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itsrheasgirl · 1 year ago

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CAN’T GET CAUGHT

Requestie for the bestie, @0bsessioncntr.

RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER

WORD COUNT: 2903

SUMMARY: YOUR ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY WAS MEANT TO BE SPENT ON A BEACH IN BALI— NOT IN THE GREEN ROOM OF THE MADISON SQUARE GARDEN, BUT AFTER A SCHEDULING CONFLICT RHEA HAD SOMEHOW CONVINCED YOU TO POSTPONE YOUR CELEBRATION FOR A FEW DAYS. EVEN THOUGH RHEA’S WORK ALWAYS CAME FIRST, SHE KNEW JUST HOW MUCH THE TRIP MEANT TO YOU AND DECIDED TO GIVE YOU A LITTLE SURPRISE TO TIDE YOU OVER.

TW: Smut Warning (18+) Teasing, Choking, Fingering, Praise.

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Both your palms pressed down against the bathroom countertop as your shimmering gaze ran over your reflection in the mirror. Your current surroundings wasn’t exactly where you’d expected to be on your one year anniversary, but a conflict with Rhea’s schedule had left you attending her match in New York City and not sipping Pina Colada’s on the beach in Bali.

You’d been planning the perfect anniversary vacation for weeks— so you knew that your actual anniversary date would be spent in a stuffy arena instead of tanning under the glistening sun, but Rhea had promised you no work talk for a whole week when you finally got on that plane to paradise.

Pulling your long curls into a high ponytail, you lean in closer to admire the neatly written MAMI on your cheek. You’d taken to showing support for your girlfriend by embellishing your flesh with her name, the sign of affection always causing the alpha female to secretly swoon.

Lifting your gaze slowly as you heard the bathroom door open behind you, Rhea’s sapphire hues catch your own in the reflective glass before you as a devilish grin claimed her lips.

“There you are.”

Eyes locked with her mirrored reflection, you cast Rhea a warm simper before pulling your focus back to your own image in the glass.

“What are you doing here?”

You flick your gaze to Rhea’s reflection before looking back at yourself once more to check the perfect lines of your flushed glossed lips.

“Your match is in twenty minutes, shouldn’t you be backstage warming up or something?”

You questioned the sassy tone in your voice as the words left your lips, not sure if it was lighthearted enough. Batting full lashes as you made eye contact with Rhea’s reflection once more, your lips threatening a gentle smile as she crossed her muscular arms across her chest.

“Oh, you have an attitude today?”

Rhea’s purred as a manicured brow arched skyward before she gave your form a quick up and down with a impish gaze, her plump tongue coaxing over her front teeth with an eat shit smirk.

Slowly crossing the bathroom floor in your direction, Rhea didn’t once take her darkened eyes off you. She always looked so sultry when she wore makeup, her natural beauty only heightened by the purples and blacks that were painted across her lids. Gently nibbling at your lower lip as the desire in Rhea’s eyes burned at your skin, you spin on sneaker clad feet to face her dead on. Each of her steps seemed to take for what felt like hours, time keeping you apart as some kind of torture.

You wanted her near you, you desired to touch her and feel her fingertips against your skin but she should be focusing on her job and not keeping you entertained. There would be plenty of time to celebrate each other on your trip.

Craning your neck upwards as Rhea came toe to toe with you, you fell back slightly to rest against the sink countertop. Rhea towered over you as the smell of her perfume flooded your nostrils, the intoxicating aroma causing a pool of saliva to form on your tongue quicker than you could swallow it back. Even after all this time together, she still intimated you with her power and stature.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Your tone dripped with innocence as you peered up at her through full lashes. Your fingers slowly curling around the counters edge, you flinch slightly as in one swift motion Rhea snapped her arms out either side to you— caging you in place against the countertop.

“Now now lover, we don’t have time for games.”

Your palms move to smooth over the soft skin of Rhea’s biceps, fingertips dancing across her shoulders before securing around her neck. Reaching up on your tiptoes, you press your lips tentatively against her own before dropping back to the ground.

“No lipstick tonight?”

Your brow arched slightly at the only imperfection to Rhea’s otherwise flawless makeup, a cheeky grin plastering her uncolored lips as she leant down to whisper softly against your earlobe.

“Didn’t want to make a mess.”

Before you had time to react you feel the feverish heat of Rhea’s lips as she began to devour your neck in heated kisses, a soft whimper vibrating from your chest as you gripped your nails into the subtle flesh of her shoulder blades. You forgot to breathe as Rhea’s hungry kisses turned into sharp nips and eager sucking against your fragile flesh, your head cantering backwards as your girlfriend left her mark upon you.

Your heavy lids fell closed as your spine arched slightly, the aggressiveness of Rhea’s hunger for your skin causing a throaty moan to break through your lips. You hadn’t noticed Rhea’s arms move from your side until her lips retract from your throat and your eyes snap open. Watching curiously as she joined her palms behind her back. Was that it? She was going to rial you up like that and then leave you?

Jutting out your lower lip in a playful pout, you continue to watch her with caution. It wouldn’t be the first time Rhea had tempted you with her womanly ways before disappearing to some work thing.

“I thought we didn’t have time for playing games. Don’t tell me you’re done already.”

A throat chuckled vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she gave you a quick up and down, her palms reemerging to grasp at your hips and effortlessly lift you up to sit upon the sink counter.

“Just getting started, baby girl.”

Rhea purred as her muscular frame took a small step back. You hadn’t noticed the purple bandana in her grasp until she handed it towards you, a small hum leaving your throat as you tentatively reached out to grab it. It was very common that she’d used the small square of fabric in your intimate moments and it didn’t bother you one bit.

Slowly coiling your fingers around the cloth, you chew playfully at your bottom lip. What would it be used for this time you wondered as you awaited further instruction.

“Which sense do I lose this time?”

An eat shit smirk captured Rhea’s lips as she closed the space between you once more, slipping in between your thighs as her heated lips returned to the hollow of your collarbone. Even the slightest touch from her caused you to whimper in desire and this time was no different, your forearms draping over Rhea’s shoulders as you tilted and angled your neck to allow her the best access. You couldn’t imagine what your neck looked like right now, undoubtably the flesh would be embellished with purple and blue bruising by the time Rhea was done. Mami always left her mark.

Painfully slowly, Rhea’s kisses moved back up your neck towards your jaw. You wanted her to kiss you, to feel her lips against yours. Gently craning your neck in attempts to meet her lips, you gasp as Rhea’s fingertips grip around your jaw and turn you away.

“Come on now baby girl, you know the rules.”

Tugging your earlobe softly between her pearly whites, you swallow back a moan as Rhea released your jaw and took a step back.

A devilish glimmer flashed behind Rhea’s gaze as she fixated on her masterpiece, admiring the chain of bruises that claimed your throat like a necklace.

“Be a good girl and put that on for Mami.”

Rhea’s tone dripped with authority as her sapphire hues flicked down to the bandana in your gasp, her plump tongue sliding over her lips before she turned her back on you to head over towards the bathroom door.

Following Rhea’s orders, you chew eagerly at your lower lip. Bringing the purple cloth up to cover your eyes before tying it tightly behind your head, pulling your ponytail free as the soft sound of a click from the door lock muffled through the fabric into your eardrums.

You could only slightly hear the sound of Rhea’s footsteps as she crossed back towards the sink, a tremor running up your spin as her palms slid over the expanse of your thighs. Her touch always caused your skin to pimple, her fingertips like fire and ice against your flesh.

Losing your eyesight caused all your other senses to heighten, making every inch of your skin hypersensitive to Rhea’s touch as she danced her fingertips over the exposed flesh of your thighs. You hated when she tempted you, but more often than not the reward was worth the wait.

“Please don’t tease me.”

You purred as your palms felt around for her own, a soft whimper parting your lips as she slaps your hands away. Rhea didn’t like to be rushed when it came down to pleasing her woman, but her match started in fifteen minutes and you didn’t want to be left high and dry when her job pulled her away.

“Patience princess, let Mami work.”

You could feel her nimble fingers toying with the lace between your thighs as her lips once more returned to the supple flesh of your jugular vein, pearly whites grazing against the pulse point like a lioness waiting to devour its prey.

You hummed softly as Rhea parted your thighs further so she could push her thumb against your sensitive bud, your hips arching towards her as you swallowed the pool of saliva that collected on your tongue.

You wanted to call her name— beg her to just take you but you’d already been warned about the rules and knew to wait until the right time.

Rhea’s thumb paused as she felt your hips shift, the fiery sensation of her lips at your throat disappearing in an instant and were replaced with a firm grip. The pads of her fingers finding just the right spots to make your toes curl.

“Mm—”

The pressure against your throat tightened slightly as the fingers near your core twitched.

“What’s a matter, baby?”

She was testing you. You knew what she wanted but you were more than ready to give it to her, you didn’t want to wait any longer.

Inhaling a shallow breath as Rhea’s fingers slipped skillfully beneath the lace of your panties, you roll you hips eagerly against them.

“Mami, please.”

Rhea slowly curled the tips of her fingers around your jawline, craning your neck down to press her lips feverishly against yours. Her plump tongue wasted no time invading your mouth, as she gently caressed your entrance with two fingertips.

Your tongues battled with dominance against each other as she gently inserted her fingers into the tightness of your core, your back arching and you head falling back as a soft moan parted your lips.

Rhea’s classic eat shit grin claimed her lips as she began to slowly pump her fingers up and down against your slick walls, her warm breath casting across your skin as she moved closer to whisper in your ear.

“That’s my good girl.”

Rhea’s grip still remained locked around your neck as she sucked the shell of your ear between her lip, her two fingers increasing their speed as you greedily rolled you hips. You expected punishment, Rhea hated being rushed and insisted on taking her time with you but the desire to have your girlfriend bring you over that edge was currently in charge.

“Awe, what do you want baby.”

Rhea purred, her lips moving to suckle at the soft spot below your ear as she waited for your response.

You could already feel every muscle in your body beginning to tighten, Rhea’s skilled fingers keeping up their rhythm as you gripped your fingers around the countertop. You wanted more— no, you needed more and you knew just how to get it.

One of your palms moved to snake into Rhea’s slicked back tendrils as you gently forcing against her hold around your throat to find her ear, your voice slightly labored as you spoke.

“I want you, always.”

A throaty chuckle vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she turned into your lips, her palm that clung to you throat dropping to rest upon your thigh as the pace of her fingers quickened.

Curling her fingers against just the right spot, Rhea kissed feverishly against your lips as a plethora of muffled moans fought from your chest. Each pump of her fingers tightening the tension in your stomach like an elastic band waiting to snap.

Breaking your kiss as you pant for air, your hips begin to grind against Rhea’s fingers once more. The fingertips of her free palm gripping onto your leg as to hold you still, you whimper in need as she continued to curl her fingers deep inside you.

“Pl— please, Mami.”

You whimpered as you hips continued to rock against her, desperate for her to bring you to completion.

“Please.”

You panted again. Your fingers tugging at the length of Rhea’s hair as her lips pressed heated kisses along your jaw.

Your begging was like music to Rhea’s ears as she continued to add more to her artwork upon your flesh, her rhythm slowing down only slightly to make you squirm. She was being such a tease and you knew it, but you had limited time and she couldn’t keep you waiting forever.

Tugging at Rhea’s hair to pull her from your pulse point, you tightened your hold to keep her head in place. If you couldn’t get what you wanted, she wouldn’t get what she wanted.

Rhea’s lower lip rolled beneath her teeth as she fought back to urge to stop all her actions all together, the idea of leaving you so close to release flashing through her mind as you gripped tightly to her hair.

“Demiii..”

You whined, wiggling your hips in eager desperation as a throaty chuckle vibrated in Rhea’s chest. Her slender fingers retracting from your upper thigh to coil back around your throat like a serpent.

“Want to try that again, baby girl?”

You knew exactly what she was referring too. When it came to your passionate moments it was always Mami and never Demi, she thrived off the power and you always enjoyed giving her dominant control.

“Mami— I..”

A soft moan from your chest vibrated against Rhea’s palm as she tightened her grip, her lips morphing into a devilish smirk as she watched you intently.

“I ache for you. Let me cum, please.”

Your back arched towards Rhea as she slowly slipped a third finger into the tightness of your core, your slick walls tensing around each digit as she increased the speed of her actions once more. Each pump of her fingers pulling you back towards the edge, towards the euphoria that you craved so much.

A plethora of moans pulled from your throat as you released Rhea’s hair, moving your palm to place it on top of her own as you encouraged her to squeeze tighter. The less air you could consume meant for a higher high when the band finally snapped.

Each thrusting motion of Rhea’s fingers wound up the tension in your stomach, your legs beginning to tremble as you could feel your climax drawing closer and closer.

“Fuuck..”

You purred, as your palms slammed down against the counter to grip tightly at its edge. Your toes beginning to curl and your head lulling back as Rhea’s tight hold around the column of your throat remained fixed.

The edge was close, you could feel it pulling you. Coiling one of your legs around Rhea’s waist you rest your heel in the small of her back as she increases her thrusts, the pad of her thumb finding your sensitive bundle of nerves and rotating counterclockwise.

The extra pressure against your clit caused you to inhale sharply, a satisfied chuckle parting Rhea’s lips as she leant forward slightly to hover her lips against your own. Whispering gently before pressing them together in a heated kiss.

“Be a good girl and cum for Mami.”

Your lips moved against each other in perfect unison, your tongues returning to explore each others mouths as your grip against the counter loosened. Your fingers winding round the back of Rhea’s neck to keep her close as you hips bucked for the last time.

The tension in your stomach reached its breaking point and you let out a pleasured moan as you released yourself over Rhea’s eager fingers that continued to pump through your climax, your head craning back and breaking your kiss as your nails dug into the supple flesh of her neck.

A soft whimper left your lips as Rhea retracted her fingers from deep within your slick walls, your fingertips moving back to play with the ends of her hair as you tried your best to level your breath.

You legs trembling and your inhales labored, you swallow the saliva that pooled on your tongue. A small flinch traveling down your spine as you felt nimble fingers against your ear, the brightness of the room causing you to squint as Rhea removed your blindfold.

“You did so well, princess.”

Rhea uttered as the pads of her thumbs moved to stroke against the apples of your cheeks, her lips curving into a warm simper as she leant forward to press a gentle kiss to your temple before whispering against the shell of your ear.

“Happy Anniversary, baby girl.”

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