#she is my WIFE

[hikarielizabethbloom]

What was the sneak peek about?

Me:

[rimunagenius]

And They Were Roomates

☙ pairing: Kate Martin x Roommate!reader

☙ word count: 2.5k words

☙ warnings: RPF!! use of y/n, not proof read.

☙ ri speaks: I need more kate martin content and i haven’t been fed the specific ones that i need so i must write them to the best of my horrendous abilities. Idek how good this will be…im sorry in advance LMFAO. also this is two thousand five hundred words but it looks a lot shorter….crying

this is also a general announcement that i will indeed be refreshing my blog, so that means new and updated master lists and posts are coming out soon so sorry if you get a spam of rimunagenius on your feed!!

Part 1

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When you first started in Iowa, you never expected the immediate love you recieved from the people there. They were friendly, generous, and so much different from people in California. Especially your roommate, Kate Martin. You had met her shortly after your first day of Junior year. A while after, you two became roomates because you needed more space, and she needed someone to split rent with in her apartment. Sounded like a great deal to both of you.

"You don't mind?" You asked unsure. Not wanting to impose on her, possibly ruining plans with making a deal with her actual teammates.

"No! Not at all! I really like you and you're alot of fun! I'd love for you to move in with me." She beamed at you, giving you a side hug when she saw your expression change. You both were ecstatic.

Since then, you had been living with Kate for almost two years. You two had become inseparable. Always on campus together, meeting up between classes to get coffee or lunch together, sometimes with Caitlin and your other friends. It was great. You were happy with your home away from home.

You had transfered from UC Irvine and decided to pursue your degree and career in sports medicine here in Iowa City. You were one of the new athletic trainees and ocassionly a photographer; your previous major was in photography and Lisa and the administration had really loved your resume and work, so they hired you as a part time (barely) photographer, for whenever they wanted more shots than what they usually wanted or a fill in.

Currently, you were needed in the Carver stadium to help record a mic’d up practice session for the team. It was for the Iowa Hawkeye Youtube channel. You had experience because you too had a youtube channel that you started when you first transferred to Iowa. So you had told Lisa and the coaches that you’d be able to film it.

“Hey, Gabbie!” You smiled at her as you walked into the locker room, approaching Kate’s cubby to set your stuff down. Kate telling you this morning before she left that you could put your stuff with hers.

“Hey, girlie! So guess what?” You and Gabbie loved to gossip. It was so much fun and it started when you were redoing the tape on her ankles, and she looked down so you asked her about it, and since then, you both have told eachother whatever gossip you had.

“Oh my god, what?” You took your sweater out of your bag, the locker room being chilly, so you could imagine the court.

“So that boy Nick in my econ class, totally asked about you today. I didn’t want to crush his hopes and dreams but I did say you weren’t his type.” She took a seat next to where you were standing to put her shoes on.

“Wait, the boy I said would so be my type if he was a girl? That Nick?” You laughed because he was really nice and such a sweet guy but he just wasn’t a girl. Men are pretty but only to look at.

“Yes!”

“How’d he take it?” This guy has asked you out once before but you just said you weren’t looking to date. Probably should’ve elaborated on that one.

“But he asked me “Oh, who is? Does he go here?” And I was like,” she paused to reenact the face she made. “I said it too fast so I didn’t have time to say “Oh, It’s long distance or something” sooo I don’t know.” She rambled and just pulled her hair into a small ponytail.

“What do you mean? That made no sense, Gab.” You were confused. She looked guilty of something but you didn’t want to pressure her but you also really wanted to know what she had said about you to Nick.

“I kinda sorta said you had a girlfriend already, and he took that as ‘Oh, she’s dating her roommate Kate Martin’ because he said he supposedly sees you guys together everywhere.” She meant well. It really wasn’t her fault that Nick totally misread the situation.

“Oh shit.” Your jaw dropped. You thought it was awkward but now it went full fledged horrendous. You were already out, and anyone who followed your insta would’ve saw it in your stories, so you weren’t worried about that but you were worried for Kate.

“So what do we do about the fact that a random kid on campus thinks your dating Kate?”

“Ok wait, i’m actually scared. Like how do you think Kate will take it?” You were talking to Gabbie and immediately knew you fucked up by seeing the expression on her face.

“How will I take what?” Kate walked in, hair down, dressed in her practice uniform, and sat on the chair next to you. You hadn’t realized that you sat down with Gabbie. Lost in the conversation and frenzy of the new mess that could possibly affect yours and Kate’s social life dramatically.

“I’m just gonna…” Gabbie got up, and walked out, meeting the others outside on the court.

“Oh, okay. I’ll see you in a minute.” You said to the girl before turning to Kate. You had caught her up on the lore behind you and Nick, if you could even call this one sided infatuation lore. Now you just had to tell her the problem. “So Gabbie tried to tell him that I was already seeing some girl. But Nick jumped to this whole conclusion that me and you were together.”

You watched her face. Looking for any sort of negative reaction. Waiting for her to blow up on you. “Oh.”

“And when Gabbie tried to say it wasn’t you and that were just friends, and that my supposed girlfriend lives in California, he got up and left. So it may be possible that the whole Iowa college campus will assume we’re together.” You played with your fingers as you watched her some more. Still waiting for her explosion.

“I mean, I don’t mind. He sounded weird so if it keeps the guy away from you, i’m okay with being the ‘pretend’ girlfriend.” She shrugged her shoulders. Grabbing her shoes from behind you, your chair sitting right infront of the cubby that belonged to her:

“Kate. Are you sure? This is so random and so strange and I would totally get it if your uncomfortable.” You wanted it to be clear that this situation could go away if she was uncomfortable. If she was uncomfortable you’d go on a date with him and just tell him it won’t work after. It’d be bad for you if he goes around saying rude things but you couldn’t care less about people you don’t know. You just wanted to make sure Kate wasn’t the one feeling weird.

“Yeah, I mean—I don’t have to kiss you in public, right? I feel like that’s overstepping a boundary we have not thought about setting.”

“No, Kate. You do not have to kiss me in public. Wait so you’d kiss me in private?” You looked at the girl, now fully joking around as you wiggled your eyebrows and laughed.

“Oh yeah for sure.” Kate made a funny face while nodding her head before grabbing her water and standing up. You following behind to get this practice and video recording started.

“Oh, and your getting mic’d up today. I don’t know if Coach Lisa told you.” You say as you both walk onto the court.

You and Kate had showered, separately unfortunately, and sat on the couch. You had been trying to convince her the whole way home from practice to watch New Girl. She agreed after ten excruciating minutes of your nagging.

You were deciding to pick the snack you wanted, grabbing M&Ms you bought at the store yesterday, snickers, chips, and popcorn. You wanted to watch as many episodes as possible because you both started school late tomorrow and it was an off day for practice.

“What are these practices anyways? Are they like preseason workouts to get back in shape or?” You watched Kate as she picked her snacks.

“Yeah. Basically. We’re technically only allowed to goof off a little during those ones.” Kate laughed, referring to the mic’d up practice today. Coach Lisa usually wants a more focused and intimate space during the actual season. “Oh my. What if we just kill this whole tub of Neapolitan ice cream?” Kate took it out of the freezer and suddenly all your snack choices went back to the cabinets.

“Ou deal, Martin.” You grabbed two spoons before making your way to the couch. Grabbing the blanket off the backrest, and throwing it over you both. You both settled and got comfy ready to start the marathon of New Girl.

You were both sitting in silence after you decided to just do a highlight reel of episodes since you weren’t going to force Kate to watch multiple seasons. "Are you excited for this upcoming season? Your last season?" You asked as you looked to your right. Kate was seated next to you while you both decided to disregard bowls and just eat the ice cream straight from the tub. She held the tub as you both dug what you wanted out of it. She shoved more ice cream into her mouth and she smiled and nodded her head.

"I am. Just scared and sad." She said somewhat incoherently due to not having swallowed the mouthful of ice cream. You nodded your head. You had already adapted to the Kate language. When she talked while yawning, mouth full, her body language, and her facial expressions. Not many people were fluent like you, and you were actually proud to be one of the people. So you understood exactly what she meant. You saw everything else she was feeling just by the look in her eye and the shape of her lips.

But you also felt sad for her too. You’d both be a sixth-year, grad students, in a couple months. This year bigger for her more than you. This year being her last and final run in her collegiate career. This was huge. You both knew this but wanted to focus on the nicer aspects. You and the girls would support her and be her friend even if she decided to never touched a basketball again. You guys were for life.You didn’t play, so you felt there was nothing you thought you could say other than just being her friend.

"You'll be okay, sweetheart." You wrapped your arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. A small comforting hug, atleast a hug at which this position provided, and kissed the top of her head. You only used terms of endearment like this in small, comforting, intimate moments. You felt this was the right time. "I'll be here for you, and you have the girls. We’ll back you in whatever you do, outside of basketball and school. You can’t ever get rid of us if you tried. But I will give you all the support and all the ice cream you can eat right now." You smiled at the blonde. You both stared at eachother, a little too long, “We are not beating the supposed ‘girlfriend’ allegations right now, Martin.” She bursted out laughing. You not far behind.

"But seriously, thanks shortie." She said as she patted your knee, right before she lost it again and laughed out loud. You immediatey cringed at the name, and pushed her away from you.

"OH! my god! Immediately no, Kate." You laughed again, half embarassment and half amusement. "That is not funny. You sound like a frat boy." That earned another snort laugh from Kate.

"You're right. I'm sorry." You side-eyed her. Pulling the blanket a little closer to you. Scooting over the tiniest bit over to feign anger and hurt. Still managing to catch her movement through your peripheral.

"Bro, I'm not even that much shorter than you. Just short three inches." You rolled your eyes at your best friend, turning back to the episode where Jess and Nick kiss eachother for the first time. Your favorite episode.

"Yes, I know. I know how you feel about my short jokes. I almost cried when you ignored me for three and a half days." Kate chuckled as she looked to you her smile dropping, a frown forming when you still didn't acknowledge her. "Oh, come on, y/n. Don't ignore me again, please! I was kidding." She asked you while chuckling nervously, she asked you two more times, when that didn’t work she insisted on poking you for a two minutes straight.

"Okay, Kate. I forgive you. Now shush, my favorite part is coming up." You kept your eyes on the screen and tried to reach for your spoon in the tub. Your fingers reaching everywhere but your spoon. "Kate can you help me please?"

"Yes, but haven't you already seen this show like eight-billion times?" She grabbed a spoon, whichever one was closest, forgetting which one was which, and scooping a good spoonful, before bringing the spoon to your mouth. "Open." You opened your mouth and took the ice cream happily.

"Thank you, you big teddy bear. God's gift, I'm telling you." You said as you watched the best scene on sitcom TV about to unfold.

"Im just going to pretend you're talking about me and not your show." Kate whispered. "You're welcome, pretty." She said louder so you could hear.

That got your attention. It wasn’t something that you hadn’t heard come out of her mouth and directed to you before; she's called you pretty multiple times when you had asked if the outfit you were wearing out looked good or if the makeup you put on was good for this dinner a girl you were seeing on and off wanted to take you out to. But she's never once used it in this context. You got a nervous feeling in your stomach, something you recognized as butterflies for sure. Fighting the urge to smile at the compliment, a small blush creeping up on your cheeks. Fighting the thoughts you had about her.

It was something new but this one thing…this you weren't going to get used to. You guys were best friends and just roomates. You can't feel anyway about this.You decided to ignore it and take it as a compliment in the moment to make up for the short joke. It definitely wasn’t something serious as you were making.

"I was talking about both of you. The TV and you, Kit-Kate." You put your arm around her shoulder and continued to watch the show. Watching the scene you had been waiting for all night to play. “This was the best cinematic experience I have ever had.” You whispered, now reaching for the spoon again for some ice cream.

Kate beating you to it, already having got another spoonful for you, feeding it to you like she did a couple of seconds ago. You smiled and thanked her before you both decided to cut the show, and search for a movie of both your choosing this time.

[prismarinedoodles]

Another digital drawing I made :3

[unicornconnor]

🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

[piquochino]

soooo, I'm watching "Are you afraid of the dark?" and at this point i think I'm sealed because WHY AM I GIGGLING EVERYTIME I SEE MALIA ON THE SCREEN?????

[stardayzzing]

i love how you draw hal so sos soooo much! i have the very unfortunate annoucement that hal is now OUR wife! /j

this is how i imagine you as. anyways hi! 🤗 nice to meet you

No... No.. She's so special to me.. I won't share my wife but I WILL share this wip because this ask genuinely made me giggle

Hal and her gift for Carol :3

ALSO WHAT DO YOU MEANNN

[goldfish888]

Nico Robin aka. my future girlfriend

[silverlining-ships]

"Told you."

"Told me... what?"

"Told you, I got you 🧡"

[s4mubr3zz1]

PADAM PADAM

I made her lesbian lol

Well, since JD 2025 came out I think about her too much, she's very pretty and I really like her design, AND THE CHOREOGRAPH?! IT'S AMAZING-

and well, I needed to draw her-

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[marvelsgirl616]

the corset...

[eerizon]

fatality.

[rimunagenius]

Off Day

ʚ pairing: Kate Martin x Roommate!reader

ʚ word count: 2.6k words

ʚ warnings: RPF!! angst, creepy!stalker-ish!classmate, harassment, some fluff at the end

ʚ ri speaks: okay so i literally just dropped part one and the masterlist and right after i literally wrote this part! i literally pulled this series out of my ass last night…pardon my french. so i finished the masterlist and first part last night and so far, the feedback im getting is really good so…yay!☺️ anyways, this part is a little dark? but trustttt it will be resolved soon.

Part 2

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You desperately wanted to crawl back into bed, get back under the cool covers, and just lie there until the world ended. Or until Kate got home. Either way, you wanted to be anywhere but class.

Something about today was so off. You woke up and did your routine like any normal day. Kate left earlier than you but came back right before you left. You left her breakfast or lunch, whatever she decided to classify it as on the counter, and said you'd see her later at practice. That was 3 hours ago.

But today you had an exam in your anatomy class. This class was easy but you just did not want to be there because of Nick. Ever since a couple of days ago when you told Kate what went down between him and Gabbie, he's been relentless in getting the details of "your and Kate's relationship." You didn't want to tell him it wasn't Kate because you'd rather have to pretend to date her than anyone in California. Especially the girls you knew.

Something about Nick was off so you weren't going to pick a random girl in your following on Instagram. Knowing him, he'd probably stalk the poor woman. You just wanted to skip this class altogether. You hoped this line in the coffee shop on campus would move faster to possibly find a seat where other people could fill in around you before he could.

"Hey!" You turned your head, pulled one airpod out of your ear, and smiled at the brunette next to you. Her name was Juliana and you had class with her in like ten minutes.

"Oh, my god, hi!" You put the AirPod back in its case, abandoning the tranquility for the rest of whatever conversation was going to ensue.

"Not to be nosy or get in your business, and I really don't want to make you uncomfortable, but that guy over there keeps staring at you." She pointed her finger, subtly, in the direction behind her. You got to be fucken kidding…Nick. "He's been saying things to people in anatomy, saying you guys are talking, and how he doesn't like how you're too close to Kate. Or something like that, it's all unclear. But I found it weird and thought you should know." Her face looked genuinely concerned. Her eyes went soft as she looked at your expression change from friendly to somewhat terrified.

"Oh, my god. Thanks for telling me. I don't even know him. He's asked me out a couple of times but I rejected him. Who is he telling? Do a lot of people know?" You asked her. Your hands started to get clammy, as you started to move to the pick-up counter, your name being called; your drink ready.

"I honestly have no idea, but if anyone asks just tell them you're in a relationship." Juliana suggested, unsure of how to handle the whole situation.

"Yeah, I thought he'd leave me alone when my friend Gabbie had said I was seeing someone already. He automatically assumed it was my best friend Kate." You really thought this was behind you. This was probably the bad feeling you've been feeling all day.

"Oh, so you're not dating Kate?" Juliana asked, her face lightening up.

"No, but she said she was okay with going along with it to keep him away from me. Why? You like her?" You had no idea she swung that way. She usually talked about boy drama whenever you guys did group work in your class.

"Uh, no. But if she decides to start seeing someone and needs to drop the whole "fake girlfriend" thing, you can definitely ask me. I'm happy to help." She smiled warmly at you. You were very grateful for her willingness to help.

"Oh, okay. Thank you so much!" Her friend then called her over, and you both said goodbye. You had already made it to your class. Juliana keeping you company the whole way. You walked in and took a seat, pulling out your phone. You figured you could text Kate and let her know that if Juliana was willing to help, you'd relieve her of her duties. You also wanted to catch her up on what the hell went down in the coffee shop.

"you will not believe what just happened..."

almost instantly, her response bubble popped up.

"omg, what?"

"a friend in my anatomy class came up to me in better buzz and told me some guy was staring at me"

"what guy? are you okay?"

"and the guy was Nick!"

"oh..."

"apparently he's telling people me and him are talking but doesn't like how me and you are so close"

"wtf. are you serious?"

"did you tell her that me and u were together?"

"ab that...she said she would be down to be my "girlfriend" if I needed it. so I was thinking I would just tell ppl that me n her are together, so that way you're not dragged into this mess lol"

"Oh."

"okay for sure."

"I gtg. I'll see you later at practice!"

"alright, see you later. love you!"

" 'bear <3 loved "alright, see you later. love you!" "

Usually, she said it back. You, Kate, and all the girls got in the habit of saying 'love you' to one another because it was true. You all loved each other so dearly. None of you had shame in how you felt about one another and how close you held each other to your hearts. But you just decided to brush it off, she was probably just super busy. 

You honestly had no idea why your mind told you to read into everything she's been saying and texting you, lately. I was seriously getting unhealthy with how much you worried about what she thought about you. You were lost in thought before someone took a seat next to you. Assuming it was Juliana because she was just outside with her friends, you turned to tell her that if she was down to be your "girlfriend." You were pretty startled to see it wasn't her but Nick instead. 

"So, how have you been?" He asked. Something about him seemingly so off. You didn't like the feeling you got around him at all. You noticed his gaze following you out of the shop with Juliana ten minutes ago. You looked around the room, the spots in the class filling up quickly. You saw Juliana walk in, but before you could get her attention, Nick moved into your line of sight and prevented anyone from coming between you two. 

"Uh, good?" You looked down at your phone trying to find anything to keep you looking as uninterested as possible. 

"That's it? Nothing else to say to me?" He seemed to be growing more irritable with the short responses. 

"I don't know what you want me to say, I didn't want to talk to you anyway." You looked at him, wishing he'd go away. You didn't want to say it out loud and catch the attention of everyone around you. 

"Oh, now that's not nice. That's no way to talk to your boyfriend." He said, a weird smile encroaching on his lips. You did not like this at all. You were genuinely starting to get scared. You pulled up Juliana's number, thankful you asked for it last week so you could send her the notes she missed. 

"911. he's starting to really freak me out." 

You sent the message and immediately Nick asked who you had been texting. "Can you please, for the love of god, leave me alone? I'm seeing someone." The smirk on his face dropped, a cold stare being directed right at you. 

"No, you're not. You're seeing me." 

"No, she's not you creep. She's my girlfriend." Juliana then sat on the opposite side of you, staring Nick down. Nick's face flushed, his eyes looking at a few people who had turned around to see what was going on. She placed a hand on your leg.

It wasn't long after your exam and when the class was dismissed that Nick approached you again. He tried to talk to you, you just want to get straight to the Carver stadium. No students that weren't on the team or staff weren't allowed in. You just needed to get there as quickly as possible. 

"Hey! Stop ignoring me." Nick semi-shouted at you. You had put both airpods in, trying to tune him out. It wasn't until he tried to grab your arm and pull you back from walking away from him that you turned around ready to blow up before your saving grace came up to both of you. 

"Hey, man! Watch the fuck out. I don't know who you think you are but you are not gonna put your hands on my friend like that. Not like that, not now, and not ever." Hannah, with the hand she had placed on his arm to throw it off you, pushed him back a little before putting her arm around your shoulder and walking away from him. "That was fucking weird. You know that guy?" She looked back to see if he was still there, and indeed he was. Watching you both walk in the direction towards the arena. 

"No, actually. He's a fucking creep who asked me out a couple of times and took it horribly. He's been harassing me for a little. He was staring at me while I was getting coffee before my class like two hours ago." You said, calming down significantly since Hannah showed up. But your stomach was still uneasy and you really did not want to go to that class tomorrow or ever until he was gone and far away from Iowa City. 

"Yeah, don't walk around campus alone anymore. I'll come to find you after every—what class is this?" 

"Anatomy." 

"Okay, after every one of your anatomy classes, I'll come to find you and we can go to practice together. Do you have friends that know what classes you have and can walk you?" Now that you think about it, Juliana was in a lot of your classes. She wanted to do nursing so most classes you had in the week, were with her. 

"Yeah, funny story. The girl that's pretending to be my girlfriend to keep that guy away, which he obviously doesn't give a damn about, is in a lot of my classes. And it works out because the ones she's not in, Kate takes me because they're on her way." You smiled at the tall girl, grateful. 

"Okay, good. I don't want you getting stalked and possibly worse because of that guy. You should report him before it gets too bad." Hannah suggested, and rightfully so. 

"Yeah, I will. Thanks again, Hannah."

The girls' practice was going well. Until it wasn't. 

"Hey, you got a minute?" You were organizing gauze and wraps in the med bag behind the bench before you looked up and saw Kate holding her nose. 

"Yes, of course, Kate. Another one?" You looked at the girl as she walked around the bench and you handed her a towel. She broke her nose every year, you and Caitlin swore on it. You grabbed some gauze squares and put them in each nostril, to absorb as much blood as possible before you completely ruined the towel. 

"Don't tilt your head back. It could cause clots." You knew she already knew that with how prone Kate was to bloody noses. But it never hurts to refresh her mind, as it is instinct to stop the bleeding. 

"Yeah, thanks." You and Kate stood there while the bleeding stopped. "Alright, I think I'm good." She said a small smile on her face. You saw some blood on her shirt, grabbing the small bottle of peroxide in the bag, and a small gauze pad, you tried to soak as much of it out so it was easier for her when she did laundry. Suddenly your phone started buzzing. A new notification every second. 

"Jeez, who is blowing up your phone?" Kate asked, as she looked at your screen lighting up and watching the notifications pop up one by one.

"I don't know. Can you check?" You asked as you tried to get the last spot of blood off her clothes. 

"It's Instagram. Someone named Nick? Is it that same Nick guy Hannah said harassed the fuck out of you today?" She set your phone down. Your stomach immediately churning. You were honestly getting the creeps. 

"Oh my god. She told you?" You asked as you looked into Kate's eyes. Both of yours mirroring each other. The same worried look. 

"Yeah, and I'm glad she did. You need to say something. Or I can if you're not comfortable." Kate suggested. Now six more new notifications popped up, all from Nick. "I'll block him for you." She said, picking up your phone but stopping to look at you. Her eyes silently asking if that was okay with you.

"Yeah, please." You sighed as you threw the gauze squares away, putting the peroxide back before watching Kate block Nick. On your main and spam account. You have no idea how he found you; your name isn’t in the usernames. You really should go private and change your message settings. "Alright lemme check your nose though, to make sure it's not broken." There was absolutely no need to do this. You knew it was probably just a simple elbow or ball to the face. You both would've known if it was broken. 

"Alright." She sat on the bench, signature manspread. Good lord. You stood between her legs, putting pressure on different parts of her nose, checking for any indication of pain. It was a little tender but that was obvious, and so was you making an excuse to keep Kate a little longer. I mean, could she blame you? You haven't seen her much in the last couple of days. Late practices you missed for studying for your exam, her leaving earlier than you and by the time you get home she's either asleep or visiting her nephew. You missed your best friend.

You could see her looking at you as you checked. Your eyes meet once or twice, small giggles escaping your lips every time. Her eyes dropping to your lips occasionally, watching your tongue poke out a little as you focused on the task at hand. That made her giggle too. "Okay, bear. You're good." You kissed the top of her head and patted her shoulder before she stood up and ran back to the court. 

"If I roll my ankle, do I get a cute nickname and a kiss too?" Caitlin shouted as she pretended to throw herself on the ground. You laughed at her antics loudly before nodding your head and yelling yes. You laughed harder as she pretended to limp towards you. 

"Yeah, I'm gonna need like ten kisses to make this unbearable pain go away."  She fakes winced as she took a seat in the spot Kate was previously in, resting her "injured" foot on the chairs next to her. 

"Oh for sure, Cait." You laughed.

Suddenly, Sydney, Kylie, Jada, and Gabbie, hobbled over pretending to be injured to get their kisses too. "You need one too, Coach Bluder?" You shouted after you made your way through half the lineup. You made the assistant coaches laugh, including Coach herself. The practice was better after that, but you just couldn't shake the events from today off. 

Maybe another movie night with Kate would fix this. A lot of ice cream must be eaten tonight. Just one night, peaceful, and Nick free.

[the-dramatic-sapphic]

Dr Addison Montgomery my love

[follyslittlebunny]

pov: folly just stepped onto the elevator

[pussyydestroyer]

“I won't let you go”

Pairing: Sam Carpenter x fem!reader

Warning: +18, smut, rub, ride, strap-on, vaginal sex, a terrible attempt at daddy and breeding kink, semi public sex?, jealous Sam (reader receiving)

Word count: 3.1k

Her hand on your thigh slowly moved up to your waist to pull you towards her, eliciting a gasp from you against her lips as your back arched.

Her touch sent bursts of heat throughout your body, wanting all of her and more.

You hadn't seen her for a while due to distance and work, but now more than ever you needed her to hit all the right spots inside you.

Your arm was around her neck along with your other hand on her cheek so you could feel her closer to you.

The kisses that had once been wild and passionate were now clumsy and breathless. But still, neither of you wanted to separate.

Her free hand found its way between your legs, brushing your inner thigh until it put pressure on your core.

"Fuck," you moaned breathlessly against her lips with a lustful smile before resting your forehead against her shoulder.

You were so sensitive to her touch that she knew perfectly well you couldn't last any longer without her touching you.

Sam rubbed two of her fingers on your clit through the thick fabric of her pants, just to tease you further and push you over the edge.

Your breath came out in sharp pants despite the lack of friction she was giving you.

You grunt and scratch at the back of her shirt in frustration at the lack of stimulation, making Sam chuckle hoarsely.

You shamelessly buck your hips against her hand, but nothing eases the ache of being released.

"Are you sure no one's here?" Your voice comes out choked and hoarse as you briefly raise your squinted gaze to survey the space.

As soon as she opened the door for you a few minutes ago, you immediately threw yourself into her arms, which didn't give you time to check if anyone was in the apartment Sam shared with her sister and friends.

Sam, who was still teasing you, managed to squirm you against her body, took a quick look around.

“Everyone left a while ago, I don't think they'll be back until the evening.��

Her low, thick voice, along with her noticeable, cocky smile, were turning you on more and more, making it impossible to ignore your desire.

You glance at her out of the corner of your eye with a mischievous smirk. “Better for me.”

With a swift movement, you grab her by the shoulders, roughly pushing her against the back of the couch before straddling her hipst

She groans and automatically places her hands on your hips as you moan, immediately feeling a bulge hit your center.

Her hair a mess and her chest heaving wildly was driving you wild, so you wasted no time leaning in to kiss her again.

Her hands, which fit perfectly around you, slowly move your hips forward, causing the bulge to rub against your aching core.

Gasps echo in the room as you begin to grind your hips against her.

She guides your movements faster and faster, but never fast enough.

Every now and then, you break away from the kiss so you can gasp and moan, but she immediately captures your lips with hers, not giving you time to compose yourself.

Her hands move from your hips to the hem of your shirt, tugging it up.

Sam stares at you hungrily once your naked body is before her. Your labored breathing is in sync with the hip movements Sam had established earlier.

Lips slightly parted, your gaze fixed on hers, trying to kiss her again while all you can focus on is her hands running over your skin and that bulge that hits you more with each movement.

Sam doesn't lean in, just enjoying watching how restless you are moving on top of her.

She just laughs, delicately running her fingers up your back until she reaches your bra, which she quickly unclasps with a deft movement.

The thin fabric falls from your chest, revealing your breasts. Sam then sets it aside on the couch so he can admire you better.

You laugh and caress her cheek when she sees that she's no longer looking at your eyes

Sam wastes no more time, moving her hands up so that each one rests on your breasts and leaning down to kiss your neck.

Her kisses moved in sync with her hands, moving in gentle, circular motions, making it difficult for you to continue rubbing yourself like before.

The sounds that had once been gasps and rapid breaths had now turned into muffled moans from both of you.

Your mind was a blur of desire and pleasure as you tangled your fingers in her hair to pull her closer.

Sam's kisses were interspersed with bites and hickeys that would clearly leave marks for days.

She wanted to make up for the long time she wasn't with you.

Every now and then, she would squeeze your nipples hard, making you moan loudly.

"You're pretty sure everyone's gone, aren't you?" You managed to gasp, having a slight spark of rational thought.

You didn't want anyone to come out of God knows where and see you both in the living room like this.

Sam continued her wonderful work on your body, ignoring your worries. "I'm so damn sure."

Her voice was muffled by your skin, and she bit you hard to stop you from thinking too much about it.

You groaned, biting your lip before continuing to move your hips.

This all felt so good it could take you over the edge, but your mind kept thinking of all the embarrassing possibilities where you could be interrupted. “And if someone comes in and…”

Sam, tired of being interrupted, huffs in frustration, separating from your skin to grab your jaw and pull it down to look deep into your eyes.

“You like the song ‘Cat’s in the Cradle’, right?”

You looked at her, bewildered, even though your features showed more arousal than confusion.

You didn’t complain when she roughly grabbed you, only your movements began to slow down until you were completely still. “Yes, I like it.”

You had shown this song to Sam a few days ago, telling her that you really liked it because of the meaningful lyrics and their meaning. And honestly, you don’t know why she’s asking you this in this situation.

Her fingers dig deeper into your jaw, closing the distance between you two so much that you can feel her breathing again.

“Well, you’re the father and I’m the son.” She pauses for a few seconds to observe your agitated and bewildered expression before continuing, “And if you don't take the time to play catch with me right now, I might not be around later when you're retired.”

The intense gazes didn't break. What Sam said was completely out of place, and you disliked it because of the way it twisted a beautiful song into something unpleasant, but you didn't want her to stop. “Uh, I don't love this allegory for us.”

She lets go of you to laugh, resting her forehead against your chest at the look of disgust on your face.

You wait for her to stop teasing and watch as she pulls out of you to give you a quick kiss on the lips. “Alright. Go to bed.”

You push her shoulders again, somewhat annoyed by what she said, and walk to Sam's room.

She smiles as she watches your hips move momentarily before quickly walking behind you and locking the door once you're both inside.

Sam makes sure the door is securely closed, and when she turns around, she sees you in only your panties, leaning on your forearms with your legs slightly open for her.

She can't take her eyes off you, not in the position you were in.

She quickly climbs onto the bed, spreading your legs wider so she can position herself between them.

Her touch was soft and warm, but you knew from the hungry way she was looking at you that sex wouldn't be the same.

Once your both lips meet again, you finally lie back down so Sam is completely on top of you.

Your fingers tangle in her messy hair as the kiss turns passionate again.

Your hands slowly move down her spine to the hem of her shirt, which you clumsily tug up.

Sam catches your movements, breaking away from the kiss to get on her knees and remove her shirt.

Your eyes widen in excitement and desire at the sight of her exposed torso.

You give her a quick glance from her heaving chest to her defined abdomen, having too many lewd thoughts in a couple of seconds.

With a smirk, Sam positions herself on top of you again, this time holding your waist, keeping you in place.

The kisses continued, her grip on you strong but not painful.

Gasps and muffled sighs leave you as Sam begins to grind her hips.

Her cock is once again properly positioned against your throbbing, aching core.

Sam gasps as she feels your nails digging into her back as she continues to rub herself shamelessly.

Her movements were arousing and torturous until her cock hits your clit hard, making you squirm and moan.

“Sam, please,” you beg between gasps, your voice shaking, feeling like you couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Please what, my love?” She knew exactly what you wanted, but she wouldn’t do it until you used your own words.

Her breathless voice as she continued to rub herself, and the need to have her inside you was overwhelming. “Put it inside me.”

Your gazes met again. Your pleading eyes flickered between her parted lips and her half-closed eyes.

Sam couldn't resist the way you sounded so needy. "I'm going to fill you up. Turn around."

Those words, full of promise, made an inexplicable heat build in your belly.

Sam pulled away from you to give you time to adjust.

You were barely getting into the position Sam instructed when she grabbed your hips and roughly pressed them against hers, causing a strangled moan.

She laughed at the sight of you stumbling and glared at her over your shoulder. "Stop whining about everything."

She said, not looking you in the eye as she was concentrating on rubbing her hard cock against your wet, panty-covered pussy.

Your head falls down with a low, pleading moan, “Daddy, please.”

Sam bites her lower lip as she watches you clutch the sheets and hears you use that nickname that always turned her on.

She continues to move her hips a little more before moving away a few inches. “Alright, princess.”

The sound of the belt hitting the metal, followed by the buzz of the zipper as it was pulled down, was deafening and exciting at the same time.

Once her pants were off, she did the same to your panties, sending a shiver down your spine in anticipation.

Sam took the length of her black cock and positioned it at your slit, lightly rubbing her tip against you.

Your head remained lowered, your lips pressing together as you waited for Sam to do more than just tease you with her tip.

After a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, Sam slowly inserted the tip of her cock.

Your fingers dug deeper into the sheets, and your breathing became labored.

Sam checked to make sure you were okay before placing her hands on your waist, then carefully moving her hips forward and guiding yours toward hers at the same time.

Your mouth opened wider, letting out a high-pitched moan as she entered you deeper.

Sam paused momentarily. Her cock was now fully inside you, and the smile of lust and satisfaction couldn't be taken away from you.

"Do you like that?" Sam knew perfectly well that you loved having her so deep inside you that you couldn't speak properly.

You nod weakly, along with a hum, making Sam chuck at your verbal difficulty.

Sam couldn't take her eyes off your fiery figure.

Your forehead was almost touching the sheets, you were holding onto your forearms, your body arched, and your hips tilted slightly upward.

All of this was making her more determined to give you everything you wanted.

Her hips rocked back, taking the full length of her cock out before thrusting roughly into you.

Moaning and trembling, Sam thrusts in and out of you again.

The heavy breaths of both of you as their hips collided resonated in the room.

Her large cock filled you in an inexplicable way, and Sam knew you loved it.

Her gasps became more frantic as she thrust her cock into you, rubbing her clit against it.

Your back arches further and your moans become more agitated and high-pitched as Sam hits that spot that makes you see stars.

You were on the verge of climax, though Sam wasn't close, but he'd do her best to see you collapse right now.

Her nails dug into your skin as she adjusted herself, remaining on her knees but bending her leg beside you on the bed while her other hand moved up your back to grasp your neck.

Now her movements were more abrupt and frantic.

Sam's agitated moans let you know she was enjoying it just as much as you were.

Her grip was firm and painful, yet arousing at the same time. You didn't care that she was leaving marks all over your skin.

Their hips thrashing together grew louder and louder, and their moans reached a point where they became synchronized with the pleasure you both felt.

The heat in your belly felt so suffocating that you could come at any moment, until someone knocking on the other side of the door distracted you both.

Sam frustratedly slowed down her thrusts while you reluctantly bit your lip to stifle any sound just to know who it was.

Sam didn't stop, only slowed down only to hear that the other person was Quinn, who was instantly recognized by both of you as she cleared her throat before speaking.

"Sam..." she paused momentarily with a smirk. "Have you seen y/n?"

Sam was somewhat confused and annoyed by Quinn, who only interrupted your because she wanted to know about you.

Normally, she wasn't jealous, but being interrupted in the middle of your intimacy did anger her somewhat. "Why?"

Quinn's smirk never faded. She could sense something else was going on on the other side of the door from Sam's sharp, brusque tone.

"We had plans this afternoon, so..." A deafening silence echoed in the space. The idea of Quinn spending time with you bothered her quite a bit.

On the other side, Quinn heard rapid, heavy breathing, which made her smile grow as she recognized, from experience, that Sam and you were having sex. "Are you nailing her?"

"Yeah," you moaned instantly, unable to handle Sam's tortuous movements while she simultaneously denied it.

In a desperate attempt to keep you quiet and not expose any more than you already were, Sam puts all her weight against your back, then moves her hand from your neck and shoves two fingers in your mouth to gag you.

“Shut up,” she whispers in your ear, praying Quinn doesn’t hear more than she should.

Your eyebrows arch along with your back as you close your eyes while sucking and moaning against her fingers.

Quinn laughs knowingly at the sound of your satisfied voice. She takes a few steps back, deciding not to disturb you and letting the two of you continue on your way, no innuendos whatsoever. “Destroy her ass!”

Quinn encourages Sam with a teasing smile tugging at her lips, clearly displeasing Sam, before turning and withdrawing.

Sam continued her gentle thrusts, her fingers inside your mouth, waiting for any sign that Quinn was gone until the door clicked shut in the distance, signifying her departure from the apartment.

With that, Sam pulls out and roughly enters you, releasing a groan that had been stuck in your throat for several seconds. Your cheeks hollowed around her fingers one last time before Sam pulled out to move her hand to one of your breasts, squeezing it roughly.

Moans and gasps from both of you filled the room again as you tried your best to support her weight.

Sam began thrusting again with all her hmight, as if something on her mind was bothering her.

Her moans grew closer as she pressed her forehead against the back of your neck.

"Why she wanted you?" Her breathless, agitated voice showed that she was very upset, although all you could pay attention to was how good she was fitting into you.

You tried to find any answer to her obvious jealousy, but your mind was so clouded with pleasure that all that came out was a breathless moan. “I don’t know…”

“You don’t know?” she insisted. Sam’s mind was filled with thoughts of you and Quinn alone together, irritating her more than it already was.

You were really struggling to come up with a coherent answer that Sam would even accept.

You were both close to reaching your own climaxes again, but neither of you would do so until Sam was done with her interrogation.

“She wanted to hang out with me.”

You moaned and tightened your grip on the sheets when she squeezed your nipple.

Sam didn’t want to see you with Quinn. She knew Quinn was capable of doing anything just to be alone with you. “And you just obey her?”

She groans. She was having too much trouble forming words as she felt the heat building in her belly from constantly rubbing her clit with her cock.

“No,” you moan sharply, clinging to the sheets with everything you have. “I only obey you, Daddy…”

This was enough for Sam to press her forehead harder into the back of your neck to receive her climax.

Her hand moved down to your stomach to hold on as he continued to thrust, giving her all.

Your climax hit a few seconds later, moaning her name and reaching back to grip her hip.

Your fluids trickle down her cock as Sam slows down, knowing you’d reached your orgasm.

With soft, uneven breaths, she carefully pulls out of you and slowly lies down beside you as you fall exhausted onto the bed.

Her narrowed, tired eyes shift to your boneless form.

She sighs, bringing both hands to her face before unbuckling her strap and placing it on a corner of the bed. She leans closer to you, smoothing your messy locks away from your face.

Your eyes slowly open and you see her smiling with noticeable fatigue.

"You're not going anywhere. You're staying with me" she says in a husky voice, then places a kiss on your sweaty forehead and snuggles up to your side.

I didn't know how to put that fragment of Keep Breathing but I had to. I hope someone understands that reference.

[cinnamoncatto]

I drew this with my ✨dying✨ drawing pad (dw i only wanted to snap it in half 3 times)