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kinda need more sub caitlin... maybe some strap imvolved as well?

please don't stop.

synopsis: caitlin doesn't want you to stop.

warning: sex, c*nnor.

type: blurb

a/n: please send paige requests i need her so bad.

"you're doing so good.."

caitlin's hands were rested on your shoulders, a soft moan leaving her pretty mouth as she moved her hips up and down on your strap rhythmically, biting her lower lip softly at your gentle praises.

"don't stop...please" caitlin mumbled, her thighs clenching as the sensations continued, her movements gradually picking up speed, chasing after that sweet, sweet feeling. her mind was so much clearer in the best way, not a worry or care in the world right now. you knew she was feeling good, but you wanted to help her feel even better. your hands went to her hips, gently gripping them as you thrusted up into her with deep, long strokes.

caitlin let out a small, shaky moan with each thrust, her hands gripping your shoulders a little harder, pleasure etched on her face. the words died in caitlin's mouth as another deep, perfect thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her entire body, her thighs clenching once more as she let out a loud moan.

"f-fuck... that feels s-so good.. please—" she panted, rocking her hips into your upward thrusts, not missing one. caitlin was unable to think at this point, a string of moans and whimpers falling from her lips with every powerful thrust. her head fell against your shoulder, eyes rolling back as her hips moved in time with your movements.

she wasn't even thinking about connor anymore, all her attention focused on the way you made her feel, how good you were making her feel. caitlin wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling her closer as their lips met, her lips parting to allow your tongue to explore her mouth. she melted into the kiss, soft sounds of pleasure escaping her throat as her tongue mingled with yours.

her thighs clenched needily around your hips, desperate for more of that perfect, deep feeling. her fingers tangled in north's hair, pulling her deeper into the kiss.

caitlin trembled as you picked up the pace, her hands gripping the back of your neck tightly. she had never felt like this before, her boyfriend never made her feel like this, making every nerve in her body scream for more, more, more.

"please, baby," she whimpered breathlessly, "don't stop, don't stop, don't stop— oh."

"you close?"

caitlin nodded in an instant, desperately grinding her hips down into your lap, chasing that sweet release she'd been denied for so, so long. her breathing picked up and grew shaky, one of her hands moving to grip your shoulder.

"please, please, please, i'm so close—" caitlin's body tensed, a loud moan leaving her lips before the wave of pleasure came rushing like a tidal wave. her thighs shivered and trembled as the feeling washed over her, a wave of ecstasy that couldn't longer be satisfied by anyone else. just you.

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hey bby! this isn’t a ask i just wanted to take a moment and say you’re writing is sooooo good! ever since i’ve found your account i’ve been in LOVE. tysm for taking time out of your days for these bae bc im eating them up!🖤🖤

this post just gave me motivation to come back after having wtiters block. thank you for liking my writing! i'll answer as many requests as quickly as i can tonight.

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i'll take care of you.

synopsis: first time with kate.

warnings: strap on sex.

type: blurb

a/n: kate martin hours. y'all know how much i love phantom strap. not proof read, sorry for mistakes.

"please- please don't stop-" kate was practically pleading with you as her head fell back, resting against the headboard. she was overwhelmed with the feeling of you on top of her, and she was quickly losing her mind.

"you feel so good- you're perfect," she breathed out, and her words were completely sincere. she was almost unable to articulate a sentence as a result of her bliss.

"i love you, so, so much," you whispered, your breath hot against kate's ear. you both were completely addicted, both unable to get enough of the other. your love for one another was overwhelming, and the only way to express that love was through physical touch. the sex was filled with love throughout. gentle touches and tender kisses. at first, it was steady and gentle, but now it was hard and fast.

"i love you too," kate let out a soft, low moan, and her nails started digging into the flesh of your hips. her hips rocked up when you would push down, desperate for all the friction she could get.

"harder, please, baby-" she pleaded, her head tilted back against the headboard, exposing her arched throat. kate couldn't help but think about what would happen if this ever went further. the thought of calling you her *wife* sent a chill through her body, and her chest warmed at the idea.

"you're mine, forever-" kate spoke in a slightly husky voice as she continued to thrust up, desperate to be as close to you as possible.

"i want all of you. every inch, every part, every bit."

"you're so beautiful- so perfect, all mine," she mumbled as her lips started trailing kisses along your exposed neck and collarbone, leaving little hickies in their path along your skin. her thrusts started growing harder, more sloppy, and she was getting close to the edge.

kate could tell you were overstimulated - you were getting more and more loud as time went on. your moans were getting slightly higher and more desperate, and it was driving her mad. she found herself close to the edge when she heard those pretty sounds coming from you, and she buried her face in your neck to muffle her own moans.

"i'm close-" she breathed out, one of her hands moving down to rub your sensitive clit with her thumb. your movements became jerky as you felt her fingers on your clit. you brought your hand down, clutching hers tightly, your breathing quickening.

"it's okay, baby. i'll take care of you," kate murmured before capturing your lips in a quick kiss, her thumb continuing to rub your clit at the same pace. her movements had slowed down, and it was obvious that she had other priorities in mind.

although you knew you could handle much more, you didn't think you could. with your face tucked into the crook of your neck and your breathing irregular, you were having an orgasm that felt like a freight train. kate could *feel* your sensitivity - you were practically trembling in her lap, and your body was so close to her.

"shh, it's okay-" she tried to soothe you as she felt you grip her hand, her lips against your jaw. her thumb continued its gentle, slow circles on your clit.

"i said i'd take care of you."

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synopsis: domestic emily.

warnings: none

type: headcanons

a/n: this is cute.

i'm feeling sappy rn.

emily loves waking up to you in the mornings. your messy hair, cheeks mushed against the pillow and the blanket tangled in your legs.

she calls you ma, baby, honey, sometimes honeybunch, and snookums if she feels like being annoying.

she'll softly kiss your face to wake you up, her hand rubbing your back in big soothing circles. if you don't wake up right away she'll just carry you to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. if you're too sleepy she'll brush your teeth for you, making sure to go over each tooth gently.

just watches you. your eyes meet so many times in the mirror when your brushing your teeth together. or when your eating she'll just looking at you with a little smile on her face. you love her smile because of her little fangs.

i don't think she likes cleaning up but she'll do it because you like to. purple fabuloso is her favorite.

rubs your feet. you'll both be on the couch watching tv, your legs over her lap and her hands massaging your feet. but don't let your guard down because she'll put your foot in a headlock and start tickling you.

emily loves taking showers with you. will wash your hair and your back so you don't have to. if you drop the soap, she'll give you a cheeky smile.

"are you gonna get that?"

sometimes when you bend over she'll pretend to fuck you from behind. she thinks its sooo funny. she'll smack your ass too, mabey a little too hard.

"... oops."

"oops? really em?"

long kisses.

"mmmmmmmmwa."

emily only lets you braid her hair. she's tender headed as fuck. if you accidently pull her hair, she'll be so dramatic.

"ouch, ma!"

"i barely touched you."

"... you're tryna rip my scalp OFF, baby."

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More sugar mommy caitlin pls. Its a need not a want 😩

synopsis: more sugar mommy! caitlin headcanons

warning: caitlins big wallet.

type: headcanons.

a/n: keep the asks coming. i love them.

caitlin wears this redish lipstick when y'all are going out to dinner. will kiss you on your face and lips in the car before you go into the restraunt. loves to watch you try and wipe it off. she thinks its cute how you frantically try, lol.

y'all are always matching outfits. whether its fem and masc, or fem and fem. matching shoes, shirts, pants, jewlery, everything.

she doesn't let your online cart sit with stuff in it. your in the shower, and she's immediately paying for it.

like i said before, she doesn't make you do sexual things for money, but y'all do this funny little thing after sex. you ate her out so good her legs were shaking? $125. you kissed her so good her pussy was throbbing? $85. you do the same with her, too.

you love spending money on her, too. especially lingerie. my next ask is something like this 🤭

you always have your nails done with her. caitlin loves soft hands and french tips. same goes for your toes, but she likes them white.

doesn't let you walk off when she takes you shopping. you're pretty little ass already attracts stares, she doesn't want people physically coming up to you. she's holding your hand, putting her hand in your back pocket, or keeping her hand on your lower back.

if you don't listen to her she's taking her card from you lol. didn't eat all day? no card. didn't sleep at least eight hours? no card. if you're not taking care of yourself, she's snatching that card away until you do. it works everytime.

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can you write some smut for nika muhl?

synopsis: nika muhl smut headcanons.

warnings: sex.

type: headcanons.

a/n: i'm bad at writing smut. might have went overboard lol. please give me smut writing tips. rushed.

nika is always a dom. even when you're not having sex, she'll tell you what to do. eat dinner, do your homework, etc. when you're eating her out she'll tell you how fast and slow to go. when you're fingering her she'll tell you how many fingers she wants inside her. so you're listening to her the entire time.

loves eating you out. will hold your thighs open so you can't close them, even if you think you can't take anymore. spits on your pussy before she eats it. 🤭

doesn't really use a strap but after a bad game she's dicking you DOWN. like she'd be fucking you so good you couldnt even moan anymore, just making noise. scratch marks on her back, handprints on you ass, thighs. she'll fuck you in doggystle so she can pull your hair and slap your ass at the same time.

she's still sweet though. i dont think she'll slap you across the face and call you a slut. she'd call you honey, baby, pretty, etc.

she's either overstimulating you or edging you, no inbetween.

chronic gum chewer. chews gum while she fucks you. will spit it into your mouth, too.

DIRTY TALKING IN CROATIAN! you don't even know what shes saying but you just know its the nastiest shit ever.

aftercare is heavenly. kisses you on the places she slapped. your ass, thighs, etc. tell you how good you were, asks if she was too rough. y'all definetly get food after, too.

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i'll try and answer everyones asks. my wifi isn't on' so it might take a few days.

- kisses kisses kisses.

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synopsis: kelsey plum headcanons.

warnings: smoking?

type: headcanons.

a/n: she's so hot, but no one ever writes for her.

we all know kelsey loves her cigars. she'd probably smoke like three a day. breakfast, lunch, and dinner. she'd smoke on the porch or by an open window since she knows you don't like the smoke.

only you can do her bun for games. she likes them sleek, even if it ruins her hairline in the future.

you call her kip, kels, kelly, and plum. you think its cute.

always slapping your ass HARD. bending over to pick something up? slap. laying on the couch? slap. taking a shower? slap. she just can't help herself. like it literally stings. you get ptsd every time she comes up behind you, covering your ass with your hands.

"it's your fault. you were in the way of my hand."

"you gave me a handprint!"

"put some cream on it? idk.."

kels hates cleaning but that doesn't mean shes dirty either. if she had to clean she'll complain, but she'll get it done before you ask again.

she used to have a bad habit of putting her sweaty practice clothes on top of the hamper rather than in.

nsfw

strap game is so good it's scary. like she's DEEP in your guts. she could probably go through your pussy and out through your mouth with the strap tbh.

oh yeah, she's gonna make you squirt. if you tell her you can't, she's gonna MAKE SURE you do it, or your ass is not getting up from that bed until you do.

messy kissing. like tongue down your throat kissing. she'd kiss you until her jaw is sore and locked.

PHANTOM STRAP!! she swears the strap is her dick. like she can feel your pussy squeezing her, and that only makes her fuck you harder.

"cum all over my dick baby. you got it, just like that.."

you felt like you ran a marathon the next morning, legs sore and wobbling. she'll act like she doesn't know why but she knows damn well she does.

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just found your blog and i really like your writing! i have a request for Kate - what would it be like when you’re out with her at a bar? would she get jealous, stay close to you, have a couple beers and constantly tell you you’re gorgeous, etc?

synopsis: going out to a bar with kate.

warnings: drinking?

type: headcanons

a/n: thanks for liking my writing! trying to answer all requests. my wifi is bad. too lazy to get pics for this. not proof read.

kate adores going out with you, but not necessarily to the bar. tipsy lesbians are walking around, looking for a pretty girl like you to take home. it makes her nervous, especially since you were in that sexy two piece.

following you EVERYWHERE. whether you need to use the restroom or get a drink, she's right behind you. kate won't drink much because she'll be driving. mabey a beer and a half. however, she may allow you three shots. she would hate to see you hungover and miserable in the morning. your a lightweight, so a few shots could put you out.

but if you got drunk, she would ask the bartender to replace your drink with water or soda. you're too drunk to notice, anyway. kate cares about her pretty girl and doesn't want you to wake up with a headache.

girls, on the other hand, no way.

as i previously stated, she's always around you at the bar, so if she notices a tipsy girl approaching you, she will take immediate action. she'd gently grab your jaw and kiss your lips in the sloppiest way possible. it was kind of gross because it was so wet, but you didn't mind. you love kissing your girlfriend.

now if it was a guy, she'd just embarrass them.

"how tall are you?"

"5'11-"

"no, you're not. I'M 5'11."

if you were driving you both home tonight and she got drunk, she couldn't keep her mouth shut when it comes to you. telling you how beautiful you are, kissing your face. even giving you a few slaps on the ass. extra hard if she's really drunk.

"hey seeexyyy, you come here often?"

"you're soooo pretty, baby." goofy, drunk smile.

"i'm gonna marry you one day, i ssswear.."

slurring a lot.

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phantom strap

synopsis: paige thinks the strap is her dick.

warnings: strap, cursing.

type: blurb and some headcanons.

a/n: i'd ride paige all day n' night.

the first time you and paige had sex, she had a bad case of phantom strap. she could feel how tight you were and it was driving her crazy. she didn't want you off her strap, literally.

you had cum four times, your legs trembling, but paige's grip on your hips was firm, fucking you hard and fast on her strap. the sound of her strap pounding your pussy filled the room repeatedly, her hips thrusting upward to pound you faster and harder. paige's eyes were half-closed, her bottom lip between her teeth. she was louder than you, like she could feel your pussy squeezing her. her ponytail was all messed up, her eyes were rolling back into her head, and she had cum more times in her boxers than you did on her strap. all this, just from you riding her.

"bounce on my dick, baby.."

"oh my GOD.."

"faster, please baby.."

"love this pussy.."

after that y'all were fucking daily. everywhere— the living room, her room, the hallway, on the floor.. she cums so much when you ride her. you had rode her strap so good her legs were shaking. paige once made you cum so much that her strap was all sticky and wet. you didn't stop riding her, though.

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scooty.

synopsis: all you can do is scoot on caitlins strap.

warnings: sex.

type: blurb

a/n: rushed. i don't really like this but oh well.

you had cum at least five times on caitlin's strap, and you were a mess. your clit was sensitive and achy, your thighs were burning, and a thin layer of sweat was covering to your face and back, causing some of your hair to stick to your skin. but it felt too good to stop. her hands were interlocked with yours, making it easier for you to fuck yourself on her strap. when you started feeling a little too good, you couldn't even bounce on her strap anymore; instead, you started scooting, trying to cum against the best you could.

"come on, scoots. you're tired already?" caitlin asked, smiling, her hands gently squeezing yours. she loved it when you were overstimulated and didn't know what to do. you weren't sure whether to bounce on her strap, scoot, or roll your hips. your movements were quick and jerky, and your breathing came out uneven and shaky. exactly how caitlin liked it.

caitlin could tell you were tired, trying to keep scooting and scooting, wanting to cum again. she pulled her hands away from yours, grabbing your hips and thrusting upward, hitting that gummy spot deep inside your pussy. you were sure she was long past your g spot now.

you had cum for the thousandth time that night, but caitlin wanted you to cum one more time.

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you told me your new man don't make you nut that's a damn shame.

synopsis: showing caitlin what it feels like to feel.

warnings: referring to c*nnor, sex. idk how to write warnings.

type: long blurb?

a/n: new tag. first time writing smut. i hope y'all missed me, because i missed y'all.

you knew caitlin wasn't cumming the way she deserved to. c*nnor was definitely not making that happen. she was constantly working hard, giving but never receiving. you wanted to help your friend relax; you wanted to her show her what it was like to feel. you wanted her to understand that dick wasn't the only thing that could make a woman cum. not that she was getting any real dick, anyway.

caitlin's back arched involuntarily off of the bed, a whimper leaving her lips as her hands gripped the bedding tightly – she was going to rip holes in it if she continued gripping it any harder.

"i feel like i'm gonna die, please," caitlin whispered, the desperation in her voice evident as she looked down at you, pleading with you to do something.

"you're not gonna die." you replied, rolling your eyes, a smile tugging at your lips. she had squirted at least eight times on the towel beneath her. your fingers were deep inside her pussy, massaging her g-spot, forcing her to cum again and again. your thumb was rubbing her aching clit.

she knew she wasn't going to die, but you were driving her so insane that it felt like she was. "i feel like i am," caitlin whined quietly, her body shaking slightly, her head falling back against a pillow.

you leaned down, kissing her aching clit. "again, you're not gonna die, cait" with your voice muffled against her wet pussy, you licked a stripe up her clit, causing her hips to chase after your mouth. your teasing and condescending remarks were driving caitlin insane – and it wasn't the good kind of insane.

"yes i am," caitlin whimpered, shaking her head. "please, oh my god," and even caitlin could admit that she was being totallydramatic.

"all you can say is please." you scoffed, pumping your fingers into and out of her pussy at a rapid, steady pace with a wet plap! the fact that you had so much power over caitlin was irritating, she'd never admit that. she would never tell you, but there was a certain level of irritation when she was so desperate for something only you could give her.

"mmm," caitlin whined in response, her back arching and hips bucking into your hand, her head falling back against the pillow. "i - i can't, please please-"

"can't what?"

caitlin had no idea what she was even capable of saying and doing at this point, the only thing she was thinking about was what you could do to her. she had completely lost control of her body and was completely at your mercy, and it was killing her.

"i can't take it, i - i really can't," caitlin's words were cut off bay a whine, her hands still gripping the bedding on the bed.

"you want me to stop?"

there were many things caitlin wanted to say and do – but she was too busy feeling the pleasure and overstimulation that you were giving her, which made it difficult to form sentences.

"no, no, keep going, don't stop – oh please -"

"you don't even know what you're saying." you sighed, massaging her g-spot faster.

"your boyfriend ever make you cum before? hm?" your words were, once again, incredibly annoying but arousing to caitlin, who really didn't want to think about c*nnor. being with you was nothing like the relationship she's in now.

"no, god, never," caitlin responded through a whimper, looking down at you. "never like this." your words were incredibly true, and they bothered caitlin; her boyfriend was nothing like you. with you she felt so much more comfortable, free to lay back and have north care for her without having to worry about anything.

"mhm. he probably didn't even fuck you. made you do alll the work. you don't have to do that here, baby. just lay here and "feel .." as you planted a gentle kiss on her stomach, you quickly moved your thumb in tight, fast circles over her clit.

"i love you," caitlin spoke quietly, her eyes shut tightly as she trembled, her back arching as she came again that night. safe to say she'd be coming back for more, and more, and more..

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synopsis: sugar mommy!caitlin.

warnings: none.

type: headcanons.

a/n: new tag. this is pretty short, but i'll write more for sugar mommy!caitlin.

caitlin buys you whatever you want, and you don't even need to ask her.

if you stare at something in the store for too long, she will get it for you, regardless of how expensive it is.

you have a wall full of designer shoes and handbags.

you did the tiktok trend of holding your hand out in front of her, and she handed you a stack of cash. you had no idea what to do with it all.

caitlin will never ask you to give her sexual favors in exchange for money. she just enjoys seeing you happy when she buys you what you want. however, she will ask for kisses and hugs, which you'll gladly provide. she also does not insist on being called mommy. she find it icky.

when you were at a restaurant together, she ate half a bowl of caviar. caviar costs about $100 per bite, so the waitress had this expression on her face, not knowing if caitlin realized how expensive it was to eat half of a damn bowl. but when the bill arrived, she paid it with no problem.

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synopsis: caitlin taking you out to dinner.

warning: caitlins big wallet

type: headcanons

a/n: i'd love if caitlin took me out to dinner. now im hungry.

caitlin loves taking you out to dinner. if you can't decide where to eat, she'll recommend a restaurant she knows you will enjoy. she wants the best for her girl, so she only accepts the highest quality food and service.

pulls out your chair so you can sit at the table, rather than allowing you to do so on your own. caitlin wants you to sit in front of her so she can admire your lovely face as you eat. she's such a gentlelady.

will buy whatever you want from the menu. it kind of overwhelms you, and you don't know what to choose because there are so many options. you don't want to waste her money, but as i previously stated, spending it turns her on.

she enjoys red wine but will limit herself to half a glass because she's driving you both home after dinner.

caitlin always orders steak or salmon with a side of vegetables and mashed potatoes.

you'll both eat from each other's plates and feed each another.

"that looks good, baby."

"is it good?"

"try mine, it's really good."

"can i try?"

does a little happy dance when the food is tasty.

tries to use slang, but it sounds weird so funny coming from her that you die laughing every time.

"this is fire."

"the chef ate." side eye.

loves it when you eat good. caitlin makes sure her girl is comfortable and fed.

as for dessert, i don't think she enjoys it very much unless it is off of your plate.

if you order dessert, she'll take a few small scoops from it. she says it's "so sweet," but she continues to eat it. you wonder why she didn't just order one for herself.

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synopsis: caitlin loving you.

warnings: c*nnor

type: headcanons

a/n: thank you very much for over 100 notes! i just created this account two days ago, and i've never had this much so fast! you guys keep me motivated to write.

whether it's during a game or practice, she needs your approval. she'll look at you first every time she makes a three. she plays badly when you're not at her games. not on purpose, but she has difficulty focusing without your presence at times. just knowing you are there to watch her boosts her confidence, which is why she sometimes acts cocky and relaxed during games. christie had grown accustomed to having you around so much.

you always validate her emotions, which c*nnor doesn't do. caitlin has no feelings for him at all. she wants you, but she's only with him for pr.

how could she possibly not like you? you're funny and charismatic, and you get along with everyone so well.

caitlin loves making eye contact, especially since you have to look up at her. when you speak, her eyes follow your entire face; she never looks away. she doesn't mean to, but she sometimes loses track of what you're saying to her, focusing solely on your lips. caitlin wants you to believe she is paying attention, so she'll say say little things.

"mhm.."

"yeah.."

remember that interview she did where she was sizing up the reporter and pulling up her sleeves to show her arms? she always does that around you. caitlin is clearly taller than you, and she makes sure you are always aware of it. looking down at you, pushing against you from behind to get something off the shelf, etc. she thinks it is hilarious when you try to guard her.

constantly flirts with you, calling you pretty and gassing you up.

loves when you call her cait, caity, and clark. it sounds better when you say it.

doesn't like when you wear someone else's jerey, including kate. she only wants you to wear her jersey.

she always brings you up in a conversation, even if it's unrelated to you.

"did you know ___ can cook really good pasta?"

"that reminds me of ___."

always hits your butt because it's a "basketball thing."

she doesn't talk to or treat c*nner the same way she does you. he's like an annoying ugly ass little kid who's always there.

she'll take you out to dinner after a win, just you and her.

get turned on when you let her spend her money on you. it's just a preview of what to expect when she asks you to be her girlfriend.

later that night, when she drove you home, she kissed you on your doorstep. it definitely wasn't casual..

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synopsis: older paige.

warnings: none

type: headcanons

a/n: i'll be her young little wife.

late twenties - early thirties!paige

paige still has the same sense of humor as she did when she was younger, which you don't mind.

let her take care of you; she loves it. she'll pay for your clothes, nails, hair treatments, and anything else you want. sometimes she'll just hand you her card and tell you to look for something pretty online.

gold jewelry, cream-colored nails, coffee kisses.

as you cooked together, music filling the kitchen as she swayed you from side to side with one arm around your waist, a glass of red wine in her other hand, and her head on your shoulder.

will sit on the toilet lid while you are showering so you can both still talk.

always sappy, especially when you're in bed together at night.

"i love you so much, baby.."

paige loves being domestic with you. enjoying lazy days, eating dinner out every other night, having breakfast in bed, watching your favorite shows together, and so on.

loves it when you wear stockings. will run her hands up and down the silky fabric, unable to get enough of how good you look in them.

sometimes paige just lays in bed naked, too lazy to put on clothes. she prefers the feel of the silky sheets against her bare skin.

really affectionate and giggly after a glass of wine.

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synopsis: paige showering with her beautiful girlfriend.

warnings: none

type: headcanons

a/n: i loved writing this.

paige enjoys taking showers with you, but she prefers bubble baths. she can hold you from behind, with your head resting on her chest or shoulder and her legs entwined with yours, the hot water and bubbles making your skin slippery. in addition, she enjoys giving you soft kisses on your back, neck, shoulders, anywhere she can reach.

loves it when you gently rake your nails across her scalp while washing her hair. when it comes to washing each other, you two adore it. making sure you both get nice and clean is a little love language for the two of you.

two words. soapy titties.

paige insisted that since you two have matching bathrobes to put on after showering, it makes her feel domestic and comfortable.

her cute little habit is using her finger to trace tiny hearts or the words "i love you" on the steamy mirror.

rubbing lotion all over each other's skin, making sure no skin is left unmoisturized.

when you're both tired after a shower, sometimes you'll lay in bed naked with the blanket over both of you, your limbs entwined, breathing in the scent of soap and lotion on each other's skin.