#Lacie's fam is well. Specific

[lilacmaze]

"...I mean, depends on how ya answer..."

[nire-the-mithridatist]

But no. She just had to wear the dress that she didn’t even realize looked like a wedding dress. No wonder Vincenzo had been glancing at her all the way here. Did he think she was weird? Did he think she wanted to marry him? Marriage wasn’t even on her list of things that she thought could happen to her, especially not after a mere few days of sleeping with him.

Hello! God I haven't thought about this fic in a hot minute, but I remember writing this scene, because I often laugh at my own jokes and I think this scene is funny.

She's wearing a very specific dress in this scene, because I was inspired by a photo of Jeon Yeo Been wearing a lacy white dress that I can't find anymore now (I tried looking it up but none looked exactly right, ah well). I just thought it would be funny if she's the only person who doesn't realize how bride-like that dress would look simply because she isn't (wasn't?) the marrying type. Marriage is the last thing she would be thinking about, given everything else that's happened in this fic, but earlier before this scene when she was torn between two dresses she already showed it to Vinny and that's the exact moment he started planning their wedding in her mind, lmao. He'll get her walking down that aisle eventually. She'll pretend she was doing him a great service by marrying him, but really, she's quite pleased.

Oh also the Geumga fam didn't plan on playing the wedding song and then lining up to form an aisle. They just decided collectively on the spot that they would do it, because they're just Like That™️

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[floof-reppu]

Winner Takes it All (Camie Edition)

This is my part of the BNHArem server collab! I’m sure none of you are surprised that I wrote for Camie, although I am surprised that I ended up being the only one who wrote for a girl! I ended up procrastinating a lot on this fic but I’m proud of it nonetheless! Gotta give my girl some justice, fam.

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“I won?”

Camie Utsushimi stared at the screen in front of her, holding her controller in one hand while the other had let go to point at the screen. “I can’t believe I actually won!” 

She only wanted to enter for a bit of fun. It was a weekend night, after all, and she had absolutely nothing better to do with her time… well, other than sleep. She was usually seen on the streets as the pro hero Maboromicamie, but she didn’t mind that the media was going to know that she entered a contest just to get a stranger to sit on her face. 

“Congratulations!” The announcer recited Camie’s chosen anonymous username. By this time, Camie was already standing up, posing for pictures and the like as she started walking over to retrieve the key to the hotel room. When one finger had been placed on the key, the screen had changed over to a picture of the girl she was going to be intimate with… Y/N.

I’m totes excited to see her in person. She’s so hot… I can’t wait to eat her up.

“The Maboromicamie won? I would have never guessed!” 

“I can see it for sure. She seems like the type to be into girls like Y/N.”

“I wonder why she entered, though?”

They don’t need to know that, she thought. 

Tonight was going to be a lot of fun.

-

You had been watching the stream for a few hours, watching each name carefully and seeing exactly which username was in which spot of the game. You honestly didn’t have a specific preference for men or women, but you really did wonder who the faces were behind all of the usernames cycling through. 

After what seemed like forever, however, the television in front of you displayed the username of the winner. It was mostly just a string of random characters, so you didn’t really have a clue as to whom this mysterious winner was. As soon as you heard the buzz of your phone, you looked at the text message you received from the lovely host.

They are coming up to your room now. 

Internally, you panicked. The anonymity of the entire situation was starting to get to your nerves, but you had to keep a brave face on for whoever the person was, boy or girl. All you knew was that tonight, you were going to get up close and personal with the winner. 

As soon as you heard the doorknob click, your head turned to see who exactly it could be. The door opened fully to reveal an attractive woman wearing a crop top sweater with a pair of high waisted jeans in two inch heels. Her fawn colored hair reached just below her shoulders, and she possessed the most full, plump lips that you had ever seen in person. Was this supposed to be her?

“I hope this is the right room. It would be a total bummer if I accidentally ended up in the wrong place.” Closing the door behind her, the woman turned around and locked it, having finally locked eyes with you. “Bingo. Looks like I am in the right spot.” 

You recognize her immediately as Maboromicamie, the pro hero who could create visual and auditory illusions with her breath. She’s the one who won? There’s no way...

“Are you here for the-”

“Yeah, I won that game. You know, you’re just as hot in person as you are on the big screen.” Her eyes lit up when she spoke, approaching you on the bed as she continued. “It would be totes rude of me to not introduce myself properly, sooo… you probably know me by my hero name, but cause we’re gonna be doin’ the nasty in a bit, my real name is Camie Utsushimi!”

You raised an eyebrow at her questionably when she sat down beside you, kicking off her heels and laying back on the bed. There was just something about her that made you want to get to know her more, whether it was her utterly carefree attitude or the way she was… playing on her phone? Was she really blowing you off like this?

“What are you doing?” 

Camie looked up from her phone for just a second before returning her attention back to the screen. 

“Gotta let my fam know I won in case I’m not back at my apartment tonight, ya feel?” The lingo and slang was making it pretty hard for you to understand exactly what she was saying, but you knew that she was texting someone. This was not how you expected this to go. She seemed completely uninterested in you in every way, as if she only won just for the hell of it and not because she actually wanted you to sit on her face. “Gimme a sec.”

Before you could even turn around to fully face her, a single hand was placed on your cheek, your lips captured in an affectionate kiss. You weren’t prepared for Camie to come onto you so soon, yet alone at all. She had her phone placed aside in a matter of milliseconds after she spoke, her other hand reaching to grab tufts of your hair and her teeth lightly tugging at your bottom lip. This girl clearly knew what she was doing.

You couldn’t just let her affections go unnoticed though, so you pushed her back into the mattress and took charge. Your right hand went to grab her clothed breast, your left hand trailing down her waist and stopping right at her ass. If this woman- Camie Utsushimi- wanted you to sit on her face and leave without your own bit of fun, she was sorely mistaken. Knowing that you were going to be both pleasuring and getting pleasured by one of the most attractive women you’ve ever come face-to-face with made your mind go in all different directions, but one thing was for certain: you wanted the room to be filled with only the combined noises the two of you would be making.

Separating from each other, a thin trail of saliva still kept you connected to her lips. 

“Betcha didn’t expect that one, did you?” Camie grinned, licking her lips and breaking the string that kept you together. She kept her hand planted on your cheek as she moved her head over to whisper seductively in your ear, something that seemed so characteristic of her,  “I’m eager to start, if you couldn’t tell.”

“I’m glad you feel the same way that I do.” Your hands slid under her sweater, pulling it up and over her head and tossing it to the side. Clearly her sweater was hiding how well-endowed Camie was, as her breasts were something to marvel at. Her black, lacy bra was holding them in place, but not for long, Instead of going straight for her bra, however, you chose to unbutton and unzip her jeans, pulling them down to reveal a matching set of underwear. 

From the way that she huffed, Camie was a bit irritated at how slow you seemed to be going, at least for her liking. Was she really that excited about this? 

“Well? Aren’t you gonna like… take the rest of my clothes off?”

“As far as I remember, the only thing that I’m supposed to be doing is sitting on your face, so I don’t even know why I’m taking off your clothes.” Her lips were pursed now, clearly unamused by your statement. Good. You wanted her to get riled up, mad even, to the point that she couldn’t take it anymore.

“As the winner of that little game, I think that you’re the one supposed to be listening to me, yeah?” Camie gripped at the oversized shirt you were wearing, pulling you back down into another kiss while simultaneously pulling it over your head. This was exactly what you wanted her to do; you didn’t want to be the one to undress yourself, after all. As soon as your naked form was finally exposed to the chilly air in the room, she pushed you away and had your back against the mattress. 

“I don’t know if you’re supposed to be-”

“I don’t care if this isn’t want I’m supposed to be doing. Did you really expect me to control myself around you? You’re such a delicious woman, and I’d hate to not have a taste of all of you.” 

Camie’s mouth latched on to one of your nipples, sucking the bud and running her tongue over the tip. Involuntarily, a moan sat at the back of your throat. A small bite from her end was all it took for you to finally relax and release it, although it only lasted for a second. The expression on her face changed drastically, showing her enthusiasm after her accomplishment of making you moan. 

Then you felt it. 

Her hand had been creeping its way down your side the entire time and you had just now noticed, her hand slipping down to rub your clit. Was she going to make you orgasm before you had even sat on her face? You were utterly helpless in this scenario, Camie having full control over you and your emotions. 

“You know what? I’ll do you dirty just like you did me,” Not even a minute after touching your most sensitive parts, she backed away. “I tried my best just for you to sit on my face, and we still haven’t done that yet… so you’re gonna come here, sit on my face, and we go from there, m’kay?”

You nodded, not really able to argue with that. After all, she was technically your priority since she was the one who won the tournament in the first place. The company would not be happy if they got a complaint from her later. When she finally laid back on the bed, you positioned yourself over her face, juices from earlier teasing dripping out of you. 

To Camie Utsushimi, you looked like an entire meal, and she was ready to eat you up. 

“Just as you won and requested… one order of face-sitting goodness coming right up.”

As soon as you began lowering yourself, she had already met you halfway, tongue gliding over your labia and stopping right at your clit, collecting your juices and swallowing them. You visibly shook, the sensation feeling absolutely amazing; she definitely knew how to use her tongue. Before you knew it, she pushed your thighs away from one another and spread your legs apart as far as she could before delving straight into your pussy. Each time she moved her mouth, her nose would graze over your clit, causing extra stimulation.

You couldn’t quit making noise. Moaning, small screams, and yelps continually poured out of your mouth and into the open room. Giving Camie no attention probably wasn’t giving her any pleasure, and since you figured that she deserved to come as well, you bent over and pulled the fabric of her soaked panties down her legs enough so that her womanhood was on full display. Your index finger rubbed at her clit as she continued to pleasure you, but now she was moaning into your walls. 

You never thought in a million years that you would find pleasure from letting a complete stranger eat you out, but yet here you were, coming completely undone at the seams. You were extremely close to breaking. Usually it was never this quick. But this was Camie Utsushimi- Maboromicamie- you were talking about, someone that you yourself found extremely attractive, even before today.

That's when your overwhelming desire for her to orgasm at the same time as you took over your senses, and your hands were now lifting up Camie’s ass in order to position her entrance in the best position you could manage to get her in. Your tongue delved deep into her pussy, tasting her most intimate parts as you gripped on to her for dear life. 

To you, this was truly what bliss should feel like. 

Just a few more seconds and you would be utterly broken.

At least, that’s what you said right before releasing your grip and gasping, grabbing instead for the bed sheets. Your fresh juices flew out of you like a waterfall, hitting your partner’s lips instantly. In no time flat she slurped it all up, down to the last drop. It wasn't long before Camie herself came as well, but you had no energy to return the favor. 

You couldn’t hold yourself up anymore, so you hopped off of Camie and laid beside her, breathing heavily.

“I-I had no idea someone like you could be so amazing at… this.” You stated, still trying to catch your breath.

“You’d be surprised…” She smiled, laughing a little. “I had a ton of fun with you… so I don’t think I’d mind doing this again with you, Y/N. You were totes amazing too.”

The two of you laid in silence for a few more seconds before Camie spoke up again.

“Wouldn’t mind giving me your number, would you? It’d be great if you did.”

“Well, since I’m technically done for the day… I’d love to give you my number. Tomorrow.”

“Oh, so you do want me to stay, huh?”

“I wouldn’t mind. I wouldn’t mind at all.”