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This is a direct post to @schizoidmania I understand where you're coming from, and I agree that stereotypes about Black women (and Latinas) in media exist and are worth discussing. But I don't think it's fair to conclude that one person's interpretation of a fictional character automatically reinforces racist tropes.
A character being dominant, masculine, or fitting a butch/futch/stud aesthetic isn't inherently racist. Those are legitimate ways that many real women, including Black women, choose to express themselves. Suggesting those traits become problematic solely cause the character is Black can also erase the diversity of Black women's identities.
Context matters. If someone consistently writes a character as dominant because that's how they interpret her personality, that's different from saying "she acts this way because she's Black." A trope isn't simply any recurring characteristic.
Saying "most of your works" portray her this way doesn't necessarily prove racial bias. Writers often have recurring preferences or favorite dynamics, like we said about ppl who portrait Megan as the loser or Daniela as the drug dealer. Unless there's evidence that the portrayal is based on race rather than personality, accusing someone of perpetuating racism is a serious thing to do.
It's completely fine to say, "This portrayal makes me uncomfortable because it reminds me of harmful stereotypes." That's a valid personal reaction. But it's different from saying someone else's interpretation is objectively perpetuating racism. Those are two different claims, and the latter requires stronger evidence than simply preferring a dominant characterization.
And if it is the case, then maybe don't read it. Nobody is obligating you to do so, is a fictional work, everybody has preferences, as to writing and as to reading. It is the case of sometimes, just silencing the author and move on with your life, just like I myself, did many times when I don't like specific tropes.
first of all, @schizoidmania i’m a black girl, so the assumption that i need to be ‘educated’ on these tropes is entirely misplaced. secondly, the entire point of alternate universes writing is taking creative liberties. it doesn’t matter if manon is highly feminine in real life… or any of the girls. in creative writing, characters are constantly adapted into different tropes, roles, and dynamics.
and i’m not refusing to understand what you’re saying. i understand, and it’s valid. what i didn’t like was the tone of what you sent me and especially the tone of this post. you say you’re not accusing me of racism, but the entire post is saying THAT I’M ENGAGING IN RACIST BEHAVIOR. so yes, i’m very upset about this, because instead of talking to me in private about it, where we could have had a constructive discussion, you decided to write an entire post accusing me of racism simply because most of my posts are about manon not being as feminine as she is in real life. do you understand my side of things? i hope so. as i said, today in particular isn’t a good day for me, and you’ve completely stressed me out with this.
if you feel so entitled to “educate” people out there, at least do it right.
i know that wasn’t directed to me, but its my friend and as a writer it pisses me off to know that someday i can write someone in a way ppl will not sympathize and for that accuse me of being something or doing something such as engaging in racist behavior.
so, again, SHE’S NOT PORTRAYING MANON IRL, its not an attempt at doing it, its simply a character made out of personal preferences, such as any other fucking story we read and write here.
stud women do exist, just as women who have preferences for them do exist, what’s the problem in picturing your celeb crush as someone who matches your preferences just like… we all do? just like writing for daniela x fem! reader knowing she’s straight? just like writing g!p knowing they don’t have a dick (lol)? just like writing about them dating each other knowing they’re all friends? just like creating a personality for them that doesn’t have anything to do with them irl just to write your story and be silly and happy about it?
you can go to the tag stud x femme and find a thousand girls wanting to date studs and try to educate them about how black women shouldn’t be seen as masculine, it won’t change their preferences and there’s nothing wrong with having them and wanting to write about it just like we all do here.
first of all, @schizoidmania i’m a black girl, so the assumption that i need to be ‘educated’ on these tropes is entirely misplaced. secondly, the entire point of alternate universes writing is taking creative liberties. it doesn’t matter if manon is highly feminine in real life… or any of the girls. in creative writing, characters are constantly adapted into different tropes, roles, and dynamics.
and i’m not refusing to understand what you’re saying. i understand, and it’s valid. what i didn’t like was the tone of what you sent me and especially the tone of this post. you say you’re not accusing me of racism, but the entire post is saying THAT I’M ENGAGING IN RACIST BEHAVIOR. so yes, i’m very upset about this, because instead of talking to me in private about it, where we could have had a constructive discussion, you decided to write an entire post accusing me of racism simply because most of my posts are about manon not being as feminine as she is in real life. do you understand my side of things? i hope so. as i said, today in particular isn’t a good day for me, and you’ve completely stressed me out with this.
if you feel so entitled to “educate” people out there, at least do it right.
pairing: sophia x megan
summary: sophia teaches megan how to really really fuck a woman right.
warnings: tiny age gap, megan sub!top, sophia power!bottom, power play.
it's my first time writing something on here.. let me know if you guys like it. my reqs are also open, so if you guys enjoyed it, I'd be pretty happy to receive ships options and stories you may wanna read!
Megan was pining on Sophia for the longest time ever. Every dance practice, every interview, at any time, she was staring, really really staring, and thinking about all the intimate ways that she could have her. Which was also unrealistic, at least she thought so.
Sophia didn't realize either, or at least Megan truly hoped she didn't. But it wasn't something new. Even Lara teased her for “having the hots for our leader” or “Megan needs someone to tell her what to do so bad that her eyes shine when Sophia is bossy.”
But Megan tried to really put all of this like a simple crush, like the one she had on Daniela for a few weeks, only because she got a bit demanding when they were practicing and she started to feel like a puppy around her.
Realistically, she was always looking for a way out of Sophia, and in the end, she always came back to her like a running dog.
That was until they were all alone.
Sophia was driving Megan home, and she was talking, all happy, enthusiastically, while Megan only was able to say a few hums here and there.
Not because she wasn't interested
But because Sophia was wearing really tiny clothes, driving, her hands on the wheel, around it, and all that Megan could think about was her fingers wrapped around her throat.
Sophia realized and of course she did, she was their leader after all and a good leader duty was to be aware of everything in her surroundings when it came of her girls, and she did her job very well, annoyingly well.
“Megs, baby, are you okay?” She asked, and the nickname sent shivers down Megan's spine.
“Oh.. yeah, Soph, I'm just lost in thoughts..” Megan said, simply, not wanting to drag on the subject
“You always do this face when you're thinking too much. What's wrong, baby? You can talk to me.” Yeah, she wasn't going to be let out of this too soon, not when Sophia was so stern about her.
She was always careful, and so gentle with Megan, and the younger girl tried to just convince herself it was Sophia's way of caring for her, of being there, even when Megan really thought she was getting dumb about how Sophia treated her.
It was so easy to have her wrapped around the older’s fingers, it didn't always take long to Megan disassociate while letting Sophia soft talk with her and treat her like a real baby.
Megan hated how easy it was.
It wasn't even something Sophia seemed to do on purpose. She would lower her voice just a little, tilt her head with that patient expression, and suddenly Megan felt seventeen again, caught doing something she shouldn't.
"Megs?"
She blinked, realizing she'd been staring at the dashboard instead of answering.
"Sorry."
"You don't have to apologize every time you drift away." Sophia smiled softly, eyes returning to the road. "I'm just making sure you're okay."
Megan let out a quiet laugh, more nervous than amused. "You worry too much."
"I literally get paid to."
"You don't."
"I practically do."
That earned a real laugh from Megan.
The silence that followed was comfortable for exactly twelve seconds before Sophia spoke again.
"Something's been on your mind for weeks." Megan's stomach dropped.
"You've been quieter during rehearsals. You keep zoning out whenever I talk to you one-on-one." Sophia tapped her fingers lightly against the steering wheel. "Did I do something?"
"No." The answer came too quickly. Sophia noticed.
"Megan." There it was again, that calm, steady tone that somehow made Megan want to confess every embarrassing thought she'd ever had.
"No, seriously," Megan said, rubbing the back of her neck. "You didn't do anything."
"Then what is it?"
She couldn't exactly say; I keep imagining you way more than I should, and every time you're close to me my brain completely short-circuits.
Megan didn't even realize when Sophia stopped the car in front of her house.
The one she shared with Lara, the one that was empty because Lara had decided to travel to see her family, the one she was pretty sure was going to hear her screams into the pillow because she was definitely going to suffocate herself as soon as she entered her safe space again.
“Am I making you feel uncomfortable, Megan?” And Megan was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice when Sophia's gaze darkened for a few seconds or the way her voice dropped down a few octaves while asking that question.
Megan blinked.
"What?”
“You heard me.” Sophia simply said and that made Megan's brain shatter.
It wasn't anything like the soft Sophia that usually over explained everything she had ever said.
"You... no?!" Megan let out a nervous laugh. "You do not make me uncomfortable, Fifi. I'm just kind of tired, I think. From all the training and—"
"Bullshit, Megan. I know you."
Megan's mouth snapped shut.
"I know when you're exhausted. I know when you're distracted. I know when Lara's annoyed you, when rehearsal went badly, when you're about to cry before you even realize it yourself."
Sophia leaned back against her seat, crossing her arms loosely.
"So don't insult either of us by pretending this is just because you're tired."
Megan stared down at her own hands, twisting her fingers together until her knuckles ached.
"I..." she started. Nothing came out.
Sophia simply watched with the same unwavering patience she'd always had, though there was something dark beneath it now. Megan didn't realize it.
"You've been avoiding looking at me," Sophia continued, like she was fact pointing. "Whenever it's just the two of us, you seem like you're somewhere else entirely."
She stretched her body, pushing the car seat backwards until it reached the limit it could, so she could turn her body towards Megan that felt smaller than she really was.
Megan stared at her, like really stared.
Sophia was shining from accumulated sweat, even though the air conditioning was on. Her muscles were defined from all the effort of the day. Her hair was so pretty and defined, falling in her shoulders. She looked obscenely divine.
Not even a single catch of breath that Megan did, tiny gasps as she tried to regain composure, passed by unnoticed by Sophia.
Then she made a bold move. Her hand moved to Megan's face.
Her fingertips hovered for the briefest moment, silently asking permission before settling against Megan's cheek.
Her palm was warm.
Her thumb rested lightly beneath Megan's cheekbone, brushing once in a gesture so gentle it almost undid her.
"There you are," Sophia murmured as soon as Megan's eyes went wide, her puppy face all over, as she was begging for something that she knew exactly what it was but couldn't say it out loud.
“Talk to me baby… what is going on in your beautiful and stupid little head?” Megan blinked a few times, surprised.
What the fuck was that? Did she misheard it? What she was saying? It couldn't be possible.
Megan's legs pressed together in an involuntary movement, parting her lips as if she was really thinking about saying something and staring, just staring, into Sophia's eyes.
They were darker than usual, and that scared the hell out of her.
“Oh.. I… Um…”
"You can't even look at me for more than a few seconds before you forget how to speak."
Heat rushed straight to Megan's face.
"I can speak."
"Can you?”
She opened her mouth to prove it.
Nothing came out.
Sophia's smile widened just enough to notice.
"I thought so.”
That was diabolical, Megan thought. Whatever the hell Sophia was doing, she was doing it on purpose.
Or maybe she wasn't.
Maybe this was just Sophia being Sophia, attentive, patient, terrifyingly observant, and Megan was the one reading too much into every look, every word, every lingering second of eye contact.
That had to be it. Because realistically?
She had never entertained the possibility that Sophia could be interested in her. Not really.
There was the age gap.
The fact that Sophia was their leader.
The countless reasons why crossing that line would be a terrible idea.
Besides… Megan wasn't even sure Sophia liked women.
Sophia's thumb remained resting against Megan's cheek, still enough that the absence of movement somehow felt more intimate than another caress would have.
"You think too loudly," Sophia said after a moment.
Megan thought about the hundred things she could say to Sophia at that moment.
You're making me horny. No, too direct.
This is too intimate. Sounded too harsh.
I don't know what you want from me. That sounded good actually.
But instead, she just whispered, voice low and soft. “I don't.. I don't understand it.. you..”
Sophia's brows furrowed, a bit confused at first, but her eyes opened up a little while looking into Megan's.
"I think," Sophia said, holding her gaze without flinching, "you understand me just enough to know exactly why you're so flustered.”
Oh.
Oh.
Sophia had noticed.
Fuck.
Shit, shit, shit.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
Megan had spent months convincing herself that no one could possibly tell. She'd planned to swallow every lingering glance, every racing heartbeat, every impossible thought until they disappeared on their own.
If they never did...
She would have carried them to the grave before risking everything by saying them out loud.
"You know I'm not dumb, Megan."
Sophia's voice was calm, almost impossibly so.
"I'm older. I've lived a little more than you have." The corner of her mouth curved into the smallest smile. "And everything you're feeling, I felt it when I was your age."
Megan's breath caught.
"But..." Sophia continued quietly, "I had the courage to admit it."
"You..." Megan swallowed. "What are you saying?"
"I never wanted to make you feel cornered," Sophia said, not responding to it directly. "That's why I waited."
"Waited?"
"I still don't know if I'm reading you correctly," Sophia admitted, her voice softer than before. "Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. So I'm not going to put words in your mouth."
Her hand slowly slipped away from Megan's cheek, giving her the space to lean closer or farther away.
"I'm only going to ask you one question."
Megan's heartbeat hammered against her ribs. She was so sure Sophia could hear it.
"When you look at me… What is it that you're trying so hard not to tell me?”
The exhale that left Megan's lips was desperate. Before she could lose her nerve, she leaned forward.
It wasn't graceful. It wasn't planned.
It was impulsive, desperate, terrifying.
She closed the distance between them and pressed her lips to Sophia's.
For one suspended heartbeat, the world disappeared.
Megan's mind screamed that she'd made the biggest mistake of her life.
She was already pulling back, panic flooding her chest.
"Oh my God—"
"Megan." Sophia just said, calmly.
Megan couldn't bring herself to look up.
"I'm sorry," she rushed out. "I shouldn't have—I know you're my leader, and I know this changes everything, and I—"
"Megan."
This time, Sophia's tone carried just enough firmness to make her stop spiraling.
Slowly, Megan lifted her gaze.
Sophia was looking at her with an expression Megan had never seen before.
It wasn't long before Sophia pressed their lips together once again.
It was soft. Sophia's lips were so soft, so calm and deliberate that made Megan whimper on the spot.
Their noses brushed, a feather-light touch that made Megan's breath hitch. She could feel the warmth of Sophia's tongue that calmly made her way towards the tiny gap their mouths produced while moving.
Megan's fingers instinctively curled into the fabric of her own jeans, grounding herself against the overwhelming rush of emotion. She had imagined kissing Sophia countless times, but nothing had prepared her for how gentle she would be.
She could feel the warmth of Sophia's breath mingling with her own, each slow inhale and exhale shared in the tiny space between them. The kiss lingered, unhurried, their lips moving with hesitant familiarity as if they were learning each other.
Then Sophia parted her lips, demanding, her tongue was then placed between her lips, slowly sucking on them, which caused such an obvious whimper that it was almost pathetic for the younger girl.
Sophia only smiled, listening to her and wanting more, so she pressed her tongue against Megan's. That made her brain scream, not only her brain, but also letting out a soft sound.
It was like she was never touched by a woman before.
And honestly, it was nothing like Sophia touched her.
She was so damn soft. So gentle, but also, her grasp was firm. Her hands were firm on Megan's sides, pressed on her waist, and for a second, she lifted her up.
Fuck how was she strong? Megan didn't even know that Sophia could have that much strength in her.
When she realized, she was basically being manhandled by Sophia towards her lap. And the lips parted for a few seconds but not for long because soon enough, the older girl was attacking Megan's red and full mouth.
If the first kiss was experimental, that kiss was dirty. Sophia kissed with hunger, mouth open, tongue directly towards Megan and taking her inside.
It was so warm and in contrast to the cold in the car, it gave goosebumps all over the younger girl's body.
Sophia could feel it, her skin warming up, not only that, but she was bold also, handsy, the fingertips darting away from the hem of the shirt and grabbing firmly against Megan's hips, the nails really digging into them.
It wasn't until Sophia backed a bit away from the kiss, that Megan realized that she was grinding on her lap. That made the older girl laugh.
It was a mean laugh, a laugh that made Megan's core hurt, pulse, a wet dot becoming uncomfortable in her underwear. And also look so ashamed of how horny that made her.
“Oh baby… Are you horny? So soon? I didn't even do anything to you..” Sophia said, a condescending tone, looking at Megan's eyes with a mocking pout on her lips
“I… Soph..” Megan tried to say, anything, really get out of her chest, but she couldn't. It was impossible.
“Or is that.. you wanted me for so long that now you can't even think straight mhm?” She asked obviously rhetorical. “How many girls have you fucked, Megan?”
Oh.. that was.. something..
“I.. I don't know? What is this question?” Megan asked, and she didn't know if she was just dumb from the kiss or if it was really an absurd question.
“I want to know, because I will teach you how to be better for them… You're so sloppy, such a cute little and stupid girl. You only think about yourself…” Sophia tilted her head to the side.
“Not even a few minutes of kissing and you're already grinding on my lap baby… You need to know how to give a woman her pleasure, and I'm going to teach you how to do it. Ok?”
All that Megan could do was nod dumbly while looking at her.
And that was how she ended up in the position she was right now.
Sophia was on her bed, sprawled, legs opened. She was fully naked and her body was so fucking devine, Megan just wanted to dive in and kiss her, drag her tongue all over her body.
“See, baby.. Megs, pay attention, right?” She commanded and once again, just a dumb nod from the younger girl.
Sophia's hands dragged towards her own body. It rested on her breasts for a second, provoking her hardened nipple, teasing it, drawing circles around it until she felt it was enough to go down on her legs.
She parted herself even more, always looking into Megan's eyes that shine in anticipation. Megan was sitting in the bed, on her knees practically, her hands resting on her thighs in a fully submissive position, not taking her eyes off of Sophia's body for even a second.
That made Sophia's body hot all over it. It was perverted, Megan was her apprentice, her younger girl since the first day. But she was always very perceptive of everything that surrounded Megan.
How tall she was, but in comparison, how easily gullible and so easy to intercept. To corrupt, manipulate. She always thought about this, she touched herself thinking about this, and now she couldn't believe it was finally happening.
She slid her fingers easily against her folds, not so wet, but enough to drag around her entrance, gaining more of that slick to go back to her clit.
“Look, Megs.. Like this, it's better when it's slow.. Can you see how wet I get when I touch myself with soft circles?” Her voice was breaking a little, gasping a few times, rubbing in tiny movements around her sensitive nub.
“I like to enjoy.. I don't like desperate touches. That just makes.. oh, fuck. That makes you look like a needy little whore, and we don't want that.. right?” Megan's eyes filled with tears while looking at Sophia.
She nodded, but Sophia didn't like that answer.
“Words, baby.”
“Y-yeah.. yeah Fifi.. We don't.. we don't want that..” Megan's voice was in a blink of desperation, but she didn't want to look like that. She wanted to be good. She needed to be good.
“Good girl baby, now I'm going to touch myself for a few more minutes.. god, so you can look.. and then.. you'll get your turn..”
Megan nodded eagerly, watching attentively.
Sophia's fingertips darted, pressing her clit in a continuous pressure that didn't ease up, but it didn't accelerate either, it was almost as if she was so consistent but it was hard when it was on herself.
She felt herself sometimes slip up, getting frustrated, her moans suppressed by the way she was biting her lips, and that moment lasted so much on Megan's mind even though it was only a few tiny minutes.
It was only when Sophia was frustrated enough from her almost orgasms, that she let go of her hand, guiding Megan towards her own body.
“Come, baby, now you're going to do exactly as I taught you. Remember everything, if you're not good, I won't be letting you touch me anymore.” Megan whimpered at the thought, a small pout forming into her mouth.
She made the decision to be on her best behaviour, she needed that so bad, she needed to be good to Sophia.
Megan's body laid on top of hers, her knees becoming a steady place for her body as one of her arms. Her hand laid out, getting in the middle of the legs almost immediately because she really couldn't handle much provocation.
Sophia was really grateful for that because she didn't think she could handle it either.
Megan's fingers traced the lips, gaining the slick in her fingertips, almost moaning as to how much Sophia had become wet. She slowly started to rub the digital around her pussy, until it reached where Sophia needed the most.
Her clit was already sensible and it gave her a bit of a spasm when Megan touched it there. It was experimental, a deliberate but slow ache that grew in her stomach as Megan's fingers tried to replicate her exact moves.
It was perfect. Sophia's mouth was open, moaning quietly, tiny gasps and soft sounds coming out of her throat, looking into Megan's eyes, an approval.
That made Megan's touch more bold, she pressed a little bit more, creating more friction there, and that made Sophia grab her arms immediately.
Megan opened up her eyes wide in her direction, looking as if she made something wrong. But the view was so obscene she could cum just from watching it.
Sophia had her brows furrowed, eyes closed, lips parted and panting loudly. Chest moved as her breath became more hitched and her nails were digging into her flesh as her life depended on it.
“That's.. fuck Megan, that's it princess.. touch me exactly like that.. fuck, don't.. keep it like that..” Sophia's voice was on a brink, she was becoming more and more needy.
It was like music, actually, better than music.
Nothing could ever top the needy moans that Sophia Laforteza could let out in your ear during sex being so demanding and bossy.
Megan continued exactly like that. She didn't dare to move the slightest of her fingers.
She pressed, she circled, she made enough friction on Sophia's clit that now she was drowning in wetness. Slick being created so fast that it was pathetically easy to rub with the amount of pressure that she needed.
The pit that grew in her stomach was big enough that her eyes created tears, spitting them out practically, opening up them so that she could look at Megan, nodding frantically, desperately.
“Yes baby.. yes, yes, I'm going.. shit, I'm going to cum ok? Please.. don't stop.. I'm going..” That was enough, the warning was enough.
“See how wet.. how wet I am for you.. God, I'm going to cum all over your fingers..” Sophia was such a talker, a smooth one, her voice was so warm and gentle still, but desperate, needy, it was raw.
That made Megan's blood boil, she could only look at Sophia so enchanted that she didn't knew what to do with herself.
Sophia came in an intense move. Her sounds stopped for a second, mouth parted until she collapsed fully, her body trembling, legs shaking around Megan's.
Her nub was so sensible that it pulsed right into Megan's fingertips, and it was a pathetic sight. A sight so diabolical that it was impossible not to look. Actually, she didn't knew what to look.
If she watched Sophia falling apart, her face, or her cunt.
When she finally came down from her high, her hands went down to grab Megan's, stopping her movements.
“That's it baby.. you were perfect..” Megan's ears perked up at that, looking at her like a puppy, a happy one.
“You.. you think I was a good girl?” Megan asked and Sophia laughed, ridiculous at how that question sounded.
“So much of a praise huh?.. You were a good girl, my love. So good, I'm going to let you use your tongue on me, ok? You deserved it. It's something you earn from me, a reward. Don't grow accustomed to it.”
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you and daniela have been girlfriends for a while now , dating THE most beautiful woman you’ve ever met has been a dream you never want to wake up from . and dani? dani was too good to be true , she was heaven for you , your honeybee and god you loved the way she looked at you .
the way her soft touch grazed your skin , making you on your knees for her , her soft lips meeting yours , maybe even felt more perfect than anything else , the way her hands perfectly rested on your waist. dani had a soft sheer toned voice only made for you , when she called you baby you swore it felt like honey dripping form the latinas lips , after being 7 months into this relationship the little things still make you explode with butterflies like a giddy highschool girl gushing over her crush.
intimacy with daniela , meant alot to the both of you , it wasn’t just sex it was the moment ya where your bodies united into one , the way you perfectly molded and moved together slowly and gently . you and dani were both in previous relationships and in such you had previous experiences however , nothing felt close to what you two share , it has never reached to the spark that dani gave you and nothing will ever come close.
in the past few months you’ve decided to take it slow with dani , you liked kissing her a lot , the soft tender round lips she has meeting yours in a slow motion dance . dani loved to fix her hands on your waist whenever you kisses , yours came perfectly round her neck , sometimes they’d come up to her hair scratching her scalp if you’re on her lap , dani would melt at that , letting our obvious low noises of pleasure .
her hands would mold with your waist , rubbing small rounded circles as she kissed you deeply , your lips attached and moving together not in a hurry but just in the moment , you can feel when dani’s eyes shut and her body just melts and lets go . you tilt your head following your tounge meeting danis as the kiss progresses , your hands going up to her face to stroke her soft cheeks , the whimper leaving dani . and yours when her hands find the end of your shorts squeezing them gently feeling dani’s soft smile.
your body cowardly starts to grind your hips moving against the latinas clothed bottoms , dani moans eagerly exhorting in your mouth , you swallow her moans feeling the kiss by tilting your head , your hands tightening around her neck as you find the balance and rhythm of your hips . dani breaks the kiss for a moment your faces meters apart,her breath hot and heavy hitting your face “ baby m’need you please” dani’s eyes are half lidded , her lips swollen and red pink from your kisses ,“ you ready for this amor?” . she asks you gently cupping your face her thumbs coming to your bottom lip rubbing it gently .
you nod complying but it’s not enough for dani “ words baby, i’ll guide you this night , THIS moment it’s about you & me us together okay? i love you so much we can stop at anytime angel , our safe word in red okay? . if you can’t speak tap my shoulders twice i got you. you’re safe bubba” dani reassures you you kiss her lips slowly for a few seines . “ i love you daniela im ready baby don’t stop ever please . “ you murmur soflty your noses grazing each other , dani smiling sweetly before she rubs your noses together your foreheads aligned .
dani murmurs soft reassurments into your lips before she kisses you slowly she lays you back on your bed , you thump back as you look up at her , her hair straightened before the night before perfectly brown her hazel eyes fully dilated as she brushes your cheek kissing your skin gently. “ ready mi amor?” she asks you again gently , “ m’ready mama “ you simply reply squeezing her hips “ dani i , i wanna try making you feel good” your words were coming out a bit stuttered you felt your cheeks flush , dani looked at you soflty “ baby - i wanna make you feel good too you don’t have to worry about me “ she shaked her head “ no - no i really want to please let me dani” you begged , dani folded at your pouty lips and your puppy dog eyes .
you kissed dani slowly , tangling your tounge immediately causing the latinas cock to harden , you felt poking at your thighs before your slowed your kisses along dani’s Jaw , her eyes fluttering “ mmh” she whimpers lowkey , “ does that feel good baby?” you ask nervously , dani nods “ yeah so good keep going sweet girl” you blush at the pet name as you resume your kisses and your hips grinding down low against the latinas dented cock , dani hissing again” fffuckk sweetheart take it off m’cant take it anymore need you” she whimpers needily , before slipping away her pants leaving her in her boxers , your eyes widen at the sight , her balls were sat there all bothered hitting the base of her boxers.
you straddle dani again , going down with your hips you slolwy grind again , your clothed pussy hitting dani’s cock , her head falls back squeezing your hips . “ that’s it baby fuckkkk you feel so good” , you blush quickening your pace “ sweetheart use your hands can you do that?” dani perks up , you look down at her cock “ ookay baby yeah” .
dani sees your hesitation as she holds you hands “ it’s okay i’m here we don’t have to do anything you do t want to okay?” you shake your head “ i want to baby guide me okay?” dani takes your hands placing it on her base “ can you feel that baby? that’s how my body reacts to okay? , now take your hands and just simply stroke it , gentle strokes, y’hear me? you can do it pretty i got you” dani guides you , you take a deep breath .
finding your hands simply stroking dani’s cock , you find the movement making dani’s hips tighten she relaxes biting her lips from moaning “ that’s it baby so good flatten your hands and keep going” you nod , flattening your hands before you stark stroking again , her balls growing tighter and tighter while you melodically shift your hands up and down .
dani takes your hands to a half for one moment “ you’re doin so good baby , now let’s switch it up make a good use of your mouth f’me yeah?” she whispered , “ my mouth?” - , you felt your cheeks blush again , you nod taking off dani’s boxers , her cock sprung out meters to her tummy , her tip screaming in hot pink , spilling out a hint of pre cum.
“ s’okay sweet girl cmere” dani tilts your cheek to kiss your lips soflty , you melt in her arms before she breaks it kissing your forehead gently , “ now listen to my words, y’see that pink head , that’s called the tip , you’re gonna use your mouth gently to taste me okay? , you graze it with your tounge or your hands whatever you want “ you nod “ okay i love you dani” you take a deep breath whilst dani watches you while rubbing g your hips “ i love you baby you can do it” .
you prepare to open your mouth , slipping your tongue , carefully over dani’s glistering tip, you mold your mouth with it , grazing your tip over it just like what dani said , you close your eyes humming at the salty bead taste in your mouth , you carefully take your mother deeper swallowing her base .
dani hums in pleasure watching you swallow her full “ that’s right mama doin so good use your head bop up and down and carefully swallow , don’t let yourself gag sweet girl , once you feel me reach your roof slow down and relax we got all night s’okay mama you got this” dani reassures you again , you rub dani’s thighs in gentle circles while you down your head once more , your tongue mixed with her skin creating spit all over , you press her tip gently just your bottom teeth , dani hisses at the action with her hands slolwy stroking your hair as you keep going sigh yiur motion. you bob your head up and down following daniela’s words , you gently take more and more of her , you feel her reaching the roof of your mouth, she’s so big you can feel your eyes watering and you can almost gag .
“ mmh okay cariño m almost there” dani whimpers slowly she thrust her hips just a a bit the angle making you roll your eyes , moving your mourn even more , you switch abruptly using your hands to stroke her cock , she was already glistering from your mouth , you spat on your hands slowly stroking g her tip , dani immediately recanted her orgasm, her cum oozing out , you take the initiative to kick it clean grazing her tip with your tongue , her cock fell softening on her stomach . her curls in a mess her eyes big and soft and her lips swollen as she panted from the ride.
you spit out panting at how big the latina is dani cooing softly “ did so good f’me baby you were amazing “ you smile wiping your night “ thank you angel js wanted to make you feel good “ you kiss her lips slowly and sweetly.
CONTENT WARNINGS: g!p megan skiendiel, creampie, fingering (d receieving), squirting, handjob, edging, virgin megan, anal (KIND OF.), humor, fluff at the end, daniela lwk has a breeding kink, humor, recording during sex, college au. featuring lara and manon AND MENTIONS OF MAPHINZ!!!1 YAY!
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SYNOPSIS: After a draining experience at a party with her best friend Lara, Megan starts to receive anonymous messages by an unknown number. Who would’ve known it was her high school crush texting her all this time?
A/N: hello everynyan.. ok sorry for not posting in like 3 days I've been streaming like all the world cup matches NON STOPP!! anyways enjoy this I was playing in that google doc
The deafening sound of the speakers was too much for Megan, the bass thumping so hard it vibrated through the floorboards. She had been dragged to this party by her best friend Lara, who was a total partygirl.
It's not that she didn’t enjoy parties, she had been to a few in the past. Megan just didn’t know how to socialize with people in an environment like this. Loud, energetic, and overall just overwhelming.
She watched as Lara grinded on a girl she knew from class, leaning against the wall. A few minutes later, she tapped on her shoulder, interrupting that little dance session. “Im- Uh.. Just gonna go to the bathroom.”
Once she excuses herself, she runs straight to the bathroom, almost tripping on her baggy oversized jeans. Megan twists the doorknob. And of course, it’s locked. A groan leaves her mouth, pulling out her phone to text her friend, Manon, to come and get her out of here instead.
As soon as she opens iMessage, the door finally opens. Megan turns to the door and waits for the person inside to come out. She watches as Daniela walks out the bathroom, her striking features making Megan’s breath hitch.
Daniela had been Megan’s crush for quite some time, ever since high school. Almost all her friends knew it too, the way Megan would stiffen up every time the Latina would pass by her, the way Daniela’s name would always be in Megan’s mouth no matter what the conversation was.
Megan walked in the bathroom, her shoulder barely brushing against Daniela’s. She closes the door behind her, locking it and leaning against the hard wood. She pulls out her phone again, calling Manon. The blaring music from outside was enough to burst her eardrums.
It rings. Then it rings a second time. On the third ring, Manon finally answers. “Manz! Okay, I know it’s like, really late, but can you please do me a favor?” Megan pleads, her voice sounding almost anxious.
“Yeah, what's up?” Manon yawns, running a hand down her face. “Okay, so I'm at this party, right? Lara is like, totally wasted and she doesn’t want to leave! I mean, she literally dragged me here! And listen to this, she didn’t even let me get ready at all, and I just walked past Daniela, man! She must’ve thought I looked horrible..”
Manon scoffs, teasing her through the phone. “Damn.. you saw Daniela? Did you talk to her?” Megan sits on the ground, her back against the door. “N-No.. I was scared.. But don’t tell anybody this! I swear, if you do, I'm killing you.”
“Yeah, yeah. Okay. So, what was that favor you wanted?” Manon sits up, her voice hoarse. “Can you pick me up? Please, Manz.. Be a good friend..” “Sorry Megan, but you're on your own. I’ve gotta get up early tomorrow to see Sophia. But good luck on your.. Whatever you’ve got going on.”
And before Megan can even react, Manon hangs up. She stands up, dusting off her jeans and walking out the bathroom, which seems to have formed a line. Was she really in there for that long? She whines, apologizing to the people waiting.
Megan walks out the party and calls an uber, the cold air blowing into her face. Once her uber arrives, she immediately gets in the car, a long sigh coming out of her. “Long day, huh?” The driver asks, but she doesn’t respond, she just looks out the window.
Once she arrives onto campus, she checks her phone. 2:30AM. Was she really there for that long? Megan makes her way over to the residence hall, walking up the stairs and walking to her dorm.
She opens the door, immediately laying on her bed and rubbing her eyes. Her phone lights up with a notification, a text from Lara.
“megan!!! i was literally looking for you the whole time just to find out you left”
Megan knows she's screwed the second she reads that message. But does she really care? She’s way too exhausted to even think, let alone respond. Megan closes her eyes, her body relaxing against her as sleep takes over her.
The morning sun glared into Megan’s eyes, waking her up right away. She sat up, looking over to her roommate's bed. Empty. Lara still wasn’t home? That’s a first. Megan turns on her phone, unlocking it and going to her messages.
lara: megan im staying at this girls house so see you tomorrow night.
Sent 3:20AM
manon: wanna hang out tomorrow? i just got the new valorant dlc!
Sent yesterday
Unknown: i saw you alone at that party last night, cutie. see you in chem tomorrow. <3
Sent yesterday
Megan flinches at that last message. Unknown? Who could that even be? Megan wasn’t really popular, she had a couple of friends and that’s it. Safe to say she kept to herself most of the time.
It didn’t make sense to her at all, The only people having her phone number being Manon, Lara, Yoonchae, and Sophia.
She sets her phone down on the bed, furrowing her eyebrows. A few seconds pass before she unlocks her phone again, her curiosity taking over.
Megan responds to the “unknown” contact.
“whos this?”
Read at 8:15AM
Read immediately? Her thumbs hover over the screen as she chews on her bottom lip.
Unknown: somebody from your chem class, but you’ll just have to wait and find out, baby.
Sent just now.
Wow. Vague much? Megan stood up from her bed, putting her phone into her pocket as she walked to the bathroom to get ready. She did the usual, she washed her face like always, and styled her hair the same way she always did.
After that, she walked back to her room, rummaging through her closet and picking out a nice outfit; a pair of baggy jeans and a hoodie. Once she finished, she grabbed her backpack, sitting back on her bed and watching reels until she had to leave.
When 10:00AM finally came, she put her shoes on and walked out of her dorm, almost tripping down the stairs due to her oversized jeans. Megan walked to her first class, which was chemistry.
She walked into the lecture hall, sitting in a seat in the back corner. A bunch of people were there too, but she didn’t care about that. The only thing she really cared about in that exact moment was that unknown number who texted her.
And then,
Megan saw her.
She watched as Daniela walked up the stairs, and made her way to the seat in the back corner. Right next to Megan. Her entire body stiffened the second she sat down, her fingers twitching against the armrest.
A few minutes into the lesson, Megan had probably looked at Daniela about a million times. Well, what was she supposed to do? Ignore her longtime crush who's sitting right next to her, right in her presence?
After what feels like hours, the lecture finally ends. Megan stands up, grabbing her notes and putting them back into her backpack.
As she starts to walk off, she hears a thump behind her. Curious, she turns around, only to find Daniela’s bag and notes on the floor, which she totally dropped on purpose.
“Oops! Silly me! Come on, Megan. Be a dear and help me, yeah?” She crouches down, grabbing her bag and setting it down on the seat next to her.
Megan grabs her notes and papers, unzipping her backpack with her slim hands. Daniela’s hand brushed against Megan’s, making her body twitch.
“O-Okay.. that should be it.” Megan stuttered as she zipped up Daniela’s bag, rubbing her neck with her hand.
She looks up at Megan, a sly grin on her face. “Thank yooouuu. You’re so nice, y’know that? And you have really.. nice hands too..”
Her voice was smooth, so smooth in fact Megan could feel herself getting a boner just by the sound of her voice.
“T-Thanks..” Before Megan can scurry away, Daniela grabs her arm. “Don’t go yet.. I need some help with other stuff too..”
“Like.. like what?” She asks, her face slightly getting hot. “Come to my dorm tonight, you’ll see exactly what I need help with.”
And with that, Daniela walks off. Megan can’t believe what just happened. She thought she was dreaming.
Once she finished the rest of her classes. She made her way to her dorm, her heart beating so fast it felt like it would pop out of her chest.
Megan checks her phone again once she reaches her dorm, a new message appearing.
Unknown: my dorm number is 308, im waiting for you. <3
Sent just now.
She immediately perks up, standing up and running to the bathroom to get ready. Megan runs a hand through her hair, making sure she looks absolutely perfect.
She walks out her room, taking the stairs up to the third floor. Once she reaches room 308, she knocks, her palms already sweaty.
Daniela opens the door in almost an instant, looking up at the taller girl. She grabs Megan’s hand, pulling her into the room and pinning her against the wooden door.
She pulls her into a deep, messy kiss, her hands running down Megan’s body. Daniela moans in between kisses, murmuring sweet nothings in Megan’s ear.
“Oh, you have no idea how badly I’ve been wanting this..” She whispers as she pulls away, caressing Megan’s cheek with her thumb.
“You know what’ll be fun? If we record this..” Daniela pulls out her phone, handing it to Megan. She presses record, whining like a little puppy.
Daniela settles on her knees, playing with the waistband of Megan’s sweatpants that she had changed into before coming.
“You’re the cutest thing ever, Megan.. Did you really think I didn’t notice you getting hard earlier?” Daniela teased, her fingers running down the heavy bulge in the Wasian’s sweats.
“I wasn’t.. I didn’t get hard.” Megan shuts her eyes, her face turning into a deep shade of red. “Now now, what’s the point in lying, mi amor?”
That little nickname was enough to make her cum right there. But she didn’t. She knew better.
Daniela pulled down Megan’s waistband, revealing her hard, veiny length. Her hands found its way onto her shaft, jerking her off.
“D-Dani.. Close..” Those two words only make Daniela pump her dick faster and faster. And when Megan is about to cum? She stops, letting go of her cock.
“P-Please.. Let me cum.. I can’t..” Tears swell at the corner of Megan’s eyes, her hands shaking. “Why should I? You can go on for longer, right?”
Daniela teases, licking a stripe down Megan’s thick cock. “So good..” She whines, burying her hands in Daniela’s hair.
“Cum.. Cover me in your load.” Daniela orders, jerking Megan off even faster than before.
And she obeys, covering Daniela’s face in her release. “That was..” She’s at a loss for words, an awkward smile appears on her face as she tries to process what’s going on.
“Megan.. need you inside me..” Daniela stands up, grabbing Megan by the waistband of her sweats and dragging her to the bed.
Daniela takes off her miniskirt, pulling her soaked panties down as well. She bends over, arching her back. Megan admires the sight in front of her, her cock hardening with every glance she takes.
“W-Wait.. Daniela..” She stutters, a sudden wave of anxiousness washing over her.
“Hm? What’s wrong, baby? If you want, we can stop.” Daniela sits up, turning around to face Megan.
“I don’t.. um.. I don’t know where to put it.”
“..What?”
Daniela’s face softens, her bottom lip jutting out.
“Im.. a- I’ve never.. uh..”
“You’re a virgin?”
Megan nods her head, looking down in embarrassment. She feels Daniela’s arms embrace her, burying her face in the crook of her neck.
“Oh you poor thing.. Don’t worry, I’ll be your first.” Daniela reassures her, leaving small kisses on Megan’s neck before turning back around and positioning herself like how she was.
Megan steps forward, slapping her dick on Daniela’s ass. “Okay.. um.. Do I put it in here?” She pushes forward slowly, biting her lip.
“O-Ow! Megan! What the fuck!? That’s my ass!”
“Shit.. I’m sorry! I’ll take it out.. But honestly, it does feel really goo-“
“MEGAN!”
“Okay, Okay! It’s out! I’m sorry..”
Megan finally finds the right hole after what feels like ages, making Daniela feel like she’s in heaven. If heaven is being impaled by a big fat dick, that is.
“J-Just like that.. You're doing so good, Megan..” Daniela can feel herself getting closer and closer, gripping the bedsheets as pornographic moans leave her mouth.
“D-Dani.. Cumming..” Megan whines out, the sight of Daniela’s ass clapping against her pelvis making her brain feel mushy.
“Cum inside me.. Fill me with your babies..” Daniela cries out, her body shaking in pleasure.
Megan finishes inside Daniela, pulling out right after just to witness the white substance ooze out of her.
She flips the phone camera, to where it’s recording her face. Megan looks down at Daniela, her hands shaking.
“Jesus, Megan.. you're so good at this.. But you can do better, right?” Daniela teases, turning around and pulling the taller girl into a sloppy kiss.
The second she pulls away, Megan whines, a singular tear running down her cheek. “Dani.. ‘Need you so bad..”
She pleads, resting her hands on Daniela’s waist. “I know you do, just hang on a bit, okay?” Daniela rubs her thumb against Megan’s bottom lip, sticking it in her mouth.
She giggles, pulling her thumb out and wrapping her arm around Megan’s shoulder, leaving bites on her neck.
“You’re so adorable, Megan.. I just want you all to myself..” Daniela whispers, sucking and marking her neck.
Daniela pulls away from her, lying down on the bed and gripping Megan’s hand. “Finger me, mi amor. Let me feel how skilled those hands of yours are.”
Megan flips the camera once more, recording Daniela’s exposed, soaking pussy.
Megan immediately obeys, running a finger down her slick folds as she sticks her index finger in her tight pussy.
She adds a second finger, pushing her digits in and out of her hole. “D-Dani.. you’re so tight..”
“It’s like my body was made for you.. I’m so close..” Those words make Megan go even deeper, adding a third finger.
“C-Cumming.. Fuck..!” Megan watched as the bedsheets underneath Daniela were dampening, a stream of her fluids coating the sheets and Megan’s face.
Megan finally stops the recording, dropping Daniela’s phone on the bed.
The next few moments were just silence, along with heavy breathing. It wasn’t awkward. Not at all. Almost like a comforting silence.
Megan sat down on the bed, sinking down on the mattress. “Dani.. how did you.. how did you even get my number in the first place?”
She sat up, sitting next to Megan and laying her head on her shoulder. “Manon.”
“W-What? Are you serious? Manon?” Megan’s entire body freezes, her breathing going from calm to intense.
“Mhm.. Well. I’m actually glad she told me about your little crush on me.. I’d do anything just to relive this for the first time again.”
“Hey! Don’t.. say it’s a little crush.” Megan’s face turns into a deep shade of cherry red, her face heating up. “It’s way more than that.”
“More than that? Like what?”
“Daniela.. I’m.. I’m so in love with you. So in love in fact that words can’t even describe how badly I crave you.” She whispers, her voice breaking.
“Not a day passes where I don’t think of you, where I don’t think of a future with you. Tonight made me realize how real my feelings are for you..”
Megan sighs, bouncing her leg on the wooden tiled floor.
“Megan, you literally just fucked the shit out of me and now you’re confessing your love to me?”
“..Yeah.”
“That’s like.. the sweetest thing someone has ever done for me.”
Megan looks up, a smile on her face.
“Seriously?”
“Yeah.”
“Sooo..”
“Yes, you can stay the night. But! Only if you do my notes for chem.”
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like god really had to bring this woman into the world, make her wlw, and put her far enough away that she could never kiss me. yea i get it. homophobia wins ig :/
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