl. Who decides to wear a short, pink dress to move-in into an apartment? At times she swore she could see your ass cheeks and that you weren't wearing any panties. You bopped around the apartment, so happy for a taste of responsibility and privacy that an apartment grants.

"Imagine the parties we could have here. We don't have to go to those nasty frat houses to have fun anymore!"

You were more concerned with the idea of an apartment party than unpacking your stuff. Madison felt a little awkward responding to you as you two weren't that close yet. However, she did like the idea of partying at the apartment compared to the frat houses. It would be much safer and calmer to have a few people over instead of those drug and alcohol fueled ragers. The fact that you two were on the same page about the type of parties you enjoyed more was surprising to her. In fact there was more common ground between the two of you than either expected.

"But, I'd rather stay in and hang out with my roomie anyway."

Madison doesn't know if you're flirting with her when you wink at her or if you're just like that. You've done something like that a few times before and it makes her brain short-circuit. Where people saw a bimbo, she saw a confident girl. Even after people talked shit about you, you still showed up to the places they would be like you didn't have a care in the world.

"So, what should we do for our first night together?"

Two white claws and one rom-com later, and Madison was feeling the buzz. She wasn't drunk, but she was half-way to tipsy and she felt so good. She was enjoying your company more than she expected. You two were clad in pajamas and face masks. After your last round of roommates were either rude to you or disgusting, Madison was a breath of fresh air. And she was really pretty to look at. Now that time was slowing down and you got a good look at her, she might be the most gorgeous girl on campus. It stirred something inside, that needed to have what you wanted. The last thing you want to do is scare her off though.

"You sure you don't want to go out tonight?" You ask, just to test the waters a little bit. "There's supposed to be a senior bonfire around 11 o'clock."

"I'm in no state to go out. Besides, I like being here with you and getting to know you."

She leans in a little to you and it feels like she's insinuating something. You could be seeing things a little hazy thanks to the drinks you had, but you of all people know what the look in Madison's eyes mean.

"I like getting to know you too. I like that you don't judge me."

"I'm not that kind of person.”

The softness of her voice, and the ghosting of her fingers against your thighs, gives the game away. She wants you.

"Can I ask you a question Madi," emphasis on the nickname

"Sure"

"Do you believe the rumors about me?'

"no"

"Would you change your mind if I told you I'm so fucking horny right now."

Madison is at a loss for words, but this is what she wanted. She smiles and leans into you before capturing your lips. Soon the movie on TV becomes forgotten and you two are making out. You expected that you would be the one to raise the temperature, but Madison was groping your tits before you could even touch her. She was popular, but you always viewed her as more reserved. Right now she’s groping you the same way a drunk frat boy would expect you to welcome her advances much more. 

“Can you spread your legs for me?”

Madison was on a little bit of a power trip when you began to respond to her so quickly. Your nightgown rides up as your legs part for her and you expose your pussy. She would never judge, but it was just amazing to her that she was able to crack you open without much effort. She rubbed small circles into your clit just to feel how wet you were and you were dripping. You were wet enough for her to slide not one, not two, but three fingers into your pussy.

“Fuck Madi!” You cried and bit into your bottom lip. You looked up at her while she stared at your pussy opening up to take her fingers.

You pull on the top of your gown to expose your tits. You grope them just like Madison did earlier but you also play with your hard nipples. You give them a squeeze when Madison’s fingers curl inside of you and hit your sweet spot. Her thumb presses into your sensitive clit and rubs into it while fingering you. With her other hand she grabs a hold of your face and makes you face her. She captures your lips again and your kiss is fueled with absolute lust. She was just having so much fun seeing how she could overwhelm you with desire. You let her use you despite not even knowing her personally for more than 24 hours. You wonder if this would be an everyday thing for you two; Madison pleasing you and wanting to see how true the rumors about you were. It excites you thinking about being used everyday in the privacy of your own apartment, you won’t need to go to another campus party again.

Madison felt like it would be impossible to pull her fingers out of your cunt. It was warm, wet, and kept pulling her fingers in deeper. If you feel good she can imagine just how good you taste as well. She reluctantly pulls out of you to be met with you whimpering at the emptiness. However you really felt the magic when she got between your legs and worked her tongue into your pussy. Her tongue was trained on your clit and every so often she would wrap her lips around the sensitive nub. You wanted to scream out so loud, but you weren’t sure how thick these apartment walls were. Instead you bit into your bottom lip and hummed while she ate your pussy. You were surprised by how into it she was but the taste of your arousal flowing onto her thumb was egging her on. She now understands why some of these boys on campus go crazy for you, but tasting you only made her want you for herself. Her boyfriend be damned, he would have to understand that Madison can’t keep her mouth off of her roommates pretty little cunt.

“I’m gonna cum Madi!”

Your voice sounds so sweet to her as you whimper and pant from the pleasure. You held onto the back of her head and buried her face deeper into your cunt. This was turning her on so much that Madison can’t help but shove her hands into her pants and finger her wet pussy. Your juices still remained on her fingers and mixed in her pussy with her own juices. Your legs were shaking from her skilled tongue dancing over your clit until you were cumming against her mouth. Madison didn’t care how loud your whimpers began to grow or that you were starting to become sensitive, she kept licking you out until she was satisfied and had enough. She cleaned up the juices running down your ass, savoring each drop.

When she pulls away she looks up at you and smirks. You lean down and your lips meet once again for the night. The taste of yourself on her lips is the hottest thing you’ve experienced in months, and you’ve tasted yourself plenty of times. You can’t help but wonder if Madison accepted your roommate request just to be able to have this from time to time.

“You should be used to this by now, but look how you’re shaking for me.”

Madison draws a line up your thigh with her finger. Her touch made you shiver and you swear you’ve never been like this for someone in your life.