#demi imagines

[trusweethrt]

nepo baby!reader : : situationship with toxic!rafe

‎‎‎ ❝ if you give me ten grand I could put it to work❞ | keep pussy expen$ive

$ nepo baby!reader is living every girl's dream. she's got every model agency in her dm's, the money, famous parents, and a closet bigger than your house. daddy's money? that's her whole brand. she's got the whining and pouty lip act down pact to get whatever she pleases. and if that doesn't work? all she has to do is mention her oscar award winning father and her hot hollywood actress mother, and she's got everyone at her feet. some say she's a little bitchy and spoiled. . . but wouldn't you be if you got anything you desired with a bat of an eye?

$ nepo baby!reader always smells like a walking sex symbol. she's got chanel no. 5 l'eau, giorgio armani my way, versace crystal noir, or givenchy l'interdit rouge handy at all times in her bag in case she, or one of her girls, need a spritz.

demi's notes : eeek so excited for her!! she's been an idea for the longest and i'm so happy she's finally here!!!! can't wait to start fics with her and toxic!rafe, stay tuned bbys

taglist (comment to be added or removed!) 🪽 : : @bunbun-3 ; @drewscoquette ; @untitled10351 ; @rafesweetie @meetmebehindthemallrafe ; @supercutelovergirl ; @drewswife ; @plaidcowboy ; @missquantic ; @rafesdiorperfume ; @minitarayummy ; @this-one-weeb ; @akobx ; @mystianqel ; @lacebambidol ; @dolletebun @amterasuu ; @milamilkie ; @ch6rm ; @rafesprecious ; @briafterhoursss

‎ ‎ coming soon. . .

[improper-use-of-germx]

Aliens that don't feel "love" until they already know someone for a long time, but when their subconscious realizes what an ideal partner someone would be they're flooded with hormones. Suddenly your best alien buddy is locking themselves in their quarters every time you so much as make eye contact. They borderline refuse to even talk to you anymore, leaving the rest of the crew to suffer under the endless ramblings. "Do you think they'll be warm enough on this mission? Yesterday they slept eight hours, but tonight they only slept seven and a half, maybe I should alert the doctor. What is gifting etiquette for humans? Can I give them this human dessert I bought or must I pretend it was on sale first? Or is it inappropriate to give sweet foods to a coworker? Does chocolate hold some kind of double meaning I don't know about?? Maybe you should just give it to them—"

The entire crew begs you to just ask them what the hell is up. They do end up breaking (how could they say no to you?), and they try to explain it as medically as they can, as if you being in the same room as them didn't make their minds hazy with yearning. Don't tell them they were being rude before, they were just trying to spare you the embarrassment of all the flirtatious remarks and touches they were actively fighting themselves from saying.

[aru-art]

long time no tma, here's the archival gang in my friends' & i's outfits :]

[fict1onallyobsessed]

WHY HAVENT I SEE THIS BEFORE HELLOOOOOOOO

[etherealevangeline]

Thinking about handler!simon <3

You’re his demi human pet who bites and pounces everywhere, trying to get a hold of what you can in his living room. He’s cooking up a mean dinner, trying to work on his skills since he’s sick of canned food, frozen food, and anything considered cheap meals. Simon understood he might be trying to fit into this new role of being a caregiver, and all the cozy things associated with it. Having a house smelling good, wealthy with food, abundant with activities.

He can’t blame himself entirely. Ever since he’s got you, his pet, Simon has been living life a little differently. He sees the pure, sweet and innocent look to your eyes, the way you pant excited from playing, or when you’re curled up in your bed and sleeping peacefully on your back. He’ll reach out to give your belly some rubs. On some days, depending on your mood, you’d have a feral wild bite to you.

He loved it all. And now, it seems as though he wants to try. So, he cooks. He makes his steaks juicier, he learns the difference with non stick and stick pans, grabs the best oil there is (avocado cooking oil) buys himself a new knife set, finding it rather ravishing the way it glints ever so dangerously in the light. He buys a bloody chopping board, and no, no apron.

He despises aprons despite trying to fit in.

“Bloody ladies dress,” he’d curse under his breath. He preferred the rough and tumbled look. Unbuttoned shirt, revealing tufts of chest hair, rolled up sleeves, patchy, washed out jeans. Hands covered in flour, oil, all the likes.

So he cooks.

And now he’s got the house smelling all warm, full, wholesome.

Simon, who tosses a towel rag on his broad shoulders, whistles to get your attention. It’s quick, punctual, and his hands make a move, sautéing the onions, garlic, peppers. The pan sizzles.

You were on the couch, pawing at the patchy and old couch, ears perking up at the sound of his whistle. You sniff the air and bounce down from the couch eagerly, clumsy on your legs as you walk to him.

“Didn’ I tell ya you can’t be bitin’ my things?” Simon scolds, gruff. His back faced you.

You make a mock whimper and playfully nudge at his leg, giving him your best puppy eyes. He fawns inwardly at the sight, disheveled at the sight of you being meek and playful.

Simon hides this and sighs through his nose, and in the light you could see the soft glint to his deepset eyes. His mask was off revealing his unguarded self to you, at least physically, trying to earn your trust.

“Alrigh’ alright, I know I avent’ been around. You’re clingy, needy. Enough o’ tha’.” Simon mumbled, though his eyes kept wandering to your sitting form on the carpet, itching to bite and pounce at anything.

Simon knew these days he’d been busy with base meetings, discussing a possible mission deployment. He knew what it meant for you.

And somewhere inside him it caused his gut to clench, the idea of leaving you to fend for yourself in this hippy, happy to go state. You had to be fed on time, given toys, and not just any, but the kinds you liked. You had to be put to bed too, since you were affectionate and needy. Simon got used to sitting on the bed, book in hand, his other hand patting your head absent mindedly as you drifted off.

He didn’t mind the moments now, he was slowly thawing off after all.

You made a small noise for his attention wondering where his mind was at. Simon looked down for a moment before cooking the tuna in, mushing it around with his wooden spatula. “Easy, why don’t ya go play?“

Simon did need to finish the food anyway.

You moved, curious and eager. As you walked passed him into the open space of the living room, your eyes landed on his mask laying on the wooden table. It was decorated with a dingy yellow table cloth, soft and flowy. It was a gift Simon got a long time ago. When he saw how sad and disengaged you were from the lack of decor, he tried putting it up.

Apart of you missed his scent these days, and wanted to be closer. Of course, he’d been missing from the home, so tonight was a welcomed sight to see him cooking.

So, you moved, grabbing the mask with your teeth and pawing at it. The cloth shifts slightly. You sit, unassuming, and pawing and nibbling, going quiet.

After a while, Simon figures you’re not making noises and something isn’t right. He finishes the tuna, mixed with onions, pepper, garlic and such, and adds some rice to it. He sets his plate down, tosses the rag to the counter, and saunters to you. His old work boots creak with effort.

“Pet, is tha’ my—“

It is.

He pauses, not sure whether to grin wolfishly, or sigh at your needy, peckish behavior. You’re scrabbling, almost playing tug of war now with the poor mask. Sniffing, pawing, bumping your head into the table and all like a clumsy thing.

Simon whistles.

You look up, jaw still clenched around the mask, and there it is that same wide eyed, caught red handed look.

“Oh no—“ Simon chides when you try to paw at the mask, continuing with your peckish behavior.

“Up here.” He orders softly, with a sense of firmness however, crouching down. He tugs the mask gently away from your teeth and a pitiful whine leaves you.

The confused, sour look to your face—the furrowed brows, downturned lips, tail thwacking the floor impatiently tells him you’re displeased.

“Do you want or hug or wha?’” Simon gruffly said.

You look slightly surprised, and perk up. Your ears, specifically. You tilt your head at his new approach and slowly move to him, wondering how and why he changed.

“Look, I can’t ave’ you bitin’ my masks remember, lovie? Either its hugs or no biting.” He chides gently as you clamber up in his lap, perching yourself neatly.

You sit, waiting.

He almost has to laugh lowly at the way you sit expectantly now, waiting for some pat or cuddle or praise. He slowly and gently brings his hand to stroke your hair, the delicate curve of your spine.

He admires the way you listened despite having a bratty streak, and he has to commend you for it.

“Good girl, wasn’t so hard was it?” He found himself saying, the words slipping out like sugared honey. He tilts his head, admiring the way your eyes shut, a rumbling low noise of comfort leaving your body at his touch.

“I know you miss me, can’t do much bout’ life gettin’ annoyin’ right?” Simon mutters mostly to himself. He lets you lean in for warmth.

For a while he just holds you, smelling the warm aroma, and letting you find comfort in him. It’s a first that he ever felt this sense of peace. Wholesome, sweet, and loving. Connected with you.

He makes it a point to spend more time with you before he leaves for deployment, and another point to drill down the sitter he’ll be having in place for you. Leaving you in someone’s incompetent hands is not an option for him.

[naturesapphic]

Could you write a one shot for Mommy!Rhea × Little!Reader where Reader treats Rhea's tattoos like her own personal coloring book please? Thank you in advance!

Coloring In The Lines

Mommy!rhea Ripley x little!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff :)

“Hey little one. What are you doing?” Rhea asked as she sits beside you on the floor. You looked up at your mommy and gave her a big smiling. “I coloring mommy!” You said happily as you picked up your favorite coloring book and showed her what you’re working on. “That’s amazing my little koala! Such an artist.” She said in her accent that you love hearing and you giggled at the petname she gave you a while back.

“Tank chus mommy.” You tell her and your eyes trail over her tattoos and you had the sudden urge to color them. Rhea could tell by the look in your eyes and how you were eyeing her arm that you were up to something. “What is it little one? What do you want to do.” Your mommy said chuckling as she picked you up and sat you in her lap. You started tracing your fingertips on her tattooed arm and Rhea got the gist of what you wanted pretty quickly.

“Do you want to color in my tattoos babygirl?” She asked and you immediately nodded your head excitedly. Rhea chuckled at your enthusiasm and took off her shirt so she’s only in her leggings and sports bra. “What do you want to start with first my koala?” She asked and you thought about it for a moment until you grabbed her wrist and pointed to the dagger in her inner arm. She chuckled and nodded at your request and let you do whatever you wanted.

By the end of your coloring section, both of rheas arms were covered in colorful colors, while some color was on her stomach where her other tattoos were. “What an artist! I gotta show these to your aunties and uncles.” Rhea said, mentioning the judgement day members and some of rheas friends that you consider your aunts and uncles. Rhea took some pictures of her arms, her stomach, and some with you in it and sent it to the group chat with everyone in it. You clapped happily and Rhea put her phone down so she could hug you.

“Tank chus mommy fors lettings mes colors chu tattoos ins.” You thanked her and rheas face brighten at your cuteness and she squeezed you tighter. “Anything for my little princess. Big koala loves her little koala so much.” Rhea said and you squealed happily. “I wuv mommy mores!” You said flapping your arms around happily and Rhea started tickling you which made you squeal loudly. She tickled you for a few more seconds and the stopped to let you catch your breath which you were grateful for. “Wanna color some more in your coloring book doll? I’ll even color with you” She asked and you nodded happily as the two of you spent hours on the floor coloring together.

A/n: thank you @inky-da-dinky for the request! I hope you enjoyed it! I hope everyone else enjoyed it too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all :) more fics coming your way!

[shirefantasies]

A Headcanon For Each Member of Thorin’s Company

Mini post between full request posts! Just felt like jotting these down hehe

✧ Balin knows a little bit of Elvish, but never lets on to that because, quite simply, it’s infinitely funnier not to. What fun would it be letting the elves shit talk him if they knew he picked up on bits of it?

✧ Dwalin’s dream wife is someone super soft and sweet. He’d die before he admits it, but he loves the idea of being the hero for his princess even if he acts like it’s an inconvenience.

✧ Some of it is natural, too, hardening from many of life’s experiences, but part of why Thorin puts on such a tough act is because he actually feels really awkward in conversations. For example, thus man dwarf cannot flirt to save his life.

✧ Oin hates being dismissed because of his hearing, but also? It can so be used to his advantage. The younger ones are squabbling over something stupid and trying to bring him i to it? Oops, sorry lads, can’t hear ya.

✧ Gloin is the proudest father. He can barely go a few minutes without busting out his locket’s picture of Gimli or telling a story about him…or both! Practically ready to throw hands with Bombur, who isn’t even competitive, on who has the coolest son.

✧ Bifur was quite the heartbreaker back in his heyday. He’s still a great flirt, but less people can understand him now so his lines often go unnoticed.

✧ Bofur quietly envies his brother’s family. He may not want fourteen kids or anything, but being around the wee ones warms his heart and he especially lives the idea of having a little girl someday if Mahal so blesses him.

✧ I of course adore the fanon/cast canon that Bombur has a huge family, but also? By dwarf standards his wife is super hot, so the others may make fun of him, but can’t deny that he scores!

✧ Dori is a way better cook than he seems like he is. The role tends to get passed to Bombur as he loves it the most, but since he grew up taking care of his brothers Dori knows his way around the kitchen!

✧ Nori loves cats. If he sees a stray in a village he offers it food and coaxes it over. The others marvel at how much the creatures love him, too, like some sort of instinctive trust.

✧ The others talk big about the ravishing women they’ve seen and he tries to keep up, but Ori doesn’t really actually get it. That’s how he realizes that, even though there isn’t such a word for it, he is demisexual. He also is more attracted to human women, they just seem softer and sweeter to him.

✧ Part of the reason Fili carries so many blades is because he enjoys crafting them. It’s a skill he learned from his uncle Thorin, standing at his side and helping before taking up the craft himself.

✧ Fili was the one who defended Kili from derision by other young dwarves when he chose to learn archery, an unusual form of combat in their culture. From then on, Kili vowed to become stronger and faster so he could defend those he loves, too.

✧ Bilbo bonds with Ori over sewing and knitting, smiling as he learns he has company because quite frankly he never thought a dwarf would know such arts, let alone join him as they teach each other.

[pigdemonart]

I'm wondering what your HCs are for Bowser and Luigi fell in love. Like, what moment was the moment that made Luigi like Bowser, and Bowser like Luigi? There has to be something for each of them, right??

Haha honestlyyyy Bowuigi is a ship where pretty much anything goes, since the characters are so versatile in that sense. Like any fanfic of them getting together in any version of themselves is valid and real to me. Though personal HCs, based on how I write them, I think the “Beauty and the Beast” route makes the most sense.

I think there wasn’t a key moment where it just happened, but rather a lot of quiet development. Bowser most likely got a crush first, cuz he’s that kind of guy. We know that he gets carried away with whoever he is affectionate for, so I imagine this happens during a time when he’s still interested in Peach. He finds less than subtle or polite ways to spend time with Luigi (kidnapping obviously) and the feelings start blossoming. Luigi is frightened, but he isn’t as vehemently opposed to this after it’s clear these moments aren’t threats to his life. At worst its confusing, but maybe the big guy just needs a friend.

Bowser realizes his interest in Peach feels shallow and small compared to what he’s starting to feel for Greenie. gets hit in the face with OHH SO THIS IS ACTUALLY WHAT BEING IN LOVE IS LIKE !?

Meanwhile Luigi probably catches feelings when he realizes there’s more to Bowser than he thought. And he starts liking every part of him, even all the rough edges.

Bonus doodle before i get to work:

[duckpasta-kamonabe]

I think I forgot to upload this artwork to tumblr????

Cozy gaming demi fiend (Former banner artwork of SMT Imagine's BLACK FROST server)

[trusweethrt]

— ✶ heaven!reader ༊*· dating single dad!rafe

✶ heaven!reader is the definition of a walking angel. her movements are graceful, much like her angelic voice that draws everyone in. everything from her hair down to her scent screams heavenly, making her even more alluring. you can find her in a flower field a cafe ordering lattes with extravagant and tedious foam art, or lounging on rafe's couch in her favorite white lace lingerie while she.

✶ heaven smells like...cinnamon. caramel. marshmallow. cashmere. white rose. her go to perfumes are killan paris angels, sabrina carpenter caramel dream, chanel paris riviera, and burberry body

✶ heaven's staples...silver jewelry. white knee highs. kitten heels. secret tattoos. leg warmers. lace trim. ruffled skirts. sheer dresses. pearl barrettes. white ribbon. matching lounge sets. lace shorts.

✶ she'll be in your thoughts when you see...folding fans. burning candles. white wine. clean sheets. embroidery tops. unique jewelry. lana del rey. old books. silk bedding. angelic music.

coming soon...

taglist 🪽: @bunbun-3 @drewscoquette @untitled10351 @rafesweetie @meetmebehindthemallrafe @supercutelovergirl @drewswife @plaidcowboy @missquantic @rafesdiorperfume @minitarayummy @this-one-weeb @akobx @mystianqel @lacebambidoll @dolletebun @amterasuu @milamilkie

[loveesiren]

Doing It All For Us (Pt. 4)

Masterlist

Rafe Cameron x Reader

Summary: Rafe's love grows stronger when he sees the love of his life suffer.

Warnings: Alcohol, California sober, neglect, language, fighting, mention of virginity, mention of overdose, canon divergence, porn

Word Count: 4.8k+

Ward: Where are you?

Rafe: You kicked me out, remember?

W: Are you at Barry's?

R: No.

R: I'm clean.

W: Since when?

R: Like a week now.

W: Well, you can prove that at Midsummers.

R: You want me at Midsummers?

W: Of course, Rafe. We are going as a family. And if you want to bring that girl you're always running around with, we'd like to meet her.

R: I'll ask her.

W: If you really are clean and doing well, son, we can talk about you coming home.

Rafe bit his lip as he read the last message.

He locked his phone and put it back on the night stand before rolling over and looking at you. Your back was to him. He appreciated the way the sheets draped over your body as you slept. Your hair spread out across the pillow behind you as the sunlight shining through the blinds illuminated your sun kissed skin.

You and Rafe had been clean for a week. Still smoking, still drinking, but you hadn't touched coke or pills. Rafe promised to stay clean with you. Not just around you but with you. That made it all so much easier.

You were both on edge as you got used to not having coke constantly at your disposal. But as you slept next to each other every night and you always counted your blessings.

Rafe moved closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into him. He pressed a kiss to the bare skin between your shoulders.

You smiled at the sensation. "Hey," You whisper as you roll over and face him.

"Hey," He smiles.

You wrapped your arm around his neck and pulled him to your lips. You opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to enter.

"Mmmm," He moaned into your mouth.

Your fingers ran through his hair as you smiled against his lips, rolling over so that you were on top of him.

Your skin pressed firmly to his as his hands rested on your hips. The feeling gave you goosebumps.

This is how you'd been waking up every morning since your first kiss with Rafe Cameron.

"I love you," You said against his lips, giving him one more quick kiss before you sat up, straddling his lap.

He smiled up at you, eyes beaming with adornment. "I love you, too," His voice was almost child like.

You sat in silence as you played with his hands. Just feeling happy to be so close to him.

Rafe finally broke the silence. "So, my dad texted me."

"Oh yeah? What did he say?" You ask.

"He, uhhh...he wants me to go to Midsummers with them. And he wants me to bring you."

Your eyes shot up to meet his. "Really?" You asked.

"Yeah. He says if I'm clean and doing good I can come back home. Having you as my date to Midsummers sure as shit would be a good sight." He chuckles, running his index finger along your hip.

"Uhm, yeah. Okay." You smile. "That would be fun!"

Rafe's eyes sparkle at your response. The way he smiles at you melts your heart every time.

"You want breakfast?" You ask, leaning down and kissing his cheek before you hop off the bed and throw on his t-shirt.

"You're going to cook?" He laughs, rolling over to watch you.

"No," You tease. "I'm gonna call Courtney." You say, waving your phone in his face.

"You know, one of these days I'm gonna teach you how to cook," He laughs.

"So we can die in a house fire?" You shoot back with a smirk as you look in the mirror, pulling your hair up into a high ponytail.

"As long as I get to die with you." He says. You turn to him and he smiles.

"Courtney is coming over. Meet you downstairs!"

"I'm gonna shower then I'll be there!" He calls after you.

You head downstairs and pull some water out of the fridge. You hear the front door open and you assume it's Courtney.

"Hey bitch! I'm hungry!" You call out.

"Is that how you normally greet me?"

You spin around to see your dad standing in the doorway.

"Oh, hey dad!" You greet, walking over to him and giving him a hug. "Sorry, I thought you were Courtney."

"It's okay, honey. How are you?" He asks.

"Uhm, I'm doing better...did you not get my messages?"

"Hmm, no I don't think so." He said, staring at the messages on his phone.

You swallow. "I, uhm, I overdosed dad."

He pauses for a moment. "Again?" He finally asked, not looking to meet your eyes.

His simple word stung. You'd tried to reach out to him over the past week. You even got in touch with his assistant. He still had no clue. And he didn't even care.

"Look, honey. If you need to go back to a rehab I can get in contact with-"

"No, dad. It's okay. I've been clean for a week. And my friends are helping me." You respond.

"Oh, good. I'm glad you are meeting some people you get along with here." He says.

"Yeah, they are great."

"I can't stay long. I have a dinner to get to then I fly out again tomorrow. Can you take care of the gardener?" He says as he takes off towards his room.

"Uhm, I didn't know the gardener was coming today."

"Is that not his truck outside?"

"Uh no, that's Rafe's."

Your dad stopped and turned to you. "The Cameron boy? Is he here?"

"Uhm, yeah..."

"Hanging out with guys like that won't help you stay clean, honey."

"He's clean too, Dad. He's kind of the reason I didn't die." You shoot back.

"Hm," He says. "Just make good choices." And with that, he walks off.

You are left standing in the foyer, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

"Hey bitch!" Courtney says. You hadn't even heard the door open.

"Oh, hey," You say, wiping your eyes.

"Are you okay?"

You close your eyes at her question. "No," You admit, leaning into her and hugging her. She hugs you back tightly and rocks you back and forth.

"Your dad?" She asks. She had seen his car in the driveway.

You nod your head in response.

"Well listen, there is a party tonight! Let's get dressed up and have fun!"

"Okay," You agree. Sniffling and wiping the tears from your eyes, managing a small smile.

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Rafe had overheard the conversation with your dad as he made his way downstairs. He kicked himself for every time he complained about his father to you. Ward was a prick but at least he gave somewhat of a shit. He couldn't believe the way your dad had brushed off you almost dying like it was nothing. How he hadn't even known it happened even though you tried to reach out multiple times.

He wanted nothing more than to wrap you in his arms and comfort you but when he heard Courtney come in, he decided to just turn around and go upstairs. You would talk to him when you were ready.

_________________

After you and Courtney finished getting ready, the three of you made your way to the kitchen as you waited for Topper and Kelce to come pick you up. Top offered to drive tonight so Rafe could have a turn to get drunk. Not that Rafe necessarily cared, as long as he was with you.

You poured shots for each of you and you all threw them back. Then another, and another, and another. You were starting to feel good as you and Courtney danced around the kitchen.

Rafe couldn't help the smile that washed over his face as he watched you dance. He felt like a 12 year old boy experiencing his first crush. He couldn't believe he'd spent every morning this week waking up next to you.

"Oh, hey Mr. Y/L/N." Courtney suddenly said.

You paused as your dad entered the kitchen.

"Courtney," He nodded. "Lovely to see you again."

"Hey dad," You said softly.

"Honey? Are you going to introduce me to your new friend?" His eyes scanned over Rafe.

"Dad, this is Rafe Cameron. Rafe, this is my dad." Your voice was awkward.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Y/L/N." Rafe said, standing up to extend his hand to your fathers.

"Likewise," Your dad responded dryly, shaking his hand a bit too firmly for your liking.

"Well, I'm headed to a meeting. You kids have fun." Your dad said, placing a quick kiss on the side of your head and heading towards the door.

You just stared blankly at the floor as he left. You chewed on your lip, trying to get the craving for drugs to subside.

"Hey, are you okay?" Rafe asked, reaching out and taking your hand.

You felt yourself relax instantly and you leaned into him, resting your head on his chest and taking in his scent.

"I'm fine!" You say. "Let's take another shot!"

You pour out two more shots for each of you before Topper and Kelce finally showed up. You climbed in between Rafe and Courtney in the back seat of Topper's Jeep. You smiled to yourself, excited to be going out again. You hadn't gone out much since the hospital. But you were so sick of sitting at home. Sick of being sad about your dad. You were ready to jump back into being the bad bitch you were.

Courtney saw this. "Let's go fuck shit up, baby!" She squeals in excitement, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you close.

You laugh and hug her back. You turn back to Rafe and look up at him with lustful eyes. You realized you and Rafe had practically spent the last week alone in your house. You hadn't even told Courtney the two of you had kissed. You started to wonder if that's something he'd even want everyone else to know.

He leaned over and placed a kiss on your temple. The gesture made you feel warm and you linked your fingers through his.

Topper scoffs. "Did the two of you not fuck enough this whole week you've been MIA?"

Rafe kicks the back of Topper's seat. "Shut the fuck up," He spits.

You just throw your head back and laugh.

"You guys are horrible at hiding it." Kelce laughs. "Everyone knows you two are hooking up."

"I don't kiss and tell," You tease.

"Wait! Did you guys kiss?!" Courtney asks with excitement.

You bite back the smile forming on your lips as you shyly look up at Rafe. He looks down at you, his tongue grazing his bottom lip as his eyes flicker to your lips, asking for permission.

Your eyes tell him everything he needs to know as he brings a finger up to your chin, lifting you up to face him as he leans in and kisses you deeply.

"OOOHHH!" Kelce and Courtney yell in unison. "Fucking finally!"

You smile against Rafe's lips as your friends hype you up.

"Seriously? Took you guys long enough!" Topper laughs.

"So are you guys like dating now?" Courtney asks excitedly.

"Uhm..." Was all you managed to get out before Topper interrupted.

"We're here!" He says as he parks the car and quickly hops out. You all follow suit.

The house was massive. All three floors filled with drunk Kooks. You felt your confidence kick in as you and Courtney stood next to each other. Mini skirts, high heels, and gold body chains. You knew you were the hottest girls there as you walked into the party. And the fact that Rafe Cameron followed you around like a lost puppy was a huge bonus. He was the hottest guy on Figure Eight.

Eyes were on you, as always. Men drooling over you, girls glaring at you. All attention on you and your friends and thats the way you liked it.

The five of you made your way to the kitchen and grabbed drinks. You threw back a couple shots with everyone in the kitchen and you could feel the music start to take over your body. You and Courtney twirled around until you were in the living room. You couldn't control yourself as you moved your body to the beat.

Rafe couldn't take his eyes off you as you and Courtney danced to the music. He couldn't stop thinking about what Courtney asked in the car.

Are you guys dating now?

Truth is, he hadn't actually thought about it. He'd just been in pure bliss this last week he'd spent with you. Everything felt right with you. He was finally okay with not being high.

But now that you were all out at this party, he noticed the way guys stared at you. How every guy in this house would do anything for a chance with you. He had to make you his.

"Hey Rafey," A familiar voice cut through his thoughts. "Still drooling over the sluts?"

"What do you want, Jess?" Rafe growled.

"I heard Y/N has a little bit of a drug problem," She attempts.

"Weren't you the one always sucking me off for blow?" Rafe shot back.

Jess narrowed her eyes slightly but laughed. "If I remember correctly, you really enjoyed the time we spent alone." She said as she dragged a finger across Rafe's forearm.

You look over and lock eyes with Rafe. Your face falls when you see Jessica pressed up against him. Rafe was obviously uncomfortable.

"These bitches never quit," You say to Courtney. She turns to see what you're glaring at.

"Jesus fucking Christ," She spits. "She's so desperate it hurts."

You watch as Rafe shrugs Jessica off.

You make your way back towards the kitchen, ready to put this bitch in her place again but before you can get to her Rafe picks you up and sets you on the counter. He stands between your legs and looks you in the eyes.

You look back at him, slightly confused but really enjoying whatever it is that's happening.

He brings his hand up, tangling his fingers in the hair at the base of your neck while his other hand rested on your hip. You could tell people were starting to stare now.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" Rafe asks. The people standing in the kitchen with you all stare as they wait for you to answer. Jessica stood there, jaw hanging open.

"I thought you'd never ask," You smile.

He smiles now, pulling you in to kiss you deeply.

"OOOOH THAT'S MY FUCKING BRO!" You hear a drunk Topper and Kelce cheer.

"I'll drink to that!" Courtney yells, throwing back a shot.

"Whatever, have fun with your junkie girlfriend," Jessica spits before trying to walk away.

You pull away from Rafe to say something but you see Courtney grab her hair and slam her into the glass microwave, shattering the glass and her face.

"Oh shit!" You say as you watch Courtney handle the situation.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut before I fuck you up so bad that not even plastic surgery can fix your slutty little face you fucking coke whore!" Courtney yells before pushing her off.

Jessica runs off crying and you and Rafe can't help but laugh. "Holy shit, Court! You're a motherfuckin' g!"

"Learned from the best!" She winks.

You and Rafe spend the rest of the party practically glued to each other. He wanted everyone to see you together. For everyone to know you were his and he was yours.

"I'm getting tired," You finally say, leaning your face into Rafe's neck.

"I can call us an Uber," Rafe says. "I think Top's out for the night." He nods towards the couch to where Topper and Kelce had practically fallen asleep in each others laps.

You noticed how much the party had died down. "What time is it?"

Rafe glanced down at his Rolex. "Shit, it's 3:30." Rafe chuckles.

"Let's go lay by the pool," You say. Taking Rafe's hand and leading him outside. A few people still stood around the fire, drinking beers and smoking weed.

You lead him to the far end of the pool where there was an open cabana with a bed in it. You laid down and looked up at the twinkling string lights hung around the back yard. Rafe laid down beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist and nuzzling into your neck. He placed kisses on your skin, starting at your jawline and working his way down to your collar bone.

"You make me crazy," Rafe whispers against your skin. You could feel a growing warmth between your legs. His hand moves under your shirt, running his fingers over your exposed skin as he sucks at your collar bone.

"Fuck..." You moan at the sensation.

He leans up and kisses you as his hand travels down to your thigh, hiking up your skirt. You feel his thumb tuck under the hem of your panties and your breath hitches as you bite his lip. He growls at the gesture.

"Rafe," You whisper.

"Hmm?" He asks, still kissing you like his life depended on it.

You pull away from him. "Rafe, I need to tell you something."

He sits up slightly. "What is it, baby girl?" He asks, bringing his hand up to stroke your hair.

"Uhm, I just need to tell you..." You hesitate. "Th-that I, uhm.."

"What is it, baby? You know you can tell me anything." He assures you.

"I'm a virgin, Rafe." You say, looking down at your hands and biting your lip.

Rafe smiles and lifts your chin up so you meet his eyes. He kisses you so gently but so passionately you swear you could melt right there.

"You're not, like, weirded out?" You ask curiously.

Rafe laughs. "No, baby, not at all. And we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with it." He promises.

"I-I want to, Rafe. I do." You tell him. "But, I also don't want to lose my virginity in the back yard of a house party." You chuckle.

"Yeah, not very romantic is it?" He chuckles. "Come here," He says, pulling you into him, your back pressed firmly against his front.

You bring his hand up to yours, intertwining your fingers together. "I love you, Rafe." You whisper against his skin.

"I love you too, pretty girl." He says into your hair, before pressing a kiss to your temple.

The two of you fall asleep easily, tangled together in the warm summer air.

______________________

When you'd all finally made it back to your house in the morning, Topper and Kelce had to practically drag Rafe away from you to make it to their tee time.

The two of you couldn't keep your hands off each other. As much as you were going to miss Rafe today, you were excited to hang out with Courtney and look for a dress for Midsummers.

"Did Kelce ask you?" You ask Courtney as you scan your massive closet.

She rested on the chair in the middle of you closet and watched you. "Yeah, he did. He's sweet. And he likes that I'm taller than him." She chuckles.

"You're taller than everyone, Court. Why aren't you a runway model again?" You ask.

"Cuz a bitch gets too drunk to walk straight," She jokes. You both laugh.

You pull a few options from your closet and scan over them intently.

"So," Courtney starts. You already know where this is going. "You gonna let Rafe take your virginity?" She grins.

You try your best to bite back a smile. "I mean...I want to. I'm just nervous, you know?"

"Why?"

"He's like...experienced." You say, waving your hand around and rolling your eyes. "I have no clue what I'm doing."

"Okay, well....Let's practice!" Courtney says as she jumps up and grabs your hand, pulling you to your bed.

"Court, no offense, but you have no cock for me to suck."

"Shut up," She says as she grabs your lap top. "Just watch."

Courtney pulls up a couple porn sites and types in some videos. "Do what they do," She says.

You watch the videos. It's not like you'd never watched porn before but the more you watched the more you felt like you couldn't be as good as these women.

"Throw your hips back like this," Courtney shows you. "Here, let me film you."

Courtney showed you all the ways to move you body just right. The faces to make, even how to give head on a banana she had found in your kitchen.

She filmed it all and played it back for you and you couldn't deny that you looked hot as fuck.

"Don't forget to be fucking sloppy when you suck his cock," Courtney added. "Guys love that shit! Oh, and when he cums in your mouth, fucking swallow."

You licked your lips at Courtney's words. You really, really, wanted to fuck Rafe Cameron.

"Y/N?! Court?!"

You heard Rafe's voice as the came in through the front door.

"Shit!" You said to Court, quickly exiting out of the 10 porn tabs you had up and slamming you lap top shut.

You both hopped off the bed and ran downstairs to greet the boys.

"Hey baby!" You said as you jumped into Rafe's arms. He dropped his clubs to the floor and gripped you immediately. Bringing his hands to your ass as he he kissed you deeply.

"Hey, sweet girl," He said, pressing kisses to your neck.

"Could you guys not fuck for one second while we figure this shit out?!" Topper asks as he plops down on your couch.

You hop down from Rafe's grasp. "What happened?"

"Those fucking Pogues sunk my fucking boat!" Topper yelled.

Rafe gripped your hips, pulling you down on his lap as he sat on the couch. "We're gonna get them back, Top." Rafe promised.

"Yeah? How?" Topper asked. He was obviously stressed as he sunk back into your couch.

"Tomorrow night," Courtney suggested. "There's that movie in the park or whatever. I bet they'll be there."

"Hey, yeah! I swear I overheard them talking about it," Kelce chimes in.

"Okay, so tomorrow night, we go to the fucking movie thing or whatever and wait for them to slip up." You add.

"Let's fucking kill these Pogues," Courtney laughs.

"Yeah, yeah, let's fucking do it!" Topper says as he stands up. "Whoo!"

You narrowed your eyes slightly, noticing Top was coked the fuck out. You glanced back at Rafe and examined his eyes.

"I'm sober," He said, seeing the question in your eyes. "Top, however, has had a day."

You nod in agreement. "We'll end those fucking Pogues."

_________

The next day, you and Courtney slipped into some casual clothes. You settled for simple jean shorts and a form fitting tank top. But that didn't stop you from gluing your diamonds to your eyelids.

You pulled your beach waves back in a high ponytail and slipped into some sandals.

Courtney finished applying her lipstick. Popping her lips in the mirror before turning to you. "Let's go kill some fucking Pogues," She said with a devious smile.

You linked arms with hers as you made your way downstairs to meet the boys.

"Shots?!" A drunk Topper asked from your kitchen. You watched as he poured 5 shots, losing half of the tequila to the counter.

Rafe came over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his lips to you neck. "You look fucking stunning," He whispered against your skin. You swore you wanted him to bend you over the counter right then and there but you composed yourself.

"And I'm dating the most handsome man on this island." You chuckled as you pulled back to look at him. He had on a yellow shirt and a tan snap back. He looked like a dumb frat boy and it made your pussy swell.

He smiled at you before turning to pick up the shots Topper had poured. "Cheers!" He said, clinking his glass to yours before you both swallowed the alcohol.

You cringed at the taste but quickly shook it off.

"Alright let's do this!" Kelce said as he took off towards the front door.

You all followed out to Rafe's truck. You climbed in the passenger seat while Courtney, Kelce, and Topper piled in the back.

Rafe kept a hand on your thigh while he drove. His fingers dangerously close to your entrance and you could feel yourself beginning to drip.

"Yo, when I see that fucker, Pope, I'm gonna rip his fucking face off!" Topper preached from the back seat.

"Why the hell would they do that shit?" Courtney asked.

"Well if Rafe here hadn't insisted on jumping him on the golf course..." Topper spat.

Your eyes widened as you turned to look at Rafe. He had his eyes on the road in front of him as he sucked his lips between his teeth. You could feel his grip on your thigh tighten. "They held a gun to your head, Top." Rafe said.

"Yeah, but now my boats gone and my parents think it's my fault!"

"Okay, everyone shut up!" You snapped. "Look, we are going to get back at the Pogues for all the shit they've done. But you guys," You pointed between the three boys. "Need to be smarter with how you handle shit!"

The boys shut up and listened. They always listened to you. Especially when you raised your voice. Nobody wanted to fuck with the Queen Bee.

When you finally pulled up to the park you instantly spotted JJ, Pope, and Kiara.

Topper tried to hop out but Courtney grabbed him. "Hold on," She hissed. "We have to be smart."

"Don't storm them right away," You said. "We don't want to draw attention. Just play it cool and wait for the right moment."

You all got out of the truck. You and Courtney grabbed the blankets and the cooler you'd brought and set it up at the very back of the park. You pulled the tequila and solo cups from the cooler and added some lime juice to each cup before passing the drinks around to the group.

Rafe sat down and you leaned back against him. He rubbed your arm and placed kisses to your temple.

"Why'd you jump him, Rafe?" You ask.

Rafe sighed. "Doesn't matter."

"It matters." You said. Your voice harsher than you intended.

"He was talking shit," Rafe said, anger coating your voice. "I got pissed, okay?"

You watched as Kiara got up and walked towards the concession stand.

"I'll be back." You say as you get up quickly and walk over to where she stood.

"Hey, Kie," You said with a bitchy smile. "How are you?"

"What the fuck do you want, Y/N?" Kiara spat back at you.

You chuckle, your tongue grazing over your bottom lip as you look down. "Tell your boy," You say, taking a step closer to her, looking up to meet her gaze now. "We know what he did."

Kiara glanced over your shoulder to see the rest of your crew sitting at the back of the park. Courtney offered her a sadistic smile and wave. Kiara clenched her jaw. "I don't know what you're talking about." She stated before quickly walking off.

"Enjoy the movie!" You called after her. You smiled before you turned and walked back over to Rafe and the others.

The five of you sat and drank as you barely paid any attention to what was going on on the screen. Waiting for the perfect opportunity to get the Pogues alone.

You noticed JJ and Pope get up and head towards the back of the screen.

"There they go," You say with a smirk. "Go get 'em boys."

Rafe, Kelce, and Topper were quick to get up and follow the two Pogues. You and Courtney sipped your drinks and giggled as you watched all the boys disappear behind they screen.

"They're gonna fucking ruin them!" Courtney laughed.

"Straight up! I don't know why-" You cut yourself off as you saw Kiara get up and walk towards the back of the screen. "Oh fuck this bitch!" You spit as you stood up and stormed after her, Courtney not far behind you.

When you finally get behind the screen you see Kiara on top of Topper. Rafe quickly pulls her off and throws her to the ground.

"Grab her, Court!" You say. Courtney lunges towards Kiara and holds her arms behind her back as she presents her to you. "Hi bitch!" You say with a wild smile. Before she got the chance to respond you kicked her in the stomach.

"Ah!" Kiara cried out as she bent over in pain.

"Kie!" Pope yelled out as he slipped out of Topper's grip.

Before you could kick her again, Pope grabbed you and pushed you to the ground.

"Oh, fuck no!" Rafe said as he grabbed Pope by the throat and began to choke him out. "Don't you EVER put your fucking hands on my girl!"

Courtney was by your side, helping you off the ground. "Where'd that little bitch go?" You spat.

"I don't-" Courtney stopped when she noticed the screen going up in flames. "Oh shit!" She helped you to your feet.

You glanced around to see Topper and and Kelce running to you but Rafe was still choking out Pope.

"Rafe!" You yelled. "Baby, we gotta go!"

Rafe finally snapped out of his trance at the sound of your voice. He threw Pope to the ground, landing one more kick to his stomach before he ran toward you and grabbed your hand. The five of you ran off towards the beach before anyone could realize you'd been there.

"Holy shit!" Topper said as you all finally reached the sand. "Rafe you almost killed him!"

Rafe sighed and pulled you into him. "Are you okay?" He mumbled into your hair.

You laughed against his chest. "I almost had that bitch if Pope didn't fucking catch me off gaurd."

Rafe's jaw clenched. The fact that someone put their fucking hands on you filled him with rage.

"Hey, baby, look at me," You said as you rested your hands on his chest. "I'm okay. I promise."

"This isn't over," He said as he looked back in the direction of the park.

"No, no it's not. But for now, let's go home."

Rafe took a deep breath and turned to look at you, his forehead pressed against yours.

"I love you."

[damiansgoodgirll]

THE FAM 🖤

[runawayolives]

So for baby daddy Nate, does reader go to school visibly pregnant? Or once she starts showing she does virtual school?

Thank you for the ask, anon!

So this is not that, but something I had in mind kind of in the same topic.

This belongs to the series Baby Daddy

Maddy took a deep breath while laying down in her backyard, running her hand over her face.

"How is college application going?"

"Nonexistent."

She turned around to face her slightly pregnant friend. "What do you mean nonexistent?"

She shrugged, replying with a dry tone. "It means I'm 17 and pregnant, and I don't want to be a college student and a mother at the same time."

"So? Your parents offered all the help to raise it, you can go to college and during the weekends be with it." Maddy tried to hide the distaste she felt towards the small thing currently existing in her friends abdomen, seeing it as the biggest impediment in both their lives.

"It isn't an it anymore it's a she."

"I don't give a fuck what it is, what I care about is that you're not going to college because of it." She turned her head around to face her friend, practically seeing smoke coming out of her ears and nose.

"Mads, she isn't the guilty one, you said it, my parents offered to raise her."

"Then why are you not going?"

"I don't want someone else raising my child, I don't want her to see her childhood as a period where I was too preoccupied studying to be her mother." This time she really looked at Maddy. She looked at her as if gazing into her eyes would connect with her soul. She wasn't just looking at her, she was trying to explain in a too deeply way her reasons that had already become a stable decision.

"She won't remember."

"She will know eventually."

"If you don't go now, you will never go."

"Lorelei Gilmore did it."

"Fuck her." Y/N broke off eye contact to laugh. She liked Maddy because her abrasiveness did just that, in high tension moments, it acted as a terminator, making it all disappear ear. "Don't laugh, I didn't say that for you to laugh."

"Why are you so mad about this, Mads?" Her friend scoffed, looking away, as if the racional answer was somehow in the clouds or the sky.

"What about me?" Y/N was too confused by the question to read her friends body language.

"I mean, you're like the number one not fan of the baby, but I guess you can be the godmother. Or you could learn how to cook and we could start an inn and raise a bratty and train-wreck kid." Maddy stood up, still not turning around to face her friend.

"What about me, Y/N?"

"Mads, I don't understand what you're asking." She finally turned around, facing her friend. Y/N could now see her face, red and with a few angry tears falling down her cheeks.

"What about me, Y/N? If you don't make it out, what does that mean about me? If this has happened to you, there's no hope for me."

"Maddy..."

"No, don't sugar coat it. I was rooting for you, I was. My mother was proud of me whenever she saw us together, she could see me actually doing something with my life. And now you're here, giving up, ruining your life for a baby you haven't planned and stuck to a guy that is set on ruining your life. If that's what you get, I don't want to know what's waiting for me." She took a deep breath and kneeled down beside her friend. "You've given up on yourself, but I won't. I won't because I refuse to believe this is all there's going to be to your life."

Y/N leaned forward to hug her friend, squishing her as if that would make all her worries evaporate. "I have not given up on you, Maddy Perez, and I'll never will."

They both stood there, for as long as they needed, crying and sometimes laughing, trying to find humor in their seemingly dooming predicament.

[cloveswifey]

Truth or dare

Parings: Maddy Perez x Fem!Reader

Type: Smut

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: smut, Clit Rubbing, scissoring, lots of kissing, face riding, eating out, choking, explicit Language.

A/n: This is my first smut so please don't hate haha.

Y/N strolled through the aisles of a bustling shopping center, browsing through the latest fashion trends. As she reached for a cute sweater, her phone buzzed, indicating an incoming call. She looked at the screen and smiled; it was her good friend Cassie.

"Hey, Cassie!" Y/N greeted warmly, answering the call. "What's up?"

"Hey, Y/N!" Cassie's voice sounded excited on the other end. "I was wondering if you wanted to sleepover tonight!"

Y/N's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but grin. "That sounds great, Cassie! Count me in! What time should I come over?"

Cassie replied enthusiastically, "Come over around 7 pm!"

Y/N nodded eagerly, even though Cassie couldn't see. "I can't wait! I'll bring my favorite board games. Oh, and maybe some snacks too."

"Perfect!" Cassie exclaimed. "I'll let Kat and Maddy know. They've been dying for a sleepover too. It's going to be an epic night!"

As the conversation continued, Y/N finished up her shopping and headed towards the checkout counter. They discussed their plans, making sure everything was set for the much-anticipated sleepover. The excitement in their voices was contagious, causing Y/N's anticipation to grow with every passing minute.

Later that evening, Y/N arrived at Cassie's house with a bagful of board games and snacks. The door opened, revealing a beaming Cassie, already wearing her favorite pair of cozy pajamas.

"Y/N, you made it!" Cassie exclaimed, pulling her friend into a warm hug. "Maddy and Kat are in the living room!"

Soon enough they had all gathered in her cozy living room, filled with blankets and pillows, ready for a night of laughter and adventure.

As the night progressed, they found themselves engrossed in the movie "Clueless," but soon enough, their excitement dwindled, and they started itching for something more exciting.

Cassie, being the bold and mischievous one, suggested they play a game of truth or dare. The group agreed, and they huddled together, ready for a night of revealing secrets and daring challenges.

Cassie spun the bottle, and it pointed right at her. Kat wasted no time in coming up with a dare for her. "I dare you to call your sister; Lexi and say the weirdest thing you can think of!"

Cassie's eyes gleamed mischievously as she happily took out her phone and dialed Lexi's number. As the others listened intently, Cassie giggled and proceeded to say the strangest things that came to her mind. Laughter echoed throughout the room as they imagined Lexi's bewildered reactions.

After a few more rounds of truth or dare, it was finally Y/N's turn. "Truth or dare."

"Truth." Y/n replied.

Maddy, feeling curious, couldn't help but ask, "Y/N, have you ever kissed a girl?"

Y/N blushed and shyly replied, "No, I haven't."

As the night wore on, the girls found themselves growing bored of playing truth or dare. Cassie, exhausted from the excitement, had passed out on the couch. Y/N and Maddy were left to their own devices, trying to figure out how to keep the momentum of the evening going.

Just as they were pondering what to do next, Kat's phone buzzed with a message. Curiosity piqued, she picked up her phone and read the message, her eyes widening with surprise. It was from Ethan, asking her to come over.

Unable to contain her excitement, Kat turned to Y/N and Maddy. "Guess what, guys? Ethan just messaged me and asked me to come over! I'm gonna head out for a bit." With a sheepish smile, she got up from her spot and made her way towards the door.

Left alone together, Y/N and Maddy exchanged glances. In Maddy's eyes, a playful spark danced, and she decided to revisit the question she had asked earlier. Taking a deep breath, she looked at Y/N and asked, "You know my question earlier, right?"

Your Pov

You nodded, recalling the question about kissing a girl. Your heart raced slightly, wondering where Maddy was going with this conversation.

Maddy's mischievous smile grew wider as she leaned closer to you and asked, "Would you like to give it a try?"You hesitated for a moment, contemplating the situation.

You slowly nodded and the two girls leaned in, eyes shut as their lips slowly met in the middle.

Maddys lips felt soft against mine as they collided, before slowly pulling away.

Your body went stiff, your breathing caught in your throat. "Relax," she says softly, using her right hand to move a strand of hair out of your face. You exhale, letting yourself loosen up. "Good girl."

Maddy smirked looking into your eyes before leaning in again to capture you into a much deeper kiss. Your lips move together slowly, yet passionately.

You could feel Maddy's warm breath on your cheek as she softly enters her tongue, and your tongues begin to playfully intertwine.

You begin lightly massaging your fingers into Maddy's hair, in which she lets out a small moan in response.

However, the thought of cassie sleeping beside you, quickly brings you back to reality, and you realise that you both may have gotten a bit too carried away.

"Cassie might, wake up," you remind maddy in-between kisses, eliciting a groan from her as she pulls your waist towards her so that your chests were touching.

"No," Maddy hesitates, her desire evident in her attempts to intensify the kiss. She doesn't want to break away, so she starts increasing the speed of your lip movements.

However, you hesitated and suggested, "Why don't we go to the bathroom at least?"

Maddy giggled mischievously and took hold of your hand, leading you towards the Howard's home bathroom.

Upon entering, Maddy swiftly pressed You against the wall and passionately kissed you.

"Now that you've kissed a girl..." Maddy whispered in-between kisses, "what about fucking one." She spoke her hand travelling down to your core, massaging you through the fabric. You let out a whimper in response.

"You like that baby?" Maddy smirked.

"Fuck yes." You moaned out, reaching up to remove your bralette, leaving you in her short flowy skirt.

"No bra?" Maddy chuckled, before connecting your lips once again.

You moaned against her lips as she continued rubbing circles against your throbbing clit.

You felt an orgasm approaching, and you gripped Maddy's shoulder as your thighs trembled. She noticed how close you were and stopped, causing you to pout.

"I wanna taste you." Maddy whispered

"Please." Y/n whimpered, Maddy then snaking her fingers around the hem of your panties, slowly pulling them off.

Maddy reluctantly pulls her bra off, throwing it on the ground, diving down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses before reaching your breasts and placing her mouth around your nipple.

Your hands travel down to her jeans, and you start to unbutton her pants. She moves your hands and finishes unbuttoning her jeans herself, sliding them off of her and kicking them onto the ground.

Slowly, laying down on the cold floor, bare, Maddy beckons you with a soft whisper, “Come here," lightly pulling your body down. You sat on top of her shyly, your bare pussy resting on her abdomen.

"Pretty pussy." She smirks, before slapping your cunt, causing you to yelp before she leans down and kisses your clit sweetly.

"sit on my face." She demands, putting her hands on your hips and encouraging you to scoot up. You comply, adjusting yourself until your pussy is hovering over her mouth.

You could feel her nails lightly scratching at your waist before she, pushed your hips down and buried her face into your pussy, her tongue swirling against your folds.

You grind your hips against her mouth, looking down to see your skirt covering half her face. She placed her hands under your skirt and on the curve of your ass, guiding you up and down her tongue.

"Fuck... you taste so good," she moans against your clit as she sucks harshly.

"Don't stop!" you cried, your thighs already shaking, she hums against your clit in response, wrapping her arms around your thighs to keep you on her face.

"cum for me." she says, coaxing you through an orgasm. Moans and curse words spill from your lips.

Your body spasms as white flashes before your eyes, everything around you disappearing and pure euphoria consuming your body.

you continue to sloppily ride out your high on Maddy's face, your climax washes over you and she makes sure to catch every last drop of your release. You twitch as she uses her tongue to clean you up.

Maddy quickly turns both of you over, firmly requesting, "give me your leg."

You lift up your leg and she puts it over her shoulder. She positions herself between your legs until your cunts are touching. You moan at the feeling of her warm and wet pussy against yours. She wraps her arm around your leg, her hand making its way around your neck. She slowly starts to grind against you, both of your throbbing clits massaging each others. The whine that falls from her lips surprise you, sending a shiver through your body.

You groan as you feel the rhythm of her movements, your hand moving to cup one side of her waist to steady her. Moans spill from your mouth, the feeling of pure ecstasy tingling through your bodies.

Each motion creates an intense friction between us, causing her to moan loudly as the pleasure intensifies.

She squeezes your neck, causing your eyes to roll back to your head, as you practically melt into her, squirming beneath her touch.

"Fuck, you feel so good against me." she says, looking down and watching the way your cunts slide against each other.

"Fuck-" she spat, her chest rising up and down abnormally fast, throwing her head back and squeezing your neck harder.

"I'm gonna cum." she cried, her clit pulsing against yours.

"Me too." you moaned, closing your eyes.

The amount of pleasure you were experiencing was not like anything you've felt before. You both were practically screaming as you reached reached your climax.

You felt her fluids spill onto your heat, her body quivering as she continues to ride out her high against you. You follow her orgasm shortly after her, shockwaves are sent throughout your body. All to be heard were two wet pussys kissing one another.

She lays down next to you, staring at the celling. Both of you just taking a moment to gather yourselves, trying to catch your breaths. "Holy shit, that was fucking hot." she exhales.

[naturesapphic]

I love your latest story about Rhea...Brat tamer Rhea is probably my favorite, and I loved how she handled the situation...Please do more one shots about it (the little brat inside me needs it )🥺

Tamer

Mommy!Rhea ripley x little!fem!reader

Warnings: reader being a brat, age regression, punishments, spanking

“Y/n eat your veggies please. I don’t want to have to keep saying it again.” Rhea pleaded with you but you were being stubborn. “Nu! Nu wan to! It yuckies…” you pouted and whined. Rhea sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose before warning you one last time. “This is your last warning princess. Eat your vegetables or I’ll have to punish you.” She said and you shook your head. Rhea sighed and got up and went over to you, grabbing your arm and putting you in the corner. “You stay here for five minutes do you understand?” Rhea instructed you and you pouted, not saying anything to her.

She lightly smacked you on your bottom to get your attention “words baby.” She demanded and you squeaked out a yes. Rhea nodded and went back to the table to finish her food. You on the other hand was feeling brave today and left the corner, going to your room to play. Five minutes have past and Rhea looked behind her to praise you for being good and taking your punishment well but when she looked, she saw a empty corner. She felt herself get angry but calmed down, not wanting to scare you. She got up from the table and went to your play room to find you sitting on the floor coloring with your stuffies.

“Baby…how long have you’ve been in here?” Rhea asked and you shrugged your shoulders, ignoring her question. She sighs angrily and leans down to close your coloring books. “Hey!” You said whining and Rhea gave you a stern glare to be quiet, which this time you did listen. She helped you stand on your fit and walked you into the bedroom. “Sit.” She demanded and you sat at the end of the bed. “When did you leave the corner baby. I know that you know.” She asked and you grew whiny and irritated again. “Don’t Nu! Didn’t wan to bes in da corners!” You exclaimed and rhea looked at you blankly.

Rhea walked over to you and grabbed your face between her fingers and looked deep into your eyes. “You better start telling me the truth little girl. Don’t make me spank it out of you.” She threatened and you gave her a shaky smirk, wanting to test her. “You are such a fucking brat.” She spat and sat on the bed and moved you over her lap. She pulled down your shorts and underwear in one swift motion. “You better start counting little one.” She grunted and started spanking you. By the end of it you were crying and begging for her to stop. She did about twenty in total and you only messed up once. Rhea pulled you up and sat you down gently on her lap, softly rubbing your red bottom as you cry in her neck.

“Do you know why I had to punish you?” She asked and you didn’t reply, still crying in her neck. Her heart broke to hear your cries. “I did it because you were not being my good girl that I know you are. You kept disrespecting and disobeying me and I won’t have that.” She explained to you and soon enough all Rhea could hear was little sniffles coming out of you. She stood up with you in her arms and walked to the bathroom. She got some cream to help with the redness and pain on your ass. Rhea started applying it all over your bum and you let out little whimpers here and there but Rhea was extremely gentle with you. She kept you in her arms when she put the cream away and carried you out of the bathroom and into the kitchen again.

“How about this. You eat most of your veggies and you and me will go out to get your favorite ice cream. How about that princess?” She tried to reason with you and you stilled whined a bit but nodded your head yes anyway. After a few minutes you had ate most of your veggies and Rhea was beaming with pride. “Good job baby! Mommy is so proud of you! Let’s get dressed and we’ll go get some ice cream.” She explained and you clapped your hands happily as y’all went upstairs to get dressed. The two of you came back down and went outside to rheas truck where she put you in the backseat and buckled you into your booster seat. The rest of the night was you and Rhea eating your ice cream outside of the place and then driving home to cuddle until the two of you went to sleep.

A/n: I hope this is what you wanted anon and I hope the rest of you enjoyed! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all :)

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Can you Alexa demie x male reader smut and the reader is a young and upcoming actor who's nervous because he got to do a sex scene with her

rodeo (18+)

Pairings ; Alexa Demie x Male!Reader

Warning/s ; pure smut

It was a warm summer evening in Los Angeles when young actor Y/N found himself standing outside the gates of Alexa Demie's sprawling Hollywood Hills mansion. He was nervously awaiting his scene partner for the night, the talented and beautiful Alexa herself. They were set to film a sex scene for their new show, Euphoria, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and anxiety.

As he waited, he couldn't help but recall their first encounter. It had been a few weeks prior, during a table read for the show. Alexa had walked in, her long black hair cascading down her back, her brown eyes sparkling with intelligence and wit. Y/N had been immediately drawn to her, and as they rehearsed their lines together, he found himself falling for her more and more.

Now, as he waited for her to answer the door, Y/N couldn't help but feel a flutter in his stomach. When she finally opened the door, he was struck by her beauty once again. She was wearing a tight-fitting red dress that accentuated her curves, and her lips were painted a deep shade of crimson.

"Hi there," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I'm so glad you could make it."

Y/N followed her inside, his heart racing. They made their way to the living room, where a fire was crackling in the fireplace. Alexa poured them each a glass of wine, and they sat down on the couch, talking and laughing as they sipped their drinks.

As the night wore on, the conversation turned to more intimate topics. Alexa confessed that she had a bit of a daddy kink, and Y/N couldn't help but feel his cock twitch in his pants. He had always been attracted to older women, and the thought of being Alexa's daddy for the night was almost too much to bear.

"I want you to take control," Alexa said, her eyes shining with desire. "I want you to be my daddy and show me what it's like to be with a real man."

Y/N didn't need any further encouragement. He leaned in, capturing Alexa's lips with his own. They kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Y/N's hands roamed over Alexa's body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

Alexa moaned, her hands reaching down to grip Y/N's cock through his pants. He was already hard, his length straining against the fabric. She stroked him gently, her fingers expertly working him to the brink of orgasm.

Y/N broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "I want to taste you," he growled, his eyes dark with desire.

He pushed Alexa back onto the couch, lifting her dress up to reveal her bare pussy. It was already wet, glistening in the firelight. Y/N couldn't resist any longer. He leaned down, his tongue snaking out to taste her.

Alexa cried out, her back arching off the couch. Y/N lapped at her pussy, his tongue exploring every inch of her. He sucked on her clit, teasing it with his teeth. Alexa's moans grew louder, her hands gripping the cushions of the couch.

"Oh, fuck, yes," she cried out. "Don't stop, daddy."

Y/N continued to feast on Alexa's pussy, his fingers joining in to probe her tight hole. She was so wet, so ready for him. He could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers, her orgasm building.

"Come for me, baby," he growled, his voice low and rough.

Alexa did as she was told, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She screamed, her body shaking with pleasure. Y/N didn't let up, his tongue continuing to work her clit as she came down from her high.

When she was finally spent, Y/N stood up, his cock throbbing with need. He stripped off his clothes, his eyes locked on Alexa's. She was watching him, her own eyes glazed with lust.

"I want you inside me," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Y/N didn't need any further encouragement. He climbed onto the couch, positioning himself between Alexa's legs. He teased her pussy with his cock, rubbing it up and down her slit.

"Please," Alexa moaned, her hips bucking up to meet him.

Y/N couldn't resist any longer. He pushed inside her, his cock filling her completely. She was so tight, so hot. He started to move, his hips thrusting in and out of her.

Alexa wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass. She met his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Y/N leaned down, his lips finding Alexa's once again. They kissed deeply as they fucked, their tongues dancing together. Y/N's hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples.

"Harder," Alexa moaned, breaking the kiss. "Fuck me harder, daddy."

Y/N did as he was told, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more demanding. Alexa cried out with each one, her orgasm building once again.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed, her body shaking with pleasure.

Y/N couldn't hold back any longer. He felt his own orgasm building, his balls tightening. He thrust into Alexa one final time, his cock exploding inside her.

They collapsed onto the couch, their bodies slick with sweat. Y/N wrapped his arms around Alexa, pulling her close. They sat there for a long moment, their hearts beating in time with each other.

"That was amazing," Alexa whispered, her voice soft and dreamy.

Y/N couldn't agree more.