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k-aemi · 29 days ago

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nagi seishiro ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ my sugar baby.

smut, switch nagi, no proofread, some bondage

nagi seishiro who thinks everything is a hassle, he thinks that’s a weakness of his and he hates it. but everything involves effort…even just a little he cant seem to get a grasp of it.

so he finds you. or more like you found him. you have way too much money, what the hell were you supposed to spend it on anyways? you have a nice house, a good life and designer clothes, but you have no idea what to do with the rest.

whered you guys meet? well…you spotted him on his phone at a bowling alley as you were hanging out with your friends. he was cute and you had a thing for people with beautiful white locks. it really brought out their facial features more.

honestly with no shame you sat in front of him. “hey, need money?” you grinned at him. youd honestly expected him to be confuse at your question but he bluntly responded back. “hm…? are you rich? id want money then.” he said not even bothering who was sitting in front of him...too indulged in his game.

you giggled at his demeanor. “whats the money for?” you cross your legs as your head rest on your palm. “just w’na play my games and not work…too much of a hassle.” he spoke in a low tone, but his voice was very soothing, you can see his thumb pressing on his phone screen continuously.

he really intrigued your interest. so blunt and straight to the point. “well, if youd like, i can provide you the money.” you grin at him. and his ears perked. “yeah..? thatd be great then.” “under one condition, you just gotta obliged under every command i give yeah?”

and thats how it all started basically. though you didnt think hed have much of a sleeper build. god he was so fit and attractively tall it made you think the gods gifted you a heavenly sugar baby. plus he doesnt bother you as much and gives you space when you need it. not like previous babies youve had…

nagi really didnt ask for much which was surprising for you. all he really cared about was his game, but when hed asked for money its usually for his ingame currency. you didnt really understand that, why would ingame money be better than real money? but whatever to make your baby happy.

"ehh? thats about 75,000 right there baby, a lot even for someone like me." chuckling as you held your phone between your shoulder and head as you were dealing with some computer work. "yeah, but theres a lot of good items in the shop, need to get 'em all." he said on the other line. you tapped on your desk with your index.

"of course whatever for you. but you know what you gotta for f' me right?" there could be a silence in between before he spoke up again. "yeah." you giggled, you loved when nagi would just obey you just like that, of course its for the money, but you love when tall handsome bitches are under your command.

"ill send the money. come to my place at 8." you hanged up feeling excited for the upcoming event. you had so many things planned for the night

and there you have nagi seishiros back against your chest as you stroke his pretty cock. <3 all bare and blindfolded, heightening his senses. "n-ngh.." he whimpers as his thighs quiver and the sight is so cute...taking out your phone to record. you place it on the stand next to you, making sure to get you and nagi in view.

"awh baby you look so cute like this" you cooed, your breath tickling his ear. he shutters as his cock twitches and precum leaks. "s-sensitive." he breathed out...you swear this man has you wanting to do more. you can feel him squeezing the flesh of your thighs, sometimes digging crescents on the skin making you hiss. but could you really blame him?

"'s okay...g'na make you cum so good~" honey coats your words and he falls limp...your touch was able to make him feel so many things he cant even describe. pearls of sweat falls done his tone abs and his chest heaves up and down. "look so pretty baby. stay right here okay?"

getting up to grab some ropes, you love seeing nagi restrained. to see such a muscular boy all restrained makes them look so powerless...you loved the sight of it. tying his wrists together to the bed frame. he takes his time to catch up his breath as you tied his wrist together. but that little break of his was about to come to an end.

"g'na suck it ok?" you lay your tongue flat against his tip and he twitches as you can hear the resistance of the bed frame and him as he pulled it. taking him whole in your mouth as you taste his delicious precum and you can feel every detail of his cock...

nagi was big and long. a combination anyone would wish for. bobbing your head up and down until your nose touched his pelvis and his white pubic hairs. fondling with his balls and he melted. "oh fuck..." his breath was shakey and that stirred your excitement. sucking his cock much faster than before, an excessive amount of saliva is what made it feel super fucking good for nagi as he throws his head back.

"lemme cumm..." your eyes widened. this is the first nagi has been asking for a release. how could you deny your pretty boy? "mmm..." you hummed on his cock, causing a vibrating sensation for nagis cock to twitch in your mouth. "cmon ask for more...tell me how bad you want it~"

"w-want it now...no...need...please." he thrust his hips up to your mouth more causing you to gag just a bit. your grin and he can feel it. sucking the living life out of Nagi i dont even think he had time to register him cumming inside your mouth<3

you swallow it all, you loved the taste of his cum, it was so sweet. at this rate, you dont think youd ever let nagi go, not have anyone get a taste of his cock at least. too precious to share.

nagis catches up with his breathing from that orgasm. you giggled as you scoop up the cum dripping from the corners of your lips back into your mouth. "tasty~" you giggled as yo grabbed your phone ending the video. replaying it to that whimper when he came. it was like music to your ears...

"hey...get me outta these ropes.."

pls request :>

dividers: cafekitsune, anitalenia

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darnell-la · 6 months ago

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heyaa could i request dark!old man!logan x naive/virgin!reader with corruption kink (maybe with some degradation too if youd like). i know its like a basic prompt but the thought of manipulative Logan does something to me???? i need that man religiously and im not sure if i can ever recover from it thats all please and thank youu!!

warnings: drunk reader, consensual sex, slight finger play, neck kissing, rough sex, dominated, public sex, crying, orgasm, ass slapping, lots of degradation, loss of virginity, hair pulling, choking, etc.

summary: Logan couldn’t help himself at how sweet y/n treated him when she was drunk. He needed her now, and once he felt that she wasn’t lying about her being a virgin, he couldn’t stop his dirty mouth.

note: Logan is the king of degradation and domination. He’d make you feel any kind of way when he uses you, but also somehow show he loved you.

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“How many did you have?” Logan asked, voice serious and deep as he pulled y/n into the bathroom to use. “Only a few,” y/n dragged, making him shake his head. By the smell of her breath, she knew they weren’t mixed.

“You’re just so damn slow, huh, y/n? Why would you drink straight Bacardi!?” Logan tried keeping his tone down, but it was hard. “Bacardi raspberry,” y/n corrected the man.

Logan breathed through his nose as he shut his eyes, trying to keep himself back. He was angry at so too many actions she’s pulled tonight.

“No wonder those men were lookin’ at you. You’re a fucking piece of meat out there — That ain’t good!” Logan shouted as she sat down on the toilet to use it as she rolled her eyes.

“Well, I wasn’t paying attention to any of them. Only you,” y/n pocked at the man’s lower stomach. He wanted to react angrily, but he could never stay too angry at his girl.

“Oh, is that true? You still love me after all them drinks?” He asked, making her nod her head. “Of course, I do,” she smiled as she grabbed a hand full of toilet paper to wipe.

“God, you’re a pain in my ass,” Logan admitted as he turned around and walked out of the stall. “But you love it,” she smiled as she flushed the toilet and walked next to him to wash her hands.

“Maybe I do, but you’ll have to let me show you one day,” Logan said as he kicked himself off of the wall and moved behind her, pulling her body into him, knowing she’d feel his bulge.

“One day, baby,” Y/n said as she tried her hands then turned around to look up at him. “Why not now, Bub? Been together for so long, I would never leave you. Even if those pretty little legs opened up for those nasty men out there,”

Logan’s hands began to travel y/n’s body, sending shivers down her spine. She loved his touch, but she was too scared to move further.

“C’mon, baby — Lemme feel it,” Logan said as one hand cupped her cunt through her panties. “This small ass dress ain’t makin’ my life better,” y/n laughed as the man as she shifted to leave, but his free hand grabbed her waist to keep her in place.

“Logan, maybe another time. We’re out in public,” y/n said, but Logan couldn’t care less if someone came in here and saw them. “Only makes me want you more,”

“Logan, baby,” Y/n said, but he reacted by burying his face into her neck. Y/n couldn’t help but let out a small moan as his hands rubbed her bud through her panties. The groans Logan let out would let anyone know how much he needed her.

“Lemme do it, baby,” Logan said as his hand disconnected from her waist and fumbled with his belt. “Not here,” y/n said low as he sucked harder. Whether she gave him the go or not, he was going to get something before they left the bathroom.

“Yes, here, baby — Need it right here and right now,” Logan finally got his pants to fall down a bit until he could balm his cock through his boxers.

“Got me so fuckin’ hard, I can’t stay away. Needa feel you right now,” Logan said as he rubbed her bud harder, making y/n squirm against his body. His fingers always did the trick, but right now, she felt higher than usual.

She didn’t know she’d be so turned on by Logan needing to feel her. She loved how needy and demanding he got. She couldn’t bring herself to push him away.

“That’s it, baby — Lemme in,” Logan moved in between her legs as she mindlessly let them open. “Good girl — Good good girl,” Logan said as he reached into his boxers to pull himself out.

“Always so good for me. Can’t help but ruin you every time — Thankfully this time will be so much easier,” Logan said as he rubbed his tip along her folds. She had no idea what he meant by that until she felt him push through her folds.

Logan was huge, and he’d only got the tip in. She wouldn’t be able to handle this for the first few times, but Logan couldn’t care less about it. He just needed to feel her and fill her.

“Lo,” y/n cried low as her hands gripped his shoulders. Logan said nothing as he pushed further, deep groans slipping into y/n’a ear.

“T-Too much,” y/n whined, nails digging into his shoulders, but that only made him want this more. The older man slammed into her, forcing her to take him all at once.

The cry that left her mouth sounded painful, but he knew she’d adjust. She had no choice but to. “No more, no more,” y/n repeated as he slowly slipped in and out of her.

“Ssh, princess,” was all the man said as a hand snaked around the back and grabbed her ass as the other grabbed the back of her head. Logan pulled Y/n closer as his pace built.

“Lo- Lo!” Y/n cried in the crook of his neck. Before she knew it, she was gushing around the man. “Augh, fuck, y/n,” Logan’s voice came out as a growl as he felt her juice leak down his balls and legs.

“So fuckin’ tight, almost thought you were lying when you said you were a virgin,” Logan finally spoke to her as the sound of the sink loosening began filling the bathroom.

“Almost everyone knows how sweet a virgin is these days. Always thought you were lying to me just to get with me,” Logan gripped y/n’s ass cheek harshly, breaking a bit of skin with his nails.

“I’d still want you even if you lied — The thought of men fucking this pretty little cunt doesn’t sound too bad watch. Would love to see you all fucked out and dumb,”

Y/n’s never heard this side of Logan. Some of it made her feel off, but that off turned into a turn-on. She didn’t know why. All she knew was that anything Logan wanted, she’d like.

“Yeah, you wanna get fucked for me? Spread this little girl across my bed so I can hire a few men to fuck you? Dirty little slut — I might even do it,”

Logan pulled out of y/n and pulled her off of the sink before turning her around to push her face against the dirty mirror. Before she could even blink, his cock was back in her.

“A damn whore you are, baby. So fucking dirty in here for me. You’re nowhere near innocent. You’re a pathetic little cum dump,”

Y/n whined at his words his pelvis slapped against her ass harshly. “You wanna be used, don’t you? Your first time having sex, and you’re enjoying the way I throw you around — Fuck, y/n,”

Logan’s hand which wasn’t pushing her head into the mirror, came down onto her ass repeatedly. “Logan, that hurts,” y/n cried with pleasure, but that only made him laugh.

Logan used that hand to clamp over her mouth and grip down onto her face. “You think I care how you feel, slut? Think ima treat you sweet just because this is your frost time? Your cunts too wet for princess treatment,”

Logan spat a bunch of hard words in y/n’s ear as his hips snapped against her, causing his cock to make these ungodly noises. She couldn’t see it, but she knew she was making a horrible mess on his cock.

“How do you feel about an old man fucking you dumb in a bar bathroom, hm? Did you think your first time would be more romantic? Boohoo — I'll give you romantic,”

Logan tugged on y/n’s hair, causing her neck to snap back. Logan smashed his lips onto her after he released his hand from her mouth. His teeth clashed with hers, but she was too gone to say anything about it. She couldn’t help but only moan into the man’s mouth.

Her back ached from how he forced her to arch. She felt like she'd break any second but chose to stay quiet about it. What he wanted went from now on, and she was beginning to understand that.

“Mhm hm,” the old man growled in y/n’s mouth as his free hand began to come down on her ass again. Y/n cried just like last time, but he didn’t stop this time. He continued, and even slapping was harder.

“Nah uh, take it. Take it. I said fucking take it!”

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rafeshit · 3 months ago

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teacher!rafe x teacher!reader

warnings — MDNI none other than fluff, flirting, see through blouse, and leg touching.

summary — you are a teacher working at a college, when you are in the library you get assistance from a fellow staff member.

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youre standing in the library, surrounded by shelves upon shelves of dusty books. You're searching for a specific title, one that you need for your next lesson plan. As you scan the shelves, your fingers trailing over the spines of the books, you finally spot it. It's just out of reach.

you stretch up onto your tiptoes, straining to grab it, just as your fingers brush against the cover you feel a presence behind you. you turn your head to see mr.cameron, the handsome teacher from the math department, standing inches from you. His chest is pressed tightly against your back as his arms reached above you. you can feel his heartbeat flutter against your back as he does this.

for a awfully long second, you're frozen, rafes body is warm against yours, his muscles firm and flexing as he grabs the book. You feel his breath on the back of your neck, sending a wave of shivers to shoot down your spine.

alas, he takes a step back and he hands you the book, his fingers brush against yours, you turn to face him, meeting his eyes. for a moment, you both just stare at eachother.

you have seen mr.cameron around the halls and in the break room frequently but have never came in contact with him, this closely at that. if you were honest with yourself you would admit that you have had a little crush on him.

he had seen you around too, purposely going to places where you were just to see you in the tight black skirt you always wore. he had noticed that the white button up youd wear religiously would unknowingly show the black bra you wore on fridays like clockwork. today was friday, so he was in luck to be so close to you that your shirt was practically see through at this angle.

"thank you," you say, breaking the silence.

rafe smiles, his eyes crinkling in the corners showing his age. "No problem," he says with a nod.

you can't help but wonder what it would be like to be with him, to feel his arms around you, his lips on yours, his veiny hands traveling along your body. but you were too shy to ever make a move. youre a teacher, after all. You can't let yourself get distracted by a fellow staff member, so you attempted to keep things professional and keep your distance.

but as you take the book from rafe, your fingers touching, you can't help but to want more. It's like you're both in on a secret, a secret that only the two of you share — there was a mutual attraction that went unnoticed by the both of you, but in this moment you both were aware of that mutual feeling.

you manage to crack a joke to crush the awkwardness, "I was about to fall off my tiptoes if it weren’t for you,” you chuckle.

rafe nods, his smile pressing. "well good thing I’m your knight and shining armor," he says.

You laugh, feeling a little more at ease. "Well, in that case, I'm grateful for my clumsiness."

Rafe takes a step closer, "would you like to grab coffee with me at the brew across the street?" he asks, "I think we have some things to discuss."

You nod, "I'd love to.” your eyes instinctively look to the floor, trying to hide the blush that was creeping to your face.

Rafe smiles, catching it. "Great," he says, “I’ll see you after school?”

“okay.” you nod, quickly walking away. you tuck your hair behind your ears as you bite your lip making your way to your respective classroom. did he just ask you out? you think to yourself. you quickly shake your head trying not to get ahead of yourself and focus on the task at hand, which was teaching.

the day went by slowly as you anxiously wait, Finally, the clock struck 7, and you couldn't get out of the school fast enough. You grabbed your bag, shut off the lights, and headed to the Brew across the street.

As you walked in, you spotted Rafe waiting for you at a table, smoking a cigarette. "Hey," you said, taking a seat across from him.

"Hey yourself," he said, snuffing out his cigarette. "You looked beautiful today by the way."

You blushed, "Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself."

he smiles and adjusts himself in his seat, “but…” he says, which makes your heart beat a little faster, “your top is so see through that I can see your bra underneath if I’m close enough.” he makes yourself aware.

you quickly look down, covering your exposed breasts, feeling a flush of embarrassment.

“don’t worry though, I’m not complaining, I’m admiring actually…” he says, which makes you comfortable enough to remove your hands from your shirt, “but your students might find it distracting.” he acknowledges.

“right…” you say. the waiter comes over and takes you guys’s order, you settled for a black coffee as he settles for a typical frappuccino.

you continue talking, noticing his eyes going to your shirt frequently, it didn’t bother you, you found it cute how he couldn’t keep his eyes on yours for half of the conversation. you guys discussed your college days and what made you want to start teaching. It was nice to learn more about him other than the fact that he taught math, and was really good at it.

as you laughed and joked, you found yourself brushing your leg against Rafe's under the table. You meant it to be an accidental touch, but as soon as you made contact, you knew it was intentional.

Rafe's eyes locked onto yours, a look of delight written all over his face. He didn't say anything, but you could tell he was thrilled by the touch when his hand would lightly brush against your leg under the table.

You continued to talk, the conversation flowing easily. But now, there was a charge in the air, a very noticeable spark of attraction between you two that you both couldn't ignore.

As you wound down, Rafe looked at you,"You know, I really enjoyed this," he said. "Maybe we can make it a ritual. Grab coffee after every school day… with less leg rubbing and more hand holding hopefully, maybe both?”

You smiled, “I'd like that.”

as you parted ways, you couldnt help but bite your lip as you made your way home. You had a feeling that this was just the beginning of your relationship with mr.cameron.

#rafe x reader #teacher!rafe x teacher!reader #rafe outer banks #rafe obx #rafe cameron #fanfic #rafe imagine #fluff #rafe fluff #rafe fic #rafe x you #rafeshit

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zepskies · 5 months ago

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Heyo! So not sure how youd even write this from a story perspective— maybe headcanons r easier idk— but! What would Current SB/Ben say to his younger self (your choice on age) about his future? Whether it be from an introspective place, him talking fondly about his future family, etc — all you boo👍 Hope youre doing well!

Hey there! Thanks, I'm doing well and hope you are too!

Strictly speaking on story/fic requests, I'm only doing full fic requests on my Patreon, but occasionally I'll be able to do a short imagine/HC when something strikes me. For example, you pose a really interesting question. I think the answer would depend on Soldier Boy/Ben's level of growth/character development.

Like, if we're talking about Break Me Down version of Ben, for example, I've actually thought about this a bit before! If he had the opportunity to talk to his younger self, let's say in the 80s (shortly before Nicaragua):

What (BMD) Soldier Boy/Ben Would Say to His Younger Self

"You just think you've got it all figured out, don't you?" Ben says, crossing his arms at his younger counterpart.

"What? I'm at the top of my game?" Soldier Boy says. He smokes a joint, blowing up smoke casually and arrogantly.

Ben chuckles. "That's what you think."

Soldier Boy frowns. "The whole fucking world worships me. Whatever I want, I get. Women, picture deals, a fucking statue in front of Vought tower-- Hell, I've got hit after hit record on the top of the charts, for fuck's sake."

Ben just shakes his head. His rueful smile irks the other guy, but not as much as what he says next.

"And you're bored," Ben says. "You've got it all... But nothing's ever good enough, right?"

Soldier Boy's lips purse, but he doesn't have an answer. Not one he's willing to voice. Ben nods in understanding.

"It's all right. One day you'll find it," he says.

Soldier Boy frowns, his brows furrowing. "What do you mean, find it?"

Ben doesn't want to give away the punchline. This guy hasn't earned it yet. Not the way Ben knows he'll need to. Otherwise, he'll never understand what it all meant. What all those years struggling alone in the dark, and what betrayal, loneliness, and pain were worth.

No, he won't give it all away. But he'll give him this, at least.

"It's the simplest thing in the world," Ben says. "You're gonna meet a woman."

Granted, the way he met you was anything but simple. The way Ben sees it now, though, it is simple.

Soldier Boy's frown fades, his face turning wry. "A woman, huh? Think I've got plenty of those. Any time, any place, any way I want."

"Not this one," Ben says. He can't help a small, reserved smile when he thinks of you. "Matter of fact, she's going to test your last ever-fucking nerve, every day of your life...but you're not gonna be the same."

Ben thinks about the life he's built with you. He thinks about his daughter, Lila, and his son on the way. Ben pictures the house in his mind--Christmases, birthdays, wedding anniversaries, along with missions gone awry, and the fights and arguments that reverberated on those walls. Moments where his temper got the best of him, or your stubbornness made you dig your heels in. All of it is worth it.

"Then one day, you're going to wake up and realize that you've got everything you need," Ben says.

Soldier Boy seems to take that in. He's still skeptical, but maybe secretly interested in the bright future lying in wait behind his older self's eyes, even though he doesn't want to show it.

"Yeah? And then what?" Soldier Boy asks, in a tone that scoffs, but Ben sees that he's serious too, and he's listening. He knows it as well as he knows himself.

Ben levels a pointed finger at him.

"All you need to do, is protect it."

AN: It's like the old Spiderman meme where he's pointing at himself. lol 💚

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i-2hoon · 11 months ago

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can u write hc's for sub!enha and their first time w their bf :00

no need to ask me twice ugh i love this

enhypen & their first times

pairings ᱖ sub/switch!enha x dom/switch!male!reader

warnings ᱖ explicit content, established and implied relationships, subtle sub/dom dynamics, conversations of virginity, underlying corruption kinks, sub!enha, dom!reader, subtop!heeseung + jay + jake, subbot!sunghoon + sunoo + jungwon

important notes ᱖ hi!! thank you so much for suggesting and i love this so much! you never specified top/bottom, so i did follow my personal preference. the oldest three are sub!tops, and the youngest three are sub!bottoms, however they are all still subs, i hope its not an issue!

heeseung 박희승 : patient

heeseung, compared to other members, may need a bit more time to be ready for anything sexual beyond making out and greedy touches. needless to say, you two will be taking it slowly and patiently. he has trouble relaxing and relinquishing any control to you, but with the way your fingers scrape against his scalp and the tone of your voice when you whisper in his ear.. ah, even if he wasnt ready, something switched in his mind. he wouldnt be one to lean back and let it happen; you would speak him through it all for him to be comfortable. this includes whispering sweet praises and reassurances as your fingers wrap around his cock, and interlocking your fingers with his when you move your lips to bite at the pale skin of his neck. just know that the moment youre actually on him he might fall into some sort of.. daze, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he let you do all the work. you would have to be slow as to not overwhelm him or make him overthink, but itll be beyond heavenly for the both of you.

jay 박정성 : intimate

see, for him, jay never exactly wishes to be out of control. but theres something about you—his beautiful boyfriend—that allows him to give in. running your hands down his chiseled chest and nipping at his ear, it seems like majority of the night would be calculated foreplay. youd trace a line up his jaw and fuck would he have a hard time keeping his hands off you. simply send him that one glare, however, and hed put his hands behind his back if he had to. its your eyes that make him melt like that. hes never seen you like this before and that in itself was a turn on. when you ride him for the first time with a hand around his throat and lips against his (well, barely. your minds are too fogged you think you may be missing his lips when youre kissing), he thinks that theres nothing better in this world but to be like this with you.

jake 시재윤 : need

have you ever seen a man genuinely so eager to get you off that he forgets about his own raging hard on? ah right, thats jake. the second your makeout session morphed into something more, this man was putty in your hands. grinding on his thigh with your hands tangled in his hair.. well its certainly far from a romantic first encounter with sex, but the desperate whines and curses slipping from jakes lips are enough to make it worth it. you seriously could mold this man into whatever you wanted with your hands. when you told him to suck you off? he was on his knees before you could even finish the second. due to all the pent up frustration in him after a few months of not having any sort of sex, just know that hed come untouched in his pants just from blowing you.. and hed have zero shame about it.

sunghoon 박성훈 : lust

while a lot of people assume that sunoo would be the most of a brat or tease, i disagree. sunghoon is the definition of bratty when it comes to these situations, and youd only just get a taste of how he can be when it is your first time. it was like there was zero warning for how he would be, but part of you isnt complaining. how pretty he looks against the sheets, giving you that smirk and lidded gaze as you have two fingers knuckle deep in him. maybe you partially wanted to give up and give into him, but the way he taunted you with his words and his body was far too great of a reward to give up. overall, itd feel more like a game than anything; a back and forth until you snapped and pressed his face into the sheets. who said anything about first times being gentle? you probably only did it because he pushed your sanity just a bit too far this time.

sunoo 김선우 : playful

really, it started as a cute make out session. no more than pressing teasing kisses to each others lips and jokingly tugging at waistbands. so how did you end up here, with sunoo on his knees in between your legs? well, regardless of how, just know that itd all be lighthearted and playful. teasing insults, gentle bites, and maybe a bit of humiliation. it was more casual than you were expecting for your first time, but you werent complaining. the way he giggled when you bit his thighs was enough to ease any of your nerves and insecurities, truly. no need to even begin to speak about the way he looked at you and spoke meaningless insults to motivate you; some comments along the lines of "well? if you havent messed up my makeup already, you really arent that good."

jungwon 양정원 : affection

on the contrary, your first time with jungwon would be quiet and intimate. the only words that would leave your lips would be 'i love you''s and sweet nothings filled with praise. despite taking it slow, it was truly nothing but love and trust. he trusted you with his body, shivering at the way your cold hands felt against his bare waist. and you? you trusted him with your ego here, but that would be a topic for another time. gentle kisses against his chest that trail down to his hips and his feet resting on your shoulders—you were never a religious man, but you swore that this was heaven itself.

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deliriousgrl-writes · 2 months ago

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Felix Catton teaching/talking a virgin female reader through a blowjob. Lots of praise, pet names, etc.

i think abt this regularly so here it goes. a long one. :)

good student// felix catton x virgin!reader

warnings: oral-m receiving, lots of praise, mentions of male anatomy, mentions of virginity, innocent!reader, fem reader, mentions of female anatomy, felix cumming in your mouth and calling you a good girl

felix knew you were a virgin pretty early on and it only turned him on more. he was used to the experienced english girls he’d had fun with, the ones who knew how to fuck. the ones who knew how to perform for a guy and had no problem being dragged into felix’s dorm room after a party and would happily moan his name and run their hands over his lean muscular body without hesitation.

you, on the other hand, were nervous. felix couldn’t help but feel nervous too. despite your inexperience being a major turn on for him, he’d never had to teach or help a virgin through sexual situations.

you found yourself in his bed again, out of breath, your pants already off, your body warm and buzzing as his hands ran over your sides. his lips were attached to yours, his taste of nicotine and whatever strawberry sweet he’d had before sending your senses into overdrive.

felix had already touched you, and the experience was gentle but so incredibly erotic to him. seeing you experience touch, his touch, for the first time, was something that he couldn’t get his mind off of. he wanted to do it again and again, watch you come undone on his fingers and know that he was the only one who’d ever made you feel that way. the only one to hear your sweet noises and know what you looked like when your chest rose and fell rapidly as your thighs shook. it was magic before his eyes, your innocence in his hands as he lovingly took it away.

and now, you felt more comfortable giving into your desire for him. you were still hesitant. but when felix’s tall form was hovering above you, his hardness against your leg, it sparked something else inside of you. youd already fantasized about what it would feel like, what it would be like for felix to take your virginity and experience him inside you. but, to your surprise, felix was more than happy to take it slow. it was the first time in his life that he didn’t chase after sex. he wanted to savor all your firsts, make you as comfortable as possible and let him show you everything there was about touch and desire.

his large hands caressed every part of your body that he could, his tongue exploring your mouth as you whimpered into his. your mind was wandering, his hardness making your panties dampen and your body crave his. you gently pushed his broad shoulders and he pulled back from your lips, his brows furrowed as his brown eyes searched your pretty face for a reason as to why you wanted to suddenly stop.

you swallowed, your hesitance but desire to make him feel as good as he had made you feel recently taking hold as you couldn’t stop thinking about how his desire poked through his faded blue jeans into your leg.

“what is it? y’alright?” his deep voice questioned you quietly. he was worried that you were feeling overwhelmed or something. worried that maybe you didn’t want him right now as much as he craved you.

“i… i can feel you,” you whispered back, your cheeks heating up. felix’s brown eyes widened for a moment before he shifted his body off of you some, worried that it made you uncomfortable. “no,” you added quickly, licking your lips as you let out a breath, “i-it’s okay.”

felix’s gaze was back on you as you said it, a small smirk on his lips. he could see the way your eyes darkened slightly, your kiss swollen lips parted as you took small breaths in and out. “are you.. curious about something, darling?” he asked you quietly, biting his lip for a second, “y’eyes are kind of… asking me somethin’.”

your cheeks were bright red now but you ignored your nervousness, answering him back and telling him the truth. because you trusted him. because you adored him enough to be honest about your desire now, even if your voice shook a little as you spoke. “can i m-make you feel good? can i…see you?”

felix’s heart raced a little more at your shaky request. he was surprised, surprised that you felt the need to return the favor of pleasure that he’d started giving you. “y’know you don’t have to do anything for me,” his deep english voice assured you, “i don’t expect ya to. you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, love.”

you nodded quickly, your stomach swirling with need as he pressed a soft peck to your lips. you had to stand strong, just be honest that you were practically craving to see the way his lean muscular body looked. you’d seen him shirtless before, his soft tan skin and toned body enough to make your mouth water. but you wanted more. for the first time in your life, you wanted to see all of him.

you decided to be brave, pulling his face down to yours and pressing your lips to his hungrily. felix happily reciprocated, his whole body on fire as you took the lead for a moment. he was glad that he’d help you build your confidence now, that you felt safe with him enough to reach for him when you wanted to taste his lips. what he didn’t expect, was your hands hesitantly pulling at the button of his jeans. you were still kissing him, almost like you wanted to distract him from your trembling fingers trying to unbutton his pants. he pulled away from you for a moment, a grin on his face as you panted and looked up at him with wide, needy eyes. “eager are we?” he mused, his deep voice a little bit breathy as he felt himself get harder at the fact that you wanted his pants off. “let me,” he insisted, moving his tall form off you as he scooted over to the edge of the bed. he pulled his t-shirt off first, his dark shaggy hair a little messier than usual before he reach down with his long slender fingers and undid his button and the zipper of his jeans. he turned to look at you now, seeing you still laying there as you kept your bottom lip between your teeth, watching his every movement with wide eyes. he scooted closer to your lying body, his hand reaching for your stomach as he spoke, his voice low. “where d’you want me, love?”

his question made your stomach flutter, your core aching a bit more than before. he could sense your nervousness but you seemed eager for this next step. eager to see him fully as he kicked off his pants and was left in his boxer shorts. he crawled in beside you on the bed, his eyes on you as he head turned to see your eyes moving up and down his tall body. “like this? this okay?” he questioned you teasingly, unable to wipe his gap toothed grin from his face. his hard cock was pressed against his boxers, poking up and exposing the wet spot that showed in the cotton fabric, his tip leaking in anticipation for whatever you wanted to really do. when you didn’t answer him, your nervous virginal nature taking hold of your words, he leaned his face over towards you, his brown eyes full of tenderness as he tried to make you feel safe enough to ask for what you want. “just tell me what y’want, love. tell me cause’ i’m okay with whatever. i want to give you what you want. whatever y’comfortable with,” felix cooed, watching your needy eyes look into his brown orbs.

“to t-touch you,” you whispered, making his ears perk up and his stomach twist with pure lust. he nodded, pursing his lips for a second before he spoke.

“then do it.”

apparently, he didn’t need to ask you twice. you sat up, your breathing heavy as you went to the bottom of his bed, your eyes silently asking for permission to rest your form over his long legs. he gave you a slight nod and your thighs were on either side of his knees, straddling him in only your t-shirt and panties. he could feel the wetness the thin fabric held, how soaked your heat was against the skin of his legs. it almost made him groan. felix saw your eyes focused on his boxers, your small hands reaching out just above the waistband. he saw you blink, your fingertips against his hot skin making him eager for more. you gently pulled them down a bit, his hard cock popping free, on full display. he saw your eyes widen a bit from his generous length and of course, he felt a great ego boost from your reaction. because after all, felix knew how well endowed he was in that department.

your eyes met his for a moment, asking him for permission as you lifted one of your hands up, hovering over his length. “y’can touch me, baby. see how much i want ya?” he assured you, reaching one of his large hands up and wrapping it around himself. your face flushed from the sight, watching his thumb rub over his glistening tip before he moved his hand up and down his length slowly. you felt the muscles in his legs tighten for a moment and felix almost forgot that this was the first time you’d ever seen a man pleasure himself. your eyes flickered between his darkened brown eyes and his large hand running over himself, pumping up and down slowly. it made your guts churn and your heart speed up, and you hesitantly pushed your smaller hand over his own. he continued to move up and down, his lips parting a bit as he throbbed in his own hand because you wrapped your hand over his. “fuck,” he breathed out, watching you innocently hold your hand over his knuckles and fingers, learning how he jerked himself off. it was driving him crazy, the head of his cock leaking drops of precum over both of your fingers.

“felix,” he heard you say, making him stop his movements as his eyes flickered to your own, “i-i want to make you feel good. like r-really feel good.” felix’s broad, toned chest was rising and falling quickly from the pleasure he’d just experienced, and he decided to question your eagerness. “well, what d’you want, love? i can show you anything,” he asked you, his deep english voice low as he panted, “ya just have to tell me. be honest with me.”

“blow job,” you blurted out, making felix widen his brown eyes in disbelief. he unwrapped his hand from around himself, taking a breath as he sat up on his elbows against the mattress. “h-head?” he asked in surprise, feeling his heart race at the thought, “y’want to give me head? love… you don’t have to.” he couldn’t believe that you really wanted him in your mouth, he hadn’t even tasted your pussy yet, though he was excited when he finally could. he’d been planning how to make it the perfect experience for you, but now here you were, wanting to use your mouth on his hard cock with a needy look in your eyes. he saw you nod, clearly trying to be brave in telling him what you what you wanted. and felix would be damned if he didn’t give his precious girl what she wanted. he didn’t chuckle, he didn’t smirk, he just looked at you sat across his legs, feeling himself get a bit excited at the fact that you wanted to really do this.

“if ya really want to,” he said quietly, his cock only leaking more, “tell me that y’sure and i’ll help you along.”

“please, lex,” you answered quietly, using your little nickname for him with your eyes wide and your voice needy, “i-i want to make you feel good. i’m sure. i’m completely s-sure, please.” felix nodded quickly, his head tilting a little as he bit back a groan from the fact you were practically begging to have his big cock in your mouth.

“okay, darling. um, you can touch me first,” he said quietly, still propped on his elbows as he felt eager to see you touch him and listen to his further instructions. you did as he said, and he finally felt your hand around his length. he bit his lip for a second, trying to refrain from cursing as he felt your small hand and fingers grip his cock. “fuck, okay, um, lay your body over my legs if ya want, to make it easier,” he directed you, the head of his cock dripping with need. you laid your body across his long legs, your head face to face with his throbbing length and felix swore he saw you lick your lips like you were hungry for him.

he squeezed his eyes shut for a second, his stomach twisting as his body lusted to feel your lips around him for the first time. he opened his eyes and peered down at you, nodding his head and reminding himself to take it slow with you and help you through it. “run y’tongue over me, just up the side,” he instructed softly. he chest tightened as he saw you part your lips and stick your tongue out, his body shuddering as you stuck your warm sticky tongue out and licked a quick stripe up his length. “fuck, just like that, love,” he praised, seeing a shy smile grace your lips before you did it again. felix knew you loved praise, and he had no problem giving you all the praise he could. it was easy to, you were so responsive and eager to learn. and now, he was going to praise you through however long you wanted to take his hard cock into your mouth, however long you wanted to taste him and make him feel so fucking good. you kept licking him, up and down, slowly. and he leaned his head back against his pillows for a moment, his breathing heavy as he enjoyed every second your tongue touched him.

“s’fucking good, baby.” “christ-keep doing that. exactly like that.”

what a good fucking student you were, even closing your eyes as if you were enjoying running your tongue over his long, thick cock, and hearing his breathy praises. felix wondered if he could cum just like that, having your tongue on him for the first time driving him absolutely mental, like he’d never felt before. he flickered his eyes open, not even realizing that they were closed as his cock throbbed. you were looking up at him again, eager to learn more about how to pleasure his cock. “fucking angel, y’are,” he praised, leaning up on one of his hands and using his other hand to run over your hair. he looked down at his leaking cock, his precum running over the hand you had wrapped around him. “that’s how much i fucking adore you,” he praised, teaching you that all that clear leaking desire from his tip was because of you. his breathing hitched when you quickly ran your tongue over the dripping head of his cock, a sharp breath escaping him as you tasted it. “m’sensitive love,” he breathed out, “please wrap your lips around me. christ, i want to feel that pretty little mouth on me.”

you eagerly took him in your mouth, and felix let out a sharp breath, your mouth wet and warm. you held yourself there, him in your mouth as you waited for his next instruction. “fuck, love. n-now just suck on me gently,” you did had he said, making him swing his head back in pleasure as he groaned, “just like that, y’doing so good. making m’feel so fucking good. go up and down, angel. move your mouth up and down my cock.”

you sucked on his large length slowly, bobbing your head up and down as your wide, innocent eyes looked up at him. felix’s breathing was ragged. he’d had many girls in your exact position, on their knees or on top of his body, sucking his cock with a desperate fervor, but something about it being you, made it feel different. made it even better. so much fucking better. “fuck me, you’re so fucking good for me. s’fucking good,” he praised you with a breathy voice, a deep groan leaving his chest and making you clench your pussy on nothing. you continued sucking him, his cock in your mouth and his muscles tensing. “use you tongue, love. swirl your sweet fucking tongue over me,” he instructed, or begged. you kept sucking and eagerly swirled your tongue on the underside of his cock, near the head. felix bit his lip at that, his face contorted in pleasure as he tried to stop the noises that threatened to escape him. he was surprised at how good you were at it, and the fact that it was your first time having a mans cock in your mouth made his dick throb more. that it was his cock in your mouth. felix felt euphoric, the muscles in his abdomen squeezing and tensing up as you continued, his toes curling as his long legs tensed beneath your body from the pleasure you were causing him. he couldn’t take it, his lips parting as he let all the sounds escape him. deep groans and heavy pants making him feel desperate as your tongue continued to swirl around him as you sucked.

his brows furrowed with pleasure as he watched you, biting his lip as he watched your eyes flick up to him and you released his throbbing cock from your warm mouth. “a-am i doing it right?” your soft, quiet voice asked him. felix melted. “more than fucking right, love. y’so fucking good! christ, this is like the best god damn head i’ve ever had!” he praised you with a grin, his chest still rising and falling as he breathed deeply. you gave him a sheepish smile before you suddenly stuck his cock in your mouth again and sucked. “f-fuck, baby,” felix groaned, his brown eyes almost black as he watched you take him in your mouth.

you continued to suck and swirl your tongue over him. your small hand was still wrapped around the base of his cock, and felix kept himself propped on his elbows as he gave you another tip. “love,” he groaned, pants leaving his lips, “move y’hand up and down while you suck me. christ- y’doing so good.”

you did as he asked, pumping the bottom of his length and part of his shaft up and down while you multitasked, swirling your tongue all around him as you sucked. felix let out a deep, rumbling groan, feeling himself start to lose control. “such a good girl,” he groaned, his eyes shutting as he body tensed and his head fell back against his pillows, “such a good fucking girl f’me. keep going- fuck- keep going, love. yes, baby, there y’go.”

you moaned on his cock from his praising, the vibration making felix’s toned body shudder. you found yourself going faster, swirling around his cock with your tongue like crazy, drool falling down your chin and the lewd sounds of you sucking down on him filling the quiet space of his messy dorm room. felix was close, so fucking close as you continued, combining all the things he’d taught you along the way and being the best fucking student he could ask for. what a quick learner you were.

felix’s toes curled, his broad chest moving up and down as he let out groans and loud breaths, loving every moment of this. “fuuuuuck,” he groaned, his deep voice low as he leaned himself up to watch you again. “y’doing so good, angel. gun-gunna make me fucking cum like this-fuck! my good fucking girl.”

you continued your quick movements, feeling felix’s legs tense and shake a little as he breathed deeply. he groaned, his deep voice sounding more whiny than he’d ever heard himself sound before. it was all becoming too much, your tongue starting to swirl around the sensitive tip of us cock a little and your hand pumping the rest of his length up and down. felix couldn’t help himself, leaning up on one hand, moving his other one down to your head and gently resting it there, desperate groans leaving his lips. you swirled your tongue around him one last time, and felix collapsed against the bed, groaning louder than he ever had before as he came in your warm mouth. “fuuuuck me, fuck!” he groaned, his body shuddering as he came down your throat. he felt your small hands grip his thighs, your eyes watering as you felt his hot release hit your throat. as he finally finished, he leaned himself up on his elbows again, seeing your face as you swallowed and wiped your sticky mouth on the back of your hand. felix’s brown eyes blinked down at you, trying to steady his rapid breathing as he felt his body enter complete relaxation, feeling more fulfilled than he’d ever had.

when he didn’t say anything, his eyes still locked on your face, you couldn’t help but smile up at him shyly, your heart racing as you spoke, “can i try that again?”

felix’s brown orbs widened, reaching up with one hand to run his fingers through his dark messy hair, still out of breath. oh, what a good student you were.

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elyxir1zz · 3 months ago

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★ — Between the lines - part 3

CW : meanie sevika, artist reader, hockey player vi and sevika, modern au, highschool shenanigans, cheating, sex, dark themes, love triangle

A/N : i love readers mom. i know some of you were upset about reader leaving vi but reader will get justice i promise

previous part

“Your gonna drive home?” the low voice startles you. You look over to see sevika standing there. Shes making a weird face at you that makes your eyes dart to avoid her gaze

“No! I was gonna sleep the weed off in my car!” you shake your head. Obviously you werent gonna drive- well you had the thought- but youd always back out of something like that

“In the dark? With drunks around? Come on let me give you a ride on my bike” sevika looked back at her motorcycle. Of course, something that made her even more hotter

You raise an eyebrow at her “go home on your whore bike?” you sigh

Sevika blinked at you for a moment, then let out a low, amused chuckle. “Whore bike? That’s what we’re calling it now?” she asked, leaning against her motorcycle, arms crossed. Her smirk tugged at the corner of her lips, teasing but not unkind.

You crossed your arms, giving her a pointed look. “Well, isn’t it? Bet you have a long list of people who’ve taken a ride.”

Her laugh deepened, low and gravelly. “You really think I’m that busy, huh?” she said, shaking her head. “Hate to disappoint, but not everyone gets a ride.”

“Right,” you scoffed, rolling your eyes. “I’m sure it’s just some exclusive club.”

Sevika stepped closer, her gaze leveling with yours, her smirk softening slightly. “You’re not wrong about it being exclusive,” she said, her voice dipping just slightly lower, sending an unwelcome shiver down your spine. “But tonight? It’s just a ride. No strings, no ulterior motives. Got it?”

Your cheeks flushed, and you looked away, suddenly regretting opening your mouth. “Fine,” you muttered. “But only because I don’t want to deal with any drunks tonight.”

“Uh-huh,” Sevika said, turning back to her bike. “Its cold. Here take my jacket” she said taking her coat

You glared at her, snapping, “im fine” as she tossed you her jacket. Reluctantly you slide it on.

She didn’t even glance back as she climbed onto the bike, her movements smooth and practiced. “Hop on,” she said, patting the seat behind her.

You hesitated for a second, staring at the bike like it was some kind of wild animal. Finally, with a resigned sigh, you climbed on behind her, gripping the seat tightly.

“Hold on,” Sevika said, glancing back at you over her shoulder.

You awkwardly placed your hands on her sides, trying not to think about how warm she felt. “This is fine, right?”

“Not unless you want to fall off,” she said with a smirk. “Wrap your arms around me.”

You froze for a moment, then reluctantly did as she said, looping your arms around her waist. You could feel her body shake slightly as she laughed at your hesitance.

“Relax,” she said, revving the engine. “I don’t bite… unless you ask.”

Your face burned, but before you could retort, the bike roared to life, and she took off down the road.

The wind whipped against your face as you held on tighter, your heart racing—not just from the speed but from the adrenaline coursing through you. The streets blurred past, and for a moment, it felt like you were flying.

Sevika slowed down as the bike approached your neighborhood. She pulled up in front of your house, cutting the engine. You slid off the bike, legs slightly shaky as you handed her the helmet.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, not meeting her gaze.

“Anytime,” Sevika said, smirking. “You’re not too bad at holding on. Might make a decent passenger.”

You rolled your eyes, though your lips twitched into a small smile. “Goodnight, Sevika.”

“Goodnight,” she said, her tone softer this time.

—

You walk up the stairs, stopping halfway when you realized you were still wearing Sevika’s jacket. “Oh, shit,” you muttered, glancing back at the front door as if you could run after her and return it. But she was long gone. With a sigh, you adjusted the jacket and continued up to your room.

Reaching the top of the stairs, you shuffled down the hall and pushed open the door to your darkened room, fumbling along the wall until you found the light switch.

“Well, howdy, stranger!” your mom’s cheery voice nearly made you jump out of your skin. She was sitting on your bed, a glass of wine in hand, grinning at you like she’d just caught you sneaking cookies before dinner.

You screamed, stumbling back into the doorframe. “Mom! Were you just sitting here in the dark?!”

“Don’t yell at me! You’re the one who snuck out,” she retorted, giving you a pointed look over the rim of her glass.

Your stomach sank. “Oh, please, I know you’re not actually mad,” you said, recovering quickly.

Your relationship with your mom had always been… unconventional. Less parent and child, more frenemies who occasionally tolerated each other.

She scooted over, patting the bed beside her. With a sigh, you walked over and flopped down next to her.

“You’re right,” she admitted with a smirk. “I’m not mad. Honestly, I’m impressed. Never thought you’d be the type to sneak out. So? Where’d you go?”

“A party,” you mumbled, leaning into her shoulder and nervously tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really? A party? Did you drink?” she asked, her tone curious rather than accusatory.

You hesitated, glancing up at her. “A little… is that okay?”

She sighed, rubbing your arm gently. “Yeah… yeah, it’s fine. Did you like it?”

You shook your head, a sheepish grin tugging at your lips. “Nah. I’m stoned, though.”

Her eyes widened briefly before she chuckled, shaking her head. “Oh, great. My kid’s a stoner now. Wonderful.”

“It’s not a regular thing,” you said defensively, though the way she was smiling made it hard to feel truly scolded.

“Well,” she said, taking another sip of her wine, “at least you’re honest. And hey, next time, maybe don’t leave me sitting here wondering if I need to call the cops, alright?”

You laughed softly, settling more comfortably against her. “Deal. But for the record, you scared me more than anything else tonight.”

“Good,” she said, ruffling your hair affectionately. “Keeps you on your toes.”

—

You woke to the sound of your name being called, loud and insistent. “Someone’s here to see you,” your mom said, standing in your doorway, one hand on the knob and a figure behind her.

“Sevika?!” you blurted out, sitting up in bed so quickly it made your head spin. Your eyes widened, already anticipating the awkwardness of Sevika showing up to reclaim her jacket. The last thing you wanted was for her to think you'd stolen it on purpose.

But the figure stepped into the light, and it wasn’t Sevika.

“Violet,” Vi said, introducing herself with her usual calm yet serious tone. Her eyes locked onto yours, searching your face with an intensity that made your heart skip.

Your mom glanced between you and Vi, clearly amused. “I’m just gonna leave you two to whatever western showdown this is,” she teased with a smile, stepping back and leaving the door open as she disappeared down the hallway.

“Hey, listen—I’m sorry about last night,” you said quickly, throwing the sheets off yourself and standing. “I got stoned, and I wasn’t in the right headspace.”

“Don’t be. I understand,” Vi said, her smile soft as she stepped closer. Her hands rested lightly on your shoulders, urging you to sit back down on the edge of your bed. “But I wanted to talk to you.”

Your stomach twisted into a knot at her words. It wasn’t the lingering haze of the weed making you nervous this time—it was her. “Okay…” you replied hesitantly, offering a nervous smile as she sat down beside you.

Vi kept her gaze steady, though her fingers fidgeted with each other in her lap. “I really like you... but I’ve been getting mixed signals,” she admitted softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

You opened your mouth to respond but stopped yourself, sensing she wasn’t done.

“Do you like Sevika?” she asked, her words blunt and direct, though concern flickered behind them.

“No!” you replied instantly, far too quickly for it to sound casual. Your hands instinctively reached out, interlinking with Vi’s. “I don’t like her like that. I mean, she’s... I just—” You stopped yourself before rambling further, squeezing her hands as if the action alone could convey the truth.

Vi raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of your quick reaction, but her shoulders relaxed ever so slightly. “You sure? I’m not trying to be possessive or anything, but... it feels like there’s something there.”

“There isn’t,” you assured her firmly. “I promise. It’s just you. Always you.”

Vi studied you for a moment longer, her thumb brushing over your knuckles. “Okay,” she said finally, her voice quiet but steady. “I just needed to hear it from you.”

You nodded, relief washing over you. “Thanks for telling me how you feel,” you said softly. “I didn’t mean to make things confusing.”

“Just... don’t keep me guessing, alright?” Vi smiled faintly, her fingers still tangled with yours. “I don’t want to lose you over some misunderstanding.”

“You won’t,” you said, squeezing her hand again. “I promise.”

“What does this mean… for us?” Vi asked, her voice soft but steady as her eyes searched your face, looking for any trace of doubt or hesitation.

You avoided her gaze for a moment, your heart pounding in your chest as you looked down. “I like you, Vi. I really do,” you said, a small smile tugging at your lips.

Her hand came up to cup your cheek, her touch gentle. “I want you to be my girlfriend,” she said, her tone filled with both vulnerability and hope.

“…Yes,” you nodded quickly, unable to stop the warmth spreading through you. Your eyes flickered to her lips as you leaned into her hand, nuzzling against her touch.

Concern briefly clouded her expression. “Are you sure? I don’t want to push—”

You didn’t let her finish, cutting her off as you pressed your lips against hers. Her words melted into the kiss as her hand instinctively found its place on your waist, pulling you closer. Vi leaned into you, her presence grounding and electric all at once.

When you pulled back, your gaze locked with hers. “You needed to shut up,” you said softly, a playful giggle escaping your lips.

“Sorry…” Vi smiled, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. Her fingers ran through your hair, her touch lingering as she glanced at your alarm clock and let out a sigh. “I have work.”

You watched her stand, already missing her closeness. “I’ll talk to you later, girlfriend,” you teased, the word sounding strange but perfect coming out of your mouth.

She smirked, stepping toward the door. “Bye, girlfriend,” she teased back, throwing a playful glance over her shoulder before disappearing down the hallway.

You flopped back onto your bed, a goofy, uncontrollable smile plastered across your face as you replayed the moment in your head.

—

You stood in front of your locker, trying to ignore the whispers and glances from people passing by. Over the weekend, your mom had accidentally spilled the news about you dating at her wine club, and it didn’t take long for that tidbit to spread like wildfire. By Monday morning, the entire school was buzzing—not just about you dating Vi, but also about how you left the party on Sevika’s motorcycle only to show up the next day with Vi on your arm while also wearing sevikas jacket, because you were dumb and left the house without a jacket and the only one in the car was sevikas

“Hey…you okay?” Vi’s familiar voice broke through your thoughts as she leaned casually against the locker next to yours, her signature soft smile easing your nerves.

You glanced up, your anxiety softening slightly at the sight of her. “Yeah…” you mumbled, though your tone wasn’t entirely convincing.

Vi tilted her head, her smile turning sympathetic. “I know this isn’t exactly your favorite thing—being the center of attention.” Her hand moved to rub gentle circles on your back, grounding you.

You groaned quietly, shoulders slumping. “It’s not like they’re saying anything bad, I know that. It’s just… the attention. It makes me so nervous.” You wrestled with your algebra textbook, trying to fit it into your already overstuffed bag.

“I get it, babe, and I’m sorry.” Vi’s voice was soothing, her tone filled with genuine empathy.

You shook your head, exhaling as you finally managed to calm yourself enough to fit the book into your bag. “It’s not your fault,” you reassured her, straightening up and giving her a small, grateful smile.

Vi checked her phone, her expression shifting slightly. “Class starts in ten,” she said softly, her voice apologetic. She reached out, squeezing your arm gently before leaning in to kiss your cheek. “I’ll see you after, okay?”

You nod with a smile watching her walk down the hallway

"Nice jacket."

The voice catches you off guard, and your eyes widen as you turn to see Sevika standing nearby. "Sevika!" you exclaim, startled. Your gaze drops to the jacket you're wearing—her jacket—and a flush of embarrassment rises to your face. "Uh… sorry, I accidentally took it on Friday night."

She raises an eyebrow, her expression unreadable but enough to make your face heat up even more.

"It was cold," you mumble quickly, flashing her a nervous smile. You shrug it off, fumbling to hand it back to her.

She chuckles, the deep sound making your stomach flip. Instead of taking it, she pushes it back toward you. "Keep it. It looks good on you."

Your cheeks burn even hotter as you slide the jacket back on, catching a glimpse of the smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

You close your locker, looking up at her briefly before glancing at your phone. "I have class..." you mutter, shifting awkwardly on your feet.

Sevika’s gaze flickers to the side before she speaks again. "You free during lunch?" completely ignoring you

Her question makes you pause, caught off guard. You stand there for a moment, processing.

"Uh… yes," you finally answer, your voice betraying a mix of nerves and excitement.

"Meet me at the café down the road," she says, her tone firm yet slightly tense, as though she's bracing herself.

You hesitate, glancing at her before nodding. “...sure” you smile softly

Sevika’s smirk deepens, and with a nod, she turns and walks away, leaving you rooted in place.

You stare after her, maybe for a little too long, before the sharp ring of the bell snaps you out of your thoughts. Your eyes widen as you glance at the time—had ten minutes already passed?

—

You stand outside the café, leaning against the wall and fidgeting with your phone. Was this a good idea? You couldn't tell. This wasn’t a date—at least, you didn’t think it was. Sevika wouldn’t pull something like that... right? Letting out a heavy sigh, you try to push the thought away.

“You’re early,” Sevika’s voice cuts through your spiraling thoughts.

You glance up, noticing her approaching. She’s got that same calm confidence as always, but her eyes give you a once-over.

“You’re late,” you quip back, smirking as you push off the wall and slide your phone into your pocket.

Sevika steps past you, grabbing the door handle and pulling it open. She waits off to the side, gesturing for you to go in first.

“Thanks,” you mutter with a small smile, catching sight of a “Help Wanted” sign taped to the window as you walk inside.

She follows close behind, and the two of you make your way to the counter.

“A black coffee,” Sevika orders, her voice steady.

You glance up at the menu, considering your options. “Can I get a cinnamon latte, please?” you say, reaching for your wallet.

Before you can pull out your card, Sevika leans over and taps hers against the reader. The beep confirms the transaction before you even register what happened.

“Did you just pay for me?” you ask, stunned, staring at her like she’s just done something unimaginable.

Sevika shrugs, her expression unreadable.

At the pick-up counter, the silence between you both feels heavy. You shift awkwardly, tapping your fingers against the edge of your cup as you wait.

Finally, you break the quiet. “So… why did you want to talk to me?”

As the barista sets your drinks on the counter, Sevika grabs hers without a word, and the two of you settle into a nearby table.

She takes a sip of her coffee, glancing at you over the rim of the cup. “About… Vi.”

You almost choke on your latte, setting it down hastily to avoid spilling it. “Yeah?” you mutter, wiping your mouth with your sleeve.

“You’re too good for her,” Sevika says bluntly, her fingers tightening around her cup.

“Oh.” Your voice comes out flat as you avoid her gaze, your eyes darting around the café. “What—what do you mean?”

Sevika leans back slightly, her gaze steady. “I knew her in freshman year,” she starts, resting her head on her hand.

“Oh, so we’re doing this now,” you snap, your tone sharper than you intended. You’re appalled that she’d bring this up right when things were finally starting to go well for you and Vi.

Sevika doesn’t flinch. “She’s a bad person.”

“Sevika.” You lean forward, your tone low and defensive. “Why are you even doing this?”

She lets out a sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly. “Because she has everything,” she says, her words clipped.

“What?” Your annoyance gives way to curiosity, though you don’t bother hiding the edge in your voice.

“She has everything,” Sevika repeats, leaning forward. “She grew up in a huge house. Had filling meals every night.” Her voice drops to a whisper.

You can’t help but focus on her, your eyes scanning her features as she continues.

“She’s got money, a future…” Sevika’s gaze locks onto yours, her tone growing softer. “And now, she has you.”

For a moment, you’re silent, guilt creeping into your chest. “Why are you telling me this?” you ask, your voice quieter now.

Sevika glances away, her jaw tightening. “…Because I don’t.” Her voice is barely audible as she adds, “She has you.”

The weight of her words presses down on you. Blinking, you push back your chair and stand abruptly. “I have to go,” you mutter, grabbing your things before she can stop you.

“Wait—” Sevika calls out your name, her voice laced with something you can’t quite place. But you’re already walking out the door, the sound of the bell overhead echoing as you step into the cool air outside.

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elliewluvr · 10 months ago

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sells 2 | ellie williams

pairing: drugdealer!ellie x f!reader

read part 1 to this series !

summary: ellie’s a popular known drug dealer who you just so happened to have a few sexual encounters with but what happens when you need to face her again?

content warnings: 18+ SMUT MDNI, drug use, flirtatious behavior, fingering, degradation and praise, reader receiving, a ton of kisses, rough sex, bondage, strapon sex

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a few months went past, you and ellie hardly talking unless it was in class, sometimes passing eachother with a few hi’s and bye’s once class was finished. upon the sexual encounter you two had at that party, you couldnt find yourself being willing to be alone with her .

maybe you were pussy.. maybe you didnt want things to be awkward.. whatever the case was, you didnt engage nor bring up the situation that happened that night.

until you realized you were low on weed, the same weed you begged your roommate to buy from ellie so you wouldn’t have to see her by yourself.

the exchange went on for a couple of months, buying a great amount of weed from the auburn haired girl so you didnt have to ask your roommate to pick it up as often.

it wasnt until she told you last time that she could no longer do such things. you figured she gotten tired of it and understood considering it wasnt her responsibility.

after about 45 minutes of contemplation and mental preparation, you swiftly grabbed your phone, opened you and ellies convo.

you: hey, think you could sell 2 me tn?

in an attempt to distract yourself from the somehow embarrassing action you’d just committed you went into your kitchen, opened up the pantry and found the biggest bag of chips you find. you settled down on the couch, where you found the remote to watch some netflix to pass time.

hours had passed, and while you quietly giggled at your favorite show, rewatching it for the unth-teenth time, you kinda started to wonder why you were in this predicament to begin with.

and just as you remembered, the screen of your phone lit, dimly lighting the mostly dark room, since it was about dusk by now.

ellie: yea im not mobile rn but yk i can do a quick smthn 4 ya.

you froze reading the small black letters across your screen. quickly pausing your show, you picked up your phone, opening it up to the conversation where you re read the text. “do a quick something..like what? jesus fuck.” you scoffed quickly typing back a response.

you: uh what quick something did u have in mind?

a few seconds had gone by and your phone lit up again:

ellie: you think u can come to mine? shouldn’t be too far from your dorm

oh okay great so now you had to come to her. reluctantly, you agree. she sends her address and with a sigh, you slide on your shoes, grab your wallet and head out. it’s about a 10-15 minute walk to ellie’s place depending on how fast you walked. she lived on the edge of east campus and luckily you were right on the south campus so it was a some what decent commute.

when you arrive to apartment 210 with a quick knock to the door, your heart is beating out of your chest. not from walking so fucking far but from the anxiety that would entail you seeing her alone. in a drug dealers house. i don’t know why but the entire ordeal just seemed foreign to you.

maybe it was pussy of you to avoid her for months but who could blame you, the way she touched, kissed, and groped your soft skin that night sends shivers down your spine just from the thought. never in your life were you able to come undone so easily.

it was strange how good she had a lock on you and your mind, times where youd wanna text her a quick ‘come over’ just so she can recreate the scene from that bathroom at that god awful party. suddenly, the door cracked open.

immediately met by her low green orbs tinted a light pink from the joint she had rolled in the living room. she was in nothing but a white tank and gray sweats that hung dangerous low. you caught a quick glimpse before she interrupted with a, “wanna come in?” opening the door wider to let you in.

“oh yeah, of course.” you muttered walking into the apartment. the smell definitely hit you in the face once you were a good 5 feet into the apartment. ellie noticed your face when you caught a whiff.

“fuck, sorry. i just rolled so it kinda stinks a lil.” she apologized, grabbing stray laundry and random pieces of rolling paper as she walked through the hall leading to the living room. ellie swore she had tidied up a bit more. “please, you’re all good.” you smiled, reassuring her as you entered the living room, locating the sofa and finding a seat there.

“so what were you lookin’ to buy?” ellie asked, continuing to nervously clean the room littered in little baggies and black joggers. you pulled out your wallet, skimming through your cash and counting it all. “uh, how much can i get with sixty three dollars and forty nine cents?” you grinned, nervously giggling, cash in hand. ellie smirked, tilting her head to the side, “maybe 3 grams? but for you i can make it a little more.” she teased.

always with these “but for you’s”, jesus.

“what do you mean, ‘but for you’ ?”, you asked, doe eyed and curious like a puppy. ellie sorta tensed for a sec, but quickly played it off. “you’re just cool, i dunno. also you helped me with studying so, fuck it why not? i mean if you wanna pay full price no objections here, heh.”

you forgot all about the studying session you had with her, ultimately ending with her fingers back in your cunt, massaging your spot over and over again until you were sobbing and knocking the test books onto your pink rug in your dorm.

giddy and chattering like a highschool girl, ellie was talking for what seemed like days before she quickly smiled and stopped in place to tell you “i’m gonna go in the back and uh- grab the shit. stay here.” she scurried off. “nah ima go back home” you muttered under your breath and rolling your eyes, a small smile forming as you opened your phone, looking for something to scroll through. twitter seemed to be your saving grace that day, slowly scrolling through cute pictures and occasionally dumb memes posted by those god awful accounts you followed back when you were 14.

ellie stepped back in, baggie in hand and you anxiously started counting your money again just to make sure you had exactly sixty three dollars and forty nine cents. “and how much was it again?” you asked, bills in hand, ready to do your drug deal like big girl. “erm just thirty five.” she quickly said, trying to draw focus away from the obvious price reduction.

“thirty five? for allat?” you questioned, thinking maybe she grabbed one bag too many. “yeah it’s good, babe don’t sweat it.” she brushed it off, sitting on the sofa next to you. you took your cash counting up three ten dollars bills and a five. handing it to her, you felt her rough palms brush against your comparably soft ones and you swore you memorized every detail on her hand. the little scar right below her thumb, her knuckles bruised a bright pink and the start of her tattoo which travelled up her forearm.

after ellie handed you your baggies, she commented;

“we kinda match.”, she smirked, looking down. you were confused, what was matching? at first you tried comparing the color pallets of each others outfits, but you were wearing green and black which didn’t seem like a match to her grey and white. after you sat in 5 long seconds confusion, she clarified, “your tattoo?”, she gestured down again noticing the butterfly tattooed on the forearm holding the weed.

“oh- yeah um. i noticed yours, it’s really pretty but isn’t that a moth? mines is a butterfly.” you quipped holding up your arm to hers for a full side by side comparison. “i mean yeah, but- erm, it’s like a sun and moon kinda thing. you know like yin and yang i guess?” she terribly explained but you caught on. “what so i’m the sun?” you asked, a finger lightly grazing over her arm, tracing the details. “suppose so.” ellie responded, doing the same to your arm in turn, her finger now connecting the dots of your tattoo as well.

“and you’re the moon?” you asked again

“nah dina is.”

“very funny.” you smirked.

“yeah well i try.”

you had no idea you were even this close to her until your ridiculous lesbian banter had ceased. noses inches away from each other, hands on fore arms and eyes locked, like if you stopped looking at her you’d die instantly. after a comfortable silence you started, “hey i uh, actually can’t roll. do you think you can help? or atleast just show me so i know how.” you giggled, shaking your head at the embarrassing question. “awh, poor thing. yeah sure, i’ll teach you pretty girl.” she smiled grabbing a baggie, opening it and pouring its contents onto the tray that sat on the coffee table in front of her.

you were lying, you knew how to roll but just wanted to find a reason to stay there a bit longer. a reason to end up back in her arms. a reason to have her lips back on yours. i dont know, fuck. you just wanted to be back with her.

“alright first off, you wanna grind your shit, obviously.” she started, knocking you out your thoughts once again. she carefully went through each step, making sure you were paying attention throughout. “eyes on me, pretty.” is all she would say whenever she caught you wandering off, fantasizing about how her hands would feel wrapped around your waist, keeping you still while she-

fuck.

“im paying attention, i promise.” you smiled again, focusing on the blunt she was beginning to roll. and god when she did it, it was fucking perfect. watching the muscles in her hands contort to her will, something about it made heat begin to pool at the bottom of your stomach. when ellie was finished, the blunt sat perfect between her two fingers offering it to you.

“this is really stupid question but do you wanna..smoke it with me?” you asked, eyes locked onto her again. “fuck, you mustve missed me or something, pretty.” ellie remarked, eyes still low from the joint she had before. “should you ever be so lucky” you responded, before asking, “you got a lighter or..?”

—

half a blunt later, your shoes off and your eyes are dangerously low, tinted a hot pink from the fat blunt ellie had graciously rolled for you. you and her sat on the sofa, watching girl, interrupted, one of ellie’s favs. you were carefully finding moments to glance over at her sitting next to you, her arm behind you resting on the sofa. yours thighs are touching but that’s about the most contact you’ve gotten all night.

a little relaxed thanks to the weed, you laid your head onto ellie’s lap. thank fuck you were high because no way you’d even try this shit sober. ellie peered down at you before saying a gentle, “you okay?” you hummed in response and that was enough for ellie.

sitting in the silence doing nothing but watching this movie made you so surprisingly comfortable. like you didn’t need to constantly talk to ellie. simply being in her presence was enough. something about her that just instantly calmed you. god you had such a crush it was pathetic.

instinctively, ellie rests her hand on the small of your waist, before rubbing it gently, being careful with her movements as she knew you were faded, “is this okay?” she asked, looking down at you who were comfortable resting in her lap.

“it’s okay.”

“it’s okay?”

“it’s okay”.

ellie carefully rubbed the area where it previously rested, giving your waist a little squeeze before gently rubbing it back and forth. god she could lull you to sleep if she really wanted to. placing your hand on top of hers, you methodically intertwine your fingers into her own, holding her hand while it rests on your waist.

“y’know my first dates usually don’t go this good so this is a nice change.” the green eyed girl softly muttered, eyes glued to the tv. “this is a date?” you peered, heart skipping a beat. “you’re in my house, lying on my lap, watching a gay fuckin movie with me on my couch. and we smoked. yeah, babe, this is a date.” she quipped smiling softly before peeking down at you, stealing tiny glances herself, constantly staring as if she’d forget what your face looked like if she couldn’t get a good look every 5 minutes or so.

you hummed in response, lightly tracing her strong knuckles with your thumb, “okay, maybe this is a date.” you giggled, rolling on your back to get the perfect view of her from below. her jaw, clenched tight while she chews on her pouted pink lips. you noticed every freckle on her face, every tiny scar; even the one right on her eyebrow that caused a little slit. you marveled at the girl, fascinated with her.

“like something you see?” ellie’s smirked, low green eyes now locked on your deep brown ones. hesitant, you respond, “possibly.” and smiled, head tilting while you flirted with ellie for probably the sixteenth time that night. “how uh, possible would you say it is?” she quipped. “like percentage wise?,i’d say like a good 73% chance.” you told her, finding her hand again to gently grab it.

“what’s goin’ on w’you n my hands?” she asked, smirking at the sight of you fidgeting with with her bruised, slender hands. “considering they were in me. i like em, they look nice.” you felt your face start to warm up from the sudden word vomit you let slip out due being too high to care. ellie perched an eyebrow, her grin growing revealing her pearly whites.

“you know where they’d look even nicer?” ellie question, now running her free hand through your hair. “mm?” you asked with a hum?

ellie softly released her hand from your grip, carefully moving it up to your face to caress your warm cheek, gliding her thumb in small, soothing little circles. she hunched down to get her face closer to yours and when she was close enough she answered;

“back deep inside you”. her hands moved to hold both of your cheeks with just one hand. you laid there in shock, pussy clenched thinking of how deep ellie’s slender appendages would fuck into your wet core until you were nothing but flesh and bone. you felt your whole body warm up, before you said, “i know they would.” you softly said, lifting your head up to get even closer. before the two of you knew it your noses were inches apart from each other again, eyes locked.

and you knew the second that ellie pressed her soft lips into yours, you were fucked.

her lips were so soft against yours, her dominance genuinely taking over once she leaned forward to initiate the kiss. god her lips felt so good, making you bring a arm up to wrap it around her neck, fingers grazing her scalp a bit as you dug fingers into her hair that fell right above her shoulder blades.

your eyes were shut tightly, mind a bit foggy from how her hands quickly went up from your waist to grab ahold of one of your tits. her calloused palms gripping the flesh before pulling away. you let out a soft whine in response, not wanting the kiss to be over. “take these off.” she demanded, referring to your green joggers that you slipped on upon hearing that she was gonna sell to you.

quickly sitting up, tugging the spandex material off of your legs while ellie on the over hand watched. her eyes trailing from your soft thighs to the black panties you had on. you always made sure to wear a matching set no matter the circumstances. she noticed this, taking a liking to how you always wanted to keep yourself put together. her hands readjusted you so you were now on her lap with your back to her, her slim but the long fingers grabbing ahold of the hem of your panties to slip them down your legs before tossing them aside and pushing your thighs back towards her.

“keep these legs open for me, babe. dont let me have to tell you twice.” her raspy but smooth voice let out into your ear, making you nod and whine a bit upon her sudden demands. you never seen ellie so demanding before, the controlling and dominance she was asserting made you shiver ontop of her. whats gonna into this girl?

she placed a hand between your thighs, palming your pussy for a little while before rubbing her middle and ring fingers through your pussy lips, your breathing hitching as you whimpered softly in her touch. this made her lips curl in a smirk, laying a long peck in the crevice of your neck.

you couldn’t help yourself, holding your legs open for her while furrowing your eyebrows once she began rubbing your clit in moderate paced circles, being sure to wrap her arm around your waist from behind to keep you pinned to her. the feeling of the pads of her fingertips rubbing your sensitive clit made your legs tremble, soft moans leaving your lips ever so easily. you felt your hips buck up towards her fingers, wanting as much attention between your thighs than before.

she caught onto this, biting her bottom lip as she watched before landing a slap onto your pussy, “dont get greedy, let me build you up to that first.” she said, making you squeal upon feeling of the gentle spank on your cunt, your back arching in response.

a couple of seconds passed, your moans growing louder once her fingers slipped in a bit effortlessly. “look at that babe, your pussy is molded in the shape of my fingers.. they fit so perfectly in you.” you moaned in response, mouth slightly agape while you felt her almost immediately push her fingertips up against your spot, “els!” you moaned out, gasping once she sped up her fingers.

you and her both watched in awe, your thighs trembling and twitching each time her fingers hit that spot that had you squeezing your eyes shut while being tempted to close your legs. she smirked once again, pushing her digits deep into you before flicking her fingers back and forth in a ‘come here’ motion.

“yeah? does it feel good? talk to me, pretty.” she said, making your mouth fall open and head fall back onto her shoulder, “yes! dont stop.. ‘feels so good ellie!” you moaned out, eyes shutting as your core began to tense. ellie hummed in response to you, knowing how good she had you feeling considering your pussy was clamped down onto her the second she let her fingers ease into you.

“kiss me.” she said a bit above a whisper, your head turning in her direction to immediately be met with those green irises on you. she stuck her tongue out to slip it into your mouth, a eager but ultimately sloppy kiss igniting between you two as she continued her movements with her fingers. her curled fingers hitting your spot over and over again until you pulled away from the kiss.

“im gonna-“ you couldn’t even finish your sentence without a long moan dragging from your throat and to ellies ears, making her smirk, nod, and use her free hand that was around your waist to rub your clit quickly. “let it out, dont hold back for me.. let me hear you scream babe..”

you gripped onto your thighs tightly, freshly manicured nails digging into your plush skin as you let incoherent words drag from your lips while you came undone on her fingers for the third time now. you trembled, feeling her take her soaked fingers out to raise them to your lips. “suck.” she demanded. you wrapped your lips around her digits, looking into her eyes at the same time as you sucked your juices clean off her fingers, making her furrow her eyebrows and bite her lip at the sight. “fuck..” she mumbled to herself, pulling them out to kiss you once again. the taste of you still lingering on your tongue.

ellie pulled away for a moment, making sure you were okay upon sitting you back onto the couch. you were still a bit shaken up from the oh so good orgasm you just had, shakily reaching for your panties as ellie stood from the couch, “oh, you wont be needin’ those.” she said, making you raise a eyebrow a bit confused, “ what do you mean?” you asked confusedly before watching her crouch down in front of you to pick you up off the couch.

her muscles making it easy to just scoop you up and off of the cushioned seat, you squealed a little, wrapping your arms around her neck in response, “i got you.” she said, chuckling a bit at your reaction before pushing her lips back against yours.

the two of you made your way out the cloudy living room and towards the hallway that led to her bedroom, ellie occasionally tripping over a few items she had forgotten to pick up due to the rushed invitation into her home, using a free hand to grab the wall to keep the both of you steady. she smirked against your lips once she reached her room, tossing you onto the mattress before pulling her white tank top over her head.

you watched, deciding to do the same to your black crop top and bra, now completely naked for her eyes to travel your body for a few seconds. this sight making her practically wanna take a picture and put it as her lock screen. “so fuckin’ pretty, just a second.” she said, dominant hand softly rubbing your inner thigh before turning around to grab her stool near her closet, stepping on it to reach up and grab one of the plenty shoe boxes she had on the shelves.

you laid there patiently, still oblivious as to what she was searching for but not for long once she pulled out something that resembled a harness and another object that you just couldn’t quite see due to her back being turned. ellie on the other hand placed both of the items in one of palms, finally turning to face you to reveal what she had.

a strap. a fucking strap.

“think you could take this?” she asked, walking back towards you before sliding her joggers and underwear down her legs. you nodded, “mhm..” you managed to let out, eyes trailing down her body to her pussy and muscular thighs that still remained slim but was there for you to see.

god, how perfect her body looked.. her muscles and abs flexing as she attached the dildo to her harness, the auburn haired girl looking up from the activity to meet your eyes that was practically glued to her. “like what you see?” she asked for the second time tonight.

“absolutely.” you said sassily, rolling your eyes before letting a laugh pass between your mouth as you were laid back on your elbows, looking up at her, “i bet.” she said with an smug expression over her face, clipping the last buckle of her strap onto her waist. she climbed up onto the bed alongside you, grabbing your ankles to flip you over on your stomach. you let out a breath once your face hit the pillows. ellie adjusted herself, getting comfortable between your thighs.

“you look so fuckin’ good from this angle, babe.” you heard her let out, making you whine in response while your pussy immediately clamped on nothing upon the feeling of her rubbing the tip of her strap between your wet slit. “do you want it? let me hear how you want it baby.” she said, smirking as soon as she heard you start to beg.

“please, i want it so bad el’s.. need you in me..” you whined, pushing your hips back towards her a few times before feeling her land a rough slap on your ass, making you gasp and squeal from how your right ass cheek stung. “say it again, pretty girl.”

“please fuck me.. please ellie, i want you so bad.” you said, looking back at her with furrowed eyebrows and low eyes from being both still high and now horny. she hummed at your words before pushing the silicone into you, gasping from being stretched open. you gripped onto one of the pillows, immediately attempting to push yourself forward once you felt it hit your cervix.

“dont fuckin’ move..” she said, grabbing your hips to now stroke into you, her waist hitting your ass repeatedly as she pretty much rolled her strap deep in your cunt. you let moans pass between your lips while you sat up onto your forearms, ellie grabbing your hair in her fist as she started to speed up.

your head was yanked back, jaw slack, and body trembling once you felt the silicone graze your spot, eyes rolling back from the way she fucked you. she wasted no time to make you putty in her hands. “good girl.” her raspy voice spoke, earning a moan from you.

you gasped loudly upon feeling her start to hit that spot head on. your fists gripped the sheets, trying to once again push your body forward to get it to stop, your ego couldn’t allow yourself to cum so quickly.

“what did i say, hm? thought you said you could take it? what happened?” she asked, placing her free hand on the small of your back while biting her lip to keep her from moaning herself once she could feel how tightly you were clamped down on her.

ellie was thrown out of her complete bliss, noticing the headboard that was slamming against wall roughly due to you trying to get away. “nope.” she simply said, pulling out of you roughly to get back off of the bed.

“and dont you fuckin’ move, i got something thatll stop all that moving.”

you fell down onto the pillows in front of you. your body was shaking and you were trying to catch your breath, just based off of the fact that you pissed her off, you refused to move even the slightest. ellie was frustrated, knowing that she had neighbors and couldn’t have you flailing all around her bed, she stepped back up onto the stool to grab something else from the box.

you glanced back to get a view on what she was getting, only to see something that looked similar to red ribbon but due to her starting to turn around, you readjusted your gaze rather quickly. ellie got back on the bed, landing a harsh slap on your ass, “arch. what the fuck are you doing?” she said, face scrunched in irritation.

you obeyed her, whining once you felt your other cheek begin to tingle from the blunt force, this time it being more forceful than the one that she previously gave you. this made you a bit nervous considering that you could tell she was no longer the sweet quiet drug dealer you sat next to in class.

you felt the auburn haired girl pull your hands back with one hand, using her more dominant hand to tightly wrap the red ribbon around your wrists, making you whimper a bit, “i asked you if you could take it, didnt i?” she asked, being sure to tie the ribbon tightly like a boy scout just incase you even ATTEMPTED to break free from it.

“yes.. its just that it felt so goo-“ you started, getting cut off by her tying a bow after making the bond tight. the way she tied it quickly had you wondering if this wasnt her first time. who else was she fucking as to where she knew exactly how to tie bondage so quickly and easily on you. you were cut from your thoughts by her slipping back into you.

ellie took in the sight, biting her bottom lip before placing both of her hands into your deep arch to start her strokes back up. her hips curved each time she pulled the strap from out of you. your whimpers and moans filling the room as your face remained in the pillow, eyes rolling back in awe.

“fuck! e-ellie.. mmph!” you let pass from your throat and into the pillow, eyes rolling back from the feeling of her hitting your spot repeatedly making you try to reach for her waist. “oh yeah? take my fucking dick. take it, babe.” ellie let out before raising a leg up, foot flat on the mattress while she pinned you down into her dark grey sheets.

“you thought i didnt know what you were doing? you know how to roll, you just wanted me back deep in your cunt again. isnt that right?” she asked, thrusting her hips into you deeply while watching your ass ripple each time it hit her waist. you couldnt even form a sentence, drool slipping from your mouth as you grabbed at nothing.

your moans getting more breathy and short. ellie sat her leg back down before letting go of your waist to wrap a hand around your throat, pulling you up to her chest. her strokes were still deep and quick, making you whimper, “answer me, babe.” she said, making you incoherently say, “yes!”

she smirked, stroking her silicone dick into your spot while not even taking the time to let you breathe, the sounds of your moans, wetness, and skin slapping filled the room along with the occasional noise of the headboard hitting the wall. your eyes rolled back once again, her tatted hand reaching down to rub your clit before gently squeezing your throat and slamming her hips into you.

you gasped as your body began to spasm, eyebrows furrowing, and core tightening all at once. ellie caught onto this, a snarky look written across her face, “youre gonna cum pretty? youre gonna fuckin’ cum for me, hm?” she asked you, laying a few pecks onto your cheek. you whined, the whine fading into a moan, “yes.. im gonna cum! ‘gonna cum!” you cried out.

ellie’s strokes picked up significantly faster. “give it to me, give it to me babe.. cum on this dick.” she whispered in your ear, applying pressure onto your clit before rolling her hips into your spot. your back arched deeper than before, moans growing long and louder as your chest rose and fell, eyes rolling, and pussy clenching and unclenching over the silicone inside of you.

she took her time, slowing down her pace to rub your clit through your orgasm. “good girl.. let it all out.” she said, wrapping her arms around your waist to hold you close to her as you came down from your high. your body was weak, falling slumped in her strong arms that gently massaged you.

you felt yourself relax in her touch, looking back at the red haired girl before feeling her lay a few pecks onto your lips. “you did so good for me..” she whispered softly against your lips in between pecks.

your breathing was still uneasy, ellie slowly laying you down onto the bed and in return having the dildo slip out of your messy cunt, untying your hands to lay soft kisses over you now red wrists. a ring of your creamy orgasm at the base of her strap, making her stand to grab a towel, wiping it off before tending to you.

your eyes was heavy, blinking getting slow before you began to doze off. the auburn haired girl wiping you clean before unsnapping the harness off and crawling back into bed with you. her hands shifting you gently to lay overtop of her, pulling the cover over you twos naked frames.

“goodnight babe, sleep well, pretty.” she mumbled softly, being sure to not to wake you in the mist. she laid a gentle peck on your forehead before shifting to turn off her bedside lamp, wrapping her arms around you and slowly falling asleep with you.

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