#daniela avanzini smut

[melanchoire]

thinking about daniela saying she is not into girls but until she has her first lesbian experience everything changes for her (i bet she is a natural pussy eater)

cw: cunnilingus, face sitting.

daniela maintaining her stance that she is straight and would never be with a woman until it comes to you, her friend who certainly makes her doubt sometimes and wouldn’t mind being with you. yes, daniela may get a little fruity during a party and probably end up kissing a friend, but when it comes to you it’s different

so imagine one night having a girls’ night out with her, being in your room and watching a stupid show on tv while you two eat snacks and laugh at how stupid the alcohol in your system was making you both. daniela has personality by nature but being a little drunk would increase this and would make you smile and laugh every second, of course, until she takes advantage of the moment when you’re distracted laughing to look at your body shamelessly and be able to devour you with her eyes without any problem because you’re focused on something else and you don’t notice her gaze on you

daniela would start with something simple like “you look very pretty today.” but her gaze screams desire rather than friendship and admiration… and well, you notice it when she climbs on top of your body and finally kisses you 😵‍💫 she would start something subtle in case you want to move away and she is looking for your answer, almost immediately putting her tongue inside your mouth when she feels you push your body against her and whimper against her lips

and daniela is a 10/10 pussy eater. you know girlies, that tongue flick during gnarly interlude 🙏🏻 i know she devours pussy with her whole mouth and literally makes a mess of saliva because she gets messy and eating pussy makes her stupid 🫠 i can also say that she would be attracted to facesitting because she would really like the idea of being able to grope your ass while you grind your pussy against her mouth + daniela would literally make you sit on her face and she wouldn’t care if you struggled to breathe because this is the best way to die in her opinion

[yunazxxx]

gp daniela x manon 🙏⁉️

pairing ≫ meret manon x daniela avanzini

content warnings ≫ best friends to lovers trope , g!p daniela , unprotected sex , slight getting caught , manon has a situationship but hes hella irrelevant.. , drug usage (marijuana) ,, etc maybe??

word count ≫ 2.7k

author talks ≫ happy new years my lovessss !!! i would love to start off this year strong with this danon fic which i hope you all + my lovely anon here who requested it, will enjoy it. and yeah, enjoy the read !! — ps not very proofread so ntm.. — this has hella fillers that probably arent relevant but i dont care…

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"he still hasn't responded" the brunette repeated for the sixth time within the last three hours, she was over at daniela's place for the month as they usually would just come live with one another. there were no issues with manon's current living situation, she just wanted to go over dani's for a while.

daniela sighed while she was tying her hair up, "put the phone down girl" and manon looked up at her, "come on, then he'll text once that happens" and daniela just looked at the brunette, "come onnn, at least have some fun."

and manon shut off her phone, putting her hands up, "phone's off" and daniela took her hand, "you won't be needing it today" and she slid the older's phone in her purse. she walked with her out of the room, leaving out to the garage to her car.

daniela had plans set with her friend, they actually had been together for a while but they failed to execute because of manon's boyfriend, or more so situationship/boytoy. daniela really had a distaste for him, he was, really fucking weird.. daniela couldn't figure out why though.

the more time daniela spent with manon and this guy, she began to think that maybe he wasn’t the only problem. this dawned on her when she would see them kiss or be affectionate towards each other, it made her sick to the stomach.

sometimes when she would be drunk at a club, or bar, with manon and the guy she’d be all over manon kissing her, and even when manon would be the one to initiate the kiss, daniela would pull the doler by her waist and grab at her.

it was then and there daniela realized she had feelings for her, but obviously she’d just have to play it off, never knowing how to exactly say it to the brunette.

after daniela started her car, she began blasting a random playlist she had been on for a while, a song coming on called “better than the boys” which she just let it play and acted like it wasn’t there for a obvious reason.

while the pair drove along the highway, daniela was speeding, literally fast enough that it could get her a ticket or in a accident but almost no one was out right now because it was business hours. the pair were making thier wway to this meet up thing that they were invited to an outing with their friend group.

while daniela drove down the empty roads, the windows were down while they blasted music. manon practically hung out the window while they sung along to this song, but as they reached their destination, she went back in.

daniela parked her car and manon got out, daniela sat inside and turned off the car, turning around and seeing her friend making funny faces in the car window. daniela laughed while she opened the door and got out, her and manon walked to the building together.

they walked inside and were imidiately met with their friends hugging them, it had been months since they last met up so finally having this time to just, have a breather out meant the world to them. they were at the mall, pretty much just shopping at random stores and joking with one another, as they usually do.

they went into a jewlery store, since they made customs and daniela and manon wanted to get somethng for one another. the group split into twos, daniela had a few of their friends with her while manon did too.

everyone had their own little job, but soon the girls got distracted and kind of forgot what they were supposed to be doing but daniela and manon were able to make the jewlery they knew the other would like, or more so love.

manon had purchased daniela a necklace with both of their initals and a heart between them, and even had a handwritten note for the blonde, while daniela also made manon a necklace with a special charm and had got her some extra things.

it was a new years tradition for their friend group, it worked like secret santa really, they'd be given paper inside of a box or bowl, even a hat with their names on it, and kinda similar to last year, they got each other.

after the mall trip, they headed to the second oldest in their friend groups house, sophia's. they all gathered in the living room and revealed who they had, they had the most random order, going from first letter in their last names.

daniela walked over to manon, giving her the bag and turning to go sit back in her seat, but manon pulled her shirt and handed her the bag, and winked at her. daniela went to sit, yoonchae stood up giving lara a heavy, ass box, which lara almost dropped.

"what the heck is in here?" lara asked, "oh my god" you could hear someone exclaimed, yoonchae giggled going back to her seat, sophia walked over to megan giving her another heavy ass box — which the ginger just laughed at but setting it on her lap.

lara put the box beside her, standing up and giving three different little boxes to sophia, confusing the black haired woman, and finally megan handed yoonchae a small, box? which she just kept smiling reallly big about.

daniela opened her bag first, seeing the necklace and screaming out of joy, running over to hug the brunette while also prompting her to open hers but manon shook her head, "there's more in yours" and daniela opened it more, and saw the paper, and read it almost tearing up, she looked at manon, "i'm gonna get you later"

making the group burst into laughter, "lets hurry it up we got stuff to do after thiss!!!" sophia yelled, and so all the girls opened their gifts, but yoonchae because megan told her to wait, that very heavy ass box that lara got from yoonchae not only had legos but also other things she wanted and had been talking about for months.

the other gifts were pretty much the same for the other girls, the tiny box yoonchae had still confused her, even asking megan "what could fit in here?" and when she opened it, it was a pair of keys which she just looked at megan, and they went outside together and thats when you could hear yoonchae scream.

the younger girl ran inside of the house, she looked so energetic. megan came back in, laughing her heart out but the two girls soon explained why she was reacting like that, it was pretty much after this were all the girls had a random energy burst and they were all playing around and just enjoying quality time.

daniela and manon broke off from the other girls, going upstairs together because they needed to "refresh" themselves, which was really just code for they needed to smoke. they were inside of sophia's room, and cracked a window, daniela pulled something from her jacket pocket, a blunt, handing it to manon.

since the brunette was sitting closest to the window, she took the first pull of it, daniela just watching her in awe. "why are you looking at me like that?" the brunette asked, "ah, um.. nothing" daniela softly whispered when manon passed her the blunt.

daniela took her pull, but moved closer to manon, grabbing her face and blowing the smoke in her mouth, after doing this daniela pulled her into a kiss, which manon responded to. but this kiss wasn't a small peck, or just a few seconds, the kiss grew deeper overtime and so did the need for each other.

manon broke off the kiss, looking into daniela's hooded eyes, and sheeh chuckeled, "that was crazy" she said before taliking another pull of the blunt, daniela licked her lips, looking at manon. "could we do something more, fun?" manon looked at the blonde, taking another pull of it before putting it out, "what's on your mind?"

daniela smiled before taking manon's hand and tackling her to the bed, she held the older's wrist together, using one of her hands while the other cupped manon's cheek while she kissed her, daniela's knee resting between manon's leg.

daniela's kisses quikly made manon feel enchated, like she was stuck under a spell by her friend. manon whined into the kiss, causing daniela to break it, "ah ah ah, stay quiet" and she kissed down the older's neck.

she left hickeys, even a special heart one where daniela loves to kiss her sometimes. the older woman tried moving her hands but failed, her body reacting to daniela's movements almost like she was perfectly made for daniela's touch.

manon whimpered and whined, almost getting loud enough that could bring someone to the room, which happened. a knock came at the door, since it was locked, "manon? are you okay?" you could hear sophia asking, and daniela didn't stop so manon could reply, she instead kept moving down.

she slowly removed pieces of manon's clothing, "a- yeah, i'm good soph" manon was able to get out before quietly moaning daniea's name, you could slight uncertainty in the black haired woman's voice when she replied, "okay .... uh is dani in there?"

daniela, again didn't reply nor stop, she made her way back up to manon's exposed chest, that's only covered by her bra, and she started back kissing, mumbling against her soft brown skin, "you're so perfect" she trailed her free hand up manon's thigh, caressing her.

"f-fu-ck, y-yeah, she's in here" manon got out between choked moans, "can i come in and grab my phone?" sophia asked and daniela got up, throwing her own hoodie on to hide her already messy hair, grabbing the filipino woman's phone and bringing it to her.

daniela opened the door sightly, only enough space so she could snake her arm out and give her the phone, sophia looked at daniela's eyes and noticed the redness while also smelling the marijuana.

"did you two smoke in my room?? oh my god" sophia asked while looking at daniela, "only a little! don't worry, we got the windo open and we'll spray it so it can go away" and sophia nodded, "come down soon, we'll be at the movies, just text when you're ready."

"mhm, byebye now" daniela said, shutting and locking the door, she turned around and saw manon's was squeezing her thighs together, biting her lip while her beautiful eyes were looking at her, you could hear a low "please" come from the brunette.

daniela walked over to her, “we have an hour at most so i'm gonna play with you a bit" daniela said while she pulled manon's panties down, she kissed her inner thighs while slowly inching closer to her aching heat.

"need you so bad" manon mumbled, "what was that?" daniela asked, she heard her the first time, she just wanted her louder. "i-i.." manon could barely get out feelin daniela's finger sliding deeper inside of her.

"uh huh?" daniela looked her inside of her brown eyes, watching them grow with need. daniela curled her fingers, pushing them in and out at a slow pace, manon's hips bucked, which made daniela chuckle, "so needy, aren't you" manon just nodded, making daniela stop.

"you were asked a question baby" daniela kissed her clit, before gently sucking on it, "w-wait.. dani" manon said, but daniela continued, pushing her fingers deep inside the brunette, "fuck fuck fuck fuck" manon moaned out, dani only sped up, loving how manon sounded.

daniela continued this same process until manon came, the brunette's thghs claming shut around daniela's face, the blonde forced them back opened and continued eating manon out, making the older grab at her hair.

daniela sighed against manon's clit, making the older shiver, and daniela finally broke off. she finally payed attention to the erection of hers, but manon had already pushed her on the bed, getting down to her knees.

she fondled with he drawstring for a bit, before just reaching her hands in and pulling daniela's dick from her boxers, watching the way her eyes filled with excitement, all the lust very evident.

she slowly stroked th blonde's cock, she glided her hand along the full length, stopping at her tip each time to caress it. soon she leaned down, staring slow, she took her tip in her mouth, with slow licks and small sucks soon turned to her taking more of her cock in her mouth, fully swallowing around dani.

she only broke off for some air, an adorable line of spit connected daniela's pink tip to her lips. she was only off for a few seconds, before trying to deep throat her again, the brunette drooling all over her cock, she held her head down, allowing her groans to finally spill out.

she let daniela use her throat, and while she thrusted into manon's mouth she could feel her tongue sliding along her entire length. she started to moan around it, bringing much more vibrations and pushing dani closer to her orgasm.

she sped her hips up, the girl held her mouth open, allowing daniela to have free access. soon she came down her throat, groans and small whimpers spilling from her.

daniela pulled out, wiping the access cum that dripped down her lips. she picked manon up, and put her back under, this time slowly slipping herself inside of the brunette.

she started off slow, easing her cock inside of her cunt, the girl felt like she was being torn in half. "tell me when to stop" the blonde gritted out, it was hard to penetrate the girl without the fear of hurting her by accident.

soon she tapped her, saying it was too much so she stopped, she was only an inch from being completely inside of the girl. she lifted her thighs, the bulge of her dick being seen through the older’s abdomen.

she couldn't help but find it adorable, and soon she began to thrust slowly, dragging her cock out of her just to slowly push it back in, this rhythm drove the girl insane, she wanted more but fuck she was so full. she was stretching her out so well but she was also able to reach her cervix, the girl completely lost it.

her once low moans turned louder, they filled the room, the lewd words that would spill from her throat all bounced off the four walls. daniela soon grew tired of this, slow ass pace.

so she forced manon’s thighs open again, and she fucked into the girl at an insanely fast pace. she held her hips as she pistoned into her, her walls clenched around her m way tighter than she'd expected, her orgasm catching up to her faster than she thought too. manon would bucked her hips each time daniela’s hips would meet hers.

soon her thrusts became sloppier, her moans picked up, while daniela’s did also, soon they came together. she continued to slowly thrust inside of the older, dragging the orgasm out much more, her load painting the girl's womb white with her seed, and she soon pulled out, her load leaking down onto the bed sheets.

daniela stood up, going to get something to clean manon up, but once her hair touched her back she could feel a sting, checking in the mirror and seeing that manon had scratched her back, it wasn't like she cared, she found it cute.

soon she returned with the warm towel and cleaned manon up and kissed her, she gently slipped manon back into her clothes and held her hand while they walked downstair only to see lara and sophia standing their with their mouths wide open.

"in my ROOM????" sophia yelled at them and went off on them about how they could've picked ANY other vacant room in her house but they chose her room, lara didn't even know how to react, just there frozen.

[kkuras-gamer-gf]

Double (Daniela avanzini & Sophia laforteza)

Smut

Idk what overtook me, god please forgive me. Im so sorry for my sins. Not proofread so there are definitely mistakes.

G!p dani and sophia, threesome, blowjob, Eiffel Towering, degradation, praise, unsafe sex, use of mommy for Sophia and papi for dani because why not, cumming on face.

Movie night with your best friend and girlfriend, it started calmly. A mediocre drama on the TV, Sophia your childhood friend sat to your right a couple feet away while to your left was Daniela, your girlfriend with an arm wrapped around you.

You didn't even notice the looks they were sharing behind you, completely oblivious to their plan. Though you should've known, it wasn't a secret that you had a crush on Sophia and Dani didn't mind, in fact when you told her she was more than eager to suggest a threesome.

"As long as I'm there." Being her exact words. But you didn't think she would pre plan something. Not even when Sophia starts inching closer on the couch, until her legs touch yours, trapping you between the slightly taller pair. It was intimidating but it would be a lie to say it wasn't a huge turn on.

It started to click as Sophia's arm replaced your girlfriends behind you, her legs spread out a bit with a very noticeable bulge. Even the stretchy material of her sweatpants strained. You had known her since middle school, and contrary to everyone's beliefs you have never seen her naked, only fantasizing about how much she would stretch you out.

"What are you looking at?" Sophia's raspy voice breaks the hour long silence, a smirk evident in the tone of her words.

"U-uh" You can't help but look back to your girlfriend, who has her own smirk and just shrugs as if to tell you you're on your own, "n-nothing" You stutter when looking back at the brunette.

"Nothing?" Slightly mocking you, "You sure you weren't looking at my cock?" Her head tilts as she stares at you, your mouth open with nothing to say.

"Answer her." Daniela suddenly chimes in, "and don't lie." She adds as she sees the no forming in your lips.

"I- yes" You eyes search for a place in the room away from their gaze, but you can still feel the eyes on you.

Sophia laughs a bit, the kind of laughter that makes you feel pathetic but in a way that you rub your thighs together.

"What a slut."  Dani chuckles at her words, making your cheeks go pink.

You let Sophia's fingers wrap around your wrist, dragging your hand to her bulge, a sigh leaving her lips as she does so. Her lips now leave light kisses on your neck, biting and sucking as she goes definitely leaving a few marks highlighted with her lipstick. Her hands pull at the tank top you're wearing, revealing your chest to the air, not wearing a bra. Her fingers rolling your nipples between them in between her palms squeezing at your chest.

""Why don't you help mommy out?" Her red painted lips were now by your ear, a low and raspy voice.

Once again looking at Dani, who had hooded eyes that told you all you needed.

"Go for it." You girlfriend says, verbally giving you confirmation to fuck your best friend.

Upon hearing that, your hands are quick to pull at her sweatpants so they land on the floor, taking her boxers along with them. Her cock springing out, she was almost the length of your girlfriend, but the thickness made you hesitate as you wrap a hand around slowly not even able to connect your thumb to your other fingers.

"What? Can't take it?" She teases.

"Don't worry, she's trained." Daniela quips from besides you. You recall the beginning of your relationship and what she called throat training so your mouth could takes every inch of her.

"Oh yeah?" Sophia giggles condescendingly. "Gonna be a good girl and suck my cock?"

You answer by leaning down, your tongue licking a stripe from the end of shaft to her tip before wrapping your lips around her.

"Shit." The Filipino groans, head nodding back onto the couch, a hand instinctively going to your hair making a fist.

Your tongue makes quick work of collecting the precum that was covering her tip before taking a couple inches into your mouth, not even halfway down and your mouth feels full and her tip is poking at your throat causing a slight gag.

"Take it all, like a good slut." Sophia says accentuating her words by thrusting upwards, making you gag even more as tears prick at your eyes.

Now you can hear little pants and groans from besides you, that you recognize as dani, the sound of her hand slipping up and down her length at a slow pace. The idea of her jerking off to you fucking someone else making the wetness spread between your legs.

Your best friends hand tightens in your hair, and her hips thrust into your mouth quickly. Your nose repeatedly hitting her stomach, saliva dripping from your mouth.

"You're taking me so well, baby." She coos, "So good for mommy." Hips quickening with each word, you can hear each thrust echo off the walls, "Gonna let me cum down your throat, hm?"

You try nodding, even with her cock filling you, causing a smirk to form on the other girls face.

"Such a good fuckin girl." She spits with one last thrust and stilling in your mouth, her load going down your throat, "Swallow it all baby." She says, and you comply leaving nothing left and she pulls out with a pop.

Daniela is still stroking her own cock, seemingly close to a release, but now standing to be in front of your and tilting your head by your hair. Her eyes roll back with a bunch of swears leaving her mouth and holding her cock so her cum covers your face.

"Hands and knees for papi" She says as she recovers, pulling at your hair to make her point.

And now you were on the gray couch with your girlfriend in front of you while your best friend was behind you. Sophia rids you of your shorts and underwear as soon as your ass is in front of her.

Dani grabbed at your hair to make you look up, a smirk on her lips before she looks up to Sophia who you become way more aware of as she runs her hands down your back and ass, squeezing on her way and subtly spreading you from behind.

"Fuck, is she always this wet?" The Filipino groans, reaching a hand down collecting your wetness on her fingers.

"Mm, always ready for me right?"

"Yes papi."

Daniela wears a proud grin as she looks down at you, a hand wrapped around her shaft to put it to your lips, tapping against your slightly open mouth.

"Open up." A familiar dominance filling your ears, your mouth opens automatically, your girlfriend length quickly filling you as she doesn't wait to stuff the whole thing down your throat.

At the same time, Sophia's tip rubs up and down your slit and just barely pushing in. Teasingly only thrusting her tip into you a few times, you push back trying to get any more of her inside of you while you let out an audible whine around your girlfriends cock making her knees buckle a bit before she thrusts harder into you.

"Such a needy slut." Sophia ends her sentence by sheathing herself fully inside you, pushing you forward so you take Dani somehow even deeper down your throat.

"Fuck." Dani's hands fall from your hair to the sides of your face so she can comfortable fuck your face, essentially just free use for the both of them. "So fucking desperate, letting both of us fuck you at once."

You don't know if you moan at her words or the way sophia pounds into you from behind, definitely leaving hand sized bruises on your hips from the grip she has on you. Her own hips slapping into you at a rapid pace.

"So fucking tight." Sophia moans out, eyes closed in pleasure.

"Come on baby." Dani speaks, "Wanna cum in your mouth." Your girlfriend getting a bit whiny as she's closer to her release, hips getting quicker.

Sophia hand finds its way to the back of your head, pushing you down onto Dani's cock even more, the other on your back causing you to arch into her.

Your moans are loud even as your mouth is filled, the sounds of saliva and skin hitting each other fill the air and you pray for your poor neighbors.

"Sh-shit" Daniela finally cums in your mouth, nose squished against her stomach as both girls hold your head there, she drips down your throat pulling just enough to cover your lips in the white liquid so it drips down your chin, "So pretty with my cum all over you."

Sophias thrust get slow and lazy as she also gets closer.

"Want her to cum inside of you?" Your girlfriend asks, you nod, "Of course you do, slut."

"Want mommy to fill you up?"

"Fuck, yes, please, yes, yes." You rush out, voice raspy as your finally free to speak without a cock in your mouth, your own orgasm right around the corner.

"Oh, fuck" Sophias hips stutters before they still inside you, cum leaking into you, filling you completelty and mixing with your own arousal and leaking out of you as you both cum at the same time.

You fall onto the couch as she pulls out, exhaustion taking over. Dani puts on her boxers before resting your head on her legs, while Sophia does the same with your legs rubbing at them in a comforting way, maybe to ease the ache in the next morning.

You definitely miss the look between them that says this will most likely happen again.

[uchizana]

UN FIC EN ESPAÑOL que bendición 🫦

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ i love you, i’m sorry

pairing: daniela avanzini x 7th member fem!reader

summary: dani never expected the outcome of your friendship— or when she accidentally confess and mess it all up.

warnings: spanglish talk, friends with benefits, angst (shitty angst i’m sorry), use of y/n, cursing, top!reader, bottom!dani, strap-on use (dani receiving), make up sex, both r and d use the word ‘mami’ (i swear it’s so hot)

a/n: y’all!! so many things to say because.. me posting after a long time? with a katseye smut? IN SPANISH? insane. i’ve been wanting to write a spanish fic for so long now that i just saw the opportunity when i met katseye (hi jade thank you). i was also very scared to do it but my friends have been so supportive about it that i finally did it. a full spanish fic is crazy here so i’m sorry for those who will need to translate this.

daniela jamás habría pensado llegar a esta situación. claro que el vínculo tan fuerte entre las dos era palpable hasta en el aire, aún si no las conocías, todos sabían lo cercanas que eran, sin poder encontrar a dani sin y/n y a y/n sin dani, cada una pegada a la otra como si separarse fuera lo peor que les podría ocurrir. y/n no podía evitarlo, era evidente que la energía magnética de daniela producía una sensación extraña en ella, acercándola más y más, a veces sin razón aparente. una necesidad inexplicable de seguirla a donde fuera la rubia y tenerla lo más cerca que se pudiera, y si no era así, saber en donde se encontraba.

tal vez fue así como empezó, daniela intentaba adivinar cuando había sido el comienzo exactamente, su mente solo recordaba con exactitud y seguridad el día donde tus manos fueron más allá de lo imaginado, guiándose solas por el mismo deseo —inconsciente– de caer en su cuerpo; posándose en sus caderas y luego más abajo, suspiraste en fascinación al ver cómo el pantalón se ajustaba tan majestuosamente alrededor de sus curvas. ella no quitó tus manos, la comisura de sus labios amenazaba en delatar la sonrisa del goce de sentir tus manos.

“you always look so good, mami.”

si, ese quizás había sido el comienzo de todo. pero vamos, ¿quién podría culparla? hacía un buen tiempo que la rubia te miraba con otros ojos, otras intenciones detrás de esa dulce mirada de ojitos de cachorro. tus palabras fueron lo que dani necesitaba para terminar con lo que que sea que ustedes dos venían jugando hasta ahora. sabía que también la mirabas de otra forma.

volteó, quedando frente a frente contigo, pasando sus manos por detrás de tu cuello y rascando con suavidad, sintiendo como tus manos no abandonaban su cuerpo, de hecho, aseguraban su posición justo en su culo.

“yeah? can’t keep the hands to yourself, can you?”

levantó una ceja mientras empujaba su mejilla con la lengua, el coqueteo evidente en su tono de voz.

“no con esa vista.”

fue entonces cuando dani no dudó en arriesgarlo todo, lanzándose a tus labios sin pensar en consecuencias ni en los alrededores. tú, ella, y el acalorado momento que había surgido en el camarín. enganchaba sus dedos entre mechones de tu cabello, como si así se asegurara de que no ibas a escaparte, mientras tu agarre solo se hacía más fuerte, provocando que dani empujara sus caderas contra las tuyas. el beso era lento como los movimientos de ambos cuerpos, daniela tenia un sabor inexplicable y no encontrabas forma de entender lo afortunada que estabas siendo al probar esos labios tan suaves y tentadores.

lo que tendría que haber sido una ocasión especial (según ambas partes acordaron) pronto volvería a repetirse. una, dos, incluso más veces de las que quisieran confesar, todas terminaban con un “una última vez” entre suspiros y besos que ambas sabían que no iban a cumplir. daniela no podía escaparse. en días súper ajetreados y en sus días más tranquilos no podía quitarte de su cabeza. quería entender por qué, ¿cómo era posible que haya permitido todo aquello? y, ¿por qué no podía negarse ante ti?

no pasó mucho tiempo para que katseye se diera cuenta que su rayito de sol se encontraba fuera de sí, la relación tan cercana que ambas mantenían ya no parecía tan cálida como siempre, habían notado la distancia que tomaron repentinamente y todas sabían que había algo dentro de la cabecita de daniela que la preocupaba hasta no poder dormir. manon comenzó a preocuparse desde aquella noche donde al pisar la sala de estar, encontró luces desde la tv y un cuerpo en el sofá que la había asustado hasta insultar al aire. daniela no tenía descanso de sus propios pensamientos y manon fue su lugar seguro para compartir el pequeño secreto.

“dani, hate to say this but you do realize that you might be in love with her, right?” le dijo, poniendo una mano en su muslo, dejando suaves caricias que le brindaban –aunque sea un poco– de consuelo. “shit, i can’t believe you’re fuck buddies.”

“manon!” dani golpeó su brazo, tratando de ser lo más cuidadosa posible en el volumen de su voz. aunque fueran las únicas en la sala, las chicas seguían estando por sus habitaciones y no podía asegurarse de que alguna no interrumpiera. “i guess not anymore.”

“i’m sorry. this is shocking.”

“yeah, well, tell me about it. look at how far it got me.”

y es que daniela no podía pasar un día más sin desear que fueras suya. realmente suya. si, lo habías dicho entre gemidos varias veces, pero daniela deseaba más que eso. todo en ti la ansiaba a quererte por completo, no por unos cortos 40 minutos antes de irse o por 2 horas cuando eran las únicas que se quedaban en casa con la excusa de que “estaban muy cansadas para salir”. daniela necesitaba despertarse contigo, caminar mano a mano contigo a donde fuera, sentarse contigo al final del día y contarte de ese perrito que se cruzó por la mañana y le pareció tan tierno que le hizo desear tener uno. quería ser ella la que te hiciera reír todos los días, que sea ella la que pudiera decir que era tu novia. dani se moría de celos al verte con las demás chicas, siendo tan cariñosa y encantadora como siempre, sin siquiera voltear a ella. en parte odiaba ser solo un poco de tu atención pero por otro lado amaba la exclusividad que tenían, aunque fuera por poco tiempo.

se echaba la culpa y se preguntaba cómo podría haberlo estropeado todo. dani gruñó y escondió su cara entre sus manos, sintiéndose derrotada. solo podía recordar la expresión muerta de tu cara cuando se le escapó un inocente “te quiero” que arruinaría el vínculo del momento. no estabas lista– ¡mucho menos lo estaba ella! su tonto desliz las había traído hasta aquí.

“listen, i really think you should talk to her.”

“like, for what? for her to turn me down immediately? again.” entonces, levantó la cabeza y miró a su compañera, suspirando.

“hey, maybe just take some time, okay? take this week off and just… clear your mind.”

quizás manon no se equivocaba allí. después de todo, katseye tenía una buena semana sin agenda para descansar. la única forma que daniela tenía de aprovecharla y meditar sobre el asunto era pasar la semana sola, sin y/n. fruncía sus labios, disgustada ante la sola idea, pero entendiendo que era lo mejor.

“do you think she’s gonna notice?” pausó un segundo antes de volver a hablar, “will she even care about it?”

“well, one thing i’m sure about is that y/n really adores you. i don’t think you’re just a toy to her, y’know?” daniela se sonrojaba, quedándose en silencio. tenía sus dudas.

así fue como la semana de descanso de katseye llegó, cada una aprovechándolo a su forma, aunque sabías que iban a tomarse su tiempo individual, te sentías inquieta al estar distanciada de dani, la repentina necesidad de hablar con ella en un intento de arreglar las cosas no hacía más que ponerte nerviosa, sin embargo no veías venir el amable rechazo de la latina, anunciando que iba a descansar por su cuenta; podría variar entre su familia y un par de amigos, pero la sensación ardiente formándose en tu estómago no se iría tan fácil. su único mensaje de vuelta fue “have fun :)” a lo que apagaste el celular y suspiraste. no podías reclamar algo aún si quisieras, sabiendo muy bien que inicialmente a la distancia la habías marcado tu.

al pasar de los días y al ver cómo no había señales de su parte, tu descanso pasó a sentirse pesado. el miedo ya no seguía siendo miedo y te sentías la más tonta del mundo por haberlo sentido en aquel momento donde dani se había confesado por accidente. te sentías culpable, la extrañabas y no solo en esa forma de tenerla abajo de tu cuerpo— temblando mientras arañaba tu espalda con sus largas uñas. extrañabas su cálida presencia, su tierna risa y la manera en la que sus ojos podían sonreír al verte. para este entonces, sabías que no podía haber vuelta atrás, y sufriendo tanto su ausencia, no podías sentirte más segura de que aquel te quiero estaba más que correspondido.

el día antes del reencuentro en la casa, caíste derrotada al enviarle un mensaje. dani, del otro lado de la pantalla, sentía su corazón al borde de detenerse.

“hey, can we meet tmr? i wanna talk please”

se mordía el labio pensando en una respuesta, pero no batalló contra sus deseos y rápidamente escribió un “si”. si quisiera terminar con esto, tendría que hacerlo rápido, ¿verdad?

y/n por el contrario solo podía caminar de un lado a otro por su habitación, ansiosa de cómo podrían resultar las cosas cuando por fin tuviera a la latina de frente. aquella única regla de no mezclar los sentimientos ya se había quebrado hace bastante tiempo, mucho más del que quisiera admitir, pero ¿cómo no hacerlo? daniela era tan buena. tan genuina, tan dulce. incluso teniendo las noches más rudas en donde sus cuerpos estaban marcados con chupetones y rasguños, donde dani temblaba y tenía lágrimas en los ojos mientras se aferraba a tus hombros en el entrar y salir de tus dedos sin parar, era tan hermosa. no hubo un día en el que la rubia no pasara por tu mente, y esta semana sin saber de ella no había sido más que una tortura.

[…]

daniela jugaba con los bordes de su campera intentando distraer sus manos de los nervios. sentía que el corazón podría salirse de su pecho con cada paso que daba más cerca a la puerta principal de la casa. estaba desorientada y todas las palabras se atascaron en su garganta al momento de cerrar la puerta detrás de ella, encontrándose con tu presencia, esperándola.

“hi, uhm..”

no tomó más para que te acercaras a ella y la envolvieras en un abrazo, sintiendo que tal vez las palabras podrían arruinarlo todo.

“dani, i’m so sorry.” rompiste el abrazo para mirarla a los ojos y buscar sus manos, sosteniéndolas entre las tuyas. “please forgive me. i was scared and— i was so dumb.” pero ella no podía responderte. te miraba con atención, quería escucharte. “i— i love you, dani. and i’m sorry we had to go through this because of me, because i could not accept it the first time you said it.”

la rubia se mordía el labio y antes de que alguna lágrima pudiera escaparse de sus ojos brillantes, se lanzó a tus brazos, abrazándote por el cuello con fuerza.

“i love you too y/n.” dijo mientras te soltaba con delicadeza.

“god— i missed you so much.” dijiste riendo, contagiando a daniela, quien después de reír se cruzó de brazos.

“y/n… don’t ever do this again.”

“i won’t, i promise.” tomando una de sus manos otra vez, trajiste su cuerpo hacia ti. “let me make it up to you?”

daniela rodó los ojos pero no tardó en capturarte con un beso. a comparación del resto, era diferente. claro que lo era. parecían querer sellar las promesas en ese beso, queriendo transmitirle a la otra la seguridad de que ya nada podría separarlas otra vez. era un beso con posesión, con lujuria y con la amargura de la distancia que habían superado.

tus manos bajaron a sus muslos, donde con fuerza lograste levantar a daniela del piso, sus piernas enganchándose alrededor de tu cadera mientras hacías tu camino hacia la habitación. no tardaron en encontrar la cama, quedando dani abajo tuyo, como casi todas las veces. la ropa comenzaba a ser molestia y su paradero no importaba, tus manos lanzando cada prenda por algún lugar aleatorio, haciendo que daniela ría.

“looks like someone has been waiting for this, huh?” se burló.

“no sabes cuanto, mami.”

dani no podía con la calentura que sentía por todo el cuerpo, frotándose contra tus caderas mientras gemía despacio. tus labios atacaron su cuello, tan tentador a la vista. no tenías piedad alguna al llenarlo de mordidas y chupetones, dani se quejaba y protestaba, regañándote por el problema que sería tapar las marcas después, pero muy en el fondo, no le importaba. la sensación eléctrica que le recorría por dentro la nublaba de cualquier pensamiento coherente. mientras tus manos acariciaban sus abdominales tonificados, tu boca no perdió tiempo en atrapar sus pezones, robando suspiros de daniela quien comenzaba a sentirse impaciente ante la lentitud con la que actuabas.

“y/n please…” fue lo único que podía decir, ahora uno de sus pezones siendo molestado por tus dedos mientras el otro recibía la dulce atención de tu lengua. al intercambiarlos, dani agarraba tu cabello y tiraba suavemente de él ante la sensación de tu boca jugando sobre ella.

no vio venir el momento donde tu mano bajaba traviesamente hasta su centro, pasando un dedo por encima de la única tela que lo cubría, molestándola.

“fuck, y/n don’t tease. fuck me with the strap already.” soltó con molestia, sin paciencia para tus juegos.

su honestidad tan directa te hizo mojar, desde ya lamiéndote los labios antes de buscar el strap que a daniela tanto le gustaba.

sin perder el tiempo, dani sacó su última prenda, su cuerpo al desnudo reluciente ante tus ojos, mientras te posicionabas entre sus piernas, acariciabas sus muslos y paseabas con la mirada, dani realmente tenía un cuerpo de morirse y aunque lo sabía bien, se sonrojaba igual al notar tus ojos hambrientos.

tomaste la longitud de juguete con una mano, frotando la punta contra el clitoris de daniela de arriba hacia abajo, su espalda arqueándose ante la sensación electrica que le emitía por el cuerpo, sintiendo escalofríos mientras se aferraba a tus hombros con fuerza.

la miraste buscando una luz verde y entendió, asintiendo con la cabeza para darte permiso de por fin introducir el strap en ella. jadeó fuerte, dejando salir todo el aire en un gemido que solo empeoraba tu calentura.

“god— you look so fucking hot mami.”

sostenías su cuerpo desde su cintura a la vez que te introducías toda en ella, permaneciendo quieta hasta que se acostumbrara, después de todo había pasado un buen tiempo desde la última vez que follaron. liberando una mano, dejaste unos círculos pequeños en su clitoris como estimulación extra, provocandándole unos fuertes escalofríos. ver su cuerpo temblar era jodidamente atractivo.

sin dejar de mover tu dedo sobre su punto más sensible, comenzaste a mover tus caderas, tomando un ritmo lento pero seguro, sin salir completamente de ella. dani te tomó por sorpresa al sostener tus brazos de tal forma que te detuvo.

“wait, baby, i— i wanna change positions.” pestañeaste en confusión pero rápidamente obedeciendo a la princesa, sacaste el jueguete con cuidado, dani suspirando ante la pérdida de contacto.

“which one?” preguntas pero daniela se adelanta y antes de responderte, la vez girarse y sostenerse en sus rodillas y manos.

acomoda su pelo para un costado mientras mira hacia atrás— hacia ti. sentías que tu boca se secaba al ver a dani en cuatro, con manos torpes ayudándote a ti misma a sostenerla de sus caderas para volver a meterte dentro de ella.

“oh… fuck” es todo lo que puedes decir.

la punta de tu miembro tocaba la pared interna de daniela, quien solo pudo gemir y apoyar su cabeza en la almohada. pronto, ella misma te ayudaba a juntar ambas caderas, creando un ritmo chocante.

la rubia era un manojo de gemidos y lloriqueos cuando la punta tocaba el lugar perfecto, se aferraba de las sábanas, enganchándolas en sus puños y sus nudillos volviéndose un poco blancos de la fuerza, siendo tus choques muy rudos para ella, pero aunque dani tuviera la cara más angelical de la tierra, nada le gustaba más que fueras ruda con ella.

“y/n please… i’m— i’m close.”

“yeah? you wanna cum already?”

“por favor mami— it’s been so— so long...”

dani no podía ver la sonrisa que sus palabras habían provocado. la habías extrañado tanto como ella a ti.

“it’s okay mi amor, you can cum.”

su propio ritmo había acelerado, ahora siendo incluso más fuerte que antes. tus labios estaban rojos de tanto morderlos y dani sentía dolor de garganta con tantos gemidos. agradecía a todos los cielos haber vuelto antes que el resto o realmente estaría avergonzada de lo ruidosa que había sido esa tarde.

para ayudarla a llegar, llevaste una mano a su clitoris y no tardó mucho en derrumbarse en tu agarre. sentía como sus rodillas se debilitan y como el peso de su propio cuerpo comenzaba a ser mucho para ella sola. mientras le murmurabas elogios por lo bien que lo había hecho, dabas los últimos empujones dentro de ella hasta salir por completo, observando cómo su propio líquido acompañaba todo tu miembro a salir.

quitándote el arnés con agilidad, te acostaste a su lado, pasando una mano por su cara, limpiando un poco de sudor de su frente. estaba cansada, sí, pero le diste un último beso en los labios antes de dejarla descansar.

“y/n please stay with me.” murmuró con delicadeza, abriendo despacio sus ojos.

“i will.” dijiste con certeza, sin sacar tu mano de su cara. acariciabas con amor su mejilla.

“no— be with me.”

[sphvm]

How do you think the kats (legal) deal with being turned on when their partner isn't available (or more simply, how do you think they masturbate lol), like, do they use toys (which?), just their fingers, a pillow? Do they do multiple rounds or stop at just one? Do they like to tease themselves or just get straight to doing it? 👀👀

sophia definitely uses her fingers… her fingers are longgg. she doesn’t like teasing and wasting time, immediately plunging two in with deep, fast strokes. she gets wet so easily and it doesn’t take long for her to come.

manon is 100% a toy girl, specifically vibrators. she has some cute little ones that are pink or something. sometimes if she’s desperate she’ll use her fingers as well, she also likes listening to music during.

dani uses her fingers as well, but usually she needs to masturbate to videos or pictures. she takes a little longer to come, so she teases herself as well (touching her tits, playing w her clit, etc).

lara is a toy girl and she has a wide variety of them, from vibrators to dildos. her usual choice is a dildo but she prefers the glass ones. she likes edging herself, taking her time to make herself come and listening to her own pretty sounds.

megan is way too shy to buy toys, so she resorts to using her pillow, grinding into it and moaning louder than she probably should (and louder than she realizes).

[starvrse]

CARNIVAL

| pairing : daniela avanzini x fem!reader

| summary : errr u and ur gf go to a fair and u get jealous or wtv

| warnings : g!p daniela, jealousy, p in v, no protection, impregnating talk, ass slapping, cursing, car sex, etc.

| unnecessary bs : 3k words 🙏 glaze me again

walking through the fair, hand in hand with your girlfriend, daniela. the evening air was warm, and the lights of the rides blinked in vibrant colors around you, casting soft glows on the crowd. you had just gotten off the rollercoaster, and now you were both reliving the adrenaline rush. “honestly, that wasn’t even scary, like, at all” you said, replaying the whole ride in your head.

daniela raised an eyebrow, her smile playful but teasing. “don’t even lie!” she grinned, giving you a nudge. “you were screaming so loud, i could hear you over the whole thing.”

you rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress a smile. “i was just vocalizing my excitement.” you said, trying to sound confident.

“vocalizing?” she laughed. “babe, you were straight up shrieking—and you were squeezing my arm so tight, i thought my circulation was gonna cut off!”

you both burst into laughter, walking a little slower now as you shared the moment. “i was just making sure you didn’t fall off the ride.” you joked. daniela laughed lightly, looking down at you. “yeah, right,” she said, still grinning. “i think i’m the one who was keeping you from flying off the coaster with that tight ass grip.”

you sucked your teeth playfully, the conversation dying down. leaving the two of you to walk in a comfortable silence.

as you got closer to the food stands, the scents of sizzling, sweet, and savory foods hit you all at once. your stomach gave an eager rumble, instantly reacting to the aromas drifting through the air.

“babe, it smells so good over here,” you said, your voice almost wistful as your mouth began to water. daniela let out a soft hum of agreement, her eyes scanning the stalls. “i know, right?” she replied, already looking hungry.

“oh my god! we have to get one,” you pointed at the stall that had “funnel cakes” in big, bold red letters. “it’s basically a requirement at the fair.”

daniela laughed, her eyes practically glowing. “oh, 100%. but like, extra powdered sugar,” she grinned, already picturing the perfect funnel cake in her head. “i want it to look like a snowstorm.”

“you’re gonna be in a sugar coma by the time we’re done.” you said to her, chuckling.

“worth it.” she said, glancing at the stand. “but damn baby, this line’s mad long.”

you shrugged, already stepping toward the back of the line. “it’s okay, i’ll wait. you can go mess with the claw machines or something.”

she gave you a look, raising an eyebrow. “you sure?” she asked, taking out a 50 dollar bill from her back pocket after you gave her a nod of approval. “i’ll win you a stuffed animal.”

“only if it’s a giant bear.” you teased, taking the money from her hand.

“say less.” she grinned, pecking your lips before walking off toward the claw machines that weren’t too far away.

-

finally, after what felt like 13 years, you were 3rd in line to get your funnel cake. not like you were counting, but it definitely took longer than expected. looking around, you didn’t see daniela anywhere, so you figured she was still messing with the machines.

when you got your funnel cake; extra powdered sugar, just like she asked. you made your way over to where the claw machines were. and then you saw it.

daniela, laughing—no, giggling way too hard with some girl who was clearly flirting with her. the girl’s hand was casually resting on daniela’s shoulder, and they were definitely way too into whatever was going on. the way daniela’s head tipped back, eyes sparkling… you felt this weird, hot twist in you stomach.

feeling that familiar annoyance rise up, even though you knew you had no reason to be mad. she was allowed to laugh, right? but the way she was acting with this girl made you feel like you were just… there. holding the funnel cakes like some kinda afterthought.

you tried to brush it off, but it was hard. that stupid, jealous feeling in the pit of your stomach wouldn’t go away. you gripped the plate a little tighter, walking over to her with more force than you intended.

as you got closer, you noticed the girl holding a plushie, a giant, stuffed unicorn. and then it clicked. daniela was the one who’d won it for her.

“you having fun?” you asked, trying to keep your voice casual, but it came out a little sharper than you meant.

daniela turned around, her face lighting up when she saw you. “yn! look! i won her the unicorn!” she said, holding it up, proud as hell.

the girl beside her giggled. “seriously, she’s amazing at this. i’ve never seen anyone get it on the first try.”

you forced a smile, your eyes narrowing a little. “yeah, looks like she’s really good at it.”

daniela didn’t seem to notice your tone, beaming as she looked from the girl to you. “i know, right? i’ve got mad skills. gotta teach you my ways.”

you nodded, still holding the funnel cake in one hand, but now you were just waiting to get out of there. Was she always this touchy with random girls? you couldn’t stop the thought from running through your head.

“here dani, thought you’d want this before it gets cold.” you said a little harsher than you wanted to.

daniela took the plate, but the smile she gave you felt a little off. as if she was trying to gauge if you were mad or not. and honestly? you were.

“is something wrong..?” she finally let out after examining your tone and facial expressions.

you didn’t answer right away. instead, you turned, starting to walk toward the car, your steps maybe a little too quick, a little too angry.

daniela hesitated for a second, glancing back at the girl, “hey, i’ll follow you back later, okay?” she stated, then followed after you.

“bro, slow down!” you heard your girlfriend yell from behind you.

you didn’t slow down, your mind racing, and your jaw clenching at her words. you didn’t want to explain it, didn’t want to seem petty. so instead, you kept walking, arms crossed tightly in front of you.

“come on, don’t walk off like that. what’s going on?” she questioned, slightly jogging so she could be closer to you.

“nothing’s wrong, daniela. just tired,” you muttered, trying to sound casual, but your voice was tight.

“uh-huh.” her voice was softer now, but you could hear the concern. you didn’t know if you wanted her to chase you down or leave you alone. either way, you were pissed.

when you reached the car, you slammed the door a little harder than you meant to.

the latter slid into the driver’s seat, slamming the door shut behind her (way softer than you did). she tossed the funnel cake onto the dashboard, its powdered sugar already threatening to spill, and then just stared at you. the silence between you two was thick, and suffocating. waiting for something to break it.

you shifted in your seat, unable to handle the tension. “the fuck are you doing? drive.” you muttered, your gaze fixed on the windshield.

daniela didn’t move, her eyes still locked on you, unfazed. “i’m not driving until you tell me what’s up with you.” she said, her voice low but firm.

you let out a sharp breath, refusing to meet her gaze. “i’m fine.” you muttered, staring out the window.

she raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. “you’re fine?” she repeated, her tone flat. “okay, cool. then tell me why the fuck you’re acting like I just killed your dog.”

you stayed quiet, jaw clenched, your eyes still glued to the window. you didn't know what to say, didn't know how to explain the frustration building up inside you.

daniela's patience wore thin, and her voice rose slightly. "oh, so now you're just gonna ignore me?" she snapped. "fine. don't say shit, but if you're gonna act like this, you can get out and walk."

you didn't respond, but you could feel the anger starting to boil. you were pissed, but you didn't want to yell. silence felt safer.

"no?" she barked. "then get in the fucking backseat."

daniela heard the scoff as you made your way toward the back, but what she didn’t see was the smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth. you could already tell where this was headed, and while it wasn’t exactly the healthiest choice right now, it was clear that you both needed to let off some steam.

soon, the blonde joined you in the backseat, her hand tenderly gripping your waist, pulling you onto her lap. her slender fingers found their way to your neck, harshly guiding your lips to meet hers in a searing kiss. the intensity of her anger fueling a primal need. her body pressed against yours, kissing you in a rough manner.

the car fills with the sound of your bodies shifting, fabric rustling, and harsh breaths as you both grapple for control. daniela’s grip on your waist tightens, her fingertips digging into your skin, while your hands tangle in her hair, pulling roughly.

she broke the kiss to speak, "you always do this, you know. you always shut down and refuse to talk.” she punctuated each word by grinding you a little harder against her thigh, the denim of her jeans rubbing against the thin fabric of your safety shorts.

you whimpered at the friction, tangling your hands in her curly hair, while you bucked your hips on her leg, needing more.

as daniela’s words fade into the background, you can't help but focus on the sensation of her leg between yours, the friction sparking a fire within you. you grind against her harder, the heat building between your legs, and you let out a soft moan, your head falling back against the seat.

daniela’s hand leaves your waist, trailing down your thigh, her fingers brushing against your inner leg, teasingly close to where you need her most.

you can feel the heat of her hand, her fingers inching closer to your center, your body aching for more. you lift your hips slightly, silently begging for her to touch you there, to quench the growing flame inside you. your breath hitches as her fingertips finally graze your mound through your shorts, the touch sending shivers down your spine.

daniela’s fingers find the edge of your shorts, her touch dancing along the hem. she leans in, her breath hot on your neck as she whispers, "Is this what you want?" her fingers tease, dipping slightly beneath the fabric, but not enough to satisfy the growing ache. you let out a soft, frustrated sound, arching your hips upwards, trying to encourage her to go further.

your body aches for more, your hips grinding against her leg, seeking friction and release. her fingers continue to tease the edge of your shorts, brushing against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, yet never quite giving you the satisfaction you crave.

"you want it, don't you?" her fingers slip further under your shorts, tracing the edge of your panties. you can feel the heat of her hand, fingers inching closer to where you need her most. "tell me," she breathes, her lips brushing against your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine. "tell me you want it."

your hips move with the rhythm of her hand, pushing against it, seeking more. "yes," you whisper, your voice hoarse with desire, "I want it."

“too bad.” she says, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine as she slowly pulled her hand away, leaving you empty and aching.

your whimper of protest was audible as she withdrew her touch, the loss of her hand making you press harder into her thigh for friction. “now you wanna make noise huh?” Her voice was a husky purr, full of tease.

she watched you with a heated gaze, her eyes flicking down to where you were still pressed against her thigh, seeking relief. she spread her legs slightly, allowing you more room to grind against her. “you're so desperate for it, aren't you?”

you could feel the frustration building up inside you, your moves becoming more urgent against her thigh. “stop being an asshole and fuck me already!' you said desperately, your nails digging into her shoulders.

the latina rolled her eyes in exasperation at your demands, but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips. “you're so demanding” she remarked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

with a swift movement, daniela lifted you off her lap and maneuvered you into a new position. “hands and knees” she commanded, guiding you into place. the cool leather against your skin was a stark contrast to the heat emanating from her body as she positioned herself behind you.

She hiked up your skirt, pulling your shorts and underwear down, revealing your bare bottom to the cool night air. she ran a hand over the curve of your backside, then, without warning, she delivered a sharp slap to your left cheek.

you yelped at the sudden contact, your body jolting forward. the pain quickly morphed into pleasure as she began to massage the reddened skin. “so sensitive,” she commented, her fingers drifting between your legs to tease your wet folds. “and soaking wet.”

she rubbed the evidence of your arousal against your thigh before aligning herself behind you again. “spread your legs wider” she ordered, her voice low and demanding. you complied, feeling the cool air against your most intimate area.

she pulled down her jeans and moved her fingers to your hips tightly. “you want me to fuck you like this, don't you?' she growled, pressing herself against you. “in the backseat of my car like a common whore.”

you arched your back provocatively, pressing against her boner teasingly. “then fuck me like one,” you challenged breathlessly, casting a sultry glance over your shoulder. “show me how well you can handle the slut in the backseat.”

her breath caught in her throat at your bold words. “such filthy words coming from that pretty mouth..” she retorted, pulling her boxers down. and without warning, she plunged inside you, making you gasp loudly. she bit her lip at the feeling of your cunt around her, starting a steady rhythm, she gripped your hips harder. “you’re not so tough now, are you?”

you moaned loudly, the sound bouncing off the car walls. “shut up and keep fucking me.” you argued back, pushing back against her to meet her thrusts. the force of her movements made the car rock, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air.

your moans grew louder and more desperate as she continued to pound into you, one hand moving to grip your hair roughly. “oh- fuck— god, dani!—don't stop!'"

daniela's other hand reached around to rub your clit, her fingers pressing hard against the sensitive nub as she fucked you mercilessly. your body shook with the force of her movements, your legs trembling on the seat.

the taller’s face was contorted with pleasure, her jaw clenched as she tried to muffle her own moans. “damn it…you're so fucking tight.” she groaned, her hips jerking forward erratically.

pleasure clouded dani’s mind, and she delivered a hard smack to your ass, the enjoyable pain making you moan and hang your head low.

“s-shit!” she screamed, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking your head back. She pounded into you even harder, her other hand smacking your ass repeatedly.

she hissed in your ear, her breath hot and heavy, “you love it don't you? you always take me so well,” she kisses and sucks on your neck, “just obsessed with this dick, right?” trailing her tongue over a spot on your shoulder, teasing it before sinking her teeth in gently. a giggle escapes her lips as your startled gasp fills the air.

she continued, each thrust accompanied by a filthy phrase, “that’s right, take it—take every inch. you're such a good little slut...” her whimpers sounded like music to your ears. “s-so wet—so tight...does it feel good? does my cock feel good in your cunt?”

you arched your back even more, pressing yourself against her as she filled you completely. “y-yes. dani…” you blubbered, your words slurring with pleasure, 'it—it feels so good n’ d-deep!”

daniela gripped your hair tighter, slamming into you with all her force. “shit…that’s right, baby... take that big dick... show me how much you can handle...” your body trembled uncontrollably, your moans turning into screams of pure ecstasy as your hands clawed the leather seats.

the windows of the car fogged up as the vehicle rocked violently with each thrust. daniela's sweat dripped onto your back as she drove into you relentlessly. “listen to those filthy noises you're making…so pretty..”

your moans grew louder, more urgent, as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. “fuck! dani i-i'm gonna cum!” you screamed, your body convulsing as a powerful orgasm ripped through you.

daniela's thrusts became erratic, her hips jerking forward as she chased her own climax. “holy shit yn, imma put a baby in you, gonna’ fill you up so good...” She groaned, her body shaking as she came hard, her juices flooding your already overflowing hole.

she collapsed on top of you, her breath coming in heavy pants. 'fuck...that was so good.” she murmured, still slowly thrusting through her aftershocks, her hand possessively resting on your stomach.

after a moment, daniela slowly pulled her length out of you, a string of your mixed fluids following. she watched hungrily as your swollen, pink folds slowly closed around the absence of her length.

you flopped back onto the car seat, your legs hanging limply over the edge. your breath came in shallow pants, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. “fuck dani…”

daniela chuckled at your exhausted state, “answer me, yeah? you ready to talk about your problem now that i’ve fucked the brains out of you?”

she waited for a response, her eyebrow raised. but you could only manage a weak, breathless whimper. daniela smirked, satisfied with your silence. 'i'll just wait…" she noted, pulling up her underwear and jeans, not bothering to zip them up again.

daniela settled in beside you, casually draping your exhausted legs over her lap. her fingers absently kneaded your tender ass cheeks, relishing the subtle bruises forming there—the physical map of her passionate assault.

she smirked, enjoying the view of your thoroughly ravaged body sprawled out next to her. "looks like my princess is gonna need a few more minutes before she can form words again."

head so good she a honor roll 😋 finally dropped i hope this feels like playboi carti dropping an album 🙏🙏 ngl i forgot reader had a skirt on still so 😅

[grahstumhurts]

Dani WIP

“Are you sure you wanna go in here with me?” Dani asks as we stand outside the sex shop. “You can wait outside if you want?” she offers.

“Yeah, seriously i don't mind” I shrug before walking into the shop first. The shop has a variety of toys,lingerie,lube, and other stuff you might find in a typical sex shop. “Is there something specific you're looking for?” I ask her.

“Mhm, I have some stuff in mind.” She browses the different aisles and shelfs of stuff. 

“You seem to know your way around this place” I joke, “Nothing wrong with that, Honey” 

“Well before i had you i came here to just check out some stuff for me” She perks up when she spots something called a “Rabbit wand”

“What's that?” I glance over her shoulder, “where do you put that,” I mumble slightly concerned at the toy. “You should buy it dani” I say with a slight jokey tone

“Okay, if you say so, Babe” she puts it in the basket, “we should try it out together.” 

“Wait, are you serious?” I blush, “I- i mean we don't have to buy it” 

“Should probably buy lube” she mumbles under her breath, glancing around at the different types of lube 

“We are not putting that up my butt, Dani. I will kill you if thats going up there. nothing is gonna go in my ass” I whisper shout at her, She laughs at me. “I'm serious, Dani!” 

“Lubes not just for your butt, Babe” She giggles “It's just for precaution, Ya know?” She strokes my cheek “It's not that serious, if you're that uncomfortable then why don't I show you how this works first, Hm?” She holds up the box.

“O-okay honey” I timidly agree with her, “Anything else before we go?” She shakes her head

“I think i got what i wanted” She cheekily smiles as we walk up to the register and pay. 

[nakylvr]

— FILL THE VOID

daniela avanzini x fem!reader x megan skiendiel

summary: you've been aware of megan's "little crush" on you over the past few years, honestly finding it endearing and cute. after talking with daniela about trying something, things take a turn.

warnings/tags: nsfw content, language, threesome, established relationship (dani & reader), g!p meizini, riding, effiel towering, cumming inside (multiple times), switch!reader, switch!megan, dom!daniela, recording during sex, mami kink

part of the substance series

wc: 2,6 k

minors dni

im so sorry for how long this took but uh i hope you guys like it 😓 i kept editing it so this is the final product 😖

sitting on the couch in between daniela and megan, the three of you were watching some dumb movie daniela wanted to watch. but none of you were really watching. you kept catching megan trying to take terrible sneaky glances at you, poorly acting like she wasn't doing anything when you look over at her.

you’d been aware of her “little” crush on you a bit after you started dating dani. megan was adorably obvious about it. trying to sneakily look at you when she thought you weren't paying attention, getting hard around you showing her visible print in her pants when you wore something a little too provocative, her eyes trailing your body only to turn bright red whenever you would even merely touch her arm. it was honestly endearing and cute.

you also knew she was way too shy to do anything about it. dani was her best friend, and you were dating dani. which meant you were off limits. she knew that. so why would she even try?

you look over at the ginger from the corner of your eye, seeing her gaze already on you. you then take a look at dani, who just nods her head giving you the okay.

“y’know, megs,” you start, causing her to look at you. “i really think you should go back to the dark hair.” your hand moves to push a strand of her hair out of her face.

“huh?” megan lets out, her face instantly turning red. “you think?”

“yeah.” you nod, your hand moving down to her shoulder. “i love the ginger, but i miss your natural look.”

“well–uh–thanks,” megan manages to get out, confused as to what's happening. within the second your leg is hooking over hers to straddle her and trap her, making her eyes go wide. “wh–what’re you doing?” she stammers.

“i know about your little crush on me, mei mei,” you say, your fingers fiddling with the material of her shirt on her shoulders.

“what?” she blurts out. “i mean–i don't–i would never–”

“it's okay,” you cut her off, grinding your hips against her slowly, feeling her start to get hard under you. “dani and i talked about it.” you lean in close to whisper in her ear. “you can have your way with me if you want.”

megan feels a shiver run down her spine, a pathetic whimper falling from her lips as you grind against her with more force. she looks between you and dani with a red face, trying to see if this was some kind of joke, and given by how dani hasn't freaked out yet, she assumes she's in the clear.

“really?” the ginger whispers.

“mhm,” you hum with a nod. “c’mon. you want me, don't you, mei mei?”

“yes,” she says softly.

“then do what you want for once.”

as soon as the words leave your mouth and you lean back to look at megan, she's surging closer to kiss you roughly. the action surprises you, a little noise leaving your throat as she grabs your hips tightly, dragging you against her hard cock straining against her shorts making you both moan. your arms wrap around her neck, pulling her impossibly closer to you. biting down on her bottom lip, a whimper escapes her mouth when you gently tug on it and pull it back with your teeth.

parting from the kiss, a string of saliva pulls between your lips, and when you look into megan’s eyes, you feel a shiver run down your spine. her pupils are blown wide, dark and hungry with need as she breathes heavily trying to recuperate. she doesn't say a word, instead shimmying out of her shorts and boxers, making her cock spring out and slap against her stomach.

your eyes widen at the sight of her. she's bigger than you expected. not that you're complaining, you never would. but you wouldn't be able to deny the way you throbbed thinking of her inside you.

“you're so big, mei mei,” you purr, your hand moving down to give her a few strokes, smearing the precum around her tip.

“fuck…” megan breathes out, her hips jerking up.

“you wanna be inside me, meiyokie? hm?” your hand speeds up slightly, making the ginger whimper loudly.

“yes. god, yes, please.” megan nods quickly. “please.”

a smile curls on your lips at her response. pushing your shorts and panties aside, you lift your hips and slowly sink down onto her. a sharp gasp leaves your mouth as you go lower down until she's fully sheathed inside of you, and you're letting out shallow breaths. you’ve never felt this full before, feeling the younger’s dick deep in you nearly pressing against your cervix without even moving.

“oh my god.” your eyes roll back when you slowly rock against her, a moan falling from your lips. “feel so full, fuck!” you throw your head back and lift your hips up before falling back down, a moan leaving both your lips.

megan’s eyes never leave your face as you start to ride her with desperation and need. watching the way your face changes at every thrust, how your lips part when those pretty noises leave your mouth. moans leave her mouth without any care, the feeling of your warm, wet walls almost too much for her. “you feel so good, yn. holy shit!” she hisses, her hands gripping your hips tightly as you move.

“yeah?” you smile, looking down at her. “you're so big inside me, i can feel you so deep.” you pull your shirt off over your head, watching her eyes go big when you unclasp your bra and let it slip off. “you can touch me, baby,” you tell her, resting your hands on her shoulders.

a whimper leaves megan’s mouth at the petname, her face flushing red as she moves one of her shaky hands to grab your breast and gently squeeze, making you whine and arch into her. hesitantly she moves forward to your other breast, glancing up at you before wrapping her lips around your nipple and carefully sucking on it, making her sigh against your chest.

your hips stutter when you feel her begin sucking on your nipple while still squeezing and fondling your other breast, a breathy moan escaping your lips as you look down at her. you just smile at her, grasping the back of her head and pushing her closer against you as you speed up, loud moans leaving your mouth. “fuck, you're gonna make me cum!” you whine.

hearing your words, megan finally starts thrusting up into you as you go faster, moaning into your chest as she continues to suck and lick around your nipple. her eyes peer up at you, all big and pleading with tears threatening to spill. she mumbles something against you, and you have a feeling you know what she's saying given by how she's twitching and throbbing inside you.

“you gonna cum, baby?” you ask her breathlessly, trying to keep your eyes open but they end up fluttering shut when you feel her tip poke at your g-spot making you gasp. “cum inside me—fuck, please, mei mei—wan’ feel you, please, please,” you start babbling while feeling your climax approaching. your head was spinning and hazy with pleasure, and all you could think about was how you should've talked to dani about this sooner.

“what?” megan lets out, finally pulling away from your chest. “i-i don't think i should,” she manages to get out past her moans. she wants to, though. you can see it. she wants to so bad, but she also doesn't want to fuck everything up.

“please,” you beg before looking over at daniela. “please, mami, please. just this once, please.”

megan turns her head to look at daniela when you do, the latina’s pants and boxers at her ankles with her hard cock in her hand. she's breathing heavily while stroking herself, and megan feels both embarrassment and an odd sense of arousal remembering she was watching the whole thing.

“go ahead,” is all daniela says in response.

a smile grows on your face and you look back down at megan, cupping her face with your hands and kissing her deeply. you both moan against each other's lips as megan uses all her strength to jackhammer up into you, feeling your walls clench around her tightly.

“‘m gonna cum,” she mutters against your lips, whimpers leaving her mouth as she gets closer to her orgasm.

“cum for me, fill me up, please,” your voice is shaky interrupted with moans and choked gasps.

with a few more thrusts, megan lets out a long whine, her hips stilling as you feel thick ropes of her cum shoot inside you making you cum over her cock with a loud moan.

you collapse against the ginger, both of you breathing heavily trying to recover. after the waves of your orgasm pass, you're able to hear the whimpering coming from the other side of the couch. lifting your head off megan’s chest, you glance over to see dani still jerking herself off, letting out quiet whimpers and gasps.

“you need some help, mami?” you ask the latina, crawling off megan’s lap and moving towards dani.

“please, baby,” she says breathlessly, a low groan leaving her mouth when you move her hand and replace it with your own. she glances over at megan who's now staring at you two with hooded eyes, her cock twitching and getting hard again just at the sight. she suddenly grabs your wrist to stop your movements. “you wanna try something, babygirl?”

looking into her eyes, you know by now what she means when she asks that. you know each other's limits, and you know she wouldn't do anything that could make you uncomfortable. and right now? you didn't give a shit what she was about to suggest. you end up giving a nod, and she just smiles, her dimple showing.

and somehow within the next five minutes you were in the bedroom on your hands and knees with megan behind you and dani in front of you with her hand running through your hair, her phone propped against the dresser recording the scene.

“you ready, babygirl?” daniela asks you, putting your hair in a makeshift ponytail. you nod in response, glancing at her phone before up to her again, to which she just smiles softly at you. “you tell me if you wanna stop, ‘kay?”

you nod again, feeling warmth creep up on your cheeks at how soft she says the words and the position you were in, let alone being recorded. “yes, mami,” you reply.

“good girl.” she pats your cheek gently before looking at megan. she just gives the ginger a curt nod telling her to start and megan nods, putting her hands on your hips and slowly pushing inside you.

“fuck,” megan hisses, stilling once she was all the way in.

your head drops, hanging low as you feel her slide in you, your jaw slack as a whimper leaves your mouth when she slowly pulls out and pushes back into you. “oh m-my god.” your hands claw at the bedding beneath you, your voice shaky already. daniela tugs your hair to have you look up at her, a little gasp escaping your mouth at the action as you stare into her dark eyes.

daniela has your hair in one hand, and her dick in the other, peering down at you with hungry eyes. “c’mon, cariño. you're gonna be good for me, right?” she says.

“mhm,” you hum with a nod.

“then be good.” her cock prods against your lips as she looks at you expectantly. nodding shortly, your lips part and the latina pushes into your mouth, letting out a little sigh as she feels the warmth of your mouth around her. “there we go…” she whispers. “you're so beautiful, mi vida.” she breathes out. “so good f’ me.”

daniela slowly starts to push further into your mouth, a groan leaving her lips when your throat contracts to swallow around her, feeling your tongue swirl around her length. “fuck…” she sighs, pulling out a bit and thrusting back in.

by now megan has started speeding up, letting out quiet whimpers behind you trying not to sound like a total loser, but the way your walls clench around her length has her moaning pathetically. her hands rest on your hips with a tight grip as she quickens her pace, the movements causing you to take daniela’s cock further down your throat causing you to gag slightly.

“fuck yeah, baby.” daniela just smiles down at you, keeping your hair in her hand to prevent it from falling in your face. “that's my good little slut. look at you, taking both of us so well.” her voice is sweet as she talks despite her words towards you, and you moan around her causing the latina to let out a groan. “shit—do that again, baby.”

in the three years you've known both of them, you never imagined that this would happen. yeah, you thought about it once or twice before you started dating dani, but god were you thanking yourself for talking to her about it.

tears were welling in your eyes, threatening to spill as you stare up at daniela who keeps muttering praises mixed with degrading words that you can hardly even process anymore. all you can focus on is how good it feels. you're moaning and gurgling around daniela’s cock with the force of megan’s desperate pace pushing her further down your throat, saliva dribbling from the corners of your mouth.

“you look so hot, baby—fuck,” daniela’s breathing was heavier now, her dick twitching and throbbing against your tongue. “shit—i’m close.” her grip on your hair tightens as she pulls on it slightly.

“me too,” megan is barely able to get out past her moans. “f-fuck, wh-where should i–” she can't even finish without a moan coming from her at the feeling of your walls fluttering around her and squeezing her dick.

daniela looks down at you. “you want her to cum inside you again, baby?” she says, stilling her hips for a moment. you nod quickly in response, and she smiles. “my dirty girl, wanting her girlfriends best friend to cum in her—fucking slut.” she starts thrusting her hips again, getting closer to her climax while watching you. breathy moans escaped her lips now, her hips moving out of pace and frantic. “you cum when you want, baby,” she tells you.

you can barely process the words being spoken to you, merely nodding along to everything daniela says while feeling the knot in your stomach tightening and threatening to snap. you know megan’s about to cum by how desperate her movements have become and her cock throbbing inside of you, and her tip hits that spot inside you has your eyes rolling back and you're cumming on her cock, your body shaking as you let out a whine.

within the seconds of you cumming megan is right behind you, a long moan coming from her as her hips still and you feel her fill you up again. and within the minute of that daniela groans, her jaw slacks as she cums down your throat, making you swallow it all.

the three of you are panting heavily as they pull out of you and you collapse onto the bed, head hitting the pillow with a soft thump.

“you okay, baby?” daniela asks.

“mhm,” you hum with a short nod before holding your arms outstretched.

without another word, daniela lays down next to you, letting you wrap your arm over her. your other arm is still extended, and megan just sits there not knowing what to do.

“c’mere,” you mumble to the younger girl.

immediately megan crawls onto the bed on the other side of you, curling into your side. you let out a quiet giggle at how fast she moved, looking between the two girls on either side of you.

“this isn't going to be a one time thing, is it?” you ask.

“no.”

“probably not.”

[spiderb00]

SHAMELESS

Daniela Avanzini X Reader 

Synopsis - Your girlfriend is the hottest woman in the world, and you love everything about it.  Genre – Smut (MEN AND MINORS DNI)

Warnings – NSFW, language, strap on, mami kink, degradation, tummy kink? idk  a/n - I know, I know, I said I didn't write smut. But that photo... I COULDN'T HELP IT

You were panting, your breathing quickening and the sounds of skin flapping were the only thing that could be heard inside the room. You had Daniela on her knees on the bed, her ass lifted in the air as you hit her relentlessly with your strap, your hand pushing her head into the pillow, causing her moans to be muffled and her drool stained your pillow

Your girlfriend seemed extremely attractive today, not that she usually wasn't, but today, she awakened something in you. You just couldn't take your hands off her, your hands went from your waist to your defined abs, and all that tension was driving you both crazy. So until you got home, all you did was hold on until all your clothes were on the floor and your strap was buried well inside the girl's pussy. 

"You're so hot baby, my god, how I could have been so lucky." You said, grabbing Daniela's hair and lifting her head off the pillow as you accelerated your thrusts.   

Your girlfriend couldn't answer, rambling words coming out of her mouth as she rolled her eyes. The Latina was simply in a complete mess, her brain was practically turning into mush and she swore she could spend the rest of her life with you destroying her like that.   

"Use your words mami, I want to hear from you." You say, applying light pressure to her neck.   

When no words came out of your girlfriend's mouth, you threw her on the mattress, the comfy pillows cushioning her sweaty body.   

"Oh my god, baby. I'm being too rude to you, hm?" You say, chuckling when Daniela tries to deny it.   

"No, please, why did you stop? Keep going, baby, please. I'll be good, I promise." She said as she turned on the bed, lying on her back as she tried to reach her hands and pull you close again.   

"Do you promise?" You say, as you run the tip of the strap over her pussy.   

 Looking at you, Daniela nods quickly, the tears in her eyes telling you that she's about to beg if she has to. But finally, you push your entire strap back into the blonde, causing her groaning to echo through the room.   

You don't even worry about the noise complaints you're going to get, at least not when something more important catches your eye. Looking at your strap buried inside your girlfriend, you can see that the outline of the toy appears slightly on her tummy, leaving your mind spinning. Daniela, confused because you weren't moving, looked at you, following your gaze she noticed the bulge that formed inside her, and she could swear that it made her cum.   

"Oh my god, baby, do you see that?" You said, starting to move slightly, making the outline of your strap go back and forth inside your girlfriend. 

"Oh, baby, please don't stop, it feels so good." Daniela says, tears welling up in her eyes as her head rests back on the pillows.   

"Can you feel mami? Can you feel my cock in your tummy?" You said panting, pressing your hand against the bulge and aggressively increasing your thrusts, making your girlfriend try to grab your hands.   

"I FEEL IT BABY, I FEEL IT ALL, PLEASE DON'T STOP!" Daniela says, finally reaching for your hands when you put them around your waist for more momentum.   

Seeing that she couldn't hold it anymore, Daniela hit your hands, she wanted to intertwine your hands with hers, a clear sign that she was very close to cumming. The Latina squirmed in your hands, wanting you to recognize her.   

"You wanna cum, baby?" You asked, while keeping your thrusts in the right rhythm. "Do you want me to get you, mami?" You ask, clearly already knowing the answer.   

"yes, please baby, I want to, please, let me cum." She whimpers, once again trying to take your hands off her waist.   

Taking Daniela's hands in yours, you intertwined your hands with the blonde's, leaning in and giving the girl a kiss. With your thrusts still firmly against her, you looked into your girlfriend's face, seeing how beautiful she looked in that position.   

"Cum for me, mami."   

That was all Daniela wanted to hear. The blonde clasped your hands together, her right hand breaking free from yours and going straight to your back, scratching from your shoulders to your waist. The girl was ecstatic, and when everything was calming down you lay next to your girlfriend, taking off the strap quickly and making a mental reminder to clean her up later. 

"I love you." Daniela said, snuggling closer to you.  

"I love you too, baby." You said, taking a strand of hair from her face. "And I know you're sleepy, but let's clean ourselves up first, hm."   

After the two of you cleaned up, Daniela and you lay down once more, snuggling into each other. Your girlfriend grabbing your breast and putting her head on your neck, making you laugh softly with her classic sleeping position.   

yes, I lost control. Please, I'm just a girl...

[melanchoire]

showe sex with dani ?

cw: fingering, thigh riding.

daniela is sensual by nature so i definitely feel like the most ordinary things always end up looking... more suggestive than they should when she does them. i think she would enjoy warm and steamy showers with her partner, no matter if it’s in the shower or the bathtub, she just sees it as a time where she can relax and spend some nice quality time with her lover, or well, fuck you in other words ☺️

she would say something like “i’ll wait for you in the bathroom.” because she knows you're always speechless when you walk into the room and see her standing there in the shower with the water falling on her body, pretending not to notice how she is having an effect on you and choosing to wash her silky hair while humming softly, looking over her shoulder when she sees you standing in the bathroom doorway and asking if you’re going to join her or not — clearly enjoying that you’re looking at her like a puppy at a bone

daniela kisses with her WHOLE mouth and you know it when she presses you against one of the cold tile walls and forces her tongue practically down your throat 😵‍💫 she would grab your face with both hands, holding your head in place so she could do whatever she wants with you and of course you agree because you are her cute girlfriend who always listens to her! anyway you have no choice because daniela likes it when things of this type are the way she wants them and you will always listen to her because she made you behave like that

and daniela fucking you while swallowing your moans 🫠 at first she would be a little teasing about it, placing her hands on your hips and holding you in place as she slides her thigh between yours, her hands gently slapping your hips to signal you to start riding her thigh as she continues with her task. of course this seems to be too much for you and you can’t even seem to reciprocate her kisses because of how you’re whimpering into her mouth, but she has her ways of helping you! she has no problem teaching you how to control your moans when you’re making out with her 🥰

a hand between your thighs, fingering your pussy non–stop while she kisses you as if it were the last time she could do it — you’re lucky she is pressing her body against yours somehow holding you up because it feels like your legs are going to give out at any moment and you would have fallen to the ground if it weren’t for her “help”... maybe daniela would promise to give you something nice if you led the kiss while she took care of fucking you, and well, it’s always good to receive a reward when it comes from daniela because she gives the best

[yunazxxx]

daniela andrea avanzini hcs using twt links

red (nsfw) + pink (sfw)

authors note » some links are mlw but we can either ignore, make it gp!reader, tmasc or ftm reader

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sfw . . . . . . . . . . .

kisses with daniii — she’ll definitely wear the easiest transfer lipstick she owns and cover you in kisses the second she sees you, of course she’d say “just to test the color!” but she doesn’t even really need to test that on you but either way, you don’t really care bc daniela’s kisses mean the world to you

late night talks with the love of your life? — definitely a daniela thing, especially if you two didn’t get to catch when she got home, or really during the day due to you both being busy.

cuddles with daniela? — well, she’ll definitely keep you as close to her body as possible and even if you both are so close together, practically glued together, she’ll run her hands over your body / loves physical touch, especially when your hands are on her, whatever the case may be.

genuinely apart of her aftercare treatments — she might really rough majority of the time, but holding your head close to her chest while playing in your hair to calm you down and bring you back to a relaxed state was something she did so often and you loved.

nsfw . . . . . . . . . . .

not a vid, but a tweet — daniela definitely has a thing for nicknames/petnames, but treating you exactly as the nickname says? yeah… she would, but she loves calling you “puppy” , using her power over you knowing you’d just be obedient anyway.

cigarettes smoking — daniela wasn’t much of a smoker too often, but you being out on the balcony and smoking one, she decided to try it out and soon it became a small intimate moment between you two, she would even light yours using her own

dom gp!daniela / throat training subby!daniela — who would’ve thought having that talk with daniela, she’d be down so easily. she was so rough with you though, knowing you were gagging but the feeling was too good for her to just stop // after hours of begging you to use her throat, you finally gave in, normally being gentle with the blonde but you decided since she did all of that fucking begging, why not get some joy out of it yourself?

[kkuras-gamer-gf]

Want a hit? | Daniela avanzini

Sorry ite so late, i had a series of unfortunate events but things have finally settled.

Smut. Not a series in that its one continuous story but a universe where I'll write one shots based on. Name ideas for said universe?

College frat boy Drug dealer!dani, g!p dani, fuckboy futch Dani, blowjob, her dick is huge, head pusher. Short but i wanted to post this finally.

It had been while since you last went to a party, the crowded overly loud spaces overwhelming. But tonight your friend Manon was insistent that you came with her, convinced you'd have a good time if you just came, so you did. Mostly to prove her wrong and say you told her so.

As soon as you walk up your skull vibrates to the beat of whatever song was blasting, the smell was a mix of weed, alcohol and sweat from the crowded group of college students dancing.

According to Manon, the house belonged to the local drug dealer Dani and was a frat house of her and all of her friends, throwing parties every weekend with all the drugs and alcohol you can think of.

You didn't know Dani personally, sure you smoked some of the weed Manon got from her, you had found the latina to be somewhat of a fuckboy after hearing many stories around campus about her plethora of partners.

Admittedly the details of the stories intrigued you, you wondered if it was all true. If she really was THAT good in bed, if the biggest dick in school rumors were accurate. So when you walk in your eyes immediately look around for her, even if you would never approach her yourself in a million years

"I'm gonna find Sophia." Manon says, breaking your focus from the crowd and rushing to find said situationship.

Looking around as you take a deep breath, your eyes settle on the upstairs which didn't have many people. Grabbing a drink before heading up the stairs and finding a quiet room, when you finally find an unlocked door you enter a dark room with a couch and a tv, lit by a lamp by the couch.

"Hey." A voice startles you, a familiar one that makes your heart beat a bit faster especially when you look up to her. It's Dani. You now notice she's sitting at a table in the corner, a scale and weed neatly packed into bags.

Baggy jeans hang on her hips showing off the band of her luxury boxers (and a noticeable bulge that your try to ignore), an t shirt loosely on and a backwards hat adorning her head.

"Oh- hi." You get out, flustered.

"You know, it's usually off limits up here for parties." As she takes a drag from the blunt between her fingers, eyes raking over you and if you didn't know any better you'd think she's checking you out.

"Oh, um I'm sorry. I didn't know, i just-." A slight panic at the idea of her being upset with you, turning to reach for the door again.

"Relax Mami. I can make an exception." You can hear the smirk in her voice.

You face flushes at the name, the way it came out of her mouth turned you on to an embarrassing degree.

Opening and closing your mouth not knowing what to say, you land on a meak "Okay.", fingers fidgeting as you try to look at anything but her smirk, and the way her eyes stare at you, deciding to sit on the couch.

"Not having fun?" She teases, standing and walking towards you.

"Yeah. I mean no, i am. Having fun." You mentally curse yourself, hearing a chuckle from the girl.

"You're cute. And a liar" The teasing tone getting louder as she sits on the couch next to you.

"I hate parties." You confess, "No offense."

"Well you've never experienced one of mine." The look in her eyes a bit mischievous. "Want a hit?" She asks, holding the blunt towards you.

You reach a hesitant hand, grabbing it and putting it between your lips. You can feel her eyes boring into you the whole time, watching ypur fingers move to your lips, a cocky smile on the whole time.

Though an experienced smoker, your lungs betray you making you cough

"Good?"

"Me or the weed?" You couldn't tell if she was worried about you or wanted a review of her supply.

"Both?" She laughs.

"Good. I feel good." You get a little hazy, grabbing the blunt back when her hand stretches towards you.

"I've seen you around campus, you're Manon's friend right?"

"That's me."

"You have a name?"

"Y/n."

"I'm Dani."

You laugh at her introduction as if she's not the campus drug dealer and fuckboy known by everyone, making her look at you with a confused smile.

"I know. I think everyone knows you. People talk." You get more comfortable as the weed takes over, an ease falling over you.

"Yeah? What do they say?"

"Oh just that you had a good supply." You regret bringing it up, not wanting to admit that your head is stuck on how big her dick is or how good she would fuck you if you asked.

"Really? That's it?" She asks, amused, she knows the people things say about her.

"Yeah."

"Come on Mami, tell me the truth." The energy changes suddenly, Dani's eyes darkening a bit. You know she knows, about your crush you have from afar, maybe its the weed but you stopped caring.

"I heard you're a fuckboy, the rumor is that you don't disappoint. That you can prove yourself in bed."

"What else?"

"That you're...bigger than average." You mumble.

"Speak up baby."

You knew she heard you, Dani couldn't help but want to hear you say it again. The bulge growing between her legs, restraining against her jeans.

"That you're bigger than average." You repeat louder.

"Would you believe me if i said it was true?" You hardly notice Dani get closer as she speaks.

"No" You stare right back at her now, you dont know what comes over you, challenging her obviously confident and dominant personality.

"No?"

"I'm a big believer in evidence."

The smirk grows on the blondes face, hands going to the button on her pants as she glances around. Unbuttoning and pulling down the zipper, your heart is beating so fast you think it'll stop that is until she pulls her jeans boxer down just enough to reveal her cock.

And no it wasn't like the rumors, it was bigger than that. At least 9 inches, thick and heavily veined, a warmth floods between your thighs. You can't help but drop your jaw at the sight, your eyes flickering between her eyes and her cock.

She was hard, her length landing at her belly button, liquid leaks from the red tip, when you finally fully look at her eyes she nods her head to her cock a silent plea to take care of her.

You can't help but reach your hand out, wrapping your fingers around her, instantly hearing a sigh come from her lips. It was kind of pathetic how much it turned you on when you noticed how little of her cock was covered by your hand, suddenly you worried you couldn't handle her.

"What? Too big for you?" If it were anyone else the smirk on her face would disgust you, but it made her even more attractive, but you dimiss her with a shake of your head

Hesitantly you move your hand, easily gliding up and down as you collect the pre-cum dripping down. A series of swears leaves the blondes mouth and you quickens the pace.

After a second, you give in to what you know she want, leaning down as your tongue darts out to lick a stripe from her base to the tip before wrapping your lips around it.

"Fuck." Dani groans, a hand immediately tangling in your hair and keeping your head in place.

Taking more of her into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks, only a third in and you feel full. The hand on your head pushes slightly, another couple inches filling your throat, only about halfway through. You gag at the suddenly, eyes starting to water.

"That's it baby. Take it all."

Her hand pushes down once again while her hips thrust upwards, forcing the rest down your throat, your nose hitting her skin as she holds you there. Her fingers tightening and pulling at your hair causing you to moan around her length.

"Good girl. Taking my cock so good." The Latinas hips lazily thrust into your mouth.

The sounds in the room were filthy, the sound of your mouth around her gagging as you take her length, wet sounds accompanying sloppy upwards thrusts that hit the back of your throat with every push.

"You're making such a fucking mess." The Latina breathlessly says, staring at the saliva dripping off your chin onto her boxers.

You weren't even doing any working at this point, simply a something foe her to use, her hips mindlessly thrusting into your mouth, eager for a release.

"Fuck" a groan leaves her lips as her pace gets faster but sloppily, she was close, "can i cum in your mouth baby?"

Nodding to the best of your ability, taking her a bit deeper in the process, tears now running down your face and mixing with your drool.

"S-shit" Her hips stuttering as moans leave her mouth, her hand tightens in your hair causing your scalp to sting, pushing your head so your nose stays pressed to her stomach while her cum fills your throat and leaking out onto your chin.

It takes her a bit before she pulls out, some of the liquid spilling before she collects it with her thumb pushing it back into your mouth.

"Swallow it all."

"Mm" A moan involuntarily leaving your as your tongue swirls her finger.

"Good girl."

Out the corner of your eye you see her pulling up her pants as your catch your breath.

"Does this mean i can get a discount?" You joke.

"I'll consider it." A grin forming on her face as she buttons her pants, standing to go to the table and grabbing a ziploc and extending it out, "on me. But full price next time." She jokes.

"Thanks." You grab it, finger tips brushing against hers, though you had just given her a blowjob it somehow felt more intimate. Silence overtakes you as you fiddle with the bag, "um, i should find Manon. Don't want her getting in trouble." You walk and open the door.

"No number?" She calls out after you.

"Don't you like a challenge?" You throw back at her as you head down the stairs, the blonde leaning in the doorway to watch you a smirk adorning her face.

You both knew this wouldnt be the last you saw of each other.

[siawritez]

Sophia as your long distance girlfriend also lob your writing hehehe!!!!🌹

The voice note comes in just after midnight. You’re already half-asleep, wrapped in the quiet hum of your apartment, phone dim on the nightstand. But her name lights up the screen — Sophia 🌙 — and suddenly your pulse spikes like she’s here, like she’s whispering right into your neck.

You press play.

“Hi, baby.” Her voice is low, breathy. That sweet rasp you miss more than anything. “I’m in the hotel bathroom. The girls are asleep. I didn’t wanna wake anyone but… I needed to hear your voice back.”

You smile, heart clenching. God, she sounds tired. But still soft. Still hers.

“Today was crazy. Photoshoot ran late, I forgot to eat again, and our manager confiscated my matcha. Total war crime.”

You can picture her clearly — damp hair curling at the ends, oversized tee hanging off one shoulder, lips pink,shiny as always and parted from sleepiness or maybe wanting. You imagine her sitting on the cold bathroom floor, knees drawn up, talking to you in secret.

“I kept thinking about you during the fitting,” she murmurs. “How you’d tease me for wearing heels again. You’d say, ‘You know you’re already taller than me, right?’ And I’d pretend to be sorry.”

You snort, because that’s exactly how it goes. She towers over you in heels, grinning down like she’s not the cutest menace alive.

“I miss you,” she says, quieter now. “I miss… your hands on my waist. I miss your laugh when I do that dumb dance in the mirror. I miss how you tuck my hair behind my ear when I’m rambling.”

Your throat tightens. Distance has its own kind of ache — not sharp, not screaming — just that slow, steady throb of empty spaces only they can fill.

“I know it’s hard.” Her voice wavers, then steadies. “But I’m trying so hard. For us. Every airport, every camera, I’m thinking of you. Of coming back to you.”

You blink fast. The ceiling fan spins overhead. You want to touch her — even just her fingertips. You want to hold her in your tiny kitchen and kiss her until the time zones don’t matter.

“Anyway… send me something back when you wake up, okay? I wanna fall asleep to you.”

The message ends with a breath — like she’s exhaling your name. And you lie there, phone against your chest, chest against a silence filled with love. A real, messy, beautiful kind of love.

You hit record.

“Hey, Sophia. You’re the last thing I think about every night. And the first when I wake up. So yeah… I miss you, too. But we’re gonna make it. I swear.”

Send.

And somehow, you feel closer.

[sphvm]

older sisters best friend g!p Daniela x fem reader???

Readers older sister and dani have a sleepover at reader house and dani just can't stop taking her eyes off of reader and she finally makes a move when she steps in reader room in order to check up on her.

One word: backshots

Reader(who's much shorter compared to dani) and dani have a 2 year age gap

Please and Thank you<333

make a move — daniela avanzini

daniela avanzini x fem!reader

tags: dom!dani, g!p dani, lil bit of praise

masterlist

MEN AND MINORS DNI

the house was quiet, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of the old wooden floors. the air was thick with the scent of lavender and vanilla, remnants of the candles your sister had lit earlier. dani, your sister's best friend, was sprawled out on the couch, her long legs draped over the armrest, her eyes never straying far from you. you could feel the weight of her gaze, a simmering tension that made your skin tingle.

dani was two years older than you, and she was much taller, with a lean, athletic build that spoke of hours spent dancing. her blonde hair cascaded down her back in curls, and her eyes were a piercing hazel, always seeming to see right through you. you, on the other hand, were much shorter, barely reaching her shoulder, and your frame was slender, almost delicate in comparison.

you’ve always had a bit of a crush on dani. you’ve never acted on your feelings, of course, dani is your sister's friend, and you've always been the responsible one in the family.

but tonight, as you're all gathered at your house for a sleepover, you can't help but notice the way dani keeps looking at you. she’s lounging on the couch, her long legs stretched out in front of her, and she keeps glancing over at you with a little smile on her face.

"i’m going to run to the grocery store to get some more snacks," your sister says, grabbing her keys. "you two be good."

as soon as she's gone, dani turns to you. "hey, can i come up to your room for a sec?" she asks.

you nod, feeling your heart start to race. you lead her up to your bedroom and close the door behind you. dani looks around, her eyes taking in your posters, your books, your bed.

without another word, she pushes the door closed behind her and leaned against it, her eyes never leaving yours.

"dani..." you began, but she cut you off with a shake of her head.

"shh," she whispered, her voice low and husky. "don’t say anything."

she pushed off the door and took a step towards you, her movements slow and deliberate. you could feel the heat radiating off her body, the air between you thick with anticipation. she reached out, her fingers brushing against your cheek, her touch light and teasing.

"you’re so beautiful," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "so perfect."

you shivered at her words, your breath catching in your throat. she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, "i know you want me too."

you nodded, unable to form words, your body trembling with need. whe chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. she pulled back slightly, her eyes raking over your body, taking in every detail.

"good," she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. as she presses her body against yours, you can feel the heat radiating off of her. your hands explore her curves, gripping her hips and pulling her closer. dani’s lips are soft and inviting as they press against yours, immediately moving, and you can't help but let out a low moan as she deepens the kiss.

"i’ve wanted to do this all night," dani says, breaking the kiss for a moment. her voice is husky and full of desire.

"mmf—me too," you reply, your own voice barely above a whisper.

your hands continue to roam dani’s body, and she does the same to you. you can feel her fingers tracing the outline of your breasts over your shirt, and you can't help but arch your back, pressing yourself into her touch. "you’re so fucking hot," dani murmurs, her lips finding yours once again.

as she continues to kiss you, your hands make their way under each other's clothes. you can feel the warmth of dani’s fingertips against your back as she caresses your skin.

she grips your hips and pushes you back, forcing you to stumble onto your bed with her following shortly after. as she climbed on top of you, she reached down, her fingers deftly unbuttoning your jeans. you gasped as she slid them down your legs, your underwear following soon after.

"on your stomach," she commanded, her voice firm and authoritative.

you obeyed, your heart pounding in your chest as you turned and propped your ass up. she moved behind you, you could hear her belt being taken off and her pants rustling as her hands gripped your hips as she positioned herself. you could feel the head of her cock pressing against you, the heat of it searing through your skin.

"ready?" she asked, her voice low and rough.

you nodded, your breath hitching in your throat as she pushed inside you, her cock filling you. inch by inch, you let out quiet whimpers, her fingers digging crescents into your hips. as she bottomed out, she let a soft groan out. “tell me when i can—mmf—move.”

after a second or two of adjusting, you looked back and gave her a nod. as her hips began to move, you felt a wave of pleasure wash over you. her cock slid in and out of you, the friction building with each thrust. you cried out, your body trembling with pleasure as she fucked you.

"fuck, you feel so good," dani whimpered, her voice husky with desire. ”so goddamn—tight!” she leaned forward, her lips brushing against your ear as the sounds of you hips clapping together grew louder.

you could feel her body pressed against yours, her skin slick with sweat. her hands gripped your hips, her fingers digging into your flesh as she thrust into you. “oh dani—oh my god—“

as she fucked you harder, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to coming. dani reached around and began to play with your clit, rubbing and pinching which sent you over the edge. you cried out, your body shaking with pleasure as you came.

dani fucked you through your orgasm, her pace increasing as she neared her own orgasm. finally, her head came down on your shoulder as she let out a loud moan, her body shuddering as she came. she collapsed on top of you, the two of you panting and sweating in the aftermath.

[starvrse]

THRESHOLD

pairing : daniela avanzini x fem!reader

summary : girl she’s ur baby daddy and yall argue then yall have sex 🥀

warnings : cursing, g!p daniela, baby trapping mention again…, smut ofc, dani sells drugs but it’s barely mentioned, she’s lowkey a deadbeat, probably more but i forgot

unnecessary bs : 4.9k words, i actually love bd dani

you slip the spoon into your daughter’s mouth just as the doorbell rings. your eyes flick to the door before you let out a tired sigh, pulling the spoon away and reaching for her bib.

“hm, i wonder who that could be.” you mutter, wiping the corner of her mouth. the doorbell rings again, then again, each press faster, louder, more obnoxious.

you roll your eyes. “jesus christ.” and then it hits and you groan. “fucking daniela.”

only she rings your doorbell like she’s trying to piss you off on purpose. like this is some kind of game and she always plays to win.

you storm over to the door and yank it open—and there she is. daniela avanzini, in all her smug, infuriating glory.

leaning against the frame like she owns the place. like she didn’t walk out three months ago after calling you “emotionally constipated” and slamming the door hard enough to rattle your dishes.

“hey, pretty.”

you deadpan. “stop ringing my damn doorbell like a child with impulse issues.”

she grins. “wow. not even a hi? missed you too.”

“what do you want?”

“i came to see my baby.”

your eyes narrow. you know she means danielle, but her eyes drag slow and deliberate from your face to your legs like she’s testing you, like she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“well, she just ate. you can come back when you learn how to act right.”

“cute. except you don’t make the rules around here.”

you scoff, stepping aside because arguing in front of danielle never ends well. not that daniela cares, she’s already sauntering past you like this is her home. like she didn’t give up custody time for a week straight because she was “figuring shit out.”

“you don’t live here anymore,” you snap.

“mm,” she hums, crouching beside danielle and lifting her into her arms like it’s second nature. she says something soft in spanish, probably about you, voice low and familiar like a secret she’s passing between them.

you slam the door shut behind you. “maybe she should know the truth about how you disappeared for two days and blamed it on your phone dying.”

“oh my god, are we seriously doing this again?”

“you show up, unannounced, ringing my doorbell like you’ve got no damn home training—what did you expect?”

“a kiss, maybe. a little gratitude for blessing your doorstep.”

“you’re not cute.”

she spins slowly with danielle in her arms, making her laugh. then casually, like it means nothing: “your mom texted me, by the way.”

you blink. “what?”

“she wanted to know if we were ‘working things out.’ i told her you were still mean as hell, so… probably not.”

your jaw clenches. “stop talking to my mom.”

“tell her to stop texting me then. she likes me more than you do.”

you grab one of danielle’s toys off the floor and throw it at her. she catches it one handed, grinning.

“you’re insufferable.”

“and you’re still letting me in.”

and when she walks to your fridge like it’s still hers, opens it, and says, “you got anything that isn’t expired this time or are we ordering again?”

you don’t say anything. just brush past her, straight into the kitchen with your jaw clenched and shoulders tight.

she walks back into the living room like she didn’t show up out of nowhere and hijack your evening. you don’t even look at her—you’re too busy slamming the cabinet door while pulling out a pan, too busy chopping vegetables like the cutting board personally wronged you.

“you cooking?” she asks, settling onto the floor with danielle still latched to her like a koala.

you slam the fridge shut. “shut up.”

she doesn’t. of course she doesn’t. she’s sitting cross legged on the floor now, danielle crawling into her lap with her little stuffed bunny in hand.

“look at this, she still loves me. she doesn’t even know what a deadbeat is.”

you whip around. “say that again and i’ll throw this knife at your head.”

she laughs. like she thinks you’re kidding.

“god, you’re always angry,” she says, tilting her head as danielle babbles in her lap. “you ever try not being so fucking bitter all the time?”

“i’m not bitter,” you snap. “i’m tired. tired of having to do everything by myself while you show up when it’s convenient and act like that makes you some saint.”

she goes quiet at that, just for a second.

but then she shrugs. “yet here you are. still cooking dinner like we’re a happy little family.”

“i’m not cooking for you,” you snap. “i’m making something for danielle.”

“she’s a baby.”

“she’ll have to eat real food eventually.”

“but not tonight.”

you whip around. “do you want me to throw this knife at you or what?”

daniela just smirks, leaning back on one arm while danielle plays with her hoodie string.

“you always get like this when i show up. it’s cute.”

“you think everything’s cute. you think breaking promises is cute. showing up three days late? cute. ignoring my calls? adorable. you think you can just walk back in like you’re supposed to be here—”

“i am supposed to be here.”

your hand freezes mid chop.

“don’t.”

she shrugs, unbothered, like she didn’t just throw a match on a gas leak.

“just saying. i’m her mom too.”

“yeah? then act like it.”

you toss the chopped vegetables into the pan harder than you need to and flick the stove on. the oil sizzles loud, and daniela flinches like she thought you were going to throw the whole pot at her. and honestly, so did you.

“you think i like doing this alone?” you mutter. “you think i get some kick out of waking up at 3am, warming bottles, dealing with teething and crying and you—”

“you never asked for help.”

“because every time i do, you disappear.”

daniela goes quiet for a second, lips pressed tight. danielle is babbling now, half to herself, half to her bunny, completely unaware of the tension thick in the air like smoke.

you stir the pan a little too aggressively and daniela finally stands up, brushing off her jeans and gently placing danielle in her little play mat nearby.

“i’m here now.”

you don’t look up.

“for how long?”

she doesn’t answer.

you keep cooking. you keep your eyes on the pan. you pretend you’re not already thinking about the moment she walks out again. pretend you don’t already have a backup bottle ready for when the food goes untouched. pretend you don’t care.

because someone has to keep the house running. someone has to make sure the baby eats, even if she’s only on purées. someone has to show up every day.

and it’s never daniela.

you finish cooking with your lips pressed into a tight line, throwing the kitchen towel over your shoulder like you’re running a restaurant and not dealing with your emotionally exhausting ex. you don’t bother plating it fancy—just toss the food on, grab a fork, and head to the dining table where daniela is already sitting like she’s waited all day for this.

danielle’s in her lap, happy as ever, gnawing on the corner of her bib like it’s the most delicious thing in the world. daniela’s got one arm around her and the other lazily scrolling through her phone until you set the plate down in front of her with a clink.

she looks up, smile already tugging at the corner of her mouth. “thank you, baby.”

you blink and stare at her. “yeah. you’re welcome.”

she grins. “i don’t get a kiss anymore?”

you scoff—not even a full laugh, just that sharp little sound people make when they’re done with the bullshit. like tch but from the soul “you’re lucky you got a plate.”

she smirks, pokes at her food. “you say that every time and still feed me like you love me.”

“because i love the baby. and she deserves a mom with energy, which i can’t have if i get arrested for murder.”

daniela hums like it’s sweet.

you grab your own plate and sit across from her, not bothering to make eye contact. danielle is squirming now, so daniela shifts her a little and keeps eating with one hand like it’s second nature.

you both eat in tense silence for a minute, only the clinking of forks and the occasional babble from danielle filling the room.

then daniela, mouth half full, “do you think she’s gonna be left handed like me or right handed like you?”

you pause mid bite and look at her like she’s actually lost her mind. “she’s barely even holding things right now.”

“yeah, but i read it’s genetic or whatever.”

you just shake your head. “do you have a real job yet?”

daniela glances up with zero shame. “define real.”

you put your fork down. “one that doesn’t involve getting arrested if you text the wrong number.”

“damn,” she says, biting into her food again. “so judgemental for someone who used to ride with me while i did drop offs.”

“yeah. and then i grew up.”

daniela raises an eyebrow, still chewing. “you say that like i’m out here selling kilos in the back of a church van.”

“i don’t know what you’re selling anymore, daniela. could be weed, could be someone’s soul, could be baby formula—”

“okay wow, relax. it’s not that serious.”

“no, you don’t take it seriously. which is the problem. you have a whole daughter now, and you’re still out here treating your life like a gta mission.”

daniela chuckles, leaning back in the chair, arm wrapped lazily around danielle like she’s unfazed. “you always talk like i’m some wanted criminal. i’m just doing what i know.”

“yeah? well what you know is gonna get you locked up. and then who’s left picking up the pieces? oh wait—me. again.”

“you’re so dramatic.”

“no, you’re just stupid.”

daniela laughs at that, like it’s cute, like you’re flirting. “you called me stupid but still cooked for me. which one of us is really down bad?”

you slam your fork on the table, and danielle flinches in her lap. you immediately soften your voice but your words are still sharp.

“i didn’t cook for you, daniela. i cooked so our daughter doesn’t grow up watching me lose my mind because her other mom thinks slinging weed is a personality trait.”

daniela looks at you for a moment, finally not laughing, just watching.

“i’m doing what i can,” she says. “it’s not like people are lining up to hand me a nine to five with my record.”

you cross your arms. “so that’s it? just give up? keep doing shit that puts you at risk and maybe, if you’re lucky, you’ll be out in time for her kindergarten graduation?”

“at least i’m trying.”

“trying would be showing up on time. trying would be calling when you can’t make it. trying would be putting her first for once and not whatever hustle you’ve got going on that week.”

daniela presses her lips together, and you can tell she’s about to say something mean. something that’ll cross the line. she shifts danielle in her lap instead, brushing crumbs off her little onesie.

you stand up and grab your plate.

“you think being here now makes up for everything? it doesn’t. you don’t get points for showing up late and calling it love.”

daniela mutters, “you sound like your mom.”

you freeze. just for a second, then you nod slowly. “good. because someone in this house has to act like a grown up.”

daniela exhales a laugh, mean and quiet. “right. now you’re better than me ‘cause you microwave baby food and follow a bedtime schedule?”

you narrow your eyes. “i’m better than you because i show up.”

“nah,” she says, sitting back in the chair like she’s getting real comfortable. “you’re just mad the lifestyle stopped benefitting you.”

you squint. “what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“don’t act brand new, yn. you weren’t complaining when my ‘gta missions’ were paying your rent. your groceries. that ‘push present’ you pretend came from your savings—yeah, okay.”

your blood boils.

“you think this is about money?”

“no, i think it’s about the fact that you were perfectly fine with it when you were comfortable. now that i’m not handing you wads of cash and showing up with takeout in the middle of the night, suddenly you’re holier than thou.”

you’re already walking away. grabbing the plates, scooping up danielle gently from her lap, not even looking at her.

“yn,” daniela calls out like she didn’t just say the most out of pocket shit.

you stop in the hallway. danielle’s head is on your shoulder, eyes fluttering. bedtime.

daniela walks up behind you like she forgot who she’s talking to. like everything can just be smoothed over with a joke and a smile.

“don’t touch me.”

you don’t raise your voice. you just say it low and calm, sharper than anything else you’ve said tonight.

daniela freezes with her hand halfway out, fingers curling back slowly.“yn—”

“you really stood in my house, in front of our daughter, and tried to flex about doing illegal shit like it makes you some kind of provider. like that’s love.”

daniela’s quiet.

you glance over your shoulder, just once.

“you don’t get to touch me. not after that.”

you don’t even look at her again. just shift danielle higher in your arms and head straight to her room, your breath tight the whole walk down the hall.

her room is quiet, soft. the nightlight glows pale purple in the corner, and everything smells like lavender and baby lotion. you hum a little as you set her down, not a lullaby or anything sweet, just something low to keep yourself from spiraling.

she stares up at you with heavy eyes, her fingers curling in the sleeve of your sweater like she doesn’t want you to go yet.

“it’s okay,” you whisper, brushing her hair back. “i’m right outside.”

she yawns, and your chest twists. because none of this is her fault. none of it.

you wait until she fully drifts off before slipping out of the room and shutting the door with that soft click you’ve perfected by now. then you head straight to the kitchen.

you don’t even sit. just start rinsing off plates and stacking them in the sink, sleeves rolled up, sponge in hand, water too hot.

you’re halfway through scrubbing when you hear her behind you.

you don’t acknowledge her. you don’t have to.

her hands are on your waist before you even feel her move.

arms sliding around you, slow and familiar, like they never forgot the shape of you. her chest is pressed up against your back, arms curling slow and deliberate around your waist like she’s got any right.

“dani,” you say, jaw tight. “don’t.”

she doesn’t move. she just shifts closer, one hand sliding up beneath the hem of your sweater like it’s second nature. her hips roll forward, and you feel her, heavy and shameless.

“i missed you…” she mumbles, lips brushing just behind your ear.

“and i miss when you knew boundaries.” you stop scrubbing the plate in your hand, but you don’t move. “get off me.”

she doesn’t.

just keeps rubbing against you, slow, teasing. hard, bold, like she’s always been.

daniela chuckles, low and smug. “you say that, but you still made sure i ate. still looked out.”

you rinse the plate off, set it down in the rack.

“i wish you would stop saying that. i cooked for danielle.”

“she’s on baby formula, yn.”

you grab another plate. keep scrubbing. “then i guess i just felt generous. don’t read too deep.”

she leans in again, a little closer. “nah. you don’t do anything unless you feel something.”

you slam the last plate into the rack with a clatter. four dishes. four chances to calm down, yet none of them worked.

you stare at her. curly hair, faded hoodie, chain still glinting under the kitchen light like she’s some kind of walking temptation. like your worst mistake wrapped in silk and bad decisions.

and yet—your body still remembers her. still reacts like muscle memory. you toss the sponge into the sink. “go home, daniela.”

she tilts her head. “this is home.”

you finish drying your hands and toss the towel on the counter. daniela’s still standing behind you, arms crossed now, quiet for once.

you don’t even glance at her as you walk off. “if you’re staying, don’t hover.”

“wasn’t hovering.” she mutters, following anyway.

the living room light’s off when you pass through. you don’t stop. just keep walking toward your bedroom like your mind’s already decided for you and your body’s catching up.

you hear her steps behind you, slow, confident, and annoying.

“so this where we pretend we’re not mad at each other?” she says, leaning against your doorframe.

“no,” you say, pulling off your sweater. “this is where i pretend you’re not stupid, for the sake of my sanity.”

daniela whistles low. “you say that with your whole back out.”

you shoot her a look over your shoulder. “close the door.”

she does. with a smirk.

you crawl into bed, not looking at her, not inviting her in either. just scrolling through your phone, blanket pulled up, pretending you’re chill.

daniela doesn’t ask permission. she never does. she just drops her hoodie too, like she owns the space, then slips off her jeans and slides in on the other side of the bed.

the mattress dips, and the air shifts. you don’t say anything. she shifts closer behind you, not touching yet, but there. “you really hate me, huh?” she asks, voice low in the dark.

you shrug, still not looking. “not enough, apparently.”

“you still looked out,” she says, quieter. “even when i didn’t deserve it.”

you sigh, and it’s heavier than you want it to be.

“don’t make this sweet. you’re not sorry. you’re just horny and bored.”

she laughs into your neck, bold enough to kiss your shoulder. “can’t it be both?”

you roll your eyes, but don’t move away.

“you’re so annoying.”

“and you’re so warm.” she says, wrapping an arm around your waist. she presses closer, hips flush against your ass now, and you feel her—hard, steady, smug.

you suck in a sharp breath. “don’t start.”

“you already did,” she says, voice low, mouth against your skin. “soon as you let me in here.”

you close your eyes, clenching your jaw.

daniela’s not even dressed for the night. she’s dressed for this. oversized tee clinging to her shoulders, boxers riding low on her hips, thighs warm against the back of yours as she closes the space between you like it’s nothing. like it’s always been this easy.

you feel her hand trail up under your shirt, slow fingers dragging along your stomach like she’s relearning you.

“i said don’t start.” you whisper, breath catching.

she kisses the back of your neck, lips soft but her hips anything but. she rolls against you once, slow enough to make your eyes flutter.

“but you never mean that…” she murmurs.

you clench your thighs together, already annoyed at how your body’s responding, how it always responds to her.

“dani…”

“hm?”

“i’m still pissed at you.”

she hums like she likes that. like that’s part of the thrill. “then be pissed. i won’t stop you.”

her hand slips lower, brushing the hem of your shorts, teasing the waistband, knuckles grazing skin.

“you’re so full of shit.” you whisper, voice shaking.

she presses a kiss to your jaw now, slow and soft. “and you’re so wet for someone who hates me.”

you gasp, turning to glare at her, but the moment your faces meet, she leans in and kisses you.

it’s not sweet, it’s desperate. teeth clashing, lips hot, like she’s trying to remind you of every reason you ever forgave her.

and god, it’s working.

you tug at her shirt, dragging her closer without thinking, nails digging into her side.

she groans against your mouth. “fuck. missed you.”

you bite her lip. “shut up.”

her boxers are pressing into you now, nothing between you but flimsy fabric and bad decisions.

“then shut me up.” she says.

you don’t answer her, you just pull her in harder.

the kiss turns hungrier, sloppier. your fingers slip under her shirt, dragging up over warm skin, feeling every flex of muscle as she shifts above you. her hand finally slips into your shorts, and you hiss at the contact.

“fuck—” you whisper, half a warning, half a plea.

daniela just smirks into your mouth, fingers sliding through your folds like she owns you. like she’s been waiting for this exact moment since the last time she left your bed.

“you’re always talkin’,” she murmurs, breath hot against your lips. “but your pussy never lies.”

you moan, sharp and helpless, as she circles your clit slow, teasing like she’s got all night.

“shut up.” you pant, hips rocking into her hand.

“make me.”

so you do.

you pull her shirt up and over her head, tossing it somewhere behind you, dragging your nails down her chest as she groans and leans in again. her boxers are straining, pressed firm against your thigh, and you grind up into her without shame now, every ounce of anger melting into heat.

“take ‘em off,” you whisper, tugging at the waistband.

“say please.”

you glare. “i’d rather die.”

she grins, cocky and flushed, and kicks them off anyway, letting them hit the floor as she shifts between your thighs.

and god—you feel her.

she pulls your shorts off and slides her cock against you, slow and heavy, teasing your entrance with that unbearable smugness she always wears when she’s right.

“missed this pussy,” she murmurs, dragging it up your slit, coating herself in you. “you still grip like you need me.”

you wrap your legs around her waist.

“less talking, more proving.”

she doesn’t waste another second.

she pushes in slow—too slow—and your back arches off the bed, the stretch making your breath catch in your throat.

“mm—fuck,” you whisper, legs already tightening around her waist.

daniela groans, head dropping into the crook of your neck as she bottoms out, hips pressed flush.

“tight as ever,” she mutters, hand gripping your thigh as she pulls back just enough to drag herself through you again. “like your pussy missed me.”

you grab her jaw and tilt her face up, eyes burning into hers. “shut the fuck up.”

“can’t,” she grins, rolling her hips in slow, deliberate strokes. “you always fuck me better when i talk too much.”

you hate that she’s right.

you’re trying to stay quiet—stoic, unreadable—but she knows your body like scripture. every stroke deeper than the last, her pace measured, like she wants to draw the words out of you.

and then she says it.

voice low. dirty. cruel.

“you want another baby, huh?”

your eyes snap open.

“w-what?”

she grinds deeper, cock sliding all the way in, her pelvis flush with yours. she doesn’t pull out right away. just stays there, buried inside, pressing her weight into you.

“that’s what this is, right?” she whispers against your jaw. “you keep letting me in. keep letting me fuck you raw. you tryna trap me again?”

your stomach flips. your nails dig into her back.

“you’re disgusting.” you breathe, even as your hips buck up into her.

“but your cunt is so greedy,” she says, finally starting to move again, slow and filthy. “gripping like it wants it. like you want it.”

you bite your lip so hard it stings, trying not to give her the satisfaction of the moan building in your throat.

“say it,” she growls, pace picking up. “you want me to fill you up again, huh? get you all swollen and pretty with my kid—”

you whimper, legs locking tighter around her waist.

“shut up, daniela.”

she grabs your chin, forcing you to look at her.

“then tell me to stop.”

but you don’t.

you can’t.

you just stare at her, flushed and breathing heavy, hating how much you love her like this.

“shit.” you whisper.

daniela smirks, rolling her hips faster now, her cock dragging along that spot that makes your legs shake. “that’s what i thought.”

daniela’s strokes get deeper—more deliberate. not rushed. just ruthless. she’s taking her time now, fucking you like she’s trying to build something unbearable. and you’re barely holding it together.

your hand flies to your mouth, teeth digging into your knuckles as your body jerks beneath her.

“shhh,” she whispers, lips brushing your ear. “you gonna wake our baby.”

and it’s the way she says our that makes your stomach flip again. like she’s still clinging to the idea of family. like she wants to.

you don’t respond, not with words. you just claw at her back, trying to pull her deeper, grind against her harder, chase the high that keeps slipping just out of reach.

daniela moves one hand between you, thumb pressing against your clit in tight, slow circles that make your toes curl.

you let out a sharp, guttural sound before you slap your hand back over your mouth.

she laughs, breathless and smug. “you’re so fuckin’ loud.”

“shut up.” you hiss, your voice trembling.

“nah. you gotta learn how to whisper please, baby.”

your thighs start shaking, whole body tensing as her cock pounds into you, her pace not frantic but intentional—like she knows exactly how close you are and wants to keep you right there, strung out on the edge.

you turn your face into the pillow, biting down hard, but a moan still rips out of you, quiet and wrecked.

daniela groans, hips stuttering. “shit—you always this wet when you hate me?”

“you’re a piece of shit.” you whisper, broken and breathless.

“oh yeah, i love when you call me that.”

you grab her hair and yank her down, kissing her like it’ll shut her up, like it’ll make this whole thing less filthy, less real. but it just makes it worse.

she ruts into you harder, losing her rhythm for a second, groaning into your mouth like she’s starting to lose her edge too.

you feel it building again—tight, hot, impossible to ignore.

her thumb’s still working your clit, her thrusts hitting perfectly now, your legs wrapped around her, bodies locked so close it’s like you’re trying to disappear into her.

your breath catches and your eyes flutter.

“daniela—” you gasp, barely able to get it out.

she kisses your cheek, then your jaw, then your mouth again, sloppy and deep.

“i got you,” she whispers. “cum for me.“

and that’s it.

your body locks up, hips jerking, walls clenching around her so tight she groans out loud and slams into you one last time, staying buried deep as you fall apart underneath her.

it’s messy. breathless. muffled by your hand and her mouth and the sheer desperation of trying not to cry out.

daniela bites your shoulder, whole body trembling as she finally lets go too, spilling inside you with a choked-out moan that she tries—and fails—to keep quiet.

you both stay there, clinging. breathing heavy. drenched in sweat and bad decisions.

the baby monitor in the corner stays mercifully silent, for now.

you’re still catching your breath, head pressed to her shoulder, heart thudding way too loud in your chest.

daniela shifts just enough to look at you, her hand still lazily tracing shapes into your thigh like she didn’t just rearrange your guts.

you don’t speak right away. neither does she.

you glance at her chest rising and falling. sweaty. flushed.

you hate how pretty she looks like this. how soft her eyes get right after.

“you okay?” she whispers finally, voice hoarse.

you roll your eyes, but it’s weak. “you askin’ now?”

“yeah,” she says, smirking a little. “just making sure i didn’t break you.”

“please.” you scoff. “you wish.”

she chuckles low and leans in to kiss your cheek. just a soft little press of her lips that makes your chest tighten before you can stop it.

you don’t pull away, but you don’t lean in either.

“i missed this.” she says, after a beat.

you exhale through your nose. “you missed fucking me.”

“no.” her voice is quieter now. “i mean, yeah. but also…us.”

you stare at the ceiling.

“you think fucking me erases all the shit you’ve done?”

she goes quiet for a second.

“no. but i think it means you still care.”

you look at her finally, eyes half lidded, mouth tugged down.

“if i didn’t care,” you murmur, “i wouldn’t still be this mad.”

she nods, fingers gently brushing your side, like she’s calming herself more than you.

“i’m trying,” she says softly. “i know i fuck up. i’m not gonna lie and say i’m perfect. but i’m still here, aren’t i?”

“barely,” you say under your breath. but you don’t really mean it.

she wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you a little closer, her nose brushing your temple.

“she’s beautiful,” she whispers. “our daughter.”

you feel your chest tighten all over again.

“yeah,” you say, just as soft. “she is.”

and then you both go quiet again, listening to the faint hum of the baby monitor, the sound of her soft, even breathing from the next room.

daniela kisses your hair, and you close your eyes. for now, the fight can wait.

take a shot every time yn says “shut up” like damn, also the header is so bunz bc i didn’t feel like looking for pictures 💔

[jaylavrainydays]

𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 cw: g!p, orgasms, pet name(baby), forced kiss, making out, fingering, moaning, missionary, aftercare.

men dni — minors dni.

you’ve always been known as the rich and popular girl at school, who almost all of the boys would fangirl over— maybe even a couple girls.

recently your mom has been bugging you about getting a tutor to get your grades up. you refused repeatedly and told your mom you’d try harder— but she clearly didn’t believe you.

one day, while you were sitting at the dining table playing on your phone and waiting for your mom to finish cooking, the door bell rang. “y/n, go get that!” your mom said— you rolled your eyes at her but did as you were told.

you walked to the front door, opening it. you saw one of your classmates— daniela. she was a total loser and had no friends. but goddamn, she was smart as fuck.

daniela was holding a few textbooks in her arms, her glasses sitting perfectly on her face but she still had the audacity to push them up.

“uhm— i’m here to tutor you.” she said, her voice sounding like she was scared of you, but she was just shy. or maybe she was scared of you, who knows?

“i didn’t hire a tutor.” you said, laughing with little humor before starting to shut the door, but you were stopped by your mom who pulled the door open.

“i hired her.” your mom said, crossing her arms in front of you. “but mom, you’re a grown adult?” you snickered but your mom didn’t find it funny.

“she’s for you, y/n. go sit at the table and get to work.” your mom said, you were speechless. how could you mom go and do this behind your back?

your mom invited daniela in, you didn’t argue with your mom because you didn’t want to get grounded— after all, you had just gotten ungrounded for arguing with your mom.

you were dressed in a loose white graphic t-shirt over a black strappy tank top, paired with dark denim shorts.

of course, you would’ve dressed more differently if you were expecting a guest. but you weren’t at all. but you didn’t really care— it was daniela; the loser.

you sat at the table and daniela sat down next to you, setting down the textbooks. “y/n, i’m sorry for not telling you i was going to be tutoring you..” daniela whispered so your mom wouldn’t hear.

“i don’t really care— let’s just get on with it.” you said, waving your hands in the air then opening one of the textbooks.

daniela was explaining a question to you, but your eyes started to linger on her thighs. her skirt was shirt so it was slightly folded over since she was sitting down.

you bit your lip, finding the view attractive. then you looked up at daniela. finding her quite attractive as well. you bit your lip.

daniela then caught you staring, she cleared her throat to catch your attention again. you looked up at daniela then grabbed her hand.

“mom, we’re going to work in my room.” you said, daniela looked at you confused but didn’t protest.

you made it to your room and she set down the textbooks on your desk. “so— why did we come in here, y/n?”

she asked, but before she could even blink again, you pushed her down on your bed, laying on top of her.

you started to make out with her, she put her hands on your shoulders, about to push you off but you pulled away yourself.

“please, daniela.” you said, looking at her, your lips wet from the contact of hers. daniela nodded then pulled you against her, your lips meeting again.

the kiss was deep and wet, it was like you were in heaven. it was way better than any other boys. you could taste her cherry lip gloss against your lips, turning you on even more.

you kept moaning against her lips, trying to contain yourself so your mom wouldn’t here, but daniela’s lips were too fucking good to not.

your hand reaches to daniela’s skirt— but you feel something.. off?

you look up at her, daniela swallowing her spit hard. “daniela, what is this?” you say your hand not leaving her ‘pussy’.

daniela’s face is as red as a strawberry at this point, you can tell she’s really embarrassed.

“it’s okay, baby.” you say, understanding. you slip her skirt off slowly, seeing her dick. you bite your lip, it was so fucking attractive.

daniela pulled you against her then flipped you over. “y/n, i can’t control myself— you’re so fucking hot.” daniela said, kissing you again

she started to pull down your shorts then take of your shirt. you were already getting wet.

daniela then caressed her hand all the way down your body. her long slender fingers rubbing over your folds. moans escaping your lips.

daniela knew your mom was home, so she put her hands over your mouth— making sure you don’t get caught.

her fingers then slipped into your pussy, you almost screamed against her hand. she pumped her fingers in and out of your pussy, your legs starting to tremble.

“daniela..i’m gonna— fuck.” you said into her hand before you let yourself go, releasing all over her fingers. daniela smirked and licked her fingers clean.

daniela then started to stroke herself before putting her dick against your pussy slowly slipping it in. you moaned loudly but faintly against her hand again.

daniela started to pump her dick in and out of your pussy slowly, before increasing her speed. your hands landed on her shoulders your eyes rolling back into your skull, you never expected daniela to be like this.

your legs started to shake again, your body trembling.

you then came again, but daniela kept going— your legs were trembling and you felt a tear fall from your eye.

“fuck—“ daniela said then pulled out, stroking herself then cuming on your stomach, biting her lip as she watched her release cover your stomach.

daniela then pulled you into a hug, your body still trembling. she then turned over, having you lay on top of her, her hand running through your hair gently.

“i love you.” daniela; the loser, said.