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gingerjolover · 8 months ago

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I need jb riding my strap for Valentine’s Day 🫠❤️💗

OOOOOH BABY

this one is SO highly requested, and ive got some opinions

shall we take a blurb-esque journey together?

RPF smut under da cut, minors gtfo<3

there was no specification for reader but i think this could be soft!gf reader or even masc!reader bc realistically i think you're getting treated like a princess on valentines day

i do think jules has certain feelings about v-day like maybe the capitalistic affects on holidays riddled with consumerism

but she also will use ANY excuse to spoil you

so vday could be a day where jb literally just does whatever you want, like you wanna go to the aquarium? you bet your ass she's taking you to the aquarium. movie marathon? oh babe, she's on it and has snacks and drinks and the living room all cozy and decked out

depending on how long your relationship has been going on for or even if its relatively new but maybe it' your first vday together, its clear that jb is a GIVER

like she would literally rip the moon from the sky and give it to you kneeling down holding it on a silver platter for your taking

but the one thing that you really want is to give back to her

and there are plenty of things that you can do for jules, she strikes me as a "just wanna be in the same room and breathe the same air" kind of lover

like after a long day you washing her hair, giving her tense muscles a massage, rubbing cuticle oil on her nails and giving her hands a massage with some nice lotion, "coloring" in her tattoos, or even just giving her a long hug or cuddling and pressing kisses to her skin are all acceptable physical means of compensation for what she does for you

but she doesn't ask for things, especially during sex

she strikes me as someone who isn't quite stone, but maybe somewhere adjacent where like yes of course she wants to get off but she finds SO much pleasure in making you feel good that sometimes she doesn't NEED to

but you want to spoil her so after a really nice dinner or maybe a fun day at home, you're both snuggled up and on the couch or the bed and i think the approach might be a little different

soft!gf is definitely more timid when initiating sex, not like timid like shy but more passive? like jb knows your body better than you do practically and she knows by the way you squirm that you want her to fuck you

regardless, i think jb's perfect starting point is her being able to make you cum at least once with her mouth/fingers OR a combo

like thats a starting point, it can only build up from there but to her that is the best way for her to gauge where you're at and its a good spot for her to be (girlie LOVES to be between your thighs, she eats like she's never eaten before i will die on this hill)

and jb will usually kiss up your body afterwards, her wet chin and lips smacking kisses on every part of your skin

the little fucker loves to press her lips to yours, mumbling against your mouth, usually along the lines of "tastes good, hm?", moving away from your lips and pressing kisses on your face, her brown eyes twinkling mischievously

and usually your hands in her hair as she makes her way down, tongue and teeth teasing a nipple, sucking hickeys into your chest but tonight you tug on her hair gently

she looks up, lips all puffy and pink, baby cow eyes blown out with lust, "what're ya rushin' me for?" or something comes out of her mouth, her lil southern twang making an appearance

and you're like, "the strap," and she's smirking, thinking you're being needy and she tries to dive back in, "be patient..."

"no i- i wanna use it on you," tumbles out of your mouth, confidence skyrocketing from your first orgasm

and she looks like a deer in headlights being like, "huh- w-what?"

and all it really takes is you whining a please, before she's helping you adjust it on your body

i feel like soft!gf has very little experience actually wearing the strap, maybe masc!gf has more experience despite jb being the giver in the relationship

either way jb is sitting lowkey awkwardly, her cheeks are a pink mess or she's doing that eye thing where it's kinda giving side eye

"we don't- i don't have to do this jay, i can just use my mouth," you say, making sure she knows she has full control

and she's stammering like, "what?! no i just-"

"what baby?" you ask her so sweetly, running a hand through her hair, and she's shaking like a fucking leaf

"if you keep looking at me like that with that, thing, on you i'm gonna cum," she says quickly, hella embarrassed that just you kneeling on the bed with it is doing something to her

it's honestly a blur but next thing you know jb is on top, riding the strap, your hands on her hips

and she talks about you being whiny.... biiiiitch she is the WHINIEST mf ever on the strap okay

she literally can't form coherent words, her forehead is glued to your shoulder, her breathing heavy as her hands press on the bed next to your head

you have to encourage her to keep going, truthfully she doesn't have a ton of rhythm, like the way she moves her hips is sloppy because she's feeling more than just the base of the strap on her clit like she would normally feel

i think you'd adjust slightly, pushing her up gently and thrusting upwards and she would damn near shriek

it takes a lot to get her worked up sexually, she's the dirty talker when she's domming you but she has no words, just little mumbles and whines and whimpers and they sound so pretty you can't help but patronize her just a bit because she does the same to you but a million times worse casually

"doing so good jay," you'd breathe out and she's about to lose it

poor jb's literally leaking all over the base of the strap like she can't help it

and when she cums she literally squeals and you have to stifle a giggle because her face is buried into your neck

she moves in to overstim territory pretty quickly so you kinda move her off of it and pull out which she does not like and she kinda huffs when you do

and then you pull out all the stops

lots of kisses, warm cloth, ice water through a silicon straw (she likes to bite them this is my hc another hill i will die on), words of affirmation and praise and then a nice soak in the tub

i wouldn't say she's in subspace but she is kind of in a haze until she's laying with her back against your front in the tub and its almost like she sobers up

"you're in my spot," she grumbles, the grumpiness in her voice a result of absolute vulnerability

you just giggle, pushing her hair out of her face and kissing her cheeks

"we can switch" before she's scoffing like of course you were going to switch

there is definitely a debrief about how she felt, i think she can't quite articulate how much she likes it but its not going to be an everyday thing because as much as it felt good she feels more pleasure getting you off

*insert cheesy "happy valentine's day" exchange here* which julien engages in with an eye roll and a small smile before going into the history of western consumer driven holidays

and of course when engaging in pillowtalk, she does spitball some "new positions" that you could try if "you ever want to ya know, wear the strap again," and you're like.... "so you liked it?" with a smirk, and she's kinda playing it off before being like, "maybe for my birthday we could..."

#anon cutie #julien baker x reader #boygenius x reader #julien baker smut #julien baker blurb #gingy's cupid shuffle #gingy's blurb night #sorry this is so late y'all!#posting a lot the next few days #love u<3

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gingerjolover · 8 months ago

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been in my naomi vibes as of late, would luv to see a smut of naomi for v-day 🎀 possibly involving a lingerie fashion show as you’ve discussed on your page before. luv ur writing 🫶

oh haiiii

so i had this as a whole fic and it.. got deleted

so i shall summarize

RPF smut under da cut, minors gtfo<3 (im so srs)

okay so a long time ago i mentioned that (canonically) naomi calls soft!gf "babydoll" bc of their obsession with buying soft!gf lingerie

and we shall divulge in this however it should be known that naomi did not start buying you lingerie right out the gate okay?

it all started when you and naomi started dating, you didn't uhaul honestly, i feel like naomi is really into their space and environment and it takes a lot of effort for nomi to either move or allow big changes in their space

it starts because naomi bought you a bunch of pajama sets for their apartment

and this just became a thing like naomi would see a cute set online or even on the road and just get it and mail it home for you or whatever

and eventually after a little bit you find out naomi's love for you in lingerie (im thinking it was a lace top and jeans situation that naomi just could not keep it in their pants) and thats when the babydoll thing starts

not the naomi starts off conservatively, but it's really the act of taking it off of you that excites them

but eventually they realize that you find some confidence when they worship you in it so they start to put more effort into what the color is, the type of material, the fit of the set, how easy is it to put on and take off, can the top be worn with jeans in public, and so on and so forth

and this isn't a weekly or even monthly thing, it really is only for special occasions or when naomi wants to spice things up

it's pretty much expected on either of your birthdays, valentines day, and your anniversary to find a big black box with a ribbon tied around it on your bed waiting for you

and maybe because muna has been so busy, naomi hasn't bought any in a while so there's like three or four boxes the night before valentines day

and naomi has the cockiest shit-eating grin on their face, probably in a pair of loose cargos or joggers, a grey crewneck on as they lounge on the bed, hands behind their head

"go on babydoll, show me what ya got," comes out of their mouth, and if you didn't love them sm you'd roll your eyes

and naomi carefully curated the lingerie for valentines this year, like there's a style you really like, a color that compliments your skin, one that is unique and you haven't tried before, and maybe a risky one that naomi didn't know if you'd be interested in

"need help?" naomi would call, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, manspreading with their hands clasped

"no, give me a sec," you'd reply, slipping on the first one

and one by one you'd come out of the bathroom, naomi letting out a low whistle or pretending to faint or fanning themselves, trying to hype you up

they always hold a hand above you, spinning you gently before kissing your hand, rough hands running up and down your sides

naomi is rubbing your hips, groaning softly, "look at you baby doll, goddamn," before pulling you between their legs kissing you softly

naomi ushers you back to the bathroom with a sweet tap on your ass, pushing you softly

but the last one, it's probably a babydoll style but has a bunch of cut outs or is like completely see through

and it's less about the lingerie like i said before, there is something so intimate about this experience for the two of you, both getting some type of boost from it

but this one is like... intensely horny, like you gasp pulling it out of the box bc its almost unholy

and it's probably in a soft pink or dark red or white, one that would compliment your skin tone well (but there's not a ton of fabric to begin with like its mostly frills and sheer)

and you walk out of the bathroom, a tiny bit insecure because it's just SO different than the usual ones

and naomi's reaction is new, its a full jaw drop, absolute shock to the system as naomi literally stutters

there's no witty comment, no annoying whistle or anything, they just stare at you jaw slack

"oh- no, no, don't cover up, get your cute ass over here... holy shit," naomi says, still shocked but noticing your nervousness. and you walk over gently, and even for the room thats literally vibrating in sexual tension and insanely horny energy, naomi just brushes some hair out of your face and cups your cheek, "you look so pretty babydoll," and it's so tender and affectionate you could sob

and honestly, kinda a blur but it takes naomi approximately .5 seconds to rip it off of you before they are buried between your legs

like never ate a meal before/drinking from the fountain of youth shit naomi is literally devouring you

and by the second orgasm (from their tongue alone) naomi's sweating bro, ripping off their crewneck and then laying on the bed, pulling down their pants just enough bc of fucking course they were packing all day in preparation

and look if naomi is using a strap, you're bouncing okay? they call you bunny for a reason

but it's almost frenzied, like you both know what you need to do

small glances and shy smiles are exchanged, both speaking with your eyes to make sure that everything is still good between you both and everything is consensual and chill and feeling good

one of naomi's hands grips your hip as they help guide you down onto the strap, the other rubbing your ass softly

"good job bunny, that's my girl," they whisper, a proud cocky smirk on their face as yours contorts

and naomi is so calm the whole time, letting you move around how you need to so you can get off

right as your about to cum again, naomi has a hand in your hair, bringing your face to theirs

"good job bunny, what do you have to say? hm?" naomi asks, breathy and whispery as your legs shake

"thank you for- the clothes," you mumble, your nose rubbing against theirs sweetly, but your panting as their fingers tug a little harder at the root of your hair

"good job bunny, let go," naomi whispers, letting you release, your face in their neck as they rub your back gently

also naomi is the king of aftercare i said it once i'll say it again

and yes they tore that last set to pieces! what did you expect! you're hot!

#anon cutie #boygenius x reader #naomi mcpherson x reader #naomi mcpherson smut #the way i type is... so annoying?#dont take a shot everytime i say literally or like or kinda or capitalize a random word bc youll die #ugh #gingy's cupid shuffle #gingy's blurb night #SHUT UP GINGY #i need therapy and a cold shower #goodnight everyone <3

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gingerjolover · 9 months ago

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Maskin in each other’s presence - Josette Maskin (MUNA) x fem!reader (soft!gf)

sypnosis: chronic migraine!gf "ruins" dinner, but jo makes it all better:)

g's notes: look...she's late but she's here, (she's also unedited and not titled grrrr) I'll be posting vday fics until the 16th :-)

thank u cutie anon for the title <3

warnings: RPF, migraine-y symptoms, nausea but no s!ck, fluffy fluff, jo being a sweetheart, crying, smutty comments, jo's soft!gf is lowkey grumpy!gf, no physical descriptors?

Most of your life you hated Valentine's day. Once mandatory valentine's day cards were stopped in school and it started to get romantic is when your opinion on it changed. The pressure, even as a teenager, to have a valentine, combined with the hyper-consumerism of it all made it almost unbearable. almost. until you met jo.

Granted, every day felt like Valentine's Day with Jo. If there's one thing Josette is good at, it's spoiling you. She somehow cracked the walls around your heart and buttered you up with bouquets of flowers, chipping away at your disdain for the holiday with every specialty pint of ice cream and "all you can carry" trip to the bookstore.

This Valentine's had been nothing short of perfect. Jo had been busy recording Gayotic and working on the album, but Muna was finally taking a break after the Grammy, and her plans for you aligned. You had agreed on no gifts, but there's one thing Josette is going to do: get you practical gifts that you can't get mad at her for.

She awoke you with breakfast in bed, a wonderful assortment of pastries, and your favorite tea before curling into your side, her lips moving up and down your neck and jaw, biting into the junction of your shoulder softly. With kisses on your shoulder, you get dressed for a short hike, stopping by Katie's to let Bleu run around and play with her friends. You had lunch by the beach, strolling down the coast in a rental car, top-down, as Jo's hand rests on your thigh as she weaves through her hometown streets. You nap together on the hammock in the backyard; Jo reads to you from your current read, one she picked out for you (again, practical gifts), as you rest your head on their chest, fingers gently threading through your hair and rubbing your scalp.

The day had been perfect, basking in each other's presence and welcoming the sunshine after LA had been weirdly cold and rainy. You're sitting on the floor doing your makeup in front of the standing mirror (your unbuilt vanity in boxes because Jo doesn't have the guts to ask Naomi to help her build it) while Josette stands behind you, tucking their dress shirt into a pair of slacks. It's slight, but the pain behind your left eye makes you freeze, mascara wand in front of your eye.

"What's wrong?" Jo murmurs.

"Huh?"

"You look like you saw a ghost..." Jo giggles undertones of worry in their tone.

"Oh, just- was thinking- need to make sure I shut the curling iron off," you say quickly, coming up with an excuse. Your refusal to let the inclination of a headache or migraine ruin your night.

"Can I unplug it now?" Jo asks sweetly, heading towards the bathroom. Jo heads in and unplugs as soon as you nod and continue doing your makeup.

"Thanks," you mumble, focusing on not getting any mascara on your pink eyelids. The pain subsides, and you continue getting ready.

It's not until you're in the car, the headlights make you wince, the lights bright and looking like starbursts, that you realize you're indeed getting a migraine. Jo's hand is again fixed on your thigh, tapping gently along with the music, when a slight pain shoots up the base of your neck to your head. As Jo parks and holds out her hand for you, you wobble slightly, Jo's eyes flashing with concern as you giggle it off, blaming it on your heels.

All throughout dinner, Jo keeps a close eye on you, noticing your blinks becoming longer, the way you push your food around on your fork, sipping cold water gently. Josette goes to the bathroom and, on her way back to the table, sees you with your fingers at your temples, rubbing gently as you crane your neck. Jo comes back, rubbing the back of your neck, "Why didn't you tell me you were getting a migraine?" she murmurs softly, eyes flooded with worry and disappointment. You quickly straighten up, trying to brush it off.

"I'm fine, Josie, I swear," you say, face paling at the sharp pain behind your eyes.

"You can't fool me, doll," Jo groans, pulling out their wallet as they sit back down.

"No, wait, we haven't even ordered dessert," you slur out, cursing yourself for not taking something to prevent the bad symptoms earlier.

"Baby girl, you're slurring; we can get dessert later; I need to get you home," Jo says, voice firm and definitive.

You pout, tears welling in your eyes as Jo pays for your meal, feeling guilty as she gently holds your back and walks you to the car. Instantly Jo is in caretaker mode, the food is placed in the trunk sp the smells don't bother you, she has you close your eyes, opening the windows for fresh air, taking a piece of peppermint gum and handing it to you gently.

"Just until we get home," Josette mumbles, buckling in your seatbelt and wiping your tears away with her thumb. You can't help but cry, yes, from the pain but also for ruining a perfect day, knowing there won't be any fun, intimate activities tonight.

Jo starts to drive quickly but safely, trying to keep the movements of the car limited, knowing the pain could turn to nausea quick.

"Don't cry, baby, I know it hurts; you didn't bring your meds, did you?" Jo asks, rubbing your knee.

You shake your head. "No," chewing the gum gently as you try to take deep breaths, the pain becoming more intense every minute in the car.

"I don't feel good, Josie." You cry, the mind-numbing pain now paired with nausea. At the next red light, Jo reaches into the glove compartment, getting alcohol pads, ripping them open to have you sniff to curb the nausea. "You're okay, sweet girl, just breathe," she murmurs again, trying to get home as fast as possible.

The second you're back home, the migraine routine Jo can do with her eyes closed begins. They immediately help you into pajamas, propping you up with a bin at your bedside. They grab your face roller, eye mask, and migraine gap, collecting your water bottle and meds before heating up a heat pack for your feet.

"Come on, that's my girl," Jo mumbles proudly, voice filtered with a teasing tone, watching you sip water after taking your meds, the room as dark as possible, Bleu lying at the end of your bed, head resting on your feet. "Good girl...you nauseous?" Jo whispers, smiling when you shake your head no. "Okay, stay still for a little," they say softly, moving to the bathroom to set up after the medication kicks in.

After 45 minutes and a quick nap, the pain is duller, and your migraine cap is thawed. Bleu's head is resting on your lower stomach, your hand moving to scratch her ears. Jo returns to the room when she hears her tail thumping against the bed. "You awake?" Jo whispers, walking over to your side of the bed and rubbing a hand down your arm.

"Mhm," you mumble, removing the cap. The room is dark except for a few unscented candles scattered around.

"Bath time?" Jo smiles, rubbing your cheek softly, holding your chin as she leans in and kisses your cheek. They help you get out of bed, gently stripping you of your pajamas and helping you get into the bath, the hot water and Epsom salts helping soothe your muscles. The bathroom is dark, besides unscented candlelight. Jo is sitting beside the tub, rubbing your back gently as you sit in the warm soapy water.

"I'm sorry," you say tearfully.

"For what?" Jo asks curiously, moving to wash your hair.

"Ruining dinner," you sniffle, wiping your eyes.

Jo chuckles softly, massaging your scalp gently. "You have no reason to be sorry, baby..." they start, moving to rinse your hair. "Do I wish we were in the tub doing... other things... yes, of course... but it's not your fault you got a migraine. In fact, it's a good reminder that you need your shot tomorrow," Jo says softly, squeezing the excess water out of your hair.

You groan, thankful that Jo has been willing to give you your migraine injection in the outer thigh for most of your relationship thus far, but it's never enjoyable. But even the things that were never enjoyable, like Valentine's Day, are much better with Jo. As she sits on the floor next to the tub in sweatpants and a sports bra, you can't help but be grateful for all they do for you. Jo makes everything full of love and light; for every migraine, birthday, illness, stressor, holiday, party, and everything in between.

"What kinda things?" you mumble, cheeks heating up as she scrubs your back.

"How about we have a do-over tomorrow? Let me wake you up with some of the things I wanna do, eh?" they say with a smirk, kissing your damp cheek with a cheeky smile on her face.

#anon cutie requested #but i cant find the ask #jo maskin x chronic mirgaine!gf #josette maskin x reader #josette maskin x fem!reader #gingy's cupid shuffle #valentines day #muna x reader #muna mini fic

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gingerjolover · 8 months ago

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valentine's request: julien being your secret admirer 🤭🤭🤭

guys this is so cute :(

another blurb? all of y'all hop on my magic carpet let's take a ride

(i wanted to make a strap joke but the magic carpet is more appropriate)

no warnings except this is RPF, fluff ahead!

okay i would have to imagine a scenario where you are friends with the boys

like maybe you work at saddest factory with phoebe or you know them through muna or you're part of their crew

either way i imagine you'd have to be around the boys a lot for julien to do the cheesy secret admirer stuff

and i think julien probably doesn't even mean to be a secret admirer like it happens accidentally

okay picture this, you're part of the social team or operations or something that you're spending hella time with the boys so obviously you start to learn a lot about them

and i mean you probably learn way too much like there you are on a friday afternoon loosening the buttons on phoebes button up with a little sewing tool because she decided she wants to flash the crowd meanwhile the band and jb and lucy are talking your ear off about something to do with philosophical trends in modern media

and you're so grateful for the time you've spent on tour because who would've thought this amazing group of people would have convos about their favorite colors and the best way to cook tofu and why certain toothpaste is better for your teeth than others

and so while you're soaking up all this info, jb in particular really takes a fancying to you but there's something always holding her back

luce and pheebs swear that you're sweet on her but she says "losing their friendship is NOT worth me admitting i find them pretty," because jb would rather have you working the tour and be a lifelong friend than freak you out

but jb lit can't help it, she's always remembering the little details and keeping them locked away in her mind

and one morning one of the crew guys heads out early and brings back pastries

and youre running around like a headless chicken before the show so jb saves your favorite flavor of muffin aside for you

she writes your name in a very quick and hasty, and honestly descript scratch

and when you finally catch a break the boys are prepping for soundcheck and your eyes light up at this little muffin sitting on the table all wrapped nice and neat

"thank you! to whoever saved this for me!" you say with sweet eyes and a smile that literally makes jules feel like she's gonna ascend

and jb is about to take credit bc duh when maybe phoebe is like "look at you with a secret admirer," which causes you to blush and holy hell if it's not the cutest thing jb has ever seen

her voice literally gets stuck in her throat and she can't say a word

she decides then and there she's gonna be your secret admirer

and boy does she COMMIT

girlie is buying your favorite candy and ordering flowers from local flower shops, or the second new merch comes in she's snagging a crewneck, or she's looking at your goodreads and getting a book on your 'want to read' list and leaving it in your bunk

and this goes on for MONTHS

i mean a majority of the tour, you're being spoiled and you try to ask around but literally no one knows it's julien

and finally lucy and phoebe and julien are at a coffee shop in a random city later in the tour

luce and phoebe leave to go outside and julien "forgets her wallet" going back inside and grabbing you a chocolate croissant, shoving it in her backpack gently to hide it in the venue when they get back

and phoebe catches her when they are in the green room

and she's shocked honestly, julien's hand pressing to the blonde's mouth

"shut the fuck up" julien hisses, wide eyes staring into phoebes

"you little fucker! just tell them!"

and phoebe is like "whatever", rolling her eyes but for the next 2 weeks smirks everytime a little treat gets found by you

but it comes to a head one of the last shows before break

you're on your period maybe or just not feeling well, medicine and a new heating pad are waiting for you in your bunk

and the bus is quiet like everyone is chilling, not yet asleep, but it's quiet hours and you just start to sob

jb finds you and is like "woah woah woah!" rushing to you, one hand on your back the other wiping at your blotchy cheeks

"you okay?" she whispers, trying to calm you down

and you just point to the items and jb's blood runs ice cold, she starts to stammer like, "what- i don't understand," trying to play dumb

and you LOSE it like, "i don't know who keeps giving me presents but i feel so guilty because i don't deserve them and when i was complaining about my heating pad it didn't mean i needed a new one and the person is spending money and i'm so confused-" like fully having a meltdown

and julien is holding your face so gingerly being like "hey, hey it's... it's me, don't cry sweetheart, you have nothing to feel guilty about," and you're sooooo confused

julien sighs, adjusting her baseball cap, "i- i really like you and i saw how you acted when phoebe said you had a secret admirer and it was so cute so i just kept doing it but i didn't realize how you didn't really ask for any of it and i see now how it could be taken as super creepy and invasive? and i didn't mean to make you cry i-" before you cut her rambles off with a bone crushing hug

"i like you too jay."

#anon cutie #julien baker x reader #boygenius x reader #julien baker fluff #julien baker blurb #i love julien<3 #gingy's cupid shuffle #gingy's blurb night #2/1000 basically lol

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gingerjolover · 9 months ago

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bruno baby - naomi mcpherson (muna) x soft!gf/fem!reader

Warnings: RPF, fluffy fluff, smutty talk? but not smut you hornballs, no fundamental physical descriptors except hair that fingers can run through?

g's notes: wow...gingy posting late... who woulda thot.... anyways this is like 4 requests combined (when soft!gf and naomi adopt their pup, fluffy naomi vday, fluffy valentines morning w naomi, and naomi fluff) okay love u all! smut tomorrow! WHO SAID THAT?

also still have to fix all my tags and put my stuff on ao3 but i have some time now bc work hasn't started, once again thank you all for being patient wish i could give all of u a fat kiss on the mouth (consensually)

The sun beams through the sheer curtains, a gentle welcomed breeze entering the room through a cracked window. Naomi wakes up, squinting their eyes, almost confused by their surroundings. You both had only been in the apartment for a few weeks, having finally got settled in between the last tour and the new album recording. They turn over softly, trying not to shake you awake smiling at you laying beside them. The expanse of your bare back calls to Naomi, their lips pressing into the middle between your shoulder blades before putting one hand behind their head, the other absentmindedly stroking your skin in slow, careless patterns.

“Hm?” you hum softly, feeling Naomi’s fingers up and down your back.

“Good morning, sunshine,” they whisper, unable to keep the smile off their face when they wake up next to you. They keep stroking your skin, running their hand from your shoulder down your back, movements soft and gentle, trying to let you wake up gradually. After a while they pause, just resting their hand in the middle of your back, basking in your presence.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you mumble gently, turning over in their arms, your hands gently running over their torso, thumb brushing their scar softly.

Naomi blushes slightly at the touch of your hands over the scar and they sigh happily, leaning over to kiss you softly on the lips. Their gaze is adoring, loving the softness of your skin, the lightness of touch.

“Happy Valentine’s baby,” they respond, voice gentle.

“What time is it?” you squint, leaning over and pushing your face into their neck, kissing it gingerly.

Naomi laughs softly, smiling against your body as they check the time. “10:43,” they reply in a quiet tone, before kissing the top of your head. They nuzzle against you and they sigh contentedly. “I was meant to wake up with a different plan,” they murmur against your skin, speaking so softly you have to press your ear to their mouth to hear. The words are sweet, voice light - even if you can’t hear them clearly, the tone alone tells you enough.

“Oh yeah, what was that?” you ask cheekily, kissing below their ear, hand hovering over your eyes as it’s bright in your room.

“Mmmm…it was a little bit spicier,” they murmur, their voice a little bit huskier than before, a small chuckle accompanying their words. “But maybe for later.” Naomi kisses your temple gently as they continue to hold you, running fingers through your hair and playing with the strands. “Sleep well?”

“You’re such a tease,” you groan, wrapping your arms around their torso, resting your head on their shoulder. “I slept good,” you smile against their skin, kissing their shoulder before you yawn.

“I’m a tease?” they ask playfully, laughing softly as they give you a tiny kiss on your forehead. The words carry a small chuckle and they continue smiling, resting their cheek against you.

“Did you dream of anything?” Naomi asks.

“Mhm,” you shake your head softly “Not that I can remember,” you pout, cheek squished against their shoulder.

“Not even a little bit? Naomi looks at you, their features shifting into a playful, teasing mode. “Not anything at all?” they ask, leaning over and kissing your forehead again. They try to be serious but the amusement is clear in their voice and their expression.

“What are you on about?” you groan. Naomi’s hands move back to your skin, rubbing the expanse of your back, calloused fingers against your smooth skin.

“Mmmm I dunno…just thought you maybe dreamt about me.” Naomi grins, kissing your earlobe softly, their voice still with a hint of humor. Their hands move slowly, touch lingering at all the right places.

“Thought that maybe you missed me, even while in dreamland,” they whisper, voice hushed but clear, a small giggle accompanying their words.

“Do you miss me even while in dreamland?” you ask, leaning up to them, one hand in the middle of their bare chest, nose resting against theirs.

Naomi sighs contentedly when you lean towards them and leans their own head forward. The two of you are face to face now, their fingers pausing to run through your hair. “You know I do.” they reply. “I always do.” Naomi’s voice is soft, gentle, and tender. Their gaze is soft and loving. Their words are a declaration of sorts, one that can only be made after you both decided to move in together, taking your relationship to the next level.

“Hmm… you’re so cheesy,” you giggle, rubbing your nose with Naomi’s.

“Yeah?” Naomi asks excitedly, the expression is playful, teasing, but there’s also a hint of eagerness to their voice. They move their mouth to yours, leaning in to kiss you softly. Their hands move back to your hair, caressing you tenderly.

“I’m cheesy?” they ask teasingly, their voice a little bit breathy after you've released their lips, your kisses having left Naomi breathless. “And I’m the tease?”

You giggle, connecting your lips again. Your hand moves to the back of Naomi’s neck, trying to deepen the kiss, but Naomi stops you, humming and then laughing softly as they pull away, breaking contact with a small smile, clearly amused by your enthusiasm.

“Mmm…someone’s eager aren’t they?” Naomi whispers, before kissing your cheek softly.

“You said you meant to wake me up with something,” you pout. “Are you not in the mood?” you ask, pulling your head back slightly, looking into Naomi's eyes to make sure you're not overstepping.

“Mmm,” Naomi’s voice is soft and gentle, they kiss your forehead again. They pause for a moment as their eyes move downwards for a split second, looking at your lips, then back to your eyes.

“Oh, I’m in the mood,” they reply breathily, voice low and husky, their tone tinged with a playful, teasing note.

“But…?” you ask, knowing there’s a "but" coming.

“But…” Naomi shrugs their shoulders slightly, but they lean down and kiss you, their hand caressing your chin softly, pulling you in. They move their tongue inside to meet yours, the movement slow and deep as if to memorize the way you taste. Naomi's movements are slow and lazy, but calculated, eyes half lidded when they pull away.

“We have plans,” Naomi says, smirking, loving that they can leave you breathless this time.

“You’re such a dick you know that?” you whine.

“Mmm I knowww,” Naomi giggles, sounding incredibly pleased with themselves. They shift to kiss the corner of your mouth, lips pressing small tender kisses to your face.

“Wanna guess what we’re going to do?” Naomi asks in a mischievous tone.

“Wait do you actually have a plan?” you ask face dropping slightly, you both had agreed on a "no gifts" and "chill" valentines day since you both were moving into this new apartment.

“Naomi don’t play around— we agreed,” you say, half-stern.

“Mmm…” Naomi grins slightly, their lips curving up into a tiny smirk as they see how you react. The playful tone remains as they look at you with a teasing expression but their tone softens slightly. Their hands moving down your back, rubbing over you ass softly, resting their hand.

“Baby.” Naomi whispers, voice full of affection. “It’s fine, I promise. I’ve been planning it for a while, I know what we agreed to…but this isn’t a gift.”

“It’s not a gift? Then what is it? An activity?” you ask confused, head cocked to the side slightly.

“Mhm…sure...it's an activity,” Naomi grins, leaning in and giving you a quick kiss before they speak again. “But it’s been planned out beforehand, so…don’t worry, okay?”

Naomi’s tone is reassuring. All the signs point to a fun, enjoyable activity for you both as their hands continue to caress your body, thumbs gently running over your backside in broad circles.

“Just trust me,” they whisper.

“This is— I’m so confused,” you groan softly, Naomi’s hands settling on your ribcage as they laugh lightly.

“Just let go and let yourself enjoy the surprise. I promise everything’s okay.” Naomi whispers, their voice soft, tender, and comforting.

You get the sense from Naomi that it’s a good idea to go with the flow this time, and just let them guide you. It’s been planned before and clearly, Naomi has been looking forward to this. Your body is in safe hands with them. Your heart is beating fast though, with a mix of anticipation and confusion.

You nod gently, leaning back in to kiss Naomi’s cheeks.

“When are we going?” you ask softly. Naomi turns to the clock on their bedside table. “Soon,” Naomi says with a hint of mischief. Their playful tone rings true and they lean in to kiss your forehead. “Just relax, breathe.” Naomi whispers, their hands massaging your waist gently. They kiss your neck softly, you can feel their smirk as their features are obscured from you.

“What do I wear?” you asks softly, moaning gently at Naomi’s sweet kisses to your neck.

Naomi purrs softly and they break contact temporarily. They move their hands lower and press against the small of your back. “Whatever you feel comfortable in, baby. The activity doesn’t really require anything specific. Oh…but it’d be good if it’s something easy to move around in. You don’t want anything too dressy.” Naomi’s tone is still playful but their words are genuine.

“What are you up to?” you ask suspiciously, sitting up in bed, hair messy, eyes puffy as you wipe your face with tiredness.

“Nothing.. just go get ready.” Naomi grins, voice still playful but the tone is still reassuring. They lean back and grab your hips, hands stroking your back and ass in a slow, sensual rhythm. Their gaze is full of adoration and affection.

You huff, kissing Naomi quickly before getting up and stretching, Naomi laying in bed, bare torso exposed with their arms behind their head as they watch you move about the room.

Naomi watches you with a small smile as you stretch and move around the room. The late morning light filters through the curtains, leaving sunbeams on your bed and dresser. They don’t move, just taking in a view as they watch you brush your teeth and wash your face. Their eyes scan your body and they let out a contented sigh.

“You getting up, Nomi?” you ask sweetly from the bathroom.

Naomi grunts in response and props their head up a little bit to see you better, smirking at your bare chest. They yawn briefly as they try to rub their eyes and wake themselves up. They seem to take note of you looking over at their bare torso, smiling softly and rolling their eyes at your question.

“Mhm…just a second. Need to wake myself up too.” they reply in a sleepy, drowsy tone. They let out another huge yawn and stretch their body, letting their limbs hang down over the sides of the bed.

“Want me to start the shower?” you ask softly.

“Please, that would be great.” Naomi replies, groaning slightly and shifting up a little bit, letting you see their entire back as they lean forward as they sit on the side of the bed. They move their eyes over their shoulder to look at you. Their gaze is soft and loving, the expression in their eyes shows affection and adoration as they smile softly, waiting for you to leave for the shower, hearing it turn on.

You smile and wink, heading towards the walk in closet, leaving the bathroom for them to go shower.

Naomi hums softly as you leave. Their gaze trails after you for a beat and they turn away, leaning forward once you’re gone and moving their body up, stretching. They pause for a moment and take in a deep breath. They let it out and then rise up, grabbing their phone off the bedside table next to them.

Music plays from Naomi's phone as you get dressed. Sitting in a simple outfit, criss cross in front of your floor length mirror, doing some basic makeup. When Naomi exits, bare torso damp in a pair of boxers, they smirk lightly, loving watching you do your makeup.

A low whistle leaves Noami's mouth, eyebrows raised softly, an expression of intrigue playing on their features as they push their tongue up to their teeth, eyes scanning you.

“Don’t be weird,” you laugh, tapping your beauty blender into your skin.

Naomi chuckles quietly, standing a little bit behind you. Their eyebrows are still slightly raised and you can almost imagine a small grin on their face, not quite visible from your position and yet still obvious.

“No, but seriously, you look good.” Naomi is still grinning as they move closer, standing above you they speak, their voice low and intimate. Their hands come to rest on your shoulders, squatting so that they can shift your body slightly to wrap their arms around you. Their breath is hot on your neck.

You turn your face and pucker your lips for a kiss, Naomi hums gently as your lips meet.. Their hands stroke your arms tenderly. They press their lips to your ear to whisper. It’s a soft, gentle voice, their tone affectionate and their words playful. “You really do look that good, baby.”

“Go put clothes on you goof,” you breathe out lightly, relishing in Naomi’s affection.

Naomi grunts and shifts slightly, lifting their body back up. They lean down and kiss the top of your head, before standing and patting the top of your head affectionately, walking to the closet to get dressed. You smile at their bare, muscly back as you move to apply some mascara.

Naomi comes out from the wardrobe, fully clothed, admiring your features. The way your eyes look as your applying the mascara, the way your hand is steady and moves with a level of dexterity, mouth slightly agape. As you move they watch you, and the eyes are as affectionate and loving as ever. Their gaze lingers on you, moving over your curves, their knees pushing against your back lightly as a signal to hurry up, a small smile and bright eyes make contact with yours in the mirror.

The doorbell rings, Naomi heads downstairs to intercept the flower delivery and the secret pastries they ordered. And when your both downstairs, kissing between sips of coffee and bites of pastry, Naomi's whispering affectionate sentiments as they pull you into their arms. Four songs later, all considerably fast for how slow you move together, through twirls and dips, Naomi's hands support your body. Confident in how the spin you gracefully, muscles tensing as they dip you lower, the fourth song ending as Naomi playfully holds you in a deep dip, strong hand centered on your back, pressing a searing kiss to your throat.

"Love you," Naomi murmurs, kissing your lips tenderly, hands sliding down to rest in the back pockets of your jeans.

"Love you more," you smile, kissing their chin softly as you stand wrapped in each others arms in the middle of the kitchen.

Naomi smiles at you as they observe you with a hint of amusement, you both share a smile.

“Come on babydoll, let’s get going…” Naomi whispers, their eyes still fixed on yours.

You both grab your belongings, your purse usually the dumping ground for Naomi’s keys and wallet and anything else they bring. You both get in the car, Naomi choosing to drive since they know where to go.

They drive carefully, with one hand on the wheel and the other reaching over to rest on your thigh. Naomi hums with contented affection as they look at you. They pause for a moment and glance at you with a playful tone. Their brows are raised slightly, a small grin plays on their lips as they look at you.

“What’re you looking at?” you tease back gently.

Naomi laughs softly and they glance back to the road. Their voice is slightly teasing as they reply.

“Just enjoying the view. It’s quite nice.” Their voice is low and it has a hint of playfulness to it. They keep driving, glancing at you a few times with that same expression on their face.

“Such a dork,” you giggle softly, hand rubbing their wrist, their thumb moving back forth on your thigh, as you move to lean your head onto their shoulder.

Naomi laughs again and they smile gently in response as they keep driving the car. Their hand moves to hold yours gently as their thumb rubs your palm gently.

It takes an hour to get where you are going, Naomi telling you to close your eyes when you’re about to get close. “Nomi…. what?” you ask, squeezing your eyes tight, one hand covering them.

Naomi chuckles to themselves and they squeeze your hand gently, their eyes flicking back to the road again. Their voice is playful and teasing as they smile, voice low. “Just trust me, babydoll.”

They squeeze your hand softly and you can feel them take a deep breath, slowing the vehicle down and shifting to park. The car comes to a stop, the seat belt clicking off as the sound of the engine dies down slightly.

“I do trust you, you’re just being shady,” you giggle loudly.

Naomi laughs back at you, tone gentle and loving. The air in the vehicle is still as Naomi glances over at you. “I promise, Baby, you’ll enjoy it. Just keep your eyes closed and let me lead you.”

Naomi is all smiles and they look back at you, waiting for your reply.

“Ya’messin with me?” you ask mumbling sweetly, Naomi coming around to the passenger side to open the door for you, putting a hand out to help you out of the car, your eyes still closed.

Naomi chuckles and they nod, “Yeah. I totally am messing with you. But shhhh…I want it to be a surprise. Just let me lead you now.”

They take your hand and guide you out of the car gently. You can sense their amusement as they lead you across the parking lot.

“Are we almost there?” you mumble, laughing softly. A shiver runs through you as Naomi’s hands settle on your hips before opening a door with a bell. There’s an obvious smell, but one you can’t place. There’s also scurrying and barking sounds.

Naomi smiles at your mumbling and laughs softly once more. They whisper into your ear and reply teasingly. “You’re so impatient. Just wait a little more.”

They guide you in and then close the door behind you both. The barking and scurrying noises get louder, their hand is still on you and you can feel them squeeze your hips gently.

“Are we…” you start to ask before Naomi uncovers your eyes gently, your jaw dropped as you stand in the covered entrance to an animal shelter.

“Ta-da!” Naomi exclaims softly as the moment of anticipation you experienced finally comes to an end. You see the shelter and your ears fill with the sound of dogs barking. Naomi holds you closely and their expression is full of affection as they see your shocked reaction. They chuckle softly and they smile softly as their hand rests on your hip.

You squeal gently, turning around and jumping into Naomi’s arms, hugging them tightly.

Naomi laughs softly as your body is in their arms. They hug you tightly, holding you against their strong form. Their voice is genuine, sincere and full of affection as they reply. “See? I told you that you’d love it.”

Their hand caresses your back and their breath is warm as it brushes against your neck.

“We’re getting a cat? A dog? I can’t believe you—“ you say hitting their shoulder lightly, tears of happiness in your eyes.

Naomi chuckles softly as your hand meets their shoulder. Their tone is gentle but a small grin is plastered on their features, they really couldn’t resist the surprise. They’re just so happy to see you so happy. They glance at your tears and their mouth curls up into a small smile as they look at you.

“We’re getting a little furry friend.” they murmur, voice soft and tender.

“Just one?” you ask, with big hopeful eyes, maybe trying to convince Naomi for more than one.

Naomi laughs softly as they see your expression. Their eyes are warm as the affection is clear across their face. They caress your back again and they kiss your head softly as they reply.

“Just one.” they murmur. The way they say it seems to imply that maybe you could convince them for more. They’re still smiling and their voice remains soft and genuine as they look at your hopeful eyes.

“We’ll see about that,” you murmur, sassily leaning into their kiss before turning and walking through the main entrance of the shelter.

Naomi smiles and they squeeze your hand as the two of you walk through the main entrance. The barking gets more intense and your eyes wander around as there are plenty of different animals being cared for and looked after. The shelter is busy and the staff is all working hard, that's clear. Naomi’s hand remains on yours as they glance around the place. They smile sweetly at you. Your eyes are still searching around and you can’t help but notice how adorable the animals all are. You’re already a little overwhelmed.

“There’s not as many animals here as I thought,” you say happily.

“I know you’re doing this for me so I’m not lonely when you're on tour but… dog? cat? both?” you ask, the last word cheekily as your hands run under Naomi’s shirt, rubbing their hips and back gently.

Naomi chuckles as they feel your hands underneath their shirt. They can sense your playful mood and they grin as they reply. “Let’s take a look and see what they have first and then we’ll decide.”

After greeting the staff and looking at some of the animals, one member comes and shows you around, your eyes keep being drawn to a shy pit bull mix, laying in one of the kennels.

“Who’s that?” you ask one of the workers.

The staff member smiles softly, their expression kind as they answer the question.

“That little sweetheart is called Max. He’s a bit shy but he’s very sweet. Just needs the right owner.”

Naomi watches the scene carefully. They seem interested in the pit bull mix as their eyes follow it. They listen closely to the response and they smile softly at the staff member.

“How long has he been here?” you ask sweetly, kneeling down outside the cage. The workers tells you not to expect him to interact much, but Max crawls on his belly, shyly, but towards you, small tail wagging.

The staff member seems surprised at Max’s response to you as he crawls closer. The dog’s movement seems slow and cautious but gentle all the same. The tail wagging is a positive sign and your expression says it all. You look over at Naomi and they’ve been watching closely. Their eyes are locked on yours and Max as he crawls towards you.

“How long?” Naomi asks, pulling the staff member out of their surprise watching Max approach you.

The staff member looks at Naomi before responding, having no problems answering your question.

“We rescued Max six months ago. He was abandoned and abused by his previous owner and the damage was quite severe. But he’s been here long enough to heal properly and now he’s looking for a new home. He’s a very good boy but we haven’t had many people showing interest in him so far. That might change today though…”

“Hi sweetheart,” you whisper gently, sticking a finger through the fence material for him to sniff.

Max stares back at you with his soft, loving gaze. He takes your finger gently and sniffs at it with curiosity in his eyes. You can see as his tail wags a little faster when he catches your scent. The animal's body seems to relax and the staff member chuckles warmly at the sight. Naomi is standing there and they watch the interaction with interest and tenderness.

“Can we go in with him?” you ask the worker softly, feeling attached to him already.

The worker nods their head, their expression full of anticipation. They unlock the cage and they step back, encouraging you to step in with a smile. Max stares at you with affection on his face as he sits there, still as you enter. Naomi still wears that same expression of endearment and they keep their eyes on you, following you inside.

You sit on the floor gently, knees up but open as you wait for max to approach you.

Max's body shifts as he makes his way forward. The little pit bull mix watches you as his tail wags. You can see he wants to approach you but he’s shy and his movement is slow and cautious. He stops to sniff the air for a moment before he walks right up to your knees. Max sniffs at your lap briefly and then he leans his body against yours, letting out a small sigh as he rubs against you.

“Oh that’s a good boy,” you say scratching his ears, looking at him with so much love, tapping his butt gently as you pet him.

Max’s tail wags a little faster as you scratch his ears and tap his butt. He rubs up against your lap more, letting out a contented sigh. He seems more relaxed and the little pit bull mix doesn’t seem so shy anymore. His expression says that he’s enjoying the affection. He leans a little bit more against you as your fingers run through his fur.

“I love him” you say, not even looking up at Naomi.

Naomi smiles as they look at you both and they can’t help but agree. They’re pleased to see how you and Max are getting on so well and their voice is gentle as they respond.

“He is cute," Naomi mumbles, leaning down, letting the chunky dog plop into their lap with an "oof".

Their expression is full of affection and they keep watching intently, feeling genuinely pleased with how the situation is panning out. Max’s tail wags even faster when Naomi calls him cute. He leans even more of his body weight against you both as you pet him.

“How old is he?” you ask.

The staff member seems pleased by your interest and they take a short glance at Max as they reply. They seem impressed you’re taking so much time with the dog.

“He’s about three-ish years old… and he’s not been treated very well so we think he might be good with older kids or a couple with no children. With his story, having some time alone with his family would probably help him a lot at the start… but he’s a wonderful dog. We’ve just been waiting for the right person for him.”

“Naomi…” you say looking up at them, doe-eyes, wanting Naomi to interact with Max too.

“Yes honey?” they reply gently. Their tone is soft and affectionate. Their eyes are still on Max as they respond to you.

“Can we?” you ask sweetly, Max licking your chin as you giggle.

Naomi laughs softly at the sight of Max licking your chin. His little tail wags and he makes little contented sounds as he licks your chin. He seems so happy for the first time in a long time. Naomi is pleased by this and they're still watching the interaction with affection. As they respond they seem a little hesitant and they shift a little back towards you both.

“…we could, if you’re sure, babydoll.”

“Never been more sure about anything,” you say confidently.

“S’right Max… you wanna come home with us?” you ask, noticing he doesn’t really answer to his name.

“Can we change his name? He doesn’t really seem interested in Max,” you ask the staff member.

Max’s tail wags when you ask him to come home with you. It’s a small reaction but it’s clear that he knows what you’re asking. His ears move to you a little as he seems to focus on you, wanting you to make the decision.

The staff member seems to find this little interaction cute and they chuckle softly as they respond.

“You can definitely change his name. It’ll help with his transition to you. It’s not always best for animals when they go by the name their previous owners gave them.”

“Let’s do it,” you say to Naomi excited, as you get up gently, staying close to Max so he doesn’t think you’re leaving him.

Naomi chuckles at your excitement, getting up and following the volunteer to go fill out paperwork while you stay with the dog.

"Babe... what's his name?" Naomi asks, calling over from the counter, clipboard in hand.

“What do you think of Bruno, Nomi?” you ask softly.

Naomi smiles at the suggestion and they seem to think the name is perfect. They shift their body a little to get a better look at you. Their body language seems to signal approval with how they look at you and they nod their head.

“I like it.” they reply softly, their voice is genuine and soft.

Bruno’s little tail wags as he rubs up against your calf and you hear a contented sigh coming from the little pit bull mix. His little look of affection and warmth melts your heart and you laugh softly at the affection Bruno is showing you.

"Me too," you smile softly, looking down at the dog sitting at your feet.

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"Bruno.... hey, bruno, buddy... move it," Naomi grunts softly, trying to push the pitbull's butt out from their ribcage. They sit up softly, looking down at the two of you cuddling, Bruno's eyes opened in the dark room, staring up at Naomi.

"Look dude, I know she's your mama, but she's my woman and you're hogging her," Naomi croaks out. And as if out of spite, Bruno huffs, pushing his nose into your neck, ignoring Naomi.

"You gotta be fucking kidding... you're so lucky you're cute," Naomi groans, laying back down, settling for reaching their arm across Bruno, hand settling on your ass over the covers.

Bruno's nub of a tail thumps, seemingly happy with this arrangement.

"Oh don't get cocky," Naomi mumbles, trying to fall back asleep with minimal contact with you.

sooo... felt like i once again wrote a whole lotta nothin...probs so many errors...

love u < 3

#muna x reader #naomi mcpherson x reader #naomi mcpherson x soft!gf #soft!gf universe #naomi mcpherson mini fic #naomi mcpherson fluff #muna fluff #gingy's cupid shuffle

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gingerjolover · 9 months ago

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all about you, darling - katie gavin x fem!reader

synopsis: katie gives her gf a lil valentine's night treat<3 she's so kind

word count: i lowkey stopped counting soz

g's notes: oh heyyyy

warnings: RPF, SMUT, guys...this is just...porn w half a plot, afab reader, thigh stuff, katie being a hottie, dom!katie, light degrading? light mocking, praise, pet names (good girl, peach, etc.), ummmm, no fundamental physical descriptors besides hair that can be tucked behind ear?

Katie's hand rests in the small of your back, pushing your forward slightly in front of her and out of the restaurant. LA is chilly, but suffocatingly humid from the crowds of people out on valentine's excursions. Thankfully, the stars aligned and Katie had found a close parking spot, her hand moving to yours, loafer-clad feet stepping next to yours in time as you both make your way back to the car.

Her slender fingers, soft and decorated in rings intertwine with yours, thumb rubbing your own tenderly as you both walk. Wearing similar outfits, a dress/tights/dress shoe combo, Katie smiles cheekily as your opposite hand pushes down the hem of your dress as the wind flirts with the fabric.

"Thank you baby," you smile at her softly, moving closer together as you turn down a side street, heading towards the parking lot.

Katie turns to look at you, gently pushing you towards the inside of the sidewalk as you move to cross the street, smiling gently. "Of course, anything for you," she says, her tone flirty.

Katie had gone out of her way to get a reservation at a restaurant that was high in demand due to its inclusive menu and cute aesthetic, a feat she had planned months in advance as soon as you expressed interest. She leans in, kissing your cheek softly as she breathes out a contented sigh. "Thank you for today," she says gratefully.

Since Katie decided to handle the "date night" portion of Valentine's, you had planned a day around Katie's interests and wishes. After waking her with breakfast in bed, you spent the morning pleasuring her tenderly, soft and slow in the early morning light. Then you ran her a bath, letting her soak in warm, lavender scented water followed by a few hours in the garden, lounging in the house doing crafts, and running a few errands. A quick make out session in the kitchen was succeeded by hair and makeup, complementary outfits, and a movie of your choice before Katie drove you to dinner.

"Did you have fun?" you ask, her hand sliding around her waist.

"Mhm, best day ever," she sighs, soaking in the afterglow of it all, basking in the alone time with you as you both decompress from dinner.

"I'm glad, you deserve it," you smile thoughtfully, leaning your head on her shoulder as you walk together, cuddling into each other's sides.

“You did so much for me today.” Katie says, her voice breaking a little bit, she has to clear her throat a little as tears well up in her eyes, trying her best to keep herself together, continuing on quietly for another moment before speaking again.

You stop Katie in the middle of the sidewalk, pushing a piece of her velvety red hair behind her ear, stroking her cheek softly. "You always do a lot for me babe," you murmur, leaning into kiss her gently.

Katie meets your lips, pressing softly, her free hand reaching up and behind your head to pull you in closer, bodies pressing against each other. The soft kiss turns deeper, more passionate as your lips separate, breathing into each others mouths softly, looking into the other's eyes, neither willing to look away.

Your eyes twinkle as you lean in again, Katie giggles gently, kissing you again before she pulls away, smiling. She squeezes your hip before grabbing your hand and leaning in to kiss you cheek, looking down at the ground for a moment, and then up at you again. "Are you ready to head home babe?"

“Mhm,” you hum, letting her lead you to the parked car, her smile cocky beyond belied. She opens the passenger door for you, gesturing you in. Once she settles, she leans over the middle console for a kiss, her hand on the back of your neck, the other on your knee.

“Mhm,” you moan softly, Katie’s tongue moving like she's trying to memorize the inside of your mouth. Katie pulls away for a moment to breathe, her hand moving to cup your jaw before she dives in again, her tongue searching for every inch of the space within your mouth, enjoying how it tastes, how it feels, wanting to feel close to you. Your chests practically pressed against each other, breath heavy, as you continue to kiss, hands sliding along each other's bodies like horny teenagers.

“Wanna feel you baby,” you whimper softly.

Katie's stomach flutters with butterflies hearing your words, she smiles excitedly, stroking your hair back, her eyes filling with dominance. "I would absolutely love to feel you baby. Let's head home then?"

Katie drives home, letting out soft, excited giggles as she rubs her thumb against your thigh, pushing your leg open gently to tease between your legs. You don't feel like Katie was speeding but before you know it, you're home. Half-ass greetings to your sweet dog and cat who lay asleep on the couch, not bothering to turn any lights on. Katie leads the way to your bedroom, just walking to the bed and sitting down, patting her lap for you to come over to her, sticking one thigh out.

She manspreads slightly, dress riding up her thigh as she holds her hands out for you. She waits for you to stand between her legs as she helps you pull down your tights, flinging them across the room with your panties.

Katie sighs, feeling the warmth and dampness from between your legs. "That's it," she murmurs as you situate yourself on her thigh, her hands moving to your hips. "Good girl, didn't even have to ask you this time, eh?" Katie teases, her hand moving to lift the hem of your dress lightly.

"Go on then, you just gonna sit here?" she smirks, her index finger traces your face tenderly, before her thumb starts tracing your lips, pushing it into your mouth. You moan softly, her other hand tapping your hip, wanting you to start moving.

Katie smirks, giggling as your jaw drops slightly, her thumb hanging out as you start to buck your hips, the texture of her tights against your clit causing you to tilt your head back, tiny whines escaping your mouth as she pulls her thumb out, dragging the wet digit down your neck, her hand settling on your throat.

"Look at me," she whispers, hand just resting on your neck, not squeezing. Your eyes shift to hers, already unfocused and dazed, too fucked out for how little she's touched you. "Good girl," she murmurs, flexing her thigh gently.

The feeling of Katie's fingers gripping your throat causes you to melt, whimpering in satisfaction, letting your head tilt further back, enjoying the feeling of Katie's fingers rubbing your skin. With Katie guiding you, your hips move back and forth, back arching slightly, neck tilting back further, legs tightening around Katie's thighs.

"Kay...please, I-," you whine. Katie laughs, her hand loosening it's grip as they move back to your hips, her fingers digging into your sides, rocking your hips back and forth diligently. "Beg nicely and I'll give you whatever you want," she smiles mischievously.

“I need more,” you whimper desperately.

Katie, satisfied with the desperate bucking of your hips, you panting like you're in heat, moves her hand to push your hair out of your eyes, running her nails along your scalp, her fingers lifting the hair from the sweaty nape of your neck.

Katie's tone full of teasing and condescension, her tender caress of your hair turns into tugs at your scalp "Is that all you have for me baby? A few whimpers and a whine? You can do better than that. Beg better."

“Pl-please, need more,” you choke out desperately, doe eyes looking to Katie’s narrow and dominant ones.

Katie's eyes light up with excitement at your begging (your half-ass attempt anyway), her lips curling up in a smug little smile, enjoying how you sound and look. "Better, but do better. Tell me what you need from me. Tell me what you have to have."

Your hips grind onto Katie's thigh deeper, desperate for relief.

Katie's smirk grows a bit wider at seeing your desperation, her voice becoming more demanding as she leans in for another kiss, placing her hands more on your hips as they guide you to bounce your hips against her thighs. One hand between your legs, thumb nestling against your clit.

Katie pulls away for a moment to breathe, her body shaking from both the sensation you on her thigh and from seeing the desperation in your eyes. "Good girl, such a good girl. Keep moving for me. Keep going."

You groan, cheek dropping to Katie’s shoulder as your hips move, losing rhythm as her thumb moves quickly against your clit.

Katie smiles, watching with satisfaction as your cheek flushes, sweaty skin pressed against her, both of you seemingly fully clothed but falling apart on top of her. The only sounds heard are your heavy breathing, and the sounds of your arousal between your thighs. "Just like that baby...just like that, you're fucking soaked."

You grunt with each movement, Katie's hand patting your butt gently as you adjust your angle.

Katie continues to stroke your ass, teasing you with gentle kisses on your cheeks and jaw. "Oh you're getting soooo close...such a good girl."

The sensations are almost too much. Between Katie's praise and her fingers digging into your skin, her hand between your thighs, you shake and shudder, losing rhythm quickly.

"Such a good girl, you'll have what you want in just a moment. Cum f'me peach, that's it, that's my girl..." Katie whispers talking you through your orgasm. Your forehead dropping onto hers, arms around her shoulders as you breathe, its almost overwhelming her thumb doesn't stop teasing you.

"It's too much," you mumble softly.

"Too much?" she asks condescendingly, removing her thumb and sucking it softly.

You can only nod. The rest is a blur, it could've been an hour or ten minutes but now you lay on Katie's chest, face clean and bare as you lay with Katie. Her fingers gently teasing between your legs, her other hand rubbing your back.

"You up for a round 2? I barely got to touch you," Katie teases, pushing your hair behind your ear, kissing your cheekbone.

"You want more?" you ask, eyes half opened as you peek up at Katie.

"Didn't even get to taste you peach, that's a crime," Katie giggles.

"Just need a nap, then I'm good," you mumble, flushing with embarrassment.

"Good, when you're rested its gonna be all about you, darling," she says definitively, smacking a kiss to your cheek. "You're so cute," Katie mumbles, leaning down to kiss your lips softly.

"I love you," you murmur against her lips.

"and I love you," she respond softly. "Happy Valentine's Day."

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gingerjolover · 1 year ago

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masterlist :')

requests are currently CLOSED (asks are always open to submit ideas but will go to the bottom of the list🫶🏻)

while some of my writing is PG/PG-13, this blog contains content unsuitable for minors. 18+ only, minors gtfo!

**-** smut

who I write for!

Lucy Dacus

Unspoken - Lucy and crew!reader don't have to say it but they're in looooove

Warm Like the Breeze - Lucy and her gf cuddle on a daybed before tour

Sweet Angel - Lucy's gf has chronic pain, so she wears many different hats - nurse, dog mom, and sweet angel from heaven above

Pet Names - blurb

**Dom!Lucy** - blurb

**Bothering Lucy** - blurb

What I want - mini fic (gingy’s halloweekend)

Lazy Day - mini fic (gingybread's holidaze)

Julien Baker

Sleep It Off - Julien has had a rough few weeks, resulting in some conflict with her soft!gf :(

Dirty Shirlies - Julien doesn't like when randos talk to her girl (possessive!julien in the house)

Pet Names - blurb

Julien's Accent - blurb

#28 This is not what I expected - six-word prompts (mini fic)

**Electrolytes** - after a separate night out, julien just wants to spend time with her gf <3

Possessive + Protective - blurb

Taking care of you - blurb (TW: ED)

Princess - blurb

#30 I can't risk losing you again - six-word prompts (mini fic) (gingy's halloweekend)

Ariana! What are you doing here? - soft!gf is doing jb's makeup on Halloween and she just can't sit still (gingy's halloweekend)

Pumpkin carving - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Detangle - Julien's gf helps her get unready after BG's Halloween show at the Hollywood Bowl :') (gingy's halloweekend)

Ice Skating - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Looooover - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

(Ginger)bread House Battle - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Mini Telecaster Ornament - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Winter Wedding +1 - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

The Love Nest - mini fic (controversially young!gf universe)

Phoebe Bridgers

Taking care of you - blurb (TW: ED)

Lasagna - Phoebe's had a long day at the studio and her gf knows exactly what to do when she needs comfort

**She's a biter** - blurb - part 1 - part 2

Pet Names - blurb

Pumpkin Patch - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Mistletoe - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Katie Gavin

Don't let Go - Katie teaches their sweet (and scared) gf how to rollerbade!

Pet Names - blurb

#22 I don't want to hear it - six-word prompts (mini fic) (gingy's halloweekend)

Happy Not Birthday - katie's gf hates her bday but loves katie <3

Early morning walk - christmas morning domestic vibes

Jo Maskin

Hidden Meanings - Soft!gf reader always gifts flowers for Jo with hidden meanings <3

#4 Don't talk to me ever again - six-word prompts (mini fic)

Missing you - blurb

Pet Names - blurb

For the bit - mini fic (gingy’s halloweekend)

Untitled V-day Fic - (gingy's cupid shuffle)

Naomi McPherson

Calming you down - blurb

#7 I can't stop thinking of you - six-word prompts (mini fic)

Pet Names - blurb

Mornings - mini fic

Mornings Pt 2 (Bob the Builder) - mini fic (gingybread's holidaze)

Taking care of drunk soft!gf - blurb (gingy’s halloweekend)

Pumpkin seeds - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

NYE Jealousy HC - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Untitled Angst - preface

You're Losing Me - Part 1

You're Losing Me - Part 2

You're Losing Me - Part 3

You're Losing Me - Part 4 (Coming soon!)

Boygenius

Types of dates - blurb

Commitment styles - blurb

MUNA

Couple Halloween costumes - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Munagenius

The Group Chat - blurb

"We're munagenius's gfs, of course..." - blurb

#lucy dacus x reader #masterlist #request please!#phoebe bridgers x reader #julien baker x reader #muna x reader #rpf #katie gavin x reader #josette maskin x reader #naomi mcpherson x reader

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boywithpinkcarnation · 9 months ago

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