hi kai kai!!!! stopping by your asks box to ask you if you could whip up some headcannons f’me.. i’m in NEEED of mommy!beyonce x sub!reader x daddy!rihanna. it can be wtv scenarios you want, maybe showing their day to day life with the dynamic between the three of them yk? i neeeed this
hi honey! yes i can! reblogs, comments and likes are very appreciated:)
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MOMMY!BEYONCE X DADDY!RIHANNA headcanons .ᐟ
MOMMY!BEYONCE X DADDY!RIHANNA.. who always wake up together before you.
their mornings always start the exact same way.
beyonce is usually the first one awake, quietly slipping out of bed while making sure neither you nor rihanna stirs. she’ll disappear into the bathroom, finish her morning routine then head downstairs to start breakfast with soft music playing through the built in speakers.
rihanna doesn’t get out of bed right away.
instead, she lazily reaches across the mattress until her hand lands on your waist, pulling you closer to her chest while she’s still half asleep.
when bey eventually comes back upstairs, she can’t help smiling at the sight.
“rih!”
“hmm?”
“you stole my baby!”
rihanna cracks one eye open before smirking. “our baby.”
without another word, beyoncé climbs back into bed on your other side, gently brushing your curls away from your face while rihanna keeps one arm lazily wrapped around your waist.
between the two of them, you’re practically trapped; not that you’d ever complain.
MOMMY!BEYONCE X DADDY!RIHANNA.. who take turns picking your outfit for the day depending on whatever plans the three of you have!
if it’s bey’s turn, you’re walking out of the house looking effortlessly elegant. she loves outfits that make you look like you belong beside her without trying too hard. she’ll quietly admire you with the proudest smile.
if rih’s picking, the outfit instantly is more bold. she gravitates toward pieces that flatter your bodg like a leather jacket thrown over your shoulders or accessories you’d never think to wear yourself. she’ll step back, tilt her head, then make one last adjustment before giving your butt a little pat.
“there.”
beyonce smiles as she looks you over. “beautiful.”
rihanna wraps an arm around your waist with a grin. “always.”
MOMMY!BEYONCE X DADDY!RIHANNA.. who fill your day with little reminders that they’re thinking about you.
your phone is never quiet for very long. bey’s messages are always the sweetest.
“have you eaten yet, angel?”
“don’t forget your water.”
“hope you’re having a good day. i’m proud of you.”
she always seems to know exactly when you need a little encouragement, somehow texting at the perfect moment every single time.
rihanna’s texts are… different.
“you better not be skipping lunch.”
“don’t make me come find you (name)!”
“be ready when you get home. i got sum plans for us tonight.”
when you tease her for being too controlling, she sends back a single laughing emoji.
“somebody gotta keep you in line.”
MOMMY!BEYONCE X DADDY!RIHANNA.. who finally let you cum after edging you for what felt like hours.
rihanna fucked you with her fingers twisting against that spot while bey sat on your mouth riding your tongue. your whole body shook, it was trapped under them as they praised how pretty you looked falling apart for them.
you came so hard it left you gasping and dripping everywhere; their hands never stopping the filthy praise.
MOMMY!BEYONCE X DADDY!RIHANNA.. who loved flipping you onto all fours without warning…!
so, bey could slide her strap into your soaked pussy from behind. she gripped your hips and pounded, making you wail. “i-i- fuckkkkk… mommy please!”
while rihanna knelt in front feeding you her dick until your throat bulged. spit ran down your chin as they used both your holes. you felt so full and used, it made your eyes water but you sucked harder loving how they claimed every part of you.
