#leighton murrary x fem!reader

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

hi!!!!!!!! could you gimme like a Leighton fanfic where its reader has a crush on WHITNEY and Leight gets jealous even though Whit is straight, and she gets super possessive over Y/N and it ends up with smut (leight as a top ofc)?

Two Queens in a King Size Bed

|| Leighton Murray x fem!reader

|| Warnings; smut, possessive Leighton, reader has a crush on a straight girl, reader and Leighton drunk, drunk hookups, Leighton struggling with sexuality, swearing, making out, fingering, reader receiving, top Leighton, bottom reader

|| Summary; reader and Leighton were having their weekly movie night when reader remembered she has a bunch of alcohol stashed...

Requests open!

Started; october 13th

Finished; october 13th

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You'd been friends with Leighton since highschool and out of your friend group, you're the only one that didn't ditch her. And you somehow managed to snag a room with her still, so your room had five people in it. A group of five very different from each other girls. How it even worked you didn't know.

Tonight, you and Leighton had the dorm to yourselves. The two of you spent it watching movies in your shared room, cuddled up on Leighton's bed. You were closer to her than she was with anyone else and she'd always had a soft spot for you. She's been crushing on you since highschool but has been scared about ruining the friendship between the two of you. Plus, admitting her feelings for you would mean really having to come to terms with her sexuality. Something she was still struggling with. While you laid against her, watching the movie, she watched you. Maybe you were worth it. But then she was reminded of the stupid crush you'd been rambling to her about lately.

Whitney. You had a crush on a straight girl, Leighton knew that would only end in flames and she didn't want to see you get hurt. She was constantly reminding you that Whitney was straight every time you brought it up; hoping that would help.

Anytime you started to ramble about something Whitney did, Leighton would immediately shut it down. "Oh my God, Leighton, today Whitney and I-" "She's straight, Y/N. Get over it." In hindsight maybe her words were harsh. She acted that way to hide her jealousy, because maybe if she was extra mean you wouldn't pick up on her feelings for you.

You with your stupidly beautiful eyes, that fucking dumb ass smile that always got her heart racing- fuck you. Well, she definitely wanted to. She rolled her eyes at her thoughts, forcing her gaze off you knowing that if she looked any longer she'd be doomed. Leighton tried to focus on the movie. She had let you pick it this time, since she got to last time.

That's when you seemed to remember something and sat up, looking at Leighton with that stupid smirk of hers. "Leight!!"

"Ugh, what?" She looked at you, a hint of annoyance in her eyes but for reasons that were different than what you were thinking.

"I have a bunch of alcohol in the fridge, I completely forgot I bought it for tonight." You grinned and she seemed to almost mirror your expression.

"Seriously? What are you still doing here? Go get it!" There was no hate in her voice, but rather the exact opposite. She was finding new ways to fall in love with you and she hated that.

You jumped out of bed and ran to the fridge, collecting your various bottles. You came back in the room with full arms and Leighton's eyes lit up more. She hadn't realized you had that much.

"Fuck, Y/N. You trying to get us black out?" She took a bottle and looked it over before opening it. Damn, you got the good shit too.

"Maybe a little." You shrugged and got into bed, settling the drinks on the bedside table.

The next few hours were filled with drinking, movie watching, giggling and gossiping. With you and Leighton being extra clingy with each other.

At one point, Leighton got lost in your eyes and you noticed. Blushing as you looked back into hers.

"Leighton?" Your voice was slurred when you talked, but neither of you really noticed or cared. You both sounded like that, anyway.

"Shut up." Leighton murmured then leaned in and kissed you. Her hand coming to rest just under your neck.

You let out a surprised gasp, eyes widening but you kissed back. Your lips moving against each other's in fierce determination for more. God, Leighton couldn't believe what she was doing. She technically just outed herself to you, even though you'd already had your suspicions. But you never would have guess that she liked you. You've had a crush on her for forever but when you got to College, you finally dropped it. Having figured it never would have happened so you moved on and Whitney caught your eyes. Now, as you were making out with your best friend. In her bed. You couldn't even remember ever meeting a girl named Whitney.

Leighton broke the kiss and looked into your eyes again, her bedroom gaze making your stomach do summersaults." I need you so fucking bad and I never want to hear Whitney's name come out of your mouth again." The alcohol making her feel more truthful and confident, you easily nodded.

"Okay," You took a breath to try and calm your nerves, Leighton's smirk was driving you insane. You kissed her this time and she happily kissed back as she pushed you down onto the bed. Knocking some bottles down but neither of you cared; you'd clean that up later.

You moaned against her lips and that made her head spin," fuck, Y/N..." She muttered as the kiss broke, her hand slipping down and into your pants. Making your breath hitch as she pressed your clit through your underwear.

"Leighton-" You moaned, back arching. The simple action almost feeling overwhelming.

"Don't talk." She kissed you to keep you quiet, though it didn't really work because you kept moaning as her fingers moved your underwear aside to touch there. Feeling the wetness between her fingers.

She pushed a finger inside you and curled it until she got a loud moan from you; knowing she'd hit your good spot. Leighton moved her finger in and out of you as she hovered over your body, enjoying watching the faces you made as pleasure coursed through you. Unable to hold back your moans. If your roommates had been home, they definitely would have heard the two of you.

You could feel as your stomach knotted and Leighton could just tell by the look on your face. The way your eyes rolled back. You were close. She slipped a second finger in and leaned down, sucking your earlobe before she whispered." Cum for me, Y/N."

That seemed to be the last push you needed to reach your climax. You'd practically screamed her name as you cursed, arching into her. She rested her free hand on your hip and gave a gentle squeeze and she guided you back down. Keeping her fingers where they were until you were finished.

But that definitely wasn't the end of it. She kept going throughout the night until both of you finally collapsed and fell asleep from pure exhaustion. When you woke up the next morning, you still remembered what happened the night before. You glanced at Leighton who was asleep and curled up beside you with various hickies on her body. You couldn't help but smile.

Wondering where this would lead the two of you.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Leighton x reader where reader faints for some reason and she is her overprotective and over worried girlfriend 🫶

911

|| Leighton Murray x fem!reader

|| Warnings; swearing, overprotective Leighton, reader passes out from alcohol, drinking, college party, fluff/hurt, hookup mentions, throw up mentions, alcohol poisoning mentions

|| Summary; Leighton and reader attend an Essex party, reader over does it a bit on the alcohol..

Requests open!

Started; october 18th

Finished; october 18th

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Surprisingly, Essex has been going pretty well for you so far. You were doing well in your class, you had friends and a crazy hot girlfriend. Things were pretty good. You've been studying a lot lately and now that your test was over with, Leighton (said hot girlfriend) was inviting you over to a house party. So you guys could get lose together and just have a shit ton of fun, probably hook up somewhere... you couldn't help but smirk at the thought as you got ready. Adding the finale touches to your makeup as a knock came to your door.

Getting up from your chair, you headed over and smiled when you saw Leighton there. Taking in her outfit. Yeah, your girlfriend was rich and her party fit screamed that. You loved it though and it got you to blush pretty easily. She smirked at you when she noticed," damn, blushing for me already? I'm not even in the door yet." Leighton teased, you rolled your eyes and pulled her in. Closing the door behind her as you pushed her up against it.

"Oh fuck off," You murmured, kissing her deeply and making a small moan when her tongue pushed through. Her hands cupped your cheeks as the kiss became more desperate. Both of you wanting more. But you remembered the party and broke the kiss, taking a moment to collect yourself." Come on, let's do some pregaming before we go."

"Got anything good?" Leighton asked as she followed you to the kitchen where you went to the mini fridge.

"Nope, all cheap trash. Not all of us are crazy rich, babe." You glanced at her then took out the alcohol, setting it on the counter. Leighton huffed.

"Next time I'm just gonna buy it cause what is this crap, Y/N?" She picked up one of the bottles, some brand she's never even heard before.

"The best alcohol $10s can buy, that's what." You laughed at her reaction and she grimaced.

"Jesus Christ, you are poor."

"Hey!!" You whined but she just smiled innocently and took a drink from the bottle, gagging slightly at the taste.

"That's fucked." She points to it and you snatch it from her.

"It can't be that bad." You roll your eyes and give it a try, immediately the foul taste hits your lips and you pull the bottle away. Nearly throwing up then and there.

"Not that bad, huh?" Leighton laughs as she watches you.

"Okay yeah, it's bad.. my bad." You raise a hand in defeat and she just laughs more, taking a picture of you.

"You're lucky you're cute otherwise I might've ended this over that." Leighton teased, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close.

"Oh really? You would've broken up with me over bad alcohol?" You grinned, looking up into her eyes.

"Oh absolutely. Would've been a really messy break up too." Leighton kissed you, but both of you cringed when the alcohol hit your lips again." Yeah, never buy that shit again."

"I definitely won't." You assured her, making a mental note to cross that brand off on a 'do not buy' list. Wow, the taste was still in your mouth. You nearly gagged again. Holding your fist to your mouth." Christ."

The party was in full swing by the time you and Leighton got there, the blonde practically dragged you over to where the good alcohol was.

"We gotta wash this shit out of our mouths." Leighton said, you nodded in agreement.

"Definitely. Pass me a-" You asked her to pass her your favourite, she nodded and handed it to you before taking her own. Both of you chugged the drink down.

"See? That's good alcohol." Leighton points to her now empty can.

"Yeah, okay I get it, Leight." You huff and pulled her against you. She smirks and gives you a kiss, both of you feeling a little tipsy.

As the night went on, you met up with Leighton's roommates. All five of you hanging out, drinking and dancing. You'd gotten a little ahead of yourself and next thing you knew, all you saw was black.

Leighton turned from her conversation with Whitney only to see you passed out on the ground, her eyes widened," fuck-!" She ran over to you and kept you in her arms. Her roommates had run over to help, but Leighton glared at them," give her some fucking space, God."

"Okay, okay." Whitney backed up, urging the others to do the same and raised her hands." let's just calm down for a moment."

"You want me to calm down when my girlfriend could have alcohol poisoning?" Leighton hadn't told them you were her girlfriend yet, she was working up to that point but definitely hadn't expected it to come out like this.

The three's eyes widened but they knew that wasn't the focus right now. They could go back to that when you were okay.

"I'm calling 911." Kimberly said, desperately trying to get her phone and fumbling it in her hands as she trembled. She wasn't good under pressure like this.

Leighton wasn't even paying attention to them anymore, she had slapped you across the face in a desperate attempt to wake you up. Making Bela wince.

"Leighton, that's not-" Bela had started to say.

"Fuck, I know, alright!" Leighton snapped, she was just praying for anything to work. She hated seeing you like this. She should've kept a better eye on you and what you were taking. She thought you would've known better.

The ambulance arrived and you got taken to the hospital, with Leighton in the back and her roommates trailing behind in an uber. Bela dragged them along because she didn't want to miss this. Overprotective Leighton? Hell yeah, she wanted to see that shit.

Time dragged on and it felt like forever to Leighton before you finally woke up. Your eyes widened when you realized where you were and tried to sit up, only to feel nauseated and lay back down before Leighton could even tell you to. She was incredibly relieved to see you and hit your shoulder," do you have any idea how scared I was?!" She yelled, you sighed.

"Did I drink too much?" You weren't entirely sure why you were here. Leighton groaned and folded her arms across her chest.

"Yeah, that's what the doctor said. So you better not throw up on me." In hindsight, she probably wouldn't care as much as she let on if you did. She just wanted you to be okay.

Her roommates were outside the door, listening in. Leighton wouldn't let them inside. You glanced to the window and raised an eyebrow when you saw Bela suddenly duck down.

"Roommates followed?" You asked, a little confused.

"Yup. Cause they're a bunch of nosey assholes!" She said loud enough for them to hear, getting a laugh out of you.

"Don't lie, you love them."

"I almost preferred it when you were unconscious." Leighton replied, making you laugh a little harder. You knew she didn't mean it, sometimes being mean was just her love language. You loved that about her.

Some more time passed and you were able to return to the college once the doctors ran tests to make sure you were okay. Leighton never let you out of her sight.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Leighton Murray Masterlist

Two Queens in a King Size Bed

-reader and Leighton were having their weekly movie night when reader remembered she has a bunch of alcohol stashed...

(smut.)

911

-Leighton and reader attend an Essex party, reader over does it a bit on the alcohol..

(established relationship.)

It Won't Kill You

-when Leighton drags reader to a house party, she forgets about the smoke until its a little too late.

(established relationship.)

Stupid Muscle

-when Whitney meets up with reader at a party, she introduces her to Leighton and the rest of her roommates. Leighton in particular catches reader's eye.

(forming relationship.)

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Hi bb still loving the work 😁I have a request, so I was thinking of a Leighton x masc fem reader. Where reader is on the same team as Whitney and is quite muscular, reader bumps into whit at a party and introduces us to Leighton and reader flirts with Leighton, they spend the rest of the night dancing together but you can tell there is a lot of tension leading to reader taking Leighton back to their place which in tale leads to smut( I will leave the creativity to you of course) kinda at the end it can fast forward to when reader and whit next have soccer practice and Leighton is in the stands waiting for us and it’s all cute at the end ( of course also only if you’re comfy with the request 😙)

Much love 🎸

Stupid Muscle

|| Leighton Murray x masc!fem!reader

|| Warnings; smut, college party, drinking, reader flirting with Leighton, swearing, brief mentions of murder in the joking sense, grinding, breast play, light choking, orgasms

|| Summary; when Whitney meets up with reader at a party, she introduces her to Leighton and the rest of her roommates. Leighton in particular catches reader's eye.

Requests open!

Started; November 6th

Finished; November 7th

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You played for the Essex woman's soccer team, being friends with Whitney. Whom you were currently waiting for at a party. She texted you about ten minutes ago. Letting you know she was almost there, just rounding up her roommates. You chugged back your drink, leaning against the wall and observing the party as you waited. Parties weren't overly your scene. But with friends it was always easier. And kinda fun. Honestly you were grateful to your soccer team; they had your back. Even at parties. A few of them were here tonight, though they're all off doing their own things. However they didn't leave without making sure you would be okay until Whitney got there. You made sure to assure them and so here you were. Waiting for your best friend and her roommates.

It wasn't much longer before Whitney and three other girls walked over to you. Whitney smiled bright and pulled you into a hug," Y/N! Hey! I'd like you to meet my roommates. Leighton, Kimberly and Bela." She pointed to each girl as she spoke, Kimberly and Bela waved to you while Leighton kind of just looked you up and down. Raising an eyebrow.

You couldn't help but blush under her gaze, suddenly feeling incredibly small. "Uh- nice to meet all of you." You gave them an awkward nod. With Whitney now there, things got carried away pretty quickly.

About half way through your fourth drink, you went to find Leighton. Wanting to talk a lot more with her and maybe try to flirt a bit. She was hot. Unbelievably so. You almost couldn't believe that Whitney didn't try introducing you to her sooner. Maybe Leighton was straight and Whitney didn't want you getting hurt; whatever the reason, you hardly cared in your drunken state. If she was straight would still at least try. Couldn't hurt, could it?

You found Leighton by the stairs, looking rather bored and unimpressed with it all. Drinking from a cup in her hand. You sat down beside her on the steps and she glanced at you, lowering her cup from her lips.

"Hey!" You smiled at the blonde," maybe you and I could get out of here? I know some quiet spots." A smirk tugged at your lips, hinting at what you really meant. Leighton couldn't help but roll her eyes at your obvious flirting. Although, not much else was happening for her at the party. She was honestly more interested than she cared to admit. Plus, she did think you were hot. You with all your stupid muscle.

"Lead the way," Leighton raised her voice so she could be heard over the music. You took her by the hand and pulled her out of the party, walking along with Leighton through the lamp lit streets. It was well past midnight by this point, with clouds providing little light from the moon. So all you had was the street lights. Not that you minded, it added a nice glow to Leighton that you couldn't take your eyes off of.

"Where the hell are we going? You're not a secret murderer, are you?" Leighton huffed, folding her arms across her chest. It was colder than she would have liked.

You laughed and shook your head," no, no definitely not. You're too hot to kill anyways. My place isn't far from here, so I thought we could go there and.. well, warm up." You winked, seeing that Leighton must've been cold. You found yourself wishing you'd brought a jacket. Even if only to give it to her.

"Great, you're cheesy." Leighton tried to come off as annoyed, but part of her did find it cute. You were cute. Why did mascs always have to be adorable?

"Come on, you're falling behind!" You started running at a light jog, the grin never leaving your face. Leighton's eyes widened as she watched you run.

"Oh absolutely not, I refuse to run. I'm wearing fucking heels!" Leighton shouted after you, though when she saw you weren't about to stop.. she groaned and tried running after you. Keeping up with a soccer player in heels was not an easy feet. Especially while drunk. When the two of you finally made it to your apartment, Leighton glared at you. Arms folded across her chest," you better have fucking made it worth this. If you're bad at sex I'm out."

You burst out laughing as you opened the door, holding it for her as she went inside," don't worry. You'll enjoy yourself."

The two of you got comfortable in your bed, clothes stripped and blankets wrapped around yourselves. Your lips met her own in a fierce desperate kiss. Her hand came up and cupped your cheek while she straddled you. You couldn't help but moan. The feeling of her lips... her on top of you... it'd been a hot minute since you'd done this; but you were by no means out of practice.

As the kiss deepened, you flipped the positions around. Letting Leighton fall to the bed under you as you now latched yourself to her hips. Moving at a slow grind, clit against clit. The wetness seeping between your folds and down into hers. Combining with Leighton's own. A low sound escaped Leighton's throat as your hand gently cupped her neck. Applying bits of pressure to the centre. Not enough to cause pain but just enough for pleasure.

Your own moans vibrated against Leighton's lips, swallowed by her kiss as her hands explored your body. Moving along your sides and then up to cup your breasts. Massaging the skin there as the kiss broke. The both of you panting, your eyes locking onto hers as you watched her chest move up and down with each breath. You picked up your pace, moving your free hand to grip the sheets as you adjusted. Trying to move your hips in a way that allowed you to apply more pressure in your grind. Leighton gasped, head falling back onto the pillow. You yourself gasped and bit the inside of your lip. Rolling it between your teeth. God, it felt so good. You could feel your stomach twisting in knots and you could only imagine that Leighton must feel the same. With the way her eyes looked at yours, lust and desire mixing in with the blues.

It didn't take long for your knot to pull itself undone. Cumming the same time as Leighton, both of you gripping at each other's arms as you laid yourself onto her. Taking a breather. Though that wasn't where your night ended.

From that night on, the two of you would continue to meet. Even going on a couple of dates before declaring yourselves girlfriends. Leighton even came to one of your games with the rest of the roommates. There to support both you and Whitney. As you got onto the field, Leighton screamed your name the loudest you'd ever heard it.

"FUCK YEAH!! KNOCK THEM DEAD, Y/N! KICK HER IN THE FUCKING TITS!" You could hear Leighton screaming from the stands, both you and Whitney exchanged a glance as you ran past each other. Trying not to laugh. Kimberly and Bela looked absolutely startled by Leighton. Who was absolutely the most enthusiastic out of the three when it came to the game. Hell, as far as you could tell she was the most enthusiastic in the stands. You were sure your whole face was red. As embarrassing as it was, you did love it. You loved her. And you made a mental note to tell her after the game; especially if your team won.