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Don’t Tease me Baby
Parings: HoodShurixFemReader, Sub!Reader, Bratty!Reader, Mean!Shuri, Dom!Shuri Cocky!Shuri,
Containing: Mature 18+, oral, G!p, teasing, edging, degrading, fingering, use of sex toys, rough sex, praising, daddy!kink, car!edging, face sitting (Reader to HoodShuri), masturbation, etc.
Summary: You had always had a bit of a crush on Ms Udaku ever since you met her. But you rarely said anything about it, because you were too young for her so it was a secret hidden deep within your mind. You kept to yourself, but there were little hints that could show that you had feelings for her, but she was always playing hard to get. You could see the little looks and moments from afar, how her eyes would linger on you, her heart fluttering every time you were near.
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It’s late in the evening so it’s getting dark, the sky a mix of deep blues and black. You were in your pink Cutlass Supreme Coupe, riding back home after a good and chill day at the salon.
You looked hella good too, You were a short and curvy girl, when you smiled your grills gleamed, body thick as hell and packing a big ass. Your hair was in a dark red Mullet, the rest going down to your shoulders as the your bangs hang in front of your pretty face. Your lips are fat and your eyelashes are long. Your nails were long pink acrylics with Cheetah designs and they had cute-ass pink rhinestones.
You had on a cropped white shirt with Pink bold Airbrush letters saying “𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓’ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘 ❤︎︎” that showed off your belly piercing , and with a pink skirt on, hugging that ass and showing that white Thong. To make it even better, you smelled like some bomb-ass vanilla and coco-butter.
You had the munchies after smoking a whole blunt to yourself, and you wanted to get your favorite liquor from the liquor store and some snacks, which was Tequila so you pulled in by a liquor store next to the corner store.
When you got out the car about to walk in the store, you heard a soft, raspy, sultry voice, making your head turn to see Ms Udaku fine ass a few blocks down at the Car Dealer shop talking to her friend.
Her hair was buzzed short, revealing the plethora of tattoos that decorated her neck, arms, and hands that gave her an edgy and dangerous look. She had a silver ring pierced into her tongue, the ring sticking out of her mouth slightly as she licked her lips. Her high and bloodshot eyes made it obvious that she was high out of her mind, and her jaw looked sharp as a blade.
She wore a red and blue Harlem jersey, the baggy clothes adding to her fine ass look. She also had on a gold chain around her throat, and her red dunks completed the look, making Her look almost intimidating; her sharp but yet so very alluring, at the same time. Her eyes and tattoos gave her an edgy aura, and her low voice and slight hint of a drawl made her all the more sexier and attractive.
It felt like time slowed down when you looked at her. She was all the way across the street, but she still emanated a captivating aura that demanded attention. There was something undeniably attractive about her; maybe it was her eyes, her jewelry, the way she held herself, the fact that she was clearly high as hell, all of the above. You were practically rooted to the spot that you were standing in, even after she had already noticed you. Her eyes were fixated on you, and you would’ve thought for a second that her gaze could’ve burn a hole through you.
She kept her gaze locked on you, the conversation she had with her friend already ended. As you approached the liquor store, her mind wandering to several less than innocent thoughts. She let out another puff of smoke from her blunt, her eyes never leaving you as she continued to admire your figure from her spot near the car.
Ms Udaku knew you well, but no matter how many times you both saw each other, you always tried to act as if didn’t. It always amused her, watching you pretend not to see her, and it always left her waiting to see if you’d finally break and say something, which she was expecting you to do so any minute. She had a knowing smirk plastered on her face, enjoying the little game you would always play, only waiting for you to make the first move.
The sight of you acting like you didn’t notice her only made her roll her eyes with a soft scoff, followed by a small smirk. She shook her head slightly as she took another drag as she called out to you.
“Don’ play stupid, prettybaby. It ain’t gon’ do nothin’ but piss me off, you know that. ‘Specially since I know you damn well saw me as soon as you got outta ya car.”
You took a moment to respond, acting like you didn't know she was there, but you could practically feel her eyes raking over you. After a beat, you slowly turned your head in her direction, a look of fake surprise on your face.
"Huh? What you talkin' about... I just got here, wasn't even worried about you Ms Udaku."
The moment you spoke, it immediately made her roll her eyes and scoff again. She took another drag as she looked you up and down, taking in the fact you were purposely acting like an idiot. She knew you were only doing this to rile her up, and it was definitely working.
"Mhm. Quit playin' with me. Ain't nobody gon' act like they don't see me, prettybaby, and you betta' quit that right now ‘fore I get pissed."
The way she talked, that fucking accent nearly made you FOLD into a damn omelette..
Ms Udaku let out a scoff and came to a halt, standing in front of you with her hands on her hips. Her eyes narrowed down at you, and when she spoke, she sounded annoyed, with a hint of aggression in her low, raspy voice.
"Don't play stupid, prettybaby. Like I said, I been seein' you staring at me this whole time. And don't you dare try and act like you don't know who the fuck I am, you hear me?"
The way she talked… the aggression, it’s just so..
She smirked faintly whenever her mind wandered to the thought of you having a crush on her, but it never failed to amuse her. She was older than you by a good amount, and she definitely wasn't playing games with a youngin’. So, her smirk grew as she spoke in your ear again, her voice a low and teasing.
"You think I don't know you got a thang for me, prettybaby? Don't make me laugh, dollface. You way too young to be catching feelings."
Her words were almost dismissive of your crush, emphasizing the age gap between you like a cruel taunt. She knew she had the upper hand, and she was enjoying making you squirm with her harsh but yet gentle tone of voice.
"And don't get any funny ideas either, babygirl. You know damn well people like me don't mess around with people like you. Especially some babyfaced thing like you."
You knew all too well that she knew about your crush, and hearing her call you a youngin’ once again riled you up slightly, making you grumble and roll your eyes. In an act of defiance, you bit your lip and responded with slight irritation, replying with a slight attitude.
"Damn, Ms. Udaku, why you playin' like you don't know I got a thang for you, baby? You ain't sly."
Ms. Udaku had to bite back a laugh when she heard you speak to her like that, feeling both amused and slightly annoyed at the same time. She didn’t really like it when people got mouthy with her, so she spoke up again, replying with a slightly annoyed and sharp voice.
"Girl, you know I'm way too old for you. You betta' keep those pretty lil feelings to yourself and quit trying to get under my skin, babygirl.”
You couldn't hold back a scoff of annoyance when she told you that she was too old for you. Being told that you were too young for her kinda hurt, but it was also kinda irritating at the same time. You were definitely feisty, and clearly you weren't about to back down from this. With a bit of defiance in your voice, you spoke your mind.
"Don't gimme that, Ms. Udaku. I'm not too goddamn young and you know it- I'm a whole adult and I'll do what I want, baby."
Ms. Udaku had to suppress a smirk at your feisty nature; her expression still looked slightly irritated. Her eyes narrowed as she replied with a slight huff, her voice a little firmer than before.
"I don't care how old you are, Prettybaby, you still ain't my age. Why the fuck you still even bother messin' with me when I make it clear that yo’ ass too young for my old ass? I don't need no lil youngin tryna get with me."
Ms. Udaku’s reply was the last straw for you, making you decide that you didn’t even want to go to the liquor store anymore, especially since the last thing you wanted to do was be around her at the moment. Frustrated, you huffed and stomped off, marching back to your car with a pissed off look on your face.
As you got in your car, Ms. Udaku watched you slam the door behind you, clearly seeing how angry and frustrated you were by the interaction. She couldn’t hide the slight smirk that played on her lips as she continued to speak with her friend Riri, not even hiding the fact that she was amused by how pissy you had just gotten.
As you drove off, Ms. Udaku continued to speak to her friend Riri, she couldn’t help but notice the look Riri had on her face; it was evident she wanted to say something. Ms. Udaku quirked an eyebrow at her, silently asking what the hell she was thinking. Her friend smirked and gestured towards you.
“Why you always gettin’ so pissy with her? She’s pretty as all hell, ya’ know… why you keep tellin’ her she too young for you?”
Ms. Udaku let out a scoff and rolled her eyes at Riri‘s question, folding her arms and replying with an annoyed and firm tone.
“Cause she is too damn young for me, that’s why. Look at that pretty lil thing, she’s about twenty years younger than me, I ain’t finna go after no damn youngin like her, period point blank."
Riri didn’t back down, still clearly wanting to get her point through. With a knowing look on her face and a smirk, she replied in a slightly teasing tone.
“But she’s grown, though, baby! Got a grown woman’s body and all, ya’ know… Don’t tell me you ain’t notice all that?”
Ms. Udaku’s cheeks slightly pinked at Riri’s words, knowing that she did notice you. But hell naw, she wasn’t about to admit that out loud; she was too prideful for that. She bit her lip and glanced at your car as it drove away, huffing out a response.
“I… I noticed, okay… But that don’t change the damn fact that she’s still just too young, baby. Like I said, I ain’t goin’ for a youngin’ like her.”
Riri let out a small hum, a small smirk on her face as she saw the way the older woman was getting flustered. She knew that there was no way she hadn’t noticed the hell outta you, and she wasn’t buying no “too young” bullshit from her. She gave her a pointed look, teasing her just a bit more.
“But baby, how you know she’s too young? You ain’t even give her a chance to show you she ain’t some youngin.”
Ms. Udaku knew that Riri was trying to put her on the spot, but she wasn’t about to back down now. She kept the defiant look on her face, trying to keep her cool as she responded, her voice still annoyed and firm.
“She is too young, period. And I ain’t interested in her lil’ youngin’ ass, end of discussion.”
Riri chuckled, clearly amused by how annoyed the older woman was getting. She could tell she was flustered, and she wasn’t about to let her get off the hook.
“Come on now, Baby… You can’t really mean that, huh? That lil prettybaby is too fine for you to pretend you ain’t interested, don’t lie, baby. You know I can tell when you lyin’.”
Ms. Udaku huffed out an exasperated sigh, knowing damn well that Riri wasn’t going to give up. She could feel a slight amount of heat in her cheeks, but she was going to do her best to deny it as much as she could; she was way too proud for that.
Meanwhile, As you drove home, you were definitely still a bit agitated. You took deep drags from your blunt, trying to calm yourself down as the weed slowly started to take your mind off of Ms. Udaku and your conversation with her. You still couldn’t get over how she treated you, and to top it off, you couldn’t believe how she flat out called you a youngin’.
Despite the weed, your mind still focused on the sight of her; the way she looked, the way she spoke, and just how goddamn gorgeous she was. It didn’t matter how much you tried to ignore it, you couldn’t get the fact that you were crushing hard AS FUCK on her out of your head. You huffed as you continued driving, still thinking to yourself with irritation.
Once you got home, you were definitely on a mission. You wanted, no, you needed to get that frustration out of your system, and you knew exactly how you were gonna do it. Tossing your keys to the side and throwing your blunt in your ash tray, you stalked off to your bedroom, a clear idea already in your mind.
As you marched into your room, you immediately started mumbling to yourself, letting out a huff as you thought about your previous interaction with Ms. Udaku. Your mind was filled with a mixture of frustration and irritation, but beneath all that, there was still a hint of attraction. You grumbled to yourself as you continued mumbling.
“Who the fuck does she think she is… ‘too young’ my ass, dammit.”
You tossed your shirt to the floor as you continued mummering to yourself, your mind still thinking about the way Ms. Udaku had called you a youngin’. The memory of it still pissed you off, but despite that, you couldn’t help but think about her, her face, and her damn voice. You growled in frustration as you fumbled with the fastener on your jeans.
As you pulled down your jeans and looked at yourself in the mirror, you couldn’t help but notice just how damn good you looked. Every curve on your body was perfectly shaped, and your ass was on display, looking nice and round and big as hell. The sight in the mirror of your fine ass figure made you bite your lip in response, a hint of appreciation in your gaze.
“All this muthafuckin’ ass and she just gon’ keep on denying me as if she don’t see all this fuckin’ ass…” you scowled rolling your eyes.
You couldn’t believe how fine you were, how your body looked like a damn piece of art. Your curves were on full display, and your ass was just thick as hell. You let out a small hum, your eyes roaming over your reflection in the mirror, still pissed about your previous interactions, but now also taking the time to appreciate your own damn body.
Your hand slowly traced down your hips, running over your curves and admiring how they looked. Your eyes were fixed on the mirror, and in your mind you couldn’t help but think about how Ms. Udaku would react if she saw you like this. The thought of her seeing you made your heart skip a beat.
You couldn’t help but imagine the way she would look at you, her eyes taking you in, running across every inch of your body. You let out a small hum, imagining what she would say, what she would do. It was a little arousing, knowing that she could see how damn fine you looked.
The more you thought about it, the more you felt yourself getting a little bit turned on. Your heart skipped a beat whenever you pictured Ms. Udaku looking at you, and the thought of her seeing and admiring your body was incredibly arousing. You let out a small sigh, noticing that you were starting to get quite excited already from just the thought of it all.
You pulled off your thong with a hint of impatience and need, and when you saw how damn wet they were, it made you gasp in response. You hadn’t realized just how turned on you were by thinking about Ms. Udaku and how damn good your body looked, but seeing the way your underwear were soaked only proved that you were incredibly aroused.
“Fuck… I need that fuckin’ purple damn dildo… I’m so damn wet, shit…”
You closed your eyes, almost losing yourself in the thought of it all. Your breathing was already getting a bit erratic, and you could feel yourself starting to get even more worked up. You knew damn well that you needed relief, and you needed it very soon. The need for pleasure was starting to get to you, and you could tell it wasn’t going to be easy to hold yourself back from giving in to it. It was like a damn itch that only Ms. Udaku’s hands could scratch.
You moved to your bed, laying down and spreading your legs. The thoughts of Ms. Udaku looking at you were still running through your mind, and you couldn’t help but imagine how her lips would feel on your skin. You were practically breathless, the need for relief becoming more intense and urgent by the second.
“Mmm… I need you Daddy…”
you start rubbing the dildo against your pussy, the vibrations from the toy making your legs tremble. You continue rubbing the dildo against your pussy, your free hand playing with your clit. The cool silicone of the dildo feels slick against your wet folds as you rub it back and forth, the vibrations making you whimper softly. You spread your legs wider, the dildo pressing more firmly against you as you try to get relief.
“Oooh fuck…” you moaned out softly.
As you played with the toys, a sense of satisfaction washed over you, the small, almost invisible frustration slowly fading away as you lost yourself in the sensation. Your breathing became a bit more shaky, and a small moan slipped past your lips as you got more and more comfortable. The feeling of the toys against your body sent a small Electric current of pleasure through your mind. As the sensation of the toys began to increase, a small sense of anticipation and excitement filled your mind, making the sensation even more intense…
As you continue to rub the dildo against your pussy, your other hand starts to move faster on your clit, your fingers pinching and rolling the sensitive nub. The combination of the dildo's vibrations and your fingers' movements has you moaning quietly, your free hand gripping the sheets for support.
A string of curse words slipped from your mouth as the sensation on your body grew more intense, your breathing becoming shakier and more erratic. The sound of your moans echoed faintly in your mind, making the tension build more and more.
Between the curse words and moans, a small, barely audible whisper of Ms. Udaku's name came out of your mouth, her name spoken in a shaky and breathless tone. It was like a small subconscious prayer, one you didn't realize you were speaking, but your mind clearly knew who you wanted in the moment.
The vibrations of the dildo against your throbbing clit make your thighs tense, your moans growing louder as you approach your peak. Your pussy gets wetter, the slick sounds of the dildo filling the room.
Finally unable to control yourself anymore, you slip the cool, vibrating dildo inside your aching pussy. The sudden fullness makes you gasp, your back arching as the vibrations pulse through your most sensitive areas. As the dildo slides in deeper, you can feel every ridge and vibration resonating through your core, making you whimper with pleasure. Your hips start to move in rhythm with the toy, fucking yourself slowly at first but gradually gaining speed.
The vibrator hums against your clit as you fuck yourself with the dildo, the double stimulation making your entire body tremble. Your breathing becomes ragged, your whimpers more frequent, as you chase the orgasm that's been building ever since you started.
“Mmm I need you so bad PrettyLady…”
As you become more lost in pleasure, your free hand finds its way to your heaving breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft mounds as you continue to thrust the dildo in and out of your dripping wet heat. Your fingers dig into the supple flesh of your breasts, pinching and rolling your hard nipples between your thumbs and index fingers. The added sensation sends sparks of pleasure straight to your core, making your pussy clench around the dildo and your hips buck uncontrollably. The room is filled with the sound of your moans, the wet slap of your pussy against the dildo, and the gentle jiggle of your bouncing breasts. Your entire body is flushed a deep pink, glistening with a thin sheen of sweat as you race towards the edge of orgasm.
You can feel the pressure building to an almost unbearable level, your body tensing as you try to hold back the impending release. Your nails dig into your breasts, drawing out more whimpers as you pull and twist the sensitive flesh, desperate for more stimulation.
“I’m bout’ to cum…” You whined, feeling your pussy clench around the dildo.
Finally, the pressure becomes too much and you cum hard, your pussy clamping down on the dildo as a powerful gush of fluid squirts out around it. Your whole body shakes as you ride out the orgasm, the dildo still vibrating inside you as you squeeze your breasts and scream in ecstasy. Your body continues to convulse with aftershocks as you slowly withdraw the dildo, still tingling from the intense orgasm. The sight of your sensitive, flushed clit makes you shiver again, your hands moving to gently caress your thighs where some of your fluids have trailed.
After you came, you let out a soft sigh and leaned back against the headboard of your bed, feeling completely relaxed and satisfied. You lay like that for a few moments, still catching your breath and still trying to recover from it all. That was, until a sound from your phone broke you out of your thoughts. You picked up the phone, unlocking it and looking at the message you just received. A small, surprised noise escaped your mouth when you saw the message from Ms. Udaku, seeing the nickname 'prettybaby' that she had given to you.
Seeing that it was from Ms. Udaku, you couldn't help but feel a slight twitch in your gut, but your mind was still hazy from the after effects of your previous.. activities. Nevertheless, you tapped the notification and opened the message, reading what she had sent you. Your mouth fell open just a little once you read the message, eyes widening a bit.
“I'm sorry about that lil argument we had earlier. I got a lil' bitchy, but I ain't mean it Babygirl. Can we talk? I can come to you right now if you want. I just really need to see you, Prettybaby. Baby girl, please.”
Seeing the more sincere and sweet message from her made your heart skip a little beat, but it also confused the hell out of you. It was a little out of character for her to sound like that, and the fact that she was apologizing and saying she wanted to see you and call you by a cute name like that just made you feel a lot of things at once. But you also had to know the reason why all of this was happening, so you quickly sent a reply back.
"Aight, girl, you can come by."
Ms. Udaku's response to your message was quick enough to make your heart skip another beat, and you could practically feel how anxious she was just from those few words.
"Aight Baby, I'm omw right now. See you in a few mins, Prettybaby."
As you saw her response, the words "Prettybaby" echoed in your head, still affecting you and making that fluttery feeling come up in your chest again. You huffed out an exasperated sigh and set the phone down next to you as you began to get yourself dressed, a feeling of anticipation in your stomach at having this older woman coming to your place. You were curious as hell to see what she wanted and… Why she was being so soft?
While getting dressed, you made sure to put some special effort into it. You put on some pretty damn fine makeup with your pretty lashes, making your eyes pop a little more and your lips look even more kissable with your brown lipliner. For clothing, you decided a cute, short white dress shirt showing your cleavage and some short dark blue booty shorts, with some clear sandals showing off your pretty pink toes, with your favorite gold necklace with cursive letters written on them saying 90s Babyy and your hoop earrings. You looked in the mirror, nodding and satisfied with how your outfit looked; even just looking at yourself made the fluttering in your chest grow even more.
You took a few final glances at yourself, admiring the way the outfit hugged your body, how the shirt showed off how much of your thighs were visible with the shorts, and how your earrings just made you look that much more pretty and attractive. You couldn't help the small smirk that came to your face at realizing just how good you looked now, and the idea that Ms. Udaku was gonna see you looking so stunning like this just made that fluttering in your stomach even more intense and… A bit more… exciting…
As you continued to admire yourself, you suddenly felt your phone vibrate in your hand, a notification on your screen catching your attention and bringing you out of your thoughts. Picking it up, your eyes widened a little bit as you saw the notification; it was a text from Ms. Udaku with a simple three word message.
"Come outside Mama."
The moment you read those three short words, that fluttering feeling in your stomach seemed to multiply tenfold, causing your heart to skip a beat as a small, almost silent gasp escaped your mouth. Hearing those words come from her… it was just making you feel more excited as the seconds passed. She sounded almost demanding, dominant… authoritative, and it made a small shiver go up your spine and… made you want more of her…
Without a second's hesitation, you headed over toward the front door, feeling like your heart was going to explode from how fast it was pumping.
As you walked towards the front door, you took one last look at yourself in the mirror, checking just one more time that you looked good, before you opened the door and stepped outside. Stepping outside, the feeling of the night air on your skin made you shiver slightly, but the only thing you were focused on right now was seeing the older woman in her black convertible, waiting for you with an expecting look on her face. She was leaning against the car's hood, arms crossed over her chest, as that gorgeous, smug look plastered on her face.
As you stepped outside, a small shiver went down your spine as the cool night air washed over you. With the way your shirt and shorts hugged your body, you definitely stood out, and Ms. Udaku's eyes immediately widened as she took in your sight. Her eyes slowly moved over you, a look of appreciation on her face as she drank you in, taking in your outfit and how good it looked on you. She smirked at the sight, letting out a small hum of approval as she spoke.
"Look at you… damn pretty baby…"
As Ms. Udaku spoke, a small shiver ran down your spine. Hearing that smooth voice again, and the appreciation in her tone in your appearance… it was just making the fluttering in your stomach and chest even more intense and…more exciting. As she looked you up and down, her eyes slowly traced over your outfit and all of the places where it clung to you and… exposed parts of your body. A small, almost inaudible huff of air left her lips as her eyes finally settled on your outfit's hem, noticing the way your shorts exposed your thighs.
Ms. Udaku was silently admiring you for a few moments before she finally spoke, her voice was… a bit more sultry than usual, and her words came out in a low tone. Her eyes traced over your body once more, pausing at your bare legs for a moment…
"You look fine as hell… Pretty baby… C'mere."
Your brain felt like it temporarily shut down as Ms. Udaku spoke, the sultry tone of her voice and the command in her words sending a small shiver up through your spine and into your stomach. You were about to say something, but your words died in your mouth as her eyes looked over your bare legs. Those words, coupled with her eyes looking over your legs, were making your cheeks start to get a little flushed. A soft, low gasp escaped your lips before you slowly moved towards her car, coming to a stop in front of her.
Ms. Udaku hummed softly as you walked over to her car, her eyes fixated on you like a hawk. In fact, her gaze was practically aflame, as her eyes slowly traveled over your figure, taking in every bit of how good your outfit emphasized your assets, a smirk on her face as she watched you approach.
Once you were standing in front of her, your mind could just feel her presence, her eyes roaming over your body like she was a lioness checking out her prey, and her smirk grew a little bit more.
Before she could say anything else, you spoke up, your voice sounding a little more sassy as you decided to bring up the fact that she had been calling you a youngins and it, in fact, had pissed you off. Leaning against the car a little more so you weren't towering over her, you looked her straight in the eye while you spoke.
"By the way… I don't appreciate being called a youngin, y'know… You act as if I’m a lil’ ass girl tryna get with you Ms Udaku."
Ms. Udaku's smirk immediately vanished from her face, her eyes suddenly widening a little bit as you snapped at her. She hadn't expected you to actually take issue with her using the term in reference to you, and it caught her off guard for a moment. She quickly composed herself, and a small scowl formed on her face as she spoke.
"And you ain't supposed to be getting with an older woman like me, you baby girl. You're too young for that."
Oh here this fine muthafucka’ go…
When she spoke back, she had that tone to her voice again that sent that damn flutter up your stomach and back up into your chest. Her eyes were still locked on your face as she spoke, and even though she had that scowl on her face at your sassiness, there was a different look in her eyes now. Almost like she was challenging you, as if to dare you to sass her again.
"You got too much sass, baby. You can't be talking to me like that."
That attitude of yours was back in full force as you shot back at Ms. Udaku, not backing down from her challenging look. You had a bit of a smart mouth on you, and you weren't sure how much she could handle you being like that, but you wanted to see how far you could push it…
"And who are you to tell me who to talk to? I can talk how I want when I want, baby. Ain't nobody in charge of me, You included."
Little didn’t you know that Ms Udaku gon’ shut your smart mouth ass up real quick..
Ms. Udaku's eyes widened as you immediately shot back at her, her scowl deepening as your attitude just got worse and worse with each word that came out of your pretty mouth. A small scoff escaped her lips as her eyes flickered over your outfit, looking over your tight shorts and bare legs, feeling a hot, frustrated feeling course through her body at how confident and sassy you were being. She wasn't used to being challenged like this, let alone by a young girl with pretty eyes and a gorgeous face.
"You need to learn some goddamn manners, Baby. Watch yo’ fuckin’ tone."
She didn't know where the hell this attitude of yours was coming from, but damn was she enjoying it, even if it was a bit frustrating. Every time that cute smart-ass look appeared on your face, or every time you spoke with that damn sassy tone, her heart just ached even more. She could practically feel the damn butterflies in her stomach, especially as she saw your outfit again, that damn pretty little short shorts and how your bare thighs were exposed…
"You ain't supposed to be talkin' to me like that… I'm an older woman, baby… You need to show respect."
You continued to stare her in the eye, a defiant and confident look in yours, as you finally spoke again, your sassy attitude back in full force. You knew you were being ballsy talking back to her like this, but you couldn’t stop, not when it just felt so good to challenge her dominant energy.
"Why? You too scared of being with a youngin, baby? You afraid you can't handle it or somethin'?"
Ms. Udaku's eyes widened a little bit as you continued your little sassy tirade at her, a small part of her surprised you were going as far as to challenge her in that kind of way. She was tempted to snap right back at you, to put some distance between you and her and tell you to shut your mouth. But… that confident look on your face, and the way you continued to sass her, just fired something up inside of her…
"And what makes you think I can't handle you, baby? You don't know how I really be."
Oh if only you knew that it was YOU who couldn’t handle her…
Her eyes darkened a little bit as she said that, her scowl slowly fading and being replaced with something different, something more… intense and challenging. Ms. Udaku could tell that you were getting a bit bold in your smart mouth, and she didn’t back down as you continued to stare her down with that sassy and hot look in your eyes.
"Why don't you find out how I really be then, hm baby? You really think you bold? I’ll tear yo’ lil’ ass up."
You let out a scoff, trying to keep up your attitude and sassiness, but your heart was racing at how she was looking at you now. You could feel something in the air between you growing more and more intense, and you weren’t about to back down from that challenge in her eyes as you shot back, still not dropping your own challenge in your own eyes.
"I can handle whatever you can dish out, baby."
Ms. Udaku huffed a little breath in a scoff at your sassy reply before her gaze suddenly darkened a little, that intense look in her eyes shifting to something more… dominant. She slowly pushed off the car, and took a few steps towards you, her eyes slowly tracing over your body.
"Oh word? You deadass? You think you can handle me? Aight. Get in yo’ ass in the car, baby."
All of your boldness and sassiness quickly disappeared as you saw her approach you, eyes widening a bit as you heard her command. You were caught by surprise by her suddenly taking control like that, and it instantly sent a shiver down your spine, making that intense feeling in your chest and stomach even more strong.
All you could do was take a deep breath and nod as slowly turned and opened the passenger door, getting in silently.
Ms. Udaku hummed at your compliance, satisfied that you’d decided to be a good girl and listen, despite all your sass before. She watched you go over to the passenger’s side for a moment, looking you over again with her hot gaze before finally opening the driver's side door and getting in. Once she sat down, she buckled her seat belt, then looked over to you, her eyes flickering over to your legs again.
"Put on yo’ seatbelt, baby."
Swallowing a small lump in your throat, you nodded and silently put on your seatbelt, trying to get your thoughts in order after how Ms. Udaku had just switched up on you like that. You couldn’t believe how quickly your sassiness had just been quelled and how quickly that intense feeling in your chest and stomach had just turned into butterflies.
As soon as you were buckled in, Ms. Udaku started the car and shifted it into gear, and began driving off.
The drive was fairly silent, save for the sound of the car’s engine and the quiet air conditioning blasting from the vents. Ms. Udaku kept her eyes on the road, stealing a quick glance at you every now and then, her eyes flickering over your legs, your outfit, before shooting over to the road again. A small smirk played at the corners of her lips as memories of your little sassiness passed through her mind…
You knew you fucked up.
The sound of So Anxious suddenly started playing through the speakers of the car as they stopped at a red light, and, almost immediately, a small little smile tugged at the corners of Ms. Udaku’s lips. A memory immediately passed through her mind, and as the music played, she glanced over at you, noticing that you’d perked up at the song.
Nine o'clock (nine o'clock), home alone (home alone)
Paging you (paging you)
Wishing you'd come over, my place (my place)
After while (after while), let me know (let me know)
We can just keep talking 'bout the last time (last time)
You were here (you were here)
What we did (what we did)
(No sleep 'til morning)
Only bubble baths (bubble baths)
And back rubs (and back rubs)
Hit me back (hit me back)
Girl, I hope you hurry 'cause
I'm so anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty
I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm
So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?
You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm
So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty
I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm
So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?
You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm
It's 10:10 (10:10)
Where you been? (Where you been?)
Did you get my message? (Did you get my message?)
(Your expression is tellin' me that you've been thinkin' the same thang)
The same thang I've been thinkin' (I've been thinkin')
You say you're workin' (say you're workin')
Well, hit me just as soon as you're shift is over (over)
And I'll be waitin' (I'll be waitin')
'Cause I can't sleep (I can't sleep)
For reminiscin'
Reminiscin' about you (about you)
And what we do (and what we do)
Hit me back (hit me back)
And I hope you hurry
So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty
I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm
So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?
You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm
So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty
I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm
So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'?
Said as soon as you hit the door
I'ma pull you down on the floor
And before we get to touch the bed
Baby, back up every word you said
And before we get to hit the lights
And before we start the candlelight
Baby girl, I want to bump and grind
This is something that is on my mind
So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty
I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm
So anxious, girl, could you quit this stallin'
You know I'm a sexaholic, said, I'm
So anxious, so meet me at eleven-thirty
I love the way you're talkin' dirty, said, I'm
So Anxious….
An idea popped into her mind as she turned the volume of the music up, humming along to the song for a moment before clearing her throat and finally speaking, her eyes flickering over your legs again.
“I gotta question for you, pretty thang…”
You turned your head to look at her, a little bit surprised at the sudden break in the silence. You hadn’t been expecting anything, and you were a little curious to find out what she was going to say. You shifted in your seat a little to get more comfortable, and you looked over at her.
“Yeah..? Wassup?”
She continued to look at you for a second, her eyes again darting down to your legs before moving back up to your face. She let out a low hum, a small, almost mischievous note to her voice as she spoke again.
“What that mouth do?”
A/n: Eat Puss- OMG WHO WROTE THAT? 😭
You had to take a moment to process that question, but once you did, your eyes widened a little, and that fluttering in your chest and stomach returned. You weren’t sure where she was going with that question, but by the tone of her voice, you weren’t sure how you should take it. You let out a small breath, a bit stunned by that question.
“Wha- I… What?”
Ms. Udaku let out a small laugh at the way you stuttered over your words, obviously taken a little bit off-guard by her question. She hummed again, her eyes flickering over your body again, admiring it for a moment before she spoke again.
“You heard me, baby. I asked what that mouth do? You ain’t afraid to sass me like that, so I’m tryna see how much you really got… Can you put that smart pretty mouth to good use?”
Ms. Udaku’s words just continued to fluster you more, the heat building up in your body as her eyes continued to look you over, her eyes lingering a bit too long in the places where your outfit was… revealing. You swallowed a small lump in your throat, your face feeling a bit flushed as you spoke again, still trying to stay as… confident… as possible.
“I… Can put it to a lotta good use… You really must tryna find out?”
Ms. Udaku hummed again as she heard your answer, another small laugh escaping her lips as she heard that confident tone that continued to return to your voice. She kept her eyes trained on you as she continued to take you in, her gaze flickering over your figure again.
“I am… I’m tryna find out just how good you can put it to good use, baby… You got a hell of a mouth, after all…”
Ms. Udaku started moving again after the light turned green, but this time, it was with one hand on the wheel and one hand on your thigh. Her hand was resting on your bare skin, and her touch was slow and caressing with her fingers. Her expression was calm and nonchalant, like she wasn’t doing anything wrong. The sensation of her sudden touch on your bare skin made your breath hitch for a second and your chest tighten. You hadn’t been expecting it, and you were too surprised to do anything other than just sit there, your skin warm under her touch. You chanced a glance at her, her calm and nonchalant expression almost driving you insane with the way she just continued to act so casual even while doing that to you.
Your face instantly grew a bright red when her hand went in your shorts, your cheeks flushing from embarrassment and fluster, and for a moment you just silently sat there, trying to keep your breath steady while she slowly moved your panties to the side. You had to bite your lip to stop any sounds from escaping, trying desperately to maintain …her calm and nonchalant demeanor as her hand started going to places you weren’t expecting it. It was like she knew what she was doing, knew how to reduce You to a flustered and embarrassed mess just by moving her hand a little ways up. Your words caught in your throat as you desperately tried to remain composed, but the feeling of her hand moving around had your stomach doing flips and your chest clenching, making it extremely difficult to speak or do anything other than …sit and just let her continue. Your breath was short and ragged, the words you were trying to speak just barely escaping your lips in short and sharp breaths, but they were too quiet for anything coherent to come out. All you could do was just sit and endure whatever Ms. Udaku was going to do, your heart racing in your chest and your skin heated more and more from her touch.
Ms. Udaku hummed another small laugh as she felt your body tense and heard your breathing become ragged. She continued to gently caress your thigh with her fingers, watching as you continued to try and struggle to get your words out. After a moment, she spoke, her voice filled with a taunting tease.
“You gettin’ all nervous, sithandwa? Can’t even get a sentence out?”
Your face only burned hotter at her words and the taunt in her voice. The way she spoke to you, with a slight mocking, teasing tone in her words, just added to the feeling of embarrassment and fluster that was building up in your chest, and you could only manage to bite your lip and let out a shaky breath before speaking.
“N-No… I’m not… I’m not nervous…”
Ms. Udaku hummed again as she heard your stuttering reply, another small laugh escaping her lips at how flustered you were getting by her simple touch. Her fingers continued to gently caress your bare skin, her hand slowly moving up your thigh towards your inner thigh, her gaze flickering over your body again before she spoke again.
“Mhmm…Sure you ain’t, baby…”
Your breath stuttered again as you felt her fingers slowly moving further up your thigh, your heart racing even faster in your chest as she slowly moved her hand up to your inner thigh. Her eyes kept flickering over you, admiring your figure, looking at your bare legs and tight shorts, and the fluster you were already displaying. She was enjoying every second of how nervous and embarrassed you were getting by just a little bit of touching, and she had no intentions of stopping anytime soon.
Ms. Udaku's hand continued its exploration, sliding further up your inner thigh as she kept her eyes on the road. Her touch was deliberate and unhurried, each movement calculated to send sparks of pleasure coursing through your veins.
A soft, husky laugh escaped her lips as she noticed your flushed face and rapid breathing. She leaned in closer, her warm breath ghosting across your ear as she whispered;
“You so easy to rile up, ain't you, Prettybaby? Can't even keep yo’ cool when I touch you like this. I like that about you Sithandwa.”
Her fingers danced higher, brushing against the sensitive flesh just below your mound before retreating back down to your thong-clad sex. She repeated the tantalizing caress, her palm grazing your clit with each pass, stoking the flames of desire burning within you.
You bit your lip hard, trying not to moan out loud as her fingers teased you through your underwear, your hips bucking slightly into her touch involuntarily. Your mind was foggy, unable to think straight as pleasure coursed through you, your body reacting on instinct alone. You looked at her with wide, desperate eyes, your chest heaving with quick, shallow breaths. You wanted to tell her to stop, to pull away, but the words wouldn't form in your mouth. All you could manage was a choked whimper, your hands gripping the door handle tightly as you fought to stay seated and not throw yourself at her. You knew you wanted her, so you ain’t say nothing else.
Ms. Udaku's eyes gleamed with amusement and satisfaction as she witnessed your helpless reaction, your body betraying your attempts to resist. She chuckled low in her throat, the vibrations of her laughter sending tingles through your core.
“Mmm, listen to you whimpering for me, Prettybaby. You love this, don't you? Love how I make you squirm and moan without even touching you proper.”
With a deft motion, she slipped your thong aside, exposing your slick, heated folds to her probing fingers. She stroked through your arousal, gathering the evidence of your desire before circling your clit with gentle pressure.
“Fuck, you wet already? Must be thinking 'bout all the filthy shit I could do to you, huh prettybaby?”
Your head fell back against the seat, a strangled moan escaping your lips as her fingers found your most sensitive spots. You was completely at her mercy, your body trembling and arching into her touch despite your best efforts to remain still. You couldn't hold back the whimpers and gasps anymore, your voice rising in pitch as she worked you over. The sensation of her fingers gliding through your juices and rubbing your clit sent jolts of electricity surging through you, making your toes curl and your thighs quiver.
“Ahh, Ms Udaku... please...” you managed to choke out between breathless moans, your hips rocking against her hand in a desperate bid for more friction. “Don't tease me like this... I need... I need you to... oh fuck…!”
Ms. Udaku's grip on your thigh tightened as she felt your body begin to convulse, your moans growing louder and more urgent. With a wicked grin, she plunged two fingers deep inside you, crooking them to stroke that sweet spot within.
“Mhm lemme hear you, prettybaby. You know you want it, need it. My fingers feel so good inside you, don't they Intombazana emnandi?”
She pumped her fingers in and out of your dripping cunt, her thumb continuing to circle your clit with relentless pressure. The combination of her digits stretching and filling you, combined with the direct stimulation of your nub, pushed you rapidly towards the brink of climax.
As your orgasm built to a crescendo, Ms. Udaku's fingers slowed their pace, allowing you to teeter on the edge without tumbling over. She leaned in close, her hot breath tickling your ear as she whispered.
Hold it, babygirl. Don't you dare cum yet. Think about those new leather seats getting soaked with your juices. Wouldn't wanna be in trouble now, would we?
Her words were laced with playful menace, a reminder of the consequences should you give in to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. Despite the intense pleasure radiating from her skilled fingers, Ms. Udaku maintained control, keeping you precariously balanced on the precipice of ecstasy.
You gritted your teeth, clenching your fists as you struggled to maintain control, your body shaking with the effort to hold back your impending climax. The thought of ruining the car's expensive interior only added to the mental torment, making you resolve waver. But you refused to give in, determined not to submit to her will so easily. With a Herculean effort, you managed to stifle your moans, your chest heaving as you panted through the intense sensations.
“N-no... I won't... I can't...” Your voice trailed off into a series of strained whimpers as you fought the urge to surrender to the pleasure. “Please... just... just a lil’ more...” I begged, my resistance crumbling with each passing second.
Ms. Udaku's eyes sparkled with triumph as she sensed your resolve weakening. She increased the tempo of her ministrations, her fingers plunging deeper and faster into your spasming channel. The lewd sound of your juices sloshing against her hand filled the car, mingling with your ragged breaths and muffled whines.
“Oh, look who starting to beg now. You want more, don't you, Prettybaby? Want me to make you cum so hard you see stars? Look at you, moanin’ and shit like the pretty lil’ whore you is Baby.”
She rubbed your clit with merciless intensity, the pressure bordering on painful as she coaxed the last dregs of your self-control. Her free hand reached out to cup your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze as she leaned in close.
“You wet my muthafuckin’ seats? And I promise you that’s yo’ ass when we get to my house. Ngaba fucking uyandiqonda?” (Do you fucking understand me?)
You couldn't take it anymore; the pleasure was too intense, the threat too real. With a keening cry, you finally surrendered, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. Your inner walls clenched around Ms. Udaku's fingers as you came undone, waves of ecstasy washing through you in rapid succession. You were vaguely aware of the wetness spreading across the seat, but your focus was entirely consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body.
“Ahhh, fuck! Ms... Ms... UDAKU!” You screamed her name, your voice raw and hoarse as you rode out the aftershocks of your climax. Tears streamed down your face, your body trembling with the force of your release.
A/n: Yo’ ass in trouble now. LMAOOO 😭.
Ms. Udaku snatched her hand away from your shorts, leaving a trail of your slick arousal on the leather. She let out an exasperated sigh, shaking her head as she watched the evidence of your disobedience spread across the seat.
“Damn, prettybaby, what the fuck? You really got me fucked up now. Wettin’ my brand new seats and not listenin' to my goddamn orders? That's some wild disobedient shit right there.”
She smacked your thigh hard enough to sting, her palm leaving a red imprint on your sensitive skin. The pain served as a stark contrast to the pleasure she'd just provided, a harsh reminder of the consequences for not following her rules.
“When we to my place, I'ma deal wit’ yo’ naughty ass proper. You betta’ believe I ain't letting you forget this lesson. Tch, wettin’ my seat like you muthafuckin’ crazy..” She mumbled the last part with irritation.
The way she was speaking and the way she smacked your thigh your had heart racing in your chest and your cheeks flushing from a mix of fluster and embarrassment. Despite being scolded, her tone and words were turning you on more than you would ever admit, and you could feel your thighs clenching together more as a mix of arousal and fluster built up in your chest.
Ms. Udaku continued to look ahead at the road in front of her, her gaze flickering to the evidence of your arousal staining her seats before glancing over to you again. She let out a small huff, trying to contain her irritation at the mess you’d just made, but you were making that difficult. She felt her own heart rate beginning to increase as she remembered how you’d started this whole thing between you, and how obediently you were letting her take control now.
You didn’t respond, but you sat there quietly, listening to her scolding you and letting the heat build up in your chest. Ms. Udaku continued, now reaching her arm over to your lap and grabbing your chin, turning your head to look at her. She looked you up and down again, her eyes taking in your flushed cheeks and the look in your eyes, before speaking again.
“You ain’t got nothin to say for yourself? Nothin’ at all to say for wetting my damn seat?”
You swallowed a small lump in your throat as you looked at her, her hand roughly grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at her. Your face was flushed red, partly from embarrassment, and partly from arousal, and the way she was looking at you only made your heart race even faster in your chest. You struggled for a moment to find the words to speak, letting a shaky breath escape you as you tried to reply. “I.. I’m sorry..
Ms. Udaku chuckled softly at your response, a small, almost mocking noise escaping her lips as she heard you apologize. She gave you another quick look over, her eyes flickering over your face and the flustered expression you were currently displaying before she spoke again.
“You betta’ be sorry, prettybaby. ‘Cuz I ain’t gonna show you no mercy when we get to my place. Not at all.”
Ms. Udaku finally parked infront of her house, a rather large and modern-looking structure, situated in a nice neighborhood. The exterior was clean and upscale, a testament to the luxury that lay behind those doors. With a small satisfied hum, she turned the car off, unbuckling her seat belt before turning her gaze back over to you. She looked you over again, her gaze taking in your appearance and the mixed expression on your face before grabbing your jaw again and forcing you to look at her.
“Come on, prettybaby.”
She opened the door and stepped out, walking around the vehicle to pull you out by the arm. As soon as you were out, she pulled you flush against her, her hands roaming possessively over your body.
She led you towards the front door, her grip firm on your hand as she navigated you through the foyer and into the living room. The space was sleek and modern, with dark hardwood floors and minimalist decor. Ms. Udaku guided you further, until you stood in front of a staircase leading upstairs.
“Upstairs, third door on the left.”
You nodded and followed her lead, ascending the stairs and making your way down the hallway as instructed. Upon reaching the third door, you paused, taking a deep breath before pushing it open. The room was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the bed looked inviting, covered in plush pillows and silk sheets.
You stepped inside, closing the door softly behind yourself. Turning to face Ms. Udaku, you found her standing in the doorway, her eyes raking over your form with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest as you awaited her next move.
Ms. Udaku closed the door behind her, the click of the lock echoing through the room. She moved towards you with purpose, her hips swaying subtly with each step. Once she reached you, she cupped your face in her hands, tilting your head up to meet her gaze.
“You betta’ be ready for this, 'cuz once I start, I ain't stoppin’ till I'm done with you. And trust me, prettybaby, I'm gon’ make sure you remember this night for a long-ass time.”
With that, she crashed her lips against yours in a fierce, dominating kiss. Her tongue pushed past your lips, claiming your mouth as hers. One hand slid down to grab your ass, squeezing it roughly as she ground her hips against yours.
You gasp into the kiss, your hands coming up to grasp at her shoulders as you melt into her embrace. Your own tongue darts out to tangle with hers, meeting her fervor with equal passion. The rough squeeze on your ass sends a jolt of pleasure through you, and you can't help but moan into her mouth as your bodies press closer together.
When she finally breaks the kiss, leaving you both panting, you stare up at her with wide, lust-filled eyes. Your chest heaves with each ragged breath, and you could feel the heat of her body seeping into yours.
“Please,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. “I need fuckin’ need you Daddy please...”
Ms. Udaku grinned wickedly, clearly pleased by your desperation and the nickname. She reached down, grabbing the hem of your shirt and yanking it upwards. The fabric ripped easily, exposing your breasts to her hungry gaze. She palmed them roughly, pinching and twisting your nipples between her fingers.
“Aight then, since you beggin' so prettily... Let's get you naked and on this bed. I wanna see every inch of this fine-ass body.”
With that, she pushed you backwards onto the mattress, quickly stripping off her own clothes. Her toned physique was on full display, and she wasted no time crawling over you, her weight pressing you into the pillows as she captured your mouth in another searing kiss.
You moan into the kiss, your back arching as she palms your breasts. The sensation of her fingers on your sensitive nipples sends jolts of pleasure straight to your core. When she pushes you back onto the bed, you eagerly comply, watching with hooded eyes as she strips off her clothes.
Her toned body is a feast for your gaze, and you drank in every curve and contour as she crawls over you. The feeling of her weight on top of you, the heat of her skin against yours, it's almost overwhelming. But when your mouths meet again, you lose yourself completely, kissing her back with equal fervor.
Her huge, thick cock stands proudly erect, jutting outward with pulsing veins that trace its impressive length, her thick shaft bobbing slightly, already leaking pre-cum.
You wrap your legs around her waist, pulling her closer as you grind against her. The friction is delicious, and you can already feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Breaking the kiss, you pant out.
Ms. Udaku quickly stripped away your remaining clothing, leaving you bare and exposed beneath her. She gazed upon your nude form with a predatory gleam in her eye, her hands continuing their traveling between your thighs.
Her hand slipped between your thighs, fingers finding your slick folds. She groaned at the warmth and wetness she encountered, rubbing your clit in slow circles.
“Fuck, you so damn wet for me prettybaby... You musta’ been thinkin' 'bout this all day, huh?”
She pumped two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sweet spot deep within your pussy. Her thumb kept up its relentless stimulation on your clit, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through your body.
A sharp cry escapes your lips as she sucks on your nipple, the mix of pain and pleasure making your toes curl. You buck your hips against her hand, desperate for more friction. The words from her mouth only fuel the fire burning within me, and you whimper, "Y-yes, I've been thinkin’ bout’ you all day..."
Her fingers pumping inside you send waves of ecstasy crashing over you, and you can feel your walls clenching around her digits. The pressure on your clit is intense, bordering on painful, but you craved it. You needed more.
"I want you," you pleaded, your voice high and breathy. "Please, fill me up. I need to feel you inside me."
You reach down, your hand finding hers where it's working your clit. You guided her movements, showing her exactly how you liked it.
Ms. Udaku's grin widened at your plea, her eyes gleaming with lust. She removed her fingers from your dripping cunt, bringing them to her mouth to lick them clean. The sound of her moaning at the taste of your arousal only spurred her on further.
"Aight, since you askin' so nicely..."
She positioned herself between your thighs, the head of her cock nudging against your entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, she buried herself balls-deep inside you. A guttural groan escaped her as your tight heat enveloped her dick.
"Ooooh fuck prettybaby, you feel incredible wrapped 'round my dick like this. So goddamn tight..."
She began to move, setting a relentless pace as she pounded into you. Each stroke was deep and forceful, hitting that sweet spot inside you with precision.
The sudden intrusion of her thick cock stretching your walls had you seeing stars. You scream out in pure bliss, your nails digging into her back as you clung onto her. The sensation of being so fully filled, of having her throbbing length pulsing inside you, it's indescribable.
"Ooooh Yes Daddy!, yes, fuck! Just like that!" You cried out, your voice raw with pleasure.
You met her thrusts eagerly, your hips rising to greet each plunge of her cock. The slap of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by both your mingled moans and grunts. You can feel her hitting that special spot deep within you with every stroke, sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through your veins.
"Don't stop, oooh fuck please don't ever stop daddy!," you begged, your words punctuated by gasps and whimpers.
Ms. Udaku panted heavily, her rhythm faltering slightly as she struggled to maintain control. Your tight, wet heat was driving her wild, and she could feel her climax approaching fast.
"You gon’ cum on my dick like a good girl prettybaby?" she demanded, her voice strained with effort.
She changed the angle of her thrusts, aiming directly for that magic spot inside you. Her pubic bone ground against your clit with each movement, pushing you closer to the edge.
"C'mon, prettybaby, show me what you got. Milk this fuckin’ dick dry baby!”
With those words, she slammed into you one final time, grinding her pelvis against yours as she erupted deep within your spasming channel. Her orgasm seemed to last an eternity, wave after wave of intense pleasure coursing through her as she emptied herself inside you.
The feeling of her cock pulsating inside you, filling your pussy with her hot release, is enough to push you over the brink. Your inner walls clamp down around her throbbing length, milking her for every drop as you came undone beneath her.
"Oh god, oooh fuck, I'm cummin’!" You wailed, your body shaking violently as the most intense orgasm of your life rips through you.
Your vision blurs, and you could barely hear anything over the roar of blood in your ears. You’re dimly aware of her grinding against you, prolonging both our climaxes, until finally, you both collapse in a sweaty, trembling heap.
Ms. Udaku pulled out of your dripping pussy, causing a small gush of fluid to escape and trickle down your thighs. She stood up, towering cover you as she stretched her lithe frame. Her cock, still semi-hard, bobbed between her legs, a testament to the intensity of your coupling.
She wasn’t done though.
Ms. Udaku gestured for you to turn around and straddle her face, her eyes gleaming with renewed hunger. Once you'd positioned yourself, she grasped your ass cheeks, spreading them wide open to expose your soaked, twitching hole.
"Mmm, look at this pretty pink pussy, all juicy and ready for more," she purred, her hot breath wafting over your sensitive flesh. "I'm gon’ eat this sweet cunt till I hear yo’ pretty voice screamin’ my name again."
Without further preamble, she dove in, her tongue delving deep into your core. She lapped at your juices, savoring the tangy flavor of your arousal. Two of her fingers pushed inside you, curling to rub that magical spot as her mouth worked overtime to bring you to another peak.
As soon as her tongue touched your swollen, throbbing clit, you let out a loud moan. Her fingers plunging into your pussy, curling to hit that perfect spot, had your hips jerking forward involuntarily. You gripped the bedspread, your knuckles turning white as you fought to stay seated on her face.
"Ooohh fuck, yessss! Eat my pussy daddy!, make me cum again!" You begged shamelessly, your voice high and needy.
Her oral assault was relentless, her tongue flicking rapidly over your clit as she pumped her fingers in and out of your clenching channel. The dual stimulation was too much, and you felt the familiar tension coiling in your belly, building towards another explosive climax.
Ms. Udaku intensified her efforts, doubling down on her techniques to drive you over the edge once more. She sucked hard on your clit, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled the sensitive bud into her mouth. At the same time, she curled her fingers deeper inside you, grinding against that sweet spot with deliberate intent.
“Come on, prettybaby, give it to me," she urged, her voice muffled by your pussy. "Cum all over my face like a good lil’ slut you is.”
Her words, along with the unrelenting stimulation, proved to be the final push. With a keening wail, your body seized up, your inner muscles clamping down on her invading fingers as a torrent of pleasure crashed over you. Wave after wave of ecstasy pulsed through you, your juices flooding Ms. Udaku's mouth as she drank in your release.
You came so hard you saw stars, your whole body convulsing as the most intense orgasm of your life ripped through your body. You screamed Ms Udaku's name like a prayer, your voice hoarse from shouting. Your pussy clenched and spasmed around her fingers, gushing fluids that drenched her chin and dripped down her throat.
"Ah-ah-AHHH!! Oh fuck, OOOH DADDY, YES!!" You howled, your words dissolving into incoherent cries of pleasure.
As the aftershocks subsided, you slumped forward, your arms wrapping around the back of her head as you held yourself up. You was completely spent, your mind foggy and my body limp with satisfaction.
Ms. Udaku gently released your quivering pussy from her mouth, licking her lips to savor the taste of your release. She looked up at you with a smug, satisfied grin, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Well, well, well... looks like someone's a natural-born lil’ cumslut," she teased, wiping her chin with the back of her hand. "I knew yo’ young ass would be a quick learner, prettybaby."
She stood up, towering over you as she brushed off her knees. Despite the exhaustion etched on your features, Ms. Udaku's own energy seemed to have reached new heights. She reached out, running a finger along your jawline before tilting your face up to meet her gaze.
"But don't think we done yet, sweetheart. I’m still tryna’ find out what that pretty mouth can do fo’ a lady like me.”
“Emadolweni akho intombazana emnandi.” (On your knees sweet girl)
At her command, you sank to your knees without hesitation, looking up at her with a mix of submission and desire. Your mouth watered at the thought of tasting her, of pleasing her in whatever way she desired.
"Yes ma'am," you breathed, your voice husky from exertion and arousal.
You opened your mouth wide, displaying your eager tongue and the wet heat of your awaiting throat. You wanted nothing more than to serve her, to show her just how devoted you could be to satisfying her cravings.
A low, approving chuckle rumbled in Ms. Udaku's chest as she took in the sight of you kneeling before her, so willing and pliant. She reached down, threading her fingers through your hair and guiding your head closer to her pelvis.
"That's it, babygirl, show me what a good lil’ cocksucka’ you can be," she purred, her free hand gripping her thick dick and stroking it teasingly. "Get that pretty mouth wrapped around my dick and suck me dry. Show me you can handle a older woman like me Usana."
With a firm tug on your hair, she pressed the tip of her cock against your lips, coating them with her precum. The musky scent filled your nostrils, making your mouth water in anticipation.
"Now, open wide and take it all in prettybaby. Be a good girl fo’ me ya hear?"
You obeyed immediately, parting your lips and taking her thick cockhead into your mouth. You moaned softly around the intrusion, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her precum. As she guided more of her length past your lips, you relaxed your throat, allowing her to slide deeper until she hit the back of your mouth.
“Mmm...” you hummed in approval, your nose pressing against her pubic bone as you began to bob your head, sucking eagerly on her dick. You ran your tongue along the underside, tracing the prominent vein before swirling it around the head, lapping up every drop of precum you could find.
Your hands came up to grip her muscular thighs, holding onto her for balance and leverage as you worked her cock with increasing enthusiasm.
Ms. Udaku groaned, her head falling back as she savored the feeling of your warm, wet mouth enveloping her cock. Your eagerness and skill sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core, and she couldn't help but thrust her hips forward, fucking your face with shallow strokes.
"Fuuuck, oooh yes prettybaby, just like that, babygirl," she gasped, her grip on your hair tightening. "Take it all, baby. Show me how much you love chokin’ n’ suckin’ on my big black dick."
She picked up the pace, her thighs tensing as she fucked your mouth harder. The sound of saliva and precum mixing with her grunts of pleasure filled the room, punctuated by the occasional slap of skin on skin as her balls swung against your chin.
You gagged slightly as she picked up speed, but you didn't pull away. Instead, you focused on relaxing your throat, letting her thick cock slide deeper with each thrust. You felt her pulse throbbing against my tongue, and it only spurred you on.
“Mm..mmm..!” You moaned around her dick, the vibrations adding to her pleasure. You looked up at her, both your eyes locking as you sucked harder, your cheeks hollowing with the effort. You could feel her getting close, her movements becoming more erratic as she chased her climax.
With a surge of determination, you doubled your efforts, sucking fiercely and fondling her heavy balls. You wanted to make her come undone, to drink down every last drop of her warm nut.
Ms. Udaku's control snapped, her hips bucking wildly as she hurtled towards orgasm. With a guttural roar, she buried herself to the hilt in your mouth, her cock pulsating violently as she erupted.
“Oooh yes!, swallow it all, prettybaby!" she bellowed, pumping spurt after spurt of warm, sticky nut directly onto your tongue. "Drink my load, prettybaby!"
Her grip on your hair became nearly painful as she rode out her climax, grinding her cock against your palate and forcing you to take every drop. Finally, with a shuddering sigh, she pulled out, her softening member slipping from your lips with a wet pop.
You swallowed hard, gulping down the copious amount of semen that flooded your mouth. Some dribbled down your chin, but you licked it up eagerly, savoring the rich, salty flavor. When she finally released her hold on your hair, you sat back on your heels, panting heavily.
Ms Udaku reached her arm over, grabbing your chin again and forcing you to look at her. Her thumb gently caressed your cheek, a light, satisfied smile on her lips. Her tired, satisfied eyes looking you over again, before she spoke again, her voice still slightly winded from the action.
“Did you enjoy yourself, babygirl? Yo’ ass satisfied that I finally stopped teasin’?”
You were just as winded as she was, your chest heaving as you struggled to catch your breath. You nodded weakly, your body feeling almost numb but entirely satisfied, and you could only manage to respond with one word.
“Mhm…”
Ms. Udaku smiled at your response, your agreement, and leaned over to you, her fingers still lightly caressing your cheek. She gave you a satisfied hum again as she continued to admire your exhausted expression, before giving you a small kiss on the temple, her lips staying on your skin for a couple of seconds before she pulled away.
”Good… Aight now, lemme get you cleaned up…”
Ms. Udaku picked you up and carried you over to the bathroom, her arms holding you up with ease as she carried your tired and weary body. The walk was short, and she made her way over to the shower, turning it on and making sure the water was the right temperature before gently placing you inside and closing the door behind her.
She then pulled out her phone, quickly sending a text to Riri, not bothering to type with proper grammar as she tapped the screen, sending a short and simple message; “Got the lil prettygirl wit’ me.”
She put her phone away, looking down at herself and grimacing at her current, sweaty and messy state. She quickly stripped bare, stepping into the shower with you and letting out a sigh as she felt the warm water hit her body, washing away the sweat and the other evidence of the past hours of action.
She walked up behind you, her body coming up close to yours and pressing against yours. She wrapped her arms around your body, her chest pressing into your back, and she leaned her chin on your shoulder, closing her eyes and letting the warm water run over her body before speaking again.
”Let me wash you, babygirl..”
A/n: timeskip cuz I’m ready for this sorry to end lol.
After the shower was over, Ms. Udaku had dried both of you off, wrapping a towel around you before picking you up again and carrying you to her bedroom. She gently sat you on the bed, making sure you were dry and comfortable before tucking you into the bed, pulling a blanket over your body. She sat down on the edge of the bed, watching you as you slowly started falling asleep, a small smile on her lips. She then pulled out her phone, tapping the screen as she unlocked it, opening the conversation she had with Riri and quickly typing a new message.
She let out a small sigh as she began typing, her fingers moving quickly over the keys, the screen lighting up as a series of words appeared with each tap.
As she chucked at the message, she put her phone down and turned her gaze back over to you, seeing you passed out on the bed, a small smirk on her lips as she looked at your sleeping figure. She let out another satisfied hum as she stood up, walking over to the door and turning off the lights before making her way back over to the bed and crawling in as well, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close to her.
She pressed her body forward, molding against yours and cradling you against her chest, her arms holding you close against her. She buried her nose into your hair, taking a small breath before speaking again, her voice quiet and soft.
“I guess you my woman now prettybaby… Ubusuku obuhle intombazana yam emnandi.” (Goodnight my sweet girl)
A/n: this shit was rushed buuuut.. hope y’all enjoyed. And I been HELLA busy lately with work and allat shit. So my apologies for being gone for so long pooks 💋.
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From the car files: the 1974 Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon.
#vintage advertising#vintage illustration#70s cars#olds#oldsmobile#oldsmobile cutlass#1974 oldsmobile#1974 oldsmobile cutlass#gm#general motors#olds rocket v8#rocket v8#grand touring#’74 cutlass
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1987 Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon for Sale
Caught this dumb somebitch tell em send me my three tastefullysimple kits before I blow they asses up with pamphlets it's not cocaijlne in the lm pure d food material goddamnit I took a picture of why India ordered it for me goddamnit like I showed yaw muthafuckas try me
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I don't understand why I love the Cutlass Supreme and the Saab 900 of the same era, but the Cutlass Salon, clearly similar to the Saab, misses the mark. It's so close, though.
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1980 Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon
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1986 Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon & 442
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@cutlassryderz (@get_regrann) - 🔥🔥Owners: @countryboimarc_ 🔥🔥 I take no credit for these photos. Thank you to anyone who photographed these cars. 🥇🏆🚀🏵🏅 #cutlass #gbody #gbodies #oldsmobile #gbodyshuffle #gbody #cutty #cutdog #rucci #rocketpower #442 #hurstolds #salon #car #brougham #supreme #cutless #cutlassryderz #cuttynation #cars #forgiato #forged #lsswap #corleone #americanmuscle #old #oldschool - https://www.instagram.com/p/B1oAp6wnQu-/?igshid=1wxofwowbniin
#cutlass#gbody#gbodies#oldsmobile#gbodyshuffle#cutty#cutdog#rucci#rocketpower#442#hurstolds#salon#car#brougham#supreme#cutless#cutlassryderz#cuttynation#cars#forgiato#forged#lsswap#corleone#americanmuscle#old#oldschool
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Publicité Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon USA 1978. - source Naranthiran Shanmugasundaram.
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📂📂📂 Gimme three at once!!!
A glutton for punishment, eh? Ok then! I have three head cannons based on forgotten/under-utilised characters in the Rayman series.
1) Remember Rayman’s ‘Wife’ from the cutscenes of Rayman Origins on PSVita? I headcannon that after Rayman fled from her giant scissors the jilted girl (Headcannon name: Delilah) picked herself up and started up her own hair salon in the Glade of Dreams. She is a really popular and respected stylist so no haircut is too much. She turned her heartbreak into a booming business, and has more or less gotten over Rayman dumping her…even though he still chooses to keep some distance from her salon XD
2) Razorwife from Rayman Arena was originally invented by Razorbeard to be his equal, someone he could have as a companion who would agree with everything he did (basically stroke his ego). Buuuuut turns out she developed a will of her own, and while happy to be Razorbeard’s wife she wanted to enjoy the world the way the wife of an Admiral would. She isn't interested in war or plunder or any pirate activities. So basically she‘s a neutral party who often visits the Glade for errands and shopping trips (it’s that trope of the hero and villain both shopping in the same supermarket XD). She always pays her way and surprisingly the people of the Glade towns quite like her as a customer XD
Oh and I adopt the headcannon that Razorwife goes by the name ‘Cutlass’. It helps put people at ease not constantly being associated with her husband and it has a nice ring to it.
3) As a result Cutlass regularly visits Delilah’s salon. The two are good friends and love to spill the tea at Cutlass’s hair tuning appointments (Cutlass’s hair is composed of metal strands formed into a beehive, so Delilah always has pliers on hand!). They’re not sharing any battle plans or secrets, just typical girl gossip XD
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Shuffle Playlist - Rewrite - Part of Your World - Harry Hook x Reader - part 6 - Makeovers and little sisters
guess who wrote this part last night and forgot about it the entire day~ me
your outfit:
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Mal stepped over a pile of green sludge as she carefully dodged a passing isle resident, they turned to snarl at her but gasped as she turned back and bared her teeth, forcing her bit of magic left in her to let her eyes glow.
The resident bolted off, not wanting to stay around the daughter of Maleficent any longer. Mal sighed, shaking her head slightly to rid of the small headache that had suddenly appeared.
“note to self, glowy eyes hurt here” she muttered to herself, she had forgotten that pushing that bit of magic up into her head had caused her headaches on the isle.
She stopped in front of Curl up and Dye, brow-raising at the sign on the door.
‘closed until midnight’
She huffed, glancing behind her to see if anyone was watching before pushing open the door and stepping inside. Immediately the low sound of music bombarded her senses, the smell of chemicals swirling around her, and the vision of paint splatters all over the walls and floors making Mal laugh.
Dizzy had been busy while she had been gone. She drew back the plastic curtains used to keep cold in those big ass refrigerators at grocery stores and peered into the hair salon, smiling as she watched dizzy spin around with her broom and dance while she swept up hair from the night before.
Mal got a good look at Dizzy’s attire as she moved about the room, dark forest green overall shorts splattered with dye and paint with multicolored pins decorating the torso, faint purple ripped leggings, a dull faded pink t-shirt underneath, bright yellowish gold-painted gloves with metalwork bits and bobs glued on, dark green sneakers with painted gold fabric laces, her family crest ring on her left pointer finger, and her usual glasses and headphones on her head. Mal smiled again, remembering Evie always trying to encourage Dizzy to create her own style than to always wear that sickly green and yellowish colored dresses her mother always made her wear.
It had looked like she had followed Evie's word. Dizzy did one last spin, her eyes going wide as she finally spotted Mal. “MAL!” she squealed, making the older teen wince a bit from the high pitch. Dizzy ripped off her headphones from her ears and tossed them around her neck, giving a wide grin at the blonde-haired Mal. “is Evie back too?!
Mal gave the young teen a shrug and shook her head “no, just me” she hummed, suppressing the smile she wanted to give to dizzy as the girl's shoulders dropped in disappointment. She took another look around the salon, letting one of her old smirks grow on her face “you’ve really gone all out here….looks good” Dizzy’s downturned eyes turned to a bright grin as she looked around at her work.
“forgot you guys don’t open till midnight….think you can break a few rules?” Dizzy pursed her lips and set the broom on an empty chair, walking over to Mal and grabbing onto her long-curled hair.
“the blonde with purple tips?” Dizzy sighed, giving Mal a bored look “completely washes out your face and I can't even tell your skin and hair apart” Mal let out a little snort and shook her head. Dizzy grabbed her arm and lead her to one of the empty salon chairs and spun her around. “how far can I go?” she hummed, leaning on her palm and smirking down at Mal.
Mal shrugged “honestly, do whatever, just make it….me” she hummed, smiling as Dizzy squealed in excitement and walked over to her huge bottles of chemicals and picked up the dark bubbling purple one. She spun around, grinning as Mal gave her a slightly nervous look.
“let's do this” Dizzy giggled, skipping over to Mal and setting the dye onto the table next to the chair and grinning down at her. Mal pressed her lips together tightly as she looked up at the scheming young teen.
“don’t burn me” she muttered, closing her eyes and slumping in the chair, preparing to let Dizzy do whatever she wanted.
“I won't ~”
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You grunted as you struggled to put on the black ripped up skinny jeans you had bought two months ago, while they fit perfectly it was always a hassle to get them past your hips.
“come on you stupid- AH!” you tumbled over and hit the carpet with a loud thump, leaving you on the floor groaning in pain.
You shook your head and pulled at the hem of your jeans, laughing in victory as they finally slid over your hips and were buttoned over your stomach.
You stood from the floor and grabbed your black combat boots, quickly shoving them on and tying them. You paused, looking down and cursing, the entire time you had somehow forgotten your shirt.
You zipped up the boots and rushed over to your dresser, pausing as you saw one of Harry's rare-non ripped tank top hoodies sitting folded in your dresser. You snorted as a dumb thought came to mind, but decided to go through with it.
“time to cosplay Harry” you laughed to yourself, sliding on the large tank top and flipping the hood down. You grabbed your skull belt and slid it into the pants loops and buckled it. You stopped for a moment, looking at yourself in the standing mirror sitting next to your dresser, and crossed your arms. “It's missing something” you hummed, tilting your head.
It hit you a moment later and you grabbed your copy of Harry and Gil's dorm room key and bolted across the hallway, unlocking their door and running over to Harry's closet, grabbing one of his old black and red leather isle jackets. You smiled at the spray panted Hook symbol on the back and slid the slightly heavy jacket on, it somehow fit you perfectly, but you guessed it was because it was one of his jackets from when he was younger, and more around your size.
You grabbed one of his sets of leather gloves and slid them on, taking it upon yourself to also raid his ring stash. You smirked at the tentacle ring, and slid it onto your pinkie, it was probably your favorite one besides his ruby ring with the black band.
You looked into Harry's mirror and smirked, now you were ready. Your shoulders dropped as something silver and metal caught your eye in the mirror, you spun around, gasping as you saw Harrys hook sitting on his bed, next to his sword. “that idiot” you groaned, smacking your forehead with your palm and walking over to his bed and grabbing the precious hook and his sword. You slid the hook through your belt loop and looked around for his sword's sheath.
You found it resting against his dresser, you grabbed it and slid the sword into it, before taking off your jacket and slipping the sheath around your shoulders and letting it rest on your hip. You slid the jacket back on and bolted out of his dorm, running to Evie and Mals where the blue-haired teen was making Bens isle gear.
“Guess what the fucking idiot left!” you yelled, taking the hook from your belt and waving it in the hair. Gil and Jay face palmed as they locked their eyes onto the weapon.
Evie took one look and groaned, holding her face in her hands and shaking her head “and from the looks of it he left his sword too” she sighed, pointing at the cutlass that rested on your hip.
“fucking yep!” you yelled, waving your hands in the air and beginning to pace the room “so now he has no fucking weapons with him and I have no fucking clue what's going to happen to him! What happens if someone finds him and he can’t-“
“(y/n)!” Gil yelled, stopping you in your tracks by stepping in front of you and grabbing your shoulders “Harry knows how to take care of himself, he'll be just fine, he also knows how to stay out of trouble…he never does it but he knows how.” He patted your arm and released you, turning to Evie as she asked him to grab some extra gold fabric.
You let out a raspberry and flopped on Mal's bed, staring up at the ceiling as anxiety started to burrow into your mind. You did your best to ignore it since Harry was very much capable of taking care of himself.
He would be just fine.
Just fine.
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Dizzy swung the chair back around, facing the once again purple-haired Mal towards the shattered mirrors. Mal stood, leaning down to look into one of the cracked shards and squinted at herself.
Her once mid-back length blonde purple-tipped hair had been dyed a lighter-toned purple than her natural color, now just at her collar bones in a blunt cut with her bangs in a side part and the right-side cascading down her face and brushing against her lashes.
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She looked like her but….there was something missing. She took a deep breath and hardened her features, her eyes sharpening and her jaw locking into a grimace “there I am” she hummed, standing up tall and spinning around to look at Dizzy, who grinned and threw her arms open in celebration.
“Voila!”
“Voila” Mal hummed in a dry tone, pulling out a stash of cash she had taken before she left Auradon and handed a $50 to Dizzy, who stared wide-eyed at Mal. “for me?” she gasped, gently taking the cash and holding it close to her chest.
“yeah,” Mal smirked, cocking her hip and crossing her arms “you earned it” Mal watched the younger teen as she skipped over to the register, only to be stopped by a black leather-gloved hand.
“hand it over you runt” Davy growled, his dark blue eyes staring threateningly into Dizzy’s. Jack the monkey giving the young vk a sharp grin. Dizzy’s shoulders dropped as she handed over the once new $50 and pouted as Davy turned to the register counter and tapped it with his knuckle. “the rest of it too, don’t want the crew trashin’ the place eh?”
Dizzy kept her eye on Jack as she walked around the counter and opened the register, taking what little money was left inside and placing it into Davys open palm. He hummed, giving a taunting bow to Dizzy and turning to leave.
“Considering you don’t got a crew I assume that your running errands for some dolt captain?” Mal taunted, smirking as Davy slowly turned to glare at her.
“well well, look whose back” he purred, walking closer to her and lifting Jack to sit on one of the empty chairs “how exciting!”
“…” Mal just rose her brow, moving her wrist slightly to unlodge her switchblade from her sleeve.
“and for your information, I run under the orders of Uma now~” he chuckled, reaching forward and brushing his fingers against Mal's hair “and I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if I rough up her little enemy huh Jack?” Jack bounced excitedly and screeched, Davy yelped loudly as Mal suddenly grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his torso, pulled him up against her chest, and shoved her knife very close to the artery in his throat.
“touch me again and Uma will be down a man” she growled, feeling the headache return as her eyes glowed. Davy kept his eyes locked on hers, a drop of sweat trailing from his brow.
She slowly released Davy's arm and pushed him away from her, letting out a cold cackle as he stumbled over a chair and some of Dizzy’s products spilled over him. He sat up, his hair covered in pink and green shampoo as he glared at her. “this ain't over yet you imp” he snarled, holding out his hand for Jack.
The monkey leaped onto his arm and scuttled up to his shoulder, curling his tail around the pirate teen's neck. “you'll be sorry” he huffed, stomping out of the salon with a screeching monkey in his ear.
Mal rolled her eyes, walking over to Dizzy and tossing the cash she had pickpocketed back from Davy to the younger teen. “oh!” Dizzy gasped, the bright grin that had disappeared with Davy’s appearance coming back to light “thank you!”
“don’t mention it” Mal hummed looking in the mirror shards again and fluffing up her hair “oh and by the way” she walked close to Dizzy, leaning down to whisper in the girl's ear “Harrys here too, but don’t worry if you see him, he won't steal from you” Dizzy gave her an odd look “just wanted to let you know so you don’t freak out?” the younger teen slowly nodded and placed the cash into the register.
“Alright then, I’ll-where are you going?” Dizzy asked, watching ask Mal grabbed her backpack and made her way to the main door.
“back to my apartment, got nothing to do other to be there” Mal sighed, waving Dizzy goodbye and walking out of the salon, smirking as the residents that were walking around realized who she was, and scrambled to get out of her way.
She held her head high as she walked back to the hideout, yes, she might have been on the hell-like prison isle again, but she felt freer here than she had been in the past 4 months in Auradon.
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Harry carefully looked around his empty dark apartment, not knowing if someone had claimed it after he left. He looked to his right, seeing one of his extra swords sitting by the door. He picked it up and flipped it in his hands, continuing to walk the large two-room apartment and keeping quiet to hear for any intruders.
“YOU’RE BACK!” Harry let out a yelp as someone slammed into his back and tackled him to the floor. He let out a low groan as the person who had tackled him giggled as she sat on his back.
“Hey CJ” he muttered, lifting his head and looking over his shoulder to see his little sister grinning down at him, her brown eyes alight with mischief. “aye, I’m back”
“haha! I told Harriet you were waiting for the right moment to strike! So where is it?! Where’s the wand” she started to palm around his jacket, searching for one of the only things that could break the barrier surrounding the isle.
Harry sat up, knocking CJ off his back and moving into his butt, crossing his legs and leaning against his knees “I’m not here fer tha’ CJ, in fact, tha’s not the plan anymore” CJ stopped in her attempt to continue searching his person, sitting back on her heels and staring at him with wide eyes.
Harry waited for CJ to yell at him for betraying her, but when she only stared at him in shock, he took his chance to explain everything. “look, CJ, I don’t have a way ta explain why I decided to turn meh back on evil, but I did, and I don’t regret it” he sighed, reaching out and holding onto CJs shoulders, watching as she slowly started to shake
“but I promised five months ago I would get more kids off and that’s been unfortunately ignored by the council and beasty boy. I came here ta tell yeh I haven’t forgotten about yeh or Harriet, that I’m still going ta get yeh off the isle and away from da, I won't break meh promise to either of yeh.” CJ grabbed his arms and slowly took his hands off her shoulders, her eyes drifting to the floor.
“…it was that prissy Auradon girl wasn’t it” CJ snapped, her eyes snapping back up to glare into his “she turned you, made you go all goody two shoes” she snarled, yelling as she tried to stand but Harry wrapped his arms around her, easily pulling her back to the ground and into his lap “Lemme go you traitor!!! I trusted you! You were supposed to free us al-mmf!” Harry covered her mouth, shushing her.
“shut up! Let me explain what I can CJ, yes, (y/n) is one of the reasons I turned my back on evil, but she is NOT a prissy Auradon girl, she's one of the most badass lassies I've ever known, and I love her!” CJ stopped, slowly turning her head to look at him with wide eyes “I know yeh think I've betrayed yeh, but I didn’t, I betrayed da, that was it.” He stressed, shaking CJ lightly to get the point across “I realized I didn’t want da to be free, he’s a horrible person CJ, he deserves ta be here, but yeh don’t, Harriet doesn’t either, we”
he pointed between the two of them “are not responsible for da’s actions and don’t deserve ta be punished fer what he’s done. Beasty boy agrees, and I've been trying for the last five months to get yeh and Harriet off the isle. I promise” he pulled CJ into a tight hug, hoping to convince her that he hadn’t betrayed her, or abandoned her. “I never meant ta leave you here”
It was a few moments of tense silence before CJs smaller arms wrapped around Harry's neck, her head coming to rest in the spot between his shoulder and neck “I believe you” she muttered, sniffing lightly. She and Harry sat in silence for a few moments, before CJ spoke again “you’ve changed.”
“fer the better” Harry muttered back “I’m still yer brother, and I haven’t changed in the ways yeh truly knew me, but I’m not the same as I was 6 months ago” he pulled back, giving his baby sister a soft smile, one she had only seen a few times in her life. She continued to stare at him for another moment before one of her usual shit-eating grins spread across her face. Harry mentally groaned as CJ tipped forward and shoved him to the ground
“Just because you changed big bwudda~” she teased, saying his title in a baby voice “Don’t mean the way I mess with you will….please tell me you still steal stuff? Like-you didn’t go full goody two shoes?” CJ pleaded, crossing her arms on his chest and pouting at him.
Harry snorted and pushed her off of him, sitting up and smirking at her “you do!” CJ cheered, throwing her hands up in the air and throwing them around his torso “what's your biggest score?!”
“uhhhh, beasty boys crown” Harry smiled, remembering when he and (y/n) had decided that Ben's crown was a good thing to steal at 1 am when they were delirious from not sleeping. “no.way” CJ laughed, slapping him on the arm to encourage him to tell the story “what made you-?”
“(y/n) ‘n I were really tired from our history report at 1 am so she just suggested we take his crown and I agreed” Harry shrugged, snickering as CJ started to giggle so hard, she clutched her sides.
“ooooh my hades! That’s amazing” she snorted, letting herself fall on her side and grin up at Harry through teary eyes “…anything else?”
“(y/n) stole FGs wand a couple times?” Harry offered, falling back slightly as CJ sat up suddenly and grabbed his shoulders.
“SHE WHAT? WHY DID YOU KEEP THIS AMAZING INFORMATION FROM ME?! You want me to like her dont ya?! that’s all you had to say! I love her already when are you marrying her?” Harry felt his face flush and he slapped off CJs hands.
“I-CJ! We’ve-it’s only been six months since we started dating?! I only just admitted to myself that I love ‘er” CJ rolled her eyes.
“blah blah blah, those boradon heroes marry each other after knowing each other for five minutes, you’ve got six months, just use moms ring for her or something” Harry facepalmed and shook his head.
“CJ, I haven’t even told (y/n) tha’ I love ‘er yet, chill” CJ pouted and shoved at his shoulder.
“coward, she sounds awesome, and yet you wait to snatch her up, wait too long and I’ll lose a dope ass sister-in-law” Harry just stared at her blankly and pushed her face away from him.
“Alright, I’m done talking about tha’ ta yeh, where’s Harriet? I need ta talk ta ‘er too” CJ shrugged and stood from the floor, dusting her long scarlet jacket off.
“dunno, last I saw her was at school” Harry crossed his arms and rose his brow. “okay okay, she's hanging around her ship, the other side of Uma’s side of the Warf, the two had a truce for a couple months before well…” she gestured to him “you didn’t come back” Harry’s shoulders dropped and he shook his head.
“I didn’t mean ta leave fer so long, but beasty boy was distracted and the council was being assholes, I couldn’t do much about it” CJ rolled her eyes and smacked his shoulder.
“and you’ve already apologized about it….which is weird and never ever do it again, or I will stab you” she snarked, giving him a sharp grin and spinning around towards his front door. “Harriet’s busy right now so you’ll have to wait until she's done with it”
“wha’ is she doin’?” Harry sighed, following after CJ and leaning against the doorway.
“uhhhh captain crew stuff, dunno, she didn’t let me hang around and stuck the twins on me” she pouted, glaring off at the building in front of his.
“Sterling n’ Skipper? How are they?” he asked, smiling as CJ gave him a simple thumbs up.
“They good….as good as a Smee kid can be, Harriet’s taken to make sure everyone knows they are under the Hook family’s protection, not even Davy messes with them.” Harry uncrossed his arms and his jaw clicked.
“Davy?” he muttered; he had been wondering about what the son of Barbossa was doing “what about Davy?” CJ sighed and gave him a look.
“He’s Uma’s first mate….” she waited for his reaction, winching as Harry's icy blue eyes turned dark and he clicked his jaw again.
“….Uma thinks I left ‘er don’t she?” he muttered, looking down at his shoes and gritting his teeth.
“yeah….” CJ hummed, sticking her hands in her jacket pockets as she rocked on her heels, watching as Harry clenched his fists so hard they shook “I’m guessing you’re gonna go talk to Uma now?”
“aye” he muttered, turning and grabbing his extra sword again, looking for its sheath “I’ll see yeh later”
CJ nodded and turned, quickly going down the stairs of the building and heading back to Facilier’s arcade to hang with Freddie. “don’t let dad see you!” she yelled behind her shoulder, nodding to herself in satisfaction as Harry yelled back.
“don’t plan on letting ‘im even know I’m ‘ere!”
CJ disappeared into the alleys, leaving Harry to finish gearing up and get ready to head to the chip shop.
He needed to explain something to his oldest friend.
-end of part 6-
Here it is~ part 6, imma keep this little explanation note thing short and just say, I know CJ turned her opinion around on (y/n) and Harry being “better” pretty quickly, but really, (or at least hopeful I've made it come across clearly) Harry hasn’t changed much, the only thing about him that’s different is that he has better coping mechanisms, mentally healthier, and doesn’t steal as much as he used to. And CJ would love anyone who steals from Ben and FG, no doubt.
Yes, I changed Mal's hairstyle for D2 cuz I hate that damn pink wig and it's cut so much, so I made my own hairstyle. Also, I hope I made Mal actually intimidating in the little Mal vs Davy thing because in the OG version with Mal vs Harry she's JUST kitten pouting at him as if it’s doing anything. So, I hope I did her justice while also showing that she's still softer due to being in Auradon. (but only for Dizzy)
Also, Davy and Harry will officially meet (or reunite) next chapter, hold on to your butts! It's gonna be a rocky ride! (don’t worry bout Harry against Davy tho, Harry’s been eating actual food so he’s physically much stronger now and could easily kick Davy’s ass even without his extra sword)
also first fic/chapter of the year~
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TIME TO TELL U WHAT EACH MUSE DRESSES UP AS:
stanley: he dresses up as shrek, and has spent literal decades of his marriage with richard trying to convince him to dress up as fiona or donkey to match with him.
richard: this year he’s dressing up as the hulk. past halloween outings have seen him dress up as gandalf (when stanley described fiona as having long hair) anger from inside out (when stanley described fiona as being a redhead) daredevil (when stanley described fiona’s ass-kicking techniques) and leia from star wars (when stanley described fiona as being a princess with great authority and agency).
sammy: sammy’s going for a pirate vibe this year. aisling has had to take three bottles of rum, a cutlass and five tobacco pipes off of him so far, but has yet to discover that the hook over his right hand is not plastic nor fake.
leo: elizabeth swann. he’s taking great delight in rocking a corset and historically accurate dress, and even spent five hours in a hair salon getting his hair done in ringlets. and he looks FANTASTIC--
renée: katniss everdeen. a special jar has been dedicated to receive five dollars every time someone asks if she’s hawkeye. so far, it contains $475 dollars. she intends to take everyone out for dinner once the shift is over.
henri: mary berry. he lost a bet with etienne, and now he has to take a shot every time someone mentions a soggy bottom. but he’s rocking the lemon yellow sweater and pearl necklace like a true king.
etienne: thor. tina helped him get a red blanket to look like his cloak, and several pie plates as the armor. he takes great delight in serving baskets of lightning fries. nobody else is allowed to serve them. only etienne.
nate: he insists he isn’t dressing up, but with the striped sweater and red hat, he’s wally from “where’s wally”. he doesn’t want to be. but he is.
ramsay gordon (NEW MUSE!): he’s wearing black trousers and a black sweater, and grudgingly allows tina and tim to paint a white skeleton over him in indelible white paint on his designer clothes. he’s mildly annoyed until he sees henri. then he feels infinitely happier with his sentence.
and now for the foster kids!
tina: doctor strange, but it’s like, medical student strange. so she’s got the cloak, but she’s put wires in the hem of it so that it’s holding a can of red bull and a burrito, and she’s got a pen behind her ear and five different notebooks under her arm. she’s absolutely loving it. as she should.
tim: a vampire. but after a few twilight jokes and exactly zero references to what we do in the shadows, he just sits in the kitchen and chats with mary “henri” berry while he bakes pumpkin pies for the halloween party.
eli: after a lengthy discussion with tina, he follows in a similar vein. batman, but if batman/bruce wayne hadn’t been a billionaire. he goes around on a scooter that he made black with duct tape, the bat ears are two pairs of socks stuck on with tape to a ski-mask, and his cloak is a black towel over an old sweater belonging to stanley and some black yoga pants he borrowed from aisling.
victor: poison ivy. he has so much fun with it, too, like he uses real vines and plants and attaches them carefully to his green t-shirt and chinos, and he even gets green contact lenses, like he goes all out for it.
andrew jenkins (NEW MUSE!): andrew dresses as a bat, using a broken umbrella to make the wings. some say he should’ve dressed as kaz bre.kker from the grishaverse books, but he doesn’t see it.
carrie white (NEW MUSE!): she’s going as bob ross, bc i feel like painting is gonna be her therapeutic activity and like, lbr, aisling loves watching the bob ross videos, and she definitely gets carrie into them too.
#( OOC. )#HC.#( HAPPY HALLOWEEN BESTIES )#( here u go tho )#( bc i cannot think of what aisling's gonna wear )
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