hahnslove

[hahnslove]

i posted this on twitter but i think needs to be seen here too.

Director Agatha watching Honey Don’t premiere, very pissed, angry and already plotting the way she will punish her superstar. @lunargrrrl

[hahnslove]

STUCK WITH YOU [18+] ⋆˚࿔

CONTAINS: femreader!agathaharkness, vaginal fingering, oral sex, elevator sex

SUMMARY: agatha harkness is your harsh boss, whom you think despises you. one day, after staying late, you and agatha get onto the elevator together and get stuck. 

WORD COUNT: 1,950

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It was just another normal day, as you prepared to head to the office, choosing to wear your favorite trousers, paired with your favorite button-up and heels.

As you're starting to eat your breakfast, simultaneously checking up on some client emails, you're interrupted when you suddenly receive a text from your coworker.

Where are you???

The meeting starts in 5 minutes!

Oh, fuck. I forgot…

I’m still at the apartment.

HURRY!

Running out the door now.

Cover for me.

I will do my best,

but you know how Agatha is.

You race out the door, leaving your breakfast behind on the kitchen counter. You quickly hail a cab, and before you know it, you’re on your way to work.

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You make your way into the big building and head straight for the elevators; you repeatedly press the button for the elevator, as if that will make it come any faster. You finally make it into the elevator and press the button for your floor.

As soon as the elevator dings and the doors open, you’re flying through the halls towards the conference room. You finally reach the conference room, opening the door as quietly as possible. Everyone’s heads turn to look at you. As you awkwardly take the seat your coworker saved for you, Agatha’s piercing blue eyes fixate on you, making you quickly break eye contact. Your coworker gives you a forewarning look; you know you will be getting an earful later.

“Alright, everyone, that’s it for today,” Agatha says, dismissing the staff. “Miss y/ln, would you come see me in my office?” Agatha demands, singling you out in front of everyone. “Yes, Ms. Harkness,” you reply. “I’ll catch you later, then.” Your coworker lays a supportive hand on your shoulder. “See you.” You frown.

You walk over to Agatha’s office and the door is open, so you wait for her to notice you. “Come in, have a seat,” Agatha says without looking up from her computer. Agatha takes her glasses off, “So, would you mind telling me the reason for your tardiness?” Agatha questions. You shift in your seat. “I simply forgot we had a meeting this morning; I’m sorry,” you say. “You know, dear, we do not have room for absent-mindedness in this company,” Agatha remarks. You look down at the floor, ashamed. “Seeing as though you are one of our best here, I will let it slide,” she continues; you look up and meet her eyes. “Just this once,” she adds. “Thank you, Ms. Harkness; it won’t happen again,” you say. Agatha nods in acknowledgement, prompting you to leave. As you leave you look back at her, finding that she was already looking at you.

You let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding in as you reach your cubicle. As you unpack your things, you see your coworker walking over, “So, how bad was it?” she asks. “Not bad actually, she let it slide.” You chuckle, and your coworker looks dumbfounded. “No way, when I was like a minute late last month, she almost fired me,” she comments. You lean back in your chair, thinking. “She’s probably just in a good mood today or something,” you suggest, brushing it off. “I don’t think so, you should’ve seen her before you arrived at the meeting, she was furious,” your coworker retorts. “Huh, that’s weird.” You respond, almost lost in thought. “That’s all you have to say?” She laughs. “Someone definitely has a soft spot for you.” Your coworker smirks. “Don’t be crude.” You roll your eyes. “I mean she’s obviously hot, you should go for it.” She says, “Whatever.” You say as your coworker walks away, laughing.

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It’s now nine at night when you’re finally packing your things up. You got quite a lot done, but your mind often wandered to that brunette boss of yours and what your coworker had said. Truthfully, you had to admit to yourself that she is beyond gorgeous, no doubt about that. You sigh to yourself as you finish gathering your things.

You’re waiting for the elevator when you hear the sound of heels clicking behind you; you turn around and see Agatha walking towards you, and your breath gets caught in your throat for a second. Soon Agatha is standing right next to you, waiting with you, “Got a lot done today, I presume?” Agatha speaks. You look over at her, “Yes, I did,” you say. “I figured I had to make up for this morning,” you add. “Very diligent of you.” Agatha replies, and you swear you can see a hint of a smirk on her lips. You smile in response.

The elevator finally makes it to your floor, and you both step in. You press the level one button, as you both stand in a comfortable silence. As the elevator makes its descent, the lights suddenly flicker; you can feel the elevator come to a stop at the same time the lights turn off, only leaving the emergency light on. “Fuck,” Agatha curses under her breath. “It’s okay, I’ll just press the emergency button,” you say, but when you do, it doesn’t work, so you press it repeatedly. “We can just call for help,” Agatha suggests. “Shit, there’s no signal,” Agatha informs. You check your phone and sure enough, you have no signal. “Well, fuck.” You sigh as you slide down the wall to sit. Agatha stares down at you. “Might as well get comfortable,” you say.

Agatha takes a seat on the floor across from you, crossing her legs. You decide to break the silence, “Why did you let it slide that I was late today?” you ask. “What?” Agatha laughs. “Well, Lauren told me that when she was a few minutes late, you almost fired her,” you reply. “I don’t recall that,” Agatha brushes off.

You chose to be bold and stand up to go sit next to her. “She said you had a soft spot for me,” you add, your shoulders touching as you sit down; you feel Agatha stiffen. “I don’t have a soft spot for anyone,” she states.

It’s quiet for another moment. You hear Agatha take a deep breath. “I see the way you look at me.” She says, turning towards you. “The way I look at you?” You let out a chuckle. “Yes,” Agatha replies, you stop laughing when you realize she's being serious. “And how do I look at you?” You question. Agatha places a hand on your knee which makes you lightly gasp. “Like you want me.” She states, moving her hand a little up your thigh, you twitch from her movements.

“You want to know the truth?” You say, staring into her eyes. “You’re all I can think about sometimes.” You admit; you hear Agatha’s breath hitch. “You’re all I can think about sometimes too,” Agatha breathes out. Butterflies erupt in your stomach. Agatha leans in a little, with her hand still on your thigh. “And, I want you so badly,” Agatha whispers.

You gasp as you lean in more. Agatha gently puts her other hand on your cheek; you can feel her breath ghosting your lips. You finally close the gap, and your lips brush against hers, in a soft and slow kiss. You pull back and gaze into her eyes for a moment. Agatha quickly pulls you back in; in a heated kiss, she takes her tongue and slides it over your bottom lip, and you accept the advance. As you move to straddle her, your tongues fight for dominance; she hums in approval at your movements. She gently grabs your hips, keeping you in place; you press into her, tangling your fingers in her hair. As her hands drift down, she grabs your ass, causing you to moan into her mouth.

You decide to reach behind her and find the zipper to her dress, slowly pulling it down. You released her lips to peel down the top half, leaving both of you panting. You slowly slide your hands down her shoulders, feeling the newly exposed skin. Agatha starts unbuttoning your top; once it's off, she quickly unclasps your bra; she takes hold of both your breasts, running her thumbs over your hardened nipples, and you let out a whine at her touch. You take the opportunity and shift in her lap; you press your knee into her center, making her whimper.

You carefully get off her lap to fully remove her dress; she lifts her hips, allowing you to slide the rest down, leaving her in just her bra and underwear. You then take off your trousers, not caring about the presumably gross floor.

Agatha pulls you back onto her, wrapping an arm around your waist and flipping you over. You let out a surprised yelp. “You didn’t think you were going to touch first, did you?” Agatha smirks. You roll your eyes playfully beneath her. She places kisses along your jaw and your chest; she wraps her lips around one of your breasts, swirling her tongue around your nipple. You moan under her touch, “Agatha,” you whine. She looks up at you, pupils blown wide, underneath the emergency lighting.

She works her way down your body, kissing your stomach, and takes the waistband of your panties and pulls them down making you twitch. She kisses your inner thigh, as she slides a digit through your soaking folds making you gasp.

You close your eyes and arch your back as her mouth attaches to your center; her tongue circles your clit, slowly sucking making you whimper in anticipation. She adds two of her digits slowly fucking you. “F-faster,” you beg, pulling her hair. “You have to ask nicely.” Agatha says briefly breaking contact. “Please fuck me, Agatha.” You whine.

With those words she pumps her fingers in you, curling them making you scream with pleasure. You tightly wrap your legs around her head while she vigorously swirls her tongue around and sucks your clit.

You moan as she continues to fuck you harder, her fingers repeatedly hitting that one spot. The feeling of her hot mouth on your clit driving you wild. Your thighs start to tremble around Agatha’s head, you can feel yourself reaching your climax as you moan.

“Look at me,” Agatha demands, briefly pulling away from you. Your eyes meet hers, your mouth agape. “Fuck, Agatha- I’m gonna-” You pant while maintaining eye contact. She speeds up her movements, as you let out sobs of pleasure.

“Come for me, baby,” Agatha says. You clench around her long fingers. “Agatha, Agatha,” you moan as your liquid spills into her mouth.

She stays in between your thighs while you ride out your orgasm, guiding you through it.

Once you stop trembling she crawls up your naked body, placing a kiss on your lips; you can taste the trace of yourself on her lips. You hum as she lets go of your lips, placing a kiss on your head.

“Guess it’s finally my turn then.” You smirk, as your eyes darken. “Guess so.” Agatha breathes out, leaning into you.

You take your time, tracing patterns down her stomach with your hand, and Agatha shivers under your touch. As you reach her waistband, the lights flicker back on, causing both of you to jump. “Christ,” Agatha whines as the elevator continues its descent.

You both quickly get dressed before the elevator makes it to the bottom level. As the doors open you both step out. “My place is a couple, blocks away.” Agatha says. “If you would like to join me.” She adds. You look at her and smile. “I would love to.” You say grabbing her hand.

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[hahnslove]

[hahnslove]

LUSTFUL LESSONS PT.2 [+18] ⋆˚࿔

CONTAINS: agatha!professor, femreader!agathaharkness, age gap, wlw smut, mommy kink, oral sex, office sex, car sex

SUMMARY: after hooking up with your professor, she's going to take you to her house, but you don't make it far

WORD COUNT: 1,100

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“You can just call me Agatha.”

“Okay, Agatha,” you say, carefully pulling down her pants without breaking eye contact. You discard her pants with the other piles of clothing. As you work your way up to her underwear, you gently grab her hips and softly nip and suck at her high inner thighs, taking your time. Agatha slightly twitches in her chair but closes her eyes and leans back in the chair. “Look at me, Agatha,” you order, starting to tug on the waistband of her panties.

She gazes down at you, her mouth agape, as you remove the remaining fabric. You are practically salivating at the sight of how wet she is for you. You pull Agatha a little closer, firmly gripping her thighs, and she lets out a whimper in anticipation. You finally dive in, fully savoring her taste. Agatha gasps at the contact and roughly tugs at your hair. Her heels dig into your shoulders, which gets you on even more on. Sobs of pleasure escape her mouth as you insert a digit inside of her while continuing to suck her clit. You devour her as if it were your last meal, and the sounds coming from your professor are like music to your ears. You feel her start to clench around you and her thighs begin to tremble. You look up at her. “Come for me, Professor Harkness,” you say, and then reattach yourself to her. “Oh, fuck y/n.” Agatha moans. Before you know it, your mouth is filled with Agatha’s sweet, hot liquid. In that moment, you feel like the luckiest person alive.

“Christ, y/n,” Agatha breathes out. “I have never came that hard before.” She admits. You stifle a laugh as you compose yourself. “What can I say, I am the best after all,” you say as you grab her hands to pull her up and out of the chair. “I think I’m going to have to agree with you, love,” she replies as she gets up. You flash a warm smile at her as you slowly gather your things. “So… are you going to take me home or what?” You ask with a hint of mischief. “Meet me in the parking lot in 10 minutes.” She murmurs in your ear.

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After leaving Agatha’s office you carefully make your way to the staff parking lot. Thankfully, by now it’s dark out; you’re leaning against a wall, patiently waiting for your professor’s arrival. You try to stay unnoticed as you watch other professors head out for the night.

You’re lost in thought when you hear the unmistakable sound of Agatha’s heels on the pavement; she gives you a look suggesting you follow her out to her car, discreetly. You make it to her car and slide into the passenger seat; she starts the car and you’re on the way to her house.

As she drives, you place a hand on her thigh. “What are you doing?” Your professor questions. “Oh, nothing,” you say as you casually move your hand higher on her thigh. You watch her as she attempts to maintain her composure while you tease her. The next thing you know Agatha abruptly pulls the car off to the side of the road and climbs into your lap. “Hi,” you grin, knowing you got to her. She wraps her arms around your neck and leans in slightly. “Do you think you can contain your libido just a little bit longer, dear?” Agatha murmurs, and you gulp at the closeness. “I don’t know, you’re just too hot,” you say with a smirk, leaning in a little closer; she pulls away, exhaling. “Okay, you win,” she says, and then, without warning, crashes her lips into yours; you let out a surprised yelp and laugh into the kiss. She moves to your neck as she leans back your seat.

Once your seat is fully back, she begins tugging at your sweater and pulls it over. As the cold air sends chills over your body, it’s quickly replaced by the warmth of Agatha’s hands, which graze over your body, causing you to arch into her touch. She begins sucking and nipping your chest, and your hands press on her scalp, pulling her as close as possible.

You guide her back up to your face for a kiss, and she takes the opportunity to unclasp your bra. She takes one of your breasts in her hand, grabbing it roughly and pinching your nipple lightly. You moan into her mouth as your tongues fight for dominance. You take the opportunity to lift your knee and press it into her center, which earns a groan from your professor. You bunch up her blouse in your hands and pull it over her head, then quickly unclasp her lace bra; you pull her up so her chest is above your mouth. You take a breast into your mouth, swirling your tongue around her nipple, Agatha whimpers from the pleasure. You shift your attention to her other breast, sucking and pulling on her nipple with your teeth. Agatha grabs your shoulders, groaning at your touch, and arches into you. With a pop, you release her nipple.

She kneels in front of you in the cramped car and hikes up your skirt. You gaze down at her as you lift your hips so she can slide your panties down. Agatha hooks her arms around your thighs and rests her hands on your hips, like she's ready to worship you. Agatha buries herself in your core; you tightly wrap your legs around her head, pulling her as close as possible. Her tongue enters you vigorously as her nose brushes your clit; you gasp and moan in pleasure. “Oh my God, m-mommy.” You whine. Agatha pauses her movements. “Shit, I’m sorry, Agatha; I didn’t mean to,” you ramble. “Say it again.” Agatha demands. You stare down at her in disbelief. “Mommy,” you say once more. “Good girl,” Agatha says before continuing her movements.

You gasp as she reaches up, grabbing one of your breasts, adding to your pleasure. “Mommy,” you whimper. You feel the vibrations of Agatha letting out a growl at the use of that word again. You feel yourself on the verge of climax; you squeeze your legs around her even tighter. “Agatha,” you cry out in pleasure as your orgasm washes over you.

As you feel a warm liquid flow down your thighs, you look down to see Agatha start to lick up the remainder of your juices. “You were so good for me, baby.” Agatha says, licking her lips.

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[hahnslove]

Do you know what I'll never be over?

The fact that everything was fun an games for Rio on that road.

Until that bitch of an mother in law showed up. From laughing while falling of the sky to ready to throwing hands in a second when she saw Evanora.

No because literally. She was enjoying the chaos and fear moments ago but in the moment Evanora showed her face and started shit talking she was:

[hahnslove]

LUSTFUL LESSONS [+18] ⋆˚࿔

CONTAINS : agatha!professor, femreader!agathaharkness, age gap, wlw smut

SUMMARY: you are agathas student and she asks you to come see her in her office because of some concerns...

WORD COUNT: 1,500

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You’re sitting in class, surrounded by your fellow classmates, on just another normal day of listening to Professor Harkness’s lecture. She is utterly mesmerizing, and you can’t help but be drawn to her; sometimes, it even seems like she’s equally captivated by you, as if there’s a mutual attraction between the two of you. But that’s obviously ridiculous; you are her student, after all.

Professor Harkness clears her throat. “Miss y/ln, are you still with us?” Your soul has left your body. “Yes. Sorry professor.” You sink into your seat out of embarrassment. The rest of the class painfully drags on. Finally, you’re packing your things as the rest of the students file out of the room. “Y/n, will you please see me in my office after your last class today?” You are taken aback ever so slightly. “Yes, of course, professor. Is everything alright?” you respond. “Everything is fine, dear; there are just a few things I would like to go over with you.” The sound of her using that nickname almost brings you to your knees. “Okay then. I’ll see you later.” With that, you practically bolt out of the room. You are slightly terrified at what she could possibly want to talk to you about. Alone. In her office.

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Now that your last class has finished, it’s time to visit Professor Harkness. As you walk to her office, you wonder how you’ll manage to keep your composure, especially since she’s wearing an incredibly sexy pantsuit. Whoa. You snap out of your thoughts. You can’t think of her in that way; she’s your professor, and it’s inappropriate. But, it sure is fun to imagine.

You finally reach her office door, and after taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you hesitate for just a moment before knocking. You hear shuffling behind the door after you knock. “Come in,” Professor Harkness says. “Please have a seat.” You take in the space, looking around. “It’s very cozy here; I like it,” you say softly. “Thank you,” she smiles, “I like it too.” She says warmly.

“Well, you are probably wondering why I asked you to come see me.” You stay still. “I’ve noticed how distracted you have been in class, and I wanted to make sure you are doing okay.” You definitely weren’t expecting that. “Oh, I mean, I’ve been doing fine,” you respond. “Are you sure, dear? It sometimes seems as if you are in a trance in class.” She leans forward in her chair, her eyes intently fixed on yours. “I-I mean, maybe I have been a little distracted recently.” You say quietly, avoiding eye contact. “Is there any reason for that, Miss y/n?” She observes. “It’s probably just stress or something.” You brush it off. “I think I can help with that.” Professor Harkness gets up from her chair and is now directly behind the seat you are in. “Is this okay?” She puts her hands on both of your shoulders. You nearly gasp at the contact. “Yes, Professor.” You respond. “Alright, love, just close your eyes and relax. I got you.” You exhale and close your eyes. Professor Harkness gets to work and starts massaging your shoulders.

Soon after she begins the massage, you let out a small moan, and then gasp slightly, your eyes widening in embarrassment as you realize what you’ve just inadvertently done in front of your Professor. “I am so, so sorry, Professor,” you stammer, feeling utterly humiliated and embarrassed by your mistake. She turns your chair around, her hands still on your shoulders. “No,” she says sharply. “I liked it,” she then says. You are frozen in place. “And I think I want to hear it again.” You are completely at a loss for words; your mouth opens but no words come out. She then takes a step back.

“Oh my God. I am so sorry y/n. That was completely unprofessional of me. I shouldn’t have said that.” That’s when you finally realize that your connection wasn’t just in your head; she felt it too. You stand up and reach for her hand. “You want to know the real reason why I’m always distracted in your class?” you say in a soft playful tone. Her gaze pierces through your soul. “It’s you,” you state. She pulls you in a little bit closer; you can feel her breath on your face. “I get so lost in my thoughts because of you.” You say “Daydreaming…fantasizing.” Your voice is barely above a whisper. You start to lean in and suddenly Professor Harkness pulls back. “Wha-.” You begin to say. “I need to hear you say it.” She interrupts. You already know what she means. You take a deep breath. “I want you, Professor Harkness.”

With those words, your professor pulls you in, and your lips crash together in a heated, passionate kiss. You have fantasized about this for such a long time that you can’t believe it’s actually happening right now. You deepen the kiss, prompting a soft groan from your professor, who wraps her arms tightly around your waist and, in one swift, fluid motion, clears her desk by sweeping all the paper off, then gently sets you down, her eyes locked intensely on yours. Whoa, that was undoubtedly the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen. You pull her back into a kiss with equal passion and intensity, and then you start to tug on her blazer; she quickly catches on and slips it off. After she gets her blazer off, she gives you a kiss on the lips and makes her way down to your neck. She sucks just the right spot on your neck, which makes you gasp. You tug on her hair while she starts to unbutton your sweater, the fabric slowly parting to reveal your bra underneath. Your professor’s pupils are blown wide, filled with want and lust. “I’ve wanted to see you like this for so long,” she says. You simply let out a moan in response, without saying anything else. She attempts to undo your bra clasp, but you quickly intervene and stop her.“Not until this is off,” you say breathlessly, gesturing to her blouse. “I think we can make that happen.” You stop her as she goes to pull on the hem of her blouse. “No. Let me,” you say. Your hands slide up from her hips and lift it over; your hands graze over her smooth skin. You roughly grab her breasts over the remaining fabric. “Fuck, y/n.” She moans. She slides her hands up your back, undoes the clasp on your bra, and throws it onto the floor, which sends a shiver down your spine.

You are still sitting on the desk in Professor Harkness’ arms, and then you push her into the chair and straddle her. She hikes up your skirt, which makes you gasp. You pull her back into a passionate kiss while she rips your tights. “God, I need you so badly,” you practically whine. You press into her even more, and your professor stifles a moan. She slowly moves her hand down your body until she reaches the spot where you need her most. “Christ,” she breathes out. “I haven’t even properly touched you yet, and you’re already soaked.” She chuckles. You can’t even respond because she finally pulls your underwear to the side; she starts by sliding a digit through your folds. You’re certain that your arousal is already dripping down her hand, and you’ve never been more turned on in your life. “You’re so hot, hon,” she says in a raspy tone; you moan in response as she finally enters you, her fingers curling and hitting the spot that drives you wild. She gently rubs your clit with her thumb. As you ride her fingers, you’re practically screaming with pleasure, your thighs trembling uncontrollably. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” you breathe out. “Come for me, y/n,” she says against your ear. Your stomach cramps as your orgasm washes over you; your screams are muffled by her mouth on yours, leaving you in a state of euphoria. As you come down from the high, you’re still slightly rocking in her lap. Your professor pulls away from you, brings her hand to her mouth, and savors your taste, letting out a pleasurable moan. “You taste so good, darling,” she hums. You capture her lips in another kiss.

After roughly kissing each other for about a minute, you begin to shuffle out of her lap. Your professor whines in disapproval. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m just returning the favor,” you grin as you sink to your knees and pull down the zipper on her pants. “You are so sexy, Professor Harkness,” you say, looking up at her. “You can just call me Agatha.”

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[hahnslove]

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𝑱𝑼𝑳𝑰𝑨༄ | gemini, twenty, wlw, she/her, milf luvr ᯓᡣ𐭩

𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 !

𖤐 | I love my cat, reading, matcha, lavender!

𖤐 | I will mainly be writing for kathryn hahn characters!

𖤐 | lizzie olsen. aubrey plaza. la la land. harry styles. sophie thatcher. agatha harkness. white lotus. marvel. kathryn hahn. killing eve. ao3. gracie abrams. cate blanchett. fine line.

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