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[catwrites9]

heyyy, would you be down to write a make out sesh with olivia rodrigo? Maybe she wants to get some energy out after a tour stop? I love your bf headcanons for Chris & Matt!!

taste of your lips 🥁

warnings: heated make-out session, jealous liv, maybe a little sexual tension at the end but no real smut! (yet...), vulgar language

author's note: (this is fem!reader btw!!) was waiting 4 someone to request olivia rodrigo (my wife fr!!), so here it is!! hope u enjoy anon🫶🏼 also tysm!!

sorry guys, i know tornado warnings was supposed to come out tonight, but i just couldn't wait to post this.!!

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you smiled at your girlfriend as she walked through the curtains to backstage. immediately, she ran into your arms, smiling as she hugged you tightly.

"such an amazing performance yet again," you muttered, inhaling her scent.

the brunette smiled, placing a soft kiss on your neck, "thank you, baby. we should get ready to leave, yeah?"

you hummed in approval, not being able to see the mischievous smirk on your girlfriends face before she pulled away from your embrace.

olivia was quick to collect all her belongings and then drag you out of the venue, having to stop a few times on her way out to take pictures with fans.

"we love you, y/n!" a girl yelled from the crowd, and olivias smile faded a bit as she heard those words.

"thank you so much, i love you too!" you smiled sweetly, waving at the girl before olivia continued to drag you to the tour bus, only quicker this time.

as soon as you were in the bus, olivia locked the door and pushed you to sit on the couch.

your eyes scanned her up and down, biting your lip at her red bra being visible through her cropped white shirt.

"what's got you so worked up, baby?" you asked, raising an eyebrow as your hands went to rest on her waist, pulling her forward to sit on your lap.

olivia sighed, not answering your question as she cupped your face with her hands and leaned in to kiss you roughly.

the kiss was sloppy and uncoordinated, and you could feel the possessiveness in her touches as she gripped your hair with one hand and roamed your body with the other.

you whined into the kiss as she tugged your hair back, but you kept your composure and pulled away for just a second.

"answer my question, liv. i know you can use your words." you muttered, lips already swollen from how roughly the girl had kissed you just seconds earlier.

the brunette huffed as her grip on your hair loosened, "those fucking girls say they love you, they don't even know you."

she sighed before bringing her lips back on yours, this time slipping her tongue past your lips and into your mouth.

her tongue explored your mouth, hitting yours each time she moved the muscle and exchanged saliva as the kiss went on.

your hands moved from her hips and down to her ass, giving her a light squeeze and earning a soft moan from the girl.

"they can't make you scream the way i do," she muttered angrily against your lips, red from both her lipstick and how swollen they were.

you hummed into her mouth, nodding the best you could as she continued to smash her lips onto yours brutally.

"can't make you beg for them," she groaned, grinding her hips against yours as she started to trail kiss down your jawline to your neck.

once the girl found your pulse point, she immediately sunk her teeth down into your sensitive skin, eliciting a throaty moan from your lips.

"such pretty sounds. all for me," the brunette smirked against your skin as she sucked on your neck softly.

"all mine." you nodded eagerly, bucking your hips up as she grinded down on you, making the girl gasp.

your breathing was heavy now, and your hands were gripping tightly on olivias hair as she continued to mark you, to make you hers.

"yes, fuck. 'm all yours, love." you groaned, your hands moving up to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up over her body.

the only time she detached her lips from your skin was to pull the thin shirt over her head, and then she went straight back to marking your neck, your shoulders, anywhere she could.

your hand traveled to her shoulder, trying to get her on the couch, but she stood her ground on top of you, biting on your shoulder harshly and eliciting a whine from your throat.

"no, just let me play with you, pretty girl. be my little slut, yeah?"

your eyes fluttered shut at her words, and you sit back and let her continue her torture on your shoulder and neck.

a few minutes more and you were struggling to keep still, squirming around under touch as she continued to leave marks on the other side of your neck.

she hadn't kissed your lips in what felt like an eternity, but it was really only 5 minutes.

though, as soon as the girl went to kiss your lips again, you placed your hand on her lower back and quickly switched your positions, flipping her onto the couch and you onto her lap.

olivia gasped, watching as you crawled off her and onto the floor of the bus, getting on your knees in front of her as your fingers looped in the waistband of her shorts.

"since you're still so energized..." you began, kissing the inner parts of her thighs that weren't covered, "let's see how many rounds you can go, princess."

the smirk quickly returned to the brunettes face, and she couldn't help but tangle her hands in your hair and tug on it a bit.

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[catwrites9]

quiet

paring: paige x fem!reader synopsis: reader and paige almost get caught by azzi warning(s): smut (MINORS DNI) word count: 978

a/n: this is barely proofread btw

"paige! if you don't open this fucking door, i swear to god!"

the room almost fell silent. your soft whimpers escaped through the hand paige held clamped over your mouth as she drove her fingers in and out of your pussy so excruciatingly slow that it made you squirm under her touch. her other hand was occupied with holding your thigh and pinning it down towards the bed, making sure your shaky legs stayed open and around her head comfortably.

azzi continued yelling from the opposite side of the locked door, but everything she said went in one ear and out the other. you could barely even comprehend the english coming out of her mouth right now.

though, you did remember azzi saying something about a phone when she first interrupted you two about a couple minutes ago. at first, you were alarmed, of course, and immediately started to push at paige's shoulders that rested between your thighs, but she simply and quietly reassured you that her door was locked, and told you to remain quiet before latching her tongue onto your clit. you couldn't help but to let out a small moan in response, explaining paige's hand over your mouth.

"paige, stop ignoring me and let me in! seriously, i cant find my phone and i think i left it on your dresser." azzi banged on the door once again and twisted the door knob impatiently. she was getting more annoyed by the second and part of you glanced towards the door, worried she would bust the door down each time her hard fists met the white decorated door.

normally, you wouldn't even dare to have sex in the presence of anyone else besides paige, but something about azzi being just feet away from you spread out across her best friend's bed, legs apart with paige eating you out as if her life depended on it, made you even more aroused. your skin felt like it was burning on paige's purple sheets and as you turned your attention back to between your legs, you were met with paige's eyes already on yours.

she looked at you curiously, slowly moving her hand away from your mouth. she raised her eyebrow, like she was challenging you to remain quiet without her help.

and it didn't help that she switched the angle of her fingers and used the tip of her tongue to flick back and forth on your already throbbing clit, evoking your hips to jerk up against her face as you cried out her name. your hand immediately flew to your face to cover your mouth, swallowing up the rest of your moans. you could feel paige's lips smirk against you, but as much as you wanted to swipe the smirk off her face, the need to cum was much stronger.

"paige!"

you used one hand to reach out for her head and pushed her deeper into you. you couldn't speak, so you were glad she took the hint to speed things up.

her lips latched onto your clit and she started to suck, her fingers still stretching you out, moving quickly through the slick juices that leaked from your pussy. but it wasn't long before she moved her hands to around the top of your thighs and pulled you into her face even more. your muffled cries filled the silent room and your legs tightened around her head as you imagined her talking you through it like she usually does.

there you go, ma... just like that

you rode into her face until you felt your orgasm rushing from the pit of your stomach, to washing all over your shaking body. you bit down on your hand to hold back a string of moans that threatened to fall from your lips, a few tears slipping down your cheeks from the overstimulating sensations of each one of paige's touches. you felt everything; from her hands that held the flesh of your thighs, massaging them softly, and her mouth helping you ride of your orgasm, even her blue eyes that roamed over your body as you arched your back and stared at the ceiling with glossy eyes.

and when your body slumped against the bed, bones feeling like jello, is when paige lifted her head and shuffled her body to position over yours. her lips were gleaming with your juices but she met yours with a kiss anyways. it was honestly a miracle that you managed to stay relatively quiet, you thanked your sore hand for that.

but before you two could do anything else, another loud bang startled you two and paige groaned in annoyance as she pulled away.

"i'll do this all day if i have to!"

you nudged paige and gestured your head towards the door. she rolled her eyes and climbed off the the bed, looking on her dresser for the phone azzi spoke about for these past few minutes. and once she found it, she began to reach for it but paused and reached for a tissue instead. you held back a laugh as paige used the tissue to grab the phone instead of using her previously occupied fingers.

paige opened the door, but only wide enough so that she could fit her head and hand through, handing her the phone.

"you would lose your head if it wasn't attached to your neck." paige said.

before azzi could retort back, she caught a glimpse of the tissue and stared at paige's hand for a few seconds, then back at the blonde inquisitively. it was when azzi slowly took the phone from her grasp when it finally clicked for her, and a disgusted look replaced her confused one.

"oh, you guys are sick." azzi gagged and quickly wiped her phone with her shirt.

"you're welcome to watch next time." paige joked with a smirk, earning a hit to the head from a pillow you aimed at her.

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Wake Up Call - R.R.

screaming crying and throwing up. i adore this woman with my whole heart.

Pairing: Reneé Rapp x Reader

Warnings: Explicit Smut (18+ MDNI) - overstimulation, Reneé being soft, loving and sexy.

Ugh. Mornings.

I complained internally, preparing to open my eyes and get up for the day when chilly fingers smoothed down my bare abdomen, gentle lips pressing kisses to my jaw. The softness of her lips sent a chill down my spine, involuntarily tipping my head upwards to give her more room.

I couldn't prevent a quiet noise from leaving my mouth, all movements ceasing from her hands and lips. I remained silent with my foggy, sleep-filled brain, willing her to continue. She did after a few moments, trailing lower and lower, accompanied by her body moving to straddle my thighs.

The blanket was pulled away from me then, cold air instantly causing a shiver to shoot through my frame. The woman above me chuckled lightly, deft fingers coming up and tracing my jaw, moving to run along my lower lip. "I know you're awake, silly girl."

My breath hitched in my throat, feeling her lips wrapping around my hardened nipple, tugging just enough to draw a whimper from my throat.

"You know, it's not very nice to not say good morning to your girlfriend." She smirked against my abdomen, nipping at the taut skin, my muscles clenching at the sharp sensation. "Especially when all she wants to do in the mornings is make you come."

The blonde clicked her tongue disapprovingly, slowly pushing my legs apart. I was embarrassingly wet already, completely caught off guard by what she was doing. Not that I wasn't happy about it, because my god, how could I not be? This woman was absolutely breathtaking, even more so in the mornings. Her blonde hair was lightly ruffled from sleep, eyes bright and open. The smooth skin of her legs were already on full display from the events of last night, her upper body clad in a loose t-shirt.

I felt her smirk against my skin, moving downward and biting softly on my inner thigh, hands running along my bare legs. I couldn't help from squirming, finally opening my eyes to see Reneé already staring up at me. Her bright blue eyes met mine, pupils blown wide, tongue running along her plump lips. She leaned her head on my thigh, cocking it to the side playfully.

Fuck.

"Please, Ne." I whined, my hips involuntarily bucking towards her face. She laughed at my desperate attempt, nevertheless leaning forwards, licking agonizingly slowly around the place I wanted her most. Yet, the feeling drew a moan, teeth sinking into my bottom lip to try and keep quiet. I was still sensitive from last night.

"What do you want, sweetheart?" She murmured, pulling away completely, crawling back up to capture my lips in a bruising kiss. Her long hair brushed my sensitized skin, fingers dancing around my aching heat. She nudged my mouth open further with her tongue, taking the opportunity to kiss me even deeper, other hand coming up to lightly grip under my jaw. She pulled away, saliva stringing between our lips. "Look at me and tell me what you want."

I felt a blush run up to my cheeks, meeting her intense gaze. "I want your mouth and fingers, please." I could barely formulate a proper sentence, mind clouded with desire.

"Where? Here?" She kissed the soft spot under my ear, dragging her teeth along the skin, a shudder jolting through me. She took her time, sucking a few bruises into the skin, before moving down again.

"Here, maybe?" Reneé bit softly on my other nipple, pressing her fingers harder against my inner thighs, but not quite close enough to where I wanted them.

"You know where." I managed to grit through my teeth, hands tightening around the creamy white bed sheets below us. She laughed again, kissing down my stomach to lift the back of my thighs, sucking on the sensitive skin there.

"Jesus, please stop teasing me." Honestly, I didn't care that I was whining like a child; she needed to do me before I did myself. I could feel my arousal all but dripping onto the sheets.

"I didn't know my name was Jesus, Y/N."

Rolling my eyes, I nudged her side with my heel, a teasing smirk on her lips. She was completely aware of what she was doing, and she enjoyed it, which is exactly why she wasn't giving me what I wanted. I was on the brink of grabbing her hair and pulling her to me, when her tongue finally flattened against my aching folds, dragging slowly up to my clit, taking it between her lips.

She sucked gently, causing my head to spin at the overwhelming pleasure shooting through my body. "Fuck."

Reneé hummed in laughter, the vibrations sending tingles up my spine, toes curling when she pushed two fingers through my entrance, caressing the walls of my core perfectly. Heat blossomed deep in my belly, an embarrassingly loud moan falling from my lips. "Feel good, baby?"

"Yes." I choked out, body instinctively trapping her head with my thighs, threading my fingers through the thickness of her hair.

She pulled away a moment, locking eyes with mine. Hers were glazed over with lust, pink lips coated in my arousal. "God, you taste so fucking good."

I felt myself get even wetter, if it was even possible, the blonde continuing to eagerly bring me closer to release. She quickened her thrusts, tongue lapping at me at a steady pace. The combination of her fingers and tongue was driving me absolutely insane, and I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching.

"Oh, God." My chest was heaving at this point, abdomen knotting tighter, tighter, tighter...and a moment later I came loudly, with a string of curse words and a scream of the blonde's name.

She kept her fingers moving, though slowing them down significantly. "Give me another one." She was going at an agonizing pace, barely grazing my clit with her lips, until a second one did rip through me, my hands gripping tight on her hair. I felt tears prick at the corners my eyes, incoherent mumbles and sounds filling the air around us.

After a moment, she pulled out, cleaning up any excess with her tongue before latching her soft lips back onto my overly-sensitive clit, my hips jerking up towards her face. "Ne, I can't..." My voice cracked, squeezing my eyes shut tighter.

"Yes you can. One more, baby. Give me one more."

I was nearly crying, my entire body feeling as if it was on fire. She kept going until she felt me clench. "There you go, give it to me." She breathe against me, and as if on command, an intense rush of overwhelming pleasure crashed through my whole body from the tips of my toes to the very top of my head. I released her hair to grip the sheets, almost tearing holes in them. My throat felt raw, crying out loudly.

"I've got you, Y/N. You're okay. Breathe."

Her hands rubbed the length of my thighs and hips, allowing me time to come down, patiently waiting for the aftershocks and sensitivity to subside. She then pulled away completely, softly kissing her way back up to my lips, brushing her fingers over my dampened face.

"Holy shit." I breathed, blinking my eyes open to meet bright blue ones already looking at me, filled with the sweetest look. "Good morning, my perfect girlfriend."

"Good morning." She grinned lopsidedly, fingers running all across my flushed face. I leaned up and kissed her deeply, lazily wrapping my legs around her hips to bring her closer. "Fuck, I love you, Reneé."

She laughed into the kiss, draping her body on top of mine. "I love you too, baby."

i hope you enjoyed!

please leave requests if you have any :)

[catwrites9]

Could you do a smut with Alex chen and a female reader? Possibly where reader keeps beating Alex in foosball and starts to get cocky acting like she can beat Alex in anything so Alex teaches her a lesson if yk what I mean. please Alex is dommy mommy and nobody writes fics for her 😭

Foosball Champion

Alex Chen x Reader 18+

Alex threw her head back and groaned, disappointing she lost yet another round of foosball. You on the other hand cheered yourself on, doing a little celebratory dance before biting your lip and leaning against the game table.

“Half asleep, Chen?” Your wiggled your eyebrows at her, looking pretty happily at her as she frowned. She didn’t like losing, especially after telling you she was literally one of the best people to play ever.

You rarely got to win against her, so for the first few rounds you thought she was letting you win on purpose. But now, after a significant amount of time and drinks, you were sure it just wasn’t her day. And you made sure to let her know of it.

“Where’s the champion you’re always talking about?” You smirked and watched her expression completely change from a angry to a smug one. She crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly, looking at you as you beamed at her with a grin.

She took another shot, knowing that was the consequence for losing a game. That just simply meant she was way more confident than she usually was, and her natural confidence was enough to buckle your knees.

She swiftly made her way around the foosball table, in a way that made her able to stand - or rather tower over you. You looked up, a smirk still playing in your lips despite the butterflies flying around in your stomach, and took a step closer. It was enough for you to put your head on her chest, arching your neck completely up as she continued to grin down at you.

Her hands softly gripped your waist, hands slipping under your shirt so she could feel your skin with her fingertips. It was gentle, yet you felt like it was the only thing you could feel at that moment. Her soft hands running carefully across your waist, only applying pressure when she started pushing you backwards towards the wall behind you.

“I can be a champion at many things, (Y/N).”

Her lips immediately crashed into yours, hands pushing your waist roughly against the wall so your whole body was pinned, unable to move.

Her hands weren’t shy, moving upwards under your shirt until only the tip of her fingers slid under your bra. With your breathing hitching, she pulled away with a smirk only to return back to her previous position.

She pushed her body against yours, hands sliding from under your shirt to grab the hem of it, pulling it over your head leaving a trail of goosebumps up your arms as the cold air hit your warm skin.

Her hands didn’t stop there. They ran across your body, discovered every single part of your delicate skin. She did it with such confidence that it was almost as if she knew where each scar was, every freckle, every mark without having to actually look at you.

“Alex.” You gasped when her hand smoothly slid into your pants, barely toying with your clit as she watched down at you struggling to remain together. She was purposely going around the areas you wanted to be touched in most, and with her hands already being on your body for so long, you needed her badly. “Please, Alex.”

“Where’s that cocky grin gone?” She mocked above you, one of her hands gripping your neck just as she squeezed your clit. Your hips jolted, the pleasure making your knees weak already. “Hm? Where is it?”

Without warning she pushed two fingers into you, smiling onto your lips when she heard your breathing catch. She didn’t stop for your benefit, in fact she went even faster than before. Your mouth fell open, walls clenching against her fingers as you hips started hacking to the rhythm of her thrusts.

“Please, let me cum.” You begged, short of breath as she squeezed your neck again.

“You can do better than that.”

“Please, please. Please…I’m sorry. I’ll be good for you just please let me cum, please?”

Just as you thought she was going to say something, she spend up, rubbing tight circles into your clit as her fingers scissored inside of you. It was all too much. You didn’t know how much more you could take. That was it though, the pleasure, her breathe against your ear, her hand on your neck, everything put together.

“Cum for me.”

Your mouth released dirty moans, crying out her name over and over against as she worked you through your orgasm.

“Told you. I’m good at plenty other things.”

THE END

[catwrites9]

Could you do an enemies to lovers smut for Renee rapp? I can't find anything like it for this woman, and it's been sitting in the back of my brain for WEEKS🤣

𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧

Pairing: Renee Rapp x gn!reader

Sypnosis: Renee and Y/N, past broadway rivals, meet again at a party.

Content: Renee Rapp x gn!reader, fingering, cunnilingus, alcohol

Word Count: 2.7k

a/n: sorry there isnt much enemy to lover action, im completely writer blocked and I hope you enjoy. Not proofread

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The room pulsed with energy, and at the center of it all, Renee Rapp held court. Her laughter rang out like a melody, drawing attention from all corners of the glamorous party. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the crowd, and the atmosphere shifted. Y/N, now 23, stood there, an unspoken challenge in their gaze.

"Well, well, if it isn't Y/N," Renee smirked, her eyes narrowing playfully. "Thought you'd be off somewhere trying to steal the spotlight again."

Y/N chuckled, unfazed by Renee's jab. "You know me, always craving the attention you seem to think you deserve."

The tension between them crackled like electricity, the memories of their past rivalry bubbling to the surface. They exchanged pleasantries with false smiles, each word laced with underlying competition.

"Still riding on that role you stole from me, Rapp?" Y/N quipped, a sly grin playing on their lips.

Renee leaned in, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, please. I didn't steal it; I earned it. Unlike some people who rely on sympathy and mediocre talent."

The banter continued, their words cutting deeper with each exchange. It was as if the years had melted away, and they were back on the Broadway stage, fighting for the same spotlight. The party became a battleground, and every smile, every gesture, was a carefully calculated move in their ongoing verbal duel.

The party raged on, the music pulsating through the crowded room. As the night wore on, the competitive banter between Renee Rapp and Y/N took an unexpected turn. Glasses clinked, inhibitions faded, and the tension transformed into a different kind of electricity.

"Admit it, Y/N," Renee slurred playfully, leaning in closer. "You always secretly admired my talent. It's okay; I get it."

Y/N's eyes sparkled with mischief as they responded, "Oh, please. I only admired how you managed to talk your way into roles you had no business getting."

Laughter erupted between them, a shared understanding weaving through the alcohol-induced haze. The lines between rivalry and attraction blurred as they engaged in a tipsy dance of words and glances.

Somewhere in the midst of the chaos, they found themselves in a quieter corner, away from the prying eyes of the party. The air was thick with laughter and a lingering tension that seemed to pull them closer.

"I'll have you know," Renee began, her tone low and teasing, "I could still outshine you on any stage, even in this state."

Y/N chuckled, the sound rich and warm. "Challenge accepted, Rapp. But first, can we agree that we were both robbed of that role we fought over?"

Renee's eyes softened, and she nodded, a shared nostalgia washing over them. "Yeah, maybe we were both deserving. Broadway politics can be brutal."

As the night deepened, the flirtatious banter continued, their words becoming increasingly laced with innuendo. The competitive edge now carried a hint of something more, a mutual attraction that had been buried beneath years of rivalry.

"I have to admit," Y/N admitted, their gaze locking with Renee's, "you clean up well when you're not trying to sabotage my career."

Renee smirked, leaning in even closer. "Maybe I should sabotage something else instead."

The playful banter took a more seductive turn, and the air became charged with a different kind of energy. It was as if the years of rivalry had paved the way for a newfound connection – one that went beyond the stage and into the realm of shared secrets and stolen glances.

The raucous sounds of the party faded into a distant hum as Renee Rapp and Y/N slipped away, finding refuge in the dimly lit hallway leading to the bathroom. Y/N shot a mischievous smile at Renee, a glint of playfulness in their eyes.

"I need a moment to touch up my makeup," Y/N said, their voice low and suggestive.

Renee raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, I'm not one to let someone go to the bathroom alone, especially if they might be up to something."

Y/N chuckled, leading the way into the bathroom. The air was charged with anticipation, and the fluorescent lights flickered overhead as they entered the small space. Y/N turned to face the mirror, pretending to focus on their makeup, but their eyes locked with Renee's in the reflection.

"You know," Y/N teased, their voice a sultry whisper, "I never thought I'd find myself in a bathroom with you. The stuff of dreams, really."

Renee chuckled, closing the distance between them. "Dreams do come true, especially when you least expect them."

As Y/N applied lipstick, Renee couldn't resist the temptation. She gently turned Y/N around, their eyes locking with an intensity that sent shivers down both their spines. The playful banter had shifted into a charged moment of unspoken desire.

Renee, with a smirk that conveyed both confidence and mischief, pushed Y/N gently against the bathroom wall. Y/N's breath caught, their heartbeat echoing in the confined space. The flirtatious tension reached its peak as Renee leaned in, her lips dangerously close to Y/N's ear.

"You talk a big game, Y/N," Renee whispered, her warm breath sending shivers down Y/N's spine. "But I wonder if you can handle me."

Before Y/N could respond, Renee closed the remaining distance, capturing Y/N's lips in a passionate kiss. The bathroom seemed to fade away, and all that remained was the electric connection between them. Y/N responded eagerly, their hands finding their way to Renee's jaw, as Renee holds their waist.

The kiss was a blend of years of rivalry, newfound attraction, and the intoxication of the night. The world outside the bathroom ceased to exist as Renee and Y/N lost themselves in the heat of the moment.

As they finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, the playful banter had transformed into a silent understanding. The bathroom had become a secret haven for a connection that went beyond the stage, leaving both Renee and Y/N wondering what the encore of this unexpected night would bring.

The remnants of their passionate kiss lingered in the air as Renee and Y/N pulled away, their eyes locking in a shared moment of realization. A playful grin played on Renee's lips as she looked into Y/N's eyes.

"Feisty," Renee remarked, her voice low and teasing. "But I have a feeling the night is just getting started. How about we continue this at my place, hm?"

Y/N's heart raced at the suggestion, a mix of excitement and curiosity dancing in their eyes. "And why should I be inclined to go, Rapp?"

Renee leaned in, her breath warm against Y/N's ear. "My place isn't too far from here. It's quieter, and we can continue our little encore without any interruptions."

A sly smile tugged at Y/N's lips. "Should I be concerned?"

Renee chuckled, her fingers lightly tracing Y/N's jawline. "Only if you can't handle a little adventure. Besides, it's just a short cab ride away. What do you say?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment, the magnetic pull between them undeniable. "Lead the way, Rapp. Let's see what kind of encore you have in mind."

As they exited the bathroom, the party continued to buzz around them, oblivious to the clandestine connection that had formed. Renee intertwined her fingers with Y/N's, leading them through the crowd with an air of confidence. The night held the promise of something unpredictable, and neither of them could resist the allure of what awaited at Renee's house.

Outside, the city lights shimmered, casting a romantic glow on the streets. Renee hailed a cab, and as they slid into the backseat, the anticipation grew. The ride was filled with stolen glances and the lingering heat of their earlier encounter.

Arriving at Renee's apartment, the door closed behind them, sealing the promise of a night filled with passion and shared secrets. As they stepped into the dimly lit space, the chemistry between Renee and Y/N ignited once again, setting the stage for an encore that would be remembered long after the final curtain fell.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Renee couldn't resist the temptation any longer. She pressed Y/N against it, her hands sliding up their waist and pulling them closer. Y/N let out a gasp, their hands gripping onto Renee's shoulders as they looked up at her with hunger in their eyes.

Renee kissed down their neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin and earning a moan from Y/N's lips. She had always been fascinated by the way someone's reactions could change when she kissed different spots on their body.

"Bedroom" Renee murmured, pulling Y/N by her right hand to Renee's bedroom. Renee pushed Y/N gently onto her bed, their bodies sinking into the soft mattress. She climbed on top of them, her lips never leaving their skin as she kissed and nipped along their jawline, down their neck, and across their collarbone.

Y/N's hands roamed up Renee's back, pulling her closer as they let out soft moans. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the occasional gasp as Renee's lips found new spots to explore.

Renee's hands slid under Y/N's shirt, her fingers trailing over their skin and eliciting shivers from Y/N's body. She leaned in to capture Y/N's lips in a deep kiss, their tongues dancing together in perfect rhythm.

As the kiss intensified, Renee's hand traveled lower until she reached the waistband of Y/N's pants. She paused for a moment, silently asking for permission before continuing. Y/N responded by arching into her touch and pulling her even closer.

Their clothes were soon discarded in a frenzy of passion, each touch sending sparks through their bodies. They explored each other with an urgency that couldn't be contained any longer.

With each passing moment, the intensity between Renee and Y/N only grew stronger. They were lost in each other, their bodies moving together in a perfect rhythm.

Renee's lips trailed down Y/N's chest, leaving a trail of kisses and bites along the way. She stopped to pay special attention to their breasts, kneading them roughly as she attached her lips to one of Y/N's nipples.

Y/N let out a gasp, their hands gripping onto Renee's hair as they arched into her touch. The sensation was overwhelming, causing them to moan loudly and lose themselves in the pleasure.

As Renee continued to lavish attention on Y/N's body, her hand traveled down between their legs. She ran a finger through Y/N's folds, teasing them with gentle strokes before delving deeper.

Y/N's hips bucked against her hand, their breath coming in short gasps as they became lost in pleasure. Renee slipped two fingers into them, increasing the pressure and speed until Y/N was writhing beneath her.

The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and heavy breathing as they moved together in perfect harmony. Renee knew exactly how to touch Y/N to drive them wild, and she took great pleasure in doing so.

Their eyes met for a moment before Y/N leaned down to capture Renee's lips in a passionate kiss. Their bodies moved together with a newfound urgency, both desperate for release.

Renee moved Y/N up the bed with no resistance from them. She trailed kisses and gentle bites down their body until she reached their thighs. Gently, she hiked their legs up onto her shoulders, exposing them completely to her.

Y/N let out a gasp as Renee's lips found a particularly sensitive spot on their inner thigh, sending shivers through their body. They could feel the heat building between their legs as Renee continued to leave a trail of kisses and bites along their thighs.

Without warning, Renee's tongue darted out and flicked over Y/N's clit, causing them to cry out in pleasure. She continued to work her tongue expertly on Y/N's most sensitive area, alternating between soft licks and hard sucking motions.

Y/N's hands gripped onto the sheets as waves of pleasure washed over them. They were completely at Renee's mercy, lost in the sensations coursing through their body.

As Renee continued to pleasure Y/N with her mouth, her hand slipped upwards to find its way inside of them once again. She worked her fingers in perfect rhythm with her tongue, driving Y/N closer and closer to the edge.

With one final thrust of her fingers and a flick of her tongue, Renee brought Y/N over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm. They cried out in ecstasy as they rode out the waves of pleasure coursing through their body.

Renee didn't stop there though. She continued to kiss and lick at Y/N's sensitive areas, prolonging their pleasure until they couldn't take it anymore.

Finally, when Y/N was spent and breathless from their release, Renee made her way back up their body to capture their lips in a deep kiss once again. Their bodies were still humming with energy as they kissed each other passionately.

Renee's body was still humming with pleasure from Y/N's expert touch, but she couldn't resist the invitation in their words. "Let me make you feel good, Renee," they murmured, their voice filled with desire.

With a lazy smile, Renee shifted over to give Y/N more space on the bed. She watched as they trailed a hand down her naked body, causing shivers to run down her spine.

Their lips found hers in a sloppy kiss as their hand continued its journey downwards. Renee gasped into their mouth as their fingers brushed against her sensitive skin.

Without hesitation, Y/N slipped their hand between Renee's legs, finding her wet and ready for them. They rubbed her clit gently before slipping a finger inside of her. Renee moaned into the kiss as pleasure shot through her body. They knew exactly how to touch her, and she could feel herself getting lost in the sensations.

Their kiss became more urgent as Y/N added another finger, thrusting them in and out of her with perfect rhythm. She could feel the heat building within her once again, and she knew it wouldn't be long before she reached the edge.

Y/N broke the kiss and looked into Renee's eyes with a mischievous grin. "Do you want me to make you cum baby?" they murmured against Y/N's lips.

Renee let out a pathetic yes, unable to form any sentences as pleasure consumed her body. Y/N leaned down to capture one of their nipples in their mouth, sucking on it gently while their fingers continued to work their magic between her legs.

It didn't take long before Renee was crying out in pleasure, waves of ecstasy washing over her body. She clung onto Y/N tightly as she rode out the intense orgasm that had been building within her.

As Renee came down from her high, she pulled Y/N up to her level and captured their lips in a passionate but lazy kiss. She could taste herself on their lips and it only added to the feeling of intimacy between them.

Renee reached over to grab a discarded blanket from the floor and pulled it over them, covering their naked bodies. She held Y/N close to her, enjoying the warmth and closeness.

"God, that was amazing," Y/N murmured against her lips, still catching their breath.

Renee smiled and brushed a strand of hair out of Y/N's face. "You were amazing," she whispered back.

They fell into a comfortable silence, content with just being in each other's arms. Renee couldn't remember the last time she had felt so relaxed.

Eventually, they drifted off into a peaceful sleep, their limbs intertwined and breathing in sync.

[catwrites9]

paige bueckers in bed hcs

warning(s): smut

she is a MUNCH(actually confirmed by paige herself)... like i know yall see her sticking her tongue out in all those pics she takes

also she's a libra and they're literally known for being good in bed

likes to fuck to her sex playlist that she has on apple music and i just have a feeling 'sex on the beach' by partynextdoor is one of her go to songs

she uses her long tongue to her advantage

she's such a tease...

she'll be slow taking off your panties and let her fingers caress the skin on your thighs as she places kisses everywhere else but your clit

and she just has the stupid ass smirk on her face as always like she knows she's a menace

but when she finally does stop with the teasing it's game over for you

one orgasm?? yeah paige not going for that

she's already cocky and competitive so she's not stopping until you either tell her too or you cum at least 3-4 times

being in between your legs is her second home she'd be down there for hours if she could, lockjaw or not

she's a really messy eater too so her mouth and jaw area would be practically soaked when she finally comes up

loves it when you're vocal and it pisses her off whenever you try to cover your mouth or shove your face into a pillow. she'll be so quick to snatch the pillow away and say "stop playing with me"

she's definitely an ass girl so she loves any position where she can grab/slap your ass (preferably cowgirl)

she'll occasionally use a vibrator on you and she may use the strap once or twice. but not all the time cause she likes the feeling of her fingers inside of you too much

if she is using the strap she likes to have you on all fours so she can watch you take all of her

wants to get you off first no matter how many times you resist but she could probably get off just from seeing you cum

other times she can be really romantic during sex like if it's a special day like valentines day or something

the bed is covered in roses and she spends like three minutes alone kissing every inch of your body and she's slow as she drives her fingers in and out of your pussy as she tells you how much she loves you

when she's receiving she's definitely more talkative in terms of praise

likes telling you how good you're doing or to go faster and etc..

she loves getting ate out or tribbing so you can both cum at the same time

i was originally gonna post hcs of paige after a bad game today but i suddenly got inspo for this so here yall go lmao

[catwrites9]

Hi!

I wanted to make a Billie request please, with reader being either her gf or fwb and she starts pushing Billie away since she feels insecure since Billis constantly hanging with exes and flirting with other girls online? Thank you so much 🤗

jealousy- billie eilish

summary: even though you're strictly friends with benefits, that doesn't stop you from feeling jealous when billie talks to other girls.

word count: 1.6k

warnings: smut; fingering, use of vibrator

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“you’re so pretty”

the words flowed effortlessly from her mouth, no thought behind them. the words seemed so foreign to you, words you’d gone from hearing multiple times a day to once a week. you couldn’t help the jealousy you felt. your eye twitched slightly, but you fought the urge to look up at billie, at her live. you trained your eyes on your own phone. you tried to tune it out. you’d gotten used to it.

billie would go on live a couple times a week, and when she would share it with others. her fans, overjoyed that they would get the chance to speak with their idol, would blush and scream as she complimented them, flirting back and forth with some of them. but what bothered you most was that she would do it in front of you. the fans didn’t know, as you were hidden off-screen.

you were over at her house multiple times a week, your hookups becoming an almost daily occasion. you would lie next to her in bed, in only one of her t-shirts, your panties and other clothes discarded on the floor somewhere, and watch her as she was on her phone. you watched as she texted other girls, liked their stories and pictures, all while your arm was pushed up against hers. you told yourself it didn’t matter. she didn’t owe anything to you, you weren’t together, just friends with benefits. but if that was the case, why did you feel so worthless? every text she sent would punch a hole through your heart and you couldn’t do anything about it, because at the end of the day, you’d rather have her for a little bit than not have her at all.

now, you laid next to her, out of the camera’s view. you listened as she laughed, trying to ground yourself by taking deep breaths. you looked up at her phone, seeing a notification pop up.

i’m in la

you waited for the next one.

we can finally meet up

you read the username and recognized her as a popular instagram model.

my hotel room’s soundproof 😉

your eyes began to sting as you tried to blink back tears.

i’m only here for one night

u in?

fuck.

she clicked on the notification, pausing her live, but before she could respond, you made your move. you got out of her bed and collected your clothes, swiftly putting your underwear and pants on.

“y/n, where are you going?” billie asked as you took her shirt off and tossed it at her face, making sure not to look at her.

“i have to go,” you mumbled, throwing on your own shirt.

“why?” she asked.

“i have plans,” you said bluntly.

“y/n” she laughed, “no, you don’t. it’s 4 o’clock on a tuesday. if you had something, you wouldn’t be here right now.”

“yeah, you’re right billie,” you said bitterly, turning to face her, “i don’t have plans. but you’d better start getting ready for your next hookup, because one person a day just isn’t enough, right?”

“y/n,” she said apologetically.

“where’s my phone?” you asked, searching the room.

“y/n,” she said, this time more firm.

“goddamnit, where is it?” you said, the frustration causing the tears you’d been fighting off to start spilling.

“y/n,” she said seriously.

“what.” you said angrily, running your hands through your hair.

“i’m sorry, but-” she began.

“but we’re just friends with benefits,” you finished her sentence, “i know, that’s why i’m leaving, so you have enough time to wash my scent off you for the next one. but i’m done. this is it. now you’ll have space for as many bitches as you want.”

“i wasn’t gonna go,” she said softly, getting up from the bed.

“what?” she said as she approached you.

“i wasn’t gonna go. i’m with you, why would i go?” she asked.

“me being around has never stopped you from flirting with other girls,” you argued.

“those girls mean nothing to me,” she said.

“i don’t mean anything to you either. that’s why we’re strictly friends with benefits,” you said.

“you know that’s not true, don’t you?” she said, a smirk playing at her lips as she got closer to you, meaning you were against the wall.

“no,” you mumbled.

“no? we see each other almost every day. would that happen if you didn’t mean anything to me? no other girl spends as much time with me as you. most girls don’t spend any time with me,” she said, her hand now resting on your waist, caressing it gently.

“meanwhile, you’re wearing my shirts, cooking in my kitchen, dancing in the living room with me,” she said, her voice now just above a whisper as she was only a couple inches from your face, “you have to know you mean a lot to me.”

“how would i have known that?” you said, getting angry again.

“how could i have possibly known that when you were flirting with the most gorgeous girls i’ve ever seen?” you said, laughing sadly.

“no one compares to you. i promise you that,” she whispered.

“you’re the only one for me,” she said, her eyes silently pleading for forgiveness.

you turned your head away from her, not wanting to meet her eyes. she took the opportunity to latch onto your neck, sucking and nibbling gently.

“billie,” you said reluctantly.

“you’re telling me you don’t want this?” she asked.

“i-,” you began.

“i do. but no more girls,” you said firmly.

“only you, mama,” she confirmed, her eyes falling to your lips before leaning in.

she kissed you gently, but it began to get more heated, as it usually did. she turned you around, pushing you backwards until your legs hit the back of her bed. you let yourself fall back onto it and scooted until your head hit the headboard as billie held herself above you. her hands moved to pull your pants down and once they were low enough you kicked them off. she then pulled your panties off with an undeniable urgency. she moved down, parting your legs with one swift motion. she began to trail kisses up and down your inner thighs.

“billie,” you moaned pleadingly.

she stopped, looked up at you, and smirked, before attaching herself to your clit, sucking it gently before bringing her fingers up to trace your folds. she teased your entrance before pushing her fingers in. she pumped them in and out, curling them to hit your g-spot which she knew so well. moans fell from your lips and soon you felt that familiar knot in your stomach.

“i’m so close,” you said as you threw your head back.

but, out of nowhere, she stopped completely. you looked down at her, confusion clear on your face.

“not yet,” she smirked mischievously.

“pick up my phone,” she commanded, and you did as told.

“open it,” she said, watching you.

“unpause the live,” your eyebrows shot up, but you followed her instructions.

“good girl,” she whispered, “now talk.”

“hi guys!” you greeted after clearing your throat.

the comments flooded with people greeting you. they weren’t surprised to see you, as besides being an established celebrity, your friendship with billie was not new. you began to answer some of their questions when something entered you suddenly. you yelped, looking down at billie. she gave you a cocky smirk before holding her finger up to her lips and pursing them. you put all your focus into the live, not wanting them to catch on, but it was getting increasingly harder as she toyed with the settings of a pink vibrator. she pushed it in and out, turned the setting up and down, all while using her free hand to play with your already swollen clit.

your breathing was getting laboured as you felt yourself getting closer to your climax. you threw your head back, sealing your eyes shut. the comments expressed their concern, asking if you were okay.

“i’m just tired,” you explained, “long day. why don’t i let some of you guys on?”

the knot was building more and you knew you were a mere seconds away from cumming. you rushed through the requests, picking a random fan with you as their profile picture. as her side of the video came up, she started yelling out of excitement. she was sobbing and screaming with no break, and as billie rubbed your clit a bit harder, you released. you felt as billie licked and lapped up everything, relief overcoming you.

‘oh my god,’ you mouthed off camera.

“i love you so much y/n” the girl said through sobs.

“aw, i love you too!” you responded before the girls internet cut out, causing her to lose her spot in the live.

billie moved from her spot and came into the view, smiling into the camera happily. she looked at you and you saw a hint of mischief in her eyes.

“hi guys! this is my g-” she started to say, but you ended the live.

“-irl,” she finished offline.

“not yet,” you laughed, kissing her on the lips as she laughed softly.

[catwrites9]

random c.c headcanons 🤍

authors notes: first post on the blog lets gooooo, hope y’all enjoy. some of these are 18+ bc..why not?

❥ you two most likely wouldn’t meet at a game or through sports, probably at a social gathering or class you share

❥ her love language is quality time and physical touch. she needs to be around or ON you at all times

❥ the pet names she would call you are: sunshine , m’lady (if she feels like being corny), pretty baby, and sweet girl

❥ the way you could tell if she liked you is if she laughed too hard at your jokes or if she went out of her way to get your attention unnecessarily

❥ she WILL slap your hand if you dare to put your card in the machine to pay for anything

❥ if you don’t respond fast enough to her text, she will call you (idk but I get that vibe from her)

❥ thinks it’s attractive if you wear her clothes (and if you’re plus size she will buy a hoodie your size and spray it with her scent)

❥ when you’re at her games, every time she makes a 3 she’s gonna stare at you and smirk (she will pout and complain if you’re not paying attention)

+18 ONES!!!

..praying for you and your undies

⭑ if you’re acting like a brat in public, she will pinch you and give you the look

⭑ she will spit in your mouth and make you say thank you

⭑ will tell you not to wear panties under a dress so she can play with you under the table

⭑ definitely a boob girl, the bigger the better

⭑ loves it when you beg for her, she loves knowing that you need her

⭑ degradation kink activated: “dumb bunny”

⭑ her favorite position with her strap is doggystyle with you facing a mirror, she would hold you up and tell you to stare at yourself

Who should I do next😏?

[catwrites9]

Uniting Under the UCONN Sky

Paige Bueckers x FEM!OC soccer captain

🏀x⚽️

The University of Connecticut was renowned for its athletes, but two of them held a special allure. The first was Paige Bueckers, a confident, quick-witted star basketball player who had a knack for sinking three-pointers when they mattered most.

The second was Allie Carney, the diligent, charismatic captain of the soccer team, whose agile feet controlled the field like an elegant dance.

Both of them were not only admired for their athleticism but also for their leadership, resilience, and ability to inspire their teammates. Paige’s high–pressure shots and Allie's ballet–like footwork was the stuff of campus legends, leaving an indelible legacy within the annals of UConn sports history. Their popularity was not merely confined within the borders of the college campus. They were the talk of the town, the heroes in every local pub conversation. Everywhere they went, people recognized them, and cheered for them.

Their dedication to their respective sports was infectious, inspiring the local communities to engage in and support athletics. Whether it was through Paige’s triumphant slam dunks or Allie's mesmerizing goals, they both represented the heart and soul of UConn, leaving a mark that would be remembered for generations to come. Their remarkable talents, coupled with their humility and team spirit, had transcended the usual boundaries of sports.

Paige and Allie were not just college athletes; they were symbols of perseverance, discipline, and the relentless pursuit of excellence. Regardless of the challenges, they maintained their nerve, steeled their resolve, and transformed every setback into an opportunity for growth. Their journey at UConn was truly a testament to their character and competitive spirit.

They embodied the true essence of sportsmanship, proving that with hard work and dedication, anything is possible. Their legacies continue to inspire every athlete who steps onto UConn’s hallowed fields and courts, emphasizing that greatness lies not just within the game but in the enduring values of teamwork, resilience, and integrity.

Their separate worlds converged one crisp fall evening during a school fundraiser. Paige was there, lost in the background noise, nursing a water bottle and scanning the crowd. Her piercing brown eyes were drawn to Allie, who was laughing with her team, the warm glow from the string lights illuminating her infectious smile. Suddenly, Allie's lively sea–blue eyes met Paige’s gaze. The connection was instant and powerful, like lightning in the clear night sky. Surrounded by the melodic hum of the fundraiser, the world around them seemed to fade away into a mere whisper.

Everything else became periphery as they found themselves drawn to each other, two seemingly opposite souls connected by an unforeseen force. It was as if they were the only two people in the room, albeit they were surrounded by a multitude of faceless strangers. That night, under the fall sky and in the midst of laughing faces, a new chapter began for Paige and Allie, one filled with unexpected turns and shared smiles.

It was a moment frozen in time, a brief intermission in their respective lives, marking the birth of a profound bond that neither of them could have predicted. Their eyes remained locked for what seemed like an eternity, their hearts drumming to the same rhythm, their minds trying to make sense of the immediate attraction they felt for each other.

Paige gave a shy nod in Allie's direction, and Allie responded with a grin that was both inviting and inscrutable. This wordless conversation confirmed their mutual attraction and set their hearts aflutter. It was a connection that transcended the physical realm, a spark that ignited in their souls. Neither of them knew what this spark meant or where it would lead, but they were both consumed by the need to explore it, to understand what this sudden explosion of feelings was.

As they navigated the sea of faces to find each other amidst the crowd, they both knew that this wasn't just a random encounter. It was the start of an extraordinary journey that fate had intricately orchestrated, a dance of destiny that was just beginning to unfold. 

The gravitational draw was undeniable, and to Paige’s surprise, Allie approached her. The soccer player’s hazel eyes held a spark, an invitation to a dance that Paige was eager to join. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving between friendly banter and deeper inquiries. A mutual respect and admiration blossomed that evening, transcending the boundaries of their respective sports. Their camaraderie was evident and reassuring, a beacon in the competitive world of university athletics.

They found common ground in their shared passion for sports, their ambition, and their dedication to their training. As the night wore on, it became clear that this burgeoning friendship was more than just a fleeting encounter. This was a bond that had the potential to endure beyond the soccer field and the basketball court, merging their paths in an unexpected yet thrilling way. 

As they spent more time together, whispers of their closeness spread across the UCONN campus. Yet, they regarded the murmurs as nothing more than white noise. Their bonding moments at the gym, laughter in the dining hall, and shared triumphs at each other's games were their own. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of campus life, their connection was a private sanctuary, a shared solace that was impenetrable to the outside world.

Their friendship blossomed not just out of shared interests, but a mutual respect and understanding that transcended common hobbies. As the semester progressed, they became more than just friends, they were each other's chosen family, something that the UCONN gossip could never comprehend or tarnish.

One night, under the soft glow of the UCONN stadium lights, Allie turned to Paige. In her eyes, Paige saw a reflection of her own feelings - the comfort, the longing, and the love.

"Paige," Allie whispered, her voice a soft hush against the wind, "I love you." Paige’s heart pounded in her chest, the warmth rushing through her veins making her feel like she was floating.

The words hung in the air as Paige looked at Allie, heart pounding. She drew Allie into her arms and whispered, “I love you, too, Allie,” before sealing their confession with a warm, gentle kiss.

The UCONN sky served as their ceiling, the chilly air their walls, and the stadium their home. Their intimate moment was only interrupted by the faint cheers of a distant crowd. They were surrounded by youth, love, and dreams, awake in the world that was spinning around them. Paige’s heart felt as though it could burst with the love she had for Allie.

And as she held Allie closer, she knew she was exactly where she was meant to be. This was more than just a flitting college romance; it was a manifestation of a deep, unwavering bond that had been brewing since they met. As the night grew darker and the stars brighter, their love for each other only deepened. The whispers of the wind were their songs, and the moon's glow their spotlight. Through every laugh and every silent moment shared under the open sky, Paige truly understood the meaning of love. Her life, once so predictable, was now beautifully uncertain, filled with the exhilarating anticipation of a future shared with Allie.

As the universities' star athletes, they inspired their audience on the field and the court. But off of it, they were just Paige and Allie - two girls in love, who found their magic under the UCONN sky. Their story served as a beacon, a testament to love that blooms where one least expects it - bridging the gap between basketball and soccer, and uniting hearts under the banner of love. 

[catwrites9]

more on the bothering lucy while she's working because you're horny would be appreciated 🫣

minors…gtfo because y’all know the drill

rpf smut under da cut

okay so here’s my thought process, Luce is a giver, like there’s this tik tok that was on my fyp of this person who was filming a video for class and their gf texted and wanted to fuck so they got up and just left and went to her. that’s lucy, like i think she alwayyyyys indulges you, and obviously y’all have boundaries but you are so used to her just being dtf

i think she’d be doing admin stuff, maybe stuff she’s put off for a while and like told her team that she would do herself and now she’s regretting it because you’re waking up just horny as hell and dripping for her and she can’t do anything about it because she needs to get this stuff done

you’d be extra nice, buttering her up, “hi baby,” you’d whisper, walking in to her office, maybe wearing very little clothes or a nice robe or even just t-shirt. and lucy’s immediately like “fuck” because she can’t do anything about it right now

“hi angel,” she breathes out, immediately regretting looking at your legs because they drive her nuts. “what do you need?” she asks, albeit dumbly because she knows the look in your eyes, already waiting for her to take over

You just breathe out, moving to sit next to her on the couch, your legs gently over hers, rubbing her thigh gently “i need you,” you’d whine, and she’s rolling her eyes because why are you so cute. “i need to finish this my love,” lucy breathes out tapping your hips. “i won’t bother you,” you lie, you both know you’re lying but lucy always indulges you so she lets you sit with her, laptop on her lap, your legs on hers, head on her shoulder.

eventually you’ll start rubbing her, or rubbing your own legs together. your hand will play with her hair or stroke her cheek, and when you start kissing her neck or cheek softly is when she starts to get annoyed because why must you torture her like this?

“watch it,” she’d say sternly. “i’m not doing anything…i don’t tell you enough how pretty you are, you’re so pretty luce,” just rubbing her thighs, moving her hair over, nuzzling her neck.

she stews a bit, letting you play with her while she finishes and as soon as the last email is sent she’s slamming her laptop shut and she’s like “upstairs, now” and you’re immediately like “oh” and scrambling upstairs because this is mommy!lucy okay and she’s mad

so you’re upstairs, maybe stripping down but not fast enough because lucy comes in and is pushing you down on the bed and just scoffing because why aren’t you naked yet?

she lays you down, maybe your hands are pinned, or tied to the headboard, or maybe you just know better at this point to keep them up but she’s grabbing the vibrator wand and is just being so mean, like no softness whatsoever “spread them”.

maybe you’re whining as soon as the vibrator touches your clit, it’s on a far higher setting than you’re used to her starting at and she’s murmuring “be a good girl and i’ll give you what you want.”

but after 4 almost orgasms, you’re whining alot more because every time you’re close to cumming, she’s dragging the vibrator away and edging the hell out of you. she’s laughing at you softly, “this is what you wanted right? you wanted attention angel, i’m giving it to you.”

“i need— please,” you’d be begging, writhing against the sheets and she’s laughing, her tone condescending and almost full of pity, dragging the vibrator back to your clit. “please what?” she goads, rubbing up your torso, pinching your nipple before her hand squeeze your neck.

“Please mommy,” you beg, and lucy smiles, “that’s it my girl, that’s it,” before finally letting you cum.

•

so….. how was y’all’s day?

[catwrites9]

I’ll Quiet Your Storm

Request: Wednesday x reader who controls the weather and Wednesday and reader have an argument leading to Wednesday saying something harsh and reader hurt and angry walks away and a violent thunderstorm shakes the school for the next few days enid tells Wednesday to go fix it then dom!Wednesday fluff and the storm starts ti quite down eventually leading to smut where lightning flashes and thunder booms with the pleasure

In the stillness of Wednesday's room, you rested on the edge of a gathering storm, a brooding silhouette against the backdrop of discontent. Enid had ushered you into their dorm room an hour ago, attuned to the discord lingering in the air. Wednesday, the elusive thread in the tapestry of your affections, materialized at last. "We need to talk," you uttered, the words a quiet murmur in the shadowy ambiance. "About what?" she quipped, an embodiment of detached curiosity. "This isn't a game," you insisted, a shadow of frustration coloring your voice. "You won’t even look at me when I’m talking to you and you’ve been avoiding me." you expressed, unleashing your pent-up emotions. As your ire swirled, an arcane force within you stirred, conjuring a bolt of lightning that fractured the night sky.

"If only you weren't haunting every corner, like a relentless, obsessed child," Wednesday retorted coolly, a veneer of calm concealing a venomous undercurrent. Your heart sank, a lead weight in your chest, as the storm outside mirrored your turmoil. "You're heartless," you grumbled, the door slamming shut, a sudden clap of thunder echoing your discontent, startling even Enid. It was your storm, brewing and uncontainable, a tempest that Wednesday recognized all too well.

The storm you unleashed upon Nevermore endured for three relentless days. Enid, worn by the bitterness festering between you, finally spoke up. "You need to apologize; I can't take this storm any longer," she urged Wednesday. "I quite like it," Wednesday quipped, a hint of defiance in her tone. "Wednesday," Enid warned, a stern edge to her voice. Despite rolling her eyes, Wednesday begrudgingly acquiesced. That night, in the shadows of remorse, she planned to extend an apology.

That night, you were ensnared in the shadows of your room, a captive to the tendrils of dread and anger. Despite your storms relentless onslaught, Wednesday dared to step into the storm, her knocks resonating in the damp darkness. "Who is it?" you grumbled, a growl underscoring your words.

"Wednesday," she responded, her voice cutting through the tension. "Here to accuse me of being obsessed and clingy?" you snarled. "No. I need to talk; open the door," Wednesday demanded. "I won't aid another of your foolish investigations, Wednesday," you retorted. Unfazed, Wednesday rolled her eyes and, wielding the spare key to your room, breached the threshold into the shadows that enveloped your brooding sanctuary.

"Leave before I inform Mrs. Weems of your presence," you commanded, the air thickening as Wednesday stepped into your room. "You won't say anything," Wednesday retorted, standing poised near her bed's edge. "Yes, I will," you declared, rising from your own. In a swift move, Wednesday caught your arm and gripped your face firmly. "You won't," she growled, her thumb asserting pressure on your bottom lip. A frozen moment unfolded, dread morphing into an unexpected tension as your eyes locked with Wednesday's. Without words, she pressed her thumb past your lips and into the wetness of your mouth.

"Who would have thought a storm could be so easily controlled?" Wednesday remarked, scrutinizing your expression as her thumb traced patterns within your mouth, the rain intensifying outside. Your attempts to speak were stifled. Wednesday pushed you onto the bed. "I came to apologize, but it appears you desire more now, hmm?" she quipped, standing between your legs, a subtle darkness enveloping the room.

Wednesday withdrew her thumb, cradling your face in her hands. "Answer me," she demanded, a silent plea for consent. Your attempt to resist desire and maintain anger faltered. Biting your lip, you succumbed to the shadows within. "Yes," you whispered, the admission a surrender to the dark currents that now bound you both.

Wednesday's kiss carried a shadowy allure, starting gently before you nipped at her lip. Her fingers wound around your throat, a subtle threat in the silence. "Try that again, and I'll stop," Wednesday warned, her gaze piercing yours. You acquiesced, and she descended for another kiss, this time with a harsher intensity. Forcing you onto the bed, she loomed over, a chilling promise in her growl. "Pray your storm subsides by tomorrow, or I might leave you broken for a week," Wednesday murmured against your neck.

A haunting groan slipped through your lips as Wednesday's mouth grazed your neck, your hand instinctively snaking behind her head. She methodically licked a trail from your neck to the jawline, drawing you into another kiss saturated with darkness. Skillfully, her hands curled beneath the expanse of your oversized sleeping shirt, and as she peeled it away, you were left vulnerable, clad only in your underwear.

Wednesday reveled in the contours of your form. Plunging into the fabric of your underwear, she inhaled your essence, whispering, "You exude the fragrance of a black dahlia." Her obsidian eyes glowed with an unsettling craving as she surfaced, pressing a sinister kiss upon you, deftly discarding your undergarments with hands tainted by an eerie hunger.

Your hips surged, desperate for contact. "Wednesday, please," escaped your lips. She seized your face, a growl resonating, "Patience. I'll indulge when I decide." Nipping at your lower lip, Wednesday reveled in the storm's fury outside. With slender fingers, she explored your depths, a bolt of lightning responding to her touch, echoing the ominous symphony of passion.

Wednesday slipped a chilling finger into the depths of your being, a macabre dance mirroring the tempest's crescendo outside. Her sardonic smirk echoed the storm's tumult as she added a second digit, inviting the wrath of the raging chaos beyond. Quickening the unholy cadence, your eyes closed in surrender to the sinister pleasure. "Look at me when I’m pleasuring you," she demanded, thrusting a third finger with a cold insistence.

Your eyes lock onto her, a struggle to maintain focus as she plunges deeper into you. "Make a sound, Cara Mia," Wednesday whispers, planting a chilling kiss on your chest, coaxing out your moans. The accelerating rhythm brings you to the edge of release.

As you surrender into Wednesday's touch, your legs instinctively close, pleasure mingling with the thunderous sky. She defiantly spreads them, declaring, "I'm not finished." Despite your plea that it's too much, Wednesday persists, unyielding as she indulges in licking and sucking. The room trembles with lightning, yet she only smiles, sealing the dark symphony with a kiss as the storm envelopes you both.

Assisting you in donning your shirt after tending to you, Wednesday lay beside you. "I love you, and I regret my ignorance from three days past. Keep that between us," she murmured, kissing your temple. "I love you too," you replied, as the storm outside dwindled to a gentle, contented drizzle.

“I’ll always quiet your storm Cara Mia— even if I caused it”

[catwrites9]

Breathless

Wednesday Addams x fem!reader

A/N: I was eating donuts making this

A lil short

Warning: smut, strap_on sex, p in v, overstim, bottom!wednesday, top!reader

Minors and men, DNI

Request: pickle, pickle, pickle. i neeeeeeeeed a fic of just fucking anyone of jenna’s characters. like just making them go dumb from r’s strap or something

Your eyes roaming over her arched back covered in dark hickeys and scratch marks, ass red and sensitive from you smacking it so much and so hard.

Her usual pale skin now different shades of colors scattered across her along her body that’s shakes and shivers with every touch you give her.

Her face buried deep into the pillow as she grips the sides bunching it up to cover her dark red ears as moans that were once silent escape her, trying to hide them as much as possible but she was too loud for it to work. It just sounded muffled or like it was through the walls.

As you looked over her, a small smirk rested on your face, relishing in the fact that you had turned this once well-kept and stoic woman into a mere sensitive mess. Her usual calm and collected demeanor had completely melted away under your touch, leaving nothing but her vulnerability.

You couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride deep inside, knowing that you had the power to affect her in such a way. You had conquered her defenses and broken down her walls, leaving her completely at your mercy. In this moment, you held onto her hips tightly, making sure she couldn’t get away from your grasp.

In your hands, she was a crumbling mess, her body writhing beneath yours as you thrusted into her. Oh, you could get used to this.

Your hands grip her already bruised hips, helping her push back against you as your relentless thrust continue into her.

She had said this was the only position she’d do when you requested to switch, just a little something more than you usually do to switch things up a bit. She claimed it was the least embarrassing position possible, with you not being able to see her face as you fucked her.

She seemed to ultimately regret this decision, she couldn’t control anything. Where your hands went, how fast or slow you thrusted into her, how many times you’d two do it.

No, you were in control it seemed and didn’t plan on stopping as your hips drilled into hers. Not only that, but the amount of times she came was embarrassing to admit in the time you’ve been going at it.

You, of course, couldn’t get enough. Watching her come undone — because for once you had the strap on on — only made you want to see it again which caused a cycle, a never ending cycle it seemed and Wednesday had to bare through it.

Her legs that gave out ages ago shook as you held her up, no longer being able to do anything but sit there and moan and whine into the pillow, trying her hardest to keep breathing and not let out choked moans.

One hand moves along her hip and up to her back, tracing the marks and soothingly trying to ease her a bit. Your touch soft and tender compared to your hips that slam against her as the straps to the strap-on dug into your skin, leaving rope burns in its wake but that was the last thing you were worried about with this girl in front of you.

Her once neatly kept hair now sprawled across her back in wavy curls, moving with her as she moves against the bed.

You pull her ass further up to get a better angle, forcing her face to bury deeper into the pillow as she lets out a long whine that’s quickly replaced by a quiet moan as you continue to pound into her.

If only you could actually feel her, how she’d throb around the cock after the continuous orgasms you gave her. Oh that must have felt like heaven if you could even keep up without growing weak yourself.

How could you not? With such a sight you could only imagine the way she felt wrapped around you.

Her legs start to shake more, her grip on the pillow tightening as her moans come out more frequent and your movements speed up, hold on her hips becoming firm to keep her in place while moved against her.

You watched her slowly turn her head to look back at you, a very rare sight to her. Her dark, lust filled eyes full of tears as she tried to hold back her moans, sensitive from the many orgasms you were giving her could have been the only cause of such a thing.

This only spurs you one, thrust becoming harder and her eyes widen. Her back arches further as a loud moan escapes her before she shoves her face back into the pillow, high pitches noises leaving her throat as you slam into her.

Her body continues to shake against you as you hold her hips up for her, leaning down to press a kiss to the back of her neck and soaking in the feeling of her shiver as thrust into her.

Eventually her body tenses, stuttering against you as you lean back up and she lets out a low moan into the pillow and her grip stays tight.

Her body had been thoroughly exhausted after the pleasure she had just experienced. Her limbs were barely capable of responding to any outside stimuli, and her breathing was shallow and laboured. Her face was hidden in the pillow as her chest rose up and down.

This doesn’t stop you though, your thrust only become faster as you desperately try to get her to do it one last time, pulling her hips back into you with force.

She cries out, hands gripping the pillow tighter. Still sensitive from her recent orgasm, more tears fall from her face eyes staring forward at the beds headboard unfocused.

You press your palm into her back to steady yourself and keep to motions going, watching the way she shakes and moans under you.

She had overstimulated you plenty of times, so you knew exactly how it worked and what to do. But to be the one actually doing and not receiving? You couldn’t decide which one you liked more.

Your hips continue to snap to hers in a repeated motion, keeping a steady pace as you fuck into her sensitive heat before she lets out another loud moan, this time it’s choked up and broken.

She’s had enough, you had decided as you slow your movements letting her breathing in heavily. Her grip on the pillow had turned her knuckles white and her fingers shook along with her sensitive body.

You smile, movements completely stopped as you sit behind her in between her legs with the fake cock still buried deep inside.

Letting her come down from her final high you gently rub her hips, running your hands up and down her back to help her calm down a bit before placing a kiss from the small of her back up to the back of her neck, gently moving her hair out of the way letting your fingers linger on the dark red and purple skin you had sucked and scratched.

While you do this, she says something incoherently under her breath. Her eyes still unfocused as she stared to the side not longer trying to stay up as she blinks slowly muttering and mumbling.

Leaning back a bit, you pull the dildo out not letting the small whine from her go unnoticed as you took the straps off and laid back against her, arms wrapping around her to trap them between her and bed as you nuzzle into her shoulder. Just feeling her breath against or simply be against you could calm you down in an instant and you hoped it’d work on her as well as you lazily place kisses on her shoulder.

“Still think this was a bad idea?” You ask, small smirk on your face and she mumbles something eye brows pinching together and her nose scrunching up before she relaxes again.

And before you know it, you feel her body completely relax and her breathing even out. She hasn’t even given you a chance to do anything like gloat or ask if she was okay. She was knocked out and would probably not wake up for a while.

You snort, sitting up to just admire the sight. Her face relaxed as marks liter across her bare body, mouth slightly agape and her breathing finally normal again.

A soft smile plays onto your lips, pulling the blanket over the two of you and you lay next to her. Body firmly pressed against hers as you wrap your arms around and rest your head on her shoulder and close your eyes. A soft sigh leaving you as you breath in her scent and feel her warm skin.

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A/N: not my best, probably gonna edit it a bit later on

[catwrites9]

i know you ellie williams smut

sinopse: pure smut, just porn.

cw: nsfw/smut, switch ellie and reader, making out, clit stim (r and e), face sitting (r!receiving), tit play (e!receiving), fingering (e!receiving), tribbing/scissoring. not explicit if reader is fem or masc.

it starts with making out on your bed, why the fuck is brent faiyaz still playing? she's talking to you and you're on fours on top of her, while she leaves you in underwear only.

"you're so pretty." leaving kisses from your cheek to your ear as her arm wraps around your back, pressing you down so your stomach finds hers.

she sucks on your earlobe, her hand's rubbing your pussy over your underwear and your hips tense up. you're moaning against her ear as your face lays next to hers. she's humping your thigh, panting against your ear.

she must be delusional because her fingers keep trying to fuck into you even with your underwear still on... forcing you to ask her.

"ellie, please." you squirm as she rubs your clit, thigh pressing on her pussy.

"damn..." she grunts, pushing her hand down your underwear, fingers ghosting your mound, clit and slit.

your stomach tenses, she hears and feels you breath in. she kisses the side of your face and you can already feel the unbearable heat of your bodies pressed together, but right now you can only try to sit on her fingers. her other hand's on your hip and ass.

"sweet girl..." she's thrusting her clothed pussy up on your thigh, her heart's racing against you. your hands find her sides, caressing her softly.

"please." you grind on her hand and she's rubbing your clit, grinding her clothed one on your thigh.

the heats too much for her so she grabs you by the hips up to the waist and you whine.

"get up for me, babe" she asks, with a raspy voice and sweet tone. you nod as you lift your head from the pillow.

as soon as she sees your face she's kissing you, hands traveling up to cup your cheeks as you get up. you start kissing her neck, she makes the sweetest noises and your pussy's nearly burning.

"come on, let me taste that pussy." she's taking your underwear off. "sit on my face." as she gives your clit a slap.

you nod, kissing her lips. she slides her head off the pillow, lying straight down. you crawl up her face as she holds your legs, hips and waist. clit pulsing as soon as you can feel her breath on your pussy, she holds onto your thigh pulling you completely down on her face. her other hand rubbing her own clit, full on moaning agaisnt your pussy.

"good?" she mumbles against you once she's licking and kissing your pussy and you giggle.

"yeah... you feel so good ellie." and she's sucking on your clit so hard that it makes you clench around nothing.

"uhh.." you whine "fuck.. ellie."

she's flicking her tongue up and down your clit between sucking, her pussy making wet sounds under you both.

"feeling good....els?" you tease, she slaps your thigh giving you a positive hum. "you're gonna... gonna make me cum." and she's mumbling nonsense and sucking your clit.

she's sucking so hard you think she's trying to milk you, your legs shake uncontrollably. your hands on her hair and face. ellie feels your hips jerking and she flattens her tongue as you start riding her face.

"i-i'm cumming, i'm gonna cum ellie" you moan she grabs your ass, moving you back and forth on her face as you cum.

she's running her hands up and down your thigh as you get off her face, her eyes lazily half closed.

"thanks babe." she's thanking you? she's still moaning as her fingers are still on her clit.

"let me take care of that, okay?" and she's nodding. "take your hand off that pussy." she sighs and lifts her hands up on top of her head like you like it.

you're now in between her legs, taking off her remaining clothes, kissing her neck and down her collarbone. you suck on her nipple, pinching the other. she's thrusting her soaking pussy up against your knee.

"stay still, ellie." you let her nipple go, licking it. "you're drenching my knee."

"babe... fuck me, come on..." she asks, kissing your forehead. your hand finds her dripping entrance.

"please... i need you." she grunts just a second before you fuck two fingers into her.

you kiss her tits, licking them and sucking her nipples again as she moans.

"move... now please..." she whines and you take your fingers almost all out before fucking them deep into her again.

you're pounding her pussy hard and slow, making out with her tits and she's moaning and crying loud as fuck. gripping your hair and pulling it hard, gritted teeth as she grunts.

"gonna cum all over your fingers."

you start fucking her faster, looking up to her. she's nearly screaming your name, legs shaking and pussy dripping while she cums. you fuck her through it, hugging her hips as you do.

“i need to feel this wet pussy on me…” you mumble and she lifts her upper half. she looks so cute.

“come here.” she calls out, reaching for your leg. you kiss her as you crawl up.

she puts her own leg over your shoulder, caressing your waist and hips.

“fuck yourself on my pussy…” she rubs your clit as she lies back on the bed. you slot your pussy against hers “goddamn…fuck.”

“uh huh…” you moan back feeling her soaking wet pussy on you.

you start moving your hips once you feel your clit right on hers. your eyes fixate on her face, closed squinting eyes and mouth agape as she moans. you slap her hand as soon as it finds her lips.

“let me hear you.” you slap her tits, making her scream and roll her hips with you.

your both too sensitive, you holding her hips and her yours, pulling each other closer at every thrust. her clit's throbbing against yours and you feel your stomach tensing. she knows you're cumming, she thrusts her hips up. she's quick and precise with it.

“cum… cum on my pussy…” she's desperate for it and you know you're going to give it to her. but she doesn't want to wait so she grabs you by the hip, slotting her pussy on yours forcefully as she holds you down.

“w-wait.” you moan and she grabs your ass.

“i'm not waiting.” she slides your back and forth on her pussy. “cum with me.”

“yes… yes.” you moan breathlessly as you cum with her, falling on top of her.

she holds your back and you take her hair off her face, kissing each other.

a/n: guys this is my first smut, if u hate it ill kms ♥️

[catwrites9]

I have a request! I am desperate for some dominant yet sweet Julien smut (with a strap)

first of all, look at this picture

anyway on with it

dont like it dont read it.

Julien x femme reader

julien was invited to a party and wanted to bring you with her. when you walked out of the shared bedroom in your apartment after claiming you wanted to surprise her with your outfit.

"close your eyes," you said from behind the closed door. julien stood with her eyes closed waiting for you to come out of the room.

"hurry up princess, we're gonna be late." she said waiting for you to come out of the room. you couldn't help bur blush at the nickname as you walked out of the room.

"you can look now." you said smiling at her, admiring the black top she chose for the night. her eyes lit up when she saw the red dress you picked out. a light smirk danced across her lips.

"my my my, maybe we should skip this party." she said pulling you in by your hips.

"c'mon julien," you said softly as she held you close, "let's go have a little fun"

"oh but we could have so much more fun if it were just us" she said as she ran her hands over your hips and moving a hand down to your ass, squeezing it firmly. "we can use that present i bought just for you." she whispered in your ear before kissing your neck softly.

your breath hitched, "juliennn, don't tease. you gotta go to this party" you said feeling her bite the sensitive skin of your neck.

"i don't have to go..." she trailed off kissing your exposed collar bones.

"julien- fuck- arent people expecting you?" you said as you felt her hands move back to your hips.

"they'll survive" she said quietly before kissing you roughly. you moaned into the kiss.

"fuck, julien.." you maoned softly as she moved her hands up to your boobs, teasing them through thr dress.

"no bra? so naughty" she teased before pushing you against a nearby wall softly.

"easy access, for you" you panted as she kiss your neck biting and leaving marks on your sensitive skin as she pushed a knee between your legs.

she chuckled hearing you gasp from the sudden friction. "i figured you'd see things my way."

"when lucy and pheobe get annoyed that you're a no-show don't blame me." you said as julien hands drifted to the zipper of your dress. she unzipped it with ease.

"i won't blame you." she whispered in your ear before kissing your neck again as thr dress fell to the floor around you. "i'll blame that dress" she muttered against your skin. you moaned softly feeling her hands move over your body.

"you're so beautiful," she said as your hands moved to her hair, tangling your fingers through it. she moaned softly feeling you pull her hair gently.

you blushed deeply, she smiled at you. she moved her knee, purposely bumping it into your needy clit.

"ah!" you gasped at the sudden feeling. she only chuckled.

"so so needy" she teased as she toyed with the hem of your underwear, snapping it agaisnt your hips.

"please julien?" you begged as she ran a finger across your clit through your underwear. she felt how wet you were.

"what do you want, baby?" she asked against the skin of your chest as she littered it with kisses.

"you- fuck," you gasped when she dipped a finger into your underwear lightly touching your clit, "please" you said breathlessly.

"so impatient" she teased as she circled your clit with her finger.

you moaned feeling her finger move over your clit. she kissed boobs, teasing them as she worked her finger over your clit.

she moved a finger to your entrance circling it slowly before pushing a finger inside of you.

"fuck-" you gasped feeling her finger move in and out of you.

"shit," she breathed out. "you're so wet" she said as she inserted another finger.

"r-right there, don't stop." you said softly as she hit your g-spot over and over. she chuckled.

"so fucking needy" she said before biting your shoulder softly. she sped up her fingers slightly.

"fuck- i-i'm gonna- fuck julien- i'm c-close" you said between pants moans as she pushed you over the edge.

"there, you go baby. cum for me. so fucking beautiful" she said as your orgasm hit youn hard. she slowed her fingers as you rode out your orgasm. you moaned loudly as you came, your hands tangled in her hair as she kissed you again.

as you came down from your high she took her fingers out of you causing a quiet whine to escape your lips.

"it's ok baby," she soothed rubbing your cheek with her thumb. "you wanna try something?" she asked running her thumb over your lips. you absent mindedly licked her thumb.

you nodded as you licked her thumb. she firmly grabbed your chin, "use your words baby."

"i wanna try something. please?" you said quietly. julien smirked and leaned in to whisper in your ear. "go get on the bed. fully naked. wait for me." her hot breath on your skin made you gasp softly before doing as told.

you walked into the bedroom and quickly removed your underwear, practically tripping on them as you got on the bed.

you sat there unsure of what exactly julien wanted to try with you. you heard her riffling through something outside and wanted to go see what it was but waited patiently.

"close your eyes sugar." she said from outside the door. you did as told and closed your eyes excited for whatever it was as you sat on the edge of the bed. she walked over to you, touching your shoulders as you felt something relatively hard touch your thigh.

"what is that?" you said, your eyes still closed.

"open your eyes and see." she said as she moved her hand to your jaw, stroking it softly. your eyes fluttered and saw a light pink (kinda like her guitar) strap-on strapped to her hips with a harness.

your jaw fell open and julien chuckled at your response.

"like what you see?" she asked with a smirk on her face. you only stared at the dildo.

"mmhmm" you hummed in response. she moved head to face her.

"my eyes are up here baby." she teased. she watched you you blush deeply as you looked her in the eye.

"sorry ss just really pretty." you said softly. she smiled at you before kissing you softly.

"you can touch it, it won't bite." she said softly as she continued to kiss you. you poked it softly, before stroking it.

"lay back baby." she said gently. when you layed down she adjusted your hips to the edge of the bed. she looked down at you.

"you're so fucking beautiful." she said as she ran a hand over your chest and stomach. her touch sent a shiver down your spine. she moved her hand to your clit teasing it.

"julien-" you said with a gasp as she moved her finger to your entrance, circling it gathering the wetness.

"what's the matter baby?" she teased as she lined the dildo up with your entrance, she rubbed it against your clit slowly.

you only moaned as she pushed the dildo inside you. your eyes squeezed shut as you adjusted to the size.

"just breahte, i won't move till you tell me to." she said as she leaned down to kiss your neck softly.

"y-you can move- please." you said as you panted. you looked up at her as she moved her hips slowly. you only moaned, occasionally moaning her name as she hit your g-spot over and over. she continued to kiss your neck as you writhed beneath her.

"so fucking hot." she whispered against your skin.

"harder- please" you said while panting between moans. she moved her hips faster and hit your g-spot harder.

"you like that?" she asked as she squeezed your boobs firmly. you could only muster a moan as you felt yoursled getting close to the edge.

you maoned her name loudly. "i'm close- fuck- dont stop" you said as you panted. she sped up her movement slightly.

"that's it baby, cum for me. you're so fucking beautiful." she whispered in your ear as you moaned loudly. you pulled her down to kiss you as you came. she smirked into the kiss as you came.

julien pulled the dildo out of you before unhooking the harness and letting it hit the floor next to the bed.

"you did so good baby." she said before kissing you. "let's get you cleaned up hun."

she picked you up and carried you over to the counter in the bathroom. she kissed your cheek softly. she grabbed a cloth and wet it before wiping the skin she left hickies all over.

"thank you." you said as she continued.

"don't thank me baby. it's the bare minimum." she said softly as she wiped off your thighs. you moved a hand to her hair, stroking it softly.

juliens phone rang in the other room. "gimme a sec baby." she said before walking out to go grab it. she came back in still on the phone and put it on speaker.

"it's lucy." she whispered.

"where the hell are you guys?" lucy asked sounding quite annoyed.

"that's tonight?" julien asked playing dumb. you smiled as you watched her talk to lucy on the phone.

lucy groaned, "there have better been a good reason." she said.

"there was don't worry." julien said eyeing you.

[catwrites9]

could you write something where JB comes home from tour after a while… and it’s just i miss you’s and not being able to keep her hands off of you

get well soon!!! <3

this picture omg!!

it was late august and you hadn't seen julien since the 9th when she left for norway. you were laying on the couch aimlessly doom scrolling tiktok. you knew julien would be getting home any minute home and you missed her. a lot. the first few nights were hard without her, you missed her warmth next to you in bed the most. and her cooking.

you heard the lock in the door unlock. you turned your phone off and ran over to the door opening it before julien could. you gave her a huge hug. she dropped her suitcase in her hand giving you a tight hug.

"i really missed you." you whispered in her ear as you hugged her tight. she smiled leaning into you.

"i missed you too baby." she said. she moved her hands to your hips pushing you back a little bit. "you wanna let me come in?"

you blushed and pulled back from the hug. "lemme grab that for you." you said picking up her suitcase.

"baby, you don't have-" she started to say before you cut her off.

"i want to," you said as you walked in holding her bag. she walked in behind you biting her lip as she saw the way your hips moved as you walked.

you put her bag down in the bedroom as julien made some tea for the both of you. you came up behind her, hugging her. she smiled and turned to face you. she only smiled and looked at you as her hands drifted to your hips. she pulled you closer to her, kissing your lips softly.

"damn i missed you. so so much." she said between soft and quick kisses to your lips before kissing you passionately. you gasped into the kiss. you tangled your fingers into her hair. she moaned softly feeling you pull her hair. her hands snaked under your shirt touching the soft skin of your stomach. she pulled away from the kiss only to breathe.

"julien-" you started before she kissed you again. she bit your lip softly making you gasp.

"mm sorry. i jus really missed you." she said softly agaisnt the skin of your neck before kissing and biting it. you tangled your fingers into her hair again.

"julien, baby. you just got home don't you want to rest?" you asked her as she bit your neck. she reluctantly pulled away from your neck, her lips swollen from sucking the skin to leave marks.

"i can rest later, i want you now." she said quietly moving her hands up to your chest squeezing your boobs firmly. you gasped again feeling her hands on your sensitive skin.

"i'll also be here later julien. as wonderful as that sounds i think you should rest for a little while, sleep off the jetlag." you said as she teased your nipples, you fought the urge to make, frankly, pornographic noises.

"please sugar?" she said quietly pulling away from you slightly, looking at you with those big brown eyes. you couldn't resist. you kissed her softly.

"don't complain to me later when you're all tired and cranky." you whispered in her ear. she kissed you and lifted you onto the counter.

"believe me, i won't be complainin about anything. promise." she said before kissing you again. you melted into her touch.

she rested her hands on the your thighs rubbing your skin softly. you hummed softly into the kiss as she touched your thighs.

"fuck-" you moaned softly feeling her hands move up your thighs under your loose shorts. she smiled into the kiss.

"i missed that sound." she whispered against your neck before kissing it. you blushed when you heard her words.

"julien- please" you said breathlessly. she moved her hand to your hips pulling you closer to the edge of the counter. her fingers dug into your skin leaving little crescent shapes in your skin. she moved her hand over your crotch teasing you through your clothes.

she groaned feeling how wet you were just from the tiny touches. she moved her hand into your underwear circling your clit. she bit your neck softly as she felt how wet you were as she circled your clit. you moaned softly as her finger moved faster over your clit.

"fuck- julien, baby. don't stop." you moaned as she kept speeding up, egged on by your moans.

"i won't," she said softly as she moved her free hand to your boobs teasing them as she moved a finger to your entrance circling it as she felt your wetness accumulate on her fingers.

"julien baby, please- fuck- please." you said between pants and moans.

"fuck?" she teased "if you insist." she said as she moved a finger inside you. you moaned loudly as her finger found your g-spot with ease.

"that wasn't-" you started but you were interupted by a moan and gave up on even trying to say anything. she chuckled as she felt you clench around her finger.

"you feel so good." she said softly before moving her mouth to your nipple, biting it softly.

"please don't stop" you whined as you felt yourself getting close. she smirked as your pussy made loud squelching wet noises.

"that's it baby, let go for me darlin," she said before kissing you. you clenched around her finger as she kept up her pace. your orgasm hitting you hard. as you came down from your high she slowed her movements.

she pulled her fingers out of your underwear licking her fingers clean. she groaned as she tasted you. "fuck baby, you taste so good." she said as you watched her lick her fingers clean. the sight was almost enough to get you going again.

"julien- you should really rest now baby." you said reluctantly wanting her to relax.

julien groaned "where's the fun in that?" she asked sounding fully serious. you smiled at her.

"julien, c'mon. if you lay down i'll cook you some dinner." you said leaning down to hug her and kiss her forhead.

"ugh" she said dramatically. "i don't wanna lay down, i wanna be with you baby." she added as she moved her hands back to your hips.

"fine, but you're gonna eat something." you said stroking her hair softly.

"i can think of something i wanna eat." she said with a smirk. you only shook your head.

"jules i'm serious, you gotta eat something. will you atleast sit down? let me cook for you." you said to her.

"fine." she agreed with you and sat down at the kitchen island. she eyed your body as you walked through the kitchen preparing something for her to eat.

"tell me about your trip baby." you said to her as you felt her eyes on you.

"hmm?" she hummed half paying attention. "it was pretty good. i wish you were there with me." she said after an extra second.

"just pretty good? you looked like you were having a good time on stage." you said back to her as you walked back to the fridge to grab something.

"i did, it was good." she still eyed your legs, "wish you were there though." she said as she pulled you into a hug as you walked by her. she pulled you close and inhaled your scent like she was trying to commit it to memory.

"baby, let me finish cooking." you said softly as you hugged her back. she didn't let go. she only hummed softly.

"c'mon forget about the food, sugar." she said softly against your skin still hugging you firmly.

"julien- it's almost done." you said hoping it would convince her. she moved her hands to your hips.

"i can be quick..." she said smirking as she moved her hands around your hips pulling you impossibly closer to her. you practically melted like putty in her hands. she look up at you and kissed you.

you moved a hand to her jaw running your thumb across it slowly. she hummed into the kiss. she moved her mouth away from your lips and kissed your neck, leaving small marks along your neck and chest above your low cut t-shirt.

you gasped softly as she continued to kiss and bite your soft skin. she occasionally pinched your hips as she kissed your neck and chest.

"baby, you taste so good. can i please?" she begged moving her hands to your thighs. you only moaned softly.

"jb, the foods gonna burn." you reluctantly said softly. she groaned and pulled her lips away from your skin. she stood behind you hugging you as you cooked.

"you smell so good," she said softly in your ear as you moved something off the burner. you rubbed her arms softly.

"julien, the food. c'mon. i want you to eat." you said despite just wanting to let her loose on you. she layed her head on your shoulder.

"please?" she said quietly before kissing your shoulder. you felt a shiver go down your spine.

you turned to face her and kissed her passionately moving your hands to her hair, not pulling, just running your fingers through it. she hummed softly. her hands rested on your waist. she pulled you closer to her. she moved her hands under your loose shirt and toyed with your boobs. you gasped and whined softly.

"lemme take this off." she said against your skin as she pulled on your shirt gently. you only moaned as she pulled your shirt over your head. you gasped softly as the cool air of the kitchen wafted over your sensitive skin.

"so pretty." she said softly before kising your neck and trailing smaller kisses down to your boobs. her tongue circled your nipple earning small moans from your lips.

"fuck- julien" you moaned softly. she bit your nipple softly before giving the other some attention. she pushed her knee against your clit. you moaned and pulled her hair.

"baby," she started as she moved a hand down to circle her thumb over your clit through your thin clothing. "can i make you feel good?" she said as you moaned softly.

"please julien." you moaned softly. she smirked as she slowly lowered to her knees in front of you. she looked up at you as she pulled your shorts and underwear off. she planted a soft kiss to your clit. you moaned softly feeling her lips on your clit.

she circled her tongue around your clit looking up at you. you ran your fingers through her hair as she sped her movements slightly. she increased the pressure of her tongue on your clit before lowering her tongue slightly and pushing her tongue inside you. you moaned loudly, the neighbors no doubt knew julien was back from her trip.

she groaned as she tasted you and moved her tongue in and out of you, her nose bumping into your clit. you couldn't help but pull her face closer to your pussy. she picked one of your legs up and put it over her shoulder to get a better angle at your g-spot.

"julien- fuck- don't stop." you said while panting. she slurped on your clit. she moved her fingers to your entrance as you moaned louder.

she groaned as she felt you clench around her finger. you felt the vibration of her graon on your clit.

"don't stop-" you said as she sucked your clit.

"just let go for me baby, your doing so good." she said before lapping at your clit. your orgasm hit you hard as you trembled above her.

"c'mere." you said quietly. she stood up and kissed you softly. you moaned as you tasted yourself on her tongue.

"you taste so good" she mumbled against your lips.

AN: i'm gonna use another request as a part 2 to this, stay tuned.

[catwrites9]

more on the bothering lucy while she's working because you're horny would be appreciated 🫣

minors…gtfo because y’all know the drill

rpf smut under da cut

okay so here’s my thought process, Luce is a giver, like there’s this tik tok that was on my fyp of this person who was filming a video for class and their gf texted and wanted to fuck so they got up and just left and went to her. that’s lucy, like i think she alwayyyyys indulges you, and obviously y’all have boundaries but you are so used to her just being dtf

i think she’d be doing admin stuff, maybe stuff she’s put off for a while and like told her team that she would do herself and now she’s regretting it because you’re waking up just horny as hell and dripping for her and she can’t do anything about it because she needs to get this stuff done

you’d be extra nice, buttering her up, “hi baby,” you’d whisper, walking in to her office, maybe wearing very little clothes or a nice robe or even just t-shirt. and lucy’s immediately like “fuck” because she can’t do anything about it right now

“hi angel,” she breathes out, immediately regretting looking at your legs because they drive her nuts. “what do you need?” she asks, albeit dumbly because she knows the look in your eyes, already waiting for her to take over

You just breathe out, moving to sit next to her on the couch, your legs gently over hers, rubbing her thigh gently “i need you,” you’d whine, and she’s rolling her eyes because why are you so cute. “i need to finish this my love,” lucy breathes out tapping your hips. “i won’t bother you,” you lie, you both know you’re lying but lucy always indulges you so she lets you sit with her, laptop on her lap, your legs on hers, head on her shoulder.

eventually you’ll start rubbing her, or rubbing your own legs together. your hand will play with her hair or stroke her cheek, and when you start kissing her neck or cheek softly is when she starts to get annoyed because why must you torture her like this?

“watch it,” she’d say sternly. “i’m not doing anything…i don’t tell you enough how pretty you are, you’re so pretty luce,” just rubbing her thighs, moving her hair over, nuzzling her neck.

she stews a bit, letting you play with her while she finishes and as soon as the last email is sent she’s slamming her laptop shut and she’s like “upstairs, now” and you’re immediately like “oh” and scrambling upstairs because this is mommy!lucy okay and she’s mad

so you’re upstairs, maybe stripping down but not fast enough because lucy comes in and is pushing you down on the bed and just scoffing because why aren’t you naked yet?

she lays you down, maybe your hands are pinned, or tied to the headboard, or maybe you just know better at this point to keep them up but she’s grabbing the vibrator wand and is just being so mean, like no softness whatsoever “spread them”.

maybe you’re whining as soon as the vibrator touches your clit, it’s on a far higher setting than you’re used to her starting at and she’s murmuring “be a good girl and i’ll give you what you want.”

but after 4 almost orgasms, you’re whining alot more because every time you’re close to cumming, she’s dragging the vibrator away and edging the hell out of you. she’s laughing at you softly, “this is what you wanted right? you wanted attention angel, i’m giving it to you.”

“i need— please,” you’d be begging, writhing against the sheets and she’s laughing, her tone condescending and almost full of pity, dragging the vibrator back to your clit. “please what?” she goads, rubbing up your torso, pinching your nipple before her hand squeeze your neck.

“Please mommy,” you beg, and lucy smiles, “that’s it my girl, that’s it,” before finally letting you cum.

•

so….. how was y’all’s day?

[catwrites9]

HATE THE PLAYER, NOT THE GAME

(Caitlin Clark x Reader)

⚠️warnings⚠️:

explicit smut

dirty talk

swearing

prompts:

mid fight and caitlin just grabs your face and kisses you with all the passion in the world

“we really shouldn’t” “tell me to stop and i will”

caitlin doing the gay ass knee thing to you

you and caitlin being rivals and also exes but you’ll still hook up time to time (usually it’s just wild hate sex after games) but during this certain game you’re both just one upping the other and it reaches a point where she comes up to your ear and mumbles, “keep it up, you’ll need that energy for later as well”

caitlin pulling you in by your waist and moaning in your mouth while making out

Playing for Maryland, you first knew Caitlin Clark as “that bitch from Iowa” who talked a lot of shit but dropped 30 a game to back it up. Admittedly, you didn’t believe it at the start. Sure, you’d seen video and scouting reports, but she was a freshman like you, so you figured it had to be some extended beginners’ luck.

That was until you played her for the first time and she got a 34-point triple-double, your impressive 22 point double-double (the first of your career, and of course you got the same number of points as her number) paling in comparison. Through it all, she didn’t even seem to break a sweat, and bantered back at you with as much fire as you gave her, which made you more upset than the final score did. It was at that moment that you decided that you hated Caitlin Clark.

You figured that would probably be as much as your relationship would develop, and it stayed that way until halfway through sophomore year when she cornered you in an empty hallway after a game and kissed you within an inch of your life (you didn’t want to think about why you kissed back so eagerly). After that, you figured that you guys probably had some stuff to talk about, so you messaged her on Instagram and got coffee.

This lead to a 10-month-long relationship, but you had to end it when the long distance became too much. You were both jealous by nature, and the separation was only making it worse.

Your first game against Caitlin after the breakup was intense, both of you playing like you had something to prove. After the game ended, you’d tried to be civil and left the gym together, but it had turned into another argument. You were practically screaming at each other in yet another empty hallway when Caitlin had grabbed your face and kissed you as passionately as she ever had, pinning you against the wall with a knee in between your legs.

You’d pulled away. “We can’t do this again, Caitlin,” you’d protested weakly, already grinding down on her knee.

Caitlin had laughed at you as she’d started to kiss your neck. “Tell me to stop right now, and I will,” she’d offered with a smirk. “But this could be good for us. It doesn’t have to mean anything, it can just be sex.”

You were ashamed to admit that that was all the convincing that it took for you to give in, riding Caitlin’s thigh to an orgasm as she swallowed your moans. You’d dragged her out to your car to make her cum on your tongue and she’d left immediately after, but it had set a precedent. Against your better judgment, you now often found yourself sneaking away with her after games to have what was undeniably good sex.

This game, however, had you vowing to break that pattern. You were seething as Caitlin drew yet another foul on a shot that she never would’ve made, winking at you as she easily sunk the two free throws. To make matters worse, you had picked up a stupid technical foul because of her. There was not a thing in the world that could convince you to have sex with Caitlin Clark after this.

The next time that you had the ball, you resolved to humiliate her. Faking a pass, you buried a step-back three right over Caitlin. You smiled sweetly at her as you ran back on defence. Your smile faded as she hit a three in transition from even farther back than you’d been. On the next possession, you made a tough layup and the foul shot as well. Seemingly unbothered, Caitlin replied by breaking away from a double-team to hit another perfect three.

You were both relentless, matching each other point for point. No one other than you and Caitlin had scored in second quarter, and you were both on 12-point scoring runs. The play was moving fast and you were both clearly getting tired, so you were thankful when a timeout was finally called.

As Caitlin walked by you on the way to her bench, she pressed her lips almost to your ear. “Be careful, you need to save some of that energy for later,” she whispered, throwing a heated look over her shoulder.

You hoped that there were miraculously no cameras on you, because you could feel your body betraying you by blushing furiously. Obviously, you knew that you and Caitlin were currently the talk of the game, so you prayed that the announcers would dismiss it as more banter.

Your team had possession out of the timeout, and of course the ball went to you. Driving to the hoop, you reached to make the layup and slammed into Caitlin, who had somehow gotten there before you. The whistle blew as you fell to the ground, both of you thinking that the foul was on the other person.

You locked eyes as you were both pulled up by your teammates, waiting on the call. Your mouth opened in shock as it was announced that Caitlin had gotten an FF2, resulting in an immediate ejection from the game. She stormed over to the refs, hands already in the air, and had to be pulled away by her coaches.

“Bye!” You waved at her as she left, and blew a few kisses for good measure. Hearing the whistle again, you turned in shock to see them call an unsportsmanlike technical foul on you. It was your second, meaning that you had to leave as well.

Giving the refs a death glare, you stormed out after Caitlin. When you got out of the gym, you saw her back disappearing into her team’s locker room. You threw open the door to find her sitting on one of the benches with her head down, breathing hard.

“I’m actually going to KILL you,” you threatened, almost believing it yourself.

Caitlin slowly looked up at you, clenching her jaw. “Oh, you’re going to kill me?” she said through gritted teeth, standing up. “That was a charge and you know it! Thanks to you, I just got ejected from a game for the first time ever!”

You took a step closer to her. “Oh, relax! You still got 31 points! You and your fucking ego!” Your voice was getting louder as the argument escalated. “You didn’t need to talk back to the ref and piss him off, but you just HAD to have the last word, didn’t you?”

Caitlin didn’t even flinch. “My ego, really? I think you mean my pride. Of course I’m going to argue a call when it’s as obviously wrong as that one!” She stopped to take a breath, running her tongue over her lips, and it snapped whatever restraint you had.

Not feeling entirely in control of your own body, you roughly grabbed the back of her head, pulling her in for a bruising kiss. You used Caitlin’s gasp of surprise as an opportunity to slip your tongue into her mouth. She moaned loudly and pulled you closer, her hands wrapping around your waist.

You leaned into the kiss, making her back up until she hit the wall. “Lift your arms,” you murmured onto her lips. She complied, allowing you to pull her jersey over her head. You quickly discarded your own jersey and pinned her arms above her head as you kissed her again, shoving a knee between her legs.

You tugged on her bottom lip with your teeth, smiling in satisfaction as her back arched, further pressing your bodies together.

“Need… you,” Caitlin panted. “Take off your shorts.” You needed her as well, but were too pissed to admit it.

“Are we doing this?” You tried to sound exasperated, but couldn’t keep the eagerness out of your voice as you did as she said.

“Yes,” Caitlin rolled her eyes. “I know you love this as much as I do,” she breathed into your ear, holding eye contact as she took off her bra.

You kissed down her body, stopping to tease her nipples with your tongue. When you got to her stomach, you pulled her shorts off. Her panties were visibly soaked, and you couldn’t tell if it was from sweat or arousal. Deciding that you didn’t care, you pulled them off and plunged two fingers into her pussy.

Caitlin moaned loudly, throwing her head back. You continued to move your fingers inside her as you lowered your mouth to her clit. At the first lick of your tongue, Caitlin grabbed your braid and pulled your mouth away.

“I wanna fuck you,” she whined, looking into your eyes.

“Here?” you asked. Your chin was still tilted up to look at her by your her grip on your hair. Not breaking eye contact, you slowly slid your fingers out of her pussy and took your time licking them clean.

Caitlin finally let go of your hair. “Just come here,” she mumbled. She laid down on a bench in the middle of the room, leaving her legs spread wide.

You stripped off your bra and panties, scrambling to climb on top of her and straddle her leg. You kissed her hungrily, gasping as she reached up to fondle your tits. You bit Caitlin’s lip almost hard enough to draw blood, and her hips bucked in a way that perfectly stimulated your clit.

You rolled your hips, your pussies sliding against each other. Caitlin desperately thrust her hips up to match your pace, both of you panting and moaning into each other’s mouths. Once you found your rhythm, you captured Caitlin’s mouth with your own again.

As much as she aggravated you, you had to admit that you couldn’t get enough of her. Her lips were addicting, and the feeling of her clit rubbing against yours was heavenly. Caitlin’s hands ran down your back, and you wondered if there were going to be scratch marks later.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m so close,” moaned Caitlin, her grip on your waist tightening.

Her voice sounded ruined, and it did something to you. “Me too,” you gasped, biting your lip to stifle your own moans. You sat up to get a better angle and looked down to see Caitlin watching you intently. The weight of her gaze made your heart beat wildly.

“You look so pretty riding me like that,” she said huskily. Hating that she knew exactly what got to you, you couldn’t stop your orgasm from hitting. Planting your hands on Caitlin’s stomach, you threw your head back as pleasure coursed through your body.

The sight of you falling apart was enough to send Caitlin over the edge, her breath stuttering as she came. Keeping her hands on your waist, she guided your bodies through your orgasms. You collapsed onto Caitlin and laid there for a minute, unable to move. Neither of you said anything, your chests rising and falling in unison.

When you trusted your legs enough to stand, you gingerly climbed off of Caitlin and got some wet paper towels. You cleaned each other up the best that you could and put your clothes back on.

You sat down on a bench as Caitlin went to the mirror to fix her hair, and silence filled the room again. “That was… intense,” you began, not really sure what to say.

“Yeah, it was,” she turned to you. “Maybe getting ejected wasn’t the worst thing. You should probably fix your hair, too,” she suggested, turning away again.

You stood up with a groan, knowing that she was right. “Oh my god,” you smirked at her through the mirror, adjusting your ponytail. “You’re going to be all over the news tomorrow!” You gave up on fixing the braid, deciding to put your hair into a low bun.

“So are you,” retorted Caitlin. “How is that funny?”

“No one cares about me, I’m not THE Caitlin Clark,” you said with an air of superiority. “This has been fun, but I’m off to have a normal night, which is a privilege that you won’t get!”

You blew her a kiss as you walked backwards towards the locker room door. Before you could pull it towards you, it was thrown open from the other side and Iowa players started streaming in.

“What are YOU doing here?” asked Caitlin’s teammate, Gabbie, her tone hostile.

“I was just leaving,” you said sweetly. “Me and Caitlin were just… talking.” You paused to accentuate your point, winking at Gabbie.

Caitlin had overheard the whole conversation. “Fuck you!” she said, sounding genuinely irritated as she shoved you out the door.

“Any time,” you tossed over your shoulder on your way to your team’s locker room.