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cw ﹕ minors dni ! wolf!sevika , bunny!reader , petplay , praising n degradation , strap n vibrator usage , overstim , needy n desperate reader , breeding n being in heat mentioned . .
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bunnie , that’s what sevika calls you.
everyone says that bunnie n wolf hybrids could never get along , that prey n predators have nothing in common. that’s until sevika met you , n something in her changed.
she adored you the moment she laid her eyes on you. oh how she loves your little ears , the way they perk up whenever there’s a loud noise . . n your baby pink nose that twitches whenever you’re excited , how you give her the biggest doe eyes when you want something . . you’re very easy to please.
well , thats until breeding season comes around , then you’re rarely ever satisfied.
every time you’re in heat , it’s always the perfect time for hunting. sevika will be out for almost all hours of the day , leaving you in the secluded wood cabin hidden by trees n vines , all alone.
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you knew by your hyper-receptiveness that it was happening , n you desperately needed any kind of relief.
sevika was gone , n she more than likely wouldn’t be back until nightfall.
it started with simply rubbing your thighs together , but it wasn’t enough.
you moved to using your fingers , circling over your aching clit repeatedly. you came a few times , but it didn’t fulfill that growing desire in the pit of your stomach.
your little whimpers n cries filled the room as you continued touching yourself , begging like a pathetic little thing for sevika to come back.
you were useless without her , n you didn’t know how much longer you could wait for her return.
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the sun had already set , n there you were , on the bed , ass up , hand between your thighs. your little bunnie tail twitched as you chased your high , tears n whines soaking into the blanket beneath you.
you didn’t even hear sevika walk through the door , her boots thumping against the wooden floorboards.
the bedroom door was unknowingly wide open , giving her a perfect view of you the little show you’re putting on.
‘someone couldn’t wait f’me.’ she leans against the doorframe , her voice making you freeze. you’ve always been so timid n shy , so easily startled you can barely move.
you pull your wet hand away from your throbbing cunt , sitting up slowly to look at her.
‘awh baby , look atchu.’ she walks over , her thick finger hooking underneath your chin. you throw your arms around her , nuzzling into her chest. she smells of wood , cigars , n animal blood , something you’ve grown used to.
‘does my bunnie need to be taken care of?’ your big eyes meet hers , giving her the most desperate nods in response. she chuckles , signalling for you to lie down. you oblige , your obedience fuelling sevika’s desire even more.
her hands meet her belt , the metal clinking as she undoes it. you can see the silicone pushed against her stomach through her boxers , the sight making you even more hot n bothered.
she pulls you to the edge of the bed , lifting up your oversized shirt to give her more access. you’re soaked n sensitive , slick sticking to your thighs.
‘such a desperate little bunnie huh?’ you whine softly , watching her through those glossy eyes of yours. she slides her boxers down , her cock resting in her hand. little noises escape from you as you forgot how big she is , n you wonder if you’ll even be able to take it.
she leans forward , shoving two fingers into your throat. you choke , tears already pricking your dollie eyes. ‘that’s it , atta girl.’ you mumble against her , drool pooling at the corners of your lips.
when she knows you’ve had enough , she pulls them out. your spit trails from your lips to her fingers , her hand then stroking the silicone. once it’s wet enough , she guides it across your pretty cunnie , rubbing the tip through your folds n tapping it against your clit.
‘mmph!’ you whine , feeling your little hole tense before she’s even entered you. she’s amused by your soft cries , knowing you’re needing her to breed you so bad.
‘you gonna be good n take the whole thing?’ how pathetic you are nodding so quickly. she chuckles , lining up the tip with your leaky hole. she slowly slides it inside of you , groaning as if she can actually feel it. you mewl as you feel yourself stretch around her , your tummy bulging with her size.
‘fuck . .’ she hums , beginning to thrust into you at a slow pace. she immediately hits your sweet spot , your eyes rolling back as you babble n whine. ‘ngh- mmph . .’ she could listen to you all day , watching you get progressively more dumbed out on her.
‘listen to you , so fuckin’ whiny.’ she picks up speed , ramming into you harder n faster with every passing second. her hand pushes down on your tummy , pulling a squeal out of you. ‘yeah? takin’ all of me so well. my little fuck toy , so easy f’me.’
‘mm- s’too much! mmf . . s-sensitive ..’ your hand holds onto her arm , n her grip around your hips is tight. ‘you can take it , you’re gonna fuckin’ take it.’ her thumb moves to your clit , applying the perfect amount of pressure. you squirm n whine underneath her , the knot in your lower stomach increasing with every thrust.
you’ve been waiting all day for this , so you’re not surprised with how quickly you’ve reached your peak. ‘mmph! m’gonna- cum . . p-please!’ your pleas mix with pretty sobs , your tear soaked cheeks catching the dim light. she hums in approval , groaning as you tighten around her. ‘such a good fuckin girl . .’ you shake n writhe as you ride out your high , soaking her length with your cute little mess.
she pulls out of you slowly n you whine in protest , giving her that precious look you give when you want n need something. ‘naughty little bunnie. never satisfied , hm?’ you shake your head , nose twitching as you bat your eyelashes.
‘hm.’ her large arms swiftly turn you over , pulling your ass up. you let out a little whine , your face pushed into the soft duvet. you hear her rustling around behind you , but you know better than to peek.
‘since you’re such a desperate little thing , you’re gonna use this.’ you look over your shoulder , eyes widening when you see the vibrator. you hum warily with a nod , taking it from her hand. ‘highest setting.’ you feel intimidated by that , but you’re so eager to be fucked till you can’t even think that you simply ignore it.
you spread your legs a little further apart , positioning the toy against your twitching clit. sevika finds her way back inside you , fingers dug into your hips. you turn on the vibrator , clicking twice to the highest setting. your eyes roll back , legs already beginning to shake again.
‘ngh! mmph!’ you drool n babble at the overstimulation , feeling more n more full with every harsh thrust. ‘mhm . . god you’re so tight.’ she groans , chuckling to herself as she fits her entire length inside your dripping little hole.
‘s’much- i- mmph . . agh!’ you’re already fucked senseless , your brain all foggy. ‘awh , my pretty bunnie is all dumbed out already huh?’ you nod , your cotton tail flicking as you reach that addicting high. ‘mmh- s’close . . c-can’t!’
you orgasm for the second time , eyes crossing n legs shaking as sevika helps you ride it out. ‘i- can’t . .’ you whine , which prompts her to pull out. she takes the vibrator from you , shutting it off. ‘you feel better?’ she rubs your thigh , stepping away for a moment to put everything away.
when she’s done , she pulls your shirt back down before gently scooping you up , tucking loose strands of hair behind your ear. ‘mmhm . .’ you hum , nestling against her chest. ‘let’s get my bunnie all cleaned up , hm? then i’ll make you your favourite dinner.’ you smile , holding onto her while she tends to you like the perfect little bunnie that you are.
gosh there was a spelling mistake !!!!!! i need to stop writing at 4 am ;’<
Feral!Ellie. Freaky!Ellie. JellyEllie is back!! Who's excited? Headcannons of gf!Ellie being obsessed with you. Fluff and smut. Mentions of friends Dina and Jesse and ex Abby.
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This is NSFW. Minors dni please <3 (read with your own safety and maturity in mind.)
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who insists on spraying your perfume and body spray all over her clothes and bed and room and everywhere she can when you stay over so that she can smell you forever
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who doesn't even care that Dina and Jesse make fun of her for being a 'simp'. She will hold your hand and she will kiss you and she will tie your shoelaces for you. She doesn't give a fuck that they're watching, she's practically on her knees for you at every moment
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who begs. She'll do anything you want her to do with the simplest bat of your eyelashes, but if she wants anything, she's got to ask nicely
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who tells you to wear your sluttiest fits to parties and clubs because she likes showing off her beautiful, gorgeous, hot girlfriend (she doesn't care who looks, she'll absolutely deck them)
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who tries not to get jealous, but whenever you smile at someone for a little too long, or look at somebody while you're walking around together, or laugh at somebody's joke she feels her stomach knot and her heart clench
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who likes to fuck you in missionary when you make her feel jealous, just so she can see your gorgeous face and the expressions you make when she's so deep inside you that all you can possibly think about is her
▪︎ Feral!Ellie who loves kissing you in front of your ex Abby. She wants to show everyone that you're hers and that nothing is going to change that fact
“Baby? Where did you go?” Natasha’s outstretched palm reached behind her, fingers wiggling in an attempt to find yours. When there no contact, her head whips around, thick brows furrowed in concern as her piercing gaze searched the crowd.
You had insisted on going shopping today, intent on finding a new coat as the weather began to grow sharp and cold. However, that was before you realised how busy as it would be - you hated crowds, the loud humming of conversations and constant jostling was overwhelming, it made you feel like you were drowning. Natasha noticed before you even had the chance to say anything that you were uncomfortable, her rough hands brushing against yours, gently pulling you forward and out of the crowd. When you finally reached the store she had been searching for, she ushered you inside, thumb smoothing over your knuckles as she leaned towards you.
“You okay?” She muttered, voice deep and raspy, a kind of unguarded intimacy she had reserved only for you.
“Yeah, im fine” you offered her a smile, truly feeling okay now that it was much emptier.
“Good.”
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The store was huge, marble floors shone and emphasised the commanding way Natasha’s heels clicked against the floor. The lighting was bright and artificial, shelves exclusively stocking high end, luxurious brands. You felt your palms beginning to sweat, fingers still intertwined with your girlfriend - this was way out of your price range, god you couldn’t even begin to imagine how much anything in this place would cost. The spy noticed the poorly concealed change in your demeanour immediately, planting her feet down and turning to face you, thumb coming up to tilt your jaw up, forcing you to meet her gaze.
“Milaya, what’s wrong?” The concern apparent in her tone.
“Nothing” you swallowed, not wanting to make a big deal. Natasha didn’t reply verbally, her cutting green eyes outlined your face, pink lips pursing into a line as she tried to read you instead.
“Okay..” you immediately broke under her scrutiny “it’s just.. I can’t really afford anything in here” you mumbled, cheeks turning a subtle flush.
“Oh, sweet girl. Did you really think I was going to let you buy anything?” Natasha continued her striding pace, a smirk slowly creeping across her face.
The two of you continued to browse, eyes lingering on meticulously organised displays and products that probably cost more than last months rent. You paused in front of a glossy pair of shoes, the heels thick and bottoms painted red, the gold decals on the straps shimmered in the light, captivating your attention.
“Like them?” Natasha hummed, her voice dripping honey, snapping your attention back to her.
“No, no Nat, I was just looking” you hastily replied but it was too late, she had already slid the box off, tucking it securely between her arm and torso. The decisiveness in her tone was objectively attractive, her nails thrumming against the cardboard in a delicious pattern. There was no pause, or even hesitation in the purchase, she didn’t bother to make you try them on - Natasha simply spotted something that brought you joy and gave it to you. The action made your heart flutter in your chest.
When you stopped to smell a perfume sample, she grabbed it, adding it to the expanding pile of goods, even if you told her “it wasn’t that nice” and implored she spend her money on herself instead. To which she had replied “I have everything I need” before pressing a kiss to your temple, her peach lipgloss leaving a shimmer in its wake.
As you both finished up and headed to the register, you began to feel uneasy again, a pit of guilt forming low in your stomach. There was only one woman ahead of you in the queue, so you seized the opportunity, lowering your voice and offering to pay, or at least split the bill. Natasha scoffed, her red curls bouncing as she shifted beside you. “No.” The refusal was blunt, making the growing anxiousness twist inside you.
“Let me take care of you, milaya” you opened your mouth to return but she cut you off before the words could come out. “I know I don’t have to. I want to”. Unable to form a cohort response, you took her hand in yours and gently squeezed it. “Thank you” you whispered, it was barely audible, but the softening of Natasha’s face told you she had heard.
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The drive back home was quiet and calm, Natasha’s hand rested on your exposed thigh, the warmth of her touch was grounding. You traced her rings with the tip of your finger, running delicate circles around her wrist. The thrum of the engine was smooth, almost like a white noise machine.
“Babe” you chuckled to yourself with sudden realisation. “After all of that, I forgot to look for a coat!” The redhead laughed, breathy and unrestrained.
“I guess we’ll have to fix that then, won’t we Lyubimiy”
Alpha! Sophia waking up, still buried deep inside of you and can't help but get hard at the sight of you so peaceful in your sleep so she starts to slowly grind into you before pounding you into the bed. You wake up shortly after and you can't help but groan and whine for her to breed you and she's such a loving and caring alpha that she doesn't stop fucking you until she knots you again
Alpha sophia- mornings
A/n: this trailed off a little at the end but I hope you like it!!
Tags: ALPHA Sophia Laforteza, GP Sophia Laforteza, knotting, somnophilia, sleep sex, PWP, TOP Sophia Laforteza, Bottom R, OMEGA R!, Lesbian sex
The sound of the battering rain against the windows woke Sophia from her sleep, the rough winds and rattling windows making the Filipina groan. She glanced around the room, the lack of sunlight telling her that it is not quite morning yet and she should probably go back to sleep as she has rehearsal tomorrow morning, but how could she, when her eyes had landed on her favorite sight in the world.
You, laying peacefully asleep, and stretched out around her cock. Sophia breathed a deep breath and closed her eyes momentarily, the feeling of sleep being wiped from her body as the realization of still being buried to the hilt inside you hit her square in the face, and the memories from last night filled her mind.
The groan she let out was animalistic, the way you looked so innocent, so comfortable whilst being stuffed full made her harden instantly, her grip on your hips growing tighter as she tried to control herself.
The Filipina's head fell onto the back of your neck, resting there and inhaling your scent, the act making her groan quietly. Because all Sophia could smell was herself. Her own scent covers your body, marking you as hers to anyone that could possibly walk past you.
The thought made her painfully hard.
You had talked about her waking you up with sex before and you had seemed okay with it so, being the good girlfriend that she is, (and being impossibly horny), Sophia decided to take you up on the offer.
She started slowly, moving her hips at a snail's pace so as to not wake you too early on in her game, making a pace that she was comfortable with before moving her hands up to grope at your chest, pinching your nipples between her thumb and forefinger and pulling gently.
Sophia had to bite her lip when she felt your hips back into her own, sounds threatening to slip past that she didn't want. Her shift in position made the Filipina move faster, the feeling of your slick now spurring her on even more as a feeling of smugness filled her body, knowing that you want her even in your sleep made all logic fly out the window.
The sound of Sophia's panting filled the room, her free hand moved to move your hair from the back of your neck so she had room to nibble gently on top of your gland, relishing in the fact it makes you shiver every single time. She could feel your body tightening around her, the shiver in your thigh, the way you clench around her. She knew you were close and she knew that you felt it too.
A muffled whimper escaped your lips as you pushed your head further into the pillow, sleep slowly fading as the sensations you know too well washed over your body. “F-fia?” The word was almost inaudible, the feeling of being filled so well knocking the air out of your lungs.
“M-morning sweetheart” the Filipina pulled you closer, your back now glued to her front as she continued to plow into you. She could feel her knot starting to swell, the rapid feeling making her shiver and pull you impossibly closer “you feel that? You want it?”
The soft rasp of her morning voice made you shiver, the way she always sounded so comforting even as she ruined you truly made you need it more; the words, however dirty they may be always sound angelic coming from her lips “yes- oh God yes fia please I need it I need it- cum in me please god I need it” the quiet pleas almost sounded pathetic, the raw need in your voice making the girl weak in the knees
But Sophia is not one to say no to her omega. her hips picked up in pace and the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, her knot swelling impossibly more and nudging at your entrance with every thrust “you need it huh? You need me to fill you up? Need me to fill you syota?” each question was drowned out in your ears, nothing registering anymore except the to have Sophia, and all of her.
The words got lost in your mouth as Sophia's knot popped inside you, the feeling of getting filled to the brim making your vision go black as a loud whine escaped your lips as your orgasm crashed over you . “That's it, f-fuck that's it..deep breath you can take it” Sophia murmed into your ear as she relaxed against you, hands wrapping around your waist as you lock together.
The stretch was big. The feeling of her emptying herself inside of you, filling you to the brim and leaving your stomach looking two months pregnant, absolute bliss. “mm morning to you too” there was a pause of silence before Sophia started to chuckle, pressing kisses to the column of your neck and down your shoulder blades “morning sweetheart, sorry I woke you”
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Pairing: Older neighbour Dottore x younger bimbo reader
Description: You decide to pay a visit to your new neighbour and bake him a cake. He takes that as an invitation…
Trigger warnings: Older man x young woman reader, neighbour fucking, throat fucking, “daddy” as a pet name, “Pet” as a pet name, afab reader, female pronouns used for reader, dubious consent, small vomit mention, vaginal penetration, reader is a little bit dumb, plan B allusion
Edited by: @pretty-princess-peach
It wasn’t very often that someone new moved into your neighbourhood, so when a handsome older man moved in next door, you were intrigued. You had been watching out of your bedroom window for the past week as your neighbour moved boxes and had trucks delivering his furniture. Your interest was first piqued when you had overheard your parents talking about how an acclaimed (if not somewhat controversial) scientist had purchased the home next to yours. Then you saw him. He was tall with powder blue hair and was clearly quite strong despite a slight softness to his physique. He was also, however, clearly much, much older than you. You guessed he was somewhere in his early forties, but that certainly wasn’t stopping you from appreciating his handsome features.
~♡~
A month had passed since your new neighbour had moved in now. Summer was starting to wane as yellowing leaves were slowly falling to grass, dry from the incessant heat. You found yourself dressing up just to take the garbage out or go on a walk in the hopes he would catch a glimpse of you and become smitten. This morning, however, you sat at your dining room table eating breakfast with your parents when your mom piped up. “You know, there haven't been any visitors next door all month? It must be so hard to not have a close family at his age…” You perked up at this. No visitors all month? Does that mean? No… that can’t be…
That's when you had a perfect idea: you’d bake him a cake! The perfect neighbourly gesture! You voiced your idea to your parents and were met with praise and enthusiasm. Their bar for you really was low with this being your second “gap year” since you’d graduated high school, but you couldn’t be bothered by that right now. You got in the kitchen as soon as you finished eating. You decided to make a vanilla cake decorated with whipped cream and sliced fruit. Who doesn’t love something so safe? You were working into the afternoon, only taking a break to shower and do your makeup while the cake layers cooled. When you had finally finished getting beautiful, you returned to the kitchen to assemble the cake with no hiccups.
You viewed the result of your hard work and decided you were satisfied. You grabbed your phone and the cake plate before exiting your house and approaching the one next door. It was big, well, big for a residential neighbourhood at least. You noticed flowers planted in the front garden that you couldn’t quite recognize but thought were quite beautiful. You felt your stomach fluttering from nerves as you stood at the front entrance but found the courage to knock gently on the door. You waited. Ten seconds…thirty seconds… Was he even home? You finally thought to press the doorbell, but just as you did, the door opened to your tired looking, but very handsome, neighbour. “What?” He sounded like he was annoyed at the interruption, but you pressed on.
“Hi, your name is Zandik, right? I um… I baked you a cake…” You tried to sound confident, but the feeling of his gaze set on you only furthered your nerves. He looked at the cake as if he hadn’t noticed it at first, and he tilted his head before meeting your gaze once more.
“Why?” He didn’t seem upset anymore, just confused.
“Um…I live next door, and I thought I should do something nice?” You were sure that he was going to send you away at this point. Instead, he sighed, looked you up and down, and spoke.
“Are your parents the ones who keep staring at my house from their porch?”
Oh God, why was this going so terribly?
“Um…probably…yes…” He sighed again and seemed to think something over for a moment.
“Would you like some tea?” He sounded far less annoyed now, possibly even amused? You nodded.
“Yes, please.” You tried not to sound too excited but couldn’t hide your smile. He motioned for you to enter, and you did, closing the door behind you and removing your shoes. You followed him into his living room and took in the decor.
“Do you like it here so far?” you said, hoping to ease your nerves.
“It’s nice.” He didn’t seem disinterested, he just seemed to think that was the best description.
“Why did you move?” You continued to prod, hoping you’d get an answer to the question that had been plaguing you all day.
“I got a new job here.” The short answers were annoying but maybe that means you could slip in your question without him getting upset.
“Has your wife not moved here yet…?” he looked at you for a second with a half smile on his lips.
“I don’t have a wife; we divorced. I’ve been single for a while. Feel free to take a seat.” He motioned to the two couches in the living room before taking the cake from your hands. You perched on the closest couch trying not to seem too excited by what you’d just learned. He wasn’t married and he’s single? This couldn’t have turned out better. He vanished into the kitchen, leaving you to daydream. You couldn’t help but wonder if he found you attractive. You supposed that you were younger than him, but guys date younger girls all the time…right?
Eventually he returns with two cups of tea and places them next to each other on the coffee table in front of you. He disappeared again but only for a moment this time, returning with two slices of cake. He placed the plates by the tea and sat down next to you, making your stomach explode with butterflies.
“What made you decide to bring me something so sweet?” He smiled at you softly, and you blushed.
“I just thought that you were lonely because my parents said that you live alone. I’ve seen you around and I figured that it couldn’t hurt to say hi.” He chuckled at your statement.
“So… you’re just saying hi?” He tilted his head again, still smiling.
“What else would I be doing?” You tried to sound innocent but the short skirt and small top you were wearing made him raise an eyebrow.
“Does your boyfriend like you going over to see other men dressed so pretty?” He reached out a hand to rest on your bare thigh, slowly moving his thumb in circles. You were starting to think he might have a similar idea to yours. Was this actually happening? Were you really going to try to lose your virginity to your neighbor of all people? You know what? Yes. Yes, you were.
“I don't have a boyfriend…” You didn’t feel the need to add that you’d never actually had a boyfriend at all. He reached a hand to your chin and tilted your face up towards his.
“Is that so?” His face was inching slowly towards yours. “I guess that you wouldn’t mind keeping me company for a while then? Hm?” All you could do was nod your head before his lips were on yours. You kissed back, reaching your hands to tangle in his hair. The feeling of being kissed was all you had hoped it would be and more. You felt an encompassing warmth and leaned into it. His lips started trailing down your jaw before he grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you to straddle his lap, facing him. He continued kissing down your neck until he nipped at your skin, leaving his tongue over it and sucking on the spot, making a small moan escape your lips. He repeated the process a few times, leaving three rather prominent hickies on your neck, unbeknownst to you.
He pulled his lips away and reached his hands up to pull your shirt up over your head, tossing it somewhere in the room and revealing your lacy bra. He reached a hand behind you and undid the clasp shockingly quick. He removed it and tossed it away before stopping to stare at your pretty tits. A look of concern crossed his face before he spoke. “How old are you, Pet?” He asks this now? Your tits are literally in his face, and now he decides to check?
“I’m twenty… is that ok?” You looked at him, hoping he would be alright with it, and he smiled reassuringly.
“Of course, Pet. I just didn’t think to ask.” Without another word, he brought his hand and his mouth to your tits. He had his mouth biting and licking one, while he made sure not to forget to twist and touch the other. You couldn’t help the reaction that you were having. You’d never felt something so *good before. You let sounds spill from your lips, unable to withhold them, your back arching into the touch, moaning when you felt something hard in his pants. He couldn’t be happier that you were so sensitive. You felt his free hand begin to run up your thigh and between your legs. He gently moved your panties out of the way and started to rub your clit. You let out a high pitched curse as he slowly increased his speed. You pushed your hips against his fingers, starting to grind down on them as they moved. He chuckled as you whined.
You kept moving your hips, desperate to keep feeling the stimulation, and he was happy to oblige. You felt your control of your hips start to falter as you humped your neighbours fingers, needing to reach your end. Finally, you felt an explosion of euphoria as you came for the first time from someone else. You let out lascivious moans and rode out the feeling on his fingers as he guided you gently through it.
You were breathing heavily as the remnants of your orgasm faded, and you were brought back down to earth. Zandik chuckled at you. “Was that somehow your first orgasm?” He tilted his head and stared at you.
“Not my first orgasm, just my first one with another person… I’m a virgin.” You wanted to hide out of embarrassment. There were girls your age having babies, and you were only just having sex for the first time.
“Well, we can fix that, if you’d like.” He gently touched your cheek. “Get on your knees.” He didn’t leave much room for argument, and you couldn’t help but feel giddy. You stood, although very shakily, your legs being sapped of their strength. But you listened and did as he said. You were in front of him, his legs spread and his hand tangled in your hair now, waiting. “Well, are you going to take it out?” You blushed but did as he said. You undid the button and zipper on his black pants and pulled down the front of his underwear. His cock was already hard, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of it. You’d never seen one in real life before. You didn’t expect it to be so… big. You were pretty sure you couldn’t get the whole thing inside you, let alone in your mouth.
Before you had much time to think, he had one hand now firmly gripping you by your hair and one hand holding his pretty cock. He brought your lips to his tip before tracing them, smearing your pink lipgloss on his cock. “No teeth, okay, Pet?” You nodded in response, and he brought your mouth down on his cock. You were nervous you’d somehow hurt him with your teeth, but you tried to relax as he filled your mouth. He quickly hit the back of your throat, making you gag. He brought you up to the tip and back down again, but this time, he pushed you down further starting to push past the resistance in your throat. Your hands flew to his thighs in surprise as you breathed through your nose the best that you could. He pushed you down until your nose was pressed to his stomach. The only way you could describe the feeling was that he was down your throat. You were realizing two things: you had never had anything down your throat before, and that this, although unnatural, turned you on so fucking much.
He let you adjust to the feeling for a moment before lifting you off him enough that he could start thrusting into your tight throat. “God, you feel so good.” You could feel your brain turning off with the feeling of him fucking your mouth. Drool was already dripping from your lips and your eyes were watering from the strange sensations. The noises, however, were making you push your thighs together. The sounds your throat was making as he fucked it sounded straight out of a porno, and although you were mortified and a bit pained by the feeling, his moans and grunts were enough to have wetness start pooling between your thighs.
He continued without pause. You had no idea how long he had been going for and could barely form a thought beyond what to do with your tongue. He was using you like a toy and god, you absolutely loved it. Eventually, you felt him start to speed up before all of a sudden you were pushed to the base of his cock once again as you felt something salty and bitter filling your throat. The suddenness of his movement and the unpleasant taste forced a small abrupt of bile to rise into your mouth and your throat to constrict, making him curse. After a second he pulled you off of his cock. He released your hair as you sputtered and coughed. He reached for some tissues and wiped his cock clean, before he politely grabbed a new one and wiped around your mouth. Now that you were a little more composed and comfortable, you had only one thought on your mind. You needed him to fuck you. All you could think to do was stare at him with pleading eyes.
He held back a laugh, you were so cute with your makeup ruined and cum on your lips. “What do you want, Pet? Say it.” He reached down and held your chin, tilting your face up as he leaned in closer.
“Can you fuck me? Please, Daddy?” He laughed. You wanted to shrivel. Why had you risked calling him that? You were so stupid! “I’m sorry…”
“No, don’t be, it’s cute. You’re just so stupid and sexy. I can’t wait to fill you up, Princess.” You know what? You could die happy if he fucked you. He stood and reached down to pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. You were squirming round, not sure how to get comfortable at the awkward angle, but before you could find a comfy position, you felt his hand come down on your ass and you yelped. “Stop moving.” He continued through the house and up some stairs until you were entering a bedroom. It was dark as if the curtains were drawn but there was the warm glow of a lamp softly illuminating the room. He dropped you down onto the bed on your back before turning around to close the door. He turned around and began to take off garments of clothing one by one. His top was unbuttoned, his pants were discarded and his underwear tossed somewhere out of view.
He climbed onto the bed and pulled off your skirt and panties in one pull, throwing them to the floor. He let his eyes wander over your pretty body as his hands found purchase, one at your neck and one starting to push two fingers into your hole. He squeezed your neck experimentally and you moaned softly, making him smile. He squeezed harder and pushed two fingers inside of you, moving them in and out. You felt blissed out and thoughtless. He continued fingering you, adding a third and working to get you close. You felt yourself start to approach an orgasm after a few minutes, starting to move your hips in time with his fingers. Noticing this, he stopped and pulled his fingers away before you could cum.
He released his hold on your throat and rolled you on your stomach, hauling your hips up so that your ass was in the air. He pulled his arm back and landed a hard spank on your ass, making you cry out. You could hear a light chuckle behind you, and let out a whine in response. Suddenly, you felt something hard run from your clit to your hole before starting to push inside with no warning. He shushed your whines and pet your hair as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of you. “That’s it, good girl. You feel so good for Daddy.” You let out a moan when you finally felt his hips pressing against your ass as he bottomed out inside of you. “Gooood, Pet. So fucking tight.” You felt full to your limit. You didn’t know something could go that deep inside of you and god did it feel amazing.
After letting you adjust for a moment he braced a hand on the headboard and started fucking you fast and so deep. You felt like he was pounding you like a toy. He was completely lost in the feeling of your pussy, and he absolutely adored it. He had no idea what he’d done to be sent a pretty, younger woman by the universe, but he was not going to complain. He was going to fuck you as much as you would let him.
He landed another slap on your ass and felt you tighten around him, giving him a wonderful idea. He reached down to pull you up against him, hooking an arm under one of yours and wrapping his hand around your throat and squeezing. You moaned and he felt you tighten. “You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t believe you’re letting a stranger fuck you like this.” You whined and could only enjoy what he was giving you.
Before too long he let you drop back down to the mattress and started fucking you faster and harder. The feeling was too much, and you felt your orgasm crash into you making your back arch and your vision flash white. He kept fucking you through your orgasm, the spasming of your pussy eventually pushing him over the edge as well. You felt his warm cum spill into you as he pushed his cock in and out, slowing down gradually until he stilled. You both just laid there for a moment until he pulled out of you gently and flopped onto the bed beside you.
“Feel good, Baby?” You blushed, but turned to look at him and nodded. He smiled at you and stood up from the bed before rummaging through his nightstand and handing you a pill and a water bottle. “Take this or you’ll probably get pregnant.” You took the pill without question, and he petted your hair. “Would you like some cake and tea after we clean up?” You nodded, feeling like it was still too hard to form words. He smiled at you, and scooped you off the bed, heading towards the bath.
Tag list: @pretty-princess-peach @fynnwolff @maya677
maewrit3s (header & divider credit to @uzmacchiato )
Cw: Nsfw/MDNI! College Vi, modern au, one sided hate, player Vi to loyal Vi, Rugby Vi, Femm-ish Reader, pants supremacy!, some chapters mention skirts Ik but it’s important for the plot❣️, fluff!!!, strangers to fbuddies to gf’s! Trust issues, drama!!!, bonding, misunderstandings, angst somewhat, smut!!!bush appreciation (vi receiving), strap (reader receiving) , penetration, Top Vi! Switch Vi! Switch Reader!, Brat reader! Brat tamer Vi! Bottom Reader!, Halloween costume s*x, voyeurism, teasing, biting, licking, massaging, bre*st groping, oral, consent is so sexy omg, fingering both receiving, cunt slapping, strap, possibly anal, sexual banter while fucking, mirror sex, car s*x, somewhat angry sex, many vibrators, heavy make out sessions, fingering, cl*t teasing, dry humping, strap warming, playful wrestling turning into tense c*nt throbbing smutt. And more if I haven’t mention it!
Summary: You and Vi start off a little rocky at first but after one thing led to another your relationship became a freak fest of sorts. I mean why not start and end with a bang? And you both intend to do exactly just that, metaphorically and literally. Making each time you meet up to be something better than the last!!
A/n: I’d like to say thank you to the lovely @grotesquevi for making this beautiful graphic for me 🥹 and supporting/listening to my ideas for this fanfiction series<3
art credits: @/honeyboo1 on bluesky
Song: ‘Seven’ by Jung Kook ft Latto☀️ ⇄ 🌑
Episode 1. Sugar on my tongue ˙⋆✮ PUBLISHED
Episode 2. It’s all I want to eat ˙⋆✮ COMING SOON!
Episode 3. An inch away from more than just friends ˙⋆✮
Episode 4. Wicked Games ˙⋆✮
Episode 5. Choke me, hate me, gut rearrange me! ˙⋆✮
Episode 6. S(CREAM) ˙⋆✮
A/n: this series isn’t really plot fluent, it’s mostly just you and Vi having some really intense tension relief sessions throughout your relationship. Only plot are ep1-2 the rest you can read without knowing what was the plot❣️
Warnings: vi is on her period, massaging, kissing, emotional vi, reader straddles vi, vi is topless
Genre: fluff, sexual innuendos 
A/n: okay so college rocks but fuck trying to be an academic weapon is tough😖 anyways I love domestic vi like🥹
Imagine that can go along with this fic
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“Too hot” vi whines as she lays her bare leg over yours. The only thing clothing her, being her underwear and a heating pad.
“Then take the heating pad off vi” you mumble as you fight sleep, already having had a long day. “Then my stomach would hurt…am I bothering you?”
You pop up and turn to her, “no never baby I’m sorry” you whisper as you remove the pad and straddle her waist. “How can I make you feel better?” Fingers entangling as she takes a deep breath.
“Can I have a massage? I’m sorry I know your day was long I just have so many- fuck that feels good.” She moans as she was rolled onto her stomach. Feeling your hands add relief to her body.
She slips the heating pad under her to have the heat of it on her tummy and the heat of you on her back.
“Love you so much” vi says with a drawl, a mix of calm and pain in her voice. “Love you too, big baby.”
“I’m not a baby…cramps suck!” “And yet you won’t take any raspberry tea…”
Quickly your head lowers to kiss the back of her neck and shoulders. Her body flexes against the softness of your full lips. You hear her hum as she turns her head, wanting a kiss on the lips.
It’s semi-uncomfortable but the two of you have gone through worse to touch each other!
Eventually you get off of vi, hands tired and a satisfied snoring girlfriend to validate it! It’s a lazy but needed Friday, vi honestly cuddling with everything on the bed knocked the fuck out.
Entangled in your girlfriends limbs, you rub her back, wanting nothing else in the world.
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A/n: i hope you all enjoyed this! I’m gonna try to write a lil something here and there as I’m writing a really long sev fic and omg im so excited to be done with it!! Love y’all mwah xoxo
