#eve fletcher smut

[ariascoven]

⟡ AFTER MIDNIGHT

PAIRING : eve fletcher x reader

CONTENT / WARNINGS : reader referred to as a girl. legal age gap. petnames (honey, baby, sweetheart & doll). public display of affection. public restroom. oral (eve receiving). fingering (reader receiving). little bit of praising. biting. mommy kink.

WORD COUNT : 3.1k

MY MASTERLIST

As soon as you step inside the bar, you immediately regret the entirety of your life choices. The smell of alcohol, the screaming, the music blaring — it was all too much for you. But you promised your friends from your literature class that you would come. With a deep regretful sigh, you make your way towards the bar, heels clicking against the floor rhythmically. “Hey, can I get a vodka, please?” You ask the bartender, the loudness forcing you to speak louder than you're used to and making you wince at the sound of your own voice. The guy nods, turning around to make your drink. You sigh once more, looking around and taking notice of the way everyone was having fun except you. You just hate going out. You look down at yourself, judging the outfit you picked for the night; a short, navy blue dress that was glued to your body, showcasing all of your curves — or the lack of, accompanied by a pair of black heels. Suddenly feeling self-conscious, you wrap your arms around yourself in an attempt to hide from others’ prying gazes, even though you're sure no one was looking your way. That is, until you notice her, Eve Fletcher, the middle aged woman with whom you share your class with. She smiles, looking as beautiful as ever. She's sitting on a round table with the other students and the teacher, her hand waving around in a silent request for you to join them. You take your drink from the barista, muttering your thanks before slowly making your way to the table, dragging your feet across the bar and wishing you could go back home.

“Hey, honey!” Eve greets warmly, standing up to give you a quick hug. You smile, rubbing her back affectionately and muttering a quiet ‘hi’. “Here, sit with us. Wow, you look amazing in that dress!” The sound of her voice seems to calm your nerves down as you sit on the chair right beside hers, subtly moving it to get even closer. You greet the others, nervousness washing over you — they've never seen you like this, only wearing oversized clothing to class and putting your hair up if you were lucky enough. You hug yourself, using the excuse that the air was getting cold. “Oh, baby, you didn't bring a jacket with you? Here, take mine, I'm not cold.” Eve’s voice takes a motherly tone as she throws her jacket over your shoulders and rubs your arms before pulling back and taking a sip from her own drink. She then notices the glass in your hand, nodding towards it. “Vodka?” You nod. “Tequila.” She says, swirling her cup around. The others talk and laugh together, but all you can do is focus on the couples dancing together on the dance floor.

You've been feeling terribly lonely lately, the realization that you've never had a relationship before hitting you like a truck. You're 20, for God’s sake! Of course you know that you're still young, but watching everyone around you experiencing love while you're sitting on the bench, just waiting for your turn… it gets tiring at a certain point. You let out a small sigh that feels like the 100th one that night, resting your cheek on your hand. Lost in your thoughts, you didn't even realize Curtis and Margo had left the table and joined the dance floor as well. Eve studies you intently, but before she can say anything, Julian snatches her to dance and you're left all alone, sadly sipping on your vodka. You smile, watching Eve dancing around happily. Julian is clearly flirting with her, does she know that? Maybe she does, maybe she's flirting back. You frown. Is she? The young man leans in to whisper something in her ear before disappearing in the crowd, probably going to the bathroom or to get a drink.

Then your heart takes a leap inside your chest when the older woman turns to look at you, eyes searching yours. She smiles, waving her hand and beckoning you closer. Awkwardly, you march through the crowded space. “Is something wrong, honey?” Her angelic voice fills your ears, giving you butterflies. You wave a dismissive hand, shaking your head. “Nah, nothing wrong. Just… you know. Life. Or, not-life.” Eve gives you an understanding smile, giggling. She steps closer to you, arms reaching out to wrap around your neck. Your tongue flicks out to wet your suddenly dry lips, hands instinctively gripping her waist. It felt like heaven, your bodies moving together in the rhythm of whatever song was playing in the crowded bar, whatever, you didn't recognize it. But Eve did. Her eyes are closed as she hums along, the dim lighting of the room making you wonder if she was actually real — you've met lots of beautiful women before, but Eve was just out of this world. A tentative hand reaches to touch her cheek, cupping it tenderly. Her eyes snap open in surprise at the touch, but she quickly melts and leans into it. Your last brain cells are arguing inside your head, one yelling at you to kiss her, the other yelling the exact opposite. But before you can make up your mind, she turns around, pressing her back against your chest. Your heart races at the sudden change, the hand previously on her cheek now awkwardly resting on her waist.

You quickly warm up to the position, your hands gripping her waist with more confidence, slowly sliding down to her hips. She seems to like that, head leaning back to rest on your shoulder while her hand moves to the back of your neck. Your cheeks brush against each other, your eyes closed as you sway together, hips moving together in a sensual dance. The scent of the older woman mixed with the intimacy of the moment is driving you mad with arousal. Your head dips down to nuzzle her neck, inhaling deeply before placing a tender kiss on the soft skin. She makes a noise that sounds a bit too much like a moan, a spark of hope igniting inside of you. You repeat the gesture, causing her head to tilt to the side, giving you further access. You grin against her, peppering the sensitive skin with kisses and small nips. Feeling emboldened by Eve’s quickening heartbeat, your tongue darts out to taste her. She groans lowly, her hand squeezing the back of your neck slightly. Nibbling on her earlobe, a sneaky hand slides up to grope her breast. She gasps, turning her head to look at you with wide eyes. “What are you doing?” She whispers with urgency, but doesn't make any effort to move away from you.

“Living a little. What are you doing?” You have no idea where that came from — the confidence. You're usually a really shy girl, in fact, you're barely able to talk to the middle aged woman during class, preferring to just sit back and admire her from afar. But as you feel her body pressing against yours, you wish you would've done it sooner. Her gaze sends a jolt straight to your throbbing core. She bites her lower lip and the sight is too much. You lean down, kissing her fiercely. She groans against your mouth, spinning around in your arms and pulling you closer, hands tangling in your hair. She bites your lower lip, the action eliciting a hiss from you. You break the kiss, both of you panting. “I always wanted to do that.” She confessed, her low voice turning your brain into mush.

Decidedly, you grab her hand and drag her to the female restroom in a hurry, as if the world is ending. Eve laughs and apologizes to the people you bump into, your mind too focused on getting to the destination to even realize. As you get inside, neither of you notice how filthy the place is as you hurriedly push Eve inside one of the stalls, locking the door and pushing her against it. She grins when you press your body against hers, a low chuckle escaping her lips. “Didn't know you were that bold, doll.” The endearment and the way she says it sends a shiver down your spine. Your lips move to silence her in a fiery kiss, your tongue slipping inside her mouth. Your leg finds its way between hers, pressing up against her. A smirk splatters across your face when you feel her hips grinding down against you, a needy whimper slipping past her red lipstick lips, now puffy from the intensity of your kisses.

You allow her to find her own pace, focusing on the sensitive skin of her neck as you lean down to lick and bite, your teeth grazing against her deliciously. You could stay like that for hours, the taste of her was like a drug, and you were addicted. Your hands knead the older woman’s breasts over her black dress, causing her to moan at the touch, eyes fluttering close while she throws her head back against the cold door. Her hips quicken their pace, grinding almost desperately. You feel your own pussy throbbing when she opens her eyes, looking at you with nothing but pure lust. “Get on your knees.” You could cum just from the demanding tone in her voice, sinking to your knees ridiculously fast and wincing at the bruise that will definitely appear. You have to push the thoughts of how disgusting that public bathroom floor is aside and focus on the woman staring down at you, a side grin that gives you goosebumps playing on her lips. Her hands grip the hem of her dress, hiking the fabric up around her hips. Your mouth waters at the sight, your own hands reaching to grip her thighs. You look up as if asking for permission and she nods, ruffling your hair affectionately.

Your eyes flutter and you lean closer, licking a thick stripe up the fabric of her damp underwear. The action elicits a deep groan from her, her hips bucking instinctively while she tugs at your hair, pulling harshly. A pathetic whine falls from your lips, trembling hands moving to slide her panties down her legs. She breathes out as the cold air hits her most intimate parts, rolling her hips against nothing. “Fuck.” She hisses when you finally touch her, licking her folds and kissing her clit gently, almost teaing. Your fingers leave red marks on her thighs, where you squeeze hard, kneading her flesh. She rides your face, body undulating as you explore every inch of her. You can feel the wetness dripping down your own thighs, face flushing at how embarrassingly needy you've gotten just from eating her out. Your tongue circles her clit slowly before taking it inside your mouth and sucking hard. You look up just in time to see her eyes rolling into the back of her head, hand moving to cover her own mouth and muffle the noises threatening to spill out. You fight the urge to pinch yourself, to make sure this is real life and not another wet dream. Eve seems to read your mind, pulling your head back to look up harshly, hurting your sensitive scalp. “Look at me while you eat my cunt.”

That's the best thing she could ever ask from you, you think. You feel small under her piercing and condescending gaze, eyes locked onto hers. You slow down, your tongue giving small kitten licks. You do it on purpose, knowing the older woman is growing impatient as she glares daggers down at you. Plunging your tongue inside her without a warning, you take her by surprise. And just like that, her resolve crumbles, eyes snapping shut and knees going weak as she holds herself up by gripping the walls. She lets out a loud, almost pornographic moan that only serves to make you wetter, your underwear clinging uncomfortably to your skin. You whimper around her, fucking her with your tongue as fast as you can, eyes never looking away from the blissful expression on her face. Her inner walls flutter and clench around you, encouraging you to move even faster. When her body starts trembling, you know she's close. You watch with lustful eyes as her moans become nothing but high pitched nonsense. Her words are slurred out, and the only thing you're able to make out is, “Keep going, baby, I'm so close.”

“Shit!” She cries out, cumming hard around your tongue. It makes you whine, your eyes rolling back at the sweetest taste you've ever felt in your mouth. You slow down your ministrations, but don't stop until Eve is panting and gasping, sweat covering her forehead and dripping down her face. “Jesus… fucking Christ.” She breathes out, looking down at you with a side smirk. You pull back, wiping the remains of her arousal off your face with the back of your hand and standing up, locking your lips together in a gentle kiss. She hums, arms wrapping around your neck lazily, the closeness between your bodies causing you to feel just how much she is shaking and her heart is racing. “Mmm, now we need to take care of you, don't you think, honey?” She speaks against your lips, raising a brow suggestively. You nod eagerly, squeezing her ass. She groans then chuckles, fixing her dress as you slide her panties back up. “Let's go to my place, doll.” She whispers against your ear, then nips your earlobe playfully.

Back at Eve’s house, your brain barely registers where you are when she pushes you down onto her bed, a yelp escaping from your lips. She crawls on top of you and buries her face in your neck, biting down harshly. “Please…” You cry out, body arching up against her, wide eyes pleading for her to take you. When her hands grip the hem of your dress, you expect her to hike it around your waist, but instead she pulls it over your head and gets rid of your underwear in the blink of an eye. Your brain stops working when she attaches her lips to your nipple while twisting the other between her long fingers, and you can't wait to have them inside of you. She looks up at you and the sinful sight drives you crazy with desire, barely able to form any coherent thoughts. You wanted this for so long, ever since she walked inside that small classroom looking like a goddess, but never did anything about it, being too shy and untrusting of your flirting skills — spoiler alert, you had none. After giving both of your breasts the exact same attention, leaving both of your peaks hardened under her touches, she kisses her way down your body.

All you can do is whine, knuckles turning white as your fingers grip the sheets as if your life depends on it. Her hands work to pull your legs apart, allowing her to bury her face between them. Your quiet whines turn into loud moans as she devours your pussy as if it's her last meal, groaning at the taste. Your hips buck upwards on their own accord, seeking her mouth. Wet noises and moans fill the otherwise quiet room and you thank God for the fact that Eve lives in a house and not in an apartment, that way you don't have to worry about neighbors hearing the noises of your pleasure. Even if you wanted to, you wouldn't be able to keep quiet; Eve’s tongue is too good. Without thinking, you mutter. “Mommy…” The word causes both of you to pause. Your body tenses, your eyes wide with pure horror. However, Eve grins wickedly. “What did you just call me, honey?” She purrs, her chin and nose drenched in your juices. When she notices you're too embarrassed to respond, she speaks up again. “Such a dirty girl, calling me mommy. I think I like that.” Relief washes over you at her words, moaning when her fingers slide down your slit and collecting your arousal. She sucks her own fingers, humming in approval. “All this for me. You've dreamed about this, haven't you?” She nagged, crawling up your body, her nose now brushing against yours. You nod in embarrassment, cheeks covered in a pink color.

Your mouth drops open in a silent moan when she cups your pussy, rubbing her palm against your clit lazily. “Wanna call me that again, sweetheart?” She coos, her voice honeyed. It makes you dizzy, all of it — the tone of her voice, the way she looks at you, her fingers caressing your soaked folds. “Mommy.” You utter quietly. She kisses you tenderly, finally slipping two digits inside your cunt and making you moan around her. Her fingers are easily welcomed into you due to how wet you are, curling to hit the spot that makes you see stars. “Mine.” She whispers in between wet, sloppy kisses. “My pretty girl, all mine.” Her voice takes a possessive tone as she pulls back to look down at you hungrily, biting her lower lip in the way that drives you insane. A third finger joins in, causing your eyes to roll back. She moves to your breasts, alternating between them as she licks your peaks.

One of your hands let go of the sheets to wipe your chin, realizing you're drooling from the intense pleasure. A chain of cuss words leave your lips as you feel your orgasm approaching, the familiar knot in your stomach as you ride her fingers. Your breath comes in small gasps and you bring a hand to your hair, brushing the wild strands of hair away from your sweaty forehead. Her name comes out of your mouth in a loud, long moan as your body convulses beneath her. She moans, feeling your pussy clench desperately around her speedy fingers, who keeps fucking you until you're begging for her to stop. You close your eyes, mind still spinning. “What just happened?” You mutter breathlessly, eliciting a giggle from the older woman. You're panting like you just ran a marathon and her hand is covered in your cum. She forces your mouth open by squeezing your cheeks with her clean hand, the sudden act causing your eyes to snap open. Then, she shoves her fingers into your mouth. You don't complain, looking into her eyes as you suck them clean, tasting yourself. When you're done, she gently removes her fingers from your mouth and cups your face, giving you a quick kiss. “You seem tired, baby. Go to sleep, mommy will take care of you, alright?” These are the last words you hear before drifting off to the best post-fuck sleep you've ever had.

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[imdoingsortagay]

Give me something to dream about

Summary: As Eve Fletcher's best friend, you help her experience the joy that comes from sleepovers.

wordcount: 3.8k

a/n: enjoy this nerds

Warnings: Smut below the cut, 18+ below, MINORS DNI OR I'M BLOCKING, masturbating, dirty dreams, Rachel Weisz, oral( r receiving), fingering ( both r)

“ you’ve never had a sleepover Eve?” 

It was a regular occurrence for the two of you to meet during the week. 

Every week on Tuesday, you and Eve would go to a local coffee shop to enjoy each other’s company, talk about life, and whatnot. Like today when the older woman was talking to you about how she didn’t have a “ regular “ experience growing up. 

To be fair, Eve isn’t a “ regular “ person in her humble opinion. As she’s a woman in her mid 30’s just now exploring who she is in all aspects of her life.

Sexually too as she didn’t know there was so much to bringing yourself to pleasure and so she felt a little embarrassed when you asked if she had a sleepover in all of her years of living. 

“ I didn’t have many friends in my old town y/n,” Eve says before taking a sip of her latte, “ nobody was lining up to be my friend and so stuff like that.” 

“ I definitely would have pretty girl,” and the moment that your words come out of your mouth, Eve can’t help but blush at the compliment. All these years of knowing each other, you never got tired of making her feel nice and pretty. 

“Well, it’s not like I can have a sleepover now as a full-grown adult y/n,” Eve tells you before a brilliant idea comes to mind. 

“ Eve “ 

“ yes ?” 

“ come over to my apartment?” You ask excitingly 

“What?”

“ as your best friend in the universe,” you say as you grab her hand,” it’s my job to give you the experiences that you’ve never had so I’m inviting you to a sleepover at my apartment, does Saturday night work for you?” 

“ no that’s perfect y/n!” 

“All you need to do for me Eve is bring a set of Pjs to change into and a fun attitude for the night we’ll have”. 

Hours later after hanging out with you, Eve lay in her bed wondering what the two of you might do at your apartment. 

She’s been over countless times in the two years of your friendships sure but never stayed over as she had her own home. No point in sleeping over when the older woman has her place. 

She has no reason to be nervous about sleeping over for the weekend, as she heard you tell her hours ago at the coffee shop that you’re there to give her the experiences she never had. 

Eve calms herself down a bit enough to sleep and drifts off to sleep to look forward to tomorrow. 

“ Eve,” she hears you moan, the older woman unaware of where she is.

The room is dark but all she can manage is to see some light coming from the room. Out of curiosity, Eve follows it to see you, plopped right down in the middle of the queen-size bed using a vibrator on your very puffy and wet cunt. 

“ Need you in me, Mommy,” you moan louder, and without a second missed, Eves's right-hand goes between her legs, needing to soothe her desire. 

“ pretty little thing for mommy,” Eve mumbles to herself,” this is so bad”. 

“ then come fuck me yourself Mommy,” she hears you say before she’s between your legs, strap randomly appearing,” I’m here to give you an experience you want or never had”.

“ Fuck”, she yells out loud into her bedroom, wondering why she’s dreaming about this. Eve looks to her window to see the Sun just rising and she plops down on the bed, feeling her panties soaked at the thought of you. 

Her best friend, someone who she confided in when she was navigating living alone in her home for the first time, dating, bars, and whatever else her mind could think of.  

Eve can’t be having all these wet dreams about you when she’s supposed to be spending the weekend at your apartment later in the day so she tries to google how to distract her mind off of you. Too early for the older woman to be drinking, sleeping would probably bring all those dirty dirty dreams back into her mind so the last thing seems to be masturbating or looking at something else.

“ I need to fuck myself now,” she says to herself as she pulls out a bright blue vibrator from her nightstand. 

hours later

Y/n :): text me when you get here Eve!!!! 

Eve sees your text on her phone before she starts the drive to your apartment, grateful that it’s just a quick 10-minute drive from her house but she felt nervous. 

The dream from last night went through her mind again, how wet she got seeing your dream body fucking yourself with a bright pink vibrator or where it almost got to the point of Eve fucking you with a strap-on that she didn’t know got there. It didn’t help that she woke up with some very soaked panties and confusing feelings that were then followed by masturbating for an hour and cleaning the house to distract her. 

She blasts whatever radio station is on, focusing on the route there while you’re just doing some last-minute cleaning around your apartment before she arrives, dancing along to the playlist that Eve had kindly made for you. 

The older woman had been a good friend of yours, being there for you during a hard time, you do the same to her and you always wanted to make her happy. 

 Eve : ( sent from iPhone) should be there in 5 minutes! 

You could not have been more excited to have her over for the weekend, knowing Eve and still not having her over. While she would say that she never saw the point of sleepovers, you were still excited either way to do all the fun and cheesy things that people do while sleeping over. 

Snacks were all stocked up in the fridge, blankets were in your closet for forts, clothes on the nightstand to change in and all you had to do now was wait for her to show up for the fun night to commence.

~

“ is this the drunk playlist I made for you last month y/n?” Eve says as you greet her with a hug, not missing the way that you quickly pull her into your place.

“ it has all the bangers Eve,” you pause as you close the door,” It’s my favorite”. 

You don’t fail to see the blush on the woman in front of you, opting to just continue on either the conversation.

“ Did you get the wine ?”

“ Of course Eve,” you dramatically gasp,” how could I forget my best friend's favorite wine in the whole world”. 

You could sense that the older woman was a bit tense but you chose not to say anything, knowing fully well she’ll tell you later on. in the meantime, Eve helps herself to the wine at the counter while you try to set up some shows to watch. 

“ master chef ?” 

“We saw that last week y/n”.

“ what about that new one I told you to watch Eve, dead ringers ?” 

“ didn’t watch it,” she says as she takes a sip of her wine, unaware of the reaction she’s about to pull from you for that answer alone.

“ EVE GET YOUR BUTT HERE TO MY COUCH,” and without a beat, Eve makes her way to the couch, trying to hide her blush but you pay no attention to it as you press pause.

a couple of hours later

“How are you liking the show, honey?” You ask Eve, who’s now found herself cuddling up against you on the couch. A common occurrence between the two of you but now all the older woman can think about is your arm around her waist, the dirty thoughts from the morning coming back and she tried her best to pay attention. 

“ Rachel Weisz is hot,” she mumbles, hoping you hear as she’s trying to not look you in the eyes. 

“Eve,” you say to her and to say she looked so soft was an understatement. 

“ you wanna speak up for me again honey ?”

“ Rachel is hot y/n, she says louder to you and she feels warm inside as you bring her closer to your body, wondering if it’s due to the wine or something else.

“ how’s the wine? Good? Want more snacks? I got some leftover cake if you want or even-“ 

“ y/n can we finish the show, please? “ 

2 hours later, popcorn and some comments from you have Eve yawning.

“Honey, it’s only 11 pm,” you start as Eve gets up to grab her bag where she packed her sleep shorts,” we just got started with the plans for the night”.

“ y/n, we are two different people, I’m old and sleep early while you’re young,” she explains as she heads to your bathroom to change.

“ Do you want to continue the sleepover festivities tomorrow morning then ?” You yell loud enough for her to hear. 

“ you can stay up if you want though babe,” the older woman yells back,” I don’t wanna ruin the night with my sleepiness”. 

Eve is almost scared to death when she opens the door to find you in a large shirt, shorts, and slippers. Her mind races again with so many dirty thoughts and she can feel her underwear starting to soak.

“ no I’m going to sleep right now too and we’ll sleep in my room 'cause I know you don’t want to deal with back pain,” you tell her as you grab her hand to lead her to the bed.

She’s been to your apartment so many times but your bedroom was the one place you haven’t seen. It’s simple and adorable like you, with a couple of posters, and cute stuffed animals displayed with a couple of pictures. 

“ left or right Eve ?” 

“ I’ll go left side,” she tells you as she gets under the sheets while you get on the right, leaving some space between the two of you to not make her uncomfortable. 

“ night Eve, “ you announce as the both of you fall asleep. 

While you fall asleep easily within the next hour and a half, Eve can’t say the same as she lets her mind want to all the situations that can happen at the moment.

She could sneak out of the room to fuck herself in the bathroom, wait til she gets back home to go masturbate and the very risky one is just masturbate here.

Not like you’ll hear her.

So the older woman next to you wait a couple of minutes to ensure you’re asleep before she starts to slowly move her hand to her sleep shorts. Letting out a whine at just how naughty this all is, Eve doesn’t wait and skips the foreplay before touching herself, already lost in the enjoyment. Doing a bad job to try to hide her moans as she lets her fantasies run wild inside of her mind. 

 When it comes to fucking herself, Eve could never hold back and it was always a challenge for her to keep any sort of quiet.

She didn’t mean to be so loud when she was touching herself. After all the cuddling the whole night, the very sexy scenes in dead ringers, and not to mention the endless compliments you gave her, it wouldn’t have been too long til you caught her in the act.

“ fuck this is so bad,” you hear as you wake up from sleep, thinking it’s a dream and when you look onto your left side you’re met with something way different. 

Eve Fletcher who’s usually very shy, blushes at all your compliments, dirty jokes, and even the mention of sex is laying down next to you, with her hand inside her sleep shorts while failing badly at hiding her moans. 

“ ohhhhhhhhh feels so good,” she whispers and moans before you let your horny mind take over at the moment.

You had assumed that you were having a wet dream, but the shock to you when you look over to Eve’s side of the bed to your best friend, innocent and for the most part shy Eve Fletcher touching herself, letting out what you think are some of the prettiest moans ever. The same woman who easily blushes at all the pet names that you call her gives her compliments and not mention turns as red as a tomato when you make any sort of dirty joke. 

Where was this side of Eve all these years? 

They always say that it’s always the quiet ones to look out for.

“ holy fuck,” you say aloud at the sight. It was something straight out of a corny porn video

While in most situations, Eve would be so embarrassed to be caught by you, her horny side took over and she went on with fucking herself. You can hear just how soaked she is, wondering if all those scenes in dead ringers were the reason for her wetness.

“ didn’t think you’d do something like this Eve, you naughty girl,” you joke and the older woman stops, taking a minute to realize that she’s been caught but that she still hadn’t cum. 

“ oh my god I have to go,” she tells you, removing the sheets from on top of her. 

She wasn’t too quick to get up before you got on top of her and pinned her to the bed, careful not to hurt her in any way. 

“ don’t go, baby,” you whine,” Eve don’t go please “. 

“ why aren’t you kicking me out of your apartment y/n?” 

“ you haven’t done anything to make me uncomfortable baby,” you start,” if you did I would have thrown stuff at you to leave but I found it kinda hot”. 

“ you found me hot,” Eve says more as a statement than a question, shocked that after what just happened, that you find her hot. 

“Why do you think I compliment you so fucking much Eve?” You ask her and she tries to cover her face but you stop her. 

“ I thought you were being nice,” Eve says, too afraid to believe it. 

“ oh you’re so innocent,” you say as one of your hands roams around her body and all the dirty thoughts come in,” do you want me to help you out princess? I won’t pressure you to do something”. 

“ no, I want you,” Eve answers and you immediately start kissing her. After all these years of being friends with her and having a secret crush on her, fucking all those women to forget her, you have her in your bed. 

“ I’m gonna ruin you for anyone else princess,” you say between kisses, the woman below you letting out the prettiest moans. 

“ fuck you must be so wet baby,” you tell her as you make your way to her neck to give her a hockey,” didn’t think sweet innocent Eve was such a pervy thing ?”.

“ you should see the porn I watch,” she tells you as she tries to hold herself from touching you, scared you’ll stop. 

“ maybe you should tell me all your dirty fantasies instead of holding off princess,” you pause,” instead trying not to touch me, baby, cmon I know you want to run your hands around me.” 

“ I’ve touched myself at the thought of you,” Eve starts as you help her out of her shirt, taking her bra off along with it,” or using a toy on my pussy”. 

“ go on, don’t be rude princess,” you tell her before starting to such on her left nipple while your other hand goes to her right one. You put your knee to her clothes center, not missing the way she immediately starts moving her hips for some sort of friction. 

“ I have this pink vibrator that my friend got me,” she says before moaning,” which I use while I imagine you watching me”. 

You take your mouth off her nipple, head overcome with joy and horniness that how fucking hot she is. 

 “ take off your shorts princess,” you tell her as you get up from your bed to head to your closet,” let's open so I can see your pussy too.” the older woman has no problem following your orders as you look throughout for one of your toys. 

“Can you hurry up please y/n?” Eve whines, she can only stay still so much til she’s back to touching herself again, not needing to hide it from you this time. 

“ be a good girl princess, I don’t want to have to punish you our first time together,” you say as you turn around with the toy in hand to find Eve yet again touching herself. This time without her shorts and she has one finger inside of herself to start.

“ Didn’t think I’d be dealing with a fucking brat today,” Eve hears you say as she tries for one more finger in her cunt before you grab her hand to taste her juices.

“ you look good Angel,” Eve whines, getting annoyed with you for not letting her add another finger. What the woman doesn’t expect is you turning on your pink wand to the highest setting and setting it on her pussy. Not wanting to make her talk back, you shove two fingers into her wet cunt to make yer swoon.

“ God, where were you all these years Eve Fletcher?” You ask while all the woman can do is moan and whine, thinking she’d be the one to fuck you but the universe seemed to throw a fastball at her.

“ the things I’d imagine doing to you when I was alone in bed, using one of my toys,” you tell the woman. 

“ fuck I’m close,” Eve whines as she tries her best not to cum as a means to last longer.

“ cum for me princess, I want to hear all those naughty dreams of yours,” you encourage her,” wanna hear about you fucking yourself while your baby was here doing the same”.

It doesn’t take long before the older woman under you cums, letting out a loud moan as her orgasm hit. Eve not caring about noise as she finally was able to let go and enjoy herself. 

Eve takes a second to breathe, in the meantime, you slowly remove the toy and your fingers from her to back in her juices. All the woman under you can do is whine and stare in amazement as you clean up your fingers. 

“Maybe I should have you like this the next time I fuck myself huh pretty girl? Just use you like a perfect toy to get off?” 

In a shocking turn of events, Eve musters up the courage to change positions, having you under her body before she goes to the place where you need her the most. 

“ fucking hell baby,”  you say as you keep the woman’s head in place, amazed at how good Eve is making you feel. This is better than any of the wet dreams you’ve recently had about her that is certain. 

“ how long has it been since you fucked someone baby? “

“ since Amanda and that other lady,” Eve says as she inserts two fingers into your wet cunt, eliciting a moan from you,” which was a year ago at the bar”. 

“ the one with the suit ?” 

“ she was kinda a bitch,” Eve says as she watches you enjoy her fingers inside her cunt,” and she was going on about some ex of hers, I think it was Blair or something “.

“ go faster please princess,” you moan out,” let me cum and maybe your Angel can grind her pussy on yours”. 

“ get my toy as well babe and use it on me,” you order as you grab your other toy from her, Eve turning it on and placing the toy on your clit while she roughly fingers you. 

Eve’s mind starts to feel fuzzy, her mind going to different places but it doesn’t take her long to make you cum, mouth open as you let go for the woman.

 A couple of minutes pass before Eve removes her fingers from your cunt, moving herself to lie down next to you as you recover, giving you the perfect show. 

“ Done so soon Princess?” You ask and all Eve can do is nod, not knowing what to say next.

“ You wanna continue Eve ? I don’t mind if we cuddle if you’re not up for it”. 

“ no! M ready to go”.

“Does your head feel all floaty baby? “.

“ mhm,” she nods, inching closer to you, looking so sweet and perfect.

“ what if I have you grind on top of my thigh princess? Let me be an Angel and help you cum one more time,” you say before helping her to go on your right thigh.

“ you got this princess or do you want me to - “before you can even finish your sentence, Eve slowly starts to grind her cunt on your thigh, grabbing the toy that the older woman was using on you earlier to enjoy the show above you. 

Why need porn when you have this gorgeous woman grinding above you? 

“ m feel good angel,” she moans out, making a show of getting herself off as she gropes her tits in front of you, not before showing them in your face to suck on her perky nipples. 

“ close close close ahhhhh,” she tells you, increasing her pace.

“ cum for me princess,” you say to her as you continue to suck on her nipples, feeling closer to cum as well, the both of you letting our mains together, Eve landing straight on top of your sweaty body. 

“ Best sleepover ever,” you mumble to the woman as you turn off the toy and throw it in the open nightstand drawer.

“Is this what you do in sleepovers y/n,” Eve asks, too tired to move as she cuddles into your nude body. 

“ fucking my best friend after I caught her touching herself? Never happened before that’s for sure,” you explain to her. 

Eve yawns after you say that, smiling like crazy that a situation that could have been badly ended up good, not to mention getting to see you cum and tasting you. It made her excited for what the future has in store for both of you. 

“ Can we talk tomorrow y/n? “ Eve mumbles loud enough to you while cuddling. You would have not believed everything that happened with the older woman after how fucking adorable she’s being right now.

“ All good with me princess” you whisper back, happy in the moment.

All Eve can do after is doze off to sleep, content in the joy that she’s in your arms, and not too long before you fall into slumber, hoping that the both of you can have more sleepovers like this again.

[scarletemeraldpurple]

Hey hey, guess who started a Mrs. Fletcher fic

[melagnes]

Classroom Distraction

Synopsis: As your bond with Eve deepened and her affection for you grew stronger, she found herself inspired by her fantasies to test the waters with you. That is how you got here, Eve fucking you in class…

Pairing: Eve Fletcher x Reader

Word Count: 1.1K

Warnings: smut

You and Eve crossed paths in a creative writing class at your local community college, where you had both bonded over a shared passion: storytelling. As the weeks progressed, it became evident that there was a special chemistry between the two of you.

Your weekly routine included meeting before class to grab coffee on campus, a ritual that Eve looked forward to as the highlight of her week.

"Hey Eve," you greeted her, a hint of a blush gracing your cheeks as you approached with coffee in hand.

"Hey," Eve replied, her smile radiant and her eyes alight with excitement as she returned your greeting.

Finding your usual spot in the café, surrounded by the hum of conversation and the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee, you couldn't help but steal glances at Eve. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders as she spoke about her latest writing endeavours—all of her captivated you.

"So, how was your week?" you inquired, trying to keep your gaze from lingering too long on her.

Eve let out a sigh, a touch of weariness in her voice. "Oh, the usual chaos. But meeting up with you makes it all worthwhile."

You couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at her words, knowing that your time together meant just as much to her as it did to you.

"Yeah, same here," you admitted, your heart fluttering at the thought of spending more time with her.

It was during these moments of shared conversation and laughter that your feelings for each other began to deepen. Yet, despite the mutual attraction, hesitations lingered. Eve was hesitant to pursue a romantic relationship with someone younger and you were afraid that you were too young for her, that Eve would never go for someone like you.

Unbeknownst to you, Eve had harboured secret desires for you, fantasies that had danced in her mind since the day you met. As she sat across from you, she found herself unable to resist the urge to reach out and touch you, to feel the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips, to explore your mouth and taste you. It was those kinds of fantasies that would often play out in her mind as she pleasured herself, her thoughts inextricably intertwined with memories of your meetings. It was a primal urge she couldn't deny.

But it wasn't just physical attraction that drew Eve to you. It was the way you made her feel alive, the way you ignited a fire within her that she thought had long since been extinguished since her divorce.

Today felt different though, as the night before, Eve had delved into new erotic content—specifically, scenes featuring public intimacy. She was emboldened, eager to explore uncharted territory, and there was no one she'd rather embark on this journey with than you.

After your coffee date, you and Eve went to class and settled into your seats. Promptly, Eve subtly placed her hand on your thigh, her touch sending a jolt of excitement through you. With a daring glance, she sought permission, before slowly, tantalizingly, sliding her hand into your pants, silently mouthing "Is this okay?". You nodded furiously and her fingers traced a path on your underwear, her touch causing a pleasurable ache in your core.

Her hand put pressure atop your underwear and you bit your lip attempting to suppress the moan that tried to escape your lips. You locked eyes and you nodded at her, giving her permission to continue. She slipped her hand into your underwear and you needed more. You attempted to plead with your eyes and she began to slide her fingers between your wet folds.

She was teasing you and you needed even more; she stuck in a second finger and pumped in and out while simultaneously stimulating your clit. You got an extra wave of adrenaline when you remembered you were supposed to be paying attention to class.

As your body responded to Eve's touch, your heart raced, as you tried to concentrate on the lesson being taught by your teacher, Ms. Fairchild, but your mind kept drifting to the pleasure she was causing. The wetness between your legs increased, and you couldn’t help but think about how much you wanted her to continue. You pulled your knees together, trying to conceal the evidence of your arousal.

The sensations became too much to bear, and you decided to take matters into your own hands. You reached down, subtly guiding Eve's hand to fuck you faster. With every thrust of her fingers, your body writhed in ecstasy, and you felt a wave of bliss wash over you.

Ms. Fairchild turned her gaze towards you, her voice cutting through the silence of the classroom. "And what are your thoughts on existentialism?" she asked you, her eyes expectant.

You struggle to catch your breath, feeling the weight of her question pressing down on you. "I, um..." You glanced nervously at Eve, who shot you a teasing smirk, threatening to circle your clit again with her long slender fingers. "I... believe... that existentialism..." You pause, struggling to form coherent thoughts as your breath catches in your throat. "challenges us to confront the fundamental questions... of existence... and the meaning of life," you manage to eke out, each word a battle against the constriction in your chest.

"Thank you for sharing your perspective," Ms. Fairchild responds warmly, but with concern evident on her brow.  “Are you alright?”

"Y- yeah, thanks for asking," you manage to get out, despite speaking feeling like one of the hardest tasks you could have to face with Eve’s fingers pumping in and out of you. And Eve, she just sits there with a nonchalant face, acting as if she has no idea of what she is doing to you–how she is making you feel. However, Eve thought about how wet you got for her, which got her quite worked up as well. She thought about what it would be like to taste you.

The sensations build up, and you know that you're about to reach a climax. You try to control yourself, but the pleasure is too intense. A soft moan escaped your lips, and you couldn't help but let out a gasp as your body trembled from the intense feelings you were experiencing. Eve looked at you with a mix of surprise and satisfaction, knowing that she had given you something extraordinary.

As the class begins to disperse, Ms. Fairchild offers a final smile. "Hope everyone enjoyed today's class and I’ll see you all next week," she says, collecting her belongings to leave for the evening. It’s safe to say that you thoroughly enjoyed the class.

[agathasangel]

I Love Everything You Do- Part 1 (Eve Fletcher X Fem!Reader)

Warnings:Soft!Eve, Power Bottom!Eve, Sub!Top!Reader, Virgin!Reader,Obviously smut. Legal age gap (reader is early 20s Eve is mid 40s), Mommy kink ofc

Summary: After many nights spent partying together, Eve finally takes you home and shows you what you’ve been missing out on.

You’ve been to this bar so many times before just hoping to meet someone. To make friends. You’ve always been content being alone, but you still wanted to find your people. Every time you came out here you would usually hang out and drink with a group of older women. The one that was always there and who you could never get out of your head was named Eve.

The two of you would talk about your lives. She was divorced and had a son in college who wasn’t much younger than you.

“It’s still so hard. I mean it- it’s lonely. I miss them all the time. Even Ted- he cheated on me, I know, I should hate him, but-“

“No, I understand. You loved him, one thing doesn’t immediately take that away.”

“Have you ever been in love?”

“No, not really. I’m pretty lonely too. I guess I’m just shy. You must think I’m pathetic, I’m out of college and have never had a boyfriend or girlfriend or anything-“

“No. No no no,” Eve put her and on your shoulder and looked at you straight in the eyes.

“There is nothing wrong with you.”

Eve was so beautiful, so kind, so comforting.

Another night, Eve told you all about her son’s first semester of college.

“I was all alone, and I just- oh my god this is so embarrassing- I just started watching porn, like, all the time.”

“That’s not embarrassing, Eve.”

“Then- then you met Amanda- I kissed her, and I had a threesome with her and this guy who was- he was nineteen. And then my son- my son walked in on us. It wasn’t great and I- I haven’t had sex since then.”

“Wow. Holy Shit.”

“And the kid knew my son, too. The hated each other.”

“Oh my god. Was he proud or embarrassed?”

“I don’t know. Probably both. We never talked about it again.”

“I wish I could tell you a story like that but I’ve got nothing. I’ve never even had sex before.”

“That was the last time I did it.”

“I get why that guy had a crush on you.”

“I don’t. Why would he want me over someone his own age?”

“Because older women are beautiful and smart. And because you’re you, Eve. You’re an amazing woman no mater how old you are.”

“You’re the sweetest. You’re so… pretty, too. I didn’t realize I until my son left that I’m bi. Like, that I’m into women I mean. Wow, I’ve never said that out loud before.”

“I mean you did have sex with Amanda.”

“Yeah, but- I don’t know. I’ve never talked about it before, or talked about how many other women I’ve been attracted to or said that I’m bisexual. You’re just so easy to talk to.”

“Wow, Eve. Thank You. You know, I’ve never been a big party girl but I go out every weekend now just so I can see you. It’s embarrassing, I know, but I really like you.”

“I like you too.”

“I know you fantasize about women. Have you ever had fantasies about me?” You were terrified to ask. You were scared that Eve would say no and you would be humiliated.

“Oh, all the time, honey.”

“What do you think about?”

“I think about undressing you, being the first woman to touch you.. My favorite thing to think about is teaching you exactly how to please me. I lay back and spread my legs and you just do as I tell you to do. What your Mommy tells you to do. And I’ll tell you how much I love it, and what a good little girl you are. Would you like that? Because I’m not working tomorrow or anything, I could call an Uber and take the both of us back to my place right now if you felt like it.’

“I want that so badly Eve,” you said, your breathing still heavy, “but I’m scared I won’t do a good enough job.”

“Oh honey, trust me. You’ll be amazing just because you’re you”

You listened to Eve and went home with her.

“You’re such a pretty thing, look at you. So cute and innocent. Are you nervous?”

“A little bit. I just wanna do a good job for you, Mommy,” you said, trying out the title Eve had called herself earlier.

“It’s okay. Don’t be scared little one, Mommy’s gonna show you exactly how to please her.”

“I- I can do that Mommy. I can be good and obedient for you Mommy.”

Eve cupped your cheek in her hand, “I know, baby. Let me give you a kiss first.”

And Eve kissed you hard, the first time you kissed anyone in a very long time. Her hands moved all over your body, groping your breasts, your butt, and your thighs. Eve slowly pulled away from you and you quietly whimpered at the loss of contact. But she quickly made up for it by taking off all her clothes. Her body was incredible, just a beautiful work of art. Eve lay down on the bed and spread her legs, beckoning you closer to her. You sat in between her legs, looking at her pussy. You had never seen another woman’s up close before and you weren’t quite sure what to do.

“What should I do first Mommy?”

“First, you’re gonna rub my clit like this,: and she demonstrated, taking two fingers and rubbing them in a circular motion around her clit. You did as Eve said and she let out a soft, shaky breath.

“Yes little one, just like that, that feels so nice…”

After a few minutes, Eve instructed you to insert a finger into her, then another, then another.

“That feels so good, baby! You’re doing such a good job. Good girl, good…”

Eve laid the praise on heavy, and you loved it. You leaned over to kiss her on the cheek and she giggled.

“You’re so cute, little one. Now, Mommy has a very special toy she wants you to fuck her with. Wait here.”

Eve went into the closet and pulled out a dildo and harness.

“I’ve never used these before, babe. But I keep collecting toys hoping to find someone. I wanna try them finally.”

Eve helped you into the harness and led you back to the bed, kissing you. She lay down on her back and held onto your hips as she guided you into her. Eve was so wet, so excited.

“Yes, that’s it baby, fuck Mommy, make her feel good. Just like that…” said Eve as you started nervously thrusting into her.

“Harder, little one, that’s it. You’re so cute when you do that.”

You went harder with Eve’s help, her hands gripping your hips.

“Is this good, Mommy? Am I making you feel good?” You asked as you used your hands to play with Eve’s breasts. You could hear her moans getting louder and more excited as you went harder.

“Yes baby, yes, keep doing that. Keep playing with Mommy’s breasts, just like that. You’re such a good girl! Keep going.”

You could feel yourself getting wet too, and you went faster with your Mommy’s encouragement.

“I’m getting so close baby. I’m so close! You’re fucking Mommy so good baby, yes!”

Eve came and you kissed her. The both of you just stayed there for a while, with you on top of and inside of her, and her hands groping you.

“That was great. How do you feel, baby?”

“I’m so wet, Mommy.”

“I can take care of that after you rest up, beautiful girl.”

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

Am I leaving this prompt game request for Claire ambiguous enough that it could be dark!Claire and a part of the zoom call universe?

Absolutely I am.

[abbyromanoff]

AGATHA HARKNESS MASTERLIST:

WHO I WILL WRITE FOR: Kathryn Hahn, Agatha Harkness (MCU), Claire Debella (Glass Onion), Eve Fletcher (Mrs. Fletcher), Carla (Bad Moms)

Morning After (smut, fluff)

$ting (smut)

Say Yes To Heaven (smut, fluff)

Evergreen (smut, angst)

Manipulation Tactics (smut, angst)

How To Get Away With Murder (smut, dark!!!, angst)

Stockholm Syndrome (smut, dark!!)

Let Me Love You (fluff, dark!!)

Hoax (Claire Debella) (fluff)

[getlostsquidward]

start me up and watch me go

pairing: eve fletcher x reader

a/n: all smut no plot! here's my comeback fic and then i'll be back in another 100 years

warnings: 18+, smut, car sex, oral sex, fingering (r giving)

“You’re staring, hon.”

Eve could feel your eyes flickering around her for the last ten minutes since you drove away from the grocery.

You couldn’t even reply as she caught you eyeing her up, instead biting your lower lip. How could you not stare at her? Eve looks so attractive while slowly driving in reverse, arms resting on your headrest. Her arms, her jawline, her entire side profile, the hands in the wheel…and sometimes, when she smokes, well.

You've never been so attracted to someone before.

She turned to you, lips pursed and eyes wide. “Is there something wrong?” the woman asked as she pulled over on the side of the road, worry evident in her features.

But then it easily switches to fluster as the following words slip from your mouth. “Nothing, just…‘m turned on right now and I want you,” making Eve all red in the face. 

She will never voice it out but Eve loves it when you get all horny all of a sudden and shamelessly say out loud what you want. Spontaneous sex had always been a constant, with your bottomless desire for the older woman, and her craving for something that she thought she wasn’t allowed to before, especially with that perpetual hunger in your eyes that she knows is meant for her, and her only.

Her eyes flickered to you, then to your not-so-subtle squirming, thighs clenching to soothe the growing need between them.

Who is she to deny you that?

“Backseat. Now.”

Climbing into the backseat from the front seat was never pretty and is always not graceful, but the shared giggles whenever one would accidentally hit the other felt more intimate than the sex itself.

As you settled in the backseat safely, you all but pounced on Eve, climbing into her lap as you kissed each other with urgency. 

She unbuttons her jeans for you, taking the lead as she pulls away, replacing your lips with your fingers as she makes them wet.

Eve's gaze at you never wavered, feeling herself get wetter as you stared at her mouth, your swollen lips parted with need. Feeling satisfied, she removes your fingers from her mouth and slips them under her panties. Eve moans as you rub her clit, all wet from her own spit and juices.

There's barely enough room with your current position, and as much as you enjoy Eve using your hand to relieve herself, you had different plans. She was about to throw a complaint when you removed your hand and pressed her against the passenger side door until you hurriedly tried to push her pants down. 

Eve maneuvered herself so she could take them off, along with her underwear, and said clothes were carelessly thrown somewhere in the car.

There was a time that you almost got caught fucking in her car which was parked outside the senior center when Eve finally had her car tinted. Heavily tinted.

So as you spread her legs and went down on her with your ass up on the other side of the passenger door, she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing your business.

Of course, there is still a slight worry within her, all things considered (fucking in the car at the side of the road in broad daylight, where anyone could pass by) but it goes out as heavy breaths and moans with your fingers pushing inside her as your tongue wantonly plays with her clit.

Eve doesn't complain even with her head constantly butting against the window, not when she's so close, her hands finding purchase in your hair as she grinds against your tongue, seeking release.

Her eyes are closed as she cums, but she could feel you smiling against her cunt, knowing that it doesn't end here. Not when the house is one block away, not when Eve also wants to make you feel good as you make her feel.

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tags: @wandakink @phattypoobutt @starrknessblog @gmtsu @inlovewithagathaharkness80 @midnight-lestrange @our-blood-is-our-ink @minszhuo @tr333sus @shayzulia @academiagaymess

[ariascoven]

fluff is signaled by ❀ ; smut is signaled by ☪︎

AGATHA HARKNESS ༊*·˚

lost bunny - 1. 2.

cozy & spooky ❀

home early ☪︎

insomnia pills ❀

jealous girl ☪︎ ( wip )

like a kitten ☪︎

not your fault ❀

ALICE WU-GULLIVER ༊*·˚

playing dangerous ☪︎

stress relief ☪︎

EVE FLETCHER ༊*·˚

after midnight ☪︎

eyes don't lie ☪︎ ( wip )

VANESSA SHELLY ༊*·˚

thanks to the rain ☪︎

[imdoingsortagay]

Perv! Eve Fletcher Headcanons

Warnings: Perv!Eve, mentions porn, sex toys, slutty things

smut below 18+ so if i see any minors I'm throwing bricks at you

Horny asf alot of the time

watches so much porn it's insane

not at work but at home since it's just her in the house if you are working

Masturbates anytime

she used to hide when she'd touch herself when you first started living together but the woman is SO LOUD

" Eve baby are you fucking yourself?"

" NO, I AM NOT "

" honey I can hear you in the living you, don't lie"

Alone at home? Fingering herself? Shower? using a toy on her? Living room watching tv with you? Using a new rabbit she got from online

has a full collection of toys

Her favorites are the dildos she got online

Loves when you tease her nipples

if she's especially stressed, Eve doesn't mind you sucking on her tits at night

Touchy with you all the time, so touchy when you wear v revealing things

Helping each other cum at night by grinding your pussies together, Eve on top

" You feel that baby? I love your wet cunt on mine"

Takes pictures of you for when she's bored at work

Thigh riding is a big one she likes,

Eve is obsessed with the taste of you and she loves eating you out, sitting on your face 69, whatever she can to eat you out.

the older woman def has videos of you in very sexy positions and you do the same to her

the folder is called " My pretty slut Eve"

Eve loves breeding you with a dildo with a cum reservoir.

[agathaandbrienneslesbian]

Kathryn Hahn Masterlist

🌸 = Fluff // 🔥 = SMUT // ⚡️= angst // 🌤️ = Hurt/Comfort

Agatha Harkness

coming soon

Claire Debella

coming soon

Eve Fletcher

coming soon

[fakeagatha]

So, little announcement.

I'm not really into anime as much anymore, and have found interest in writing for some other things. You will still see the occasional Sally Face/Anime posts but you can no longer request for them.

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If you couldn't already tell by me spamming photos of my favorite actress, Kathryn Hahn, I will be willing to write more with some of her characters.

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So, accepting requests for Agatha Harkness, Eve Fletcher, Claire Debella, Kathryn Hahn herself, and the Marvel series Wandavision.

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Even though I don't generally post writing that often, I will mostly be willing to write for her when requested.

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Reminder, I am a minor therefore I will not post smut.

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Am I turning into a Kathryn Hahn Blog? I might be, unless this is one of my phases (':

[aparticularbandit]

Hello, potential new friend!  Welcome!

I call myself Bandit, I’m above 30, and I write a bunch of stuff!

Glad you’re here, feel free to check things out below!

General Links:

Tumblr Fic Masterlist

AO3

America Chavez RP sideaccount

Note for Minors

Regarding Asks

Requests OPEN.

Things I Don’t Write:

SMUT

Incest

Graphic Sexual Anything

Fandoms I Write For:

Mrs. Fletcher

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

     WandaVision

     Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

     Agent Carter

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery

Jane the Virgin

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

The Tick

Timeless

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Deputy

Batwoman

Supergirl

Hannibal

X Files

Ships I Write For:

Rose Solano/Luisa Alver

     Tag: Roisa

Agatha Harkness/Wanda Maximoff

     Tag: Harximoff

Agatha Harkness/Eve Fletcher

     Tag: Agave

Agatha Harkness/Ancient One

     Tag: Agathian

Rose Solano/Miss Lint

     Tag: Rosalint

Dottie Underwood/Miss Lint

     Tag: Dottielint

Emma Whitmore/Whitney Frost

     Tag: Frostmore

Peggy Carter/Dottie Underwood

     Tag: Carterwood

Poison Ivy/Renee Montoya

Paula Reyes/Bill Hollister

     Tag: Holla

Agatha Harkness/Agnes Bohner

Kyoko Sakura/Mami Tomoe

     Tag: Kyomami

     I’m extremely picky about requests with this one.

Agnes Bohner/Wanda Maximoff

Agatha Harkness/Agnes Bohner/Wanda Maximoff

Agnes Bohner/Eve Fletcher

Agnes Bohner/Ralph Bohner

     I’m extremely picky about requests with this one.

If a ship is not listed here, that doesn’t necessarily mean I won’t write for it, only that I haven’t yet.

Reader:

     x Agatha Harkness

     x Wanda Maximoff

     x Claire Debella

I primarily write sapphic fic, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write het ships.  I just don’t as often.

I do NOT write mlm ships.

Characters I Write For Not Listed In Ships:

Rhea of Daxam (Supergirl)

Bedelia du Maurier (Hannibal)

Alana Bloom (Hannibal)

Homura Akemi (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit)

America Chavez (Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness)

If a character is not listed here, that doesn’t necessarily mean I won’t write for them, only that I haven’t yet.

Any of the main characters in Glass Onion except:

     Benoit Blanc

     Miles Bron

Glass Onion characters are preferred in fam situations and not as shipping, but I can write shipping maybe.

I primarily write female or nonbinary characters, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write men.  I just don’t as often.

[neuroprincess]

☆ KATHRYN HAHN'S CHARACTERS MASTERLIST ☆

MAIN MASTERLIST | TAGLIST | open requests

♡ fluff | ☆ smut | ❀ angst

⤷ Agatha Harkness

To be written...

⤷ Carla Dunkler

To be written...

⤷ Claire Debella

To be written...

⤷ Eve Fletcher

To be written...

⤷ Olivia Octavius/Doctor Octopus

To be written...

⤷ Headcanons

Agatha Harkness NSFW asks ☆

⤷ Preferences

To be written...

⤷ Special | Fanfiction

Simili (AH; f) ♡☆❀

[p-nymph]

This is so insanely good and the soft ending omg. Melting.

I Think I Saw You

Ship: Eve Fletcher x Reader

Summary: You walk in on Eve doing something you that even in your wildest fantasies you'd never pictured her doing.

Word Count: 2.5k

Disclaimer: 18+ ONLY minors dni

Warnings: smut, spanking, fingering, fluff

“Eve?” You call out, knocking in her front door as you twist the knob, opening it. “Are you home?”

You don't hear anything, and shrug, walking in before shutting the door behind you.

You've always had a long standing invitation to make the Fletcher home your home, ever since Eve had spotted you walking home in the pouring rain when you had been in middle school and had offered to drive you home.

You had seen the Fletchers around, and had even gotten asked to babysit for them once before your father had screamed at you for considering it.

The Fletcher house had become your escape from your own oppressive household, and by the time you had hit senior year, you considered Eve to be a good friend, despite the age gap.

You also at that point had developed a budding crush on her, one you had desperately did everything to hide that you had it.

Now that you're older, and already working on your masters, the age gap seems less huge, and you no longer felt any awkwardness with the way you interacted with the older woman, despite the fact you still feel little butterflies whenever you're around her.

The closer you get to the kitchen, the more your ears are able to pick up on the sound of something playing on a device, and you let out a breath of air, relieved Eve is home.

You want to talk to her about possibly helping wi-

You stop dead in your tracks.

Eve is laid across a kitchen table chair, her ass bare as she has her pants and underwear pulled down to around her knees, and from your angle, you can clearly see she's watching porn.

Her hand comes down onto her backside, mimicking what she's watching, and grunts at the impact.

You can't see her face, but you don't have to.

You have view enough.

You've fantasized about your pretty milf friend more than once, but you've never expected to ever witness something like this.

“E-Eve?” You splutter out.

Immediately the laptop slams shut and the older woman nearly topples off of the chair as she twists to look at you.

“Oh my god!”

Her whole face is flushed, and her pupils are blown wide.

“I-” You don't know where to start. “What… What are you doing?”

Eve seems just as caught off guard as you are, and her mouth opens and closes.

“Were- were you just-”

You cut yourself off, unable to bring yourself to utter the word “spank”.

The silence is deafening, and you're both frozen in shock.

Your eyes flick from Eve’s face to her exposed ass, which has ever so slightly pinked, telling you Eve had been doing… Whatever this was for a while before you had walked in.

“You-” You swallow hard, nervous. “You do realize you're not going to get the- the feeling you're after on your own right?”

Eve flushes a deeper shade of red and avoids your eyes.

Your heartbeat is finally starting to even back out, and you're made aware of a steady, pulsing need between your legs.

“Eve.”

Your voice is firmer now.

Something tells you that she has the presence of mind to either kick you out or cover herself up, and that indicates…

Well.

“Is this your first time… Exploring?”

She finally meets your eyes, and she ever so slightly nods, seemingly at a loss for words.

You feel a rush of confidence.

Here's a chance to act on all the fantasies you've ever had about the beautiful woman before you.

“Would you like some help with that?”

Your voice comes out low, sultry, and Eve's breath hitches.

You smirk, and put an extra sway into your hips as you walk over to where she's laying across the chairs.

“Why don't you get up and strip for me, baby? I promise I can make you feel so good.”

Eve's face grows impossibly redder.

“I-I don't- we're not- you're-”

Your laughter at her struggling for words makes her stop trying to talk.

“You’re adorable.”

Eve blinks.

“Do you know how often I've thought about you like this, a hand between my thighs?” You husk out, maintaining eye contact with the older woman.

“You were my gay awakening, Eve. It was like I got run over by a truck one day when I realized how badly I wanted you to kiss me.”

Eve honest to god whimpers.

“Come on… I can see you want to. I bet it's been too long since you've felt someone else like this.”

Eve bites her lip, and after a few moments of consideration, she wobbly stands, pulling off her sweats and underwear in one motion, before shucking her shirt off.

You resist groaning at the sight of her body being bared before you, but it's a close thing.

Never in your wildest imaginings did you even come close to picturing exactly how beautiful she is.

When her bra drops to the floor, you turn the chair around, sitting down in clear invitation.

“Lay over my lap, alright?”

Eve looks extremely nervous, and you smile gently at her.

“I promise sweet thing, I know exactly what you're trying to feel, and I can give that to you, if you let me.”

You aren't sure what it was, but at your words she crosses the room towards you, and stiffly settles herself across your lap.

“Good girl.” You whisper, and you can feel her shiver beneath you, your fingers gently dancing up and down her spine, and some of her stiffness disappears.

“If you need us to stop, just say so, okay?”

“Okay.”

You've never heard Eve sound so small, so vulnerable, and it sends a thrill through you, making you suddenly dizzy with the realization that you have Eve Fletcher bent over your lap, waiting for you to spank her.

“Do you think you'll be able to count for me?” You ask in a low tone, your fingers trailing dangerously close to running over her backside.

Her breath hitches again, before she lets out a low moan.

“Is that a yes?”

It's like her ability to speak has evaporated, and she whines instead of giving you a proper answer, and you can feel yourself growing wetter.

“Awww…” You coo. “Has your brain gone all fuzzy just from being laid over my lap? How sweet.”

“Please!”

The word tumbles from Eve’s mouth, and you can't help but give in.

“Alright, sweet girl. On three, I'll spank you.”

You lift your hand in preparation.

“One… Two… Three.”

The sound of flesh hitting flesh resounds through the room, as does the pornographic moan that comes from Eve, and she involuntarily bucks her hips.

“Liked that, did you? Dirty girl.” You laugh as Eve moans again at your words, and you slap her ass a second time, causing her to squirm.

Your free hand wraps around her middle, keeping her still.

“How many more times should you be spanked, hm? How often have you daydreamed about being turned over someone's lap like a naughty little slut?”

When Eve doesn't answer, she cries out with pleasure as you smack her again.

“Answer me.” You demand.

“I- I don't know!” She gasps out.

“Hm…” You pretend to ponder. “You don't know… Would it be safe to presume that you've fantasized about this at least… Oh, I don't know, twenty times?”

After a moment of silence, you reach over with the hand that's not wrapped around her middle and tangle it through her hair, forcing her head backwards so you can see how red she's turned.

“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer. Do I make myself clear?”

You can feel how she tries to nod her head, but all she gets for her trouble is you gripping her hair tighter.

“Do I make myself clear?” You repeat, your tone hard.

“Y-yes! You're clear!” Eve forces out.

“Good.” Your voice has turned husky. “Now answer me. Have you fantasized about being spanked like this at least twenty times before?”

Eve whimpers. “Yes.”

“Then that's how many times I'll be spanking you. And I want you to count. Otherwise, I might lose my place and have to start all over again.”

Eve is silent, but you hadn't asked a question, and so you let it slide.

“Count.” You reiterate, before you detangle your fingers from her hair.

Eve moans when you spank her.

“O-one.” She breathlessly gets out.

“Good girl.” You murmur, before continuing.

“Two.” She moans.

With each spank, Eve makes another pretty noise, and she dutifully counts.

It makes you throb with want, especially because you can feel how wet she is. She's dripping onto your jeans, and you're sure when she gets up there'll be a nice sized wet patch.

“S-s-sixteen.” She stutters through her whine, her whole body wiggling as she desperately tries to find some friction.

“You're doing so well, beautiful girl.” You praise, and she whimpers in response.

Your head is practically spinning from the rush you're getting off of this, and you bite your lip as you groan.

You bring your hand down in a firm smack, and Eve gasps out.

“Oh, fuck!”

You gently rub your hand over her ass, humming.

“What number?” You prompt.

“Seventeen.”

Eve's voice is rough, and you can't help but slip your hand a little lower along her ass, and she whines.

“No- don't-”

“Don't what, sweet thing? Feel how wet you are?” You smirk. “I can feel how you're dripping onto my leg, slutty girl.”

She whines, and you decide to forgo the last three spanks, and instead you retract your arm from around her middle so that you can spread her cheeks apart, and you gasp at how puffy her pussy is.

“Oh, Eve. You poor thing. Would you like me to make this feel better for you?”

When you don't get an answer, you shift her a little, giving yourself easier access so that you can spank her directly on her cunt, and the noise that spills from her lips is obscene.

“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer.”

Eve whines again, and wiggles.

“I can't do anything until you say yes, sweetheart.” You gently chide, your hand coming back between her thighs, this time to glide your fingers through her folds.

“Yes.”

Her voice is heavy with need, and she sounds like she's on the verge of tears with it.

“How do we ask to be touched?” You remove your fingers, now slick with Eve’s wetness, and slap her ass again.

Her moan echoes in the kitchen.

“Please! Please touch me.”

“Awww… Good girl.” You coo. “You just want to be a fucking slut, huh?”

Eve whimpers, and you laugh.

“You're so desperate, look at you. I'd bet that you're fucking slutty hole will take whatever I'll give it without any problems… Should we test that theory?”

“Please, please touch me. Make me feel good.” Eve begs, and you can feel yourself growing wetter at the sound of it.

“Anything for you, pretty girl.” You say tenderly, before slipping one, two, three fingers into Eve, and she groans, bucking her hips.

You start off at an agonizingly slow pace, relishing in the way the older woman trembles beneath your touch, her plaintive begs and whines making you groan in turn.

“You're so wet, baby. This fucking greedy pussy of yours takes my fingers so well, you're such a fucking whore.”

You speed up your pace, and Eve drips down around your fingers, the sound of her sopping wet cunt filling the air, and your head grows heedy with the scent of her sex.

“God.” You groan. “You're fucking perfect, taking me so well, listen to how fucking desperate you are. Are you going to cum for me? Yeah? You wanna prove to me that you're a slutty little bitch? Gonna cum around my fingers in your fucking kitchen while you're bent over my lap like a dirty little whore?”

You can feel how she starts to flutter around you, can feel how close she is, and you slide your spare hand up and under, harshly groping at one of her tits, and Eve throws her head back and screams as she orgasms hard around you, her hips grinding wildly downwards in an attempt to ride out the waves of pleasure, and the sight is nearly enough to make you cum on the spot as well, despite how untouched you've gone.

“Fuck baby, you're so fucking beautiful like this. Fuck.”

Eve pants as she comes down from her high, and she whimpers when you retract your fingers from where they had been buried deep inside of her.

You bring your fingers up to your mouth and can't contain your wanton moan at the taste of her, and you know with complete certainty that you'll never be able to get enough of her.

“You taste so good, holy shit.” You say to her, and Eve cranes her head around to stare at you with an empty gaze, her face flushed deeply.

You smile softly at her, and run a hand through her hair.

She melts under your touch, her eyes gently fluttering shut, and you can't help the way your heart wells with emotion.

“Are you okay, Eve?” You ask.

“Mhm.” She hums.

“We gotta clean you off, honey.” You say.

“I know.”

“If I promised to stay, will you get up?” You try.

“Mmm…” Eve hums again.

“That's not an answer, sweet thing.”

Eve opens her eyes, and makes a motion to roll over in your lap, and your reaction time is a second too slow, and the older woman goes crashing to the floor.

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

“Ow… Yeah… I'm… I'm okay. Sorry, my head feels… Fuzzy. Not from falling! From… From before.”

It's like a light bulb has been switched on in your head, even as you slide off the chair onto your knees to be sure Eve is really okay.

“Fuzzy like floating?”

Eve’s blue eyes draw you in.

“Mhm. Feels nice.”

You smile before pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

“You have no idea what you're experiencing, do you?” You guess.

“Do you?”

Eve looks full of wonderment and in that moment you knew you were fucked.

You're head over heels for this woman, you're old crush coming rushing back tenfold, and of all the things to happen in this kitchen today, this is what causes your heart to start pounding in earnest.

“Yeah, honey.” You try so hard not to let your voice crack with your realization. “But we have plenty of time for that later. The floor is cold. And dirty. And a bath will be warm and clean.”

Eve's eyes brighten at the thought of a warm bubble bath.

“You'll run me a bath?” She excitedly asks.

You laugh, and move, gesturing that Eve should follow you.

“Of course I will. Aftercare is very important.”

Eve looks delighted, and you gently pull her close so you can whisper in her ear.

“Let me take care of you.”

[getlostsquidward]

can we get an agatha harkness x reader where agatha comforts reader through period cramps and she makes a sly comment where she like “you know, orgasms are said to help relieve the pain..”

thank you very much 🫶

double trouble

pairing: agatha harkness x reader x eve fletcher

a/n: combined them bc why not, and now i want them both at the same time.

summary: period cramps are the worst, but luckily, you have the two bestest girlfriends in the world.

warnings: period, period cramps, talks of menstrual sex but no actual smut, mommy!eve and daddy!agatha because i'm a whore

You were curled up on the bed, holding your stomach. It was supposed to be a good day, but discomfort from the stupid cramps welcomed you instead. Periods suck, but the good thing is that you have two lovely girlfriends that take care of you as if their life depended on it, even competing against each other to see who can make you comfortable the most.

Agatha went out to buy some stuff because apparently the painkillers, pads, and tampons run out fast when there are three people bleeding every month in the same house.

Meanwhile, Eve is cuddled up behind you, her hands resting on yours. Her whole body emanates heat, better than any heating pad. 

You were about to ask what's taking Agatha so long when the door burst open, the woman in question carrying two large paper bags. “Now that's just unfair. You made me go away while you steal cuddles?”

“Ags...” you groaned, sitting up to scour the bags for the pain meds and chocolate bars. You knew she would buy tons of them.

“Oooh, ice cream! Come here,” you smiled happily, your arms wide open to embrace Agatha. “Thank you. I love you.”

She immediately took up on your offer, letting you bury your face in her neck as she eyed Eve, now seated against the headboard with a glare. “Who's unfair again?”

“Oh, don't be jelly, Eve. You're a sexy human heater,” Agatha taunted with a smirk.

You don't know if you would feel annoyed or amused at their bickering, but it warms your heart knowing that you're not alone in dealing with this pain, and though they've made this into a competition, their thoughtfulness makes you want to cry. “I love you too, Eve.”

After two chocolate bars and a tub of ice cream later, you were resting against Agatha's front, waiting for the pain reliever to kick in. You place her hands on your stomach, sighing with relief, feeling pretty lucky to have two warm heaters of girlfriends. On the other hand, Eve was massaging your legs as the pain has spread out on your lower body. 

“You know, orgasms are said to help relieve the pain...” Agatha coos as she kisses the back of your neck, eliciting a shiver.

“Is that so?”

“Agatha!”

You and Eve exclaimed at the same time. You were certainly interested, both because you wanted the pain to go away and because you were slowly getting aroused with Agatha's lips on your neck and Eve's wandering hands, though her actions weren't inherently sexual.

Eve was just, well, stunned and caught off-guard. Agatha's filthy mouth and unusually high libido never cease to surprise her, but she would be lying if she said she isn't interested.

“No harm in trying, and our baby would feel better. What do you say, hmm? Do you want mommy and daddy's fingers?”

“Yes, please.”

“Honey, are you sure?” Eve asks, concern lacing her voice.

“God, yes, I want you both to fuck this cramp outta me, please.”

Eve gulped with how needy you sound, her eyes connecting with Agatha's, two pairs of bright blue eyes darkening with arousal.

“That’s our good girl.”

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