#elizabeth olsen smut

[wandasslut3000]

My little princess

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, mommy!kink, dirty talk, choking, sub!reader, unspecified age gap, missionary, cum filled strap-on, belly bulge, mild dacryphilia, creampie, fingering, blowjob, praise, pet names, cunnilingus, dick riding, marking, cowboy, finger sucking, face sitting, overstimulation, fluff

WC: 1.4k

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Your legs wrap around Lizzie as she drives her strap into you, her hand around your neck as your lips are millimeters apart.

"You like how mommy fucks you babygirl?”

Her hand tightens around the sides of your throat, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your climax.

"Yes! Love it so much!" Your hands leave their grip on the mattress as they start to claw at her back, leaving red lines in their wake.

"Feels so- mmph- so fucking good."

Her lips start to kiss your jawline, sucking a special spot just under your ear. "God you're so tight, sucking me right in." She whispers, her breath fanning over your skin making you shiver.

Her free hand reaches down between the two of you, playing with your clit, your moans echoing into the room. "Uh- uph.. mommy, I'm so close."

"Yeah? Gonna make a mess for mommy?"

You nod rapidly, her grip on your neck slightly faltering before your orgasm hits you. You scream her name, your legs trembling around her before they fall onto the mattress.

This doesn't stop her however, her thrusts starting to gain more speed as your eyes prick with tears at the overstimulation.

"Shh baby, I know, you can give me one more can't you?" Your lips quiver as you try to muster out an answer for her, but all that comes out of your mouth is a mess of moans and mindless babbling.

"Mommy s'too much."

It's never too much my love, come on, just wanna feel you milk mommy's cock." 

You grab her hand from your neck, your fingers around her wrist before you take two digits into your mouth, sucking on them greedily as you try to distract yourself from the overwhelming sensation between your thighs.

You feel lay her hand flat on your stomach, looking down at you in awe when she notices the slight bump there, each thrust making it move under your skin.

She presses down against it, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you whimper at the feeling of her inside you. "Look how deep mommy's in that pretty pussy.

Your eyes shut at her words, clit throbbing as she fucked you, the feeling of another orgasm quickly approaching.

Your nails dig into her wrist was you reach your high, slightly gagging on her fingers as your body feels waves of pleasure ripple though it.

Lizzie squeezes the balls of the strap, her seed oozing into your cervix and straining your walls. You gasp, taking her fingers out of your mouth as you feel your walls clamp around her. 

"So pretty when you cum for me."

You whine, eyes pleading with her to pull out, your cunt oversensitive and tears staining your cheeks.

Reluctantly she does, watching in awe as her cum starts to slide out of your entrance. She takes her finger and starts to push it back into you, your pussy twitching at the feeling.

"My beautiful girl, so perfect." You flush at her praise.

Just as she was about to unfasten her harness, you sit yourself up, Lizzie on her knees as you mirror her, feeling her cum dripping out of you and back into the mattress as you grab her hips.

You take her strap into your mouth, licking the tip and tasting yourself on the silicone. Lizzie looks down at you with her mouth wide.

"Ohhh, look at my little princess… Tastes so good doesn't it?" You nod against her, one hand reaching to stroke the part of the toy you couldn't reach as you bobbed your head up and down the shaft.

You moan around her when you feel a little bit of cum slip into your throat, your teary eyes looking up at her innocently as she groans, reaching down to pet your hair.

"Such a good girl for me. So pretty."

Your hands reach behind her to grab her ass, giving her a tight squeeze. She moans at the feeling, the harness rubbing against her clit in just the right way.

"Fuck, you're gonna make mommy cum."

Her grip on your hair tightens as she ruts her hips into you, the tip of the strap had you gagging each time it hit the back of your throat, making you throb.

Tears were sliding down your cheeks and your vision blurred as you took her down to the hilt. Hearing her moan makes every bit of discomfort worth it.

You know she's reached her peak when her pace falters, her head falling back as a high pitched wail of your name reaches your ears. You squeeze the cock, feeling her seed shoot down your throat.

When you pull back, you notice her lazy smile, she cups your cheeks and pulls you into a steamy kiss, her tongue tracing your lips to taste every little bit of cum that was left in your mouth.

You wrap your arms around her, flipping her over and positioning yourself over the strap. You pull apart to lower yourself onto the cock, gasping at the feeling of it stretching you again.

"Ah.. mommy.”

"You look so good riding mommy's cock baby."

Her hands wrap around you as she presses your body flush against hers. Your nipples brushing against each other's every time she thrusts her hips up into you.

Your hands reach for her shoulders, holding onto her for balance to help you bounce on her strap.

You moan at the feeling of her hitting the deepest spots inside you, practically slamming your hips onto hers.

She starts to trail kisses on your collarbone, trailing them up your neck and jawline. Both of your breathing is ragged and heavy, your foreheads pressed against each other as you chase your release.

"Mommy.. you- you fill me up so good." You whimper, feeling her thumb against your bottom lip, gently pulling the skin down for a moment before kissing you,

Moaning against each other lips you feel yourself reach your peak, eyes squeezing closed as you let the overwhelming sensation of your orgasm faze through you.

"Mommy!"

"Shh, mommy's right here.. you did so good for me princess. So good."

You blush, content with her praise as you feel her pull you off her dick, laying you back down on the bed. She finally unties the harness and throws the strap onto the floor.

Making grabby hands, you bring her back over to you. "Mommy, I wanna taste you.. please?"

You watch let out a dark smile before she moves to straddle your face, her pretty pink cunt soaked, her wetness gathered around her folds.

Sticking your tongue out, you lick a stripe through her slit, loving the whimper that escapes without her permission. One of her hands grabs the headboard to keep herself up and the other holds a harsh grip onto your hair.

Your arms wrap around her thighs, pulling her flush against your face as you start to suck on her clit. Your tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.

"Ah... there you go Y/n, just like that."

Even though it's you pleasuring her, she always manages to find a way to maintain her power over you.

You groan under her as you make quick work to sneak a hand between her legs, slipping two fingers into her while you suckle on the her pulsing bundle of nerves.

"Oh fuck.. you're gonna make mommy cum all over that pretty face." She gasps, feeling her body convulse in pleasure as her orgasm hits her. Her eyes shut and mouth drops open, thighs shaking in your grip.

When the catches her bearings, you slip your fingers out of her, Lizzie reaches down to grab your hand, tasting herself on your digits.

"Mommy's so perfect." You mumble, "I never want to leave mommy's side." She pulls you close, cuddling into her and giving her a few pecks on her lips.

She smiles at you. "You're stuck with me princess, you're all mine forever and ever."

"Forever sounds nice."

"It sounds amazing." She presses a kiss to your head. “I’m glad I get to spend every single day of it with you.”

[oizysian]

Heyy bestie

Can I request a Mommy!Lizzie x fem!reader where we make plans with her for lunch but her work schedule makes her miss it, then reader gets really sad and pouty and spams her phone but Lizzie doesn’t answer. And when she finally comes home she comes back with flowers and then makes it up to us with the strap and js some lovely sex🙂‍↕️

I’ve js been in my feels lately and want mommy to make it better 🙈

Tonight | Elizabeth Olsen

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: strap use, dirty talk

Word count: 1.2k

AN: I’m sorry you’ve been in your feels. I hope this makes you feel better. (I also want mommy Lizzie to make things better.)

I looked at my phone for what felt like the hundredth time, checking to see if my girlfriend messaged me back. She was twenty minutes late already. I knew she was busy with work, but she could at least text me, right?

I sighed softly, placing my phone down on the table and finishing my drink. This wasn’t the first time I’d been stood up by her and I was sure it wouldn’t be the last.

I couldn’t be too angry with her though, she got worked like a dog and I’m sure it wasn’t her fault that she had no time to herself. If she wasn’t on set, she was giving an interview and if she wasn’t giving an interview, she was doing a photoshoot - there was literally just not enough time in the day for her to do it all and be with me.

I stood up from my chair and began cleaning up the unused dishes from our lunch. I didn’t know why I thought today would be different. I sighed sadly, pushing back tears as I placed my wine glass in the sink, placing the plates back in the cupboard and the forks and knives in the drawer. Hopefully she’d be home for dinner.

I picked up my phone from the table and messaged her again, hoping I’d get a text back before long. Or a phone call.

But I heard nothing. Throughout the rest of the day, I occasionally sent her a message, telling her I missed her and loved her and that I hoped she was having a good day and not working herself too hard.

Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for her to come home. I was woken up by the sound of keys jingling in the door and I rubbed my tired eyes, looking towards the front door where Lizzie was coming in from. She entered and closed the door behind her quietly, trying her best to not be too loud. What time was it?

“Hi, baby,” she greeted me softly, kneeling down next to me on the couch. “I’m sorry I didn’t text you.”

She handed me a beautiful bouquet of flowers and I teared up looking at them.

“They’re beautiful.” I sat up and took them from her. “Thank you.”

“You deserve them. I’ve been a horrible girlfriend, but I’m gonna make it up to you.”

I smiled at her, sniffling softly at her words.

“You don’t have to. Just being here with you is enough.”

“It’s not.” She said, resting her hand on my thigh. “We need to spend some time together and I’m hoping you’ll let me make it up to you.”

Her hand trailed up my thigh, soft, lingering touches just barely reaching my core. My breath hitched and I took my bottom lip between my teeth, a pink hue coloring my cheeks. It had been so long since we’d been intimate, I almost forgot what her touch felt like.

She leaned in towards me, slowly, barely touching my lips with her own, as if she was nervous to be kissing me. I kissed her back, letting her know it was okay. She smiled against me and her thumb rubbed against my mound gently, just barely touching me.

“Lizzie,” I whispered, looking up into her beautiful green eyes. “I missed you.”

“I know, dove. But, I'm here now. I’m gonna take care of you.”

She stood from her crouching position and I followed her, standing up from the couch and taking her hand, placing the flowers on the couch before letting her lead me to the bedroom.

She wasted no time in undressing us, her eager lips still capturing my own in heated kisses. Her hands caressed my hips, pulling me close as she removed our clothing. When we were both naked, she stopped to admire me, making me blush a fierce red.

“You’re so beautiful.” She whispered and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck softly.

“Let me taste you.” I kissed and nipped at her, her groans egging me on further.

“Not yet.” She said as she ran her hands over the swell of my ass, grabbing at me greedily. “I wanna be inside you.”

Heat rushed down between my legs, and I could feel my slick coating my inner thighs.

She smiled down at me and led me to the bed. I climbed onto it and got comfortable while she dug through our sex toys drawer, searching for just the right strap.

She pulled out a nice, girthy pink cock, one of my favorites, and slipped it on. She stroked it a few times and I licked my lips in anticipation. She got on the bed and spread my legs, settling between them. I raised myself up on my elbows to watch her as she slapped the cock against my slit, sliding it between my folds and letting it get wet.

“I can’t wait to be inside you.” She murmured to herself, thrusting the cock up against me.

I bit my lip and moaned as she continuously hit my clit, my hips rising slightly to meet her thrusts.

When she was satisfied, she slipped the tip into my aching cunt and let out a soft groan.

“Look at that greedy pussy. You take me so well, baby.” She said under her breath, sliding into me inch by delicious inch.

“Ah, Lizzie.” I whined, my brow furrowing as I watched her.

She kept her eyes on my pussy, watching as I took her hungrily. I fell back on the pillows and grabbed the sheets underneath me, my eyes rolling back as she finally bottomed out. I felt so full of her, so deliciously full, as she slowly fucked me.

“That’s right, baby. Take mommy’s cock.”

“Unh, m-mommy,” I let out a soft whimper and she groaned, pumping in and out of me. “Harder, mommy.”

She leaned over me, kissing me roughly as her hips moved against mine rapidly. She swallowed my moans, sucking my tongue into her mouth and biting down on it gently.

She pressed her forehead against mine, gasping for air as she fucked me roughly. She couldn’t get deep enough inside me and I couldn’t get enough of her trying to reach my deepest spot.

“I love you.” She moaned softly, looking into my eyes and I nearly cried at the sound of her voice. She sounded so sincere, so passionate.

“I love you.” I said back to her, kissing her fiercely.

I bit down on her lower lip as my orgasm quickly approached. Just being close to her was getting me off. The base of the strap rubbed against my clit and pushed me over the edge.

I moaned into her mouth, wrapping my legs around her and pulling her close as I came. She didn’t even have to touch me for me to cum.

“Already, baby?” She whispered against my lips and I nodded sheepishly.

She let out a soft chuckle, slowing her thrusts as I came down from my high.

“Can I taste you now?” I asked softly, wanting so desperately to please her.

“Tonight is about you.” She kissed me again and my heart swelled with love. “I’m gonna take care of you all night.”

[fawnedolly]

doing lizzie’s hair in braids and adding little ribbons to the ends <33333333 im dying shes so cute.

[natashaslittlegirl]

Sweet Wanda - WM

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORKS. MINORS DNI +18 ONLY.

Sweet Sin | Sweet Wanda | Sweet blood

Summary: After the charity event you come back with your sweet neighbor, Wanda Maximoff, to continue what you left behind.

Catholic teacher ! Wanda Maximoff x Student ! Reader

Smut, age gap (legal r), slapping (w to r), spanking (w to r), God kink(?, vaginal fingering (both receiving), praise and degrading kink, teasing, dirty talk, oral sex (r receiving), restrictions used (tied wrist with a rosary), choking (w to r)

Words count: 2000+  

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You couldn't get your eyes off of Wanda, the woman had you trapped, and after what happened just a few minutes ago, with her taste still present in your mouth, it was impossible.

And Wanda didn't help either.

Every moment she could touched you, she did, even the slightest way. Just a brush on your forearm when you were hanging the decorations or a little grab on your hip to move you to the side.

Her touch burned you through your clothes, making you desperate for the event to end.

Everyone here were fools, thinking the sweet neighbor, Wanda Maximoff was all good, nice and caring for the good of the town, helping everyone, making donations to the church and the orphan.

Oh yes, sweet sweet Wanda.

She was sweet, indeed.

But she already showed you a little of her bad side, her dark side and you were totally ready to give in completely.

What you didn't know is that Wanda wanted to devour you, consume you, make you hers in every way possible. She planned this for so long and the fact that you needed her help only made it easier. She always looked at you from afar, taking little glances of you at the grocery store or from the windows of her own house, even when she invited your family for the barbecue just to see you.

You were her little precious sin, the white lie to god, the forbidden fruit. She had to convinced herself that this was for your good and hers, eventually. She was only teaching you some new things after all.

The event finally come to its end. You'd never been so nervous before, but the way her green eyes looked at you, piercing into your soul and reaching all the deepest parts of you, had you trembling. You couldn't wait any more minute, but you still had to clean the room.

And you weren't that lucky this time, since a lot of people stayed to help the sweet Miss Maximoff.

"y/n, dear, can you help me with this?" Her voice echoed in your ears, quickly turning your gaze to her.

"Of course, Miss Maximoff." you walked towards the redhead, grabbing the box and following her to the deposit.

You bend over to place the box on the floor, but as soon as you got straight her warm body was pressed to yours, her hot breath sending shivers through your spine.

"Come here when it's all finish," she grabbed your hand and gave you a little paper with an address.

You didn't have time to respond her that she was already going out of the room and out of the church, letting you there trying to catch your breath. Even the short encounter left you flustered.

The room was finally clean, so all the people left to their homes, but you made your way to direction Wanda gave you. It was far from your neighborhood and the center of the town. The music in your car soothe a little your nervousness.

When you found the house, you thought it was strange that she had one so far, but it was maybe to disconnect from everything and everyone since it was in the middle of nothing. Her car was already there so there was no place to equivocations, that was her house.

You knocked twice and wait impatiently for her, Wanda made her appearance, making you come inside just to slammed your back to shut the door.

"I don't think you have any idea of how long I've been waiting for this," she husked out, her voice low and dangerous in a manner you had yet to witness before.

"Me too, Miss Maximoff." you breath out, digging your nails in her shoulders.

"I have done all the things a wife is supposed to do, house, kids, the meals." Her leg pushing up to press her knee between your thighs, making you shudder.  "I'm very attracted to you. Would you be interested in having an affair?"

"Yes," there was no hesitation when you nodded and whispered your answer.

Her lips collided with yours in a hungry kiss, she couldn't wait anymore to devour you. The grip on your hips tightened when you licked her lower lip, entering her mouth, you were as hungry as her. She swallowed your moan, your hands running over her body, trying to memorize her figure. The lack of air didn't stopped you. breathing through her mouth just to kiss her roughly again.

You turned her, switching positions and pressing her to the door, a little groan scaping from her lips. Wanda pushed you back, walking through the house without even looking, but guiding you to her bedroom.

"Take off your clothes," her voice dripping authority almost made your knees fail.

You were mesmerized by the women in front of you, couldn't even think because of how foggy ypur brain was, but a sore slap on your right cheek brought you back to reality.

"I don't like to repeat myself." you just nodded and started to strip, still in shock because of the slap, but the weirdest part was that that turned you on more.

Being naked in front of such a beautiful woman was intimidating, even more when her deep dark green eyes were piercing into your body, not judging but eating you.

"You're the prettiest girl in the whole town," Wanda started to walk towards you, her hand cupping the cheek she just slapped, running her thumb over your red skin, "and my good girl, aren't you?" you nodded.

She close the distance, kissing you softly at first, but quickly growing passionate. Wanda pushed you to the bed, sitting you at the edge just to sit on top of you. Your hands went to the hem of her black dress, lifting it and leaving it tugged in her hips.

You could feel the warm heat between her thighs, arousing you at each rock of her hips. Wanda didn't want to break the kiss, she was feeling too good grinding on your lap to stop herself. But she needed more. So, she grabbed your wrist, placing your hand in her dripping cunt.

Of course you didn't have to be told twice, your skillful fingers were already running over her wet folds, gathering her slick and rubbing her clit.

"Fuck," the redhead moaned inside your mouth as you speed your movements. "Stop teasing me, darling."

"What do you want, Miss Maximoff?" you purred in her ear, feeling her breath hitch.

"Two fingers, hard." very specific.

Her wishes were orders to you, thrusting two digits inside her as she asked for, her thighs made the attempt to close themselves. Wanda was a whimpering mess, her nails digging deep into your back's skin, leaving red marks that you'll wear all week.

"More." you add a third finger, thrusting fast and hard inside her "oh, fucking god."

"If your god could see you right now, you think he'd be pleased of how much of slut you turned out to be, Miss Maximoff?"

Wanda leaned back and slapped you again, grabbing your chin roughly making your lip pout out.

"You have no place talk right now." the redhead was bumping her hips against your hand, your palm rubbing her clit.

"Oh, but I do, I could just take my fingers out of you and get out of here."

"You think you're that bold?" her hand moved to your neck, her fingers squeezing your throat's sides, cutting the blood to your brain and your air lines. "You're not gonna do that, not if I command you to, is that understood?"

Her walls began to clench around your fingers, her control over you turned her one more than it should.

"Yes," you whispered, feeling fuzzy, your cheeks going red because of the lack of air.

"Yes, what?" she pressed harder.

"Yes, Miss Maximoff!" Wanda finally let go your poor neck, her fingerprints all over it, you catch your breath quickly.

Her brows knitted together, mouth falling open with a loud moan scaping her throat as she came all over hand and thighs. Her warm cum leaking your legs as she kept rocking her hips against your fingers.

She recovered from her orgasm, catching her breath and lifting from your lap.

"Turn around," you didn't do anything but obeyed her, laying on your stomach in the soft mattress. "Hands on your back." you moved your arms to your lower back. Wanda grabbed your wrist and started to tied them with her rosary.

You were looking at her up your shoulder, bitting your lip as she tug on the saint collar that were hugging your wrists, making sure you can't go anywhere. Her hands grabbed your hips, lifting your lower part to the air, spreading your legs apart, your wet pussy full on display for her.

But her hand crashed  hard to your flesh.

"This is for your own good, I have to put you in the right place, sweet girl." Another spank resound in the bedroom "you can't talk like that, you have such a big mouth." and another one. "What do we say when we make mistakes?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Maximoff."

"Oh such a good little girl, you do have some manners after all." Wanda spanked you again "but that's not enough."

Tears formed in the corner of your eyes, you still couldn't figure it out how her spanks and slaps turnes you on, the women had you dripping arousal down your thighs by now.

"If you could see yourself right now, oh, it's so pathetic how wet you are just from this." you bit the inside of your cheek, she was right, you couldn't see yourself but you could feel it.

Wanda started to tease you, running her hand over your inner thighs, hovering your skin, making you shudder under her warm touch.

"Please, Miss Maximoff,"

"Such a desperate thing." The redhead was mesmerized by your dripping core, she'd never seen something more beautiful than you submitted to her.

Her fingers finally rubbed your swollen clit, begging for attention since you eat her out hours before. A strangled moan came out of the back of your throat as your hips rock against her digits. But she quickly take them away from your cunt.

"I know you'd taste sweet," she hummed as she sucked your wetness from her fingertips "so delicious."

Suddenly, two fingers were shoved inside you, moving so deliciously, curling and touching your week spots.

"Fuck, Wanda." you moaned her name, hearing her groan.

With her other hand, she grabbed your hip, making you rock back, meeting her thrust and going deeper each time. She could already feel your walls clenching around her fingers, so worked up and desperate.

"You belong to me now" She uttered, leaning down, pressing her body to your back, bringing her lips beside your ear "Say it."

"I belong to you, Miss Maximoff." you tried to speak the best you could, but her fingers curling inside you were too distracting.

"I'm your God, be a good little devoted catholic girl and cum all over my fingers."

Your walls clenched hard around her, rush of wetness coming down your shaking thighs as her name fell from your lips like a prayer.

[gingiesworld]

Desperate Woman (Kinktober)

Therese Raquin x Fem Reader

Warnings: Smut. Oral (T recieving) Fingering (T recieving)

Taglist: @bababaka @natashaswife4125

18+ MINORS DNI

It was no secret that Therese had hated what her life had become since she was forced the marry Camille at the order of Madam Raquin. Her days working at the shop or looking after a sick Camille all melded into one nightmare. A nightmare that was never ending, so she soon started to seek refuge at a local pub. Especially as she saw a woman stood behind the bar serving drinks whilst she wore trousers and a shirt.

While a lot of women would frown upon her choice of clothing, Therese found herself admiring the woman. Soon remaining at the bar as she remained serving drinks as the weeks went on. Although, the interactions seemed to be one sided but unbeknownst to Therese, she had always had Y/N's attention.

As the weeks went on, Therese couldn't help herself as she approached the bar, waiting on Y/N to turn around and face her. The bar was just closing as the drunk patreons had filtered from the bar.

"Do you need an escort home ma'am?" Y/N asked as she wiped down the oak surface as Therese shook her head no, her lip between her teeth as she started to unbutton her gown.

"I do need your assistance in another way my dear." Therese spoke seductively as Y/N watched her every move. Soon moving to lock the door as to stop any late night wanderers as Therese stripped to her undergarments. "I have had these sinful thoughts for weeks and I can't seem to help myself."

"Madam." Y/N's eyes trailed down the woman's form as she started to shed her undergarments.

"I have tried to imagine your fingers or tongue doing sinful but incredible things." She husked out as she soon stood bare before Y/N in the dimly lit pub. "I have wanted you since the moment I stepped foot inside this pub." She stepped closer as Y/N's eyes trailed over her perky breasts and a perfect shaved pussy. Therese grabbed her hand and held it against one of her breasts, Y/N squeezed it as if on autopilot which caused the two to sigh. The act alone sent Y/N feral as she lunged forwards and kissed the desperate woman hard.

Soon pushing her back against the wall as Y/N's hands wandered, getting to know the map of the ethereal woman's form before her as she kissed her with heated desire. Her dominant hand reached down between the apex of her thighs, the two gasped at the feeling as Y/N ran her fingers through her wet folds. Therese held onto Y/N's shoulders to stablise herself as she squeezed her eyes closed. Her lips becoming unresponsive as Y/N soon moved her kisses to the woman's neck.

Once Y/N had penetrated her with two fingers, Therese moaned wantonly as Y/N manouvered her thigh to wrap around her waist. Giving her the ability to go deeper as she curled her fingers against her g spot. Therese gasped as she felt the immense pleasure as Y/N moved her lips to her collarbone. Biting and sucking on the flesh as Therese was close to the edge.

"I'm going to." She breathed out as Y/N moved her lips back up to Therese's. Sighing as she felt her clench around her digits before she came with a scream of her name. Before Therese could think otherwise, Y/N sunk down onto her knees so she was level with Therese's intimacy, keeping eye contact as she lifted her leg over her shoulder before sge grazed her clit with her teeth before sinking her fingers back inside her puffy, dripping cunt.

"So sexy." Y/N mumbled into her, sending a wave of vibrations through her as she sucked on the woman's clit. Therese scratched Y/N's scalp as she pushed the woman's face impossibly closer to her. Wanting to feel more than she was feeling in that moment. She jumped slightly when she felt Y/N's tongue replace her fingers, exploring inside her as she soon become accustomed to the feeling.

"Oh my." Therese gasped as she felt herself getting embarrassingly closer once more before she soon came over Y/N's tongue. Y/N lapped up every last drop like it was her last meal before she kissed up the woman's body in hopes of calming her down from her high. As soon as she was back on her feet, Therese pulled her in for a sloppy kiss before resting her forehead against the other. "I will be back for more." She whispered breathlessly as Y/N just nodded with a chuckle before she helped Therese get dressed once more before offering to walk her home in the early hours of the morning.

[wandafiction]

Mommy's Girl

Warnings 18+: Top Reader, Mommy reader, Bottom Elizabeth Olsen, Use of Sex Toys, Teasing, Strap on (Lizzie Receiving), Degradation, Cock Warming.

You and Lizzie are getting ready to meet a few of the Marvel people at a restaurant, they have just wrapped on endgame and they wanted to celebrate what they called freedom. You are currently in the en suite putting on some well fitted black dress pants with a burgundy button up and some black oxfords, while Lizzie is in the walk-in closet getting changed. You both had said you wanted to surprise each other with the outfits, not having been out properly due to both your conflicting work schedules. So who knows how the night might end, well you both have a very good idea. 

“Baby you ready?” You shout.

“Give me one second.” Making sure everything looks good with your outfit before heading into the bedroom, you sit on the end of the bed with your hands behind you prompting you up, undoing a few of the top buttons of the shirt, and planting your feet in the floor.

You hear something drop to the floor and a small fuck from Lizzie.

“You okay princess?” 

“Mhmm, all good. Fuck where do you go.” You hear her mumble the last part as well as the opening and closing of a few draws and your curious self can’t resist going to find out what she is doing.

“Baby, what’s going …. Holy fuck.” You freeze in the doorway when you see what Lizzie is wearing, watching as a blush travels up the side of her neck and face as she slowly turns to look at you with her hands behind her back.

“Baby, this outfit was meant to be a surprise.” Lizzie whines with a small pout as you take it all in, mouth ajar, her pink cheeks now burning red. “Stop staring, you're making me blush.”

“I can’t help but look at my sexy girlfriend.” You bite your lip when Lizzie tries to avoid your gaze by turning her head to look at the floor.

“Baby stop.” You chuckle holding your hands up in surrender at Lizzie's bright red face, moving to stand in front of her and using your finger and thumb on her chin to tilt her head to look at you.

“What’s behind your back baby?” Lizzie pushes herself against the chest of draws shaking her head.

“Nothing.” You raise a brow putting your hands on her shoulders and slowly trailing your fingers down to her elbow.

“Baby.” Letting your fingers ghost the skin on her arms, smiling when you see goose bumps as Lizzie bites her lip shaking her head.

“It’s nothing, just dropped something and trying to find its home.” Your eyes meet lizzie’s and she squirms a little under the gaze making you smirk. 

“Babygirl.” Your voice husky as you bring your lips to her ear, hot breath travelling down her neck as Lizzie squirms more.  "I would like to know what’s behind your back. Are you going to show me what you’re hiding back there?” 

"It's noth…" Lizzie’s words are cut off as you wrap your hand gently around her neck giving it a small squeeze.

"My, my Elizabeth." You feel Lizzie swallow harshly under your hand, you only ever use her full name when she is in trouble. "Lying to me. Now that won't do. No, not at all. So I will ask you one more time what is it that is behind your back."

Lizzie turns her head slightly looking towards the ground and your smirk to yourself knowing her submissive side is finally clawing its way out from behind her act. You feel her lose her composure, her knees buckling slightly when you apply more pressure to her neck at the lack of reply.

"Mommy asked you a question." Using a single finger on her jaw you move her head so she is looking back at you but her eyes drop down avoiding your gaze.

"I found something new that was hidden." You hum with a soft nod, your hold on her neck slightly loosening. "But I swear I didn't go looking, it was in the draw with the other underwear and I was going to put it back but I couldn't remember exactly where it went and I knew you would find out. So instead I thought maybe you wouldn't walk in here and you would find it when we get back and you would be too tired to punish me."

"Oh baby." You fake pout at her little story, her eyes flicking up to see yours and she has to stop herself from rolling them at the fake pout. "But what if I wanted you to find them." 

"What?" She shuffles on her feet wetting her lips as your bring your lips against her pulse point your teeth grazing the skin so softly your not sure she can feel it but the way her head moves to the side to give you more room lets you know how much you're working her up a whine leaving her lips. "Mommy."

"Think about it baby. I wouldn't leave them laying in such an obvious place if I didn't want you to find them. Would I?" Lizzie shakes her head, her hands finally moving from behind her back holding the item between the two of you. "You gonna put them on for me?" 

"What about our meal?" You see the small panic that brings Lizzie out if her state a little rolling her shoulders back as she stands up straighter.

"Baby, all you gotta do is put them on. I have full control." You take the small remote that's in her hand waving in front of you with a devilish smirk. "You know the rules."

"I…" She once again bows her head, the room falling into silence for a moment until she looks back up at you with her lip between her teeth.

"Elizabeth." You drag out her name as your hand trails down her arm to the underwear in her hand, pocketing the remote before sliding your hand up her thigh and under her dress. 

"Please not tonight." You smirk, sliding your finger up the inside of her thigh all the way to her soaking underwear and you chuckle, shaking your head a little applying pressure to her clit through the fabric, a sigh passing her lips.

"I think this says different. You're soaking baby. Just the thought of it has made you wet. Isn't that right?" You push her underwear to the side running a finger along her slit and a moan leaves her lips as her head rolls back with her eyes. "Baby girl answer mommy when she is speaking to you."

"Yes mommy. Fuck." You hook your thumb on the band of her underwear pulling them down her legs before letting them drop to the floor, taking a step back.

"Put these on. Be in the car in 5 minutes, not one second late, understand."

"Yes." Lizzie’s chest is heaving as you lean forward placing a soft kiss on her lips that she melts into.

"Yes?"

"Yes mommy." You smile against her lips. 

"Better. I love you." You whisper against her lips pulling away to walk out the room holding in a laugh when you hear Lizzie mumble to herself about letting herself get so riled up.

"Fucking mommy kink."

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You’re sitting in the car watching the seconds click down on your watch. Just as the 5 minutes is nearly up the car door quickly opens and closes and a flustered Lizzie settles in the passenger seat, her hands running down her body to try and smooth out her dress. 

“Only just made it sweetheart, what took you so long?” You raise a brow looking in her direction as she avoids your stare looking out the window to the house.

“Just had to take a moment to breathe.” Your eyes search her features as she finally looks at you with a soft smile pulling at the corner of her lips. 

“You didn’t touch yourself did you? You know the rules.” Lizzie immediately shakes her head in denial and your eyes search hers looking for her tells when she is lying, having seen none you nod with a devilish smirk. “Good girl.” 

“So how exactly do these things work?” You lick your lips turning to look out the back window as your hand moves to hold onto the back of Lizzie’s seat as you reverse the car out of the driveway and onto the road; ignoring the way you can feel her staring at the action.

“Well it's quite simple actually.” You keep your attention on the road as you start driving towards the restaurant that's about 10 minutes away. “Want me to show you?”

“S-sure.” You smile to yourself at the nervousness in her voice, placing your hand on her thigh giving it a gentle squeeze to help her relax.

“You know the word if you want it to stop, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable tonight but I have a feeling you’re going to enjoy this.”

“Show me.” You chuckle, taking your hand from her thigh, taking the small remote from your pocket flicking it on, hearing a small gasp from Lizzie. You take a quick glance to the control to see the intensity on high so turn it down and you hear her hum in reaction.

“Y/n.” She says your name under her breath as you take a quick glance to her seeing her hands gripping the edge of her seat, her hips rolling slightly and you quickly turn the intensity all the way down earning a groan and a glare as you look back to the road. “What the fuck?”

“I’m not gonna play nice tonight sweetheart.” You turn the intensity back up slightly, Lizzie’s eyes fluttering at the feeling her legs closing slightly and as she starts to shuffle in her seat you turn it off.

“What the hell!” You raise your brow at her tone, as you come to a red light you turn to her grabbing her jaw harshly to get her to look at you and you smile when she swallows harshly.

“What’s with the attitude?” 

“I’m sorry, it’s just new and it feels so good.” 

“I’m sorry….” Lizzie bits her lip looking at you through her eyelashes. 

“I’m sorry mommy, I promise to be good.” You hum, turning them back on and putting it on a low intensity catching Lizzie sliding down in the chair slightly as her hands continue to hold the sides of her chair. "Feels good."

"We are 5 minutes from the restaurant baby, then the real fun begins." You smirk looking back to the road as the light turns green trying your best to ignore the way Lizzie is shuffling in her seat soft sighs the only sound filling the car. 

"I could cum just like this." Her voice husky and as you take a quick glance over you watch as she subtly rolls her hips into the seat, and you immediately turn them back off earning a whine. "Mommy, please."

"You know the rules baby girl." Lizzie grumbles, turning her body away from you slightly, as you concentrate on trying to park the car outside the restaurant. "Tell me the rules baby. I think someone needs a refresher."

"No cumming without permission. No touching myself. Anndd…"

"You made it!" Lizzie's door flings open revealing a very excited Scarlett and you can't help but chuckle at Lizzie's flushed cheeks as she adjusts her position in the seat. 

"Hey Scarlett." You get out of the car making your way around to where Lizzie and Scarlett are standing, wrapping your arm around Lizzie’s waist.

"Hi Y/n. How are things?" Scarlett links her arm with yours starting to lead you and Lizzie, who has gone rather quiet, into the restaurant. 

"Things are good. Work is work." You shrug as you make it to the table where a small gathering of the avengers cast are already sitting, drinking and laughing.

"Look, the two love birds finally made it out of their nest to come see us." Robert exclaims and the table cheers as you do a small bow, chuckling when you see Lizzie hiding her face behind her hands and turning into you more.

"Oh don't go all shy now Lizzie. Introduce us to your woman." Chris Evans stands from his seat engulfing Lizzie in a hug as she grumbles about how her friends are going to embarrass her. 

"I mean I know you said she was a stunner but wow Lizzie where did you find her." Lizzie shoots Tom Hiddleston a look that says back off and his hands immediately raise in fake surrender. 

"Well he is right Lizzie. I mean look at her." Chris H waves his hand up and down signalling to your body, and Lizzie easily takes her lip between her teeth as she eyes you up and down for a second.

"Okay enough ogling. Tell us why we have never met your goddess of a wife before. With all the amazing stories we hear I'm surprised you don't show her off more." Robert takes a sip from his drink raising a brow.

"I can hear y'all you know." You shake your head chuckling as you lead Lizzie to the only 2 free seats between Robert and Chris E, pulling Lizzie’s chair out for her. 

"And she is a gentlewoman. See I don't get this kind of treatment from my wife." Robert complains as you push Lizzie's chair back and take a seat next to her. 

"Well does she get her chair pulled out for her." You ask with a smirk, resting your hand on Lizzie's thigh not missing the way you feel it clench beneath your touch.

"Yes, well sometimes." You hum filling yours and Lizzies glass with wine before taking a sip.

"Sometimes is not good enough for a lady, it should be always." You state causing everyone around the table to giggle as Roberts jaw drops.

“Wow someone has some sass.” Robert jests and you simply shrug with a smirk taking a sip of your wine.

“So can we finally get to the point in conversation where you tell us how you met.” Tom raises a curious eyebrow as you sit back in your chair letting Lizzie take the lead.

“It was a few years ago now. Me, Scarlett, my sisters and some of the girls from civil war went out for some drinks. We got a little drunk and we all decided to just say fuck it a go to a strip club.”

“Wait, she's a stripper?” Mark whisper shouts from the other end of the table.

“She has a name, and no I was the bartender there.” You correct him as he sulks back into his seat slightly with an apologetic smile.

"I was just gonna say that Lizzie knows how to pick 'em. I mean imagine having a stripper as a partner, not in a bad way of course." Mark is quick to defend himself when everyone looks at him raising a brow. "I just mean think of the sex. You'd get lap dances pole dances at home and then the sex. Damn, I should've gone for a stripper."

"Are the strippers really like the ones in grand theft?" You look to the other end of the table where the younger Tom is sitting, laughing softly as you shake your head. 

"Not at all. They are less glitchy and don't spend 5 minutes walking into the wall." Tom gives you a middle finger at your smug smirk and you know for a fact whenever Lizzie brings you to something like this you two are gonna cause chaos.

"Oh right of course, how silly of me to think people would do that." Tom facepalms himself, his voice full of sarcasm.

"You would be surprised what people get up to in their free time." You squeeze Lizzie’s thigh earning a small smack onto the back of your hand as Tom slowly nods.

"Right because we all practice being an NPC for fun." You and Tom chuckle as the rest of the cast share confused looks but shrug it off.

"Back to the story. Stop with the side tracking." Chris H interrupts.

"Where was I? Right strip club. Yes Y/n here was the bartender." Lizzie continues before Scarlett is quick to interrupt raising her wine glass.

“If you want to get drunk fast make sure Y/n here is making your drinks.” Scarlett giggles filling her wine glass back up causing you to raise an eyebrow in question as normally she isn’t much of a drinker. “Colin is looking after two snot monsters tonight. He told me to get drunk and let loose so here's to that.”

“Right then, back to the story.” You smile looking back at Lizzie as Scarlett downs her nearly full glass of wine. “So I was a little drunk, well very drunk, and I was struggling to even stand in one spot without stumbling. Luckily, the nice bartender who was on shift that night came to my rescue giving me a glass of water, not that it would do much at that point, some snacks she had in the back to just try and help a little. Anyway, I was practically sat down the rest of the night, the room spinning dangerously quickly and making me feel completely and utterly sick and sorry for myself.”

“I really want to see drunk lizzie.” Chris H laughs and Lizzie quickly shakes her head.

“You really don’t. Anyway, where was I babe?” Lizzie scrunches her brows looking at you for an answer and you smirk at the opportunity she has given you.

“You see, Lizzie doesn’t remember much after running to the restroom to be sick, so I have to tell the rest of the story.” Lizzie chokes on her wine as you flick the underwear back on putting the intensity on low.

“Thanks.” Lizzie coughs into the napkin you hand her as you turn the intensity up slightly and she readjusts her seating position.

“Hello folks, sorry to interrupt but I just came to ask if you guys were ready to order your food?” The nice young waiter keeps everyone distracted enough that you turn up the intensity more and Lizzie scowls at you as her cheeks flush red and she fights to keep her eyes open at the feeling. 

“And finally for you two fine ladies?” You turn the intensity down so Lizzie can order but the way she crosses her legs squeezing them together makes you move a hand to rest on one of her thighs.

“Just the, uhm, the, uhm. Baby what are you having?” You subtly lick your lips at her inability to talk, the feeling of the vibration and your hands affecting her more than you thought. 

“I’m just going to have the lasagne with an extra side of garlic bread please.” You look back at Lizzie who quickly clears her throat.

“I will have the same …. Please.” You catch Scarlett’s eyes darting between you and Lizzie trying to figure out what's going, rather glad that the men around the table are rather oblivious to Lizzie's obviously flustered state.

"Perfect, any more drinks for anyone?" Scarlett now turns to the men asking what wine they wanted to order and Lizzie takes the opportunity to whisper in your ear.

"Mommy, please." She gasps against your skin as you turn the intensity up her hand grabbing your forearm, her nails digging into your skin for stability. 

"What are you asking for, baby girl?" You turn to look at her flushed face whispering softly as to not alert the others who are now arguing over if they should order 2 bottles of one wine and 2 of another or simply 4 bottles of the same. 

"I, fuck." Lizzie’s eyes flutter shut for a second as you give her thigh a squeeze, her legs moving to clamp your hands between them. "Mommy I need to cum, please."

"No." You pull your hand away from her leg turning the intensity back down, Lizzie slouching in her seat with a groan earning everyone's attention.

"You good lizzie?" Lizzie looks over to Mark, giving him a slightly pained smile and nodding.

"Ye-yeah all good. All good, just hungry." She sits up straighter in her seat downing the last bit of wine in her glass before glaring at you and you simply chuckle in response tapping the remote to remind her who is in control. 

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As the meal is coming to an end, everyone finishing off their desserts, you can see the relief on Lizzie's face for a moment. The meal had been just under 2 hours with people eating slowly or not knowing what dessert they wanted so sending the waiter away more than once but ordering more drinks each time. It was chaos and with the way Lizzie was squirming in her seat, face flushed red and her knuckles turning white as she holds the sides of her chair. Your hand had ended up back in her thigh some time ago to add to the teasing and her whole body seemed to have flush red hot. 

"Lizzie, are you feeling okay? You seemed to have been off all evening." Lizzie’s head spins to the right at Robert's question, her eyes darting to you for a second and when you mouth a we can go her tense shoulders relax slightly. 

"I think I might be getting sick, so I think we are going to call it a night and head home." You silently stand offering a hand out to Lizzie who easily takes it and stands up, her legs shaking slightly, and because you are feeling just a little nice tonight you turn the intensity all the way down so she can at least walk normal(ish). 

"It was wonderful to meet some of you, Scarlett, it's always a pleasure to see you. But I better be getting her home and tucked in bed with some tea. We should definitely do this again sometime." You wrap an arm around Lizzie’s torso as she leans into you hiding her face against your side, her arms lazily wrapped around your waist. 

"Yes it was indeed. I do hope you feel better Liz and you should most definitely bring your wife out more when we do these sort of things." Robert stands to shake your hand before hugging Lizzie in an awkward sideways hug as she makes no effort to move away from you. "Poor dear you must be feeling awful."

"I best be getting her home." Robert softly nods as the rest of the men stand to say their goodbyes to the two of you, Scarlett waiting till last with a smirk on her face. 

"I think it's a good thing you both have the weekend off." Scarlett whispers in your ear as she hugs you both, Lizzie grumbles into your shirt and you pinch her side causing her to squeal but ultimately stop her groaning. 

"Don't know what you're talking about." You act coy and Scarlett gives you an 'are you serious' look and you simply shrug.

"Fine, yes go home and look after your sick wife." She pecks yours and Lizzies cheek before going back to her seat waving to you as you lead Lizzie out of the restaurant and to the car.

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Once I pull out onto the road I turn the intensity all the way back up. A loud moan echoes around the car as Lizzie throws her head back, eyes scrunched closed and her hand gripping tightly to the headrest. Her thighs clench shut for some form of relief and I quickly and forcefully pull them apart with my right hand, my attention staying on the road as much as possible. My finger ghost up the inside of her thigh all the way to the completely ruined underwear, Lizzie hips bucking at the contact of my finger toying with her clit through the fabric. 

"Mommy, please I'm so close." Lizzie opens her eyes looking at me pleading for any sort of relief. 

"I don't know if you deserve it." I push her underwear to the side running two fingers along her slit gathering some of her wetness before lifting the two of them up to her mouth. "Open."

Easily following my demand lizzie wraps her lips around my fingers, her tongue dancing around them moaning as her eyes shut once more. I love it when I can work her up so much she simply gives in. I push my fingers in more suddenly and lizzie gags slightly but doesn't stop what she is doing as her hips roll against the car seat. 

She had been so consumed by what I was doing she hadn't noticed we had made it home until I am dragging her inside and up to the bedroom harshly pushing her against the wall. I quickly rid her of her underwear and dress, a hand on her chest to push her against the wall, a dirty moan leaving her lips at the dominance. 

"Aww, does my baby girl need me." I pout cupping her centre as I bring your lips to her ear. "Tell mommy what you want."

"I want you to fuck me. Please. Want mommy's cock. Want to feel you inside." I kiss down her neck finding her pulse point gently sucking at the skin before biting it and soothing the hurt with my tongue. Lizzies hands tangle in my hair pulling me closer to her as I start to leave a trail of marks around her neck. 

"You want mommy's cock hmm?" Taking a small step back, creating just enough room so I can remove my own pants and underwear revealing what's been hiding under them all night. 

"Fuck. Mommy please." One of lizzies hands drop to the strap hanging from my waist, it's her favourite. Something about her feeling so full when you use it, makes you want to use it on her all the time.

"What was that baby? What do you want mommy.to do with her cock?" I remove her hand quickly lifting her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I trap her against the wall.

"Fuck me, use me. Fucking ruin me. Mommy please."

Lizzie whines completely at my mercy at this point, I use the wetness from her own centre to lube up the toy before pushing it all the way in without warning. A wanton moan comes from Lizzie as she throws her head back against the wall, her fingers digging into the back of my neck. 

"Your so big mommy. Feel so full." 

I start to thrust harshly and quickly knowing that with the way I have worked her up all night it is not going to take much to make her cum. My hands massaging her thighs as I pull all the way out before bottoming out in her. Her moans that fill the room are absolutely dirty, her hips rolling trying to add more pleasure as I thrust in and out of her. 

"Mommy I'm gonna cum, please can I cum. Want to be your good girl show you how good you make me feel." Lizzie’s eyes roll to the back of her head as I kiss the base of her neck dragging my tongue up her neck to her mouth, easily pulling her in for a heated kiss as my tongue explores her mouth. "Please."

"Cum for me baby. Come for mommy." I pant against her lips, the pace and harshness of my thrust changing as I start to roll my hips allowing the toy to stay buried deep inside Lizzie as her walls start to clench around it making it difficult to keep the pace.

"Oh fuck." Lizzie crashes head first into her orgasm her nails dragging down my back, even with my shirt on I know she has managed to leave marks. "Mommy I can't."

"Yes you can slut. Take mommy's cock like a good girl." I quickly walk us to the bed, Lizzie’s hips starting to roll against my front. Gasps and sighs filling the room as she works herself back up as I lay her down.  "Aww does my dumb baby need to cum again?"

"Please mommy." I chuckle as I lay her down, never seeing her this worked up before in a complete state of bliss as I start to thrust in rhythm with how she is rolling her hips, taking my shirt off easily and chucking it somewhere in the room.

"You're taking me so well, you love mommy's cock hmm baby. You're just mommy's little toy to play with." I press kisses down her neck all the way to the valley of her breasts before taking her already hard left nipple in my mouth and rolling the other one between my finger and thumb.

Lizzie's head rolls back into the bed as her back arches off of it, a pornographic moan leaving her as her body squirms beneath me as another orgasm washes over her. I keep thrusting into her, helping her through the aftershocks as her body twitches under me. I smirk against her nipple gently biting it, her hand scratching the back of my neck as I continue to thrust slowly into her, pulling most of the way out and bottoming out to work her up to her last orgasm slowly.

“Mommy.” She whines as her legs wrap around my waist pulling me closer and I move my mouth to her other nipple licking over the sensitive bud before taking into my mouth.

“Doing so well for mommy. So so well. Being my good girl letting me fuck you with my cock.” I lick a path from the valley of her breasts to her voice box kissing the skin there as Lizzie’s hands tangle in my hair once more.

“I’m so close. Fuck you feel so good mommy, so so good.” I hum lifting myself up slightly, my face hovering over hers, our lips ghosting each others as she pants into my mouth a pleasurable grimace on her face. 

“Who does this pussy belong to, sweet girl?” I move my hand down to her hot centre, my finger toying with her sensitive clit and her body jolts at the contact causing the strap to push in at a new angle and she throws her head back at the feeling. “Answer mommy sweetheart, you know the rules.”

“Answer when spoken to, sorry mommy.” Lizzie’s eyes flutter open and I can’t help but lean down and kiss the corner of her mouth as sighs and moans fill the room.

“It’s okay pretty girl, my pretty girl. So who does this pussy belong to.” I press my finger against her clit.

“You mommy, belongs to you.” Lizzie’s eyes squeeze shut a silent scream as her body arches off the bed as she crashes head on into her third orgasm.

“Such a good girl for me, so good for mommy.” I repeat softly as her body continues to convulse beneath me.

Her eyes flutter open, a lazy smile on her face as she leans up to pull me into a soft kiss. I instantly reciprocate the kiss, brushing the strands of her from her sweaty forehead before trailing my kisses around her face earning a sweet giggle from the woman below me. I rest my forehead on hers, my heart soaring as she scrunches her nose as she tries to get her breathing back under control. 

"What about you mommy? Want make you feel good." I peck her lips shaking my head.

"Tonight was about you, my love, and I'm pretty sure with all the teasing I've tired you out. You can make mommy feel good later, how about that." Lizzie’s hands move to either side of my neck, her thumbs tracing small circles on my hit skin. 

"Mhmm, okay." I shift slightly forgetting the toy is still inside her as she gasps, biting her lip at the feeling. So I go to remove it but her hands on my hips stop me. "Stay. Inside. Please mommy stay inside."

"Oh my baby wants to be my cockwarmer." I smirk chuckling at the way Lizzie’s face flushed bright red but whispering out a please. "Okay baby. But only for a short time, we still gotta clean you up."

"Thank you mommy." I gently roll over so Lizzie is laying on top of me, as she moves to bury her head in my neck and I feel her teeth graze and nip at the skin. "We should do that again."

"Oh yeah?" Lizzie nods, kissing my neck a final time before I feel her body settle against mine more. "I think we can definitely work something out sweetheart."

"I wuvs you baby." I smile at the tiredness in her voice, deciding to give her 5 more minutes of this relaxing her body wiggling to get a bit more comfortable. 

"I love you too. Now get some rest baby we have all weekend to be together." 

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Let It Snow

Summary: Christmas eve trapped with your least favorite teammate

Warnings: Smut, omegaverse, omega Wanda, dubious consent, oral sex (r receiving), vaginal sex, knotting

A/N: Yes, two smut fics in a row have been omegaverse. No, I do not have a problem.

Event Masterlist

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No one will say it publicly, but being an Avenger comes with a lot of tense and awkward interactions among teammates. You all shared one goal of saving the world and protecting those who needed protecting, not everyone could agree on what that looked like. As if that weren't enough, the different ranks amongst the team made this even worse. Whether it was worth it to fight an enemy convoy to stop a terrorist organization from getting weapons if it meant endangering a local town was a tense argument on its own, having two alphas constantly trying to outperform each other only made it worse. Maybe two omegas would have the misfortune of being on their heat at the same time and were constantly ready to rip each other's heads off for alpha attention.

Sometimes things would get tense behind closed doors and you absolutely hated it. Which is why you chose to suppress yourself as much as you reasonably could. The whole team knew you were an alpha, that much you would be honest about, but you refused to do anything else. They didn't need to know when your rut started or what your real scent was, they just needed to know you were a dependable teammate with the skills to back it up. However, not everyone seemed to appreciate that kindness and general neutrality. Many of the agents talked behind your back and looked down upon you for being so passive, but you simply brushed them off. Most of them were you subordinates and were jealous. 

Ignoring petty underlings was easy, but you can't exactly avoid such tensions with teammates. You didn't even want to. It satisfied you more to talk things out and reach understanding, but one Avenger in particular didn't want to talk it out. Wanda had been a little standoffish at first. Pietro, her brother, was much more outgoing. You noticed how Wanda tended to hide behind her brother and tried your best to talk to her directly, but that seemed to be the start of all your problems. The first few conversations you two had were nice and sweet, but after some months Wanda had just turned sour on you. You couldn't figure out why. Everyone could see it. The snarky comments, the eye rolls, and the annoyed groans every time you dared to say a word. You were determined to fix it. 

You decided to wait and give Wanda space. The time to talk would come. Either she would approach you or someone would force her to. In a way you were right. After weeks of avoiding her, the two of you were forced to do a mission together. Normally, missions weren't a good time for heartfelt conversations. People in stress may not want to immediately open up and adrenaline makes focusing difficult for most people. However, you and Wanda were stuck in the safe until a snowstorm had passed. If you didn't talk to Wanda immediately, you'd never get the chance to again. 

You tried to be as conscious of the situation as possible. Omegas needed to nest more during cold seasons and Wanda couldn't do that thousands of miles away from her room. In a rush to keep her comfortable, you'd given her the master bedroom and just about every pillow and cushion you could find. You'd even gone the extra mile of scenting it to help her relax. 

"Hey, Wanda." Your voice was soft when you spoke. It was like approaching a wild beast. There was no telling how she'd respond to you. Sometimes she'd simply scoff and walk away, other times she was liable to just explode and degrade you for something you couldn't understand. "I know we aren't exactly friends — and we don't have to be — but I'm worried this tension is going to affect the mission and I don't want that."

Wanda raised her head from the pile of blankets. For a moment, she just stared at you. It was that same stupid posture you always had. Shoulders relaxed, back straight, and the kindest smile she'd ever seen. It pissed Wanda off how soft you were. So passive and careful about everything. Alphas weren't supposed to be that way. "Maybe if you'd just take charge for once, we wouldn't have any issues." 

"I can't just give out orders without some sort of relationship between us. That's just not my style." A frown began to form on your face. "This is a time sensitive mission and it's not going to go well if all you do is huff and roll your eyes when I talk to you." As if you didn't have enough evidence to prove your point, Wanda decided to do exactly what you accused her of. "Okay fine, but if anything goes wrong I'm putting it on your record." Despite your anger, you left as quietly as possible. You couldn't let her get under your skin. Not with so much at stake. 

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It seemed being the bigger person wasn't the way to go with Wanda. Though the mission was successful, you were unreasonably stressed the entire time. Wanda barely responded to you and constantly made moves without alerting you. All you wanted to do was go home, but you couldn't even do that. A heavy snowstorm was rolling through the area and take off was impossible. 

Fury promised to have you and Wanda back at the tower for Christmas, but that wasn't your concern. You had run out of suppressants and the pills wouldn't last more than a few hours. Meaning you were stuck spending the next three days extremely volatile with the most agitating omega you'd ever met. You had enough self control not to hurt her, but that was the last thing you needed. 

Avoiding her seemed easy enough. Wanda had resorted to stress nesting and rarely left her room. That meant you had more than enough time to get food and then alleviate yourself.

Unfortunately, you were your own worst enemy. Sensitivity had made you twice as vocal as usual and Wanda had heard you. Your soft whimpers and desperate pleas to seemingly no one had woken her up in the middle of the night. Wanda ignored you at first but your scent had practically flooded the house. Your shyness had forced her hand. 

You were too busy desperately rutting into your own hand to notice that you failed to close your door all the way. It didn't even cross your mind that the presence of another scent meant Wanda was close by. Instead, you focused on chasing an unsatisfying orgasm. 

Wanda sighed watching you try to please yourself. "You're so pathetic. Most alphas would've pounced on me, but here you are humping a pillow and using your left hand." Despite her cruel words, she took pity on you. She crawled onto your bed and forced you to lay on your back. "All that hard work and training, but you still need an omega to take care of you."

It was wrong, that much your brain could understand. Wanda had been nothing but cruel and unreasonable to you. You had every right to push her off and yell, but you didn't want to. The feeling of her hand wrapped around your dick was too good. "F-fuck you," You moaned out. Another moan filled the room as Wanda wrapped her mouth around your tip. 

"We'll get there, but you have to be patient." Wanda gently squeezed the base of your cock before slipping it inside her mouth. It was like a dream come true. She finally had exposed you for what you really were, submissive and needy. Wanda was irritated by how many people mindlessly praised you for your hard work and determination. She could see right through your little facade. Deep down, you were nothing but a little alpha pup desperately in need of training. "If you don't stop moving, I'll tie you down." 

Your hips continued to squirm and cant up despite her warning. No one could be blamed for the hot red magic that wrapped around your waist but yourself. "Please, it feels so good." Everything felt so hot. Wanda managed to take every inch of you in her mouth and you were on the brink of another orgasm. "Wait, fuck, stop!" The second you moved your hands to push Wanda's head up, they were tied together with magic. 

Wanda boldly took all your cum down her throat. She swallowed what she could and let the rest dribble down her lips and chin. "Oh, you really needed that, huh?" Her voice had grown husky with lust. A million thoughts ran through her head on what to do with you. "You poor thing. I bet it was so hard acting tough when all you are is a mindless piece of meat." She ignored your upset whines and took off her pajama bottoms. 

You could feel the heat radiating from Wanda's cunt. If you hadn't been so desperate and mindless, you would've mouthed off about all the slick dripping from her. You knew better. Wanda was in control and you were entirely at her mercy. If you wanted to cum, you'd be a good alpha and let her do whatever she wanted. "Please, please. It hurts so bad, I need your help."

Wanda smirked. She hovered over your length, dragging the tip up and down her slit. "Hm, fine. You have to promise me something though." It wasn't fair to make promises with the state you were in, but she couldn't help herself. "Promise me you won't let anyone else help you with your rut." 

You nodded frantically. "I promise, no one else but you!" You let out a satisfied sigh once Wanda began sliding down your length. She wasted no time riding you. The magic around your waist tightened the second your started squirm again. "Sorry — ah, that feels so good!" Your wrists instinctively tugged at the magical binds keeping your hands together. "I can't hold it! Please, please, please!"

Wanda let out a sharp moan as your knot began stretching her out. "Go ahead, fill me up like a good alpha." Your knot was almost too big for Wanda to take. She had horribly underestimated how long you'd been suppressing yourself and could barely hold all your cum inside. "That's a good alpha, make your omega feel full." 

There'd be a number of things you two would have to deal with once you got back to the tower, but neither of you seemed to care. You wanted to feel good and Wanda was determined to claim you.

[secretdarkdaydream]

Cocktail Troubles

Summary: A little liquid courage is all it takes for Y/n and Elizabeth to to tangle themselves in a complicated mess of love and infidelity.

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x fem!reader (g!p), Scarlett Johansson x reader

Warnings: Smut, g!p reader, top!reader, infidelity, unprotected sex, alcohol mentions, anal play (let me know if I missed anything)

A/n: This is a first attempt at writing a smutty fanfic. I apologize in advance for any mistakes and/or typos.

Y/n knew it was wrong.

~♡~

This was wrong.

Liz knew it was wrong.

And yet here she was between the blonde's legs.

"Don't you dare stop." She said breathlessly, her other free hand moving to hold onto the shelf next to her for dear life. She bit her lip, holding back her moans as her thigh was propped up on Y/n's shoulder and the older woman's tongue danced up and down her dripping slit. "Oh.. god!" She let a loud moan slip before moving her hand to cover her mouth.

Y/n replaced her tongue with her fingers, the silver ring on her thumb brushing against Lizzie's clit just enough to pull her closer and closer to the edge. "I fucking love it when you scream for me but you need to keep it down if you want to cum." Y/n said as she looked up at the beautiful woman.

Liz was barely able to listen, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. "I'm so close, baby.." she said, her hips bucking up against Y/n's hand. "Please.. I'll be quiet, I just-" she said as a small whine left her lips. "I need your tongue." She said and Y/n smirked. God, she wanted to play with her, she wanted to keep her right there on the very edge but she knew they didn't have time for that tonight.

She kissed inside her thigh, nipping and biting at the skin until a purple bruise surfaced. Her tongue lapped up Liz's dripping cunt once again, going back and forth teasing her entrance and up to press and suck her clit.

Liz clamped her mouth with her hand again, moaning against it, her hand pulling slightly on Y/n's hair as she desperately chased her high.

Y/n could feel her getting closer, focusing solely on her clit as Liz's moans go up in pitch until she went still, her eyes closed as her body shudders. Y/n feels the pool of wetness spilling onto her tongue and she gladly took it all, helping Liz ride out her orgasm.

Liz pushed Y/n away gently, signaling her to stop, wincing from over-sensitivity. The older woman gave her inner thigh a few kisses, making Liz smile lazily as she stood up, making sure to keep supporting Liz as she met her lips in a soft kiss.

Liz moaned into Y/n's mouth, grabbing the collar of her leather jacket to pull her closer. "I can taste myself on your tongue.. are you going to kiss your girlfriend with that mouth?" She asked against her lips and Y/n sighed at that.

"Can we not talk about her right now?" She said as she stole a few more kisses from Liz. "We don't have much time before we need to get back out there".

"You never want to talk about her but we should." Liz pushed and Y/n sighed again.

"Liz-"

"I want you." She said and the way she looked up at her told Y/n everything she needed to know. She loved her.

"I can't do that to her, Liz." Y/n said and Liz chuckled humorlessly at that. In all honesty, Liz was fed up with being the second choice.

"You already did! She's your girlfriend-"

"And she's your friend!" Y/n argued.

"-and we've been doing this behind her back for almost a year, Y/n/n." Liz said and looked up at her. "we're doing this right now in her house, while she's out there hosting a fucking barbecue." Liz said as her hands still held onto Y/n's jacket. "I want more."

"I want that too, I just.. this is complicated." She said and Liz looks away from her with annoyance. "We'll figure this out, I promise." Y/n said as she moved her hand to under Liz's chin, moving her head so she'd look back at her. "I promise.." she said and brushed her lips against hers.

Liz could feel herself succumbing to Y/n, as she always did, right from the start. She had a weakness for the older girl, one she can't explain. "I hate that she gets to have all of you." She said against her lips.

"She doesn't. You do, my love.." Y/n said and captured Liz's lips in a fiery kiss, her hands pulling Liz impossibly close to her by her hips, her hand roaming around her back.

Liz was getting all hot and bothered again and if she could, she would stay here in this bubble of theirs forever. But she knew they were running out of time.. they were going to start looking for them soon.

"We have to go back." She said, reluctantly pulling away from Y/n's addicting lips. "She'll start looking for you soon... I know I would." She said and Y/n nodded, pulling Liz in for a gentle kiss, one that made it clear to Y/n - she was head over heels in love with the younger actress.

Actually, Y/n already knew that. She knew that from the very moment they met but she didn't want to admit it.

They only had one problem.

Y/n hated labeling Scarlett as a problem because truth be told - they are the ones that created the problem. Not Scarlett.

In fact, Y/n was once convinced that Scarlett was the love of her life. She was patient with Y/n, helping her mend her broken heart piece by piece until she could feel like herself once again. But something changed about a year into their relationship. They drifted apart, they didn't see eye to eye and Scarlett would constantly pick a fight out of nothing. Y/n tried, she loved Scarlett. But she just wasn't in love with her anymore.

It's been nearly a year since she met Elizabeth, after the premiere of Endgame, and was completely taken by her the very second their eyes met.

It started with nothing but a little playful flirtation at the premiere after-party over a few cocktails. Y/n thought nothing of it at first, and neither did Liz. But the more cocktails Liz drank, the bolder she became with her flirting, and Y/n, well... Y/n was putty at her feet.

~Ten months ago~

Y/n saw her on the red carpet first. There was this glint of mischief behind her angel eyes, something that captured her attention. She brushed it off and turned back to pose and smile at the cameras beside her girlfriend. Out of instinct, or more so to remind herself that she had a girl she was loyal to, she pulled Scarlett closer to her by her waist. The action took Scarlett by surprise, making her sigh in annoyance and putting her hand on the other woman's chest, bringing distance between them as she played the role of the happy girlfriend to the cameras.

"Can you please not do that?" She asked.

Y/n kept her smile for appearances but retracted her arm from around Scarlett's waist. "right... I forgot that you were still mad at me for no apparent reason." Y/n said as she turned to look at her girlfriend, the fake smile still on her face.

"I am not doing this right now. Can you just give me a break so we can go through this premiere?" Scarlett said as she looked back at Y/n, the flash of the cameras capture their fake smiles. Y/n was furious, but of course, she wouldn't start a fight right here and cause a scene.

"Well isn't this the power couple of the year?" Scarlett turned around at the sound of the voice to reveal Chris Evans and alongside him was the green-eyed beauty that captured her attention before.

"It's so good to see you," Y/n said as she gave the man a hug. "I can't believe this is the end for Steve, I'm heartbroken." she said and Chris laughed a little.

"It's time to move on, you know?" he said and she nodded understandingly. "Anyway, I heard a rumor that someone is going to be the new Lara Croft..." He said almost in a whisper.

"You told him?" She looked at Scarlett who only shrugged. "It's not out there yet, but yes, I am." she said and a small gasp turned their attention to the younger blonde actress.

"That's incredible! I'm so excited for you. Did you start training already?" Chris asked and Y/n nodded a little.

"Oh yeah," Scarlett answered for her in a chuckle. "That's all she does all day, she's barely at home and filming hasn't even started yet. She better be the best damn tomb raider by the end of it or i'll have to do something about it." She said and both of the actors laughed a little, though Y/n could tell it wasn't much of a joke. Scarlett's tone was intentional, it was a small jab at Y/n. But Y/n simply shrugged it off with a forced laugh.

"Well, Chris knows how crucial the training is for the role. I'm sure you know that as well." Y/n said and Chris hummed in agreement. "And i'll be the best Croft the screen will ever see." She added with confidence.

"Oh my. I love Tomb Raider, wow  you'll be perfect in it." Elizabeth said and that earned a couple of small chuckles from Scarlett and Chris.

"Y/n, this is Lizzie." Scarlett said as Y/n found herself drowning in those green orbs.

"Hi, I just- I've seen some of your work and I honestly think that you're perfect for this role. Just the way you're bringing life into your characters is honestly.. beautiful. I wish you the best of luck with it." Elizabeth said and Y/n smiled at her gratefully, taken aback by what Elizabeth has said to her.

"Thank you, that's so nice of you to say." Y/n said and was about to say more before an announcement was made that they should all get inside for the screening.

As if fate played a part in this, Y/n and Elizabeth were seated next to each other.

Liz didn't know why she was blushing so hard ever since their small interaction. Maybe it was because she remembered the older actress from her movies. She remembered how taken she was with her performance, how genuine she was. She remembered her physic from one action movie, how her toned muscles moved and flexed in the fight scenes, her signature smirk that made Liz weak at the knees. Liz tried to shake these thoughts away but the smell of Y/n's perfume was overwhelming her senses and the alcohol from the couple of cocktails she drank before was numbing her judgment.

"I'm a fan of yours too, by the way." Liz tensed as she felt the brunette lean to whisper in her ear, just a mere second before the lights dimmed.

Y/n tried to focus on the movie, she really did. There was something about Elizabeth Olsen that managed to make her head spin. For the entire movie, the two exchanged words and glances, their knees nearly touching. When Y/n turned to check on Scarlett when the scene on mount vormir came, she was occupied speaking to someone else to the other side of her.

The movie ended with big applause and everyone made their way to the after party.

"Hey, how are you feeling? I'm sure that wasn't easy to watch." Y/n said as she grabbed Scarlett's wrist.

"It was fine, I'm fine. I want to enjoy tonight so just.. go grab a drink or something and I'll talk to you when I want to go home. I want to be with my friends." Scarlett said and Y/n frowned at that, letting go of her wrist.

"Are you serious right now? I'm supposed to just keep myself occupied until you've had enough. when are you going to stop punishing me for whatever this is about?" Y/n raised her voice a little and Scarlett shushed her.

"Keep your fucking voice down." Scarlett said and then let out a sigh. "Can you please just give me tonight? we'll talk about this at home, okay?" she said and Y/n just sighed in defeat. "Love you." The blonde said and pecked her cheek before making her way to a group of people Y/n didn't know.

Y/n sighed in defeat and made her way to the open bar, taking a seat and ordering a martini for herself.

She didn't know how things got so bad between them. She took a large sip before she heard someone clear their throat.

"Hi," said the blonde as Y/n turned to look at her, a small smile spreading on her lips. "Is this seat taken?" Elizabeth asked and Y/n made a gesture for her to sit next to her.

"How come you aren't over there with all of your castmates?" Y/n asked, she tried not to but it was like her own body betrayed her as she subtly checked the younger actress out. The way her dress hugged her curves was simply sinful to Y/n's opinion.

"Well.. I saw your handsome self sitting here all alone and I just had to come over. It'd be very unprofessional of me to pass an opportunity to speak to the future Lara Croft, don't you think?" Liz said and the older woman chuckled at that.

"It sounds like you're going to try and get some spoilers out of me." She said and Liz laughed lightly. Y/n's heart skipped a beat at the angelic sound, so without thinking twice she asked the woman, "can I get you a drink?"

"Vodka soda, please." She said and Y/n made the order from the bartender.

The night went on and soon both women were a little more than tipsy. Y/n could barely keep her eyes away from the blonde and Liz could hardly stop flirting with the older actress. There was an unmistakable tension between the two, a connection that formed so naturally. Y/n felt like she was being seen again, and all her inhibitions went out the window. All she could think about was this breathtaking woman sitting next to her and she felt like there was something pulling her in more and more.

Thinking about was she was doing, she thought about Scarlett, looking away from the enticing green eyes, searching the venue for her girlfriend. "I think I saw her talking with this SNL guy like an hour ago, what was his name?" Elizabeth commented after noticing Y/n's searching eyes. "Colin, I think." She said and took the opportunity to check Y/n out without shame. She bit her lip as she looked at the rolled-up sleeves of her dress shirt, a few tattoos visible.

"Yeah... I don't even know why I came. The last time she spoke to me was after the screening and that was like two hours ago." She said as she turned her head back to look at Elizabeth, catching her wandering eyes and lustful gaze. "But then, I wouldn't have met you. You made this evening far more pleasurable and interesting."

Elizabeth made no attempt to cover the fact that she was checking the older actress out. She took notice of the imprint in Y/n's trousers, taking her time in looking back up to meet her eyes. "I'm glad I got the chance to meet you too. You're quite impressive yourself," she said glancing down at her crotch once more before looking back up and licking her lips seductively. "Much more than I thought."

Y/n could feel herself growing hard at the action, giving Liz her signature soft smirk as she leaned toward her just a little. "You thought about me, Olsen?" She said, Elizabeth made no attempt to deny that. "I take the compliment, but you definitely outshine me. And i'm sure that there's a lot more of you I could get to know."

"Oh, so is this a competition now? because I never back down from a challenge." Liz asked with a soft smile and a small scrunch of her nose.

"Well, I have no doubt you'll win. You look like someone who always comes on top." Y/n said without breaking eye contact.

The remark made Liz blush and look away, sobering up for just a moment as the image of herself on top of Y/n flashed in her mind and she could feel herself drenching her lace underwear. She played with the drink in her hand and thought about what she was doing. This was Scarlett's girlfriend, her friend, and her coworker. She couldn't do this to her. But the aching feeling between her thighs was so hard to ignore.

Just moments from succumbing to her temptations, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom. Brushing off Y/n's insinuating comeback with a soft giggle as she made her way across the room. She might have swayed her hips a little more than usual.. which Y/n couldn't keep her eyes off of.

Y/n chuckled and shook her head, searching the room for Scarlett again only to see her engaging in a conversation with Colin, that stood far too close to her, her hand on his arm as she laughed at his jokes. Y/n felt like she was joke. Did Scarlett bring her as her plus one just for the red carpet pictures? To pretend that everything is perfect? Their fight prior to the event echoed in her mind as she contemplated her actions. She knew what she wanted to do was wrong but she couldn't help but feel like she was alive again. She felt like Liz was giving her a way out of the hell that was her personal life. Like Liz was a breath of fresh air when she felt like she was drowning.

"Fuck it." Y/n said, drinking the rest of her martini in one gulp and going to the bathroom after Liz. She hurried a little, hoping to catch up to the blonde, walking around the corner and down the corridor to see her walking just a few feet away, the music blaring around the venue.

Liz looked over her shoulder, not really surprised to see Y/n walking behind her. They locked eyes knowingly before she walked into the bathroom. Y/n followed inside, only having a second before she was slammed against the door with a gasp.

"We shouldn't do this." Liz said, only a few inches from her lips and her hands resting on her chest.

"No. We shouldn't." Y/n said heard.

Elizabeth looked down at the lock being turned before she met Y/n's eyes again, seeing nothing but lust in them. They met halfway in a fiery kiss, their heavy breaths and soft moans mixing together as Y/n pushed Liz backward until her back met the sink of the quite spacious bathroom stall. Y/n pushed one strap of Liz's dress down, exposing her breast, and pinched her nipple, earning a soft moan from the younger actress. She grabbed her waist and turned her around, bending her forward just a little as her raging bulge pressed the back of Liz's thigh.

Liz was surprised at that, Scarlett shared with her on one drunken night out with the cast that Y/n has always been very sweet and gentle with her, vanilla, she said. "I didn't think you had it in you." She said breathlessly as their eyes met through the mirror. Y/n hands lifted up Liz's dress to around her hips, her hand pushing her panties aside before undoing her belt in a hurry and pulling out her raging hard cock.

"You might want to hold on to that sink." She said with a soft smirk, her fingers dipping between Liz's folds, making the both of them moan. She gathered the wetness before smearing it on her cock, rubbing it against the wet slit, pumping a few times and gently pushing into Liz's needy pussy.

Liz moaned loudly as she felt Y/n stretch her out, slowly pushing inch after inch into her. Y/n was a little more girthy than she was used to, the stretch made Liz roll her eyes with pleasure. Liz's hands held onto the sink as she felt Y/n starting to thrust slowly, letting her adjust. She looked at the older actress through the mirror, moaning softly as pleasure was written all over the older woman's face. Liz swore it was the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. "You feel so goddamn good.." she mumbled.

Just then, Y/n pushed hard into Liz, making her moan again and push her hips back in search of more. She kept that same pace for a few minutes before groaning, grabbing Liz's hips roughly, and starting to thrust hard and fast into her. Y/n watched in the mirror as Liz's breast bounced, making quick work to free the other as well. "Oh god! Yes!" Liz moaned as Y/n's hand moved to play with one of her breasts.

Y/n reached her hand to open up the top few buttons of her button-up shirt, showing a hint of her collarbone tattoo. The sight made Liz even wetter, white cream starting to ooze out and coat Y/n's thick cock. The older actress watched as her pelvis hit Liz's ass with every thrust, watched how her cock disappeared into her dripping wet cunt, making her moan and land a harsh slap on the blonde's ass.

Liz moaned loudly once again, she was on cloud 9. She couldn't remember the last time she was fucked like this, Y/n's thick cock hitting all the right places. She met Y/n's eyes again through the mirror, "harder." She said as she moved her hair to one side, her cheeks flushed with red.

Y/n smacked her ass again before moving her hand to hold onto the back of Liz's neck. "So desperate for me." She said with a small smirk. A string of moans and incoherent mumbling left Liz's lips as Y/n granted her what she asked for. She kept her pace just the same but made sure to end each thrust harder. Y/n moved her other hand, licking her own thumb before pressing it against Liz's tight back hole, just enough to tease.

Liz's eyes were closed, the added feeling bringing her closer and closer to her high. "Yes... I'm so fucking close." She moaned loudly. "Y/n! Yes, push it in... I'm gonna cum!" She moaned, throwing her hips back.

Y/n could feel Liz starting to clench around her, moaning at her words as she pushed just the tip of her thumb into Liz's hole. "Fuck, Liz... I'm right behind you.. so close." Y/n started to mumble as her thrusts started to falter a little.

Liz let out a few high-pitched moans, her body convulsing as she came, feeling Y/n's warm cum filling her up and coating her greedy walls. Y/n slowed down her pace, letting them both ride out their high, a few more ropes of cum spilling deep into Liz's pussy. She collapsed forward onto Liz's shoulder, both of them breathing heavily. She placed a few kisses behind her ear before standing straight again, watching as she pulled out. Liz whimpered at the feeling and Y/n cursed under her breath at the sight of her cum dripping from the blonde.

Liz watched this in amusement through the mirror before turning around to face Y/n. She reached her hand down, collecting their mixed cum before bringing it up to her lips. "Fucking hell," Y/n said as she watched Liz suck her own fingers clean.

"I know it's just a one-time thing," she said, adjusting her panties and dress as Y/n did the same with her pants. "But I really do wish I could get more than just a taste." She said as she stepped closer, buttoning Y/n's shirt back up.

Y/n still regained her breathing as she watched Elizabeth fixing her shirt. She moved her hand to Liz's cheek and pulled her into a kiss that filled with desire as both women let their tongues meet in a perfect dance. Y/n pulled away a little, Liz almost trying to follow her to close the gap again. "maybe.. maybe it doesn't have to be just a one-time thing."

~Present Day~

"There you are! I was wondering where you two went, the food's gonna get cold." Scarlett said as Y/n and Elizabeth made their way back out to the back yard.

"Y/n showed me to the bathroom and we got stuck on these lovely photos you have in the corridor. Who knew you were such a cute baby?" Liz quickly spoke and both of the women laughed softly.

Scarlett made her way to Y/n as she grabbed a beer, surprising her by pulling Y/n close and stealing a kiss from her. "I missed you." She said softly as Liz tried her hardest not to stare daggers at her friend. Y/n smiled softly at her girlfriend and gulped. Her phone buzzed and she took it out of her pocket, only to see a text sent to her by none other than Elizabeth herself.

"I guess you do kiss your girlfriend with that mouth." The text read and Y/n looked up from her phone to see Liz smiling softly at her phone with the hint of a smirk on her lips. Her phone buzzed again.

"Come over tonight and I can show you what I can do with mine." Y/n groaned internally at the thought while Liz smirked to herself.

She was going to get Y/n all to herself, even if she had to keep playing their little game for a little while longer.

[lesbianpizza]

LizzieCon

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Female Reader

Warnings: Daddy kink, dom/sub dynamic, marking, semi public, spit kink, cum strap, fingering, blowjob(R giving), choking, face slapping, spanking(once), brief nipple play, degradation, praise, breeding, allusion to pregnancy kink, pet names (kitten, sweetheart), let me know if I missed any

Word Count: 5075

Summary: You let your jealousy and possessiveness get the best of you at a convention but what happens when your girlfriend has other plans?

A/n: Lol I’ve been talking about uploading something for a long ass time but I’m finally doing it! This is my first time posting something I write so please be nice if it isn’t that good. This story was born when me and @olsenmyolsen saw Lizzie wearing those pants at Comic Con and basically lost our minds😅. They encouraged me to write and actually publish this so here I am!

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY

You weren’t sure why it happened. You were used to sharing your girlfriend with the world to a certain extent. She was a celebrity after all, so a certain amount of sharing was to be expected. But for some reason it really got to you today. You knew Lizzie would be busy all day at this convention but what you didn't anticipate was the flood of jealousy you would experience seeing her meet so many fans. Not just the way they hugged her and gushed over how much they loved her, but also the way she giggled and hugged them BACK. It was irrational and you knew that, but it didn’t stop that feeling of jealousy to slowly grow as the hours ticked by.

By now it was the second day and Lizzie was still in high spirits, meeting every single fan with a huge smile. You however were less than pleased. You had barely gotten to spend any time with your girlfriend aside from a few measly hours eating and getting ready for bed while strangers hogged all her time and energy. You still tried your best to be supportive and put on a smile because you knew how much she’s come to love events like these over the years and deep down you’d hate for that to change. But you’re no actor and have never been the best at hiding your true emotions, at least not from Lizzie.

She had noticed since yesterday how your mood got progressively worse throughout the day and could see you glaring daggers at every person who went to hug her. She would have said something if she didn’t find it extremely entertaining. And today she had a little plan to put you in your rightful place.

Lizzie was almost done with the first meet and greet of the day and you had just about had enough. It was right around the moment someone asked to take a picture of them proposing to her when you started to see red. If looks could kill, that person would have been obliterated from every timeline in the multiverse. From then on logic played no part in your actions.

The second Lizzie finished up with the last person you barely gave her a moment's notice before you marched up to her, grabbing her hand as you said “Come with me” with smoke practically coming out of your ears. You dragged her to an empty hallway in the back of the convention center to claim what was rightfully yours. You couldn’t see it but Lizzie had a devious smirk plastered on her face because she knew what was coming and she couldn’t wait for her plan to unfold.

As soon as the double doors leading to the hallway closed, you looked around to make sure you were truly alone.

Once you were certain no one else was there, you pushed her up against a wall and whispered a singular word with as much authority as you could muster before your lips met in a bruising kiss, “Mine”.

It was desperate and needy despite the fact that you were trying to show dominance in that moment. You grabbed both of her hands and pinned them above her head as you pulled away from the kiss.

“You’ve been ignoring me all day and I need attention” you said with a little pout, still doing your best to be dominant with her for once.

She looked back at you with an innocent smile. “Aw, is my baby not getting enough attention?” She was aware there was still a small gap between the two of you that had yet to be closed so you truly had no idea what was in store for you.

She leaned her head forward and stopped millimeters from your face. Your heart rate elevated as your breaths now mingled as one.

“Sweetheart, if you wanted my attention that badly, all you had to do was ask” she whispered with a growing smirk. Seeing her expression made you falter, which Lizzie took advantage of. She twisted you around and slammed you face first into the wall holding your hands behind you as if you weighed nothing. It was quick and unforgiving to the point where she knocked the wind out of you a little bit with the sheer force. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t stoke the growing fire within you.

She leaned in until she was pressing you against the wall with her whole body and that’s when you felt it. You weren’t sure how you hadn’t noticed before. Maybe it was because she got dressed in the bathroom today instead of the room like usual. Maybe it was because she chose to wear baggier pants today and you were a little busy glaring at every human being that came in contact with your girlfriend but now it was undeniable. She was packing. You tried your best to suppress a whimper at the feeling, failing to push your ass further into her strap. She leaned in so that her lips were just barely brushing against your right ear.

“That’s what I thought. You’ve been a bad girl today y/n. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your little attitude problem since yesterday. It was cute at first, but now Daddy has to remind you who the fuck is in charge here.” Her grip on your hands tightened significantly with that last sentence as if to further emphasize her point.

“Now, you have two options. You can either apologize and put that pretty mouth to good use, or I can walk away right now and leave y-“

“No please! I’ll do whatever you want just please don’t leave me here!” You whined.

The smack to your ass was swift, delivering an exhilarating sting just painful enough to make you realize your mistake.

“Interrupt me again and that’s exactly what will happen brat” Her tone was harsh which told you she meant every word.

“I’m sorry Daddy it won’t happen again I promise! I’ll do anything you want just please I need you!”

“Anything baby? Can’t say I hate the sound of that” She let go of your hands and spun you in place so that your back was now against the wall and took a step back.

“On your knees slut” She used both hands to push you to the ground until you landed on your knees with a thud. You’d definitely be feeling that later but that didn’t matter now. She unbuttoned her pants in one swift movement and reached down. You could barely contain yourself as she pulled out her cock and you saw which one it was. It had been a while since she used this one and never in a public setting. Sure you’d fooled around in a changing room or two before but never with a strap, much less this one. She looked down at you with a predatory gaze that made your insides quiver as she reached out to grab your hair in a vice grip tugging you slightly forward.

Your scalp stung but all you could focus on was the 7 inch cock right in front of your face. Her expression softened slightly as she tilted your head up.

“Tap my thigh three times if you need to stop, ok baby?”

“Yes Daddy” you said as you tried to nod despite the hold she had on your hair.

“Good Girl” And just like that any semblance of softness evaporated as her eyes darkened and her expression turned hard again.

“Now be a good little whore and suck”

You barely had time to open your mouth before she thrust forward making you gag instantly. Usually she would ease you into it, allowing your throat to adjust to the intrusion, but not today. She wasn’t going to take it easy on you. Her pace was brutal from the beginning. Thrusting her hips in and out of your mouth watching as your eyes began to tear up. She couldn’t help but take pride in how well you were taking her. She had trained you well. Despite the rough treatment, you were in heaven. You’d happily take anything she was willing to give which is why you just relaxed your throat and let her fuck your mouth relentlessly. Not that you could back away anyway since she still had you pinned against the wall.

The strap was at the perfect angle so it rubbed deliciously against her clit. That combined with the adorable little gagging noises coming from the back of your throat had her feral.

“You better not stop until my cum is coating your entire throat kitten” She practically growled. She thrust harder, making you take her entire length as she held you there coating her cock in saliva all while still having a vice grip on your hair. She did this a few more times and was starting to dig her nails into your scalp from how hard she was gripping you. You wouldn’t be surprised if she drew blood. The thought alone had you rolling your eyes in the back of your head in pleasure. You hadn’t been on your knees for long but you could feel your wetness growing in your panties the more you sucked.

The feeling of her cock hitting the back of your throat was addicting and knowing you were at her mercy in such a vulnerable position made it that much hotter. She pulled out all at once leaving a thick string of spit connecting your lips to her cock. You coughed and tried to take in a full breath after not being able to breathe properly.

Your face was a beautiful mess. Tears flowing freely down your cheeks, lips slightly swollen from the abuse, and an unmistakable haze in your eyes. Lizzie could only think of one thing. She had to ruin you utterly and completely.

“God you’re such a fucking cock whore, it’s pathetic really” she leaned over and tipped your head up again.

“Open” she commanded. You mindlessly stuck out your tongue and she let a ball of spit land directly on it. You swallowed it without an ounce of hesitation.

“Fuck…never mind come here” she commanded as her pupils dilated more than you thought possible. “I’d much rather fill your pussy up and watch as my cum slowly drips onto your pretty thighs''

She lifted you up by your hair and spun you around so you were once again facing the wall. Your arms were at least able to brace for the impact this time. Meanwhile hers touched every inch of your body in a desperate need to claim you. Her right hand reached down to grope your ass harshly and continued further down into your dress. She used two fingers to swipe over your covered pussy and chuckled.

“Fuck baby you’re so wet. Is there something you want? Need perhaps?” She teased. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment as you squirmed.

“Daddyyyyy” you pleaded “Pleeeaase I need it”

“What do you need, baby? Use your words” she teased as she pushed your panties to the side. Her finger barely making contact with your needy pussy.

“Fuck me Daddy please! Fuck me ruin me use me please I-“ she interrupts your rambling by pushing two fingers into your wet hole, fucking into you slowly.

“You little slut. You’re going to regret saying that” she said with an evil grin.

“And you’re already more than wet enough to take my cock aren’t you sweetheart?” She asked, already knowing the answer.

After a few minutes she pulled her fingers out but before you had enough time to complain she had her cock lined up, already pushing into you. She bottomed out in one swift motion making you choke on air. Your wetness combined with your saliva still coating her strap ensured that it slid in with no resistance whatsoever.

She started fucking into you slowly at first but lost her patience to lust and picked up the pace grabbing your hair again to pull your head aside and kiss your neck. She sucked your pulse point painfully, soothing the spot briefly with her tongue before attacking again. You let out a wanton moan knowing exactly what she was doing. She was marking her property for the rest of the world to see.

Lizzie put a hand over your mouth silencing you.

“Shut your fucking mouth unless you want someone to see you like this” she said harshly. You clenched hard at the thought and moaned against her hand thinking about the possibility.

“Oh you like that? Fuck you’re an even bigger slut than I thought” She leaned in to lick and bite the shell of your ear as she whispers, “I bet you’d love that wouldn’t you? For someone to walk in while I’m fucking your brains out so the whole world can know what a whore you are for me.” You felt her lips brushing the shell of your ear as she spoke.

“You know, I should be eating lunch right now but nooo my little slut of a girlfriend needed me to take care of her because she can’t seem to go a few short hours without me being inside of her” she spat as she quickened her pace.

Her words only served to increase your arousal as you met her thrusts the best you could using your palms as leverage to push back onto her cock, allowing it to go even deeper. It should be embarrassing how turned on you were in this moment and any other time you would be but right now all you could think was how good she felt inside of you. Your orgasm was fast approaching and you knew she would be furious if you tried to cum without permission.

“Daddy…I- Fuck! Ple- I nee-“ you sputtered out. Coherency no longer an option with how deliciously you were being fucked.

“Seriously, you already want to cum? How fucking pathetic” Her pace not faltering for a second. If she kept this up you were going to cum with or without her permission and you did NOT want to find out what would happen if it was without.

Lizzie was getting close too so she quickly pulled out of you and turned you back around to face her. She wasted no time in roughly tugging your panties off and safely tucked them away in her pants pocket. She then grabbed your hips and motioned for you to jump up. You wrapped your legs around her waist as she held you up hovering over her cock just out of reach. Her being more than strong enough to carry the weight of your entire body but taking advantage of the support the wall provided.

“You will cum with me or not at all, do you understand? And look at me when I’m talking to you”

You whined and tried to complain but the slap to your face put a stop to that real quick. It hurt but still made you moan and clench around nothing. Lizzie rolled her eyes and put her left hand around your throat, squeezing the sides just enough to make you struggle for every breath. For a second you wondered how the hell she was able to hold you up with just one arm around your waist but that was going to have to be a question for later.

“Let’s try that again shall we? You will cum when I do or you won’t cum for the next week. Do I make myself clear?” She emphasized her last question with a short but harsh squeeze.

“Yes Daddy I understand, I’m sorry” you choked out with the limited oxygen you had, nodding the best you could. She released her hold on your neck and brought her hand down to swipe at your pussy teasingly reveling in how sensitive you already were.

“That’s my good girl. Remember baby you gotta stay quiet for me okay?”

You nodded as you felt her lowering you onto her cock, using one hand to hold you and the other to guide her cock. Once she bottomed out she resumed her rough pace. Fucking you against the wall with all the force she could muster. This new angle allowed her to bury herself even deeper inside of you, making your toes curl.

She used the hand that was previously on her cock to pull your dress down and expose one of your breasts. She leaned down and started greedily sucking your nipple, biting down harshly just to hear you cry out in pain. She continued sucking your breast leaving another cluster of purple bruises for people to see.

It was all too much. You were doing your best to hold back your orgasm but you knew you wouldn’t last much longer.

Lizzie took a second to look at her watch to see what time it was. If she didn’t finish with you soon, she was going to be late to her next signing.

“Shit” She breathed as she fucked into you impossibly faster and harder. At this point you had to put your hand over your mouth to keep from making any loud noises. As much as the idea of being caught turned you on you knew that the reality would not be nearly as pleasant. She moved it out of the way and replaced it with her lips. Devouring you so all you knew was her. Her taste, her smell, her touch, nothing more. Just as oxygen started becoming an issue she pulled back and without hesitation you begged “Cum inside me Daddy please I need it so bad! Please just fill me up, I can't hold it anymore!”

She looked at you with the most feral gaze you’ve ever seen “You wanna be my little cum slut? Huh? Say it! Say you’re my little cum slut!”

“I’m your li- cum slut Daddy! Fu-“ you could barely push the words out with how cloudy your brain was. Something in Lizzie broke hearing you in such a disheveled state. It stoked her already burning fire into a blazing inferno. You weren’t sure where she found the strength but somehow she managed to start fucking you even harder and faster than she already was. You were a goner.

“If only my cum was real, kitten. I’d make sure you left here pregnant. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll switch it out for the real thing.” You heard the words coming out of her mouth but you didn’t fully grasp their meaning in all your haze.

What you could tell though was that you were getting dangerously close to your orgasm and you hadn’t gotten permission to cum. You wanted to speak up but no words would form. The only sounds that would leave your mouth were breathy gasps and moans as you inched closer and closer to your release. Staying quiet was a thought buried in the past as you both chased your highs. This was it, you were about to fall over the precipice head first into your orgasm and there was nothing you could do to stop it. You closed your eyes, ready for it to wash over you at any moment. The next minute you heard her voice cut through the fog clouding your brain.

“Fuck babygirl I’m so close! Open your eyes for me. I want to see you when you cum” she says practically out of breath. You dig deep and force your eyes open. It felt like your eyelids were weighed down by a ton of bricks but you managed to do it anyway.

When you opened your eyes you were sure you were seeing the face of god. Lizzies face and chest were coated in a thin sheen of sweat. Her cheeks flushed in a soft pink. Her eyes, full of lust and determination. Her mouth slightly agape letting out small quick pants that made her chest rise and fall. You could tell she was extremely close. She looked you straight in the eyes and panted out “Cum with me baby. Now!”

The next thing you knew Lizzie scrunched her face and reached for the pump attached to the strap. She squeezed it as she came, squirting her load deep inside you as she fucked you through her orgasm.

That was all it took for you to spiral into yours as she pressed her lips against you in an attempt to keep you quiet. You couldn’t help but squeeze your eyes shut as your orgasm shot through you like a bolt of white hot lightning. It was one of the most intense orgasms you’ve ever experienced. Your ears were ringing, your legs were trembling, and it felt like every particle of your being was humming. You weren’t sure how long this went on for but it felt like an eternity in the best way possible.

You both rode out your orgasms as she continued to fuck her cum into you. You felt so full you were sure it would start to leak out the moment she pulled out of you. Once you had both come down from your highs you stayed there desperately trying to catch your breaths for a moment, your foreheads leaning on each other for support. When you both had regulated your breathing a bit, she lifted you off of her strap enjoying the little whine that escaped your mouth. She set you down on the floor making sure you were leaning against the wall for support as you were still recovering. You could feel the cum start to leak out but before you could go to wipe it away Lizzie grabbed hold of your hand.

“Ah ah, don’t go getting any naughty ideas now. Leave it. You’ll stay like this for the rest of the day as a reminder of how much of a slut you are. If you try to wipe it off or clean it in any way, I will know and you will be punished when we get back to the hotel. Am I clear?” She said, vice grip still on your hand.

“Ok Daddy I’ll leave it. Can I at least have my underwear back so it doesn’t drip down my legs?” You asked weakly, already knowing the answer before she even said a word.

“No. You wanna act like a slut you get treated like one and sluts don’t wear panties do they?” You shook your head no, a small pout forming on your lips. You hoped against hope that your little puppy dog face would make her take pity on you, but you knew it was a lost cause. When Lizzie set her mind to something, she did it and no force on earth could stop her.

Lizzie looked down at her watch again and cursed.

“Shit I’m fucking late!” She exclaimed as she tucked her strap back into the confines of her pants and buttoned them back up.

“Go find something for us to eat and then catch up to me at the signing yeah? We kind of skipped lunch and now I’m starving” she said with a smile. Her face was void of the previous emotions she displayed. The only emotion you could see was pure love. “Rest here for a few minutes if you need to, okay kitten? You did such a good job, I’m so proud of you. But don’t take too long. I need my best girl at my side” She ended her last sentence with a huge grin followed by a series of loving but hasty kisses.

“Ok baby I will. Now go before the people riot!” You say with a giggle. She kissed you one last time before she excused herself and ran out the door.

You stood there for a few minutes collecting yourself. You played back the last 45 minutes in your head in disbelief.

‘Holy shit did that really just happen?’ You thought to yourself. What you two had done was beyond risky and so insanely reckless. It could have gone wrong in about a million different ways, but you didn’t really allow yourself to dwell on that. At the end of the day, it was hot as hell and you would 100% do it again if you had the chance. Yeah the proper thing to say would be that it would never happen again but then again, you’ve never been very proper to begin with.

You fixed your dress the best you could and started walking to the bathroom. Only now feeling Lizzie’s fake cum starting to drip down your thigh.

“Fuck me” you whispered to yourself as you started speed walking to the nearest bathroom to assess the damage, chuckling at the irony of that statement. Thankfully you had access to the staff bathrooms because of Lizzie so you at least knew you wouldn’t accidentally run into any fangirls in there. Luckily for you, it was empty since all the convention staff were busy working the event so you had the whole bathroom to yourself.

You quickly walk up to a mirror and look at your reflection and what you see shocks the living shit out of you. Angry purplish red marks littered the side of your neck and breasts which you only now noticed were actually kind of sore. No amount of makeup in the world would be able to cover those up. Thankfully, the ones on your chest would mostly be covered by your dress and the ones on the side of your neck could be covered by your hair as long as you didn’t really move around too much.

As for the cum that had now dripped more than halfway down your thighs, you had a choice to make. Would you leave it and risk the embarrassment of someone seeing it, or would you wipe it off and deal with whatever consequences Lizzie had in mind?

The choice was actually kind of a no brainer. You had just had the best sex in your life from misbehaving once. Who knows how good it could get if you pissed her off twice in one day. There was only one way to find out. You went into a stall to grab some toilet paper and wiped yourself perfectly clean leaving no trace of the fake cum behind. As you did this you wondered in passing if Lizzie was serious about one day switching the fake cum out for the real thing. You made a mental note to ask her about it in the next few days just to check if that was a heat of the moment thing or if she was actually serious. Either way, you wouldn’t be mad about it.

You also noticed the faint bruises that were forming on your knees from landing on them so hard. You were sure they’d be even worse by tomorrow but hey that’s what pants were for.

You checked yourself in the mirror one last time to make sure you looked as presentable as you possibly could before heading out to the convention area to buy some food for the two of you. You ended up getting pizza for yourself and some weird quinoa dish for your girlfriend. She might be into all those grains and vegetables, but you were strictly a pizza and pasta kind of woman. You headed over to the area where you knew Lizzie was supposed to be doing her signing. Security let you pass with no problem seeing as they already knew you from the day before.

You walked up to the empty seat next to Lizzie and tapped her with your elbow to let her know you were there without interrupting her flow. She looked over at you with a soft smile on her face as she acknowledged your presence and then went back to finish signing someone’s fan art.

“Hey baby, I got you this quinoa thing. I think it looks kinda gross but you’ll probably love it.” You half whispered so as to be respectful of the people trying to get their merch signed.

Lizzie just chuckled and shook her head as she looked at your pizza, “You know it wouldn’t kill you to put something green in your body every once in a while.”

“Actually I think it would and you’d feel terrible if you were the reason for my demise” you shot back with a cheeky grin. She just rolled her eyes in fake annoyance at your sass. Having given up on getting you to eat your vegetables a long time ago.

You took a few bites of your pizza before deciding to poke the bear.

You leaned in close to make sure no one else overheard you “Sorry I took so long, I just had to go to the bathroom to freshen up the downstairs a bit”

As you pulled away you saw the smallest change in her expression as her eyes flashed with recognition. She looked down at your lap for a quarter of a second before going back to greeting a fan and signing their funko pop case. As they walked away she leaned in closely so her lips were brushing against your ear as she spoke, “Didn’t I tell you what would happen if you disobeyed me sweetheart?” Her sickly sweet tone sent a shiver up your spine.

“Technically you didn’t actually specify what would happen if I did so I’m gonna have to go with no” you quipped. Your smirk was evident in your voice despite Lizzie not being able to see it.

She never faltered though. “Let’s just see how cocky you are when we get back to the hotel baby. Cuz you’re in for one hell of a night.” Your pussy quivered in anticipation of what she had in store for you.

And just like that she pulled back in time for the next fan to be ushered in, acting like nothing had just happened. She greeted them with a warm smile and happily signed the poster they handed her as they gushed over how much they loved her. Boy she was one hell of an actress.

You spent the rest of the time eating your pizza and daydreaming about all the things your girlfriend was going to do to you when you got back to your hotel room. You couldn’t wait. What could you say? Being a brat has its upsides.

[wandasslut3000]

Mommy’s milk

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, mommy!kink, enchanted strap on, oral (w receiving), overstimulation, heavy breeding kink, possessiveness, cum play, fingering, cream pie, masturbation, cunnilingus, dirty talk, lactation kink, missionary, thigh riding, praise, marking, pet names, cock warming, cowboy, pregnancy

WC: 1.5k

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"Oh darling you look so pretty like that, mouth all stuffed with mommy's cock."

She smiles down at you, one of your hands on your knees while the other was gripping the base of the strap, your head bobbing up and down the toy.

You whimper, looking up at her with teary eyes as her fingers thread through your hair. You could feel your wetness growing with every touch she gives you, every word that leaves her lips.

She pulls you back, a little string of saliva being the only thing connecting you with the toy, the sight making Wanda throb.

"Those lips look so pretty detka, come up here and show mommy how well you can use them."

You smile, getting up from the bedroom floor and pushing her back onto the mattress, kissing her deeply. Wanda positions herself so that she's sitting up on the headboard, cock glistening, practically calling for you.

Her hands land on your hips, lifting them to help you straddle her. The strap slowly sinks into you, your lip trembling as you take it to the hilt.

"Aww, mama's baby's all filled up huh?" You nod, breathing heavily as you feel your walls clamp around the toy.

When you try to lift yourself in order to ride her, Wanda's grip on you tightens. You look at her slightly confused, a dark smirk on her face as she eyes you up and down.

"Unbutton my shirt." Your shaky hands do exactly as she says. Her pants and underwear had been discarded long ago, however she'd made sure of keeping on her top on.

This was because Wanda had a special surprise.

Unbeknownst to you, she'd ordered lactation hormones a few weeks prior. Her fantasies getting the better of her as she started taking them daily.

Her breasts had become more sensitive, swelling up slightly as her pert nipples were practically dripping.

When you took off her blouse, you'd noticed two wet spots staining her bra, your eyes widened and you looked up at her with a curious expression.

Wanda reaches behind her and unclips her bra, you whimper at the feeling of her shifting inside you. You stare at her chest as you feel your heart beat faster.

"Go on pretty girl."

You shiver, leaning down to take her nipple into your mouth, sucking on it and feeling the sweet liquid spirt down your throat. You moan around her, Wanda's hand holding the back of your head.

"There you go Y/n, you like that?" You nod around her. Her hips buck up, making her hit a special spot inside you. When you try to pull back, her grip on your hair tightens.

"Nuh uh, you're gonna take everything I give you, mommy's gonna fill that little tummy up." Her finger trailing down your skin and her palm gripping onto your stomach.

Your eyes shut at her words and you start to hear your wetness squelching with each thrust.

"Aww, does that turn you on detka? How cute."

"Yes mommy." you mumble against her. She smiles, her hand slipping down from your stomach, between your legs and playing with your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Wanda pulls you back from her for a moment, making you switch to her other nipple. She gasps, her hips flinching deeper into you as you feel yourself get closer to your release, clenching around her.

"Gonna fuck you full of mommy's babies, get you to make your own milk for me."

She wraps her arms around your waist, your legs trembling as you feel her cock pulse inside you. You look at her with doe eyes, "Please mama, fill me up."

"Cum with me princess, make a mess all over mommy’s cock." You lose it, that special spot inside you being hit repeatedly and making your eyes roll. You orgasm fazing through you without mercy.

Your hands hug her close, your body trembling as you feel Wanda's cum spill inside you. She grabs your chin, kissing you roughly and tasting herself on your tongue.

This time you pull yourself back, your hands going to her shoulders as you start to ride her, your gaze landing on her swollen nipples and her puffy lips.

"Oh- oh mommy, you make me feel so good- I want mama's babies to grow inside me, wanna get full of mommy's cum."

This awakens something in her. She flips you over, a squeal escaping you at the sudden movement.

Your legs are left spread apart as she practically impales you. You wrap them around her, keeping her close and your arms wrap around her neck.

Your foreheads pressed together as you both breathe into each other’s mouths. "I love you mommy, so so much."

This makes her smile, leaning down to kiss you again as she feels herself getting closer to her release.

"Mommy loves you more princess, you're so perfect, fuck- this body was made for me."

“All yours.. mmph- I’m all yours.”

You feel yourself getting closer and closer to your peak, "Ah- uh.. uph- mommy I'm gonna cum." Wanda's eyes shut at the noises you make, the sounds of your love echoing the room before you wail in pleasure.

Her seed paints your walls once more and you feel it ooze into your cervix, legs twitching as she gradually slows down.

Her lips find yours as she pulls out, making you whine against her. Her kisses trail down your neck, chest and stomach. Sucking a light mark on your navel.

She inspects your cunt, a blush tainting your cheeks from feeling so exposed to her. Her white juices sticking to your labia as she notices your hole clench around nothing.

Wanda smirks, gripping onto your thighs and licking a stripe up your slit. You whimper, your core still sensitive from the fucking you'd just received.

"Shh baby, just gonna clean you up." She swirls her tongue around your clit, your head falls back and you gasp. Your pearl throbbing as she sucked on it.

Your hand grips on her hair, your hips bucking into your face as you hear her loudly slurp your bundle of nerves. "Mommy- mommy! It feels so good!"

She doesn't let up, her fingers toying with your dripping hole, slipping her fingers into you and working you just as she had hundreds of times before.

"You taste so sweet." She mumbles against your little hairs as they tickle her lips.

"I'm gonna cum again mama," Wanda feels her strap pulse, her mouth doubling its efforts in bringing you pleasure.

You have your third orgasm of the night, your pussy practically leaking as you let Wanda lick you up, your eyes crossing for a moment at the sensation.

She gets onto her knees, and you watch her with your half lidded eyes. Her hand grabs her cock and she starts jerking herself off, throwing her head back as she feels herself reach her peak.

Her load squirts out onto you, painting your lower stomach and pussy, a moan of your name leaving her lips. You look down, taking a finger and collecting some of her seed onto it.

You make eye contact with her as you pop it into your mouth, groaning around it as if it was the best thing you'd ever tasted.

Wanda's pupils dilate drastically at the sight. She uses her magic to make the member between her legs vanish, her wet pussy pressing itself onto your thigh.

One hand lands on your stomach to hold herself up as she dragged herself against your thigh, the other grabbing your arm and pulling you to sit up.

Both of her hands move back to grip onto your hair as she guides you back into her chest, making you taste her again as you practically suck her dry.

You press kisses onto her breasts, leaving marks on them as she continues you grind on you, you feel her clit and outer lips against your skin with each thrust.

Your hands move to grip at her ass, pulling her closer to you and helping her reach her climax. She leans down and practically shoves her tongue into your mouth.

The both of you lose balance and fall back onto the mattress, erupting into a fit of giggles. Wanda wraps her legs around your waist as she settles on top of you, her head against your chest as you kiss her forehead.

"Wands... do you really think it'll work?" She looks up at you, a smile on her lips as she nods her head.

"Trust me detka, you'll be a mommy for me soon enough." She kisses the bottom of your jaw.

A month later, your hands shake at the sight of the positive pregnancy test. Your eyes tearing up as you and Wanda both share a look of excitement.

You were going to have her baby.

[oizysian]

hey, I love your writing! I wanted to request an elizabeth olsen x female reader fic smut where reader is also an actress and for a movie she needs to have a hot makeout scene with an actor (and reader agrees to do it only after seeking Lizzie’s permission ofcourse) and while lizzie thinks she would be okay with it, afterall its only work. But when she witnesses the shooting of the scene and the retakes and the post production final cut… yes she is feeling things. And so she and u have some fun time in bed and as she completely destroys u all she has in her head is “mine.” Its okay if u dont write it too, no pressure! :)

Bliss | Elizabeth Olsen

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: fingering (R receiving), lots of kisses, possessive/jealous Lizzie

AN: thank you so much! I’m getting to all my anons slowly, but requests are still open (always)!

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“Are you really sure it’s okay?” She asked for probably the millionth time.

“Yes, dove,” Elizabeth laughed, kissing Y/N’s forehead. “It’s perfectly okay. I do it all the time and I’ll be there watching so I know there won’t be any funny business.” She teased.

“No funny business from me.” Y/N smiled. “I’m completely obsessed with you.” She wrapped her arms around her girlfriends neck. “I’m gonna imagine it’s you the whole time.”

Lizzie laughed again.

“Better not think it’s me too much. I don’t want it going farther than it has to.”

Y/N scrunched up her nose and smiled up at her, kissing the corner of her mouth.

“You don’t have any stubble so that’ll definite ruin the immersion.”

“Good.” She tilted her head slightly so she could kiss her fully, slipping her tongue past her full lips, tongues and teeth clashing as they both expressed without words how much they meant to each other.

Y/N pulled away first, panting softy as she looked up at the puffy, pink lips of her girlfriend.

“It’s almost time for us to go. Brendan and I are shooting our scene today.”

“And Brendan better keep it professional.”

“He will.” She giggled, giving her a quick peck before releasing her and walking towards the door to retrieve her shoes.

Y/N knew that Lizzie would be keeping watch like a guard dog the whole time and the thought made her giddy and warm with love. She had never had someone so protective, so loving towards her before. It was something new that she never wanted to lose.

“Are you ready?” She asked as she slipped on her sneakers, Lizzie nodding at her before grabbing her car keys off the table.

“Ready.”

•

After Y/N had her hair and makeup done, she was ready for her first kissing scene with a man. Or anyone, actually. This was her first big film and she had only accepted the job after making sure it was okay with her girlfriend a thousand times. She assured her time and time again that it would be fine, but Y/N was still a nervous wreck.

Lizzie watched as the actors got into position, feeling very odd being on the opposite side of the camera for once. She smiled at Y/N, an encouraging, loving smile, letting her know she would do great – and Lizzie knew she would. Y/N was a fantastic up and coming talent and she only hoped she’d be able to work beside her girlfriend one day.

“Alright everyone! This is scene twenty-two, take one!”

Everyone got quiet and all eyes were on Y/N and her co-star Brendan. They both looked quite frightened, smiling at each other and giggling at their nervousness. Lizzie felt a pang of jealousy bubble up in her chest at the sight. No, this was just a job. She watched seen Elizabeth do a sex scene, for gods sake – this was just a kiss.

“And … action!”

Instantly, Y/N went from nervous to professional, as did Brendan, and they began to act out their scene. Lizzie watched in awe as her girlfriend actually made it believable that she was in love with this man, and held her breath as they got closer and closer to each other.

The kiss was passionate and fiery to onlookers, but Y/N would describe it as chaste and flavorless. As much as she tried to imagine she was kissing Elizabeth, the harsh reality of the kiss was brushing against her face – stubble was not a nice feeling.

“And, cut! Beautiful work, you two! Have a nice break.”

They parted, Y/N instantly pulling away from her co-star and smiling politely at him, congratulating him on a job well done. She looked from Brendan to Lizzie and could almost see the smoke coming out of her ears. Her eyes her deep, dark green and her lips were pursed.

Y/N walked up to her, taking her hand and tugging on it before speaking to her.

“How’d I do?”

Lizzie shifted her eyes from Brendan, who she was staring daggers at, to Y/N, her gaze softening at how innocent her girlfriend was.

“You did amazing, baby. I believed it.” She let out a shaky laugh and Y/N smiled slightly at the compliment.

“Thank you. It was so hard to imagine it was you with that stubble brushing against my chin.”

She smiled up at Lizzie and she did her best to return the gesture. Seeing Y/N with someone else did something to her. She couldn’t quite explain it, but it made her want to claim her, make it so that Y/N would never look at anyone else ever.

•

“What’d you think of the movie?” Y/N asked softly, propping herself up on her elbow as she looked over at her girlfriend who barely said a word after watching it.

“I thought it was good.” She rolled over to face her, but couldn’t help gritting her teeth at the memory of Y/N kissing someone that wasn’t her. “You were fantastic.”

“You think so?” She blushed, the pink hue traveling down towards the fullness of her breasts, coloring her normally pale skin.

She nodded and brought her hand up to stroke her cheek. Y/N leaned into her touch, almost purring at the affection and praise she was receiving.

“You just …” she spoke quietly, not wanting to ruin the moment. “You just seemed so quiet after we watched it. I thought you might not have liked it.”

“I did.” She assured her, her thumb stroking the softness of her cheek. “I just …”

Y/N tilted her head in question, waiting for her to continue.

“Seeing you with someone else … made me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

“What’d you feel?” She asked nervously.

“Jealousy. The urge to just take you. Make you mine.”

“I am yours.” Y/N assured her, and Lizzie nodded.

“I know.”

Y/N slid herself closer to her girlfriend, burying her face in the crook of her neck and kissing her softly.

“Why don’t you then?” She whispered.

“Hm?” Lizzie questioned.

“Take me.”

Without another word, Lizzie flipped them over, peppering Y/N’s neck with hot, open mouthed kisses, leaving a trail down her body as she reached her breasts that were covered by a flimsy tank top.

Lizzie sat on top of her, tugging the garment up and over her head and tossing it off the bed. She latched onto one of her nipples before Y/N could even register that she was topless, and she grabbed a fistful of golden locks as her tongue swirled around the hardened bud.

“Lizzie,” she moaned softly, her eyes falling shut as she felt her teeth sink gently into her sensitive flesh. “Need you.”

Her hands greedily grabbed at her hips, lifting them up so she could slide her shorts and panties off. The rest of her clothes met with the forgotten tank top and before anything else could be said, Lizzie pressed two fingers against her aching cunt, pushing them inside slowly.

“Ahh, Lizzie!” She cried out, her hips bucking as her strong fingers pumped in and out of her, curling when they were at the deepest point to hit her most sensitive spot.

Lizzie’s other hand gripped at her thigh, raising it up and wrapping it around her waist as she fucked her. She released her breast with a pop, leaving a dark, wet hickey behind. She smiled proudly at her work and raised herself back up so she could capture her lips with her own, claiming her mouth.

Y/N moaned softly as Lizzie took her completely, her tongue exploring her mouth, her fingers fucking her pussy.

Y/N rocked against her hand, her nails digging into the skin of Lizzie’s back as she fucked her hard and fast.

“You want more?” She asked breathlessly and she nodded eagerly.

She slipped herself out for just a second to then reenter her with three fingers, her thumb swirling around her throbbing clit. Y/N was seeing stars as she got fucked, her moans becoming pathetic whimpers.

“I feel you … fucking tight … you gonna cum for me?” She panted between kisses.

“Yes,” she whined, looking into the beautiful eyes of her girlfriend. “I’m gonna …”

Her jaw fell slack as she came, and Lizzie took this opportunity to slip her tongue back into her mouth, kissing her passionately. She swallowed her desperate moans, wanting to claim every inch of her; every sound, every motion she made, Lizzie wanted to keep for herself.

“My beautiful girl,” Lizzie whispered softly against her lips, watching as the other girl came down from her high. “And all mine.”

Y/N looked up at her with heavy eyes, smiling lazily at her words.

“I told you,”

She slipped her fingers out of her wetness, bringing them up to her mouth and sucking them clean.

Lizzie’s mind was full of Y/N. She was surrounded by her; her smell, her taste, the feel of her. All she could think about was making her scream with pleasure all night, giving her hickeys all over her body and leaving her completely blissed out. She knew that nobody else would make her feel like this, and she knew she wouldn’t want to mark her territory on anyone else. Y/N was all that she wanted.

“I’m yours.”

[the-art-of-gay]

Doing my duties as the supportive fiancé, please go check out this Elizabeth Olsen x Reader story on wattpad! This is definitely rated 18+

Description:

This will be a Lizzie-Y/N story.

I will be using she/ her pronouns but feel free to change them to accommodate your preferences:)

Both Lizzie and y/n are teenagers in a private school. Lizzie's family has money, as opposed to y/n who is on a scholarship.

If you guys know girls aloud then you'll know Cheryl, Kimba, Nadine, Sarah, and Nicola.

Scarlett Johansson will also be in the story but she'll be a bit older and her family also has hella money.

My first Lizzie-Y/N fanfic so please be kind 😫

Also, I like angst so 😶

TW- mature themes such as swearing, smut, self harm, abuse etc.

The book is completed, will be updating chapters regularly!

Taylor Swift lyrics will be used throughout:)

[maxiroff]

Happy birthday ~ Elizabeth Olsen

Summary: You using the present you got Elizabeth for her birthday.

Paring: Elizabeth Olsen x reader

Word count: 618

Warnings: smut, strap-on use (Elizabeth receiving)

squirting, little mommy kink and dirty talking.

Note: Please give me tips on how I can improve my writing. English is not my first language so there may be mistakes. Hope you enjoy:)

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“Oh god baby right there!” She screamed as your strap kept hitting her g-spot with every thrust. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of your thighs rutting against the back of her own and the loud moans floating through the air. Thank God you didn't have any neighbors.

You kept your pace up as one of your hands traveled towards her clit whilst you placed soft kisses up her spine. Her clit throbbed beneath your fingers as you slowly started to rub teasing circles around it.

“Please I need more, make me cum again. Your strap feels so good inside me stretching me out.” You sped up your fingers making her back arch giving you the perfect view of her ass.

“Fuck baby you look so good like this I can feel you squeezing around my cock, are you close baby?

Between your strap fucking in to her at a harsh pase and your fingers on her clit she could fell her stomach tighten to an almost painful level. “Yes please I’m so close, please let me I cum need it!”.

She could feel your free hand traveling its way up her body only stopping to play with her tits. Pinching and pulling on her sore pink nipples until they were puffy and over sensitive. Your lips making their way up her neck sucking and nibbling with your teeth to mark her as your own. She hissed when you accidentally bit her a little too hard as the strap touched your clit at the perfect angel making it throb with need. You licked your tongue over the mark and up towards her ear. “Cum”

It was all too much. Your stap, yor fingers and your mouth on her all at the same time made her lose control and when she heard you whisper cum in her ear she let go.

“ Fuck, Fuck Mommy I’m cumming ahhh” hot liquid squirted out of her at every thrust coating both of your thighs and the bed.

“Oh God I'm cumming too baby fuckkkk”. Just the sight of her squirting made you cum. It was the hottest thing you've ever seen. You started to slow down your pace after working out both your orgasms not wanting to over stimulate her. As you carefully pulled out the soaked strap and Liz’s knees gave out and she fell on the bed panting hard.

You quickly took off the strap and tossed it to the floor making a mental note to clean it later as you carefully laid down on the bed beside Lizzie. She laid her head comfortably on your soft chest and tangled her legs with yours as you laid our arm around her holding her tight.

“Are you okay baby, do you need anything” you asked as you laid a soft kiss at the top of her head.

“I’m okay thanks though, I just want to cuddle” You could both hear and feel as she let out a tired sight as she said those words.

“Okay we’ll do that baby dont worry and happy birthday again my love”. You felt her shift as she turned her head to you showing you her big beautiful green eyes and dopey smile.

“Thank you I love you so much you have no idea”. “Hmmm I might have some idea” you said giggling watching her eyes light up at the sound. “And I love you too, to the moon and back” You pressed your soft lips against her plump ones, sighing at the feeling of hers on yours. “By the way, Mommy, what's that about?”. Her cheeks turned red as she tucked her head tightly in your neck whining out a quiet “Nothing”

[natashaslittlegirl]

Sweet Sin - WM

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORKS. MINORS DNI +18 ONLY.

Sweet Sin | Sweet Wanda | Sweet blood

Summary: Your dream university and the one to which you were admitted is Catholic, the last requirement is that you have to take communion. Being a non-believer girl you were going to give up, until you remembered one of your neighbors thay could help, Wanda Maximoff, head of the choir and catholic teacher in your town.

Catholic teacher ! Wanda Maximoff x Student ! Reader

Smut, dirty talk, oral sex (w receiving), vaginal fingering (w receiving), praise kink, hair pulling, finger sucking, semi-public sex, church sex, age gap (legal r).

Words Count: 1400+ 

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"Thank you, Miss Maximoff, for agreeing to teach me," you said smiling at the woman in front of you. "I really appreciate it."

"It's okay sweetheart, it's never too late." She smiles back at you to start catechism class.

You didn't like the church, or God, or anything that has to do with religion, but the university of your dreams was Catholic, so you swallowed your pride and started with communion to be able to enter.

Your neighbor, Miss Maximoff, was very sweet to you, letting you into the church for private lessons, she couldn't put you in the class with the nine and ten year olds kids, it would be torture.

So that's what your summer Saturdays were going to be like, three hours in church between Wanda's classes, and then the one-hour mass.

Sometimes you stayed a little longer than you should, helping your neighbor tidy up the rooms and the church. It is the least you could do since she was helping you fulfill your dream.

Not only that, you also had a little crush on her. The woman was beautiful, but she was unfortunately married to a disgusting man and she had two children, she was also extremely devoted to God, which if she found out that you are a lesbian she would probably pass out.

This Sunday the church had a charity event, a food fair with the whole town participating so that the money raised goes to the orphanage.

Wanda requested your help to prepare the salon for the event, which was behind the church, so here you were carrying chairs from the church storage room to the salon.

You spent all morning carrying and bringing things, your arms were already tired from so much effort, but it was worth it, since seeing the beautiful woman who gave you private lessons, in a black dress that fits perfectly fine her figure was worth all your time.

"Honey, can you help me bring some boxes from the storage room? I've already put the food on the tables, just need the decorations." She asked you smiling to which you nodded and walked next to her.

"My arms just hurt a bit, is it heavy what we have to carry, Wanda?" She tortured you into calling her by her name, you that calling her by her last name so formally made her feel old, even though you assured her she wasn't.

What you didn't know was that she didn't want you to call her that because of how much it turned her on, having that little authority over you.

"Oh, swettie, why didn't you tell me you were tired?" She stopped before entering the deposit, putting one of her hands on your cheek, caressing it.

"Because I'm okay, Miss Maximoff, I can go on" you smiled assuring her not to worry. A devilish grin formed on her face at hearing her name.

"You were a very good girl for me all morning honey, helping me so well, I think you deserve a reward don't you?" The smirk on her face got you, nodding as fast as you could. "Come with me, baby."

She opened the door, entering the room and closing the door right after you passed, leading you by the hand to where the organ was, the one that played every time the choir sang. Wanda positioned herself on top of it, putting you between her legs.

"Do you want your reward, sweetheart?" Her hand still grabbing yours, you gave it a squeeze as you nodded. She released you to start pulling her dress up, leaving it coiled to her hips, your lips parting at the revealing of her bare wet pussy, glistening with the little sunlight coming through a window.

Your mouth watered, there she was, legs spread, almost dripping in front of you. You sighed at the thought of tasting her, your hands went to her thighs, caressing them.

"Come on, take it, honey." she encouraged you and you fell to your knees to the ground, without taking your eyes off hers, now dark green, full of lust and desire.

You didn't waste another second and brought your face closer to your neighbor's pussy, the most devoted woman to God in the whole town was now exposed and wet at your disposal. And you were totally ready to sin.

Your tongue curled over her clit, causing her hands to go to your hair at the first lick, making you moan at the sweet taste of her.

If this was like eating the forbidden fruit, you'll sin every day for her, the most delicious and sweet sin you tasted in your entire life.

"Mhm yes, so good, dear." Wanda was trying not to moan so loudly, as even the little sounds echoed in the giant room, but you didn't care, you wanted her to scream until there was no air left in her lungs.

Your tongue ran up and down her wet folds, alternating between her entrance and her clit, her hand still in your hair, pulling you closer, if that was possible.

You plunged a finger into her without warning, stealing a loud deep moan from her throat, causing her to bring her own hand to her mouth to muffle the sounds coming from her.

You started slow, making her growl in desperation, bucking her hips against your face, another finger entered her, now two were working on her entrance while your tongue was on her clit, licking and sucking it.

Wanda's legs began to shake, squeezing your head, curling your fingers inside her, touching her g-spot, she felt in heaven.

You looked up, seeing how she had her head thrown back, one of her hands still covering her mouth, her brows knitted together and her chest heaving sharply for air.

"Don't stop honey, I'm so close, oh you're so good at this."

You doubled your efforts, even though you were already tired, but all of that vanished with the moans that Wanda let out of her lips.

"Oh fucking god, I-I'm gonna cum." and you stopped, suddenly you stopped and she looked down at you, with her eyes wide open and furrowed brows, not understanding what happened.

"That's not my name." and then she realized.

"Come on, Y/N, don't fuck with me now" a smirk formed on your face, her deep and agitated tone of voice sent a shiver down your spine, the way your name left her lips sent a wave of wetness to your core.

"I am fucking you now, Miss Maximoff." She growled at her name, grabbing your hair to pull it hard, making you groan at the tight grip.

"Don't be a brat now and make me cum, or you're gonna regret this." Her voice loaded with authority was all it took to start moving your fingers again, fast and hard, curling them while your tongue sucked on her already swollen clit.

Wanda came undone moaning your name, falling from her lips like every Sunday prayer. Getting you soaked with her cumming while you helped her ride her high.

You pulled your fingers out of her, bringing them to her mouth, for her to licking them clean, she moaned at her own taste.

"You taste so good, Miss Maximoff."

"I can't wait to taste you, my good little angel."

You shared a wet yet soft kiss, with her hands fixing your messy hair and yours in the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. When the lack of air became present, you both separated, you helped her get off the organ and adjusted her dress.

"Come on, we still have to decorate the room, sweet girl," but before going to the church, Wanda grabbed your wrist pulling you closer to her, your back crashing to her front just to whisper in your ear "I'll wait for you after the event."

[gingiesworld]

Plaything (Kinktober)

Jane Banner x GN! Reader

Warnings: Smut. Jane tied up and spread. Amab! Reader

Taglist: @bababaka @natashaswife4125 @natashamaximoff-69 @wizardofstories @canvascoloredin

18+ MINORS DNI

Jane didn't really understand how she had got herself in her position right now. Tied up to a bed. One bed post for each limb as she lay bare. Y/N, a well known mob boss was sat on a chair at the foot of the bed. Watching each breath that Jane had took, the wetness that was pooling between her legs.

"You know, I think I am off of my game if they sent a rookie to come after me." They smirked as they played with the blade in their hands.

"I am not a rookie." Jane told them confidently, given the situation.

"Well, with the you being tied up says otherwise Ms Banner." Y/N stood up and approached the side of the bed, looking down upon her as they soon danced the cool blade around her skin. "I know who you are. I did my research."

"Fuck you." Jane spat at them as they chuckled darkly. Soon carving their initials into her side, causing her to bite her lip at the brief pain.

"You know, I did originally expect an older fella but you were a surprise." They smirked as they placed the blade down on the table before their fingers started to dance around her skin. Jane avoided eye contact as her skin began to tingle beneath their touch. "The usual ones, I just carve them up and dispose of them like garbage, but you." Their hand made it's way towards her centre, running their finger through her folds as she tried and failed to hold back a moan. "I think I might just keep you for my own pleasure." They hummed at the taste of her arousal on their fingers before they thrust three fingers inside of her. "All mine to play with. My very own plaything."

"I am not yours." Jane tried only to be cut off when a moan left her lips as Y/N brushed against her g spot.

"Those sounds suggest otherwise." They whispered in her ear before leaning back to look into her eyes. A smirk on their face. "You would be the perfect breeder for my heir." They sneered as Jane shook her head, their breath fanning over her lips as they added a fourth finger.

"No." She told them as Y/N just smirked.

"Would you rather die?" They feigned their own grief, as though they cared for her. "Don't worry, in 9 months you will die the moment our child is in my arms."

"No." She cried as she spasmed beneath them, shamefully coming as they laughed darkly. "No." She watched as they undone their belt and removed their trousers and underwear.

"You will look perfect all round." They lined their cock with her puffy dripping cunt before slamming into her. Not giving her time to adjust as they rammed into her, hard and deep. Jane could taste blood as she bit her lip to contain her moans that wanted to escape. Although the arousal dripping from her was failing her hardened exterior. She was a mess for them and they loved it.

Their hands scratched down her sides as they reached their climax, soon lining her womb with their sperm. Once they had calmed down, they pulled out and smirked at their cum dripping down her folds. Reaching over for a butt plug, they slipped it inside of her cunt.

"Just a precaution to make sure you are bred." They smirked before leaving her, laying exposed as she tried to gather herself. The fear that she will never see her friends and family again all coming down on her as she cried into the dark room.

[wandafiction]

Master list

This page is aimed towards an 18+ audience. There is a lot of fluff, a lot of angst and of course smut. Please read any warnings at the start of each of the fics.

I write on here, Wattpad and Ao3 my name being the same across the board. I currently have a Wanda x reader book on those platforms, that is currently sat at 132 chapters but is unfinished.

Requests are currently closed.

I mainly write for Elizabeth Olsen & Wanda Maximoff and Scarlett Johansson & Natasha Romanoff, but may throw other Marvel Women and their characters in the mix from time to time.

Elizabeth Olsen

One Shots

She Calls Me Daddy 18+

Happy Birthday

Mommy's Girl 18+

Can't Do This Alone - Parent Elizabeth & Robbie Arnett

Rearview Mirror

Wanda Maximoff

Book

Just Us - Chapters Completed 132/?

One Shots

You Remember

Supportive Friend - Platonic Wanda & Nat

Aunty Wanda

Jealous

I got Him - WandaNat

I got Him - Part 2 18+

Amusement Park

Beautiful Crazy

Heart Like Yours

Mini Series

In Every Universe

Tortured Love

Scarlett Johansson

One Shots

She's My Wife - Part 1

She's My Wife - Part 2

I've Seen The Edits

Natasha Romanoff

One Shots

Drunk

I Got Him - WandaNat

I Got Him - Part 2 18+

You Stupid, Stupid Idiot

Other Marvel Women

One Shots

Cooking With Flo - Florence Pugh

I've Missed You 18+ - Carol Danvers