imagine...
you were in a relationship with steph and memorizing her routine without even meaning to and she finds it to just be really sweet of you

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imagine...
you were in a relationship with steph and memorizing her routine without even meaning to and she finds it to just be really sweet of you

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✮ Cockwarming Logan as a study break !
you told yourself it was just a study break.
logan’s room was quiet except for the hum of the ac and the scratch of his pencil against his notebook.
you were supposed to be going over his econ notes, but somewhere between “supply and demand” and the way his thigh pressed against yours on the bed, the textbook ended up on the floor.
now?
now, you’re straddling his lap, your skirt bunched around your hips, his cock buried deep inside you. he’s still holding his pencil. still got that half-finished problem on the page. but his other hand is splayed across your waist, heavy and warm, keeping you pressed down.
“you’re so still.” he murmurs, not looking up. like it’s a compliment.
you are. that’s the whole point. cockwarming – just sitting there, full of him, feeling every pulse and twitch deep inside your cunt. no thrusting. no frantic pace. just the weight of him, the stretch of his length and the way your inner walls adjust and grip without needing to be told.
his thumb traces a slow circle on your skin. “good girl.”
your breath hitches. he keeps writing. keeps working. like you’re just a piece of furniture he’s using as weight. except you can feel his cock hardening even more inside you, can feel the way his grip tightens when you clench involuntarily.
“logannn” you whine, voice barely there.
“shh.” he finally glances up, dark eyes locking onto yours. “you said you wanted to try this. so try this.”
twenty minutes later?
your thighs are starting to ache, your clit is throbbing with that dull, denied ache, and he's just sitting there, warm and thick and utterly unbothered while you feel like you're going out of your mind.
"can we at least—" you start, grinding against him just a little.
"no." his tone is flat. "you wanted to feel full. feel full."
you let out a pathetic little groan, burying your face in his neck. "i didn't know it would take this long."
he finishes his problem set then. sets the pencil down. and in the next second both his hands are on your hips, guiding you in the smallest, laziest rock.
“you’re gonna come just from this,” he says, low and sure. “aren’t you?”
you can only nod, eyes half-closed, riding the slow burn with soft groans muffled in his neck.
and he’s right. it takes forever. builds like a tide instead of a wave. and when it finally breaks – it’s not a scream – it’s a long, shuddering sigh, your cunt milking him while he stays utterly still, letting you take what you need.
when you collapse against his chest, he kisses the top of your head.
"next time," he says, "maybe you'll last longer before you start complaining."
you think you hate him.
but you also think you're already planning the next time.
© ririsaltar
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💌: i js know this man is perfect for cockwarming...😌
"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙... 𝙄 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩
𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙..."
𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 . 𝖥𝗐𝖻! 𝖬𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝖿! 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 , 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 , 𝗀!𝗉 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 , 𝖺𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗀 , 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗌
Idk this photo js reminded me of "boyfriend" so like yurrr, btw theres fluff here too hehehee.
Thursday , 11 : 40 pm .
Manon came over to your apartment to "talk" Yeah, but we always know what happens right after.
"You and malcolm a thing or what?" Manon looks at you. Her face was calm, but her eyes said something else.
"Nope, just friends, manon." You looked at manon.
Manon sighed and looked at you, "Bullshit, you know how I don't play about you seeing other peopl–"
"Seeing other people? You the main one who wanted to be fuck buddies, so whats up?" You butted in. "You blew your chance." You rolled your eyes and sat on the couch properly.
Manon raised a brow at your attitude, it wasn't new, she'd end up fucking it out of you anyway.
"Don't roll your eyes at me before I give you a reason. Fucking slut." Manon mumbled "slut" so you wouldn't hear, oh, but you definitely did.
"Fuck you call me?" You sat up straight away and looked at manon.
Manon mumbled, "Nothing." And leaned back, manspreading, trying to show you she was already hard.
You didn't even look at her bulge, "I'm not looking, stupid."
"Why? You know you love it, always running back to me." Manon looked at you.
You knew she was right. You loved her, but it was just sex. That's all it really was ever was.
Manon's hand slowly, just slowly, rubbed your thighs, squeezing it, manon looked at you for a reaction.
Fuck, you hated how easy you were for her.
You looked at manon, "don't even–" manon was already leaning in.
Manon tried to kiss you, but you turned away, manon held you by your neck, not to choke, but to turn you and kiss you.
"I'm sorry, baby..." manon whispered against your lips.
Manon tries to get you to straddle her, but you refuse to move, still wanting to prove your point.
Manon smacks her lips, "tch, stop being a brat and come here, love."
You shook your head and sat still, manon kissed your neck, leaving little love bite trails.
You finally give in.
Next mintue, you and manon were full making out, it was hungry, desperate. You wrapped your arms around her neck. Hers on your hips, backing you up into your bedroom.
You both were in your room, clothes somewhere on the floor, the sounds of your moans and manons groans colliding, the sound of skin slapping against skin.
You were a mess, moaning manons' name like she was your air, her fingers in your hair, tugging every single thrust.
Manon loved you like that. She kept pounding, "You like that, baby? Yeah? No other boy can give you some dick like this." Manon took one of your legs and threw it over her shoulder.
Making her thrusts deep, and so you can really feel it.
"Au- oh fuck- manon!" You quickly scratched her back.
Manon hissed in pain, "Keep scratching me like that, and imma go harder."
You didn't think manon was serious, so you just scratched again, but manon spreads your legs wider, her fingers digging into your thighs, almost leaving brusies.
"Told you don't fucking scratch me, you whore." Manon murmured against your face.
Manon saw her cock bulging inside you and bite her lip, "this pussy can take whatever i give it, ain't that right, darling?"
Manon rubbed on your sensitive nub and smacked your pussy, still thrusting.
The tears were running down your cheeks, and manon just smiled.
Manon suddenly leans down and puts her whole weight on top of you, kissing your neck.
"Fuck you, manon." You stares at her as if you weren't getting your brains fucked out.
"Fuck me? Nah, baby, im fucking you." Manon murmured against your jawline.
Manon slaps your cheek, not hard but not exactly soft. "I'm gonna come, you gon' let me come in this pussy?"
You nod desperately, "y-yes, come inside me...!"
Manons hips suddenly stutter, manon does one big thrust before slamming into you, her come painting your walls warm, your stomach now warm and very full.
Manon collapses on top of you, she suddenly moves down so you can hold her and she can have easy access to your tits.
She was still buried inside you, "you good, baby?" She looked up at you.
You ran your fingers through her hair, "yeah, im okay..." you nodded.
Manon nods back, "good, was i too rough?"
You shook your head and manon nodded again.
Friday 3 : 42 am .
Manon didn't realize you were already asleep, still holding her, manon knew she would leave but something in her didn't want to leave you.
It was like she could do this every night and wake up every morning with you.
Manon sucks on of your senstive nipples, slowly while kneading the other one.
She let go of your nipple with a pop, "y/n?..."
You let out a sleepy, "mmm?"
Manon paused at your sleepy mumble.
Manon mumbled, "Look, I know we fight a lot, but I wanna be your girlfriend."
That sentence shot you right awake, "what?..."
"Can I be your girlfriend?" Manon looked at you with hopefully eyes.
"S-sure? I mean, of course, yeah if thats what you want." You smiled, manon smiled back and kissed your again.
"I love you, y/n."
"I love you too, manon."
ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ, ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ
SYNOPSIS: Yoonchae is your girlfriend. She's also very possessive. CONTENT: idol!Yoonchae x guitarist!Fem Reader TAGS: Possessive Yoonchae, Established Relationship WC: 1.0k A/N: first time writing for yoonchae! read the request here
Yoonchae pretends she doesn't notice it at first- the way you interact with other artists. She tells herself she's being irrational. Fanservice is part of the job, networking is part of the job. She knows that as well as anyone else. Smiling, laughing, taking pictures with people you've just met- it's all part of being an artist.
Besides, you're hers. Maybe not publicly, but hers nonetheless. The thought usually settles her nerves. Yet something about tonight isn't sitting right with her.
Maybe it's because the AMAs are so chaotic. Maybe it's because everyone seems drawn to the hot guitarist from the Best Breakthrough Pop Band. Or maybe, just maybe, it's because she'd met you at an award show exactly like this.
One conversation, an accidental meeting, a smile that was far too pretty. That was all it took.
What if someone else got that version of you tonight?
The thought makes her stomach twist. Yoonchae pushes it away until she sees something she can't ignore.
She finds herself inching closer and closer to where you are, pretending to listen to Sophia talk while keeping you firmly in her peripheral vision.
Sophia is halfway through a story when she notices. "...and then Manon literally dropped-"
She stops. Yoonchae hasn't blinked in almost thirty seconds.
"Are you listening to me?"
"Huh? Yeah."
Sophia follows her gaze.
"Oh."
Across the room, you're talking to another artist. That's normal. Completely normal.
Then the artist laughs and casually places a hand on your shoulder. And you laugh along with them.
Yoonchae's jaw tightens.
"Yoonchip."
"Yes...?"
"You're staring. Careful before the media figures out something's up with your love life."
"How would they know?"
Sophia gives her a look.
"Do you see how you're staring at Y/N right now?"
Yoonchae immediately looks away.
Three seconds later, her eyes drift right back.
The artist leans in slightly closer, smiling as they continue talking. A photographer calls your band and a few other artists over for a photo.
Sophia watches Yoonchae physically turn her entire body to keep you in view.
It's almost embarrassing.
"Hellooo?" Sophia waves a hand in front of her face. "Earth to Yoonchae?"
"Shhh, unnie." Yoonchae gently pushes her hand away without looking. "I just want to watch my girlfriend right now."
Sophia freezes. Then slowly turns to stare at her.
"You just said that out loud."
Yoonchae blinks.
For the first time since arriving, her attention leaves you for more than ten seconds.
"What- what's wrong?"
"Think about what you just said, Yoonchae."
Yoonchae's face immediately drains of color.
"Shit. Did anyone hear?"
Considering how hard she'd worked to keep your relationship private, she was suddenly very close to having a heart attack.
"Relax," Sophia says through a laugh. "Nobody heard except me."
Yoonchae lets out the biggest sigh of relief before immediately looking back toward you. Across the room, the photographer adjusts everyone's positions. The same artist from earlier steps closer.
Yoonchae watches their hand settle against your waist. It was low, far too low.
The camera flashed. The hand remained. Yoonchae couldn't have stopped herself from moving, even if she'd wanted to.
"Chae!" Sophia calls after her, only to be ignored.
By the time Yoonchae reaches the other side of the room, you're already posing for another picture.
"Excuse me, but I need Y/N for a while."
Before anyone can protest, she's already guiding you away from the crowd.
"Chae?" you laugh softly as she leads you down a quieter hallway. "What's gotten into you?"
She doesn't answer immediately. The sounds of the event fade behind you until it's just the two of you standing in a secluded corner backstage.
You take a proper look at her and immediately notice the tension in her shoulders.
"Hey." You reach for her hand. "Talk to me."
A smile tugs at your lips.
"Were you jealous?"
Yoonchae tightens her grip on your hand and looks away.
"No."
The answer comes far too quickly.
You raise an eyebrow.
Yoonchae sighs. "Maybe a little."
"A little?"
"A lot." You laugh.
"Yoonchae."
"Don't laugh."
She steps closer, her gaze fixed entirely on you. Her hands find your waist.
"Say it."
"Say what?"
Her expression softens, but there's still something needy lingering beneath it.
"Tell me you're mine."
The words should sound ridiculous. Instead, all you hear is how much she cares. You smile and pull her closer.
"I'm yours."
The answer leaves your mouth without hesitation.
Yoonchae stares at you for a second.
"Again," she whispers.
"I'm yours, Chae."
Something in her expression immediately shifts. All the tension she's been carrying throughout the night seems to melt away at once. She closes the remaining distance between you.
"Good," she murmurs.
She cups your face in both hands and kisses you hard. When she pulls back, it's only far enough to look at you.
Still unconvinced, still needy, still a little jealous.
"You were glaring at people all night, weren't you?" you tease.
"Maybe."
You laugh, and she immediately steals another kiss before you can say anything else.
"Chae!"
"I'm making up for lost time."
"You saw me twenty minutes ago."
"Exactly." Her arms tighten around your waist. "That's way too long, babe."
You roll your eyes affectionately.
Yoonchae rests her forehead against yours.
"You know I trust you, right?"
"I know."
"I just don't trust everyone else." You brush your thumb across her cheek.
"Nobody's taking me away from you."
"I know."
Yet she still looks relieved hearing it.
You lean forward and kiss her this time. The smile that appears on her face afterward is immediate.
"Happy now?"
"Almost."
"Almost?"
Yoonchae's arms slip around your waist again.
"Say it one more time."
You laugh.
"Oh, so what Lara said on that one live was right. You really are possessive when you love someone."
"Very."
You shake your head fondly.
"I'm yours, Yoonchae."
Her grin widens instantly.
"And I'm yours."
"Good answer."
Before you can reply, Sophia's voice echoes from somewhere down the hallway.
"IF YOU TWO ARE DONE BEING DISGUSTING, WE HAVE AN INTERVIEW IN THREE MINUTES, YOONCHAE!"
You laugh and grab Yoonchae's hand.
"Come on. Don't be late to your interview."
୨ৎ fem for fem samira mohan hcs ֹ ₊ ᢉ𐭩
hcs not exclusive to fem for fem relationships and may apply to others, but they're heavily influenced by aspects of them!
you and samira show up to work wearing each others clothes all the time. no matter how different your body types are, there are pieces that you both like to wear regardless. princess and perlah are the first two to pick up on it, so obviously it spreads from there. that's when the department gets the idea that there's more to you two than meets the eye.
before date nights out, you and samira always do your makeup together in the bathroom. stood at the mirror with your makeup bags on the counter, you two work in tandem and help one another out here and there as you get ready for your dates. she'll always put your lipstick on herself, kiss you, then put hers on. though, your lipstick is always the first to go on date nights with how much you two kiss it off each other.
you two always match your nails when getting them done. though you keep them short and unpainted for work, sometimes you two have a week or two off together and love to take advantage of it. whether it's pretty polka dots or a plain color, all she asks is that they stay short. after all, weeks off means lots of extra time with her girlfriend, and she'd be damned before long nails or nail gems interfere with that.

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❝Best Friend Premium❞
↪ 𝓢ynopsis: Texts with your best friend who's in love with you.
↪ 𝓦arnings: suggestive content, swearing, suggestive pics, jealous Manon, confession at the end.
↪ 𝓟airings: Manon Bannerman x Fem reader
⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹
©skiendielific
nerd megan thoughts 🤤
I feel like nerd Megan is sooo shy
She would hide her face on your neck when she cums cause she is too embarassed.
Who is afraid of hurting you cause she is too big, her thrust are clumsy and delicate, her forehead resting on your shoulder, listening closely if you made any sound of pain or discomfort.
She pant's and whine's in your ear when you tell her to move faster and assure her that it doesn't hurt.
She would be so busy studying or playing games that she wouldn't even think about touching herself, so when you touch her she can barely take it.
"baby its okay" you stroke her hair gently as she bury her face on your chest, panting, too embarassed for cumming too quickly.
"sorry...was too much" she murmur, her arms around you tightening.
you smile softly, finding it absolutely adorable.
You always make the first move, she doesn't want you to get uncomfortable if she start even though you told her is okay.
She never understands the hints when you're horny, only when you sit directly on her crotch and whisper that you need her.
You listen to her yapping about her favorite things, not really paying attention, just admiring and licking your lips, your gaze lost on her lips and her figure and occasionally your eyes going down to her small bulge in her sweatpants.
The way she fix her glasses when they go down a little, too shy to make eye contact that she doesn't notice you are not really paying attention.
You love riding her and making her look up at you with those needy eyes, she always try to hide her face in your neck but you don't let her and grab her chin forcing her to look right into your eyes.
Not Letting Go
Cw: fluff!
It’s rain storming outside, this is the type of weather everyone in the house knocks out to.
Megan has finally put Sadie to bed after her crying and running around the house with a sharp object.
Sadie lays on her crib and has her eyes close while sucking on a pacifier.
“Finally…” Megan says as her eyes are barely awake, her body just hurts by walking
She goes to the bedroom and sees you sleeping while having your new born child, Scarlet.
Megan just twitches her eye, “you’re also going to bed.” Megan says as she grab Scarlet and puts her in her crib right next to the bed.
Once Megan is done putting scarlet to bed as well, she goes up to you and gets comfy in bed and holds you tight.
You start to sweat because Megan’s body heat is too much for you and you try to push her off while you’re sleeping.
You finally open your eyes. “Baby.. let go..” Megan just smiles at your sentence and pulls you closer.
“I’m not letting go.” She says as she just gets comfy to being your teddy bear that you did not asked for whatsoever.
You just gave up and let her suffocate you with her love.
@meiiyok @meganspuppy
⊹ ࣪ ˖ enjoy the show
content. g!p manon x fem!reader smut p in v degradation dirty talk exhibitionism kink
a/n: I'm not completely convinced, but whatever, I already posted it 😝
"This pussy is all mine."
Manon whispered against your ear. Your legs were spread, your knees resting on the cushions, your back pressed against her chest. Her cock was buried to the hilt inside your cunt, and her hips were moving at a frantic, out-of-control rhythm.
"Say it," Manon ordered, and her hand went up to your throat. Her fingers squeezed just enough for you to feel the pressure. "Say whose pussy this is."
"Yours," you managed to say, your voice broken. "It's yours, Manon."
"Good girl."
Her hand on your throat squeezed a little tighter. The air cut off. Your eyes filled with tears. And she kept moving, faster, harder.
Everything was trembling. Manon had had you like this for almost an hour, taking you to the edge over and over, letting you fall, lifting you back up.
That's when you heard the door.
The sound of the lock. The girls' voices. Your heart stopped for a second. You tried to close your legs, tried to pull away, but Manon wouldn't let you. Her hand on your throat squeezed tighter, and her other hand grabbed your hip to keep you still.
"Don't move," she whispered.
"Manon… the girls…"
The door opened all the way.
They all stood frozen in the doorway.
"Look what we have here," Lara said, pure amusement in her voice. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed over her chest. "Manon training her little puppy, it seems."
"Training?" Daniela laughed, dropping her bag on the floor. "Looks like she's killing her."
"Manon," you managed to say, your voice broken. "Please…"
"Please what?" Manon asked, and her hand on your throat loosened just a bit. "Please stop? Please invite them to watch?"
"I don't… I don't know."
"Then don't talk."
She grabbed you by the hair. She pulled your head back, forcing your face toward the girls. Your eyes met those of the 4 women in front of you.
"Look at them," Manon said. "Look at how they look at you. How they laugh at you. At how pathetic you are."
"So pathetic," Megan repeated, and her voice was a purr. "Look at her tremble."
You wanted to disappear. You wanted the couch to swallow you whole.
"Look at her," Sophia said, and she came closer. She knelt in front of the couch, at the level of your face. Her eyes were fixed on you. "That little face she makes… her cunt is very full, isn't it?"
Manon sped up. Her hips collided with yours with a sound that filled the living room. The sound was wet, obscene, mixed with your moans and their ragged breaths.
"Please," you whispered, and you no longer knew what you were asking for.
"Shut up," Manon said, and she shoved two fingers into your mouth. You sucked them without thinking. Your tongue moved around them as if it was the only thing you knew how to do.
"Look at her suck," Daniela said mockingly. "So good."
Sophia moved closer. She grabbed your face with one hand, her fingers pressing into your cheeks. "Do you like it? Do you like all of them seeing you like this?"
You nodded. You couldn't do anything else.
"Do you like them knowing what a slut you are?"
You nodded again.
"I'm going to…" you started to say.
"No," Manon said. "Not yet."
You felt yourself clench around Manon's cock, felt the contractions sucking her in, felt the hot liquid dripping down her thighs and soaking the couch. You had come without permission.
"Fuck," Manon said, her palm landing against your ass with a hard spank. "Now you disobey, huh?"
"I-I couldn't help it… I…"
"I think this bitch needs a lesson, don't you think?" Manon said, completely ignoring you.
And before you could say anything, the other 4 girls were already grinning from ear to ear, unbuttoning their pants.
Yeah… you were in for a long night.
We Need To Talk 18+
Sequel to borrowing friction
Summery: Mal wakes up feeling regret from the night before. Y/n wakes up and Mal tells her that they need to talk
WC: 6.4k

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18+ fxf | cw - scissoring & squirting
The room is warm with the echoing sounds of your shared breathing. She pulls you on top of her, legs tangled together, her hands gripping your hips as she positions you exactly how she wants. You’re both soaked. When your pussies press together, slick and hot, you both moan at the contact.
She starts moving first, slow, deliberate rolls of her hips, grinding her clit against yours in a slick, messy rhythm. The wet sounds of your bodies sliding together fill the room. “Fuck, baby,” she breathes, eyes locked on where you’re connected. “Look at us… so fucking wet.”
You rock against her harder, chasing the friction, your swollen clits rubbing perfectly with every movement. She reaches down and spreads herself open wider with two fingers, pressing your pussies even closer together. The new angle makes you whimper, hips jerking involuntarily. She gasps when you grind down harder, her own thighs starting to shake. “Keep going, just like that. I want to feel you soak me.”
The pressure builds fast. You’re both grinding desperately now, slick coating your thighs, the obscene wet sounds growing louder. She suddenly grabs your hips and pulls you down hard, rolling her hips up to meet you. You come on her first, a sharp cry leaving your lips as you squirt against her, hot and messy, soaking her pussy and thighs.
The feeling pushes her over the edge right after you. She moans loudly, body trembling as she squirts back against you, your releases mixing together in a warm, slippery mess between your bodies. She keeps grinding through it, slower now, dragging out every last pulse until you’re both shaking and breathless. When it finally fades, she pulls you down into a deep, lazy kiss, her hands stroking your back.
“God, I love when we make a mess like that,” she whispers against your lips, smiling. You laugh softly, still trembling, and kiss her again.
Caught in the Act 18+
G!p Y/n x Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle
Summery: Lucy and Ona are getting busy and forget that they invited Y/n over for a girls day. Y/n walks in and sees them having fun and quickly hides. The girls catch Y/n and offer for Y/n to join them.
WC: 7.9k
dating spider!megan headcanons!!
content: headcanons fluff + a little angst? gender neutral!reader
gf!spidermegan constantly forgets or misses dates but always makes up for it by bigger and better dates.
gf!spidermegan comes to you after big fights with villains when shes injured or just needs comfort, knowing you'll tend to her wounds and cuddle her to sleep without hesitation.
gf!spidermegan constantly takes you out swinging as spiderman, taking you to sit on the roof of tall building to see pretty views or just taking you to where you need to go without a complaint.
gf!spidermegan LOVES doing the spiderman kiss with you all the time because she thinks its adorable
gf!spidermegan is deathly afraid of people finding out her identity incase villains link back to you and do something to you.
gf!spidermegan told you and only you she was spiderman, meaning you are the only person who knows, not even her members or family knows.
gf!spidermegan lets you try out her web shooters and immediately regrets it when you accidentally break something in her room.
gf!spidermegan hates how involved you want to be with her spiderman activity but knows you just want to help her.
a/n i apologise for not posting or fulfilling requests very quickly, i have CRAZY writers block right now so im struggling to write for more then 10 minutes and actually be happy with what i wrote. and anyone who is waiting for me to write requests, thank you for being patient with me
butch cassie x femme reader <3
﹕ ꒰ა pretty girl — cassie mckay .ᐟ ֹ ₊
"You like that one?" Cassie asked a few days ago, sat on the seat of your dressing room. She looked up at you with those wanting eyes, letting them wander over the lingerie tracing every curve of your body. Soft pink and lacy, your favorite.
"It's pretty," you nodded, still looking at yourself in the mirror in awe, "pretty expensive." The joke made her huff out a laugh before she stood up and rested a hand on your waist as she came up behind you."
"Nothing's more expensive than that smile of yours, baby," she smiled herself, "c'mon, let's go pay for it."
Now, after her 14 hour shift, you couldn't think of anything better than treating her to you by showering and making sure you both felt and looked good, spraying that perfume she always compliments, and slipping on the lacy fabric whose pink complimented your skin perfectly. You felt like an angel laid out on the bed for her with a candle lit across the room.
When she got home and called out your name, only to be met with silence, your heart raced despite yourself. Footsteps approached and the door creaked open before Cassie's head peaked in. Her expression was raw and genuine, her lips parting and eyebrows raising in unadulterated awe.
"Oh, my girl," she shakily sighs, running a hand through her dark, messy hair, "my pretty, pretty girl. All this for me?"
˖ ֹ੭୧ the women of the pitt hard launching their girlfriends on instagram pt. 1 ⊹ ࣪ ⑅
featuring — trinity santos, cassie mckay, and samira mohan
trinsantos
Liked by denniswhitaker, cassiemckay83, and others
trinsantos my girlfriend is so hot @ynsuser
ynsuser you're so hot come overrrrr oh my god
trinsantos you're literally right next to me in bed rn
denniswhitaker So happy for you guys! Love you both
drtorijavadi oh my god AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?? you two are so cute i'm gonna die i can't believe you didn't tell me
cassiemckay83 What a cute couple! I remember my first girlfriend. Take good care of her. 😊
trinsantos trust me she gets princess treatment
drtorijavadi GIRLFRIEND?!?!?
trinsantos crash your gaydar is so broken holy shit. don't tell me you're surprised

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Thinking about calling Cassie McKay "Daddy" while riding her strap…
Cw: smut/nsfw content, gender neutral reader, butch! Cassie, implied age gap relationship, daddy kink, strap usage + riding/penetrative sex (reader receiving), slightly rough sex, Cassie is a tease but also gentle when she needs to be, petnames used (baby, sweetheart, etc.)
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