#finally finally finally got around to drawing my BABIE!!!!!

[goldsainz]

# CS55 — WELCOME HOME !

MASTERLIST !

REQUEST !

001. SUMMARY !

✯ the f1 season has ended, which means carlos can finally relax with his family.

002. WARNINGS !

✯ none!

003. NOTE !

✯ dad fics are my comfort zone (and angst too) they’re so cute and fun to write, which means if you want to request them i’m gonna write them sooner rather than later 🙌

word count : 618

Carlos let out a heavy sigh as he stepped through the front door of your home in Monaco, exhaustion weighing on his shoulders.

The F1 season had finally ended. Another year of relentless travel, intense competition, and grueling races. He loved it, but right now, all he wanted was to be home. To be with you and your little boy.

Before he could even call out, the sound of tiny, fast-moving footsteps echoed through the house.

“¡Papá!” A little voice squealed.

He barely had time to brace himself before a blur of curly brown hair and chubby little arms crashed into his legs. He laughed, dropping his bags and scooping up his three-year-old son, Santiago—his Santi.

“Mi niño,” Carlos murmured, hugging him tightly. “You got even bigger while I was away, huh?”

Santi pulled back slightly, his face lit up with pure excitement. “Mamá said we have surprise for you!” he announced proudly.

Carlos raised an eyebrow, amused. “A surprise?”

That’s when you appeared in the doorway, arms crossed with a playful smile on your lips. “Welcome home, baby,” you said softly.

Carlos’ eyes softened instantly. “Cariño,”

You walked over, placing a hand on his cheek before pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. “Come on,” you whispered against them. “Your welcome home treatment is waiting.”

Carlos let Santi down, who immediately grabbed his hand and started tugging him toward the living room. The first thing he noticed was the fort—pillows, blankets, and fairy lights all set up in a cozy little corner. Next to it was a tray with his favorite snacks, a bottle of wine, and a tiny juice box for Santi.

“Fort night!” Santi announced proudly, clapping his hands.

Carlos turned to you, grinning. “You built a fort?”

“Santi insisted,” you said with a shrug. “And I figured it was the best way to get you to actually rest.”

Carlos chuckled as he let himself be dragged to the couch. He sat down, pulling Santi onto his lap while you settled beside them, leaning against his side. It was warm, soft, and peaceful—the complete opposite to the chaos of an F1 season.

As Santi curled up against his chest, Carlos ran a gentle hand through his son’s hair, glancing down at him. “Did you take good care of Mamá while I was gone?”

Santi nodded seriously. “I helped cook! And I washed my hands a lot. And I gave Mamá hugs.”

Carlos shot you an amused look. “All very important responsibilities.”

“Very,” you agreed, laughing softly.

Santi suddenly sat up, his eyes wide. “Oh! Almost forgot!” He scrambled out of Carlos’s lap and waddled over to the little side table, grabbing a piece of paper before running back. “Me and Mamá made this.”

Carlos took the drawing from his tiny hands, his heart swelling as he looked at it. It was a messy but adorable crayon drawing of the three of you; Carlos in his red racing suit, you holding Santi’s hand, and a big yellow sun smiling in the sky.

“For you,” Santi said shyly.

Carlos felt a lump in his throat as he hugged Santi close, pressing a kiss to his curly hair. “This is the best gift ever, Santi. Thank you.”

Your son beamed, snuggling deeper into his arms.

You reached for Carlos’s hand, intertwining your fingers with his. “I know how much you give all year long, amor,” you murmured. “So this weekend? No stress. No alarms. Just us taking care of you.”

Carlos exhaled deeply, feeling every last bit of exhaustion finally fade. He kissed your forehead before leaning back, Santi nestled against his chest, the soft glow of the fairy lights around you.

“Best off-season ever,” he whispered, closing his eyes.

[seokminfilm]

tease | lee seokmin

🪄 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🪄 warnings, lots of fluff, lowercase intended, lots of kissing & physical touch, pet names (reader calls seokmin "seok", and seokmin uses "baby" for reader), giggly seokmin & giggly reader, they're just too sweet your honor, seokmin soft hours

🪄 summary, in which you find out your boyfriend is a massive tease.

🪄 author's note, requested by my favorite cutie's g @realmofclouds!! when i read your request i almost started giggling aloud 😭 ALSO thank you all for 300 followers??? (305 now i'm crying) i had no idea i'd get ANYWHERE with this blog so thank you for all the love and support. you're the best lyrnation 🤍 now, without further ado, enjoy fluffy giggly seok 😋

🪄 now playing, agora hills, doja cat

finally resting after a long day, you plop down on your massive bed, snuggling into the pillows as you turn on your phone. it's been a tiring last few hours, as your workload has gotten a bit bigger after your promotions, and you've had late nights all this week.

taking one of the bigger ones and stuffing it between your legs, you hold it tightly, hoping it can replicate the feeling of your boyfriend's thick, muscled arms around you. you missed seokmin terribly all day today, and it made you sick just thinking about him, wanting to wrap your arms around his neck and cuddle with him until─

"there's my baby," seokmin's voice comes from the doorway, and you smile at it, stretching tiredly as seokmin gets the memo from your actions. he approaches the bed, kicking off his tennis shoes and stripping himself of his jacket as he falls on the bed beside your thighs.

seokmin presses soft kisses to your thigh, making you giggle as you put your hand in his hair, tousling his fading curls as you sigh. "it's like the universe knew i missed you really badly. i wanted to see you when i got home, you know?"

"i know, and i'm sorry. we had a late practice tonight, and i forgot to text you." seokmin explains, voice soft and apologetic as he leans his head on his hand, staring up at you with wide, sweet brown eyes as his massive hand covers your whole thigh.

"i guess i forgive you," you say teasingly, giving him a playful side eye as you direct your attention back to your phone. seokmin smiles, staring up at you as you continue to scroll.

"so, how was your day?" he asks, voice low and soft as he leans up against your thigh; his dark brown hair is spilled on the satin sheets, and his eyes flutter shut, lashes scraping his full cheeks as he beams up at ou seconds later.

wanting to be a tease to your boyfriend, you choose to playfully ignore him, pushing your phone closer to your face. seokmin sees this, and frowns slightly, moving your phone farther back so he can squeeze his way into your view again.

"did you hear me, baby? i asked about your day," seokmin's voice sounds so pitiful and shy that it makes your heart hurt (even though you and he both know he's playing along). you wouldn't be the first to give in to seokmin's cute antics─you always were, and today would be the day he would lose to you.

trying to focus on your game of solitaire, you ignore seokmin's questions again, choosing to adjust your body so you can push seokmin away from you. he watches you do it with a satisfying look in his eyes as if his pride knows you won't ignore him forever.

he follows your movements, slowly inching back to his place as he starts to pepper kisses up and down your thighs. biting back a laugh, you cover it with a measly cough, and start to squirm when seokmin sits up, kisses traveling up your collarbone and neck as he giggles in between every few pecks.

face still miraculously straight, you focus in on your phone. despite your personal wishes, your face starts to heat up the moment seokmin's eyes pause on your figure, slender fingers reaching out to tuck your hair behind your ear.

he's smooth with his movements, instantly drawing you away from the stupid card game on your phone and back to the reality of how attractive your boyfriend is.

"you're such a..." you sigh out, and seokmin just chuckles deeply, pulling you towards him as you swing your legs over his thighs, smiling down at him as he holds you in place on his lap.

"such a what, baby?" the question is so innocent, yet he stares at you with a hint of mischievousness in his eyes. it's so endearing, you think, and can't help but fall in love with it as you play with the curls forming on the nape of seokmin's neck.

with you and seokmin unable to hold back your giggles, you shake your head, sighing as you pull seokmin closer to you. "just stop giggling and kiss me, seok."

"whatever you say, baby." seokmin's voice gets quieter and quieter until he's silent, and the two of you study each other for a second, memorizing this moment and storing it in your head before your lips meet his. it's a warm feeling, coursing through your body as you hum into him. seokmin feels the same, desperately pushing into you to meet your eager lips.

pulling away, you gasp, finger tracing seokmin's top lip as you kiss the tip of his nose. his chuckle is like music to your ears, and the smile that breaks across your face should be illegal as you fall into his chest, sighing at impact.

"seok, you're such a tease." you giggle, and seokmin shrugs, still smiling as he lets you tug on his ears.

"says the one who was ignoring me this whole time." seokmin has a pout on his face, but you know he's just joking. smiling, you shrug, winking at him as you make a comeback.

"it was my turn to be the tease, anyways," you mumble, and seokmin laughs some more, eyes crinkling together as he shakes his head.

"i know," his voice is soft, back to that velvet tone he greeted you with earlier. aeokmin's eyes are filled with love as he looks at you, and you smile back at him, feeling the warmth of his gaze on your skin.

"tease or not, i'm glad you're here, seokmin." you whisper, a moment of tenderness peeking in. seokmin smiles, leaning his head on top of yours as he nods.

"same here, baby."

[megs-1800]

Take Care Of You

Notes: I have had this in my drafts forever. I am so glad I finally finished it. Send me some requests as I am struggling with ideas on what to write. (Y/F/T - Your Football Team). Reader is a Fem footballer who plays for a Mens team.

Summary: You play for a men's football team in which your team draws against Man United in the FA cup. You and Mason have been dating for 8 months but keeping your relationship a secret. When one of the United players tackle you and cause you a fatal injury will Mason be able to keep his call or will everyone find out about your secret relationship?

Pairings: Mason Mount x Reader

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, mentions of injuries and blood. Implied Smut.

I can feel my eyes slowly open as I hear my alarm going off, I quickly reach over to the bedside table and turn it off groaning as the tiredness overwhelmed me. As I let out a stretch I felt a body next to me and all the memories from last night come flooding back. I turn and see Mason giving me a sleepy smile “Last night was incredible” he mutters “you know we are both going to get into the shit for having sex the night before a game if anyone finds out”.

I shake my head and give Mason a lazy kiss “I don’t care it was totally worth it. To be honest I still have plenty of energy for another round” which I give Mason a suggestive wink and bring him closer. I can hear him utter a groan “Umm you are so irresistible Y/N” he says trailing his fingers up and down my body sending shivers down my spine. “But we both have got to play 90 minutes today and I need to be in my best form especially if I gotta play against you”. I hum into Mason knowing he was right and giving him another kiss.

We lay there for another 5 minutes just embracing eachother, Mason reaches over and taps his phone looking at the time and slowly pulls away. “I really need to get going I need to go back to the hotel and get showered and changed and meet the boys before the game.”

“I know I just really don’t you want to leave” I give Mason a pouty face. As Mason gets dressed.

“I know baby I really don’t either, how about after the game I come back here? The boys are travelling back but I can stay here if you are happy with that? We can have tomorrow off together?”

I nod in agreement to Mason and give him another kiss as he leans over me on the bed. “Sounds perfect! I would wish you could luck for today but I don’t really mean it” I joked and shoot Mason a wink.

“I love you baby girl” Mason shoots me a smile as he walks out the door.

“I love you more Mase” I quickly reply so he can hear me.

I hear his car pull away from the driveway and I know I need to get up too. I quickly stretch and make my way into the shower. I look in the mirror see the bright purple hickey on my neck I am going to have fun covering that up I thought. As I get into the shower I let the hot water heat me as I put my head back to rest on the tiles as I let myself relive last night.

Mason and I have been dating for 8 months, it was still relatively new and due to this we wanted to keep it private. We have met eachothers families and a couple of close friends but apart from that we have kept it out of the media. Its been difficult to have to keep sneaking around but we both know its for the best at the moment. I am a professional footballer playing for Y/T/N you play upfront as a striker and are widely known as you are the only girl to play for a mens professional team. Today you have drawn Man United at home in the FA cup, everyone is so excited but you are nervous having to play against Mason, it will be the first time you are not rooting for eachother and will be playing against eachother.

I can feel the nerves hit, it’s a massive game today and it’s the quarter finals. I feel like I have something more to prove being a girl. We are doing the warm ups on the pitch, it’s a nice March afternoon and the sun is shining so I hope luck is on our side.

I can feel the tension in the tunnel, I am jumping up and down and doing my thigh stretches before the game. The captain is shouting words of enthusiasm to try                                                                                                and get us pumped. I can see the Man United team line up next to me. I can see Mason a couple of players down he gives me a little smile and a little wink, which I return with a warm smile. I quickly turn away trying not to blush. That’s when I hear one of the Man United guys shout “Jheez look at that piece of ass” I turn around to notice that it is one of United’s new signings Blaze Pama he is their newly appointment defender. I am used to being sexualised as I am playing in the men’s team but never before from the opposition, I roll my eyes and I can see Mason shoot him a look of disgust but then one of our players steps in “yeah and watch how that piece of ass tear you apart on that field” I quickly mouth a thank you to him which he responds with “we always got your back”. All the team are like my protective brothers they always make sure I am shielded.

I can hear the music and that’s when we walk onto the pitch, we are set up ready for kick off and I feel my eyes drifting to Mason which he catches me staring and gives me a quick funny look in return, I know catching me staring at him has boosted his ego. I just hope I can keep my head in the game.

It gets to half time and I am knackered, maybe Mason was right maybe we shouldn’t of slept together last night. Now I know why they put that rule in place. We are listening to the gaffer give his half time team talk. He turns to me “Y/N you are having the best game! I know you keep getting those little tugs and fowls by that Pama but just ignore him do not let yourself retaliate” I nod my head in agreement I think he has seen how fed up I am getting of the fouled.

Its currently a 0-0 draw, we are impressed that we have not conceded yet. On paper Man United have the better team but we are working so hard. I have had a couple of chances which one of the was cleared right off the line by Onana. I am having one of my best games of the season.

We are out ready for the second half which Pana looks at me across the pitch and licks his lips, I scowl at him and roll my eyes. Mason catches my looks and turns his gaze to see what I am looking at. He walks straight over to Pana “come on leave her alone mate” Pana looks confused at Mase “that’s what we are supposed to be doing! I am getting in her head. Why do you care anyway you fucking it or something?” Mase doesn’t reply and walks away, Pana is new to the team and hasn’t settle in well, Mason wasn’t his biggest fan and after his actions he really hasn’t gone up in his ratings.

The ref’s whistle blows indicating the start of the 2nd half, Pana continues to keep giving me knocks and unnecessary tackles I am trying my best not to retaliate but he is causing it difficult he isn’t playing football he just playing dirty. United score within the first 10 minutes of the second half, great cross from Mason which Højlund buries at the back of the net. Our keeper kicks the ball to me and I place it on the centre stop “come on Boys we can do this!” I shout back in encouragement. United are now on fire after their goal throwing everything at us. They are through on goal which our defender makes an excellent tackle and kicks the ball up field to me, I bring the ball down and keep running. I can see Mason is picking up the pace to keep up with me, that’s when Mason puts his legs out and wins the ball. I topple over the top of his feet and he runs off with the ball. I  quickly get up and wipe myself down and run after Mason. The ball is kicked out of play and Mason quickly tuns to me and mouths a “sorry” my heart warms that even playing against me he apologised.

We are now in added on time and we are throwing everything at the ball, we are all having shots just trying to get a sneaky goal. The board goes up and confirms there is only 2 mins of added on time. We get a corner, I am stood on the penalty spot and I can feel my shirt being pulled “come on ref for fuck sake how many times?!” I am shouting, Pama turns to me “shout up you little bitch! You shouldn’t be on the pitch anyway” I turn around and shove him “fuck off will you!” I shout back at Pama I have had enough. The ref blows the whistle and tells us to break it up. I bring my attention back to the corner that is about to be taken.

I am watching the ball the whole way, then in the corner of my eye I see Pama’s studs its too late for me to move out the way and as the ball hits my head his studs connect with the side of my face. I go down screaming in pain. I watch as our players screaming at the ref for a penalty, which the ref confirms its being checked by VAR and then all the players attentions turn to me.

I am still screaming in pain, Mason is already with me “let me look! Let me look” which I can hear the panic in his voice. I put my head up and I can feel the blood running down my face. “hey you are going to be okay yeah” Mason tries to reassure me but he doesn’t sound too convincing,  a couple more of our players come over and inspect my face. They all calling for the physios over. Mason walks straight to Pama “What the fuck man!” and shoves Pama, Bruno pulls Mason away straight before it gets heated. “There was no need for that!” he tries to explain to Bruno “he probably has given away a pen!” Mason tries to cover up the fact that he hurt his girl. Bruno tells him to walk away.

Mason walks over to where I am sitting, blood staining the ground. I can feel myself getting light headed from the loss of blood. They are trying to patch me up, but when the physio’s are asking me questions and follow their fingers I cannot do it, I feel so weak from the hit. The physio’s shake their head towards to the captain and I see the worry in Mason’s eyes. I mouth a quick I am okay to him to try and reassure him. I can feel the tears running down my face alongside the blood due to the pain. We can see the ref listening to the piece in his ear which he points to the spot awarding us a penalty and give Pana a red card. I can hear our fans excited about the penalty and giving Pana verbal abuse as he walks off.

“Do you think you can walk?” the physio’s ask. I shake my head “I-I don’t know I can t-try” I reply. I slowly get up with the help of my players and I can see Mason trying to give me space to not make it too obvious we are a couple but his eyes do not leave mine as I walk off the pitch. I am taken straight down the tunnel to get medical attention from our physio’s.

We score the penalty meaning it is taken to penalties. United win on penalties unfortunately. I watch the game from the TV in the medical room. As soon as the game is finished I see my phone buzz. I look down and see a message from Mase:

Mase: How are you feeling? X

Y/N: I have been better.. but considering everything I am doing okay thank you for having my back out there x

Mase: Of course I will always protect you. Did you want to leave tonight if you not feeling great? X

Y/N: Don’t be silly my brother said he will drop me off as I cannot drive but I would love to meet you there. I just want to be in your arms right now xx”

Mase: Okay take it easy and I cannot wait to see that beautiful face. I love you xx

Y/N: I love you too xx

My brother drives me back home once they have stitched me up, the drive was relatively quiet with just my brother chatting about how if he gets hold of Pama he is a dead man which makes me laugh. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?” My brother asks as we pull up outside my house. “Thanks for the offer but Mase has come over to look after me so I will be all good”.

“I am glad you got Mason” my brother says giving me cuddle “I know I am a very lucky girl”. I thank him again for driving me home and told him to message me once he is home. He watches me walk inside then slowly drives up the drive way.

Once inside I can hear the TV on low volume and the smell instantly hits me, whatever it is smells amazing. Mason suddenly appears from around the corner, as soon as he sees me he runs across the room and wraps me in his arms. He places a soft kiss to my forehead “how are you doing?” he asks inspecting my scars. I give Mason a small smile “I am just shattered its been a long day. The scar doesn’t hurt too much just my head is really sore”.

Mason gives me another hug “I am so sorry baby come and sit on the sofa. I have put dinner on as I am starving so I am guessing you are too” which I nod in response.

“It smells amazing Mase, I cannot wait to eat that! Well I am guessing a congratulations is in order my semi-finalist!”

“Thank you baby! The boys are so excited. I just wish it didn’t end like that. Pama had not right to do that. Its so far out of order! Wait until he is back in training I am going to give him a peace of my mind, no one hurts my girl.” He places a strand of hair that has fallen out of my messy bun behind my ears and gives me a kiss to my lips, it’s a small soft kiss like he is trying to be careful not to break me.

“Mase he isn’t worth it. I have played up against so many pricks like that before. He thinks because I am girl he needs to assert his dominance. Its not worth it affecting your career just because he is a dickhead. Now come on I am okay that’s the main thing and now I get my sexy boyfriend to look after me”.

The sound of my phone binging takes us out our romantic moment “Jheez someone is popular! Everyone must be so worried about you” Mason says “Yeah my management team released a post confirming I am okay I am guessing this is just the comments from that.” I open up my phone and see all the Instagram comments. I suddenly stop and am wide eyed. Mason looks at me with concern “whats wrong?” he asks. “Well I think our secret is out”. I say passing Mason the phone so he can see the comments for himself.

Your yourusername posted:

Thank you to all the Y/T/N fans today, I am gutted about the result but thank you for cheering us on loud, your support is exceptional. Thank you to all who have messaged regarding the injury, I am all okay just need time and rest. I had 14 stitches along my hairline but I will be making a total recovering and be back playing as soon as possible! As always thank you for being the best fans in the world!   

User 1: I cannot believe Pama’s tackle absolutely out of order. No sportsmanship at all!

User 2: I was so worried when Y/N went down with the amount of blood. Glad she is going to make a total recovery.

User 3: Is anyone going to talk about how Mason Mount went straight to Y/N when she went down?

User 4: Yeah and the way he shoved and went off at Pama after the tackle?

User 5: Did anyone else see the replay when Mason tackled Y/N and he mouthed ‘Sorry’ to her? Totally shipping them together 💗

User 6: I love Mason and Y/N together, please tell me its true 🥰

User 7: Give the fans what they want! 🙌

“Well I guess its out in the open now” Mason says shrugging it off.

“I knew playing eachother was going to be an issue” I say with panic in my voice.

“Calm down why are you panicking? You knew they were going to find out eventually and well they seem to be very happy about it. So why don’t we give them exactly what they want?”

It would be nice to have everything out in the open regarding me and Mason, having us a secret has been nice but it is probably time to do the hard launch. Everyone already is assuming so it does make sense. “I think I am ready to be public official with you Mount” Mason gives me the biggest smile and kisses me, this time with urgency and passion. I wince as his hand goes to grab my hair, Mason quickly pulls away “shit I am sorry” he says apologising. “Its fine just a bit delicate for now, we cannot go as hard as we did last night.” I joked.

Mason sends me a wink as he stands up “okay I will go easy on you tonight” he comes back a couple of minutes later with his phone. “what are you doing?” I asked confused. He joins me on the sofa and puts his phone up to us as he is taking a selfie. I quickly hide myself in his chest as I look a mess right now and Mason takes the picture.

“I think its time for the hard launch now” and shows me the picture. It’s a lovely photo, we look settled together and comfortable in eachothers arms. “I love it” I reply. “I love you” Mason replies.

Mason types away on his phone, I get the notification that I have been tagged in a post. Mason posts that picture of us:

You had us all worried there for a minute Y/N/N but I will take the best care of you @your_username. Y/T/N she will be back in no time! 💗💗

[clowningaroundmars]

chuck my friend chuck

[seagull-scribbles]

Love her even though I’m not supposed to ❤️ she keeps me up

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

Scala’s beloved, age 25 😊 (he probably wears this til his late 30s, give or take)

[original concept/sketch]

[jitters-art]

travelling together.

sasuke week day 6 — alternate ending

[ ID: a full body drawing of blank period sasuke and naruto in the woods just before dark. sasuke sits against a tree and naruto kneels, his amputated arm balancing on sasukes shoulder. both are feeding onigiri to two black cats. sasuke has pale skin and wears a dark grey sweatshirt and black jeans. his nails are painted black. naruto has brown skin, light freckles, sun spots, dimples and wears a light grey sweatshirt, pink shorts, a blue headband and blue earrings. his nails are painted blue and he has his normal length hair with roots growing in. END ID. ]

[xxplastic-cubexx]

still thinking of my fave marvel rivals interaction where my jeff and i were hanging on the point after knocking out the other team and lil bro sprays the space in front of me and emotes and we both said thank you at the same time like i fear im never forgetting that ever

[duncanor]

I kinda wanna draw my fantasy/princess and the frog AU for byler again

Like, it's been years, I'm not really in the fandom anymore but it was a fun idea. I might, I might.. 🤔

[xmdart]

THEY'RE IN LOVE, YOUR HONOR!!

Leander Prewett x Oliver Trudor (oc)

[dummygutsart]

just two wizards

hangin out

[real-life-cloud]

U know I'm deciding rn. If I'm still single at 30 then I am just Having a goddamn baby

[skellyjingles]

WOOO!!! Finally got my Carnival bunnydoll drawings done!!!

It's my favorite AU and actually the first AU I've ever drawn, I just never got around to finishing them until now.

Carnival AU by @sm-baby

[archangeldyke-all]

I JUST WATCHED ACT ONE AND HOLY SHIT

Do you think sevika likes biting? Like when other people do it? Because when I saw caitlyn doing it to her I could’ve sworn there was a smirk on sevikas face.

Anyway could you do like headcanons on this? If that’s okay. I love you❤️

oh i KNOW she likes biting AHAHHAAHAH

men and minors dni

really, nobody's been able to make you cum like sevika can. not even your trusty vibrator.

so, it's not surprising to you that you're always scratching up her back and leaving bite marks on her shoulders, but it is concerning.

you confront her about it early on in your relationship. both of you are naked and catching your breath in bed, sevika lazily smoking a cigarette and rubbing your back as you lay on top of her, your finger tracing the indent of your teeth on her breast.

"sevika... am i too rough with you?" you ask.

sevika chokes on her smokes, then sputters a laugh. "what're you talking about?!" she cackles.

"i'm always tearing your back up with my nails-- you've got, like scars on your shoulders now babe. and i worry that i'll draw blood one day, with my teeth or nails--"

"--okay, shut up." sevika cuts you off. you huff a bit and pinch her nipple, and sevika shivers and giggles. "baby. if you recall, i'm not exactly gentle with you, either. just fucked you like a bitch in heat, love, 'n 'm gonna have to lotion your ass from how much i was smacking it."

you suddenly feel bashful, sevika's casual discussion of the mindblowing sex you just had giving you butterflies. you bite her again, much more gently, now, right on the collarbone. "shush." you demand.

"what, you're shy now?" sevika teases. she takes a long drag off her cigarette before stubbing it out out and wrapping you up in her arms. "babe. i like it when you bite me. feels good to know i'm making you feel that good but... i also just like it. the feeling, and the bruises, 'n the way i get to show everyone you're fuckin' me... in fact, i'd like it if you did it even harder. 'n more. could probably cum in my pants from your teeth on my throat..." sevika admits, her voice trailing off and her eyes darting away from yours.

you chuckle and kiss her cheek. "who's shy now?"

sevika just smacks your ass.

so... you start biting her harder. in your time with sevika you've learned how to treat all kinds of wounds, so you aren't as hesitant as you might be to make her bleed. plus, sevika really fucking does love it.

she gets this excited little smirk going on her face when you start gnawing at her flesh, and when you finally really sink your teeth in (usually on her thighs, just a few inches away from her dripping cunt) she just melts. she whimpers and collapses against the bed and sometimes, if you're lucky, you can see her clit twitch in pleasure, despite the fact that you haven't touched her yet.

the first time she cums from it, it's an accident on your part.

you're at the last drop with her, drunk and grinding and making out sloppily in your little corner of the bar, and some woman across the room keeps eyeing her.

eventually, you pull away from her with a huff, smacking her shoulder a bit.

"w-what?" sevika asks, a little out of breath. you have to bite your lip to concentrate enough to get your words out, to resist the temptation of just kissing her again.

"d'you know her?" you ask, gesturing to the woman.

sevika quickly looks over her shoulder, a frown on her face. "w-who?"

"the bitch that's eyeing you like she's gonna be the one going home with you tonight." you growl.

a smile ticks up at the side of sevika's lips, and you scowl. "jealous, baby?"

"no. jealousy would be if you weren't mine. but you are. i'm possessive."

sevika's smile only grows, and she turns her back on her admirer to wrap her arms back around your waist. "i dunno her, love. even if i did, she'd be the last fuckin' thing on my mind tonight. first thing is your ass. second is your tongue. third and forth right here." sevika says as she squeezes your tits. you can't keep your giggles in.

"what about my teeth?" you tease.

sevika shudders, and before you know it, you're being pinned to a wall.

you groan in her mouth, wrapping one of your legs around her hips as she grinds against you. she shoves a hand under your shirt, groping your stomach and tits as you kiss.

you grab her lower lip between your teeth, and sevika freezes, hot little puffs of air hitting your face as she waits in anticipation for your next move.

you give her lip a soft nip before letting it go and ducking down to lick at her throat.

"ba-baby. please." sevika whines, her hips bucking against you in uncoordinated, sloppy little thrusts.

fuck. fuck. you don't have any real reason to worry, not when sevika's begging for your teeth in her throat. it's so hot it makes you dizzy, and you lose yourself for just a second as you clamp your teeth down into her flesh, hard.

sevika stiffens, squeaks, and then starts to shiver, her body collapsing against you and pinning you to the wall. you wrap your arms around her waist, groaning into her skin as she shivers against you.

"f-fuck!" sevika shouts. you pull away from her throat, blood and spit connecting your lips to her skin as you nuzzle her cheek. "fuck. fuck, i love you." sevika sighs.

you giggle, kissing her scars. "i love you, too, baby. can't believe you just came in your fuckin' pants for me."

sevika chuckles. "'s hot watching you get jealous, or possessive, or whatever." she says with a shrug. "'n i really fuckin' like your teeth."

you gently nip her cheek, then press your bloody lips to hers.

sevika moans at the taste.

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EARNED IT

Paige Bueckers x reader

In which reader wants a pair of shoes but instead of just buying them, Paige makes reader earn them, each orgasm bringing her $200 closer - loosely based on a request @d3arapril got and passed onto me (ty girl ily)

Warnings: SMUT (slight CNC, use of a dildo, overstim, P being a little sadistic), lowkey filthiest thing i've written so beware

Wordcount: 4.9K

A/N: SURPRISE! enjoy this little pre-game treat while I work on the prologue for So It Goes ;)

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It had been a long day. Work had been killing you and frankly, you missed your girlfriend who had been training tirelessly in the past weeks. It was as if the only times you saw each other were when she was about to leave, coming into your bedroom and kissing you goodbye for the day, or the couple hours after she got home when you ate dinner together and went to bed. 

It was all okay, you understood the stakes, you always knew what it entailed to date the famous Paige Bueckers. That basketball was her life, that it meant a lot of lonely nights, sometimes for weeks during the season. But it was all worth it, because when she was there, you were the most spoiled, pampered girl in the world.

You could hear the shower turn off as you sat on the couch of your apartment, looking for something to spoil yourself with on your phone - you had received a bonus earlier today and thought you deserved something nice to celebrate. So naturally, almost out of habit, your finger was scrolling on the Louboutin homepage, admiring your dream shoes - the shiny leather and bright red sole of the shoe drawing you eye in. Maybe if you saved a little more, you could finally get them.

“You’d look so fine in those,” you’re interrupted by Paige, leaning over your shoulder to see what you were up to. When you turn around you find her shower fresh, wet hair still dripping and a robe tied loosely on her body. She smelled so delicious and clean you just wanted to bask in her. To throw yourself on her and have her hold you for days on end.

Paige kisses the top of your head from behind as she leans down and wraps two arms around you. Heaven is the only way to describe how that felt after days of missing her.

“Well gimme a couple months and I’ll save up,” you chuckle, tilting your head back to look at her. She smiles but scoffs a little at your words.

“I gotchu,” she laughs and yanks the phone out of your hands much too quickly for your reflexes.

“No!!” you yelp, jumping off the couch in a white top and underwear, following her around your apartment, feeble attempts to try and steal back the phone as she dodges you with ease, a smug grin on her face.

“‘S not even that much, relax,” Paige pushes your hands away gently, plopping herself down on the armchair in your living room that the blonde had reclaimed as “hers”. 

“Got that NIL money, can buy my girl whatever she wants,” she brags, leaning back in the robe that’s not doing much to cover her legs up. The sliver of white boxers on her muscular thighs electrify you, and the confident expression on her face doesn’t help when you feel the familiar ache fluttering between your thighs.

“It’s 800 dollars Paige,” you point out, sitting yourself on the blonde’s thigh, like you had so many times before. It was something about this chair that made her want to have you on her constantly. Perhaps it was the way you two fit in it just right, the way you felt small in her arms. Nevertheless, you had spent hours in this chair scrolling Tiktok, sharing a tub of ice cream, reading books or just talking after a long day.

Paige holds you bridal style, your bare legs sprawled across her lap. Her fingertips draw patterns up and down on your thighs, sending goosebumps everywhere. You loved these moments, they almost made up the fact that she was gone most days.

“That’s nothing baby, don’ worry,” Paige murmurs, already putting her card details in. 

“I’m serious P!” you groan, grabbing your phone finally from the blonde’s hands. Truth be told, you felt a little bad. Paige was always showering you with gifts, trips on your birthday, hell she had even convinced she should pay for your groceries since she was over all the time and ate most of them. She paid for every date, for gas, drove you around whenever she could. She spoiled the hell out of you and you let her. You knew she loved to do it. But still, something about it made you feel bad. To have your girl do so much for you without giving anything in return.

“I wanna earn it! I just got a bonus and if I save up some more I can get them,” you explain, the bewildered look on Paige’s face finally softening. A small grin tugs at the corner of her mouth as her blue eyes roam over your face, flickering to your lips. Her fingertips sneak further up your leg as her tongue licks over her pink bottom lip. All that was enough for you to know Paige had something dirty on her mind.

“Oh yeah? You wanna earn it?” she asks menacingly. With a confused look you nod, not quite sure what she meant.

Instead of explaining, she’s pulling you in by the back of your head, kissing you feverishly. The tension grows quickly, each kiss more passionate than the last. She wants you bad. Your hands entangle in her wet hair as you wrap your arms around the blonde. The fresh scent of shampoo, mango and guava, fills your nostrils. Paige moves her hand to your inner thighs, squeezing and caressing the soft skin, making a wet spot grow on your underwear embarrassingly quickly. 

She pulls her lips away with a struggle, attempting to catch her breath. You wince, already missing her mouth. 

“You wanna play a lil game with me baby?” She asks, hooded eyes blinking quickly as she refocuses on your face.

“What game?” Your voice is shaky from how much the ache between your legs had grown.

Paige sits up a little, clearing her throat. “Well, you said you wanna earn it,” she starts, walking her fingers up your thigh slowly. “and I really wanna touch you baby,” she adds. “How about each time you cum for me you get 200 dollars?”

The blush that sets on your cheeks is immediate, making your face red and hot. At first you want to shake your head, immediately turn it down. It felt so wrong. But then Paige’s fingertips inch closer to your core, and you can’t help but consider. She really wants to get you off after all. And if there was one thing about Paige, once she started she didn’t know how to stop.

The blue eyes roam your face, looking for a reaction. With a huff, Paige leans in and kisses on your earlobe. “Been away so much lately, need my girl,” she hums into your ear, chills taking over your body. That’s enough to do it.

“Okay,” you whimper, Paige grinning against your skin.

“Yeah? You not gon’ tap out?” She says with that arrogant lilt in her voice as your gazes meet.

“No.” 

Your tone is much more confident than you are.

“Bet.”

With that Paige’s fingertips press into your clothed core, dragging along your clit as you moan, your head already lulling back.

“You already this wet?” The blonde chuckles irritatingly, but you’re too desperate for her to do anything about it.

“Been missing you,” you whimper as her fingers rub in a circle, her lips returning to your ear as they suck on your earlobe, pulling on it with her teeth.

“Fuck I know baby, haven’t been giving you enough attention huh?” She coos, hot breath on your neck. You nod, agreeing with her, growing wetter, needier for something she wasn’t giving you yet. “Lemme make it up for you,” she whispers, nuzzling her nose against your neck. “Stand up.”

You do as she says as if in some sort of trance, willing to bend every which way for her. Paige looks up at you, spreading her legs further and reaching for your panties. With a swift movement she pulls them down, leaving you only in the tight white tank top in front of her. 

She pats her thigh, flexing the muscle there, inviting you to sit. It’s so tempting you don’t hesitate even for a moment when you straddle it. A gasp leaves your mouth when your wet cunt meets her soft, warm skin. She hisses, feeling your slick on her, licking her lips.

“Oh shit,” you whimper, Paige’s hands moving to your ass, kneading hungrily. You could already feel a fire in your abdomen, making you lightheaded. 

“C’mon,” the blonde urges you to move, her hands beginning to grind your hips back and forth. The way her thigh drags along your clit is making you see stars. Paige’s eyes are locked on the way you’re grinding on her, her cheeks turning red as she lets out loud exhales and hisses at the way your pussy feels on her skin. 

Grabbing onto her shoulders, you fasten the pace, needy for more. 

“That feels so- oh fuck baby,” you moan, feeling Paige flex her thigh underneath you, providing just the correct angle and pressure for you. Your legs are already shaking as her hands guide you, hips moving back and forth.

“Shit,” Paige whimpers as if she’s the one getting off. Leaning forward she begins to kiss your neck, sucking enough to leave a mark and a sting but it only spurs you on. Grabbing the hem of your top, she lifts it just enough to reveal your tits, eyes locked on the way they move with your body as you grind faster.

“Look so fucking good,” she murmurs almost to herself, one hand kneading your ass, the other your breast. “C’mon, you gonna get off on my thigh?” 

You nod desperately, hair falling all over your face as the coil inside you tightens, the pressure on your clit bordering on overwhelming. Your movements were turning sloppy as your orgasm approached you, desperately grinding your hips. To help you Paige’s hands return to your ass, assisting with the movements. 

“Fuck Paige, fuck,” you gasp, the burn in your core so intense it made your eyes roll back. A loud smack is followed with a sharp pain as Paige slaps your ass harshly, spurring you on.

“C’mon baby,” she groans, leaning forward to kiss your chest feverishly. As her warm tongue begins to circle your nipple, you can feel yourself starting to spill over. Hands gripping onto her shoulders, she flexes her muscles one more time, your clit rubbing desperately on her thigh as you come. 

“Oh-” you’re gasping, face scrunched up in pleasure as Paige’s hands guide your hips, soft lips sucking on your nipple to make the pleasure even more intense. Waves of pleasure wash over you as your cunt clenches around nothing, slick spilling out of you.

“That never gets old,” Paige moans as you try to catch your breath, your movements coming to a halt as the blonde keeps kissing along your neck and jaw. Your body already feels tired, worn out. But the night was just beginning.

“That’s 200 bucks for you ma,” she grins, finding your lips in a needy kiss. “You should know tho, you riding my thigh is worth a lot more,” Paige murmurs against your mouth. “Fuck, would pay millions to see that shit.”

Her words make you whimper into her mouth, giving her the opportunity to slide her tongue inside, meeting yours in a wet, sloppy kiss. Grabbing your thighs, Paige stands up from the chair and lifts you with ease, her robe falling open as she walks you to the couch. Placing you on the soft cushions, she watches you with hooded eyes.

“Wait here,” she murmurs before disappearing into your bedroom. When she returns, her robe is hanging off her shoulders loosely, chests and abs completely exposed. In her large hands she’s holding a purple, 7 inch dildo. A gift from the blonde but left unused because of how busy she had been.

You could still feel your core throbbing from your last orgasm, but the heat was quick to grow again when you see Paige holding it with a grin. As you lie on your back, waiting for her to touch you, Paige walks to the opposite end of the couch, leaning back and spreading her legs. 

“C’mere,” she says hoarsely, her fingers curling to invite you closer. Excited, you crawl to her. Paige’s impatient hands grab you and pull you onto her lap until you’re straddling her.

“You wanna put on a show for me?” She asks. Her head is tilted back as she watches you, the blue of her eyes completely blown out.

“Yes,” you whimper and gasp when her hand smacks your ass again, sharp pain following but making your pussy more soaked if possible.

“Such a slut huh?” She asks, making you only needier. Paige looks down between her thighs, holding the toy there in her hand, the plastic pressing against your stomach.

“Ride this shit,” she says, and you can tell it’s not a suggestion with the way she’s looking at you, her jaw suddenly sharper, eyes even darker. Your legs still feel shaky, but the urge to be filled up by her is so overwhelming you can’t help but lift your hips.

The tip of the toy presses against your folds, the blonde sliding it to your entrance teasingly. Your slick is already dripping down its length as you lower yourself on the tip, Paige’s hand on your hip guiding you.

A loud gasp escapes your mouth as Paige pulls you down on the length, making you take all of it. The stretch is too much, overwhelming you quickly, making your eyes roll back. However, Paige’s grounding hand grabs your jaw firmly, bringing your eyes to hers.

“Earn it ma,” she commands, leaning back and holding the toy steady with both hands. You knew exactly what she wanted.

With slow movements you begin to move up and down on the toy, letting it fill you up all the way. It feels so good it’s almost painful, and you can’t help but moan loud when it hits somewhere deep inside you you didn’t even know existed.

“Oh god,” you moan, eyes shutting in ecstasy. Paige is leaning back, watching you with hooded eyes and mouth slightly parted, moaning with you like she’s the one getting fucked.

“You’re so hot,” she groans, licking her lips. “Play with those tits for me.”

Without thinking your hands grab onto your chest, kneading as you pick up the pace, now bouncing on the toy that Paige is holding. The blonde can’t take it anymore, hand snaking around you to grab your ass hard. 

“Paige-” you gasp as she smacks your ass again, hard enough to leave marks to remind you of tonight for the days to come.

“That’s it ma, love it when you ride my shit,” she whimpers, her voice hoarse and deep. Watching you is getting Paige so wet she thinks she might come untouched, watching you bounce on the toy - what might as well be her cock. 

She can’t help it anymore, purely the way you look is getting her close enough to come. Her veiny hand moves off your ass, dragging down her stomach into her boxers where she’s met with her soaked cunt already throbbing. 

“Ah shit,” she moans as her fingers slip inside her, filling her up while you ride the toy for her. 

“C’mon, faster,” Paige commands. Whimpering and writhing, you maneuver from your knees to your feet, squatting on the toy now. Gripping Paige’s muscular shoulders for dear life, you begin to bounce on the toy, your tits in the blonde’s face.

“Such a good girl for me, shit,” she moans, her fingers pumping in and out of herself. She’s struggling not to come before you, her head lulling back and eyes nearly shutting. 

“Oh fuck,” you cry out, the burn in your thighs becoming overwhelming as you ride her, your pussy clenching around the length inside you. Leaning backwards to give Paige an even better view, you reach back to hold her thighs for support, making sure she sees all the inches disappearing inside you, stretching you out.

“Fuck baby you making a mess on my cock huh?” Paige whimpers, trying to sound together but there’s a whine in her voice that’s telling you she’s trying not to roll off the edge.

“Feels so good,” you gasp, the new angle letting the tip of the toy hit the spongy part inside you, making fire spread all over your abdomen. You’re dripping around the toy now, probably all over the couch, but neither of you seem to care.

“You like how my cock feels inside you?” Paige asks, voice breathy.

Nodding desperately, you allow your head to lull back, the squelching sounds coming out of both of you echoing around the living room. “Love riding your cock baby.”

“Aw sh- please tell me you’re close ma,” Paige cries out, her cunt throbbing around her fingers as she watches you.

“N-need to cum,” you mewl, tears filling your eyes.

“Shit- that’s right baby, earn it for me,” Paige rambles, her voice getting whinier as your pussy squeezes the toy tight, your movements on it turning rampant as you chase your high.

“Such a good girl for me, gonna make me cum,” the blonde continues, forcing her eyes to stay open as she spills over the edge so she can watch you come on her cock. All of a sudden intense pleasure takes over you, and your moans turn high pitched and desperate as you release all over the toy, the stretch making your legs shake.

“Aw fuck you look so fucking good, yeah ride that shit,” Paige moans loud as she comes with you. Plenty of high pitched cusses spill from her pink lips but you barely hear her, too focused on the ecstasy running through you. Once the feeling passes you crash onto the blonde underneath you, whole body shaking from the strain.

“That’s it baby,” Paige praises, sliding her fingers out of her cunt and carefully bringing them to your lips. They’re glistening in the light, covered in her slick. Eyes still closed and head resting on the blonde’s chest, you part your lips and swirl your tongue around them, tasting her. You wrap your lips around her fingers and suck on them as Paige pulls the toy out of you, leaving an uncomfortable emptiness behind.

“No more,” you whisper once the blonde’s fingers return to her side. She chuckles, brushing the hairs sticking to your sweaty forehead. 

“C’mon now that’s only 400 bucks,” she laughs but you shake your head. 

“It’s ok, I can save the rest,” you complain, your body sore and tired and way too sensitive to be touched.

“Well I’m not done with you yet ma,” Paige whispers. “So you might as well earn a lil sum.”

With that Paige is pushing you to your back, the robe finally falling off her body leaving her exposed, nipples hard and goosebumps covering her milky skin. Her hands grip your thighs spreading them wide and without warning, she leans down and begins to slowly drag her tongue along your cunt, taking her time.

You’re already squirming, two hands on her head ready to push her off. The two orgasms had left you sensitive and worn out. You’re not sure if you could do more. But Paige seemed to have decided for you.

She grabs your wrists, pulling them to your side against the couch. “Keep ‘em there,” she orders as she begins to lick against your puffy, swollen clit, humming contently as your body begins squirms. 

“‘S too much,” you cry out but she shakes her head, moaning into your pussy. 

“No it’s not, you can take it,” she assures, arms wrapping around your thighs to pull you closer, to hold you down. She’s lapping you up now, desperately trying to taste every inch of you. Her warm tongue swirls in your folds, moaning at your taste. If there was something Paige Bueckers loves it’s eating pussy. “Doin’ so good for me,” she praises.

The sensation is enough to make your legs tremble desperately, your third orgasm quickly building up. Every muscle in your body ached, and all touches and flicks on your clit felt heightened, making your eyes well up. You were a mess, back arching, hands grabbing the couch, the soft pillows thrown all over the floor now. Every part of you was writhing except your hips that Paige was holding down and still for her sake. She was eating you like she had never tasted you before, as if she had been starving for you.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck-” you mewl, grabbing onto her blonde locks still wet from the shower. As you yank Paige moans, watching you from underneath her long dark eyelashes. She’s watching for every reaction, blue eyes filled with lust and locked onto every movement, every expression. She can’t look away.

Paige lays her tongue flat against your puffy clit and shakes her head from one side to the other, your cunt beginning to throb immediately. 

“Just like that, shit baby,” you moan, pulling onto the blonde hair. Paige pulls back, buried so deep in your folds she’s gasping for air as she comes up. Her gaze moves from your face to your pussy, a mixture of her spit and your slick dripping out of you onto the couch.

“Aw fuck I can see this pussy throbbing,” Paige gasps and immediately dives back in, the strain in her jaw quickly forgotten by the sight of you. Suddenly she spits onto your folds and urgently leans back in to lap it all up. It was so hot, so dirty that the sight was enough for your muscles to begin to twitch a third time around this evening.

“Oh fuck, Paige-”

“Right there?” She asks, staring up at you from between your thighs, her fingertips digging into the skin of your hips. Her tongue lies flat against your swollen clit, circling against it making all the muscles in your body tremble desperately.

“Yes, yes yes yes yes!” You gasp, real tears spilling from your eyes. You’re teetering right on the edge, only needing permission now from the blonde between your thighs.

“Fuuuuckk ma, cum on my face, please,” she moans, fastening her movements and gripping you harder, her eyes rolling back when you yank on her hair hard. “Please,” Paige cries out, clearly desperate, needing to make you come.

“I’m coming, oh fuck-” you cry out, your whole back arching upwards but Paige’s hand presses you down as her tongue keeps working you, drinking up all of it as you crash over the edge. The sounds coming out of you are muffled from how hard the climax hits you, seeing stars as Paige keeps lapping you up.

“Okay okay okay stop,” you whine pulling her hair, the sensation becoming too much too quickly as you come down. But Paige only grabs your wrists tightly in one of her large hands, pinning them together and holding them against your stomach.

“I’m not fucking done,” Paige says directly into your pussy, not slowing down for a second. You try everything, squirming, pulling your hands free, but it was useless. She was way too strong, and clearly wanted you way too much to give in to your whining.

“Paige please,” you cry, eyes welling up again as the tip of her tongue moves back and forth at an accelerating speed.

“You’re not done till I say so,” Paige commands and from the tone of her voice you know - there’s no fighting if she had decided to have you.

“‘S too much.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Suddenly Paige has you flipped over, pressed against the soft armrest of the couch. Her strong hand quickly wraps around your hair and yanks on it, pulling your back flush against her exposed front.

“You want those shoes huh?” She asks with her lips pressed against your ear, a slight sadistic tone in your voice.

“Yes,” you answer weakly.

“Gotta earn it,” Paige says, kissing your neck before pushing you down by your hair till you’re bent over the armrest, ass high up in the air. Paige’s hands grip onto your ass and spread you wide open before you feel her tongue lick against your folds once, twice, until she dives and begins to lap you up even more hungry than before. 

“Oh fuck!” You gasp, completely forgetting about the thin walls and the poor neighbours next door. Nothing in this moment mattered except you, Paige and her plump lips sucking on your clit, still holding you wide open for her.

“Fucking love this pussy,” Paige groans, lips and mouth working hard, getting covered in a mixture of your mess and her spit. It’s simultaneously too much and so fucking hot, the way she’s eating you from behind, the way her nose is pressing against your entrance, rubbing against it teasingly.

Suddenly your pussy is throbbing around nothing, and it’s like the blonde can tell because next thing you know you feel a sudden stretch inside you. The toy from earlier suddenly pounds into you, making you gasp.

“Ohhhhhh shit P-” you can’t even form full sentences, the sudden sensation and the speed which Paige is fucking the dildo in and out of you with making you let out a cry louder than before.

“Ohh fuck ma, perfect pussy I swear,” Paige groans, pulling herself back to fuck the toy into you with more force, watching the way you’re getting stretched out. 

“‘S too big,” you cry, reaching back to push the blonde’s hands away. She grabs your wrists, holding both in one hand with ease and pinning them against your back.

“Don’t push me away,” she asserts, somehow finding a new angle as you crash flat against the armrest, making you take it even deeper. You could swear she’s in your guts now, and the loud squelching sounds your soaked cunt is making is only making your mind spin more.

Your whole body’s shaking as your front presses against the soft cushions of the couch, Paige pinning you down by your wrists as she keeps fucking into you. Your juices are everywhere, on the couch, on Paige’s face and hands, gushing out of you around the toy. 

“You gonna cum on this cock?” Paige asks, her voice hoarse with arousal. 

“Mmph-” you moan, face buried into the armrest. The blonde lets go of your wrists and smacks your ass, gripping it tight to fuck the toy even deeper, impossibly so.

“Answer me baby,” she groans, increasing her speed, the tip hitting the right spot each time to make you clench and throb so hard you could barely think.

“Yes yes yes ‘m gonna come fuck,” you cry, grabbing the cushions of the couch desperately.

“Yeah, you gonna cum for me just to get some shoes?” Paige sadistically says, kneading your ass. The wet sounds are becoming louder, your mess dripping everywhere.

“Yes Paige, please please please!” 

“Perfect girl, perfect fucking pussy huh? Letting me fuck your shit up just like this?” 

“Yes, please P-”

“Cum for me.”

She’s killing your shit, toy pounding into your guts. The stretch is so intense your eyes roll back involuntarily, and a loud whimper leaves your body as your pussy clenches around the toy, finally releasing and letting your climax wash over.

Paige is talking you through it, you’re pretty sure. But you can’t hear over your own moans, over the sounds coming from your body, over the way you felt like you might black out. Every muscle in your body is on fire, fingers gripping anything they could find. Next thing you’re being carried into your bedroom, Paige laying you down gently on your back and climbing next to you.

Finally your eyes flutter open as the blonde pulls you into her chest.

“What happened?” you murmur, and Paige chuckles.

“Just made you cum a lil too hard I think,” she laughs and kisses your forehead. Her hands are playing with the ends of your hair, stroking your arms and back, grounding you.

“Did so good for me,” the blonde coos, kissing your lips softly. You could still taste yourself on her. “You okay?”

You nod. All your muscles ache and the strain had made you exhausted, but that definitely made up for all the time Paige had spent away from you in the past weeks.

“That was hot,” you admit, which makes the blonde let out a loving giggle.

“Not you saying that, hottest thing we ever did I swear,” Paige praises, pressing kisses on top of your head again. “Let me go run you a bath baby.”

But as she moves you wrap your arms tighter around her waist, pulling her closer with all the strength you had left. 

“A little longer,” you whisper against her sticky skin. Paige couldn’t dream of leaving you alone, not like this, not when you sound like that - all of it makes her bend to your every whim, she couldn’t help it.

“Okay, a little longer,” she repeats. 

“And you’re ordering those shoes now,” you command, a slight shake to your voice from the prior activities.

“Deal.”

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[loveritas]

Satoru was forever grateful for being strong, not just because of his work or the endless battles he faced, but for moments like this. Moments when he held you down in his lap, your body trembling and unable to escape, as his fingers worked relentlessly, coaxing sounds from you that drove him insane.

He leaned back some, his pale lashes casting shadows over his crystalline blue eyes as he watched you with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. "You're so sensitive," he said as his hands moved with precision, long fingers dipping in and out of your pussy, the lewd sound of your wetness echoing in your ears.

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you whimpered his name. You weren't sure whether it was a plea or a prayer anymore as you squirmed in his lap, trying to pull away from his insistent touch, but his arms only tightened around you, holding you “I can’t… I can’t anymore.”

“Of course you can baby,” he mused, tilting his head. His words were maddening, his tone reflecting his amusement at your predicament, “You’ve got another one in you, don’t you?”

His fingers were maddening, each stroke calculated to drive you closer to the edge. "Look at you," he murmurs. "So desperate, so needy. It's pathetic, really." His lips curve into a smirk as he watches your face contort with pleasure and frustration. "But so fucking beautiful."

You attempt to close your thighs, desperate to alleviate the overwhelming sensation, but Satoru's strong legs prevent you from finding any relief. He uses them to keep you spread wide open, exposing you completely to his relentless touch. "Ah ah ah," he tuts, shaking his head in mock disapproval. "None of that now, pretty girl.”

You're torn between the need to give in and the urge to struggle against the overstimulation. But here on his lap, with your thighs held open and his arms tightly around you, all you’re able to do is surrender to the sensations. His body radiates heat from where you’re pressed against him, as he effortlessly prevents your struggles. His long, pale fingers continue their merciless exploration, caressing and torturing your folds with each deliberate movement.

His fingers dip lower again, plunging back into your dripping entrance. He pumps them slowly, savouring the way your walls clench around him, trying to draw him deeper. The obscene squelching sounds fill the air, a testament to your body's desperate need.

He traces maddening circles around your clit, the pad of his thumb applying just enough pressure to send jolts of electricity through your core. Your hips buck involuntarily, seeking more of that delicious friction, but he denies you, pulling away barely just as you're on the brink of ecstasy.

"Look how wet you are," he murmurs, bringing his glistening fingers to your lips. "Taste yourself, baby. Taste how much you want this."

You hesitate for a moment before parting your lips, allowing him to push his fingers into your mouth. The taste of your own arousal is intoxicating, and you can't help but moan around his digits, the vibrations sending shivers through both of you.

Satoru groans, his grip tightening possessively. "Fuck, you're perfect," he growls, his voice rough with desire. "My perfect little wife, so responsive, so eager to please."

He withdraws his fingers from your mouth, only to guide them back into your dripping core. His pace increases, his touch growing more urgent, fingers curling just right against that sweet spot as he chases your impending climax. Your body tenses, every muscle pulled taut as Satoru's fingers work you closer and closer to the edge. 

With a final, skillful thrust of his fingers, you shatter. Your orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave, your pussy clenching down around his digits with vice-like intensity. You gush around his fingers, coating his hand as you come undone, crying out his name in a mixture of pleasure and despair.

Satoru groans, his hips grinding against your ass as he rides out your climax with you. "That's it, baby," he encourages, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "Come for me. Let me feel you."

Waves of pleasure wash over you as your legs shake, tears streaming down your face, evidence of the overstimulation as your orgasm consumes you entirely. He works you through the aftershocks, drawing out your pleasure until you're a writhing, incoherent mess in his lap.

As your orgasm subsides, leaving you trembling and spent in Satoru's lap, he watches with a smug, satisfied smirk. His eyes gleam with triumph, taking in every twitch and shudder of your body.

"Look at you," he purrs, his voice low and filled with dark amusement. "So beautiful when you let go.

Satoru's fingers ghost over your sensitive clit, barely grazing the sensitive nub. You whine a faint protest, your hand shooting out in a feeble attempt to stop him. 

He chuckles, the sound low and dark, filled with wicked promise. "Aww, still so sensitive?" he teases, fingers retreating just as you're about to push him away. "I'm just playing, beautiful. No need to be so dramatic." he murmurs mockingly as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, placing a gentle kiss there as you come down from your high.

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