#lex x reader

[skylarmoon71]

Lex Luthor (Smallville) : Short Story - Chapter 5

A month has passed since the ordeal.

Lex had tried everything he could, but you’ve managed to successfully evade his every visit. Of course he tried to use Clark to set meetings, but even Clark seemed protective of you. You’d gotten the first letter he sent when he first realized you were avoiding him.

Every once in a while your eyes would drift to the envelope on your desk. You never opened it. Somehow doing that meant accepting that a Luthor out there knew you held supernatural powers.

After that, you had done your own line of questioning on Clark.

You hadn’t imagined the speed he’d entered the room with. Nor was his strength a figment of your panicked state. He’d reluctantly revealed that you weren’t the only superhuman around, and despite the reaction he expected, he was surprised to learn that you were actually happy not to be the only freak out there as you put it. So sitting in Clark’s loft, he’d finally asked about the intricacies of your powers. Because it was clear you’d healed Lex’s wound. He just didn’t know how.

“Magic?”

You nod. He looks so adorably confused.

“I think so.”

You snap your fingers, and Clark stares in awe at the flicker of fire.

“When I was a kid I was obsessed with the concept. I never thought it would actually be real though. It’s possible that because of the way my powers were given, they manifested differently.”

The light vanishes when you close your palm.

“So with Lex, how did you heal him?”

“I..”

You fidget with your fingers.

“When my dad first got sick I’d write these little notes for him. I remember the smile he’d wear as he read it. I made up a little chant. One that heals all wounds. It was childish I knew that but..those letters were one of the few times I saw him smile.”

You’re still looking away from Clark.

“I guess I figured even if I couldn’t save my dad, at least I could save someone. Even if that person was a Luthor. “

Clark knows just how much it took to make such a decision. You could have just easily walked away.

“I’m proud of you.”

You look up, and Clark is wearing a smile. You shove him playfully.

“Thanks Clark. Now all I have to do is avoid him for the rest of my life. “

“Come on, it’s not that bad. He really wants to thank you.”

You know that, you’re just so terrified. Telling Clark your secret was horrifying, and you actually trust him. The thought of Lex knowing produces a new fear.

Instead of facing the problem, you do what you’re good at. Avoid it until it comes to bite you in the butt.

Very mature.

You’re a bit distracted, so you don’t see Clark slide out his phone as he sends a text. Thinking about such unpleasant things really drains the spirit, so you steer the conversation away.

“What’s new in your life Clark?”

He looks a bit distracted, and when he finally realizes you’re talking to him, he answers nervously.

“N-Not much.”

You squint.

“Why are you acting weird?”

“I’m not acting weird, you’re acting weird.”

He was terrible at hiding things.

“Clark.”

He sighs, and when his gaze shifts behind you, that’s when you realize. You turn, and standing at the entrance is the one and only Lex Luthor.

Clark walks past you, giving a brief pat on your shoulder.

Lex enters slowly,

“I suppose I should apologize for using Clark. Doesn’t really help my case to get on your good side.”

He stops a few feet in front of you, but you don’t say a thing. There’s so many emotions that rush past your face. Relief, surprise..fear. That last one he can only guess is the discovery of your abilities. When the doctor had given him a clean bill of health, you were the only common denominator.

“You know what I did, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

His voice is steady, but yours isn’t. He sees you visibly swallow. You look like you’re about to run any minute now. Before that happens, Lex lays out his case.

“You saved my life. I don’t care how you did it. I’m grateful. You hate me yet you still did it anyway. I don’t know if I even deserve it, but I want to say thank you.”

The sincerity of his eyes make you a bit weak. Seeing this man you’d made out to be some devious villain look so vulnerable is not what you expected at all. The next question is one you’ve been dreading.

“Are you..are you going to tell the police about me?”

You hate how weak you sound. How helpless you feel at that moment. Lex shakes his head, approaching you slowly as he takes your hands.

“I promise your secret will never leave my lips. I’ll protect it with my life.”

Another surprise. Here he is, Lex Luthor swearing on his life that he’ll protect it, protect you.

Despite all the conflicted feelings you’ve ever had, looking at him now makes you want to believe everything. You pull your hands away, and his eyes fall. What he doesn’t expect is you stepping forward, hugging him tightly.

“I’m glad you’re okay, baldy.” You mumble

He can’t help himself, he laughs, reciprocating the hug. 

[theaawalker]

Delusional | Lex Luthor x Fem!OC [1-Shot]

Pairing: Lex Luthor x Rose Holloway Song Inspo: Delusional by Simon Curtis Word Count: 2,433 Summary: desperate to get out under her tyrannic mother's corporative thumb, executive secretary Rose Holloway submits an application for an opening at LexCorp. Much to her surprise, she is asked to interview the next week. The pay is pretty good, and this Lex guy couldn't be as awful as her mother. What could go wrong? Warnings: mild mentions of parental abuse Masterlist: see fandoms (pc-friendly)

Last thing I remember from my dream was having to tell my angry mother the news about my job. That was enough to get me awake. I scrambled around in my covers and opened my eyes, squirting as the light from the curtains hit my face. At first, I just closed my eyes to block them from the sunlight. But then I realized it was morning, and I forgot to set my alarm last night! I was going to be late on the first day!

I pushed my covers off my body and climbed out of bed, ignoring my slippers that awaited my feet. I looked at my alarm clock, and, as if taunting me, it read 12:21 PM. I grabbed my already ready work attire and took a quick shower. I put on my clothes, did my hair, applied some makeup (not too much, because I don't wanna look as desperate as I was), and brushed my teeth. Into my mall closet I went, searching for some shoes to go with my outfit.

I did my best to fix myself a nutritious breakfast. Nutty bars seemed like the way to go, but they get stuck in my teeth. The last thing I wanted was to be humiliated on my first day - I hadn't felt like that since high school. I managed to make due with a glass of orange juice; just when I put the cold glass to my mouth, a car honked outside. I groaned to myself, knowing who it was, "Mom."

Rushing out the house, I barely remembered to lock the door. I hadn't told my mom about my application for LexCorp, so I knew she was gonna drive to her building instead. That meant I had to somehow sneak past her and make it to LexCorp in time. It's not that far... I hope. 

I swung my business bag around my shoulder and got to the car. Only it wasn't my mom's car. It was... nicer and more modern. The windows were tented so I had no idea who was inside. I didn't know what to do, so I sorta stepped back. The window suddenly rolled down, revealing a face I had known for my whole life.

"Mary!" I squealed with delight, and relief.

"Get in." She ordered. "Or you're gonna be late." I had told her about my application. Well, I told her not to tell our mom about the application. "I can't thank you enough, Mare Bear." I said as I hopped into the nice vehicle. Mary looked at me as she took the wheel.

"You can start by not calling me Mare Bear, Nose." I had to smile at that. She and I call each other cute names sometimes. She calls me nose because, apart from my lips, my nose is my most dominant feature.

"Hang on, little sister." She said, pulling out of my driveway. "LexCorp, here we come."

(Time Skip - At LexCorp Parking)

Butterflies fluttered in my thin stomach as we approached my future workplace. It was so weird; seeing it on the computer was one thing, but being there was another. The building looked so full of purity, energy, and technology. I started to wonder if I could really help improve it. I mean, I wasn't anything more than a secretary of a fashion magazine editor. Also, I had no idea if they'd even accept me. I knew that my mom would hire me because she knew me, but this Lex Luthor probably didn't even know I existed until last week.

"Well, here we are. LexCorp Industries." Mary gave an introduction. I released the sigh I'd been holding in since we pulled up. "Aren't you going in, or...?"

"What if I'm not good enough, Mary?" I blurted out my worry. Mary gave me an eye roll and held my shoulder. "Look. These guys may have worked here longer than you but that doesn't make them better. For all you know, by this time tomorrow you could be doing all their jobs. Besides, any treatment you get is better than mom's." She had such a good point. It was either this or back to being paid to be yelled at by your mom. 

"Okay," I finally said, "I'll-I'll do it." She gave me a nod, and I nodded in returned. We leaned in for a hug, and she wished me luck one last time. I bet was gonna need it. I can't focus when I'm nervous, and when I can't focus I screw things up. But there was no way I was spending another day at that fashion hell. So I picked my bag up and got out of the car. 

Mary waved at me as she drove off. I waited until she was out of sight, and slowly spun around to face the building again. It looked so massive and complex. This may sound weird, but it kind of terrified me. I shook if out though, and marched toward it with a high head.

Inside was not much different than the outside. People were scattered everywhere, and they all looked worthy of being there. One lady walked past me wearing all black with the coolest haircut. I touched my rough, brown hair to find it a plain straight. I never thought I'd say this but I wish I had a rubber band right about now. The place wasn't crowded, but it was far from being empty. 

I looked around for any clue to where Lex's office was. I had an interview with him in ten minutes and I couldn't even find him. I decided to ask one of the employees. I walked further into the work hall until I saw something out of the ordinary. There, in the middle of the room, about six men were playing basketball. I tried to process an excuse for what I was seeing. 'Maybe they're testing their body maneuvers for a video game?' was all I could think of.

Basketball or not, they didn't look as intimidating as everyone else. So I walked up to the court and tapped on the shoulder of closest one, who appeared to be in the middle of shooting.

I cleared my throat.

"Excuse me." He turned and smiled at me. He had strawberry-blonde locks that curled by his jawline. His eyes were blue and playful, and reminded me of two blue balls. He was shorter than me, but only by about an inch. "Sorry to interrupt your game, but I was wondering if you knew where Lex Luthor's office is." He gave me and odd smile.

"Hm. You must my new secretary. How are you? Lex Luthor. Welcome to my little LexCorp." The man held out his hand to me. I looked at it, and, ever so hesitantly, shook it.

Raising an eyebrow, I asked. "You're Lex Luthor?" He odd smile turned into a cheeky one as he giggled.

"Indeed I am. Alexander Luthor Jr., in your presence." He said, slight bowing his head. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't confused. He looked so young, way too young to be running a business. "I'm sorry, I'm confused. You look so..."

"Young? Well..." he turned away for a second to throw the through the hoop. "Age is just a number, correct? And there are infinite numbers to compare to mine, so there's no use in trying to be any other."

I just looked from him to the net and swallowed. "I guess that sounds right." 

"Great! Hm. Yes, yes. You are here for the job." He said, eyes darting down in remembrance. "Executive secretary if I recall." Before I knew it he had his hand on my shoulder blade, and we began walking down the hall to I-have-no-idea-where. But I simply nodded and played along.

"Um, yeah. I used to work as one at my old job."

"Old job, mm? Might I ask where?" I didn't bother looking at him to answer, I just kept my head forward. And judging by my sight, we were headed for an escalator. "Nowhere special. Just a stupid fashion magazine corporation." I scratched my forehead as we boarded the escalator. I let Lex go first, being as though I had no idea where to go beyond the escalator.  The rising staircase made my body feel like it was lifting by itself.

"I see," Lex said. "That explains your chose of clothing décor. Anyway, tell me- Wait! Silly me. I forgot to request your name." He addressed, stepping off his step and placing his foot on the smooth, white tile floor. I copied his movement and we returned to our original pace.

The hallway was all white, and filled with white doors. Any one of those could be mine. All I had to do was get an interview with Lex. First, we had to get to his office.

"My name's Rose. Rose Lee Holloway." I offered a kind smile, one which was returned.

"Rose. Hm." His eyes darted up in thought. "The Latin origin of rose, a flower name from Rosa." He looked back at me. "Did you know the Normans brought Latin to Britain in the 11th century?"

I shook my head. Lex just put his hands in his pockets and stared ahead. "Are you interested in alien studies and research?"

"Um, no. Only what I read on the news about Superman. But do find the fact that one is living here funny."

This made Lex chuckle. "How do you mean?"

"I mean, an alien protecting a species that's not his own just makes us look inferior. Why should we rely on a humanoid destructor rather than weapons of defense? It just sounds dumb."

Lex snapped his finger and pointed at me. "Exactly, Rosie. May I call you Rosie?" 'If I get this job he can call me anything he wants.' I thought.

But I simply replied, "If you want."

We reached the end of the hallway, where, to our right, sat a giant silver door.

"Follow me." Lex led us down the pathway and opened the giant door for me. "In you go." I slipped past him and almost tripped when I saw Lex's office. That place was like two master bedrooms in one giant space. There were chairs in there I've never seen in my life! And that's saying something since my mom used redecorated our living room almost every year.

I was so in shock that I didn't even notice Lex walk past me to his desk chair. I strolled to the front of his desk and sat in small chair, where Lex was seated on the table. He grinned at me, making me even more nervous. We both knew what was about to happen.

"Humor me. What got you interested in this position?"

"I've had previous experience with executive assistance, such as memoing, filing, answering phone calls, and prepping schedules. I also dabble in digital art, so if you need any promo or posters, well, I'm your gal." I chuckled nervously, and he just stroked his chin. "Ahem. I admire what this company has done for the ecosystem repair in other countries. Between partnering with other green companies and philanthropy fundraisers, it- you have really great work." Then it got quiet. "...yeah."

Lex leaned forward, knuckling his silvery desk's edge, and looked into my soul. He studied every inch of my face, my eyes... my soul. It was like he was trying to read my mind. When he got his answer, he exhaled.

"Hm." His lips twitched. "Hm-mm, yes. You have the gaze of a woman on the run." Lex said softly, almost sorrowful, like a therapist. "A lioness, mm, trying to strike out of the pride, make it on her own. Tell me, dear Rosie, who-oh-who are you running from?"

My head drew back and I nearly gulped. Was this man actually telepathic? Either way, he seemed to have me figured out. There was no use in denying it further. If honesty got me a job, then honesty it'll be. I just wish it wasn't such a sore subject.

"My mother." My tongue suddenly tasted foul and acidic. "She's not a very nice mother. Or boss."

"Mommy issues," Lex gestured to me, "meet daddy issues," he gestured to himself, making us both chuckle weakly. I supposed it made sense, hurt child meets hurt child. I wondered to what extend his father hurt him, but put off the question as taboo for an interview.

"Anyhow," he leaned back and continued, "mind if I ask you some professional questions?" He asked, making a yuck face as the word 'professional'.

"Yes, go ahead." I straightened my posture.

"Alrighty. How did you like the building so far?" That was not the question I expected him to ask first, but it was his company. 'Get hired, Rose, get hired.' I cheered myself on.

"Ummm... It's very detailed and finely organized, Mr. Luthor. It's techy but also really chill. Just feels like a good environment people-wise." If my resume didn't cut it maybe sucking up to him would. But he just waved it off.

"Please, call me Lex. It's only fair since I'm calling you Rosie." He had a point. "But does it look like the kind of place you want to work at?"

I looked around the spacious, flawless, white room and sighed. Such a long way from that undersized, secretary desk my mom forced me in.

My pitiful eyes found Lex again. "Very much."

Out of nowhere, Lex suddenly clapped near my face. "Fantastic! Then congratulations, Ms. Rosie. You're hired!" I had to clear my ears to make sure I heard him right.

"Wait, what? I'm hired?" He just nodded like an excited child. "But what about the interview?" I asked, still not understanding his reasons behind hiring me. He bent from his spot on the table to open up a drawer beside his legs.

"That was the interview, my dear Rosie. It began from I first introduced myself." He then pulled something out of the drawer; a red cylinder candy, and offered it to me. "Jolly Rancher?" I gave a clearly puzzled look, raising my eyebrow. "It's cherry." He offered again. 

With nothing to lose except my job there, I accepted.

"Okay." I smiled tightly.

But instead of handing it to me, Lex leaned in to put it in my mouth himself. For a second, I felt his cold, steel fingers brush on the tip of my lips before departing. Then he licked those fingers and smiled from ear to ear like nothing happened.

Being the kind person I am, I gave the smile back. He might have been a bit odd, but I had a feeling Lex was gonna grow on me.

[kirammansbow]

The way isha shoots the bad hallucinations

[dumblilb]

She’s a….. she’s a fucking munch. I’m quivering.

[kittensguts]

thinking about sevika struggling to fit her strap into ur tight heat, holding u up by ur waist, your inner thighs and her lap completely coated with ur slick after she got u off on her thick fingers, she breathlessly smiles and looks up at you,

“mmh, look atcha, did my fingers not stretch you out that well?” your lip wobbled as you shakily shook ur head, wiggling ur hips to get away from the thickness of her cock, ignoring the throbbing of ur poor cunt, as if it was pulsing and taunting at you, your eyes look back up at her, so pretty and teary,

“ aint a problem baby- I’ll just go again. Think you’ll fit mamas cock or ?.. “ sevikas smile dropped, she raised a faux concerned eyebrow at you. You gulp and nod. Wanting to pleasure her as she pleasured you- so sweet. She grins as a cheshire cat and sloppily kisses ur cheek

“thats my girl.”

do I continue this…

[jinxesgvn]

[v1sexual]

i love a complex character especially when you see their growth 🙏

[cvntlets]

when it's my birthday but i didn't see mizu, abby, ellie williams, vi and arlecchinno oiled up and ready to have lesbian sex with me

worst birthday ever

[sweetbcgs]

GLASSES — paige bueckers

CONTENT WARNING — smut , cunnilingus (r receiving) , GLASSES PAIGE , MESSY BUN PAIGE !!!!

WORD COUNT — 558 words

“nono… keep the glasses on, paige.” you pouted as you stared down at her. the blonde was laying on her stomach, one of her hands resting on your thigh as the other was moving to take her glasses off.

“yeah? like them that much, baby?” she smirks at you before leaning down and pressing a few wet kisses to your inner thigh, her other hand tightening its grip on you.

as she sucked on your thighs her finger slid down your clit to your entrance, gathering your wetness so she could slide in you. your eyes fluttered shut and you exhaled. she pressed one last kiss to your thigh before moving forward and licking up your clit.

she smirked against your cunt as her fingers started to pump in and out of you, pushing up against your g spot as a few moans fall from you.

she holds eye contact with you as she squeezes a second finger into you and sucks your clit into her mouth. your back arches slightly and your mouth falls open, one of your hands moving to rest on the back of her head, playing with her messy bun.

a small whine falls from you as she pulls her fingers out of you, wiping them on your thigh as you pull at her hair. paige groans and her eyes falls shut, she grips your thighs and she pulls you close to her mouth, burying her face in between your legs. she’s moving like she hasn’t ate in weeks.

theres loud slurps filling the room from her. your pussy is covered in your arosual and her own spit. every time your back arches or you pull her hair, she’s moaning deeply into you, intensify your pleasure.

“mm.. getting close, baby?” she mumbles against you before pulling away, slightly out of breath as her glasses fogged up. her thumb rubs slow circles on your clit as shes licks up your vulva, letting out a low moan at your taste.

“please paige… i’m so close..” you whine out, your grip tightening on her hair as your head falls back. she chuckles lowly at how disheveled you look before she dives back in. her nails dig into your inner thigh as she laps back at your cunt again, trying to get you off.

one suck to your clit has you choking a moan out and your back arching up. you grip her hair tightly, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as paige flattens her tongue on your clit, shaking her head side to side. your orgasm crashes over you and your thighs clamp around her, making her chuckle.

her hands pull your thighs apart, pushing them back down against the bed as she fucks her tongue into you, her nose brushing against your clit.

she works you through it, licking up everything you release like she can’t get enough. when your body finally relaxes against the bed, she presses one kiss to your clit before pulling away, out of breath.

“think you can give me another?” she smirks up at you before leaning back down and licking up your vulva again before sucking your clit back into her mouth.

your eyes squeeze shut, tears finally starting to roll down your face as you groan loudly.

you only wish she’d wear her glasses more often.

TAGS — @mrsarnold @yannasuniverse @hellokittyfeenie

AUTHORS NOTE — this isnt that long, i do apologize… but i think i’m gonna work on a longer one

[watermelonshine]

TOUCH

sevika x reader nsfw mdni.

based on this request.

cw : bondage, sensory deprivation, blind fold, oral, fingering, overstimulation, dacryphilia, it's just filth okay.

Your hands and legs were tied up to the bed posts.

You were blindfolded.

You had a ball gag in your mouth.

You don't know why you wanted to do it, you don't why you convinced Sevika to do this. But she agreed and then there you were.

"Look at you, all at my mercy."

You were squirming. You didn't know what to expect but your expected something. For her to touch you, tease your clit, your nipples, anything. But none of it came. And it drove you crazy. The cold air hit your bare body and sent shivers down your spin and so did the anticipation of her.

Then you felt it. It was soft and barely noticeable. A tingle, from your stomach up to your chest. Then you felt it again, running across your sides. It was deliberately slow, Sevika made sure you felt each strand of the feather against you. It tickled and you started squirming more, tugging at your restraints.

"Shhh, you wanted this remember? So be a good girl and relax."

The feather went over your arms, your neck, yours tits, your nipples, your stomach and it had you drooling with the the ball gag. It was lot and at the same time, nothing at all.

That fucking tease.

But it didn't stop there. It went lower, lower down to your pussy. Sevika smirked when you jumped at the feeling of the feather teasing your clit. You wanted wrap your legs around her, you wanted to ask for more, you wanted to moan, you want to grab her hair and rut on her face.

But instead your pleas and moans came out as incoherent cries and the rope around wrists and ankles kept you in one place. You've never felt so pathetic and so turned on before, the frustration causing you to cry and dampen the blindfold. Once she noticed it, Sevika immediately hovered over you and took it off and-

You've never looked more beautiful before. Your eyes puffy from crying and your face glistening with your tears, you were drooling from the corners of your mouth and speaking out god knows what.

You were like this already and she barely even touched you.

"What a pretty baby I got here mhm? Such a cry baby."

Sevika pressed a finger against your wet slit, causing you to lift your hips to rub youself on her fingers. You gagged around the ball gag as you tried to moan at the touch and more tears fall. You were a completely filthy mess. She kept playing with your pussy and your clit while you gagged out incoherent words. When her fingers separated your pussy lips and dug deep inside you, you couldn't hold back.

Sevika paused when she felt you cum around her fingers, with your back arched and your eyes rolling back.

Fuck she can't take it anymore.

She removed the ball gag and smashed her lips on yours, while you whimpered against her, rubbing yourself on her thighs. Her hands roamed around your body while she kissed you on your lips and went down to your jaw, your neck, your chest, your tits, your stomach, your clit.

You were a moaning mess when she ate you out like she was starving. You were sensitive enough from her teasing and your previous high but by stars were you greedy. Your loud moans and the bed posts rattling from your attempts of tugging at them made Sevika go faster with her tongue.

"Sev- sev too much-"

"Just take it, you know you can."

When you came crashing down around her tongue, you were babbling out thank yous. While you were catching your breathe, you heard Sevika getting up and removing the bounds around your wrists and legs. Just when you finally thought it was over, Sevika pulled you back on the bed. When you were about to ask what she was doing, you felt it. Her strap.

"What, you thought it was over?"

notes : hope I did justice (⁠ꏿ⁠﹏⁠ꏿ⁠;⁠)

[princesssmars]

abby eating you out in the back of her car…nsfw.

now, when abby invited you to drive around with her before talking and eating at the romantic cliffside that overlooked the city, you had to admit about thirty percent of your brain was sending out horny little alarm bells.

it was sweet, how she took you to your shared favorite fast food spot before parking at the site and starting up her cute little romantic playlist, pressing a kiss to your cheek when you gushed over how adorable she was.

but you shouldve known better than to gush over abby when she was in a hyper romantic mood, because after placing a playful bit juuust on the right spot on her neck she’s quick to start kissing you on your lips, then tugging off your jackets and maneuvering you into the back seat-

so now you’re here, laying on the back seat car door with one leg propped on the backboard and the other in a crooked angle over the passenger seat while abby grips your thighs and enthusiasticly eats you out like she’s doing her favorite hobby.

you drag your fingers through her scalp and into her let down hair, admiring how her brow relaxes when you do so and her head tries to bury itself deeper into you. biting your lip to try to muffle your moans is useless, her hand pinching the skin of your thigh until you let out a gasp.

she knows every little thing to do to drive you crazy, carrying them out with a drive and efficiency that would scare you if it wasn’t so arousing. just when you feel a twinge of your peak she pulls back her efforts, every time your moans start to stall she sucks roughly at your clit while staring into your eyes.

but you love her attentiveness more than anything, including how she notices the subtle shifting of your hips as you try to get more comfortable, back aching and leg cramping at the uncomfortable position. without stopping she lifts your leg and rests it on her shoulder, scooting her body towards the floor so you can rest against the seat instead of the floor.

you’re close to the edge, your breathing getting harsher and hips not so subtly grinding up into her face. you almost don’t want to cum simply because of how peaceful she looks, eyes damn near rolling into the back of her head as she desperately tries to bring you closer to her mouth. when you crane your neck forward you get the slightest glimpse of her grinding her hips into the car seat and the sight makes your orgasm hit you like a freight train.

you really hope no other couples had the sweet idea of driving up to this lookout, because if they did all they'd hear would be your moans as you continue bucking your hips into abby's face, palm slapping into the fogged-up glass of the window as your whole body trembles.

she guides you through it all, steeling herself so your bucking hips don't push her away from licking up as much of you as she can. if she was a little less euphoric she'd let out a small giggle at your reaction, adoring the way you mean without care and proud of just how long she makes this one last.

you gently lift her head away once you decide you can't take anymore, blonde tresses in your grip as you raise her until you can see the pink of her tongue. she smiles, taking your hand out of her hair and pressing it to her lips for a kiss. her slightly fucked out look only reignites the heat in your stomach, legs shifting and feeling embarrassment when she notices and smiles even wider.

so uh yeah. car sex with abby.

[kirammansbow]

[kidicaruslover911]

me this christmas if i don't see mizu, sevika, ambessa, arlecchino, capitano, mavuika, ekko and hobie tied up in birthday suits, oiled up with whipcream, peanut butter and jam under the tree, horned out and ready to have sesbian lex and hetero sex with me

actually fuck them being tied up i need them all pouncing on me NOW and i despise peanut butter

[burguesinha24]

KITTY KAT

a/n: I need her… P IS FOR PUSSY P-U-S-S-Y, THAT PUSSY

Pairings: personaltrainer!Vi x f!reader

Warnings: she does indeed take you to pound town, very self indulgent (i hate working out), fingering, oral (you receiving), spitting (tehe), kinda fluffy idk, semi-public sex GRRRAH

Song: Kitty Kat, Megan Thee Stallion (our queen)

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The gym.

One of the worst fucking places in existence. 

Who the fuck could ever take pleasure in being sweaty and tired and sore?

You, apparently. 

You didn’t necessarily like working out. (It was the bane of your existence) But your doctor had said it was healthy, and it was New Year’s, so now was as good a time to start as any. Plus, it gave you an excuse to wear the adorable sports bra and skirt combo your sister had gotten you.

As expected, the gym was absolutely packed. You could see white dudes flexing from every corner, along with a few (glorious) muscle mommies. Unfortunately, the universe did not seem to support your dream (that was whole-heartedly pushed on you by your friends and doctor) of getting fit for the year.

“Apologies, ma’am, but we just don’t have enough space at the moment.” You stared down at the poor, overworked receptionist and frowned, credit card already in hand.

“Really? But I can spot a few extra spaces-”

“It’s a fire hazard, ma’am. You’ll have to wait outside or come back at an earlier time.” 

“There’s really no space? At all?” The teenager looked down at the computer in front of him. 

“Well, we do have available spots with our private trainers, but you’d have to pay for the session. As well as an extra fee for being so last-minute.” You cursed under your breath, moving to put your credit card back in your bag when someone cut you off.

“I’ll take her.” You looked up at the sound of the voice, only to find piercing blue eyes already staring at you. It was scary, honestly, how fit she was. Her messy pink hair flopped carelessly to the side, over one of her eyes, and her body was littered with tattoos. She was already glowing, probably from an earlier exercise. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her grey sweats as she walked over to the teenager behind the desk.

“You sure, Vi? You don’t usually ta-”

“I said I’ll take her, Ekko.” She glanced up at you again, an easy smile playing on her ridiculously attractive features. “She looks like she’s never stepped foot inside a gym before.” Your face flushed at her absolutely correct observation. Her gaze darted down to take in your appearance, shamelessly dragging up and down your frame. You suddenly felt a little self-aware about the light pink set you had decided to wear, even if your sweater was drowning your figure. 

Fuck, I do look like I have no idea what I’m doing.

“I’ve been inside a gym before.” You finally responded, frowning at the way her grin only grew.

“Sure you have, cupcake.” Your heart pounded erratically at the nickname, and you silently cursed the universe for putting you in the position to make a fool of yourself in front of such an attractive woman. The teenager behind the desk, Ekko, glanced between the two of you, sighing and turning back to his computer with a look that said, ‘I-don't-get-paid-enough-for-this’.

“Alright, that’ll be-”

“Free of charge, Ekko.” You tore your gaze from her hypnotic blue eyes to look down at the young man. He raised an eyebrow. “Fine, whatever. I gotta give a reason, though. What should I code in? That you were too horny to-” She coughed loudly, drowning out the rest of his sentence. He smirked at her as she sent him a harsh glare. 

“I’ll deal with that later, just give her a damn card.” 

One sibling-like argument later and a shiny new membership card in your hand, you found yourself in one of the training rooms with the attractive stranger. 

Vi.

Her name echoed in your mind. You wondered what it was short for. Victoria? Vivian? Vienna? She watched as you set your stuff down in the corner of the room, nervously fiddling with your water bottle until it finally decided to stand upright without falling over. She eyed you expectantly as you turned around.

“What?” You finally said, picking at the fabric of your sweatshirt. 

“You gonna take that off?” Your cheeks flamed. “I don’t go easy.” She tilted her head. “I would hate for you to get uncomfortable and sweaty before we even start.” Holy shit the way she was talking had you second guessing what you were really here for. You obeyed her request, (because, duh) slowly sliding off your sweatshirt to reveal the set you had chosen out for today. Something flickered in her eyes as she drank in the sight of you.

Shit, she had thought you were hot in the lobby, but this? This was just fucking unfair. You looked like a goddess. Your skirt just barely hung half-way down your thighs, and your bra pushed up your breasts in a way that had her mouth watering. She quickly tore her gaze off of your body as you cleared your throat.

Get it the fuck together, Vi.

“So, what are your goals, hm? Any particular things you want to hit?” She made her way over to the closet in the room, sifting through the selections of weights and trying to ignore the heat thrumming through her body that had nothing to do with her previous workout. 

“I don’t really know. I guess just… being healthy?” You sounded so shy, so tentative. She fought the shudder that was threatening to roll down her spine. 

“Well, I guess I’ll start you off easy. Work on your core,” Now it was your turn to shudder. “Maybe hit some squats too.” She turned back around, closing the closet and tilting her head to better look at you. “Just to get a lay of the land, hm, cupcake?” Your face felt like it was in a perpetual state of fire. You nodded eagerly.

She made her way over to you after turning on some music that felt way too sensual for a workout. (of this type, anyway.) 

“We’re gonna start with some stretching, ok?” You fiddled with your fingers, nodding like a child being instructed by a teacher. Vi circled your form before settling on standing behind you, her hands gently resting on your hips. “Gonna need you to spread your legs for me, pretty.” The words, whispered so softly and so dangerously in your ear, almost made you gasp. You tilted your head to look back at her, eyes blown (adorably, if she might add) wide. She grinned, a seductive, dangerous thing that made your panties drop. (Figuratively). She raised an eyebrow. “What? I don’t want you to pull a hamstring, cupcake.” You swallowed thickly, trying to will away the increasingly inappropriate thoughts that were crowding your mind.

Slowly, slowly, you spread your legs, biting back a whimper as her hand snaked up your back, gently pushing your upper body down into a sort of downward dog position. The burn you felt in your legs was almost embarrassing. The moment you were down, fingertips brushing the floor, Vi’s gaze went straight to your ass.

“Fuck.” The words slipped past her lips before she could even realize what she was doing. She tucked her bottom lip under her teeth, dragging the hand that was on your back higher, just tracing the curve of your ass. 

You were wet.

She could see the faintest of outlines through the thin layer of your undershorts. 

You whimpered, legs shaking ever so slightly from the strain of the stretch. (You really needed to workout more)

Now she was wet.

Without even thinking, she grabbed you by your ponytail, yanking you up into a standing position. The force of her movement made you stumble, your legs still awkwardly stretched wide. Thankfully, she had stuck out her knee for you to sit on. 

“I think,” She breathed in your ear, a hot, heavy thing that sent an embarrassing amount of slick oozing out of your cunt. “That we should focus on a different type of workout, hmm, cupcake?” You nodded slowly, dazed. And fuck, was she a woman starved. 

In a second you found yourself on the floor, looking up at her with wide, desperate eyes. You clenched your thighs together, your hips rocking up into the air for some form of friction. She took her time, just staring at you. At the way your hair fanned out around you like a halo, the way your breasts moved with each shuddering breath you took, the way you looked so, so wrecked. A dangerous grin spread across her face.

She was going to ruin you.

There was not a single coherent thought in your mind as she hastily dragged your skirt and panties off of your legs in one, harsh tug. She was manhandling your legs open, and you swore she whined at the sight of your glistening arousal. 

“Fuck, baby.” She whispered out hoarsely. You squirmed under her gaze, cheeks burning in embarrassment as you tried to close your legs. “No no no no no, don’t you fucking dare.” She dragged her middle finger down your slit, gathering up your juices before bringing her finger to her mouth and sucking. “Been dreaming of this sweet pussy for so long.” She moaned out. 

“B-but, we just met like, h-half an hour ago.” You sputtered out, your cheeks rosy and your eyes hazy with lust and confusion. She grinned again, lowering her head so she was a hair's breadth away from where you needed her most.

“Thirty minutes is a long fucking time, cupcake.” You didn’t even have time to process her words before she was wrapping her lips around your clit, giving it a harsh suck that left you keening. 

“Oh, f-fuck!” You gasped out, back arching at how her tongue skillfully lapped at your pussy. She hummed against your burning flesh, the vibrations against your puffy clit making your toes curl. The obscene sounds of slurping and squelching filled the room, and you might have had half a mind to care about it if you weren’t so fucking far gone by the feel of her mouth. 

“Taste so good, princess.” She mumbled against your skin. You dared to look down and, fuck, she looked even more wrecked then you were. Her eyes hazy and half-lidded, cheeks flushed and shiny from your juices, and her hair sticking to her face with each deliberate suck. You could vaguely make out how she was grinding against the ground, but she pulled away before you could actually think of helping her as well. You whined at the loss, reaching down to try and tug her closer to you. 

“P-please-oh-” You gasped as she spit on your already slobbering cunt, once, twice, three times, before she was satisfied. Your clit twitched as the globs of her saliva attacked it. 

“Shh, baby, trying to make sure your nice and messy f’me.” She rubbed a few quick circles on your clit with her thumb before prodding at your entrance with her pointer finger. Her eyes were glued to the way your face contorted as she pressed into your cunt. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” She whispered in awe.

“OhmygodViplease.” Your begging was nothing more than a long string of incoherent words. She chuckled, pressing yet another long, thick finger into your opening.

“Fucked dumb already?” She cooed, thrusting into you shallowly. You almost sobbed. It was only when she added a third finger that she was finally satisfied. Her slow, shallow thrusts turned fucking manic. Her eyes never left your face as she curled her fingers up with each thrust searching for-

“Fuck!” You squealed, your walls clamping down on her like a vice. She crawled up your frame, leaning down to nip at your neck before thrusting in that same spot again.

“Found it.” Her gazed dropped from your face to look down at her fingers as she fucked you, her mouth parting open in awe at how you were swallowing her up, you arousal dripping onto the floor beneath you. It didn’t take long before you were on the very precipice, just dangling off the edge of oblivion. She pressed down harder on your clit, and then you came. 

Your back arched into an almost painful position, your fingernails digging into the floor for something to anchor yourself to. She whispered in your ear as you saw white, her fingers still fucking you through your orgasm. 

“Shh, I’ve got you, I’ve got you. There we go, perfect fucking pussy.” She finally stopped as you collapsed, boneless on the floor. You turned your head to look up at her, smiling tiredly.

“What’s your name short for?” She grinned.

“Violet.” 

“Mm, pretty.” You winced as she closed your legs, then blushed as she sucked her fingers clean. “What about you?” Your brows furrowed as you pushed yourself up by your elbows. 

“You can do me later. After our date.” You blinked in surprise, your mind still a little hazy.

“Date?” She stood up, then helped you stand on shaky legs. 

“Well, our session has ended, so I figured we could pick things up at your place, maybe. I know a bomb-ass asian restaurant just off Main.” You smiled softly, and it made her beat just a little faster.

“Yeah, alright. I’ll see you then.” You walked out of the private room looking a hell of a lot more disheveled then when you first walked in. Ekko rolled his eyes, praying to whoever was up there that he wouldn’t have to clean any suspicious stains from the floor. 

You looked down at your phone as it pinged, smiling to yourself as you read the message.

Hope you enjoyed our workout, cupcake ;)

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a/n: my first ever like actual fic pls don't kill me guys ik its kind of shit, was honestly just trying to get this out of the way so i could work on oil rig worker Vi. ANYWAYS I LUV U ALL MWAH!

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featuring. sevika and jinx

a/n. i wrote this tonight and uh- not guaranteed that everything makes sense, i typed that in my notes with my eyes half in my skull already :) english isn't my first language, but i already know y'all don't care✨

cw. smut, MDNI, smoking, riding vika's strap on, nipple play, some spanks, dom/sub

sevika leaned back on the couch in silco's office. she smoked a cigarette while she watched you struggle to lift yourself up and down on her thick strap on.

ridden of any clothing that might get in the way, your body was bare. a big contrast to your girlfriend, who was almost fully clothed under you, pants only opened enough to secure the strap on on her hips. sevika liked that contrast.

"c'mon, little girl, you can do better than that", she patted your thigh with her mechanical arm, gripping your flesh before giving it a spank.

without a warning, sevika skyrocketed her hips, pushing her strap on up to a place you thought it couldn't reach. with squeezed shut eyes, you let your body fall forward, burying your girlfriend's face between your tits. a smirk was across her lips, liking the gaspy moan that left your plump lips.

her hand now gave your ass a rather harsh spank, "i didn't tell you to stop, did i? go on."

your trembling legs were on either side of her hips and your sweaty hands on her collarbones, trying to steady yourself, still feeling her deep inside as you continue to lift yourself up and down. the muscular woman comfortably slouched there, admiring your bouncing tits and enjoying your whines and whimpers as you ride her.

but she didn't expect jinx to come in. not at all. the blue haired girl was taken off guard by the sight, but shrugged it off quickly, walking towards the two of you. puffing some smoke out, sevika glanced at her over your shoulder.

feeling a new hand snaking its way up and giving your breast a squeeze, your head whipped around in surprise, seeing a hue of blue before the second hand quickly comes up and turns your head back to facing sevika.

"tut tut tut, keep your eyes on her."

jinx.

and you did, your eyes met sevika's orbs. she just nodded, wordlessly telling you that it's okay for her, if you were okay with it. it was your time to nod.

you didn't have anything against the idea of jinx joining in, knowing sevika would stop her if she'd done something she shouldn't.

jinx has always liked teasing you. ever since sevika introduced her to you after you unexpectedly showed up to bring your girlfriend something she forgot at home.

now she's teasing you again. just not with words, but this time with actions. with her hands.

her fingers rolled your nipples between them, tugging and squeezing the sensitive buds here and there to tickle a moan out of you as she helped you, guiding your movements on top of sevika.

the young woman's voice was close to your ear, "oh, you like that, huh? me playing with these little nubs, hm?"

the only answer she got was a whine when her hands left your tits.

"don't you worryyy, just concentrate on giving your girlfriend a show", her hands ran down your sides before going to your drenched little cunt, targeting your swollen clit as her next victim.

you were being a good girl, so you did as you were told. you concentrated on giving sevika her 'show'.

hands still on her collarbones for a tiny bit of support, you started once again. lifting your hips before going back down again and again and again.

the room was filled with moans, whines and whimpers from you, here and there a groan or a huff from sevika and snickers from jinx. and, of course, the squelchy sound of your pussy stretching around vika's dick.

soon, very soon actually, another orgasm tightened inside of you, crash I down on you like a tsunami.

your vision went white, limbs shaking as your mouth hung open, unable to push a single sound out at the overwhelming feeling.

with a smirk on her face, the blue haired kept on assaulting your clit, not leaving the overstimulated bud alone for even a second.

sevika started rocking her hips up into you with a steady rhythm, pushing two of her fingers into your mouth.

you, still in a daze, instinctively started sucking, swirling your tongue around her digits.

"sharing is caring", jinx's eyes practically lit up after she scooped a little amount of cum, that pushed itself fast the tight fit of you around sevika, and greedily tasted it, "gotta get her to give me more of that."

vika's hand now took a hold of your hair and  pulled you down, "you gonna be a good girl for me and give jinx what she wants?"

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