#dunlapism

warnings: hate sex, make up sex, finger sucking, spanking, degradation, p in v sex, g!p cate, unprotected sex, creampie, hair pulling, cheating, breeding kink, fingering, cate is a baby when it comes to aftercare.

it was unclear where marie and cate both stood. they didn’t like eachother but hate was a very strong word to use on eachother, so they didn’t understand whether to fight it out or to let go of it.

they chose to fuck it out.

after a heated argument in cate’s dorm, cate had marie bent over her desk, hips thrusting and pushing forwards inside of her, hands marking her hips. “i fucking—fucking hate when you remind me of that, fucking bitch.” cate grunted, her cock curving up inside of marie’s warm, tight walls, creating friction on her g spot.

“doesn’t—ah—doesn’t change the fact you did it!” a whimper escapes marie’s throat, her head lolling down as her clit scrapes against the edge of the desk everytime cate pounds into her pussy like it’s her only source of therapy. “doesn’t mean you can mention it,” her hand came up and came back down against marie’s ass, a jolt of pain and pleasure stinging against her skin before her head was pulled up from cate grabbing her hair. “fuuuuck, your pussy’s good—you tellin’ me jordan’s never fucked you this good?” she chuckled, her cock practically abusing marie’s cervix, her hands grabbing at her locks.

“don’t—mm—talk about jordan, oh god..” marie cried out in pleasure when cate started to pick up her pace, her cock hilting deeper inside of marie’s snug gummy walls. “don’t make demands,” cate brought her hand up and back down against marie’s ass, earning another whimper from her, “especially when you’re the one taking my cock like the cheating fucking slut you are.” her hips thrusted faster, balls slapping against her, hands leaving crescent marks in her skin

marie moaned cate’s name like a prayer—a prayer that should never have been spoken, her walls clenching around cate’s girthy, throbbing length, trying to milk her as fast as she can. “cate—please—s’ too much..jordan—jordan needs me later.” marie whimpered, her clit throbbing painfully as the desk kept giving her pearl the friction she desperately needed. “jordan, can wait.” cate huffed, her cock pistoning in out of marie with a pace no man can keep up with. “gonna fill you up with my cum, hm? claim your womb before that fucker can,” cate chuckled, pressing a kiss to marie’s shoulder, driving her cock to directly hit her cervix, making her cry out.

“oh that’s it, tell me who you really belong to.” cate chuckled, her smile faded as she furrowed her brows in concentration before she emptied her load deep inside of marie’s wet cunt, her hand coming around to feel her belly swell with her load, groaning loudly, not stopping until she was completely milked dry, pulling out and letting her cock rest atop of marie’s ass, watching her cum lazily leak out of marie’s puffy and abused folds and watching it run down her thighs, her cock twitching at the sight.

“if you get pregnant, come to me, hm? i’ll knock you up even further.” cate brushed her lips against the shell of her ear, her fingers gathering her spilt cum and shoving it back inside of marie’s hole, circling her fingers before pulling them out, bringing it to marie’s lips. “suck. i wanna let jordan know how much of a slut you are for me and my cock.” she muttered, watching her lazily run her tongue along cate’s fingers, whimpering softly.

“you’re a bitch.” marie finally pulled away from her fingers with a pop, standing back up before stumbling on the bed. cate stood there with her cock half hard hanging out, watching her, the heat in her eyes leaving—only to be replaced by something softer, marie caught it, a soft chuckle, “no aftercare?” she muttered, feeling vulnerable under her eyes. cate fumbled and crawled back onto the bed with her, tucking her cock back into her heart boxers shyly, wrapping her arm around the girl.

a comfortable silence draped over them before cate broke it, “you know im..im really sorry for what i did before.” she murmured against marie’s temple, “i regret every single thing. except for one.”

cate watched marie turn her head in confusion, waiting for her to continue, “i don’t regret meeting you. i just—i feel like a terrible person but i know you have the heart to forgive me.” cate kissed her head, “of course—of course i do.”

*digs around in my maddie folder*

is THIS the pic you were looking for?🃏

pairings : hyperfem!user x masc!cate

warnings : cate is a munch, clothed pussy eating, reader has multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cate is just one horny fuck, g!p cate

you’d been working and restless all day; cooking dinner, cleaning the whole house and making the bed so that cate could come home from work to a comfortable place to sleep, you slowly started to wrap up the day with dinner.

the soft music of novacane by frank ocean gently moved through your kitchen, your living room and the whole apartment as you were stuck in your own little world, the soft lace ends of your baby pink shorts flowing around calmly as your hips swayed gently to the music as you opened the pot to taste the soup you were making for dinner.

and unbeknownst to you; cate was just coming back home from a long day of working for homelander, her soft keys jingling outside as she fumbled to open the door, finally opening it and tossing them on the ceramic plate on the table as she took her jacket off, walking further into the apartment.

usually, cate would make herself known by saying “there’s my sweet girl.” and handing you a bouquet of your favourite flowers before kissing you all over the face just to make you all giddy inside, not realising she’d be the one feeling that.

her eyes moved towards down your hips as they swayed to the music surrounding the apartment, the way you were still immersed in the cooking and doing your small dance, her grip on the bouquet of flowers tightened slightly as she watched your shorts ride up with each movement of your hips.

then she saw it—the very thing that made her head spin and her pants tighten; your baby pink lace panties that were practically see through, snug against your plump ass, feeling her soul leave her body.

she felt like a pervert ogling you, her beautiful respectful girlfriend that she worshipped to the gates of heaven yet the sight of your panties poking out just made her want to fuck you in every corner of the apartment, disrespectfully and senselessly. you somehow felt the pair of intense blue eyes staring at your ass, you turned around and let out a soft gasp, your heart leaping for a bit as you clutched the spoon tighter like it was your moral support.

“catey, you could’ve told me you were home by now!” you huffed softly, fixing your hair and taking a moment to calm down by exhaling deeply through your nose. cate blinked her impure thoughts, “so sorry, love. i got distracted — here, i got these for you.” she smiled softly, taking a step towards you and gently pulling you in by looping her arm around your waist.

“oh catey, thank you-“ you cooed softly, about to thank her with a chaste kiss but she read your mind before you could even do it and kissed you first, pressing her lips against yours as she pinned you gently against the counter.

you giggled softly against her lips, your free hand snaking up to wrap around her neck, “baby-“ you struggled to get out as cate’s lips continued to plant eager kisses on yours, “honey wait-“ kiss “they’re really-” kiss “i love them,” you managed to murmur, cate chasing your lips once you pulled away.

she huffed petulantly like a little child as you softly giggled and moved under her to grab a vase for the flowers, moving to the counter to unwrap the bouquet from the plastic, strutting over to the sink to fill it with water, her eyes narrowing down to the small peek of your panties, her head racing with all types of things unholy.

“these new baby?” cate mumbled softly as she pressed her hand against your lower back, moving it lower to squeeze your ass firmly as you moved up to place the jar on the windowsill, her other hand resting on your hip as her mouth moved near your ear, her voice smooth and low.

“what’s new baby?” you smiled softly as you turned your head slightly towards hers, nose brushing against her cheek, faces inches away from eachother. she scoffed softly, her tongue poking her inner cheek as her hand that was on your ass went up to snap the lace of your panties against your skin. “these, baby.” cate murmured against the shell of your ear.

you sighed theatrically, before letting out a soft giggle, acting all oblivious as if you didn’t dress up like this just for her, “they’re just underwear. and yes they’re new, thank you for noticing though.” you finally moved in her arms, your hands coming up to rest on the back of her neck, leaning up to capture her lips in a soft kiss, she let out a soft moan in your mouth, gripping your ass like a lifeline.

once you pulled away and looked up at cate, something inside her snapped. the way you looked up at her with those pretty wide eyes, along with the mental image of you in that lacy baby pink underwear, she really couldn’t hold herself back! in one swift motion, she gently lifted you onto the counter as she sunk to your knees, gently tugging your shorts down and burying her face in your clothed centre, inhaling you through the lace.

“catey!” you gasped softly but giggled, biting your lower lip in hopes of hiding the soft whimper that clawed it’s way up your throat. “i’m making dinner!” your hands ran through her perfect blonde waves, watching her press her nose deeper into you, the stimulation making your mind go fuzzy for a second.

“i got dinner right here, baby.” cate mumbled, her hand on your waist moved down to your thigh, giving it a firm squeeze before lifting it over her shoulder, her tongue lathering all over your panty covered pussy. your thighs wrapped around her head, nearly suffocating her, your hands coming up to grasp her shoulder and her hair, her mouth relentless as she devoured you through your undies.

“you’re so beautiful, my sweet girl. fuck—got the prettiest pussy too,” cate mumbled against your cunt, the vibrations making your hips squirm and head tip back against the cupboard above you. “mm—im glad you noticed them,” you smiled through your moans, she nodded against your clothed slick heat, before you knew it, she pulled the panties tight against your pussy, the sensation of the fabric and her tongue on your clit bringing you closer to the edge than you expected, making you cry out as your legs closed in more on her head.

“you gonna cum for me baby?” cate muffled against your mound, tongue languidly flicking your clit through the cloth as she continued to tug on the panties to give you that one jolt of pleasure you liked. “s’ so good-“ you gasped, and with the final tug of your panties against your bundle of nerves, you came, a large wet spot damping your panties, completely soaking them and outlining the folds of your pussy and your clit peeking out of them.

even with that, cate didn’t stop. with your moans encouraging her, she finally pulled your panties to the side, completely delving in to taste your essence directly from the source. “you taste so good—so fucking sweet baby.” cate grunted, her tongue protruding in and out of your wet hole, your grip in her hair getting tighter.

this went on for hours, with cate pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you, letting you breathe before returning to tongue fuck your sore hole, her nose nudging your abused clit, your chest heaving and gripping the counter for dear life. your thighs were forced open when she pushed you to keep them accessible for her, the command still lingering in your brain as more lewd moans escaped your mouth. “c-cate s’ too - oh fuck!” you babbled like a dumbed down puppet, your jaw hanging open as your eyes shut close, streams of obscenities and moans only being heard from you.

“can’t hear you when your pussy is this good baby,” cate hummed, sucking on your sensitive bundle of nerves before standing back up, her hand roughly playing with your pussy, rolling your clit between her fingers, feeling another orgasm build up inside you, her chin and lips covered in your cum, the sight and the way her hand overstimmed alone sending another orgasm through your veins, this one different, a clear liquid sprayed from your used cunt onto cate’s hand, her hand never stopping despite your just now orgasm.

she pressed her sticky mouth against yours, you moaned, letting her mindlessly play with your pussy before she gave it a light slap and pinching your clit until you finally got down from your high, “that’s it, you did so good for me.” cate mumbled into your lips, your throat barely producing words due to the overstimulation.

“catey..” you sighed after a beat of silence, your forehead resting against her neck, “thank you.” you mumbled into her neck, letting her hold you up against the counter. “don’t thank me baby, just wanted to please my sweet girl.” cate praised softly, leaning down to kiss your temple.

“love you catey,”

“love you more sweetheart.”

warnings : blowjobs, handjobs, g!p cate, friends with benefits

a/n : i saw this in school and debated if i should write it when there was 3 ppl next to me

cate was actually only meant to invite marie & jordan over, after their little team up against cipher, it was more of a little gathering for the three of them, but of course, emma being the skeptical one after what cate did, insisted to come.

“does she have to be here?” cate mumbled, giving marie a side glance as jordan and emma chose the movie on cate’s couch. “yes—it’d be rude if we kicked her out. i’m not an asshole.” marie sighed, leaning her head on her palm as she took in cate’s features, the glow from the screen softly illuminating on her face. once they all had finally settled, the movie played out.

a sex scene appeared on the screen, lewd moans filling the room coming from the tv got a big reaction from cate, her bulge gently poking through the blanket, she looked down and scrambled for a pillow, placing it over her lap, hoping marie or anyone for that matter didn’t notice.

well marie noticed.

her eyes flitted down to the way cate tried to adjust her shorts to try and hide the way her cock was straining against the fabric, and leaned a little closer, “need some help with that?” she murmured against the shell of cate’s ear, making sure jordan and emma don’t hear, cate’s head snapped towards marie’s eyes, her throat bobbing, about to answer when she felt marie’s palm gently pressing on her tent, making her hips jolt up. she composed herself before the other two noticed, hiding marie’s hand from sight. “m-marie wait i-“ cate started, stammering softly but marie shushed her, her fingers trailing the waistband of her shorts, eyes moving to look up at cate, silently asking for permission and smirked when she nodded.

marie gently tugged cate’s shorts down to her thighs, grabbing her boxers and watching her cock spring out, leaking with pre and twitching slightly. her mouth went dry at how big cate really was, a whopping 8in, how is she gonna fit that in her mouth? let alone jerk her off? “you’re big.” she started to stroke cate, the pad of her thumb giving her swollen head a small flick. cate held back a whimper that threatened to rip through her mouth, holding the pillow with a death grip, the other two were luckily immersed in the movie, not giving a fuck about the two girls.

“m-marie—they’re gonna—ugh..” cate gasped quietly, leaning her head down to bite the pillow once she felt her whole hand pumping her whole cock fast and steady, her eyes widened when she saw marie’s head disappearing under the blanket, and almost died when she felt her warm mouth wrap around the head of her cock, sending jolts of pleasure through cate’s body as she idly pressed her hand to the back of her head. “oh god—i’m-fuck marie..” cate bit back the loudest moan when she felt the tip of her cock hit the back of marie’s throat, almost thrusting up into her mouth.

marie’s tongue swirled over her length, bobbing her head and making sure she stayed hidden while she started to grind against the couch unknowingly, her hand squeezed her base and what she couldn’t taking in her mouth, feeling every vein and how it twitched on her tongue.

jordan noticed at how cate was biting her lip too hard it could bleed, “cate, you okay?” they raised a brow, cate only nodded profusely and tried to steady her voice despite marie sucking her fucking soul out from her cock. “m’ good.”

jordan was skeptical but didn’t push. cate’s balls tightened as she pushed marie’s head down further, her eyes fluttering shut and almost letting out a loud whimper when marie started to fondle with her balls, gripping her dreadlocks for dear life before ropes of cum started to shoot from her tip, painting marie’s throat white, her hips stuttering.

cate came down from her high and watched marie’s head rise back up, seeing the small white speck at the corner of her mouth but disappeared when marie cleaned it up with her tongue.

“fuckin’ hell.”

parings : hyperfem!reader x darkmasc!cate

warnings : non con, somnophillia, g!p cate, reader is asleep, panty stealing, unprotected sex, dark!cate(kind of lol she’s still pathetic), cate used her powers on you, no aftercare

cate had been up all night while you laid asleep next to her, pillow between your legs, your silk sleep blouse riding up to show a silver of skin—she’s going crazy. the bulge in her pants had been there all night watching your chest move with every breath, the way your lips part when you just breathe softly. the blonde bit down on her lip, watching you like some perv until she finally just needed to get something out.

her hands pushed her sweatpants down, down around her thighs along with her boxers, her cock springing out—already swollen at the tip and leaking an embarrassing amount of pre come, she gave herself a few strokes, choking back a few cute moans as she continued to watch you sleep, her stroking getting faster.

when she decided jerking herself off just wasn’t enough, she gently and carefully turned you over so that you would lay spread out on the bed, her bare hands grazing your hip before pulling your shorts down all the way to your ankles, revealing your baby pink lace undies that just made your ass cuter than it should be, cate whined quietly before pressing her hand to yours, quietly pushing the thought in, “stay asleep, don’t move.”. your unconscious body went deeper into sleep while her hand started to tug at your panties, her breath hitching at the sight of your pussy—bare and looking so very inviting for her cock that desperately needs to be inside of a hole; just yours specifically.

she placed your panties under her pillows, parting your legs a little wider, slicking up your pussy as she dragged her tip across your folds, almost slamming into you the second she felt you but held herself back as she rubbed her tip in circles against your clit, trying to create some wetness for you.

when nothing happened, she just cursed under her breath and pushed inside. at first it was just the tip, she almost had to bite her fist to not come just yet, before pushing inside, inch by inch, letting out a low groan at how much tighter your pussy is whenever you’re asleep, your gummy walls snug and tight around her cock. she waited for a moment, finally bottoming out inside you as she started to thrust—they were sharp but gentle, not her usual, punishing and leg numbing pace she does whenever you’re awake.

she basked in the feeling of her cock lubing up your walls, she spat in between when she was pulling out before thrusting back inside again, leaning down and muttering a bunch of empty apologies in your ear while her hips said a different story, her cock giving your cervix a small kiss with her tip as she moved, holding your delicate shoulders and pressing small kisses to your jaw.

unfortunately this feeling couldn’t last as long when she started to move faster before she finally came inside of you—she usually lasted this long; it was embarrassing. she bit her lip in guilt before pulling out, watching her seed leak out of you. she pulled your shorts back up but didn’t really bother giving your panties back—she’ll just get off to that later.

summary: cate is tired from the responsibilities of being a guardian, you provide comfort for her.

tags: lactation, babying, cate is obsessed with your tits, breastfeeding, milking, established relationship (takes place in s2)

a/n: i wrote this up rlly quick and did not give it a read over so im sorry if theres mistakes😭

cate was tired, and barely had time for her girlfriend. now with her new job being the ‘guardian of godolkin’, she had many more responsibilities to come, such as helping emma and jordan out of elmira, performing for pr promotions and stupid photoshoots—she had no time for you anymore, which you cant deny, really broke you, but can you complain when your girlfriend’s just so charming to the school and the media?

after a particularly long day, cate comes to your dorm to find you engrossed in your book, eyes didn’t even spare a glance when she walked in until she cleared her throat, your eyes finally met hers, she looked tired. she always looks tired. “how was your day?” you asked, starting small, not wanting to overstimulate her with a handful amount of questions.

“tiring.” cate replied as she kicked her shoes off and threw her bag to the side before crawling on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath her weight as she laid her head on your lap. “cipher’s a dick. i hate him.” her words were muffled against your thigh. your fingers ran gently through her hair, humming to her a soft melody that calmed her as always. “what’d he do now? more promotion photoshoots?” you tilted your head, keeping your voice soft and low. cate nodded before letting out a deep exhale that looked like it had released all her tension. “i mean, sam exists, doesn’t he? why’s he always going for you?”

“well, you know sam’s a bit..lost in the head.” cate muttered, her eyes fluttering close, nuzzling her face further into your thigh as if it gave her personal comfort. “anything i can do to help?” your fingers continue to run through her hair, detangling the waves that were caught in eachother.

cate nodded, she finally lifted her head, those big beautiful blue eyes finally meeting yours, her lips jutted out in a pout. “i haven’t felt you in so long, baby.” she sighed, shifting her body as her head finally came to rest on the top of your breasts.

you let out a gasp at the pressure, it didn’t help that you were heavily lactating this week, meaning your breasts were extra sensitive to any kinds of pressure or touch, which also explains why whenever cate’s around she’s always staring at how big they’ve grown. “sensitive?” cate mumbled, peering up at you through her bangs. you gave her a small smile and nodded, but didn’t say anything. cate hummed, pressing a soft kiss to your neck as her hand drifted up to your shirt, gently lifting the fabric up to lay above your chest.

“i’m sorry i’ve been avoidant, baby. so, so busy these days.” cate’s voice was low, smooth and way too soft for an actual apology, her gloved fingers found their way to the back of your bra, gently unclasping it to free your mounds. cate hummed in appreciation, your breasts weren’t too big, they’ve swelled a bit in size due to lactation but that made it more perfect for suckling and palming.

“you’re busy, i understand.” your voice came out shakier than intended, a soft moan escaped your lips when you felt the cold sensation of her bare fingers rolling your sensitive nipples between her fingers, watching your expression. “i know i am, baby. but i should still pay attention to you, no? after all, this is the reward i get every night when i come back.” her hand gently squeezed the flesh, before she lowered her head, mouth latching onto the nipple, sucking softly as her mouth filled with warm milk.

your bottom lip was caught in between your teeth as you tried to stifle your own moans and whimpers, your hands, slightly shaky, ran through her hair as she milked you. cate moaned softly in satisfaction, her other hand squeezed your left tit, feeling how heavy it felt in her hand.

cate’s tongue swirled and continued to suck the milk out of your mound, swallowing down every drop of milk that you gave her. your moans came out shaky and high, tipping your head back against your headboard, her mouth continued to suckle on your breast, even alternating between the two to get milk from each. “so good f’me.” cate’s praise came out muffled against your tit as she got her fill.

your hand held the back of cate’s head, supporting it and wiping away the milk from the corner of her mouth from how messy she was suckling you. cate pulled away with a satisfied look, running a flat stripe across your tits to clean up any more remnants of milk. “got your fill?” you looked up at cate, your voice coming out shaky.