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jareaul0ver · 7 months ago

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I’m IN LOVE with your Nika content. Maybe I’ve seen too many edits where she looks pissed but would you maybe ever write something about her being more rough with you for the first time ?🫢🫣

wc: 1.4k warnings: pure filth below, pissed off nika, strap on usage r!receiving but nika still getting off, sucking the strap, overstimulation, rough handling, biting, cursing, boobs! pairings: nika x fem!reader

Nika’s hands held a firm grip on your ass as she kissed you hard. You barely had time to ask why she looked so pissed off before she was on you. You couldn’t complain, though, not when she trailed down to your neck and nipped at it with her teeth.

She elicited a groan from you and it only made her grip on your ass tighten. Surely you would wake up the next morning with bruises in the shape of fingerprints from how hard she was holding you.

Her teeth sunk into the sweet spot on your neck and you sucked in a sharp breath. “Nika,” you mumbled. She ignored you and continued her assault on your skin, leaving bite marks all over your neck.

You gently pushed her off of you and her eyes immediately met yours. They were usually soft and filled with affection for you, but right now they only looked lustful and pissed.

After starting at her for a moment, you shook your head and lifted your shirt off and threw it to the ground. Nika moved forward and reconnected her lips to your neck, slowly making her way down to your collarbone.

Her hands slipped underneath your thighs and lifted you up. You gasped at her actions and quickly wrapped your arms around her neck and your legs around her waist for stability even though she was strong and you knew she could carry you easily.

Her lips were attached to your neck as she slowly carried you into your bedroom. She sat you on the edge of the bed and looked down at you before practically ripping your bra off.

She eyed your chest and bit her bottom lip before speaking. “Strip, I’ll be back.” She said firmly before turning around and walking to her bedroom.

You were a little confused, but knew better than to disobey her right now, so you stripped into nothing. You discarded your clothes on the floor and sat there waiting for Nika to return.

Once she finally walked back into the room, your lips parted and eyes widened. She was fully naked, like you, except for the harness with a strap on around her waist.

“Nika-“ you breathed out as she walked over to you and grabbed your chin.

“Hm?” Her grip was strong on your face. Her thumb ran over your lip and she spoke hoarsely. “Open.” You obeyed and she placed her thumb on your tongue. You closed your mouth around it and sucked for a second before she pulled it out.

She gathered a handful of your hair and pushed you down off the bed and onto your knees. You looked at the fake dick hanging from her waist. It wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t small by any means; it was probably the biggest thing you were going to take.

Your eyes darted up to hers and she saw the concerned look in them. Her face softened and her hand fell to caress your jaw. “If you don’t want this, we don’t have to do it.” Her thumb stroked your cheek. “But if you do, I’m not holding back, bebo.”

You swallowed nervously and nodded. “Okay.”

Nika nodded back at you before leaning down and pressing a kiss to your head. Her one hand gripped your hair while the other held the base of the strap. She tapped the tip of it against your lips.

You opened your mouth and she slid it in. A small groan left her lips at the sight of you about to suck her off. She thrusted forward slowly and your hands reached around her thighs for support.

She hit the back of your throat, making you gag, and she cursed under her breath. That finally set her off. She started slowly fucking your face with the strap. The tip hit the back of your throat over and over, and although it was something you weren’t used to, you felt heat pooling at your pussy.

Tears pricked at your eyes and you gazed up at her. She pulled the strap out of your mouth and you let out a deep breath. She wasn’t finished, though. She pulled you up to her before pushing you onto your back on the bed.

You scooted back and she crawled onto the bed after you, leaning on her knees. She took the strap and tapped it against your clit. You moaned and bucked your hips a little. Without warning, she lined herself up with you and slid it into your cunt.

You threw your head back against the pillow at the sensation of her being in you. It burned, but it burned good. She moved slowly at first, letting you adjust, but she was getting as needy as you were.

The base of the strap was hitting her clit perfectly. Her thrusts quickly picked up and she leaned over you. Her hands gripped your tits for support, and you cried out at the touch.

Your arms flung around her neck and scratched at the base of it. She leaned down further, her hand landing near your ear as she pounded into you. She groaned at the noises you were making, and felt herself getting closer to cumming.

You were on a whole other planet at this point. She was fucking you relentlessly and you felt the knot in your stomach tightening. “Fuck, Nika I’m- I’m gonna cum.” You whined, your words flowing right into her ear.

She reached down with one of her hands and rubbed small circles on your clit. You threw your head back and arched your body up into hers. The both of you were getting close to finishing. Nika’s hits jutted against yours erratically as her core tensed up.

The strap wasn’t doing much for her pleasure anymore, but your consistent whines and pleads were incredibly close to finishing her off. With a few more thrusts of her dick and circles on your clit, you came, her name spilling out of your mouth.

This sent her over the edge. She kept thrusting into you, but she slowed her pace to allow for you to both ride our your highs. She smashed her lips back onto yours and you kissed her dazedly.

She wasn’t finished with you, though. After you had caught your breath, she flipped you to be on top of her, the strap still in your dripping cunt. You gasped when she thrusted up into you.

“Nika I- I can’t.” You muttered through heavy breaths as she pumped in and out of you.

Her hands tightly gripped your ass and helped bounce you on the strap. “Yes you can.” She growled and you threw your head back. Tears pricked at your eyes, but you took over, moving yourself up and down.

You were incredibly sensitive, and so was she, so it didn’t take long for the knots in your cores to build back up again. The sound of your ass hitting her legs while you fucked yourself on the strap made Nika shudder.

“Just like that.” She bit her bottom lip and thrusted up into you. A few tears ran down your face at the feeling, and you swore you saw God as you came again.

Nika kept going, she was greedy and needed to cum again. You were so overstimulated and fucked out, but you refused to deny her another orgasm. With another few thrusts, she came with a loud moan, her grip on your ass incredibly bruising.

You came again and your body slumped. Your chest fell onto hers and you pleaded in her ear. “No more, please.”

She nodded and gently pulled out of you, a small gasp coming from your lips at the empty sensation. She shuffled out of the strap and tossed it onto the floor next to your bed.

Her hands ran up your spine and she rubbed your back soothingly. “Are you okay? Was it too much?” She whispered in your ear, the soft Croatian girl you usually knew coming back.

You shook your head. “No, no, I’m okay. I just..” You kissed her neck softly and she hummed. “I’ve never felt that fucking good before.”

She laughed into your ear and smiled. You spoke again. “Maybe I should get you pissed off more often if it’s gonna end up like this.”

She gripped your sides and you yelped. “Don’t even think about it.” She husked against your ear, earring a small giggle from your lips.

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delusional-day-dreamer · 4 months ago

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pretty in pink - p.b

‣ paige bueckers x reader!

‣ wc: 2835

‣‣ synopsis: your longtime (not so secret) girlfriend surprises you by dying her hair your favorite color! takes place before and on july 22nd (aka paige's sneakity peakity live). literally just tooth-rotting fluff and a little kissing!

‣‣‣ a/n: this is the fic that won in the poll (i'm not surprised y'all chose paige) but the next one i have scheduled to release is one of the nika ones! hopefully i'll be more consistent with writing in these next few weeks before school starts.

On your way home after a very successful meeting planning out the beginning of the uconn women's basketball team season, especially with media days and pressers, there was only one thing that could've made your night better. The presence of your beloved girlfriend, Paige Bueckers.

You and Paige had started dating in the middle of her junior year and your sophomore year, but that's not to say the two of you weren't harboring feelings for a while before that. Being one of the team photographers had allowed you to spend a lot of time with the uconn wbb team on and off the court, and you were very close with basically all of the players, especially Azzi.

Being in Azzi's year meant that she was the first person you connected with, having two classes with her outside of basketball definitely helped your relationship as well.

So it was nothing less of a delight to her when she would often catch your gaze lingering on her other best friend, Paige Bueckers, for just a second too long at games or certain practices you were called to take shots of.

As little did you know, she had caught on to the fact that Paige bore a huge crush on the pretty photographer who always got the best shots of her, came to check up on her before both her meniscus and acl surgeries and stayed with her multiple nights afterwards, and to top it all off, always gifting her the cutest bouquets of her favorite purple flowers.

She only put up with the two of you respectively complaining to her about your ever-consuming feelings for three ish months, before finally setting the two of you up to privately confess in your hotel room on Christmas Eve after an easy dub for UConn.

After a few shedded tears, excited giggles, slight teasing, and searing kisses, the two of you made it official, not telling anyone on the team, except Azzi of course, until around Valentine's Day, and still keeping it on the down low from the media, but you often joined Paige as her plus one to events pertaining to and outside basketball.

And unfortunately for the two of you lovestruck fools, you weren't the most discreet when making heart eyes at each other. The fans were not oblivious to the way Paige would look for you before, during, and after games, the fact that majority of your best photography was of Paige, and your friendly, but all too coupley sweet, interactions.

With this shipping, of course, came a huge following and obsessed, loving fan base for you and Paige. Fans ate up the aesthetic posts that graced your instagram feed, your occasional but always viral tiktoks, and your carefully curated list of public playlists on spotify and apple music (some that fans noticed had paige's favorite songs on).

And yet, you never outright addressed the rumors, despite your tiktok reposts hinting at the fact that you were dating someone, and small sly remarks occasionally dropped on KK's live hinting at your taken status, you and Paige had never found the need to publicly announce your relationship, reveling in the privacy you two were able to maintain while (badly) keeping it a secret.

That is, up until about a month ago. With the difficult conversation of whether Paige would enter the draft or stay another year at UConn, the possibility of long distance and what the future of your relationship would look like, you and Paige decided that you would make the most out of the last year you had together at university, and that included being able to publicly love up on your girlfriend.

Though you had never decided when and how to announce your relationship, agreeing that you would just go with the flow when it seemed right, Paige had a different idea in mind at how to hard launch your relationship to the rest of the world.

A random KK Arnold live in the middle of your junior year

"Y/n/n, the live wants to see more of you. They just can't get enough of you girly pop, they in loveeee," KK sang out, knowing the reason you so scarcely appeared on her lives was the fact that you were just a little camera shy, not used to constantly being in front of the media like the girls on the team were.

"KK I'm literally bare-faced in pajamas," you whispered from behind the camera, scratching the side of your face as you glanced at Paige sitting next to her.

"Girl boo, ain't no one care. You look good either way, just come say hi to the fans," she insisted, trying to ease you out your shell. Everyone on the team knew what an outgoing social butterfly you were, but social media had always intimidated you to a certain extent, which is why you preferred being behind the camera rather than in front of it.

You glanced at Paige again, who nodded encouragingly and scooted to the side, opening a space for you to take a seat between the two girls.

You sighed as you made your way to the couch, sitting criss-crossed between the two basketball players as KK's arm immediately swung to rest around your shoulders, happily introducing you to her live.

"Y'all if you don't know Miss Y/N, you should. She's our little camera girl and gets us right, EVERY TIME. I don't know if I can allow her to leave after next year because she's the only person out here that actually gets my angles right. Plus, we all in her little bougie apartment right now, y'all don't understand that she lives better than all of us here," You smiled at KK's rambling, she was one of the younger girls you had a particular soft spot for, and she always referred to you and Paige as her parents with how close you guys were.

"Okay so boom, let's do a little q and a with y/n so y'all can get to know who she is. You ready?" She turned to you, fake holding an imaginary mic in her hand as she got ready to "interview" you.

"Well if the fans want to know, who am I to say no?" You shrugged, loosening up a little with how infectious KK's energy was.

"Okay bars, let's start off with what the people want to know," she scanned over the influx of comments coming in to the livestream, picking out a few before turning back to you.

"Easy one first since apparently no one here pays attention to what I say, who are you and why do you know us?" She side-eyed the camera, pretending to be annoyed that people didn't listen to her explanation the first time. Paige sat silently next to you, doing her best to not stare at you lovingly on camera, knowing how intricately fans analyzed any of your interactions together.

"I'm y/n l/n and I'm one of the photographers for the women's basketball team. Have been since I was a freshman, and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon, so y'all are stuck with me," you proceeded to stick your tongue out at Aubrey, who was all the way in the edge of the live's background, but still visible as she pretended to choke herself at the mention of you staying for the next two years.

"Anyways, hmmm," you leaned in to the camera slightly, reading over the questions to find an appropriate one to answer.

"Oh my favorite color, that's literally one of the easiest questions ever. Pink, no doubt about it. I have so many pink things in my apartment."

"Someone said, you should give a little pink tour, you could show them your like matcha station thing and your bedroom, it's like a unicorn threw up pink in there. Plus all your little stuffed animals," KK joked, making fun of your obsession with the color.

"Maybe next time guys, going straight to the bedroom the first time we meet is crazyyy," you teased, inciting laughter from multiple of the girls lounging around you living room.

"Yo chilll," Paige quipped, gently tapping your knee with the back of her hand as she smirked up at you from her slouched position against your couch cushions.

You raised an eyebrow at her teasingly, giggling as you break off her gaze to return your attention back to the live.

"Which one of your stuffed animals is your favorite? Okay so for the most part they're all Jellycats, or like the weighted dinosaurs from Target, but my favorite by far is my little Jellycat bouquet of flowers, it's the cutest thing I’ve ever been gifted," You smiled, excited to talk about a part of your life that the viewers didn't know was about Paige.

When you first came to UConn, you only brought one stuffed animal with you from your vast childhood collection at home, the little pink bunny from Jellycat. But over the past three years, your college collection had grown solely due to the gifts Paige bought you, knowing how much you loved having those parts of her at night when she couldn't make it for some reason or was at away games you weren't scheduled for.

You continued to scan over the comments, doing your best to bite back a smile at the ones freaking out over you and Paige. You were used to it by now, but the thrill of secrecy never failed to make your heart race.

Back to present

Walking up to the steps of your apartment, you had no clue what surprise Paige had prepared for you, as you weren't expecting her to fly back until tomorrow. But when Brittany had called Paige to discuss the game plan for the teams upcoming shoot with a semi permanent hair dye brand, Paige immediately knew the perfect surprise to greet you with after your long separation due to her “world tour”.

Originally, the two of you were supposed to travel together, using the trip as a hard launch, but after some last minute issues with your time off with work and the busy schedule they crammed onto you, you decided it would be best to stay back while Paige enjoyed her solo tour, even though it was far from easy.

The two of you were constantly texting and calling whenever you found a spare minute in your busy days, and it was the only thing keeping you sane the last two weeks. And when you said constantly texting, you meant it.

And apparently, even Paige's friends recognized how down bad she was without you, after Flaujae exposed her for cheesing at her phone while texting you at the WNBA All-Star game, which you immediately found out about by the influx of comments tagging you, questioning if you were the person responsible. You were, of course, but they didn't need to know that. At least for now, to your knowledge at least.

Opening the door to your apartment, you set your shoes down on the neat rack you had set up, hanging up your keys on the wall above it as you made your way to your bedroom, unsuspecting as to what awaited you.

"Oh my god," you shrieked, processing the sight that greeted you as you reached right outside the door frame, mouth agape as your eyes took in the figure perched by the edge of your neatly made, pink bed, grinning at your shocked expression.

"Paige what the fuck, oh my god. You're here, you're pink, what the hell," you exclaimed hurriedly, rushing into your room to envelop your girlfriend in a tight hug, wrapping your arms around her neck as she encircled your waist.

She couldn't help but laugh at your reaction, angling her head up from your stomach so she could speak directly to you.

"Hey baby, you like it?" She grinned, pleased with the way your night was about to play out.

"You're so pink what the hell, when did you even find time to do this?" You questioned, running your fingers through her freshly dyed pink hair, in awe of the way your girlfriend could pull off just literally any look.

"Right before I left LA, figured if I was gonna dye my hair for the shoot I might as well make it my girl's favorite color yeah? But like, it looks good right?"

You raised an eyebrow at her not so subtle dig at you not answering her question, needing the validation from you to approve her new look.

You thought about your response for a second, going back and forth between teasing her a little, just to pull on her leg for shits and giggles, or just fawning over her the way you've been dying to do since she left the warmth of your embrace.

But, inevitable your longing to shower her in compliments and kisses overpowered any need to pester her, and it clearly showed on your face as your mouth broke out in a wide smile.

"You look so pretty baby. On God. Literally the most beautiful girlfriend ever," you gushed, tucking the front pieces of her hair behind her ears so you could take a look at her new piercings as well.

You had quite a few ear piercings from when you were bored in high school, the glint of gold jewelry along your ear almost always prominent since you wore majority of the earrings 24/7, and Paige would be lying if she said her piercings weren’t slightly inspired by yours.

“And these as well?” You teased, referring to her helix and seconds. “So sexy, truly P,” you nodded at her, grinning wide as you leaned down for a kiss.

You sighed against Paige’s lips, forgoing the teasing demeanor you held as you felt the craving for her subside, eager to finally have her back in your arms. Your mouth moved hungrily against hers, using one hand to grasp at her jaw and the other at the base of her neck, holding her tight in a desperate attempt to re-memorize the taste of her lips.

Paige’s grip on your waist tightened, before one hand left to travel down to your ass, playfully smacking your left cheek before grabbing onto the fat to pull you in closer to her, her intentions to drag you onto the bed next to her clear.

You whined as you broke away from her kiss, resisting her attempt to pull you down as you pouted down at her.

“No outside clothes on the bed Paige, I need to go shower first,” you insisted, rubbing your thumb against her cheek.

“You know lucky for me I have quite a bit of free time right now, and an extra shower never hurt anybody,” she quipped back, unwilling to separate from your presence now that she finally had you.

“Yeah?” You smirked, grabbing her hand as you led her outside your room and into the bathroom across the hall.

The Next Day; UConn women’s locker room (i think?)

You glanced up from your phone, watching as Paige moved around the locker room, posing with Ice, Azzi, Morgan, and Carol, setting her phone lower so the camera couldn't see anyone but her.

She raised her eyebrow at you questioningly, silently asking whether you wanted to be shown on the live from your seat in the corner of the locker.

You nodded at her, beckoning her over to sit next to you as you set your phone down, smiling at her as she made her way over to you.

“Since y’all wanna know why I chose pink, thought it was obvious but apparently not,”

She extended her arm outwards so that both of your bodies could easily fit in the frame of the camera.

“You know I had to make it my girl’s favorite color, now all that’s left is for y/n to do hers purple,” She glanced at you out of the corner of her eye, making sure you were okay with how easily she referred to you as “her girl” in front of the thousands of viewers.

“Just cause you look pretty in pink does not mean I’m dying my hair purple Paige, I can’t pull all that off like you can baby,” you flirted shamelessly, running your fingers through your hair as you smirked at the blush that rose to her cheeks at your very public display.

“Aight not too much now,” She rose from her seat, patting your thigh off camera as she walked over to Brittany, cheesing and blushing hard as she avoided looking down at the camera until she posed with Brittany, smiling as her eyes skimmed over the flood of shocked and astonished comments regarding your relationship.

“Yeah that’s my girl, what ‘bout it?”

Let’s just say following Paige’s live and your respective hard launch posts on instagram, your phone has never and probably will never again experience such a quick and constant rush of notifications over the span of four days.

a/n: hope y'all enjoyed!!

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