#angry mommy morticia

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hey , can you do angry mommy Morticia x reader?

NFSW like hair pulling, jealousy and spanking?

Heyyyy anon! Absolutely. Love me some Angry!Mommy!Morticia 🥹 Thank you for the request!! Morticia (especially CZJ’s) deserves so much hype… Anyways, Hope you Enjoy ♥️

Projected Jealousy & Redistributed Anger ~Angry!Mommy!Morticia Addams xFem Young!Professor!Reader

Mommy… Master List

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, spanking, strap-fucking, doggystyle sex, hair pulling, jealousy, little bit of angst, mommy kink, spanking kink, hair pulling kink, punishment/pain kink…?, etc.

Enjoy (;

You had met Morticia Addams on orientation day, when she brought her daughter, Wednesday, who would be going to the school and be your student.

Throughout the school year, when Morticia would come to visit her daughter, you two became a thing. More specifically, you became the woman’s plaything. Her secret love affair. With her daughters 22 year old professor.

Recently, the raven haired woman had come into town again with her family and this time her husband had gotten arrested. She was wound up tight. Nothing to do but wait. So she turned to you.

When your little fling with Morticia had started, you had showed her a few ways to get in the school without being noticed. So when the raven haired woman finally got away, she snuck into the school through one of the old underground tunnels. The tunnel came up on a corner right around your classroom. She knocked on the door to announce her presence, but today, she didn’t wait for your okay to come in.

You looked up from your work at the sound of the door slamming and then being locked. Your face brightened as you saw the raven haired goddess.

“Morticia…!” You exclaimed in a hushed tone, not wanting anyone to hear who was in your classroom.

Morticia stalked up to you, not answering at first, and instead trapping you in your chair with her arms. There was something fiery in her eyes.

“Morticia…? Are you alright…?” You whispered, going to cup her cheek but receiving a firm slap on the hand.

You looked at the woman bewildered.

“I saw you…” she seethed.

“I… what? Saw me?” You confusingly asked.

“Yessss.” She hissed, “I saw you with her, flirting with her…”

“With who??”

“Don’t play dumb with me, pet…” she jeered.

You gulped. Suddenly her words sent sparks to your core. You recognized this look in her eye. Morticia was angry…

“I… I’m sorry… I don’t know…” you stuttered, your face going red.

“Larissa Damnit!!” She growled, stamping her hands down hard on either side of your chair.

You jolted slightly.

“I didn’t… I wouldn’t… I…” you stuttered, when something hit you, “Wait… Are you jealous…?”

Morticia huffed in response, dramatically standing back up fully and walking back slightly with her arms crossed.

“Morticia, Larissa is my boss. Whatever you saw… it’s professional… nothing more…” you carefully explained.

Morticia didn’t meet your eye.

“Hey.” Your tone hardened, and you stood up to meet the woman’s gaze, “If you want to use me, fine. Fuck me. Punish me. Whatever you want, I’m yours. But don’t make this about me.”

Eventually Morticia nodded, took a deep breath, and kissed you swiftly and lovingly as an apology, before going over to your chair and sitting down.

“Bend over mommy’s lap, pet.” The raven haired woman wickedly purred.

Your breath hitched.

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered, scurrying to bend over and present yourself to the woman.

Your eyes widened as you felt a familiar bulge underneath you. She was packing… You shuddered as Morticia’s cool fingers ran up your legs as she scrunched your dress up. Once your bare ass was presented to the woman, the fun began…

She made you count after every slap. Your ass got redder and redder. Tears started to form in your eyes. Your arousal grew and grew, your panties already wetted through. And the entire time, Morticia ranted and jeered about her frustrations. Did they have anything to do with you? No. But you were more than happy to be her stress toy.

“Last one for mommy, pet…” Morticia purred.

You nodded vigorously.

*Smack!*

“GOD twenty Mommy—!!” You cried out in pleasurable pain.

“Let’s hope no one heard your pathetic cries, pet…” she chuckled wickedly.

Your lips trembled and mascara stains ran down your face, as you nodded lightly. The woman then picked you up and placed you in her lap. Her lips crashed into yours, exciting a whine from your lips.

“Quiet, pet…” the raven haired goddess growled.

Your breath hitched. Morticia took the opportunity to slip her tongue inside your wet cavern, exploring and ravaging your mouth.

“Sorry mommy…” you whispered.

You began squirming in the woman’s lap, so Morticia held you still by a tight grip on your thighs. When Morticia had had enough for the moment, she pulled away. You looked at the raven haired goddess in anticipation.

“Go to the bedroom. I want you naked and presenting yourself to me.”

“Yes mommy…”

You nodded vigorously, scurrying out of the raven haired woman’s lap and to your private quarters. You stripped down till you were nude and then sat yourself on the bed, waiting for your raven haired goddess.

Eventually, Morticia sauntered into the bedroom, closing and locking the door behind her. She then began to take off her own dress. You sat on your knees, watching the woman expectantly. As she removed her dress, her bulge became even more apparent… You gulped. When Morticia was just as naked as you, she stalked her way over to you. Her eyes were fiery and angry. Her stare only sent more sparks of arousal to your core.

���Present yourself to me on all fours, pet.” She growled.

Your breathing shallowed even more, you but your lip, and nodded eagerly.

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered, quickly turning around and getting on all fours for the woman.

You felt Morticia’s hand snake into your hair, as she pressed her plastic dick flush against your ass. Lining it up with your aching core, her lips ghosted the shell of your ear.

“What do you want, pet…?” She taunted.

“Want you to fuck me mommy…!” You whimpered.

“Then beg, sweet slut…” she growled, pulling on your hair.

You whimpered out in pleasurable pain.

“Please fuck me mommy please please fill my hole with your dick mommy please…!!!” You pled.

That seemed to be enough for the woman, as she suddenly thrusted her dick all the way into your throbbing cunt with no warning, pulling on your hair as the same time.

“Oh GOD FUCK—!!” You cried out.

“God’s not doing this, pet…” Morticia tauntingly purred, “Mommy is… And she doesn’t plan on stopping anytime soon…”

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Morticia Addams Masterlist

[jazzyoranges]

Can I humbly request Wednesday x winged reader? Like idk they have angel wings or bird wings or something

Maybe fluff with some angst/comfort >:D

Thanks for entertaining me

Feathers

young!Wednesday Addams x young!fem!reader

Summary: your parents fight. you don’t know where to go, so you run to your favorite Addams

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: hurt/comfort, domestic violence, implied alcoholic, toxic relationship (R’s parents), soft ooc Wednesday

A/n: R is a raven btw :) also don’t ask why Wednesday thinks and talks like a depressed poet at 7/8 yrs old. she’s just experiencing some big emotions 😞

You ran as fast as your little legs could take you. There wasn’t an exact location you were running to, but somehow you knew where you’d end up. Tears left your eyes and a few feathers had been plucked from your gorgeous wings. The night air sent shivers down your spine but you refused to look back. You never wanted to look back.

Tired, cold, and sleepy, the Addams Mansion finally came into view. It’s brambly trees threatened to scratch and pull at your skin, but you happily greeted the forest you’ve come to love. It reminded you of your favorite Addams.

The whistle of trees beckoned you away, but you fought against their singing and continued to the front of the mansion. You loudly knock against the large door, and a butler you recognize so dearly groans behind it.

“Mr. Lurch!” Your small voice cut through the dark night.

What anyone else would assume to be a groan of annoyance, you knew was one of confusion. Lurch takes one good look at you and scoops you into his arms, as if you weighed absolutely nothing. His feet thumped against the floors of the mansion and you could only assume he was taking you to the owners of the terrifyingly beautiful home.

Mrs. Addams and Mr. Addams who’ve you known so well, sit in their living room while Morticia reads a book about who knows what to her husband. He listens intensely with love in his eyes until Lurch’s thumps bring you to the married couple.

“(Y/n)? Lurch, why have you brought us Miss (L/n)?” Gomez questions, while Morticia goes into mother mode immediately. She takes you from Lurch’s arms and thanks him as he pats you on the head before leaving.

“(Y/n), dearest. Who’s caused you such harm?”

Your eyes fill with tears as you recall what happened.

“D-Daddy, he-“

Your father came home angry. Angrier than usual. You tried to hug him, but he pushed you away for the fridge instead. Your lip quivered while you ran to your mother, and she had an angry expression when you told her.

You felt so bad for telling on Daddy. He… he did love you! He did! He was just a little sad for some reason. You decided maybe Daddy just needed space.

You were supposed to be asleep when Mommy and Daddy started fighting. Daddy said a lot of mean stuff. Something about how he wished he was never with Mommy... surely he didn’t mean it! He said something about how you were a mistake, but Daddy didn’t mean it! Right? Daddy loved you…

You didn’t realize you were crying until a small hiccup escaped your throat, and your parents spun around to look at your pained expression from the stairs. You felt bad Mommy and Daddy were fighting. Your father tried to comfort you by closing in for a hug, but you didn’t want a hug. Like how Daddy didn’t want a hug earlier.

You pushed the man away, and he made a scary face. You wished you could say he wasn’t your daddy, but only your daddy’s voice could be so scary. Turning to hide in your room, he grabs at your right wing to keep you close.

It hurt a lot.

But as fast as it hurts, it stops and you look behind you. With a fist full of your dark feathers, your mother slams your father into the stairs. What she actually says are a little muffled to you, but you get the idea after she points to a nearby window.

You try to fly, but the difference in feathers throws you off balance. You manage to glide down from the second story, but not without an ungraceful landing.

You didn’t know where to go.

“A-And then Mommy told me t’run away. B-But I didn’t know where t’go…”

“Oh, my darling, I’m so sorry.” Morticia shares a concerned look with her husband, and he immediately springs into action. Gomez grabs his coat and is out the door in less than a second.

“How about we get you cleaned up, would you like that?” You nod.

Morticia brings you to one of the many bathrooms of the mansion, and sits you down on the toilet seat lid. She soaks a towel with warm water to wash your muddied face and clean off any cuts you might’ve had. Both of you fall into a comfortable silence.

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There’s an ache in Wednesday’s soul she can’t place. It’s kept her up for hours, and sleep hasn’t been able to take her away just yet. Wednesday had paced circles in her room with only the moon as a light, yet her ache has yet to subside.

Only when Wednesday hears the front door open, she knows she’s found the reasoning for the ache. With feather-light steps, the young Addams creeps down to where she can hear talking.

What Wednesday doesn’t expect is the face of her best friend crying and whimpering. It takes everything inside of her to not run in and steal you away. Instead, she listens to your story.

You tell the older Addams woman about what happened, and Wednesday’s blood starts to boil. You didn’t deserve that. You didn’t deserve that atrocity of father. Wednesday can’t continue listening to your story or she’ll commit unforgivable crimes not even you would approve of.

Wednesday creeps back up into her room. She’s really not getting any sleep until she knows for sure you’re safe and with her. Wednesday was awfully aware of how little power she had at her age, but that didn’t stop the young Addams from formulating a plan. Specifically, a plan to make you feel better. (and maybe a plan to get revenge on your disgrace of a father, but that’d have to wait)

Wednesday decided to make her move when her bathroom light was turned on just near her bedroom. She decided to pay you a visit.

“Mother.” Wednesday appeared behind Morticia, her monotone voice causing you to jump the slightest.

“Wednesday, dear, unable to sleep?”

“Someone had been keeping me up, and I think I know who.” The younger girl peers over her mother’s shoulder to meet your curious gaze. You flush in embarrassment and look at the ground.

“Sorry I woke you up, Wens… I didn’t mean to come here so late”

“Sleep in my room.”

“Wednesday, are you sure you’ll be able to sleep with company?”

“Her safety directly corresponds with my sleep schedule.”

“If you insist, my little death.” Morticia sighs. “You two go straight to bed now, hm?”

You nod before getting up off the toilet seat lid. Before you enter Wednesday’s room, Morticia stops you. She bends down to reach your height.

“Don’t you worry about Mommy and Daddy, dear. Mr. Addams and I have all of it covered. You just have sweet nightmares tonight, alright?” There’s nothing but kindness and worry in her voice. Morticia stands up, and you give her a quick hug before she leaves. The older woman feels her heart melt.

You sit on Wednesday’s bed just like you have countless times before. The moonlight illuminates you perfectly, Wednesday thinks. She wasn’t one for holy comparisons, but nothing described you better than an angel of death.

With a halo made of the moon and wings darker than hell, you were no less than ethereal.

“Wens?” Your voice snaps the Addams out of her thoughts.

“What happened to your wing?”

“Uhm… can I tell you tomorrow? I’m sleepy” You emphasize your point with a yawn

“I understand, let’s sleep.” Wednesday nods, and you move over to make some room on the bed.

Wednesday has been in this exact position many times before, but somehow this time felt different. Perhaps it was the fact there’s a blatant elephant in the room, or the fact she knows the reason due to your escape from home. Either way, something was different.

You were basically passed out as soon as your head hit the pillow, leaving Wednesday with her own thoughts as she watched you sleep. The younger Addams ran her fingers through your right wing, successfully finding the patchy spot.

Your face contorts into something like pain and fear, and Wednesday quickly pulls her hand away. She didn’t mean to hurt you. When your pained expressions continue, Wednesday knows you’re having a nightmare. And not an enjoyable one.

Almost like second nature, Wednesday pulls you into her arms. Your wing falls atop her like a blanket, and you seem to go back to uneventful sleep. Even unconscious, you hold the Addams like you’re awake.

Wednesday is finally met with sleep when she could press a hand against your chest and feel the rhythmic thumping of your heart.

[liminal-space-lesbian]

Mommy Issues

Pairing: Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams

Summary: Wednesday rants about her mother being overbearing, and Enid can't stand to listen to it for another moment. After all, Enid would give anything for a mother who loved her.

Warnings: Mommy issues, jealousy, angst, panic attack maybe??

Words: 1,395

This was also inspired by pixels.on.a.screen on insta btw (go thank them by liking their art)

Enid could never understand how Wednesday would get so irritatated with her mother. The ravenette would always complain about Morticia being "overbearing" or in her words, " stifling of her morbid creativity". Enid watched during parent's day when Wednesday shied away from her mothers touch, the way Wednesday glared as Morticia asked how school was going. She felt her heart clench in her chest when Wednesday rolled her eyes as Morticia said she was proud of Wednesday for winning the Poe Cup.

Enid avoided Wednesday for a bit after parents day, just because she was so upset. She couldn't decide if she was sad or angry, and she settled on the fact she was mostly jealous. She couldn't fathom how Wednesday could take such a thing as a mothers love for granted. Enid would give anything for her mother to simply accept her, let alone love her.

So now, as she sat on her bed gritting her teeth and clawing a pillow to shreds between her claws as Wednesday complained she couldn't help but feel that same burn of envy.

"I don't understand why she has to contact me via crystal ball every weekend. She doesn't need to know everything about my time here at Nevermore. The whole point of going to this stone and cobwebbed prison of a school was to get away from my family for a while." Wednesday ranted in a sharp tone as she covered her crystal ball with the maroon colored cloth. She let out a huff as she turned to her typewriter and put a new page in angrily.

"I mean, you'd think she was worried I'd disappear on her or something. She knows I'm more than capable of taking care of myself, at this point her weekly checkups are getting insulting." Wednesday continued, her tone biting and cold. Enid couldn't keep silent anymore, her jaw aching from how hard she was clenching it.

"Well at least your mom cares, Wednesday!" She shouted before she could stop herself, causing Wednesday to turn to her in surprise, before a heavy glare settled on Wednesday's brow.

"Caring and overbearing go hand in hand." The shorter girl deadpanned in an unimpressed tone and Enid felt that green monster tearing at her chest.

"How can you say that?" Enid nearly cried, her voice cracking as she stood up and strode over to the tape line separating their respective halves of the room. "I would give anything to have a mother that cared enough to even ask how I was doing!" Enid's chest heaved as she felt a familiar burn in her sinuses, the pillow between her hands shedding fluff all over the floor now.

"At least your mom loves you!"

The silence in the room was deafening. And there it was, the tears streaming down her face as she uselessly wiped them away. Sad hiccups escaped her lips as she tried to bite back her sobs. Wednesday simply stared at her with an unreadable look on her face. Her eyes were widened slightly in surprise, and Enid thought she could see a hint of uncertainty in her gaze.

"I would do anything to have a mom like yours." Enid sobs helplessly, wiping her tears angrily. She could hear her mothers voice in her head already. 'Why do you cry over everything? Enid, you're too sensitive. You need to toughen up.'

"My mom doesn't even know the names of my friends! She doesn't even care if I have any friends! She's- she's so obsessed with this idea of me being perfect that she doesn't even care about me!" Enid sobs uselessly, her knees feeling weak as her chest heaves. She can't understand it. It's not fair. How come her mother doesn't love her, even though she tries so hard, and Wednesday's mom is so unconditional in her love that even when Wednesday is an absolute prick to her, she still tells her she loves her anyways.

"Enid..." Wednesday's voice is so gentle that it simply makes Enid sob harder. She feels Wednesday's hands on her own more than she can see them, since the tears have blurred her vision. Wednesday gently takes the torn pillow from her grasp and replaces it with her own hands, soft and cool against Enid's skin. Wednesday is always cold, and it's a bit unnerving how much she feels like a walking corpse. In this moment however, it is incredibly grounding.

"Enid, take deep breaths, okay?" Wednesday murmurs gently, and Enid realizes she had been hyperventilating. Enid sobs and gasps for breath, shaking her head. She couldn't catch her breath. She felt like she'd never stop crying.

"Here, breathe with me." The ravenette offered, guiding Enid's hand to rest on her chest, right over her steadily beating heart. She began taking slow deep breaths, encouraging Enid to follow her lead. It took a while, but Wednesday was ever patient with her, and soon her gasping sobs subsided into sad little hiccups.

"There go you." Wednesday whispers as she gently wipes the tears from Enid's face. Enid meets her gaze and nearly bursts into tears again at how Wednesday looks at her. Her brown eyes are so incredibly soft and sad as she gazes at Enid, her eyebrows furrowed in concern. Her bottom lip juts out ever so slightly in a pout as she brushes Enid's hair out of her face.

"Good job." The shorter girl says softly, placing a kiss on Enid's forehead before gently guiding her back to her bed. She sits Enid down and carefully positions herself leaning back against Enid's many colorful pillows. She then opens her arms and Enid instantly collapses into her girlfriends arms, burrowing into the inevitable comfort she offers.

"I'm sorry my complaining was upsetting you, I didn't know..." Wednesday says quietly, sounding contemplative as she rubs Enid's back. "I didn't really think of it like that. My mother gets on my nerves sometimes but I didn't even consider how it is to have a mother that doesn't care at all. I'm... sorry for being insensitive with my rants around you. I'll... try to be better next time." Wednesday speaks slowly, as if she is choosing her words carefully. Enid melts, tears welling in her eyes again at Wednesday's gentleness with her.

"It's okay... It's not your fault. You should feel comfortable enough to talk to me about those types of things. I just get so jealous sometimes. It's not fair that my mother doesn't love me. I don't know why, or where I went wrong... I try so hard." Enid blubbers, her voice getting choked up as more tears stream down her face. Wednesday's hand on her back presses her closer into her body.

"Enid, I need you to listen to me very carefully." Wednesday says in a tight voice, a tone Enid has rarely heard from her. The blond shifts so her chin is resting on Wednesday's chest so she can look up at her face questioningly.

"Don't you ever- for even a single moment- wonder if there is something wrong with you. Your mother being unable to love you properly has nothing to do with you, it is simply her own unresolved issues and poor parenting tactics. You are perfect cara mia, don't you ever think anything other than that." Wednesday's voice wavers with emotion as she stares down at Enid with so much intensity it makes goosebumps rise on her skin.

Wednesday reaches up and wipes away Enid's fresh wave of tears, her hands warming the longer they linger on the werewolves flushed skin. Enid scoots up higher so she can press a kiss to Wednesday's lips before tucking her head into her neck, sniffling as Wednesday hugs her tightly.

"Thank you." Enid murmurs, feeling so overwhelmed with love that she wants to squirm. She's never known a love as intense or as unconditional as Wednesday's, and she's forever grateful for it. As she curls into the ravenette more, growing tired from the intensity of her crying session she smiles.

Sure Enid may not have her mother, but she knows she will always have Wednesday. The pain and the emptiness where maternal love should be will always linger, but for the first time it feels like she can cope with it. So long as she has Wednesday by her side.

"I love you, Wednesday."

"I love you too, Enid"

a/n Enid's mommy issues need to be explored more tbh

[whore4gwen]

Jealousy, jealousy (NSFW)

T/W: t Larissa b reader, suggestive themes, choking, mommy kink, vulgar language, possessive Larissa, light spanking, begging kink, fingering, praise and degradation kink, teasing, after care

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Larissa knew you loved her and she had nothing to worry about, but seeing you and Morticia sit so close together with your head thrown back in laughter really made her blood boil.

Larissa was always second best to Morticia, there was always a silent competition going on and some how Morticia always won, but not when it came to you.

She finally had something that Morticia didn’t and she wasn't going to let her take it away.Despite this little game going on, Larissa knew you and Morticia were good friends so she tried to keep her cool.

"Aww look Y/n, that's you at the RaveN" Morticia said pointing to a picture while looking at Larissa's old year book."I remember you were so scared that night" you looked at Morticia and blushed while laughing.

She was right I was terrified that night. I wanted to ask Larissa to the dance but I was so scared, well that was until Morticia forced me to ask her.

“Yes indeed I very scared" I said remembering that night like it was yesterday. Larissa was absolutely breath taking, I mean she always is but that night especially.

I glanced away from Morticia to avoid her teasing making eye contact with Larissa, but something was different. She looked at me and the Morticia and looked away.

I excused myself from Morticia's side for a moment to check on Larissa. I walked over to her desk and watched as she tried to pretend like she didn't know I was coming up to her.

"Honey, are you all right?" I asked looking at Larissa. "Mhm" was all Larissa said. She never 'mhms' me unless she's upset with me or in a bad mood.

Larissa looks up to me waiting for a response, I gave her a small nod and smiled as I walked back to Morticia.

As I sat down Morticia wrapped her arm around me." Morticia this has been fun but I think it might be time to leave, I'm think Larissa is feeling a little under the weather." I said looking towards Morticia earning me a loud scoff from Larissa.

"Oh okay that's alright, I'm sure we'll meet up again and reconnect" Morticia said understandably as she gave me a soft smile.Larissa watched the encounter and rolled her eyes while aggressively tapping the keys on her computer.

I gave Morticia one final hug before our departure. As soon as I heard the door click I walked over to Larissa "what's your problem?" I ask knowing my attitude will probably get me punished later.

Larissa looked at me bewildered, she couldn't believe the audacity you had walking up to her and asking what was her problem. "My problem? What is your problem?" Larissa asked with a bit of harshness to her voice.

"Larissa what even are you talking about? I haven't done anything wrong." I said defensively, thinking back to today not being able to recall anything that would have upset her.

"You haven't done anything wrong? Well I'm sure if you went and asked your new girlfriend Morticia she'd tell you." Larissa spat, her words laced with jealousy. Larissa wanted to apologize for what she said, she knew you didn't do anything wrong but it was hard for her when she was blinded by her rage.

My new girlfriend? What? Has Larissa gone mad. Wait. Is she, jealous? "My new girlfriend? Larissa seriously?" I almost could've laughed at how childish Larissa was being right now, although it is kind of cute." Larissa are you perhaps jealous?" I asked in a teasing tone already knowing the answer.

Larissa scoffed while looking at me "Do you think this is funny? You probably wish she was here don't you." Larissa said while looking back down at her computer continuing her work.

"Come on darling you know that's not true, I love you and only you." I said begging Larissa to not be angry anymore.

"Prove it then." Larissa said smirking with a suggestive tone. "Show mommy how much you love her."

I felt my cheeks heat up and my knees grow weak, I love it when Larissa talks dirty it really brings something out of me.

I slowly walked around the desk over to where Larissa was sitting and I grabbed her computer and her important papers and I gently layed them on the floor while hopping up on Larissa's desk.

I looked at Larissa as she scooted closer to me and wrapped her arms around my waist bringing me into a rough but passionate kiss.

I wrapped my arms around Larissa's neck while her hands rubbed small circles on my thighs causeing me to moan into her lips. Larissa broke the kiss for a moment to take my shirt and bra off and then my pants.

I could feel the heat between my legs building up. Larissa growled into the kiss as she grabbed my throat slightly chocking me, pushing me down on my back, careful not to hit my head.

Larissa broke free from the kiss allowing us to catch our breath." Who do you belong to?" Larissa asks while harshly slapping my ass. "You! Only you." I replied heavily aroused." That's right slut you're mine and only mine."

Larissa said while her hands traveled up my thighs to the place I needed her the most. Larissa watched in excitement and relished in the fact that only she could see you like this. Larissa grabbed your left breast and begun twisting your nipples while she put the right one in her mouth.

You couldn't help but moan at Larissa's actions."Please" you begged. Larissa stopped her action smirking devilishly knowing exactly what you wanted. "Please what? You need to tell mommy what you want with your words." Larissa said.

"Please touch me" I said in a needy voice. "Please touch me what?" Larissa said with a smug smile."Please touch me, mommy." I said almost moaning at the nickname. "Good girl, now beg for it."

Larissa said dragging her fingers dangerously close to my pussy. I sighed then took a deep breath. "Please, please fuck me I need you so so so bad." I said throwing away my dignity or whatevers left of it.

"Oh my, how could I say no when my sweet girl asked so nicely." Larissa smiled as she quickly plunged two fingers into my dripping wet pussy. I moaned out, satisfied that I'm finally getting the fiction I've been craving.

Larissa expertly snaked her hand up and took my right breast and started rolling my nipples between her slender finger's. "M-More." I begged." Do you want another one of mommy's fingers?" Larissa asked teasingly.

 "Y-Yess! Please, give me another one mommy!" I basically shouted. Before I knew it Larissa was pumping three fingers into me, I could feel a knot in my stomach forming, I knew my climax was approaching. "Darling I can feel you clenching around my fingers, are you close?" Larissa asked.

Being consumed by pleasure all I could do was vigorously nod my head. "Alight my love when you're ready cum for me." I nodded my head. Larissa started pumping her fingers at a faster pace, causing my legs to shake.

I definitely won’t be walking tomorrow, and with one finale thrust I came all over Larissa's fingers. Larissa gave me a few more thrust's to help me ride out my high then pulled out when I finally calmed down.

You watched as she placed all three fingers in her mouth tasting you. Larissa moaned on her fingers before pulling them out and saying "You taste absolutely divine dear." She chuckled before bending down and giving you a soft kiss on the lips

Larissa picked you up carefully, wiping the hair from your sweaty forehead. "Come on my love, lets get you cleaned up" and with that Larissa walked into the bathroom and placed you in the tub and cleaned you up. When she was finished she got out you some pajamas and helped get you dressed and tucked you into bed. Shortly after Larissa joined you after changing her clothes.

Larissa grabbed your waist and pulled you into her, kissing you on the forehead while smiling lovingly at you. "You know I didn't mean those awful things I said to you right?" Larissa asked feeling slightly guilty.

I looked at Larissa and gave her a small kiss before replying "I know you didn't, it's okay really.. plus I kind of enjoyed it" I said looking away and blushing.

Larissa grabbed my chin forcing me to meet her eye's and kissed me. "Of course you liked it." Larissa says while smiling warmly at me. "Heyyy what's that supposed to me." I say giving her a fake pout while rolling my eye's causing Larissa and me to break into a fit of laughter.

As our laughter died down I flipped over and layed on Larissa's chest and listened to her heart beat, relaxing in the comfortable silence that filled the room. Larissa started to stroke my hair reminding me just how exhausted I really am.

I opened my eyes for the last time taking in Larissa's breath taking features before saying "Goodnight, I love you".

Larissa opened her beautiful blue eyes and said "Goodnight my dear, I love you too, sleep well."

I lazily smiled at Larissa and closed my eyes and began to fall into a deep slumber.

————-

A/N: I hate this

[yes-divine-ruler]

Upcoming Works

based on requests I’ve received :) in no particular order

Tate Langdon

* Tate begs for you back even if that means you have to punish him - so he gets spanked

* Sleepy sex

* Riding Subby Tate’s face

* Pregnant reader, mommy kink

* Tate comforts you after you have a fight with your dad

* Tate has been a tease all day and deserves to be punished

Kyle Spencer

* clingy frankenkyle gets jealous

* Frankenkyle smut

Kai Anderson

* obsessive/stalker Kai angst

* Ghost face!kai smut

* Kai thinks you’re the mole angst

* Pre cult Kai is needy, he’s never had sex

* Chasing kink - tag you’re it

* Kai confesses his love for you fluff

* Cult Kai gets a lapdance and you ask him not to touch

* You lose!

* Reader gets hurt while out with the cult fluff

* You dominate the relationship smut

James Patrick March

* Morticia and Gomez

* Y/N teaches James how to use a phone

* James gets caught cheating- so reader gets revenge and James doesn’t like that.

* Dominating JPM

* I wanna be yours

* Pacify her

* James protects you from the dangers in the hotel because he’s taken by you

Kit Walker

* 40 Lashes part 2 - reader confronts kit on why he always takes the blame for her

* He dominates

* Sub kit who gets vocal / uses safe word

Jimmy Darling

* Lovers rock

* You masturbate in front of him and he can’t touch you

* Reader goes to a Tupperware party and becomes infatuated with him

Evan Peters

* dad!evan

* Reader dresses up to get evans attention

* He’s usually vanilla - but today he’s tired and angry and he takes it out on you

* Flustered Part 2 - the confrontation

* How evan supports you during pregnancy / HC

* Celebrity reader has a crush on Evan

* Reader and Evan oh AHS cast smut

* Evan dates a country girl

Warren Lipka

* daddy kink

Michael Langdon

* bdsm, leash, oral, puppy

* He’s pissed off and he scares you, so he calms down and comforts you

Peter Maximoff

* waking him up with a BJ

* Edging Peter

* he jerks off during a call that gets heated

[marilynthornhilllover]

Hi, I love your fanfic of Morticia Addams x reader! I’m wondering if you can do “Mommy morticia x bratty reader?

mention of hair pulling, spanking, crying reader and comfort in the end?

Attitude problems

Dom!Morticia x brat!reader

Warning: smut, indecent language, praise kink, spanking,mommy kink, pulling of hair, crying, fluff.

Translations: mon amour = my love

Je vous aimed = I love you

Je t'aime aussi = I love you too

A/n: please note that all translations were done from Google if they are wrong i do apologies🤚. Enjoy💕

♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤●♤

You were not having it with mortica today. She had promised to take you shopping and now she wants to go visit her and uncle all the way across town, you were not having it.

It's not that you wanted to act like a brat, she was irritating you.

"Come on mon amour, you'll make us late" she shouted leaning against the car.

You slowly walked out of the mansion , the maid waving morticia a goodbye before she closed the door. You had a bad attitude today and mortica was getting impatient.

You locked eye contact with her and rolled your eyes, forcing a pout on your face before graciously taking your time to walk down the steps.

Morticia huffed as she walked up to you and grabbed your arm harshly. Her grip was insane giving the length of her acrylic nails. The was she manhandled you made your core ache.

"Do not play with me darling" she said in a harsh tone, her voice laced with dominance sending shivers through you. Shivers that she felt, oh how she loved the effect she had on you.

You gulped as she slightly pushed you towards the car, opening the door for you. As soon as you entered she slammed the door, starting you before walking over to her side mumbling something in French. That made you more angry.

What gaved her the right to be angry, after all she was the one breaking promises.

You scoffed as you turned to face the window avoiding eye contact with her as she entered the car. You knew she was shooting daggers at you.

It was a long ride, she tried playing your favorite song but after realizing you weren't keen about it she turned it off.

She then tried to place a hand on your thigh, slowly pushing it under your skirt making your breath hitch. She chuckled darkly as she felt that you were already soaked.

She removed her hand a small whine escaping your mouth as you played it off as a yawn. Morticia pulled up in the drive way of her uncle and his wife house smiling ear the ear.

You liked that she was happy but you were still disappointed that she changed the plans of the day.

She removed her seat belt and turned to look at you. Her smile dropped when she saw you still had your attitude.

Grabbing your chin to look at her she gaved you a stern look.

"Will you be on your best behavior?" She asked as her eyes flicked down to your lips.

"Yes mommy" you mumbled. she hummed in response and released your face with a slight push before getting out of the car. Mortica ran up to her uncle and his wife like a little kid who was getting adopted. You heard them greeting eachother in French obviously before all three if them turned to wait for you.

Seeing the impatient and confused expression on the two people's face plus morticias angry one you hurried your little feet up to them, forcing a smile.

" sorry, hi" you said as you reached them. Morticia flashed you a disapproving look before turning to introduce you to her family.

" this is y/n my wife" she spoke before repeating herself in French. The couple shared a confused surprised look before turning to look at you then back at mortica. You didn't know French too well, but since you've been with morticia you've learned quite a bit.

And you were positive the lady said you were too young to be with morticia before laughing her ass off.

"And as old as you are your still quite a a noisy bitch" you mumbled. Mortica gasped as she turned to look at you.

"Y/n that is not nice" she said, you swore you saw flames in her eyes. You rolled your eyes before looking away.

"She said your house looks nice, lovely colors" morticia said in french faking a smile. The lady looked at mortica in disbelief, if that is what you had truly said that wouldn't have been her reaction.

The lady gaved you a small smile before opening the door for you and morticia to enter. Her and her husband following behind, as you hear them whisper.

"Don't try to be smart mouth y/n, just because they don't speak English doesn't mean they don't understand it" she whispered in your ear.

Dinner went smoothly, the food was great, you managed to get a small house tour. But you still had your attitude... slightly.

"So tish how's Wednesday" the lady asked. You almost choked on your water, hearing the lady speak English was like hearing an animal talk. The lady flashed you a savage smile before returning her gaze to mortica.

That meant she had heard your insult earlier. But you didn't care nor did you regret it.

" Oh wednesday is..... how she's always been still most definitely destructive AND trying to pursue a career of an detective" morticia said as the two elderly people started laughing.

"I must get going now, we had a great time, right mon amour?" You nodded as you again faked a smile. You both said your goodbyes and left.

♧

The entire ride home was silent but you could read morticia like a book, and the grip she had on your thigh was insane. You could tell she was still angry and disappointed.

As soon as you both got home morticia had you dragged into the house and into the bedroom in no time. Taking off your clothes and bending you over her leg.

"You know how I feel about brats yet you still choose to act like one huh" she spoke sliding her fingers up your folds, slightly rubbing your clit.

You whine as you pushed back into her making her spank you hard. You moan as the sensation goes straight to your core. Oh how you wish you has just been a good girl.

"Tonight mon amour you'll be counting and I'll be spanking" she cooed as she caressed your ass cheeks. You knew too well what was about to go down.

Smack.

"One"

Smack

"Two"

Smack

"F-fuck tish" you tried to move away from her hold to only earn another hard slap to your already burning ass. Tears started to form in your eyes as the pain becomes unbearable.

Mortica grabbed both your hands and pressed them firmly against your back, keeping your body close to her.

" brats take what their given" she growled as she continued to leave her hand print against the skin of your ass.

You then tried moving again but she grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled you back, making you let out a pornographic moan that was music to her ears. She gave you another slap to your ass making you jolt.

" such a good girl for mommy, taking her so well" she cooed in your ear kissing your earlobe as she went back to slapping your ass.

All you could do was take it. Regret was killing you but at the same time you were loving it.

After she was finished she picked you up and gently placed you on the bed, looking at you with pure love and adoration in her eyes.

" I'm sorry" you mumbled, tucking a strand of hair from her face to place it behind her ear, she smiled softly at you and placed a kiss on your nose.

"It's ok baby, je vous aimed" she whispered kissing you softly. The kiss was slowly and soft, sending electricity through you. You sighed into it. Morticia's kisses always made you feel so loved.

" Je t'aime aussi" you whispered, watching as she gasped in surprise. She chuckled softly as she kissed you again, pouring all her love for you into it.

She picked you up bridal style, making sure not to break the kiss before taking you into the bathroom to give you a shower.

She sat you down in the bathtub your back pressed against her front as she took her time and carefully washed your back as she left kisses along your spine.

You laid back into her as she left marks on your neck. You've never been more loved.

" I'd buy you the world if I could" she whispered, holding you tight around your mid section. The only thing you could focus on is the butterflies in your stomach and the closeness of your wife.

[prettygreenpills]

hey, I am here for kinktober day 5 with Morticia Addams? Maybe a bit of angry mommy Morticia taking her anger out on the reader? Thank you! I love your works and can’t wait to read more for the kinktober!

have a nice day

Hi anon! Here it is!

KINKTOBER day 5 | breath play - Morticia Addams

You need some air darling?

warnings: breath play, choking, fingering, thigh riding, mommy!morticia, etc.

“Will you excuse us Larissa?” Morticia asked your principal kindly and you looked at her with horror in your eyes.

“Of course Tish,” your principal said only and you felt your organs shake. Morticia took your hand and pulled you out of the office you three had a meeting in and she started walking towards your room she knew you didn’t share with anyone.

When she opened the doors of your room, she pushed you inside, closing them shut behind herself.

“Take off your clothes darling.”

“But Tish-“

“I said, take them off,” Morticia looked you deep into your eyes and you didn’t dare to not follow her instructions. You started taking your clothes off for her. When you took off the last piece as well, what left you naked in the room, you looked at Morticia who was standing still and looking out of the window.

“Onto the bed, legs up,” she ordered you and that was the moment she turned to face you. You nodded your head and laid onto your back, taking your calf muscles and pulling your legs up.

And like that, you were all exposed to Morticia. When she saw your glistening naked core aching for her, she just smiled and looked you into your face.

You let out a soft breath, which was like a call for the black haired woman. She walked over to the bed and knelt onto the mattress you were laying on. You looked down at her and breathed out.

“Please-“

“Begging now are we?” She cocked an eyebrow at you and tilted her head to the side. Her hand travelled up your already naked body and she pinched your nipple. Letting out a gasp for her, you tilted your head back and didn’t even realize what a good move it was for Morticia.

Her strong hand immediately grasped you by your neck. She pulled herself closer to you and her free hand wandered down your core.

“Mhm-“

“Shut up now. You were flirting with Larissa in that office, god knows how many times she had fucked you while I was gone,” Morticia stated and you shook your head no.

“She- s-she didn’t-“

“I said keep your mouth shut,” Morticia seemed even more angry than before and you bit on your lower lip, trying to get some oxygen to your lungs. Even though you couldn’t.

Keeping your mouth shut like you were told, when Morticia’s fingers slipped inside of your slippery wet cunt, you only bit on your lip. Her fingers were stretching you out so well and all you were allowed to do was laying there on the bed and taking what she was giving to you.

Your mouth opened and it was totally out of your control. A gasp left from between your delicate cherry lips and you started to feel a little lightheaded.

Morticia looked up at you. Smirking only, she released your throat for a second, but when she was sure you took a proper breath, she leant onto her hand which was placed on your neck again and started choking you even more.

Her fingers became faster and…. Thicker. You didn’t know if she added another one or not, but she was stretching you out to that point when it started to hurt. While she was focusing on your cunt, her hand loosened a little and you could take a small breath.

“You will show me who owns you. You will cum for me, like this. Understood?”

You didn’t speak, just nodded your head. Morticia seemed to be satisfied by your answer and when she curled her fingers, you bucked your hips against her hand.

“So needy aren’t we?” She asked you. “Hm? Cara Mia?”

“Please-“

“Go ahead. Don’t ignore your needs,” she whispered into your ear and her fingers went even deeper inside of you. She was hitting your spot with the top of them and your eyes rolled back into your scalp.

Your face was read already from all of the blood which wasn’t allowed to flow down to the rest of your body. Your neck hurt from how Morticia was choking you and when her fingers pumped rougher, you clenched your thighs.

“Shit!” You gasped out, as loud as Morticia’s hand allowed you to. Your thighs clenched and you tried to keep them together as much as you could.

“Hush, we are not done,” Morticia growled at you and she pulled her fingers out. She took your hips and lifted you up while she sat onto the edge of the bed. She pulled her skirt up so it was around her beautiful waist and she sat you onto her bony thigh.

As her body made contact with your centre, and it wasn’t really gentle, you whined. Without any waiting, Morticia placed her pale hands onto your hips and started guiding you up and down on her thigh, making sure she would spread your folds to bring you more pleasure.

“Now this is just a little teasing. You’re not allowed to touch me, place your hands onto your thighs,” Morticia commanded to you and when you did as she said, her hand grabbed your throat again, her fingertips burying into your soft skin.

“Ah-“

Her free hand took you by your hip. She was so strong, there were no doubts in that. Using only one hand, she started moving your lower body on her thigh and choking you again.

You had your eyes closed and your fingernails started showing into your thighs immediately and Morticia accidentally parted your folds. Your clit was in contact with her thigh and the burning sensation the woman was making you feel started to be more uncomfortable than comfortable.

Your loud moan brought Morticia’s attention to your face. She brushed your hair out of your face and then she took your hip again, pushing you down onto her thigh even more.

Shaking on her from the stimulation was what made you feel so embarrassed. Soft moans which bubbled out of your throat were the only signs of that something was going on in the room.

“H-hurts-“

“Now, do you know why is all of this happening?” Morticia asked, looking you straight into your eyes. When she realized that a tear fall from them, she let go of your neck and used her hand on your hips, fucking you on herself.

“B-because-“ you started but had to clear your throat. When you swallowed and it hurt, you were sure about that a bruise was forming there. “Because I was flirting with Larissa-“

“That’s right,” Morticia agreed with you and when she felt your thighs clench and heard you hiss, she looked up at you. “Do you think you deserve to cum?”

“N-No Mistress-“

“That’s right,” Morticia said and when she knew that you were so close to your release, she lifted you up from her thigh and sat you onto the bed. “Now look what a mess you’ve made.”

“I am so sorry,” you whispered and pulled your thighs closer to your chest. You didn’t dare to look up at her until you didn’t hear her approach the bed again. You looked up with fear in your eyes and you just listened.

“Don’t you dare flirt with anyone while you’re here or you’ll end up so much worse. Understood?”

“Yes Mistress,” you whispered and furrowed your eyebrows because your throat hurt. You didn’t even try swallowing. Of course her behavior made you feel butterflies in your stomach, there was no questioning it.

And as she said before you left to study at Nevermore. She would teach you a lesson once you misbehave. And that day way today.

[seconds-2-midnight]

I FOUND MY SKETCHES

I made an OC to pair with Peeves the Poltergeist just for funsies but I ended up falling in love with her because she's The Worst lol. Moira is a six-foot-tall banshee dommy mommy who gets a job at Hogwarts teaching folklore (because she IS folklore) when in reality, she just wants to destroy the Sorcerer's Stone so she can kill Nicholas Flamel once and for all. If she doesn't succeed, she dies in his place at the end of the year. Peeves becomes kinda obsessed with her because 1) she's hideous and smells like grave dirt and he loves that kinda thing, and 2) she gets SUPER angry when he messes with her. Hilarity, betrayal, and morally questionable escapades ensue. Everyone is a bad person. No one likes each other and the romance aspects are very toxic. It's like if Gomez and Morticia went apeshit and started committing arson in Scotland without restraint. Literally none of the 'main' main characters even show up, it's all side character bullshit and antics. It's a great time.

Listening to Ludo and randomly remembered a Harry Potter fic I abandoned (because transphobes should rot) and it was honestly so much fun and I miss ittttt.

It was like grumpy x sunshine, but if the grumpy was a thousand year old death omen who had no qualms about murdering Hogwarts staff to get what she wanted, and the sunshine was a jester from hell who would also kill someone for a corn chip and loved his very tall corpse wife so much (she wants to eat him).

It was also really sad and sexy and gross. I want to share art of it uuuugh

[pink-chevalier]

Arabella and Celestial came back from Angelique's house feeling weirdly defeated because of everything that happened. Arabella felt great for beating her up, but she also wanted to attack the damn piece of shit that traumatized her nieces. Celestial holds her hand, a soft attempt to calm down her wife as they reached their little home. They went straight to the back to see Melantha and Morticia playing with their daughters. It was such a cute sight to see that it made Celestial smile and warmed Arabella's heart.

Celestial: *smiles* I see you girls are having the time of your lives.

Dani: *excited* Mama! Morty's teaching me how to dance! Look, mommy!

Arabella: *giggles* You're so good at dancing, Dani! But, can you take your sister inside we need to talk to Mel and Morty.

Melantha: *goes to them* What happened with Angelique? I guess it didn't go that good since you came back empty-handed

Celestial: *sighs* Well, Mel, we were prepared to steal both of your suitcases if needed, but she ended up giving away the things and even sold them just to get more money to buy drugs.

Morticia: *angry* Typical! Of course, she would do something like that! 

Arabella: But! I didn't let her get away with it.

Mel and Morty: *confused* What happened?

Celestial: *smiles* Aunt Arabella beat the living hell out of your mother, and we're going to celebrate with some cake.

<<<         >>>

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Can you do "Angry mommy morticica x r"?

when r flirt with marilyn and morticia had enough and decide to take r home and give her a painful punishment like 30 and they end up having comfort sex?

Hello there @batlove4ever 🙃 Thanks for the Morticia request!! I took some inspiration from @puppyboibutch , so check out their blog 💞🫰🏻 I also included a song for this Fic 😚🫶🏻 FYI this is pure. filthy. smut.

Pretty Pouty Puppy ~Morticia Addams xFem Reader xfeat. Marilyn Thornhill

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

#30. “Fuck off” “What, on you?”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!!, smut, possible infidelity/cheating, possessiveness, possessiveness kink, kissing, overstimulation, smutty smut, mommy kink, punishment kink, angry mommy, pet names, bondage, vibrator use, orgasm denial, masturbation, overstimulation, strap-fucking, doggystyle, praise kink, implied degrading kink, bondage kink…?, etc.

Enjoy (;

You were straddling Marilyn’s lap on her chair, your lips intertwined with hers. You were both in her classroom, after school hours. Marilyn bucked her hips up into yours, eliciting a breathy moan from your lips into the red heads. You pulled back slightly and giggled.

“You really think this will work?” You panted.

You were met with a mischievous gaze from the red head.

“Babe, you said you wanted to make Morticia jealous right?” She reminded you of your past whinings and complaints of how nothing you did seemed to rile up the raven haired goddess.

You bit your lip and nodded with a cheeky grin.

“Trust me, this will get her panties in a twist…” Marilyn chuckled, “I already texted her; all we have to do is wait for—”

Your lips smashed back into Marilyn’s before she could finish her sentence. You were one hundred percent on board with this, because Marilyn was right. You wanted to make Morticia jealous, you had tried literally everything and you were desperate.

With a swift swing, Marilyn’s door suddenly opened. Everything went so silent, you swore you could have heard a pin drop… You froze in the red heads lap. Your breath hitched. You could feel the tension in the room. You could hear her breathing right alongside yours and Marilyn’s.

“Up. Right now.” Morticia gritted out.

You scurried out of Marilyn’s lap and stood by her desk, biting your lips and blushing. Morticia stalked her way over to you.

“I have tried to be patient.” She jeered, “I watched you mess around with her, watched you flirt with her, and now I find my puppy straddling her lap…”

You gulped.

Maybe you had taken this too far…? You completely underestimated how much your antics had actually gotten to the woman…

“I… I’m… sorry…” you chocked out, blushing furiously and looking to the ground.

Morticia chuckled wickedly.

“We’re going home. Not a single word.” She seethed.

You nodded immediately.

Marilyn sent you caring look as you quickly followed Morticia out. The whole ride to your house was silent. You clenched your thighs in anticipation.

“I want you on the bed, stripped, and kneeling waiting for Mommy.” Morticia practically growled, as you pulled into the driveway.

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered.

With that, you scurried your ass up to your shared bedroom, stripping as fast as humanly possible, and kneeling on the bed in wait for Morticia. Your heart was racing and your breathing was erratic as Morticia entered the room, wearing nothing but her black garter lingerie set. You gulped. Morticia walked up you, craning over your pathetically needy excuse for a body, and grabbing your chin.

“Mommy’s angry…” Morticia growled, “And you’re gonna pay, pet…”

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered.

~~~

“Oh puppy…” Morticia wickedly purred, “you look delicious all tied up like this… and that vibrator must feel so good on that needy pussy of yours!”

You mewled and pulled against your silk ties, restraining you to all four bedposts.

“Making such pathetic sounds, such a slutty pet…” she lustfully growled.

You incoherently cried out in pleasurable pain. She’d been at this for hours… But you couldn’t get enough, your hips desperately rutting against the the toy. But she wouldn’t let you cum.

“Little bitch in heat who needs to fuck so badly, hmmmm pet…?” Morticia tauntingly growled, “Too bad Mommy’s puppy has been such a bad girl…”

You squirmed in your restrained hold, the slight pain in your wrists and ankles, pushing you to the edge even further.

“That’s why Mommy has you tied there with that pretty little vibrator…” The raven haired goddess lustfully husked.

“Please mommy please…!” You whimpered and whined, desperate for some proper friction.

“Your little whimpers and whines will make the perfect background noise while Mommy makes herself feel good…” Morticia wickedly purred.

“Oh mommy no please…!!” You mewled, “mommy I’m sorry… I’ll be good mommy please!!”

Suddenly the vibrator went up a intensity, causing you to practically keel over in pleasure. But you couldn’t come. It was becoming painfully difficult.

And then you had to watch Morticia spread out on the big lounge chair across from the bed. She stripped her knickers and spread her legs so that you could see her glistening pussy perfectly. You groaned at the sight. She then began skillfully fucking herself while drinking in the sight of your pathetic being.

“Keep being good like this and I’ll personally breed you after I finish…” Morticia lustfully purred.

“Yes mommy I’ll be so good…!! Won’t cum promise please!!” You cried out.

“Fuck Mon Amour—! That’s a good pet…!” Morticia groaned as she fucked herself to her climax, toppling over the edge with a sinful cry.

~~~

You were still tied up and the vibrator was still relentlessly working your dripping hole.

“Are you going to be good now, puppy…?” Morticia purred.

“Yes wanna cum please let me cum mommy!!” You pled.

“Oh no no…” Morticia wickedly tutted, “You don’t get to cum yet…”

You were so frustrated and you made the grave mistake of speaking out…

“Fuck off…!” You cried out.

Morticia cocked an eyebrow at your sudden disobedience.

“What, on you?” She spat back.

“Wait no no— mommy I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’ll be good…!!” You cried, pulling against your restraints even more.

~~~

When Morticia finally relented on edging you on for hours, you were in for a whole other level of her anger…

She had you on all fours in the middle of the bed with your hands bound in front of you. She was pounding into you relentlessly with her favorite, girthy strap. Her hand was deliciously wrapped in your hair, as she pulled your head back towards her with each thrust.

“Fuck GOD Mommy—!!!” You cried out.

Mascara was running down your face and your clit was so sensitive you thought you would explode if you didn’t cum.

“That’s it’s, puppy…” Morticia angrily growled, “Take Mommy’s dick like a good little pet…”

~~~

By the end of the night (more like into the early morning), Morticia had milked the upteenth orgasm from you, finally allowing you to collapse from exhaustion and overstimulation.

Morticia was quick to throw the strap to the side and open her arms for you to snuggle her form. You happily complied, nuzzing into her form.

“I’m sorry Mommy…” you whispered.

“It’s alright, baby…” she husked in your ear, “but the next time you want Mommy’s attention, all you have to do is ask…”

You nuzzled your face into the crook of her neck and nodded, causing the raven haired goddess to chuckle.

“Such a good girl…” she murmured as you drifted off.

~~~

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Can you do 18yr old Larissa/18 yr old Morticia with #1? Thank you.

Heyyy anon! Of course! I’m always up for a Larissa Weems request 😉 Especially a young!Larissa… Plus Morticia and this specific prompt in the mix… 😫 deliciousness… And they were roommates 😏

Bite me~ young!larissa Weems & young!morticia Frump

Mommy…Master List

Prompt-List

#1. “You think you can top me?”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, all legal ages, biting kink, power struggle, fingering, anger/jealousy fucking, sex, smut, etc.

Idk word count, shorter fic

Enjoy (;

Morticia had recently been spending an insane amount of time with Gomez Addams of all people. And this infuriated Larissa. She hated all the attention that those two paid to each other. Morticia was hers. And she had to make sure Morticia and Gomez both knew that.

On a particular morning, Larissa had decided to stay in her shared dorm with Morticia instead of going to breakfast. She just couldn’t deal with seeing those two together for another second.

Suddenly, Morticia stormed into the room, clearly upset, “You little shapeshifting snake!” She spat.

Larissa was confused for a second as she processed what was happening. She’d never seen Morticia so riled up.

“You wanted me angry?! You win! You want me to tell you your more evil than I am?! Definitely after this!” Morticia ranted in Larissa’s face, “But you do not do this.”

Larissa decided to act innocently, “I’m not sure I’m aware what your talking about, Morticia…”

God, she loved seeing Morticia so worked up…

“Oh no. There’s no playing coy this time!” Morticia threatingly jeered, “You’ve been spreading rumors that you’ve topped me!!” She then came closer to Larissa, to where Larissa swore she could lean in and taste Morticia’s lips quite easily.

“You think you can top me?!” Morticia demeaningly spat.

Larissa in that moment decided to feed into Morticia’s little fit even more, to see how far she could really take this…

She came even closer to Morticia and looked her directly in the eyes, “Bite me.” Larissa jeered with a smirk.

Morticia’s eyes glazed over a dark wash of lust and she grinned. She crashed her lips into Larissa’s, biting down on her lower lip and drawing blood. This caused both women to moan.

They lustfully fought for dominance in the kiss until they both had to pull away in defeat for a breather. But they were both far from done with each other.

Morticia started to bite and leave dark hicceys along Larissa’s neck, collar bone, and shoulder. This brought many whimpers from Larissa’s mouth, making Morticia grin like a Cheshier cat.

Larissa slowly led them to her bed, and while Morticia was entranced with breaking into Larissa’s skin, Larissa took the opportunity to catch her off guard. She swiftly pushed Morticia onto the bed and quickly pinned her to it so that she couldn’t flip positions with her.

This earned Larissa a mewl from Morticia followed by a groan. Larissa stared down at the needy, desperate Morticia who was bucking her hips for any friction whatsoever.

As her hand made it’s way into Morticia’s underwear and her fingers slid into her wet cunt, causing a delicious moan to leave Morticia’s throat, Larissa dominantly purred into her ear, “Love, I don’t think I can top you…”

Larissa brought Morticia all the way to the edge before finishing her statement as Morticia screamed her name as she came on Larissa’s fingers;

“I know I can top you.”

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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Any Morticia stories coming out? That way I can be on the lookout and dive right into them lol

Heyyyy there, anon! Thanks for the question 🥰 Here is a summary of my current writings for Morticia Addams! Hope you’re doing well, Darling ♥️

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So I have one Morissa xReader Fic coming out soon called ‘Some Fun…’ 😏 Here’s a sneak peek:

Larissa smirked at your plea, looking over to Morticia who was grinning like a Cheshire Cat and nodding eagerly. “Alright, but you’ll have to stay quiet, Darling…” she breathily purred, “Can you do that…?” You bit your lip and nodded eagerly. “Words, Sweet girl…” Morticia warily purred. Your eyes widened and your breath hitched.

And then I currently have 3 Morticia WIPs… Here’s a smaller sneak peak:

1) Angry!Mommy!Morticia

2) Bottom!Cuddly!Morticia

3) Teacher x Student

Oh, and of course any mini-series/series I may be working on…

Like maybe another part to Bend us Break us…?

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Morticia Addams Masterlist

[puppyboibutch]

This is, and I shit you not, exactly what I was hoping would happen with my post. I was actively thinking about Morticia saying that when I wrote it.

@cissyenthusiast010155 , thank you for understanding my entire thought process somehow. No idea how this set of circumstances lined up but it did.

Also thank you for making the smut I couldn’t ever figure out; the world needs more Morticia x reader and this was the most BEAUTIFUL writing. (Also…. Hooooooo boy my writing as prompt inspiration???🥺🥺 daaaaammmnnn)

Can you do "Angry mommy morticica x r"?

when r flirt with marilyn and morticia had enough and decide to take r home and give her a painful punishment like 30 and they end up having comfort sex?

Hello there @batlove4ever 🙃 Thanks for the Morticia request!! I took some inspiration from @puppyboibutch , so check out their blog 💞🫰🏻 I also included a song for this Fic 😚🫶🏻 FYI this is pure. filthy. smut.

Pretty Pouty Puppy ~Morticia Addams xFem Reader xfeat. Marilyn Thornhill

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#30. “Fuck off” “What, on you?”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!!, smut, possible infidelity/cheating, possessiveness, possessiveness kink, kissing, overstimulation, smutty smut, mommy kink, punishment kink, angry mommy, pet names, bondage, vibrator use, orgasm denial, masturbation, overstimulation, strap-fucking, doggystyle, praise kink, implied degrading kink, bondage kink…?, etc.

Enjoy (;

You were straddling Marilyn’s lap on her chair, your lips intertwined with hers. You were both in her classroom, after school hours. Marilyn bucked her hips up into yours, eliciting a breathy moan from your lips into the red heads. You pulled back slightly and giggled.

“You really think this will work?” You panted.

You were met with a mischievous gaze from the red head.

“Babe, you said you wanted to make Morticia jealous right?” She reminded you of your past whinings and complaints of how nothing you did seemed to rile up the raven haired goddess.

You bit your lip and nodded with a cheeky grin.

“Trust me, this will get her panties in a twist…” Marilyn chuckled, “I already texted her; all we have to do is wait for—”

Your lips smashed back into Marilyn’s before she could finish her sentence. You were one hundred percent on board with this, because Marilyn was right. You wanted to make Morticia jealous, you had tried literally everything and you were desperate.

With a swift swing, Marilyn’s door suddenly opened. Everything went so silent, you swore you could have heard a pin drop… You froze in the red heads lap. Your breath hitched. You could feel the tension in the room. You could hear her breathing right alongside yours and Marilyn’s.

“Up. Right now.” Morticia gritted out.

You scurried out of Marilyn’s lap and stood by her desk, biting your lips and blushing. Morticia stalked her way over to you.

“I have tried to be patient.” She jeered, “I watched you mess around with her, watched you flirt with her, and now I find my puppy straddling her lap…”

You gulped.

Maybe you had taken this too far…? You completely underestimated how much your antics had actually gotten to the woman…

“I… I’m… sorry…” you chocked out, blushing furiously and looking to the ground.

Morticia chuckled wickedly.

“We’re going home. Not a single word.” She seethed.

You nodded immediately.

Marilyn sent you caring look as you quickly followed Morticia out. The whole ride to your house was silent. You clenched your thighs in anticipation.

“I want you on the bed, stripped, and kneeling waiting for Mommy.” Morticia practically growled, as you pulled into the driveway.

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered.

With that, you scurried your ass up to your shared bedroom, stripping as fast as humanly possible, and kneeling on the bed in wait for Morticia. Your heart was racing and your breathing was erratic as Morticia entered the room, wearing nothing but her black garter lingerie set. You gulped. Morticia walked up you, craning over your pathetically needy excuse for a body, and grabbing your chin.

“Mommy’s angry…” Morticia growled, “And you’re gonna pay, pet…”

“Yes mommy…” you whimpered.

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“Oh puppy…” Morticia wickedly purred, “you look delicious all tied up like this… and that vibrator must feel so good on that needy pussy of yours!”

You mewled and pulled against your silk ties, restraining you to all four bedposts.

“Making such pathetic sounds, such a slutty pet…” she lustfully growled.

You incoherently cried out in pleasurable pain. She’d been at this for hours… But you couldn’t get enough, your hips desperately rutting against the the toy. But she wouldn’t let you cum.

“Little bitch in heat who needs to fuck so badly, hmmmm pet…?” Morticia tauntingly growled, “Too bad Mommy’s puppy has been such a bad girl…”

You squirmed in your restrained hold, the slight pain in your wrists and ankles, pushing you to the edge even further.

“That’s why Mommy has you tied there with that pretty little vibrator…” The raven haired goddess lustfully husked.

“Please mommy please…!” You whimpered and whined, desperate for some proper friction.

“Your little whimpers and whines will make the perfect background noise while Mommy makes herself feel good…” Morticia wickedly purred.

“Oh mommy no please…!!” You mewled, “mommy I’m sorry… I’ll be good mommy please!!”

Suddenly the vibrator went up a intensity, causing you to practically keel over in pleasure. But you couldn’t come. It was becoming painfully difficult.

And then you had to watch Morticia spread out on the big lounge chair across from the bed. She stripped her knickers and spread her legs so that you could see her glistening pussy perfectly. You groaned at the sight. She then began skillfully fucking herself while drinking in the sight of your pathetic being.

“Keep being good like this and I’ll personally breed you after I finish…” Morticia lustfully purred.

“Yes mommy I’ll be so good…!! Won’t cum promise please!!” You cried out.

“Fuck Mon Amour—! That’s a good pet…!” Morticia groaned as she fucked herself to her climax, toppling over the edge with a sinful cry.

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You were still tied up and the vibrator was still relentlessly working your dripping hole.

“Are you going to be good now, puppy…?” Morticia purred.

“Yes wanna cum please let me cum mommy!!” You pled.

“Oh no no…” Morticia wickedly tutted, “You don’t get to cum yet…”

You were so frustrated and you made the grave mistake of speaking out…

“Fuck off…!” You cried out.

Morticia cocked an eyebrow at your sudden disobedience.

“What, on you?” She spat back.

“Wait no no— mommy I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’ll be good…!!” You cried, pulling against your restraints even more.

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When Morticia finally relented on edging you on for hours, you were in for a whole other level of her anger…

She had you on all fours in the middle of the bed with your hands bound in front of you. She was pounding into you relentlessly with her favorite, girthy strap. Her hand was deliciously wrapped in your hair, as she pulled your head back towards her with each thrust.

“Fuck GOD Mommy—!!!” You cried out.

Mascara was running down your face and your clit was so sensitive you thought you would explode if you didn’t cum.

“That’s it’s, puppy…” Morticia angrily growled, “Take Mommy’s dick like a good little pet…”

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By the end of the night (more like into the early morning), Morticia had milked the upteenth orgasm from you, finally allowing you to collapse from exhaustion and overstimulation.

Morticia was quick to throw the strap to the side and open her arms for you to snuggle her form. You happily complied, nuzzing into her form.

“I’m sorry Mommy…” you whispered.

“It’s alright, baby…” she husked in your ear, “but the next time you want Mommy’s attention, all you have to do is ask…”

You nuzzled your face into the crook of her neck and nodded, causing the raven haired goddess to chuckle.

“Such a good girl…” she murmured as you drifted off.

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