#hannah's little corner ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

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until the room stinks, until my hair is bleached with the amount of time she squirts on my face, until there is a colossal hole in the bed, until i start shooting blanks, until we get evicted cause of noise complaints, until it falls off, until she develops grey hair, until her arm grows back.

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vampire hunter sevika! who hunts you, a vicious vampire terrorizing the town. she keeps you all to herself, killing filthy men to feed you and starving you when you misbehave.

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im way too late but that stalker/crazy vi fic might actually be dropped soon

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munch vi!

18+, mdni, cunnilingus, face sitting.

munch vi! who always has to have her mouth on your pussy; it doesn't matter the time or place; she's already craving your taste.

munch vi! who eats it for her own pleasure, she can cum untouched just by your smell and your taste. don't even get her started on when you squirt on her face. that gets her going like crazy.

munch vi! who slobbers all over your pussy like a wild animal, slurring her words like she's drunk and pushing her entire face into your pussy, she gets all dirty and wet, her cheeks covered in your juices, her tongue deep inside you, her nose nudging your clit—it's her favorite thing to do.

munch vi! who can't get enough of you. she would eat you out all day if she could and would spend hours between your legs if she could. she didn't have to think when she's between your thighs; all she had to do was make you cum, and she was pretty damn good at it.

munch vi! who whines when you try and pull her away from your pussy by her hair, your thighs are already trembling, and you've come three times, and you aren't sure if you can anymore.

"baby!" you whine, pushing her head away, but she was stronger and sucks your clit back between her lips. "nngh!─ a-ah─ v-vi baby─"

vi releases your clit with a wet pop, a devilish grin on her lips as she peers up at you. "are you okay, princess?" ahe asks sweetly, like she didn't just suck the life out of you.

you glare down at her through wet lashes, a scowl on your lips. her hands were still up your shirt, groping at your tits. you were bare from the waist down. "god, you're like a bitch in heat. you don't know how to stop."

your horny girlfriend just smiled proudly at the comparison. it wasn't too far off. she was always ready for another round and didn't even need any time to recuperate. she could come over and over again and still want more. it was a blessing and a curse to have a girlfriend with such a high sex drive, and if you were certain she'd want you again very, very soon──

"sit on my face," she says, giving you that pathetic puppy dog look, and how could you deny her?

munch vi! who moans loudly as you cage her in with her thighs. you're hesitant to put weight on her, but she's yanking you down and forcing your entire weight onto her face. she's buried in your pussy; arousal is already dripping down her chin as she thrusts her tongue into you, and her breathing is getting blocked by your smell and taste. she wouldn't mind dying like this with a girl on her face; in fact, it's the exact way she's aiming to go out.

munch vi! who slides her tongue through your soaked folds, moaning at your taste as you drip onto her awaiting tongue. she's grabbing your ass in her hands and yanking you down further just so she could get more, more, more. you're moaning above her, legs shaking and stomach heaving as you reach another orgasm. vi is relentless, slurping up your slickness, nibbling at your clit, slipping her tongue inside of you so you can ride it. she fucks you through your orgasm, lapping your cum up.

munch vi! who hates when you have to pull yourself off of her every few minutes just to make sure she's getting air. she hates it, whining that she's fine, but the way she gulps in air tells a different story.

"i'm fine!" she argues.

"you're going to suffocate!" you hiss. "and what if you die? what the hell am i going to tell everyone! i sat on your face and killed you!

vi smirked, "hell yeah."

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sevika eating you out on your period!

18+, mdni, somnophilia, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, age gap, period sex.

you were woken up by the sunlight creeping in your room and the sharp stabs of pain in your lower stomach. whining in annoyance, you took ahold of your pillow, bringing it up to cover your face, trying to block the light out, but the feeling of heat between your thighs—no fingers curling in the deepest parts of you—tears a whimper from you.

yanking the covers back, the sight that greets you makes a moan tumble out.

sevika's hair was messy from slumber and her shirt discarded elsewhere. her hands were curled around your thighs, holding you open as she devoured you as if you were a juicy exotic fruit. her lips and cheeks were stained with red wetness, blood, along with your own arousal. it was breathtaking the way her eyes were dilated, the pure hunger in the way she ravished you. fuck....

sevika always fucked you while you were on your period; she never turned away the offer to take you; she didn't care where it was; she'd always bend you over and fuck you until you reduced to nothing but tears and sobs of pleasure; it was her thing.

"f-fuck," you gasp as she gives a particularly hard suck on your clit. your hands shoot down to grab onto her hair, tugging at the dark locks. you're rewarded with a moan that vibrates through you, coaxing a new gush of arousal to drip down on her tongue. she pulled back from your leaky cunt long enough to slip two thick fingers inside of you, soaking up the knee jerks and whimpers.

her fingers were a gift sent down from god, skillful, able to make you cum in just a few touches. your back arched as her mechanical hand slid up your body, slipping underneath your thin little nightgown to cup your tits. she rolled your nipple between your fingers, and you mewled, pushing your chest further up into her. it should be illegal how good she made you feel, like you were floating.

"sev──" voice breaking as her fingertips rubbed against the spongy spot inside of you, pleasure coursed through your veins.

"hmm?" her red-stained lips kissed your inner thigh sweetly, a stark contrast to the fast-moving fingers inside your heat. "what is it, doll?"

"i──"

you couldn't speak; all you could do was moan as she took what she craved.

the hand on your tit pulled away to land a slap to your thigh hard. the force of metal hitting your skin was enough to tear a yelp from your throat. you whimpered, pain blooming up your thigh, but the pain made you gush.

"shit," sevika laughed, pulling her fingers out of you covered in the webs of blood and slick.

connected, they were, and you couldn't even be ashamed because it felt so good as she slid them back inside of you, easing in a third as her mechanical fingers rubbed at your clit. the cold of the metal and the warmth of her skin sent you into a spiral of confusion, unsure if you wanted to rock your hips down or buck them up. "you're soaked, doll. does it feel good?"

what a stupid question, considering you were nearing your peak

no response.

you couldn't form anything other than a babble of pleas begging her to keep going. her grey eyes hardened, and she pinched your clit just to hear that squeaky whimper. heat curled in her gut.

"open your eyes," she demanded, gruff and in charge. "look at me, girl. don't make me tell you twice."

oh, the way she spoke made your chest heave. she was so much older than you, and she made sure you knew it, always using that condescending tone on you....

you forced your eyes open so you could glance down at her taking in the mess of her. you couldn't help but feel embarrassed. this was so dirty, so raw, blood was staining your thighs as well as your pink satiny sheets. it stained sevika's mouth like she had dug into a juicy pomegranate and not your sopping cunt. she grins up at you, wild, and unashamed, and at the same time, she sucks your sensitive nub back into her mouth, reveling in the noises you let out.

you whine, spreading your thighs wider in invitation for her to go faster── and god, does she do just that.

her fingers pound into you, each time a gush of arousal drips out or a drop of blood; she fucks it back into you, not letting up even as you thrash and cry and grip her shoulders.

she sucks your clit until it’s throbbing against her tongue. she spits dirty words at you until your thighs are squeezing her head so tightly she fears she may suffocate. she ignores her own aching core in favor of bringing you to your orgasm.

she loves making you cum, loves how each orgasm seems to taste sweeter than the last, loves your taste even more. she could eat you out for hours and would never get bored. there’s a certain liking she's taken to your cunt, one that has her head buried between your thighs for what feels like hours. it’s her duty to make you cum as many times as she possibly can, and today it’s only the first.

your orgasm feels like you’ve left reality for a moment. white splatters across your vision for a moment, dots taking over shapes and shapes turning into blurs of stars. the heat burning in your stomach was a raging inferno starting from the deepest pits of your belly and rising up to your head.

your release shoots out of you, hot and pulsing and so, so wet. you're......squirting all over sevika's forearm and chin, creating an even bigger mess than before, the bloody stain growing larger by the second, the burning desire increasing. all you can do is suck in gulps of air as you try to come down from your high. you curl in on yourself weakly, pushing sevika away to bring your legs up to your trembling body, sensitive and so, so tired.

large, wet hands grip you by the calves, yanking you back down the bed.

you whine in confusion and peek an eye open.

your gorgeous lady simply yanks your thighs back open and, to your despair, pushes three fingers back inside you. you cry out weakly, coming out as a garbled whine as she abuses your sloppy hole. sevika chuckles, a deep smirk shaping her dark lips. "sweetheart..." her fingers press right into your sweet spot.

"you can give me one more, can’t you? be a good girl and keep your legs open."

not proofread <3

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pitfighter vi!

18+, mdni, top vi, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, anal sex, vaginal sex, spit, rough sex, non-con.

pitfighter vi! who's fucking you so hard you're scared you may break. she has you bent over the sink counter of her shitty apartment, as she rams her bright fucking pink strap inside of you, already soaked with your juices. she's slamming her palms against your ass, listening to your screams and cries as you reach your fifth orgasm of the night. she's downright brutal, biting her teeth into the curve of your throat. she's grabbing your hair in a tight grip and yanking your head back just so you can look into your glossy eyes through the mirror and taking in your flushed red face. you're a mess, hair yanked from your pretty braid and cheeks covered in a mix of cum and your saliva.

"fuck," she breathes out, powder blue eyes stuck onto the way your cunt stretched wide around her cock, the silicone was soaked with your juices, creamy white cum bubbling around the base. she couldn't look away, the way your ass bounced against her hips, the way your hole clenched tight around her, the way your ass was gaping already having fucked it through two orgasms.

her bandaged hands trail down to your ass, gripping your cheeks and spreading them apart. she's a devil with the way she spits a glob of saliva into your puckered asshole. you whimper, though it turns into a cry as she slips three fingers inside of you, hooking them inside of you and tugging at your sensitive rim. "dirty girl," she teased, liking how you clench around her fingers.

"you like it, baby? do you like your ass being fucked?"

all you could do was faceplant on the counter. your legs shook from the exertion, so worn out and tired, yet you never wanted to stop.

vi hadn't even broken a sweat from all the orgasms she'd fucked you through. she still rammed her hips into yours like she could go all night. she probably could. the adrenaline was still pumping through her veins, the excitement and thrill of winning a fight.

when she got no response, vi lifted her hand and slammed it down onto your ass. she grabbed your hips and slammed her cock in hard, the tip kissing your cervix. "answer me!" she hissed, beginning a rhythm of hard thrusts. you scream, of course, scrambling to hold onto the counter. she isn't gentle; she's shoving her fingers back inside of your ass, and she's giving it to you so hard you're afraid you'll break.

she fucks you through another orgasm, enjoying the wet squelching noises reverberating through the room. it's sinful and leaves no room for imagination.

"v-vi─" your voice breaks as you cum around her cock. you're so impossibly wet that she slips out. she doesn't push back in right away but instead prods at your asshole, reveling in the way you jolt and try to squirm away. you don't get far because she's pressing a hand to the back of your neck and holding you down as she slides all the way in till she can't anymore.

it's overwhelming in the best possible way, her cock deep in your ass, her fingers on your clit.... "do you like that baby?" she laughs cruelly. She gives a hard thrust into you. she treats her strap like it's real, moaning when you cum around her, and she swears she can feel it, feeling your velvet walls hot, slick, and tight

she slides one hand around your hips, lifting you up effortlessly. she suspends you midair, not even giving you time to shriek because she is slamming you back down onto her cock, cracking a grin when your head hangs like a stupid little cum slut. that's all you were good for, a pretty little fuckdoll for her to take control of.

"vi!" you scream, feeling like you were flying. the position she had you in left you no choice but to sink all the way down onto her, and then some more. you weren't sure how she was so deep, but you could feel her in her guts, and the way she was pressing down on your bulging abdomen made you feel all types of things.

"shit!" a moan escaped vi's lips, and she hiked you up further in her arms, sliding her hands under your legs and putting your back to her chest. she nearly folded you like a pretzel, tucking your legs up to your chest as she sped up, increasing the speed of her hips, plowing into you── you were already close to your orgasm, but the change of position and the quick thrusts sent you overboard.

hot, wet liquid spurted out of you in rivulets. it crashed into you like a boulder, overtaking your senses, drenching your thighs and hers in your wetness. it was gross getting all wet and sticky already, adding to your sweat-slick skin, but it felt so good. vi fucked you through it, rubbing your clit furiously, panting in your ear as she rutted into you, and you screamed until your throat went raw because, oh holy fuck, it was too much

the earth came tilting off its axis quite literally as you were dropped face-first onto the dingy mattress, the strap slipping out of you. you whimpered, attempting to lift your head, but vi pinned it back down, straddling the back of your thighs as she slipped back into you, into your pussy

this time you yelped, reaching a hand back to weakly push her away, unable to take any more, but vi was quicker, pinning your hands behind your back as she laughed loud and mocking

"oh, baby," she cooed, pushing four whole fingers in beside the strap. you screamed, going limp.

"i'm not done with you yet, princess. you promised me all night, and that's what I'm going to get."

she spat a thick glob of saliva on your cunt, letting it drop down into your hole to help with the slide.

"be a good little whore and shut up and take it."

you were going to be here all night, but if she keeps fucking you just like that, you'd never want her to stop.

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Smut request, or just an ideaa

loser, pervy vi masturbating to reader!!

a/n: this made my mind turn to mush lol! i hope it's up to your standards, apologies it's a tad bit short.

loser vi! who can't stop cumming to the pictures you post on your social media, those frisky bikini photos that she just knew deep down you posted just for her. she's the first one to like your post. she had your notifications on so that she's always the first to comment, and it's always some dirty, lustful sentence that she'd never dare repeat outside the comfort of her private account, the one she has stashed away for just you.

you, the gorgeous person she set her sights on. she knew you weren't that out of her league; realistically, vi could get anyone she wanted with her muscles and her looks and her charm—but she was just too damn dumb to know how to make it work! she was a loser, a virgin at a whopping twenty-two! maybe that's why she couldn't get a girlfriend, why no girls called her back; she couldn't find the clit!

just the thought of you has her going. she's biting her pillow, whimpering your name as she squeezes her eyes shut tightly. her fingers move in and out of her sloppy hole, her arousal leaking out of her in waves, drenching the poor towel she put down for some level of cleanliness. it was pointless anyways, leaking through the towel, wetting her poor bedsheets and bed.

she made a mental note to bleach her entire room later cleanse it of her sins after she cums ofcourse

"f-fuck, baby," vi slurred almost as if she was drunk, "wanna── wanna taste you, wanna feel you, wanna──"

a loud, timely ding! coming from her phone made her drop the device, a tad bit startled.

vi paused her fingers for a moment to pick the phone up and squint at the notification at the top. her eyes slowly went wide with joy as if the gods were blessing her: you just posted a new photo.

she clicked on it so fast her screen almost cracked with how hard her finger came in contact with it.

her mouth went dry, all thoughts out the window. holy fuck, you, you, you fuck—

you were so beautiful wearing some frilly little sundress that barely covered a thing, posed by an apple tree, grinning cheerfully.

her fingers moved faster now, slamming into her hole.

she was such a loser, a dirty, dirty creep getting off to this. a mere picture? what would you say? if you knew she was using you, what would you do? god, she didn't even want to know what you would do. this was her dirty secret, one that only she knew.

another ding! another photo in the same genre: you were enjoying the outdoors; this one was the best. the camera angled in a way that made your cleavage stick out. fuck, fuck, fuck──

vi promptly squirted all over her phone, whimpers of your name on her lips. she blasted your comment section with her dirty thoughts, mind spinning and eyes bleary with tears. you made me cum so hard, mommy. i'm so wet. fuck, i just want to suck your tits. and little did she know, across town, a mischievous little thing known as you, was scrolling through her sinful comments with a smirk because, oh, the big overgrown puppy in heat had accidentally switched to her public account in the midst of her orgasm.

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stepmommy!

18+, mdni, incest, stepmom caitlyn, bottom caitlyn, non-con, vaginal fingering, cheating.

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it's not like you planned this ever, really! it wasn't like you put it on your calendar to spend the entire saturday doing mischievous shit──but you did; you crossed the boundaries set, and you nearly ruined everything.

nearly

"a-ah!──s-stop, please s-stop──"

you're three fingers deep into your pretty little stepmommy as she whimpers, you don't stop. in fact, you speed up, dragging the digits along her spongy walls as your other hand smooths down her frizzy hairs damp with sweat from your touches.

"mommy," you coo, your lips brushing her ear. you're fully clothed while she's just in her flimsy lace bra, her nightgown and panties scattered along the floor.

caitlyn shuddered, her entire body shaking; she whimpered, actually fucking whimpered, the stern, proper woman nowhere to be seen as her stepdaughter opened up her pussy.

"you know you like it...." teeth nipped at her earlobe, and a strangled noise left caitlyn's lips. your thumb added to the mixture, rubbing at her swollen clit, the pressure making her cerulean eyes fill with tears. "why don't you give in? hmm? enjoy this, mommy.

your pretty stepmom squirmed in your hold, but it was useless. you were straddling the back of her thighs, free hand pressing into her lower back, keeping her pinned to the mattress.

the one she shared with your father

"s-stop" caitlyn stammered, her pale cheeks bursting with red tears that fell down her cheeks, staining the pillow beneath her. it was a sinful sight how she begged for you to stop but at the same time cried when you slowed down.

"oh, mommy," you chuckled, "do you really want me to stop?"

you crooked your fingers up right into that spongy spot that had her thighs tensing up and a choking noise leaving the back of her throat like clockwork. her hips rolled down against your fingers, and she soaked the pillow with her drool as her eyes rolled back.

yes, yes, yes, this woman was at the forefront of all of your carnal desires. how long did you go with pushing those feelings down...? how many dinners had you sat through, how many mornings were you woken up by her sweet voice, you deserved this; you deserved to have her at your mercy.

you chuckle deeply when she doesn't answer you, "i didn't think so."

caitlyn opens her mouth to say something, possibly to grumble, but you're sliding in a fourth finger, and she's coming undone.

it isn't sweet and soft; it's messy and dirty, her arousal costing your hand and the sheets. her walls wet and tight, squeezing around your fingers, pain and pleasure blooming under her skin. it's so good, ten times better than her husband could ever make her feel. while he struggled, you found the places to make her feel good almost immediately. it's addicting.

"this—this isn't right." caitlyn's pants were blinking rapidly to try and clear the stars from her vision.

"oh," your brow raises, and your lips quirk. your thumb kneads the flesh of the bend of her hip as you chuckle. caitlyn shivers at the touch; it's grounding just as much as it was forbidden.

"this can't happen again," caitlyn says weakly. your smile dropped, replaced by something akin to anger. caitlyn doesn't notice this and continues, far too overcome with guilt as she sits up, closing her legs and holding them together tightly. she continues, "i am your stepmother; if your father finds out you did this, he'll be angry."

you don't say a word; your throat feels dry.

caitlyn raises her chin up in a subtle show of confidence even as her cobalt hairs stick to her tear-stained cheeks and the bottom half of her body is soaked in her own cum. your eyes drift down her body, admiring her curves. the slickness of her cunt is still so wet despite already coming.

"are you listening to me?" caitlyn snapped, waving her hands in front of your face. her dumb expression changed into something stern. she was slowly turning back into the caitlyn you knew. "you better be listening, young lady, because──"

you couldn't take her nagging anymore. lunging forward, you pressed her back into the bed, your hand curling around her throat and fingers pressing right back into her.

"h-hey! nnngh!──"

you swallowed up caitlyn's moan with your lips as you finger-fucked her harder this time. the both of you kissed, well, more like you were shoving your tongue down her throat, and she was struggling to take it. saliva was dripping down her chin, her eyes were rapidly filling with condensation, and holy shit, did the front door just open──

yes

a wicked gleam of satisfaction passes through your eyes as caitlyn shakes with the fear of getting caught.

it was a dirty little fantasy. the prodigal daughter and the gentle stepmother, it's as disgusting as it is alluring.

"girls!" you hear your father's voice ring out through the house. "i'm home early!"

caitlyn clenches down on your fingers. dirty little whore. she likes this—the thrill of getting caught in bed with her stepdaughter.

your fingertips press into her sweet spot, and she whimpers.

footsteps ascend up the stairs quickly, eager to see his family.

"shhhh." the squelching noises are a dead giveaway. the faint squeaking of the mattress springs as you slam your fingers into her leaky entrance; it's so wet and dirty, and the room smells like her cum and──

you apply just the right amount of pressure to caitlyn's clit, and she's falling limp as she comes again. pity she comes too fast; you'd like to draw it out and make her beg.

but you don't stop.

she's a trembling mess. her thighs shaking and her shell-pink lips parted and her eyes rolled back as you kept going, you never backed down from something you wanted, and god did you want her.

"girls? are you home?" your father calls out again, and caitlyn whimpers.

perhaps it's the fear of getting caught that had tears welling up in her eyes, or maybe it was just the humiliation and the disgust at herself for doing such a sinful act. how could she let her stepdaughter do this to her?

"mommy," your voice is a whisper, breath hot again on her face. this is so, so wrong, but what's even more wrong is that caitlyn wants more. fuck him, fuck this stupid house, fuck those stupid, brainless marriages, fuck her husband.

obediently behaving for the first time of the night, caitlyn arched her back, showing off every dip and curve that you loved so much. you swore she was sculpted by the gods to look so beautiful and ethereal.

"such a pretty mommy..." your free hand trails up her sides, fingertips cold against her heated skin. you grip the underside of her breast and sigh, enjoying how her breast jiggles each time you tweak her covered nipples. such a pretty mommy and all yours.

"moan for me, mommy. tell the world how good your stepdaughter is making you feel."

idk i dont rlly like this

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ass play!

18+, mdni, bottom vi, ass eating, ass play.

vi, who's so in love with you that she'd be down to try anything in the bedroom once, whips chains, candle wax, and a particularly sticky session involving whipped cream──

the point was she'd try anything, so when you suggested anal, she believed you would be the brave soldier taking it.

oh, how wrong she was.

the sight was ethereal; you stared like you were going to burn it into your memory. her hickey-dotted chest rose and fell rapidly; her sweaty abs heaved; her impossibly thick thighs were placed on your shoulders, trembling with every little touch.

fuck yes.

"violet," your purr against her clit sent vibrations up her spine. she yelped softly, hips automatically bucking up for more, her sweaty pink hairs matted to her forehead. her bandages were strewn elsewhere, your hands fulfilling their duty in cupping her tits and kneading them.

it was so cute.

you swirled your tongue around her clit, her pink hairs of her bush tickling your nose, her scent making your head spin. you dragged your tongue down the expanse of her pussy, tonguing at her slit for a moment, sucking at her fat pussy lips before trailing it down past her perineum to her clenching asshole.

vi jolted when you pressed your tongue there, gasping up into you. she was unsure if she wanted to buck up into the unfamiliar sensations or shy away. "h-hey now──"

you pressed against her clenching hole harder, breaking down her resolve slowly but surely. she unclenched her hole, letting your wet tongue wiggle a teeny bit inside, then she clenched up again, tensing against you.

"relax, baby," you crooned, pressing your thumb to her clit and rubbing in slow circles.

that got her muscles to loosen up a bit, and a quiet moan left her lips. her clit was sensitive; it always had been.

you kept moving your tongue, sliding the appendage deeper in her hole, working her open. she squirms, of course she does, because it's a new feeling and she's never been touched there before. sure, she's fucked your ass more times than she could count, loved doing it sometimes, just wanting to see your cheek bounce against your hips, but never her.

"a-are you supposed to push it that deep?──" your usually confident butch stammered as your tongue pressed in spots she never knew she had.

you retreated for a moment and sighed, "vi, do you want me to make you cum or not?"

vi snorts a little, tense but pressing her palm to the back of her head and tugging your head back into her hole. you resume tonguing at her and lubing up her hole with saliva. you get her all wet and gaping enough that you're able to slide your index finger in deep.

"b-baby──"

"shhh," you lick up a stripe up her sodden pussy to distract her. "it'll feel good, i promise. i'm going to make you feel so, so good. i'm going to fuck you like you fuck me."

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mom sevika drabble!

no warnings! just cute dumbs kids!!!!

"ma, why can't i go outside and pick bugs?"

sevika, who was in the middle of fixing her arm, paused and glanced to her left where you were, tiny as ever, staring up at her with those big, curious eyes.

she sighed and nodded her head to the window. "it's raining, remember?"

you frowned, tilting your head. "but i like the rain."

"yeah, you may like it, but it'll be impossible to find bugs with you falling in mud. do you want that to happen? you wanna ruin your dress?"

you took a peek down at your pink princess dress, and like a mood switched, you shook your head rapidly. "no! no! i love this dress!"

sevika nodded. "then you have your answer."

like the bratty child you were, you pouted and climbed up onto the table to sit. "ma," you said again, leaning your head in close to stare at her arm. "i'm hungry."

without as much as looking up, she dismissed you. "if you ate your dinner, you wouldn't be."

you whined. "but ma! it's green, and i don't like green!"

the 'green' you were referring to was the vegetables. if there was anything you hated more than bedtime, it was vegetables. "they taste blah! jinx doesn't eat them! she told me herself!"

your mother sighed harshly. she rubbed her temple, amending the pending headache. "yeah, well, the kid's the size of a pea because of it."

"i hate peas," you said. "they taste nasty, ma, just like broccoli. no one else at school has to eat broccoli! why do i?"

ok, maybe you were a little too young to admit to that the 'school' wasn't actually anything legit, just an old woman who liked reading to the less fortunate children of the lanes—the ones with no parents. "well, because they wanna stay tiny forever. you gotta eat them."

like a dumb little kid you were, you questioned, "but why, ma?"

why was parenting so damn hard? you weren't five anymore; you were getting rebellious.

"well..." sevika put the wrench down and turned towards you. she offered a smile, the best she could do on a stressful day. "sometimes there's things in life that may seem really, really nasty, but when you try them, they're yummy, alright?" you nodded slowly, processing her words. "and there are some things that seem really nasty and are really nasty."

"like what?" you questioned curiously.

sevika snorted lowly and muttered, "men."

of course, your tiny little brain agreed. "yeah!" you cheered. "men are nasty!"

that's one thing you two could agree on.

"yes!" sevika cheered. "men are nasty, nothing's in life, alright, greenie? veggies are also nasty but men will always be top on the list, alright? they stink, and they're ugly, and they make you itch like you bathed in an entire can of scratchy scratch powder."

"ok." you'd agree with anything your ma said, even if it sounded ridiculous. silco wasn't that ugly. he was kinda weird-looking but not horrendous. "but ma, jinx said my daddy is a man. did he give you scratchy powder too?"

oh lord, what was that kid telling her...?

sevika groaned in annoyance and fell back in her chair. "kid," she sighed exasperatedly, "you don't have a dad, just me, kay'?"

your bushy little brows furrowed together. "but jinx had a daddy? why can't i?"

"well..." how was she going to explain to a kid that she hated men and was now a hardcore lesbian? "you see... sometimes a mom and dad don't really love each other—or sometimes the mom hates the dad with all her might and, uh..."

she paused, gathering her thoughts. "sometimes, kid, there's things like broccoli that you think will be good, and it takes a loooot of convincing, but then you try it for the first time and hate it with all your might that you vow to never try it again—but now you're also stuck with the, uh, nasty broccoli in your tummy, and it grows into a big annoying broccoli and it uh..... y'know, costs you an arm and a leg."

she raised her prosthetic arm up in the air. "literally."

you nodded, not even the slightest bit interested. "ok, can i go outside now, ma?"

"hell, i don't care. go pick some bugs, kid. i'll even give you permission to put them in silco's grown-up juice, alright? he's been a meanie lately."

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top sevika! would have an air of gentle dominance around her when she'd punish you. she'd be so gentle yet rough, slapping you on the inside of your thighs or your tummy because you were such a bad girl, cooing at your whimpers, stroking your hair, and giving you a false sense of security before the real punishment, "you can take it, doll, can't you? you got yourself into this mess; you can handle it." she'd say, maybe she'd bend you over her knees and spank you, making you count, and each time you fail she would add more hits. when she's done, when you're crying, like a few spanks were the end of the world, she'd sigh and roll her eyes but hold you close until you settle down. "you know i don't like doing this, doll, but you have to learn your lesson somehow."

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abby sucking your strap!

18+, mdni, strap on, strap sucking, sub abby.

nothing much, just abby sucking your strap. she's so defiant at first, glaring up at you, those pouty lips turned down into a scowl, because why would she of all people be on her knees? that was your job. she was fighting the urges to slap your hands away as your grope her tits. she was squirming on her knees, glaring up at you, as her lips were stretched wide around the thick silicone girth. it was a big cock a long ten inches and so thick that it barely fit past her lips. "that's its baby" you grin, fisting her braid in your hand as you work her on your cock, the disgusting squelching noises as she bobs her head working you up and oh the faux veins rub against her tongue, the roof of her mouth, saliva spreads down the length of the cock yet she's barely taken half, she could only take half because anymore and she was gagging. the tip was triggering her gag reflex but she doesn't stop, no she keeps going desperately because the look of pure unfiltered lust in your eyes, your moans, was reward enough. soon she had spit dripping down her chin, landing on her chest, and you audibly moan because you could almost feel her hot, slick mouth sucking your cock. "so pretty." you breathe out a hand stroking her cheek softly "can you take anymore abby? hmm? i know you can." and that's all it took for her body to become molten hot with pleasure as she deep throats you completely.

she set a record that day, one that involves you cumming in five short minutes at the sight of her sucking you off.

abby has cock-sucking lips. there, i said it. they're so pink and pouty, perfect for a cock!

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can't stop thinking about being sevika's housewife. washing her clothes for her while she's at work, taking care of the chores, packing her some cute little lunchboxes with all of her favorite snacks, sending her with enough food to feed a damn army. she's got one of those fancy self-heating boxes that lets you pack her cute lunches to show off to her coworkers. there's something about the routine of teasing her all day while she's at work with provocative photos and promises of how good you'd feel for her. there'd be shoulder massages after work when she comes home sore and tired, which gradually leans into you on your knees, tonguing at her heat until she comes all over your tongue, and to show gratitude, she just has to fuck you into the mattress until you ruin the sheets.

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no, but a tragic love story regarding sevika, the whole heartwrenching 'forbidden love' pushing past obstacles and defying set rules to love the grumpy, pessimistic zaunite woman. but little did either of you know, your fairytale love would be cut short in two short years. right in front of the warstricken hexgates is where you'll take your last breath in your lover's arms, changing the trajectory of her life forever.

its in the works lol i love angst

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saw something on twitter abt caitlyn finding that fuckass red jacket from season 1 n surprising vi w it on over lingerie and ive never been normal since