chloe loves her girl, even more when she’s full of her strap.
MDNI 18+ strap on sex, femme!reader, butchfemme dynamics, reader calls chloe daddy, subtop!chloe, sub!reader, slight power!bottom reader, fucking in spooning position, cowgirl position, reader is described as feminine, short and has long hair but no other physical descriptions.
a/n: ou te alofa tele ia chloe <3
dividers by @/bbyg4rlhelps
chloe loved to act like the big tough lesbian she pretended to be, but oh her bleeding heart was too big for her body and she knew it. and finally had someone who she could trust with it, to mend it and let her heal and be the sweet girl she is.
you were her world, the reason why she had a reason to wake up everyday and why she kept going and had something to look forward to, why she laughed and cried with you, someone she could pour into and provide for. being together as long as you two had since you were teens, you two had grown up together not only physically but you had also seen each other grow and become the best version of yourselves. you saw the glow in one another and you kept it from ever dulling.
snuggled up together on a warm summer night, the wind just the right amount of nippy so you could stay close and she could hold you, your back was pressed firmly up against her chest, her body spooning you from behind as her arms wrapped around you.
your shorter frame against her taller one, her arms wrapped around you, face in your shoulder sheilding you from the world. deep in her soul she felt this need, this instinct to protect you, keep you warm and safe and comfortable at all times. and being a giver, that was just the kind of woman she was.
chloe kissed the nape of your neck, pleasant tingles cascading down your spine. “comfy babe?” “mhm.” your voice was groggy and soft, you were all relaxed and drifting away. “think you’re okay being stuck like this?” you chuckle, eyes still shut. “i think so.” “glad to hear it.” chloe tightened her grip on you, one hand moving up slyly further, not enough to be touching your tits but also not so subtle, but still holding you like you were delicate. no matter how many times you proved to chloe how tough you were, she just couldn't shake that damn protective instinct when it came to you. she knew you could hold your own, that you weren't a damn damsel in distress.
but goddamn it, the size difference was just so pronounced and it just made her want to wrap you in bubble wrap and keep you in her pockets. she buried her face into your shoulder, letting out a soft sigh as she closed her eyes, holding you close. you felt snug and warm, having chloes body pressed up against you like a damn furnace,
but then you also felt something weird, like an object was stuck between you, it became more obvious with chloes tightened grip, “fuck is that?” you move your hand to feel for what it is, then came chloes chuckles as she felt you reach lower, and lower. when it clicked you couldn’t hide your giggle, even if she was so so lame for that. “what the- do you have it on?”
you were going to kill her, she was pretty damn sure of it. if it was really hers, the fake dick would be twitching from the contact.
her arms tightened around you, her hips grinding just slightly against you.
she couldn't help but let out a low hum of amusement as she shifted against you, grinding the toy against you again, the tip sliding between your folds and bumping your clit, her teeth nipped playfully at the soft skin of your shoulder, a dark chuckle leaving her lips at your cute moans. “look who’s talking. fuckin soaked already when we were just cuddling.”
you scoff and lift your leg slightly to accommodate her, “fine, guess we’re both guilty.” she managed not to whimper at the sight and sound of your voice, she was too damn easy for you, yet she could almost never fluster you and it was so annoying.
her hips moved again, grinding the toy against you as she pulled your leg up over her own, trapping you against her.
"there we go pretty girl."
her breathing got just a hint heavier, her hand moving back to your hip and holding you firmly against her. your heartrate and breathing picked up along with hers, both your pulses in sync.
your giggle was interjected with a sound that made chloe feel like she got punched in the gut, both of you moaning as she pushed the tip in.
“geez..she’s taking me.” her voice filled with amusement and admiration her hips rocking against you as she moved the toy a little deeper. your fleshy walls stretch nice and wide for the toy.
she let her hand come up and grip your jaw, her lips moving to your neck, her teeth scraping against your skin. you whined as she pushed it in further, a groan pulled from chloes throat, her teeth grazed over your neck, leaving little love bites against your skin.
her hips rocked against yours, the heat building between her legs becoming hard to handle. she could cum right now from the sight alone.
“always take me so well..christ.”
her hips were rocking against you, the toy moving deeper as her lips moved across your neck, to your shoulder, your collarbone. “chloeee, oh shit…”
"yeah?" she breathed out against your skin, her arm around your waist holding you tightly. "want me to give it to you?" “fuck yes daddy..” oh, those words almost destroyed her.
her arm around her waist pulled you tight against her, holding you like she never wanted to let you go as she thrusted her hips, driving the toy even deeper.
"yeah?" she purred into your ear. "daddys got you, baby." you arched your back into her your jaw slack as moans spill from those gorgeous lips… christ, she was gone for you.
her arm around you moved a little bit, shifting to grip your chin, her fingers forcing you to look back over your shoulder at her. her hips rocked against you, the toy moving deeper, hitting at that spot that she knew she had hit before, the one that made you gasp and your voice get knocked up 3 octaves.
"how’s this feel baby?" “fuckk ah shit-so go-ood.” god. there it was, the exact reaction she was looking for.
the way you looked, the way you sounded, she wanted to record it and replay it in her mind over and over again. her own pussy leaking all over the goddamn harness. she gripped your thigh harder as the fake cock dissapeared into your weeping cunt over and over.
her lips moved to the shell of your ear.
“god .. that’s the one. atta girl.”
her hand came up, one of her fingers moving to your lips.
"open your mouth." you do as she says, sticking out your tongue, she wasted no time in slipping her finger into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue.
"that’s it." she spoke into your ear. "good girl." one thing she was incredibly grateful for, the fact that you had no damn gag reflex.
her finger curled in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue as she held your jaw, she would moan and whimper as she fucked you, it was like she could actually feel you with the strap. those little whimpers and moans against her finger, the way you muffled them with that sweet mouth of yours… jesus, you were an angel.
her hips pushed against you harder, the toy hitting deep inside you as she held you tight, keeping you pressed against her, she added a second finger and moaned at your sounds like she was the one being fucked. "so pretty.." she panted out, her voice low and hoarse in your ear. "you got no idea what you do to me, how good you feel… gonna ruin you"
she didn't care how desperate and pathetic she sounded, she was ruined for you. you had her completely ruined
with one swift motion she swooped you up manoeuvering you so you were on her lap sitting on the toy, on cue you put your arm around chloe’s neck and gathered your hair over your shoulder, your hair moved just right, exposing your neck to her. it was like an invitation to her, and she couldn't resist the lure of your skin.
her lips immediately went to your neck again, licking and nipping and biting at the soft skin. purple and red marks left like a souvenir. her hand that was holding your hip moved up, fingers tracing over your waist, your stomach, your hips…
her lips locked onto yours, guiding you to bounce on the strap, creating a hypnotising combination of wet mouth sounds, wet skin slapping sounds and moans, chloes grip on you almost almost bordering on bruising.
you both gasped as you broke the kiss, your eyes rolling back as the strap was hitting your spot just right "jesus…" she breathed. "god, you're insane, babe." your eyes stayed on her, keeping your gaze locked right on hers as you rode the toy. this was the only way you could look down at her.
there was nothing more beautiful to her than you. she could spend hours naming everything about you she loved, but the way you looked at her. that was certainly up there, she wanted, needed to be the only person that you ever looked at like that.
her hands on your hips almost squeezed, her arms holding you tight to her. "c’mere." you leaned down reacquainting your lips with hers again. oh, your lips, your perfect, damn lips. she would never get tired of kissing them.
she leaned up into you, her own moving against yours, kissing you like a woman dying of thirst. you were driving her insane, and she could feel her heart hammering hard in her chest as she watched the silicone slip inside you again, and again and again, white rings of creamy mess decorating the base.
her eyes were still on yours, watching the look on your face, hearing the little sounds leaving you. "god, pretty girl." “am i doing good?” you throw a little teasing question at her.
she had to bite back her own whimper almost, her hand holding your chin a little tighter for a moment. "mmn smartass.”
that little smirk that tugged at your lips, the way you were taking her, god, she was lost in you. "yeah.." She muttered, her voice growing a bit hoarse. "you're doing so damn good." she leaned up, pressing a kiss to your neck, almost letting herself get distracted for a moment by sucking a little mark into the skin there. as much as she loved seeing the proof that you were hers, her focus quickly turned back to your eyes, her hips rocking up against you now, matching your motions.
"keep your eyes on me, yeah?" you nodded keeping your eyes on her as you moved, unable to keep up that sass since you felt that heat pooling in your gut and your pussy clench, your orgasm was right around the corner.
chloes eyes stayed on yours, her hand still holding your chin, holding your gaze on hers, her hips rocking harder against yours, the toy hitting deep inside you. "fuck yes.." you were moaning louder now, eyes unfocused and jaw slack and those hasty whines and gasps let her know her girl was nearly there.
"close huh?" you nod quickly.
her hand at your hip moved to grip at the inside of your thigh, her thumb grazing over your skin. "c’mon..c’mon baby let’s see it.”
you gave a short scream with a few broken gasps as cum spilled from your hole all over the toy, and she was gone.
“that's it. there’s my good girl." you came down, breathing heavy taking in the mess you had made, chloe always loved the way you looked after she had worked you into that perfect state. her hands were tracing over your skin, almost worshipping your body, caressing you with such care. "you’re perfect.” “for you.” was your reply.
she leaned forwards, her lips pressing against your forehead, then your cheek, then finally your lips. "all for me." she almost murmured it against your mouth. you giggled against her lips. you were so goddamn cute. you would kill her.
“that was super fun.. but now i’m super sleepy.”
a small, rough chuckle was her response at your sleepy words, her eyes running over your face affectionately, taking in your expression. "i know babe" she hummed softly, one hand coming up to gently brush away a stray strand of hair off your forehead. "we’re gonna get cleaned up at least, first." she unclipped the strap letting it fall to be abandoned for now and cleaned later.
your response was a yawn and a whine. you were ready for bed.
"c'mon, up." she said firmly, her hands on your hips again, giving you a little nudge upwards. "up, up." you huff but obey, pulling yourself up, chloes eyes drank in the sight of you for a moment, taking in the sight of you disheveled and post orgasmed, so damn perfect.
and then, without another moment's hesitation, her hands were on you, scooping you up and carrying you into her arms. "c'mon." she grunted, making her way towards the bathroom.
"shower time." she carried you all the way over to the bathroom, your legs wrapped around her waist as she maneuvered through. round two was definitely happening in the shower, chloe hoped you wouldn’t see the embarassingly large sticky patch between her legs.
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