❝ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐖 2 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓! ❞ bueckers' bm. she/her. adult. black & dominican.

⤷ call me . . . 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 ˎˊ˗ 01. rules, 02. navi, 03. nonnies

𝓸𝐭𝐡𝓮𝐫 𝐛𝓵𝓸𝐠𝐬. 𓊆ྀི @princesathescientist & @dollfacediaries 𓊇ྀི

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MWAH !! 💋💋💋 of course bae that's what i'm here for 😉

uhh DUHHH ofc u can boo😚😚welcome to the dollhouse💗

okk while a bitch stresses & writes let me introduce you to the flawless combination of

2010s country and paige 😩😩 it's literally taking everything in me not to make every fic named after my CUNTry songs

thank you soso much lovie !!! def more to come☺️😚💗

i'm actually attemptinggg to make a schedule for posts rn, but i figured it'd be more fun if i just kinda posted whenever — but i am getting the hang of writing and am HOPING to be posting full 2-3 times (+ as long as y'alls requests fit them: lots of blurbs) a day pretty soon!!! there's a fic in the drafts that's almost done but i'm a perfectionisttt so we'll see😚😚

guys chill on me holy shattttt😨😨i love u guys sm💗💗💗

thank you soooo much cutie☺️☺️☺️y'all needa stop boosting my egoo ( jk i love it and u guys dis much🫸🏼 🫷🏼)

awww thank you so much !!! firstly for the compliment, i love writing fics and i'm glad ur enjoying😚😚second for the suggest idk WHY i didn't think of that so thank you sm lovie🥰i'll def be doing that from now on🫰🫰

thank you soo muchyyyyy🥰🥰ntm guys i'm easy

wait omg i luv dattt😏💗bedtime smut = best smut

&&&. uconn!paige x dollygf!oc

⌗ NORMAL GIRL ˳ᐟ ─── ⸝⸝ ❝ you love the way i pop my top, or how i lose my cool, or how i look at you. / you like it when i be aggressive! ❞

summary. rubi gets pissed when girls throw themselves at paige—again. luckily for paige, she's more than accustomed to dealing with her girl's tantrums. includes. 1.9k words.

a/n. hey loves !! this was a ROUGH&TOUGH write bc tumblr deleted ts like 20 billion times andddd it's also not proofread cause i was deadass abt to just trash it😗BUT i finished it so thats what matters andd hopefully it's good💗💗love ya'llll

𝓟aige had just had a great game. Which wasn't very rare, seeing as she always played better than most. But, this game specifically? It really took the fucking cake.

I mean, who plays so amazingly that every girl in the building decides to throw themselves at her—completely disregarding the fact that the blonde was in a relationship?!

That took some real...skill.

A skill that seemed to only be possessed by Rubi's girlfriend.

And it might've been ridiculous to be jealous. She knew it was. She was always the one Paige would go home with—the only one Paige made feel good. But that didn't stop her from letting emotions get the best of her.

The girl got off on being the center of Paige's attention, so having to take the backseat to some ditzy, soon-to-be dropout, clout-chasers who were trying to screw her girlfriend was a serious no-no.

Which is why when the rest of the needy crowd cleared out and Paige's tired expression lit up the second her gaze landed on Rubi, she wasn't satisfied in the slightest.

Rubi knew she looked good. She always did. Especially when she was showing out for her girl.

She was pretty, per usual, and all dolled up—perfectly trimmed layers framing your face just right, soft makeup enhancing her babydoll-like features, fresh set of lash extensions widening her doe eyes, favorite gloss glazing her swollen lips, and baby pink blush highlighting the bulbous tip of her button nose and the height of her cherub cheeks.

The "P" necklace Paige had gifted her on their one-year anniversary glinted under the arena lights as she waltzed over to the blonde in her teal Skims dress, her feet adorned with white and gold Miu Miu mules.

And her body looked phenomenal—not that it was a surprise. Her plump tits were on display as they bounced around against the flowers she'd brought for Paige, the fat of her plush asscheeks jiggling along with her thick hips and thighs under the flimsy fabric, and her tan, buttery skin shimmering beneath the lights.

Paige scratched the tip of her nose, whistling lowly as the brunette came to a stop in front of her. Too bad Rubi's doll-like cadence was quickly soured when Paige met her eyes and saw the displeased frown painting her face.

Exhaling deeply like a disappointed mother, the girl rose her perfectly arched eyebrows expectantly—waiting, hoping for Paige to say something stupid.

The blonde smirked awkwardly, taking a step closer as she spoke, "D'you enjoy the gam-" Rubi interrupted by shoving the flowers into Paige's chest, forcing a small oof! from her lips.

Without giving her a chance to respond, Rubi let out an unimpressed scoff, turning quickly over her shoulder and stomping away—Paige followed without hesitation.

"Wh- bae!"

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𝓝ow in the parking garage, her kitten heels clicked rhythmically against the concrete flooring, fat tears glazing over her doe eyes with each step.

Great—now she was crying like a big baby.

Despite their extreme height difference, Rubi being the shorter of the pair, Paige was barely keeping up with the small woman's angry strides. "Rubi, what is up witchu'?" Paige asked incredulously, jogging up to her side.

The brunette huffed annoyedly, refusing to meet her eyes. "What, I-I can't have a bad day, now?" She snapped, brows furrowed and bottom lip swollen from her incessant chewing.

"You can..." She spoke slowly, coming to a stop as she watched Rubi carry on with an unimpressed gaze. Paige knew her better than anyone in the world. So, the big swing between her mood that morning compared to now was easy to see.

Paige kissed her teeth, tilting her head back. "Stop, bae. C'mere," she instructed softly, but yet, still full of authority.

Rubi resisted the urge to throw herself into the blonde's big arms, adjusting the strap of her cream mini Prada bag that sat on her shoulder as she turned to look at her. She shook her head, testing the waters.

Paige shifted her weight onto her hip impatiently, raising her eyebrows beneath that dumb, but sexy, but really dumb UConn cap resting backwards on her head. She snapped her fingers once and pointed directly in front of herself.

"Get...yo' lil' ass over here. Now."

Rubi rolled her eyes, falsies fluttering, but immediately obeyed without a second thought—fingers twisting in front of her belly as she shuffled over to her.

She didn't approach fast enough to Paige's liking, so the blonde tugged her wrist gently once she was within reaching distance, Rubi stumbling a little due to her heels.

The small act of dominance made her physically shrink, already feeling a little hazy.

In an attempt to prevent herself from giving in, Rubi tightly crossed her arms over her chest, subconsciously pushing her tits further as she pouted and flipped her long, glossy hair over her shoulder.

"A'ight...can you take these for a sec?" Paige held out the bouquet of flowers in front of Rubi, the girl dropping her jaw dramatically in response. Paige sighed tiredly, knowing what was coming.

Even though Paige had meant it in the sense that she could comfort Rubi easier if both hands were free, her girlfriend wasn't necessarily in the state to think so deeply into it.

"So- so now, you don't want the flowers?" Rubi whined, "Really?" Her now sparkly eyes stared up at her, nose and cheeks flushed as she sniffled pathetically. "You wanna go back to those girls in there-"

"Cut it-" Paige exhaled roughly, trying her best to stay calm. "Just stop, a'ight? Can you tell me what you need right now?" She hunched her back, large frame barely accommodating to Rubi's height as she tried to be more level with her. Instantly, the brunette's chest filled with guilt, foul mood melting away just a little more. "Can't read your mind, baby."

Rubi shook her head with a quiet, choked sob, annoyed with that addition—because she wanted her to know. She was honestly fairly pretty that Paige did know and was just teaching her a lesson. But regardless, she didn't wanna tell her.

So, Rubi decided on the first thought in her head and went to push Paige's arm lightly, the blonde easily catching her hand with a click of her teeth.

"Don't do that right now, Rue. Don't." Paige shifted to place her large hands on either side of Rubi's face, blue eyes soft and understanding as her thumbs caressed the girl's cheekbones. "I'on wanna have to deal witchu' the way you don't like, 'cause your head ain't there."

Rubi's stomach sunk to her ankles at Paige's soft tone, her glossy lips suddenly growing dry. A pang of guilt burned through her chest and fresh tears began to form.

Paige licked her lips, trying once more. "I'mma ask you again... what you need—"

"You!" Rubi answered, cutting him off. Which would've irritated Paige, had she not been able to tell that she didn't really mean to snap by the way her nose scrunched up afterward. "Need you..."

"Baby, I'm right here..." Paige dipped her head, prompting Rubi to say more, but she crumpled, shaking her head as she began to sob. "Ooo-kay. A'ight." She sighed, picking her up like it was nothing and walking them over to her car—which thankfully, wasn't much further.

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𝓘nevitably, she wound up on Paige's lap in the back seat of her car, dress rolled up to her waist—fabric being held up by Rubi's tits. Paige had one hand cupping the girl's ass, the other knuckles deep into her drooling pussy.

Swallowing thickly, Rubi let out a shaky breath from her swollen lips, cheeks burning with embarrassment as she wrapped her arms around Paige's broad shoulders, whimpering into her collarbone.

Paige removed her hand from Rubi's ass, moving to the back of her head and pushing her forehead flush against her own. The blonde couldn't help but smile at the way Rubi's doe eyes stared dreamily at the way her three longest fingers thrusted slowly—in and out.

The Bueckers woman tilted her head, silencing her with a nasty, slobbery kiss. Rubi let out a throaty moan, swallowing as their tongues slid flat against each other.

"Hmph- papi, I-" Rubi was quickly cut off by her own elongated groan as Paige slid her tongue up from between her cleavage to her kiss bitten lips, before swallowing her mouth into a deeper kiss.

"Oh, I know, baby, let it out," Paige cooed, slightly condescending—though, Rubi couldn't find it in herself to care, crying into the woman's neck as her wet pussy squished and squelched around her long fingers.

Drool dripped down the both of their necks, and Rubi tightened her arms around Paige's shoulders, both of their tongues lazily lapping at each other.

Paige pulled back, watching closely with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth as Rubi threw her head back in complete and total ecstasy. "Nothing else to say, mama? So quiet now. What happened? Huh?" She was cooing, a huge shit-eating grin on her face as she locked a big strong hand around her waist, forcing her to take her fingers deeper—if that were even possible. "What happened, baby?"

She slid in her pinky, four fingers spreading Rubi wide open as she wrapped her other hand around the brunette's neck. Rubi gasped, lashes fluttering and brows furrowing tightly. "Where's allat' attitude gone? Is this what you needed?" Paige used the hand on her neck to make the girl nod. "You feel better now, baby?"

"Ffff—mmm..."

Rubi tried, she really did. But Paige purposefully began massaging her thumb over the woman's puffy, sticky clit.

"Oh...see, you got an off button. That's what this is." Paige hummed out a chuckle, "The button's just alllll the way in those guts." Rubi finally met the blonde's eyes, her own big brown ones appalled she mustered up the last of her strength to deliver a smack to Paige's arm. Paige smirked, nudging her jaw. "Ain't that right, baby?"

Rubi completely (and involuntarily) dropped the act when Paige's fingers hit that spot, eyes crossing and brows furrowing deeply as she softly uttered, "oh, God..." The blonde's eyebrows rose when she realized she'd found the spot; then proceeded to hit it over and over again, making her girlfriend cry out.

Paige laughed, dropping her face into the space between Rubi's neck and shoulder as she continued to abuse her gooey spot, murmuring, "Next time, you gon' tell me you need this. You got it?" Her warm breath tickled her collarbone, making Rubi giggle softly.

Her laughter faded when Paige squeezed a little tighter around Rubi's throat, urging her to respond. The brunette inhaled deeply through her nose, weak uttering, "Mhm'ueyes..." eyes rolling back before fluttering closed at the pressure.

Paige hadn't had enough, releasing her grip on Rubi's neck and smacking her ass as she instructed, "Say, 'I need you so, so, insanely bad, papi.'" She smirked against the brunette's neck, soothing over the spot she'd slapped as she teased at the nickname that came out when Rubi was in subspace. "Practice f'me." When Rubi didn't respond, Paige jostled her lightly, proceeding to jiggle the fat of her ass in her free hand. "Go 'head, bae."

She shuddered, slightly embarrassed as her walls trembled around the stretch of her fingers." Need y'so, so, insanely bad, papi," She whined, swollen lips stretching into a dimply smile when Paige rewarded her with a kiss to her neck.

"There y'go! Ain't so hard, is it?"

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