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pitch perfect mentioned 🫦

I’ve made a few references to pitch perfect in my fics but no one has noticed it/mentioned it lmao. It’s my favourite movie so any excuse really 😂

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can you do texts with Katseyes where reader texts them “she’s busy” please🫶🏽🫶🏽

She’s Busy - OT5 Katseye (texts)

summary: you text your girlfriend ‘she’s busy’

pairings: OT5 Katseye (no yoonchae but she does make an appearance)

tags: fluff, crack, kms jokes, kinda suggestive

a/n: hope you liked it💜

Sophia Laforteza

Lara Rajagopalan

Daniela Avanzini

Manon Bannerman

Megan Skiendiel

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i have a feeling that reader and louie just love to bond over annoying sophia sometimes

you’d be 100% right, r standing behind sophia and distracting louie so he doesn’t listen to sophia and then r teases sophia when he listens to her right away causing sophia to go all pouty

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Follow The Leader - Sophia Laforteza

Summary: the ducks have settled in but they have taken a special liking to your leader

Pairings: platonic ot6!katsye x reader, romantic!Sophia laforteza x reader

Tags: fluff, suggestive (barely), making out, stroppy sophia, basically just sophia x reader

wc: 1.3k

a/n: part 2 to ‘you bought a what?!’ hope you enjoy :)

you and the girls had been away for some promo in asia, sophia unfortunately had to miss it due to an injury but you FaceTimed everyday and soon enough she would be back with you guys; doing what she loved.

during the week you have been away, sophia has been solely responsible for the ducks (not that she minds), she seems to be forming a special bond with them, constantly spamming your groupchat, at the request of the other girls, with photos and updates of the ducks.

even though she is under strict instructions to rest, sophia had decided that her week would be spent building a more permanent home rather than a box in the garage as they were growing exponential amounts and the start home was no longer going to cut it, sophia also felt bad they couldn’t be outside 24/7.

you guys had finally arrived home, exhausted and jet lagged, everyone else retreating to their room to sleep. you on the other hand, were looking for you girlfriend, wanting nothing more than to take a nap and cuddle with her. calling her name you received no response. you checked all over the dorm, she wasn’t in any bedroom nor the kitchen or living room. frowning, you had assumed she was out and just hadn’t let you know.

sprawling out on the couch, ready for a nap. you hear a voice that sounds like your girlfriends so you sit up, listening to see if you hear it again but nothing, shrugging it off as one of the other girls, you lay back down but then you heard it again, louder and clearer.

"No, louie. Sit!"

the voice coming from the backyard, funnily enough the only place you forgot to check. following the voice you can see sophia, surrounded by all 3 ducks, trying to teach them to sit. huey and dewey clearly got the memo, sitting patiently, unlike louie, who was more interested in the treat than listening to the filipina girl. you were leaning against the back door, amused smile painted on your face as the duck seems to be defying all orders from your girlfriend, only enraging her further.

"you are not getting a treat until you do as you are told and sit!"

Quack.

"do not talk back to me!"

Quack.

“why can you not listen like your siblings, you get your attitude from your other parent.” she huffed, squealing when you scoffed, clearly not expecting someone else to be there. the treats slipping from her hands, all 3 ducks immediately pouncing, treating it as a free for all.

“hello, mahal, i lost track of time and didn’t realise you were already home, how are you feeling?” smiling sheepishly as she made her way over to you, leaning in to kiss you but missing when you moved your head, pouting, she tried again but only got your cheek, your hand on her chest to stop her trying again.

“no, no kisses. I don't want you to catch my attitude.”

her boba eyes go wide, immediately back tracking and apologising. stopping when she noticed you trying to hide a smile, when she realised you weren’t actually mad and just annoying her. huffing, she crossed her arms, making it a point to storm to the couch, 3 little pairs of feel following behind her in an orderly line. flopping on the couch, she made it a point to look away from you but you could sense the fake annoyance. the ducks eventually catching up to her, making home at her feet.

laughing lightly you walk over to her, setting yourself in her lap and peppering her face with sweet kisses, her cheeks flushing as the attention. you knew she wouldn’t pretend to be mad for much longer, you’re her kryptonite. she held on for as long as she could, trying really hard not to melt into your touch but the moment you softly kissed her lips, she was gone. “‘m sorry baby, I was only kidding. please forgive me.”

“I don’t know, if I’m ready to forgive you. you may just have to earn my forgiveness by making it up to me.”

you had an inkling on what she was looking for, if the tone of her voice was anything to go by. further proven right when you saw the smug smirk on her lips, her hands settling on your ass. “I’ll do anything, fia,” faux confusing lacing your voice, something you know drives your girlfriend crazy.

squealing slightly as she shot up, heading to your room where you can be alone. you started peppering kisses on her neck to her jaw, trailing up to her ear and nibbling on the lobe, giggling slightly when your girlfriend let out a shaky breath.

you stopped when you heard multiple little patters alongside your girlfriend's steps. “baby,” she hummed in response, “the ducks, they’re following us.” she stopped abruptly, caused the three ducks to walk right into the back of her calves, turning and seeing the ducks standing at her feet.

she opened your bedroom door, getting ready to enter when the ducks also started to follow.

“no, stay.”

all three ducks following her command, sitting in their spot as she closes the door on them. “now louie listens,” rolling her eyes, you stifled a giggle.

she threw you gently on the bed, straddling your hips as her lips met yours. you were getting into it when you heard a quack from the door, breaking the kiss to look over. sophia groaned, using your jaw to guide your lips back to hers, deepening it instantly, your lips moving in a desperate kiss.

the quacks grew more persistent, getting louder in volume too. she tried to ignore it at first but they weren’t stopping anytime soon, sighing, she stood and opened the door, the ducks waddling straight to sophia; who looked far from pleased, she loved the ducks but she had also not seen you in a week and missed you dearly.

In the end she decided to go and try to teach them more complex tricks, internally pleased that louie had finally learned how to sit. you on the other hand were irked, you had missed sophia so much and her texts of promises throughout the week and made you eager to return, only to be left high and dry.

—

later in the evening, she had made it up to you by joining you in the shower. you cuddle on the couch as the other girls had emerged for a movie night which turned into her dragging you all outside to show the new trick she had taught the ducks. you were impressed at how many she had actually taught them in such a short span of time and how they listened to her every word (except louie).

she was now cooking dinner, you watched as she navigated your kitchen, ducks following her in a line and that's when it clicked, the ducks have imprinted on sophia. now seeing her as a maternal figure.

You quickly snap a pic, sending it to the katseye group chat, the girls teasing her for being so soft, lara announcing she will be over from her parents tomorrow as ‘her children are getting too big'.

sophia notices you giggling at your phone, completely engrossed in whatever is on your screen. she sneaks over; which is very hard to do with 3 very loud side kicks, and snatches your phone before reading the conversation, you see her eyebrows furrow before she huffs, giving you your phone back.

"I'm not soft."

You had to look away as she turned off dinner before storming off, knowing if she heard you laugh it'd make it worse. the ducks following behind in a perfect line.

"Only a little bit but, baby, they are so cute playing follow the leader."

You heard a loud huff before your bedroom door slammed, unable to hold in your laugh anymore as you were bundled over, clutching your stomach.

Weverse DM’s

yntheduckmommy: [📸 x4]

yntheduckmommy: update on our little family, the ducks have decided to follow fia everywhere

yntheduckmommy: she’s gloating but forgets when I got them and she wanted to SEND THEM BACK

yntheduckmommy: no, I’m not mad 🙄

yntheduckmommy: or jealous

sophiathepurse: she’s mad

sophiathepurse: and jealous

sophiathepurse: bc I’m mommy and she’s not 😛

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Fwb!gp!Megan

Tags: Smut!!, Phone sex, Implied mommy kink, cockwarming, semi-public sex, reader is an idol under hybe ( or hxg pick your poison ), phone sex, p in v

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would stare at you from afar during award ceremonies, when your group won the award she cheered the loudest for you out of everyone there, cheered louder then your bandmates. No one minded it because everyone knew how close Megan was to you.

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would drag you into the hybe HQ bathroom and bury her cock inside your pussy. You would have to put your hand over her mouth to stop her from moaning so loud in the public bathroom from how warm you were and they way you clenched around her made her knees buckle and her eye squeeze shut. Almost as if it hurt.

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would beg you to suck her cock backstage before a concert with her group. Because poor baby would get pre-show jitters and she convinced you that the only way to really help her relieve her worries or anxiety before getting on that stage. Sometimes her bandmates would bang on the door telling her to hurry up because they come out soon but Megan just tells them in a shaky voice and slurred voice “ I’ll be out soon.. don’t—orry. “

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would sometimes invite you to have lives with her, simply just chatting it up with her and her fans or maybe just play some games with you. Sometimes trying to teach you new and different games she would recently get into and the chat would just absolutely laugh and maybe some of the gamers that are watching the live rn would just crashout because you would do something wrong or say something completely wrong.

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would also have you cockwarm her on stream while playing games, she would try her best to not whimper or buck her hips upwards to just thrust into you and ruin your pretty pussy but she can’t because shes on live and knows that you two could get into really big trouble if anyone knows about you two. So she just trys her best to focus on the games or the chat or maybe even on what you have to say instead of the way you feel around her. But its hard when you roll your hips so deliciously on her cock.

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would sometimes invite you over just to cuddle with you and watch movies together because she just can’t go a day without feeling you in her arms. Poor baby loves you so much but due to your busy schedules and lifes it’s so hard to see eachother sometimes and you guys just wouldn’t see eachother for weeks upon weeks and weeks so she sometimes just invites you over or even facetimes you while going to sleep.

Fwb!gp!Megan Who would facetime you before concerts or even during rehearsal when she gets a boner and needs more then her imagination to help her. You’d whisper dirty things to her over the phone. “ So hard during practice? Just what are you thinking about that gets you this needy baby? “, “ Just imagine what I’d do to you if i were there.. “ You’d leave the sentence open because you knew Megan had a imaginative mind and would just use that for her dirty little fantasies while calling you mommy. Phone in one hand and her cock in the other as she’d pump herself so fast and desperately. The camera would be so blurry to where you could barely see her pretty face but best believe you could still hear her pretty whimpers/moans and the lewd sound of squelching.

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X users compliment the kats without dragging another one down challenge (Impossible)

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How about a blurb abt how riding Gp Sophia would be. I have a feeling she's the softest out of them, like she likes taking her time until she starts getting desperate

Morning Sex - Sophia Laforteza

tags: morning sex, 7th member!reader, riding, no protection (not recommended), cumming inside, nsfw so minors dni

a/n: tysm for 300 followers, lysm mwah💋

you stirred awake, the sun barely peeking through the blind. you glance over at the clock on your night stand, in read 7:23am, you groaned; today was your first off day in a while but due of course your body clock wouldn’t let you sleep late.

laying back down, you scoot back, cuddling further into sophia, when you feel something poking your back. in her sleep sophia subconsciously pulls you closer. you try to ignore it at first, closing your eyes and trying to go back to sleep, trying to ignore the feeling of heat pooling in your stomach. you’ve almost drifted off when you feel sophia’s hips rock into you, pressing further against your ass.

“fia.. wake up,” you gently nudge her, her hips stopping when she wakes, suddenly becoming aware of her throbbing cock. “mmm, need you s’bad, please,” she rasped out, voice thick with sleep.

you turn around to face her, eyes sleepy but dark with lust, her face is flushed and lips slightly parted. even though she had just woken up, she looked ethereal.

leaning forward, you catch her lips is a soft kiss. the duvet falling off you both as you swing your leg over to straddle her torso, both hands beside her head to hold yourself above her while hers find anchor on your waist.

the kiss starts heating up, you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. sophia’s sliding from your waist to your ass, gripping the flesh tightly causing you to groan, she uses this opportunity to allow her tongue to enter your mouth.

rolling your hips, tentatively at first, you both moaning when your hips meet; you can feel her cock getting harder under you. due to the heat you and sophia slept in barely any clothes so you both are only separated by the thin cloth of your panties and her boxers.

you pull away from the kiss only slightly to shed both your big T-shirts, leaving you guys in nothing but your boxers and panties. diving straight back into her mouth, more needy and desperate, the skin to skin contact making you moan into her mouth.

hips desperately rutting against each other, sophia is fully hard now, cock straining against her boxers which are sticking to her skin, angry red tip leaking pre cum. you aren’t much better, your panties are completely ruined.

she pulls back, chuckling at your whines when you try to chase her lips but can’t. “I need to be inside you so bad, please,” lifting your hips slightly so she can tug her boxers down to her knees, using her feet to kick them all the way off, cock slapping her abdomen when it’s finally free and your mouth waters at the sight of her; hard and ready. you tug your panties off, a string of arousal connecting you and your panties before snapping, the fabric discarded.

lining herself up with your entrance, she teases you slightly, dragging her tip through your folds and letting it bump your clit a few times but as much as she would like to tease you, she would go crazy if she didn’t feel you around her cock ASAP. slowly sinking down until she was fully sheathed inside your pussy, you bite your lip to stifle a moan, not wanting to be heard by anyone else in the dorm.

you slowly start riding her cock, hips bouncing up and down in a steady rhythm. you try to kiss sophia but the pleasure of her cock dragging against your walls, hitting your sweet spot was making it hard to think of anything, brain turning to mush as your only thoughts are your girlfriends cock.

your legs are aching but you’re so desperate to cum, the coil in your stomach tightening as you near your peak. the only sounds in the room being the sound of skin slapping, the creaking of the bed and muffled moans.

sophia could sense you were getting tired so she pulled you down until you were chest to chest, her arms wrapped tightly around your waist, feel planting on the bed and she fucks up into your vigorously. she was fucking you so deep and you were seconds away from coming, tightening perfectly around her cock.

“you close, yeah? gonna come for me, go on then angel.”

she reached down between your bodies and rubbed your clit in tight, precise circles. the coil in your stomach snapped, all of your muscles tightening as you came around her cock. you had to bite into her shoulder to stop yourself from crying out.

you clenched around her so good, pace turning animalistic, “fuck, feels s’good mahal, gonna fill you up, gonna pump you full,” she was just babbling nonsense now. thrusting into you a few more times before burying herself deep into your pussy as spurts of cum shoot inside you, a visible bulge appearing in your stomach.

she just pulled the covers over you both, you guys just falling asleep like this, with her cock still buried in you.

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450 notes on a silly little drabble that took me like 10 minutes is INSANE

sophia who loves being called mommy plss. maybe r says it as a joke initially and soph is way too into it

a/n: Sophia 100% has a mommy kink and if you disagree then argue with the wall. also not proof read lmao

you and Sophia are cuddling in bed, you’re curled into her side while scrolling on tik tok and she’s half watching the movie and half watching tik toks with you.

It’s when she hears the same audio repeating over and over again that she glances down to see you’re watching an edit of her. she smirked cockily at you being so enticed by an edit of her, “you know you don’t have to watch an edit of me when you have the real thing next to you.”

“I know but you look so mommy in this,”

that caught her off guard, the nickname falling so effortlessly from your lips.

“I look so what?”

“mommy.”

she thought she was going to combust but she tried to play it cool, too ashamed to admit the effect it had on her, but you noticed, you always did.

—

later on she had you pinned under her, fingers buried deep in your pussy as she fucked you mercilessly. her other hand is pinning your wrists above your head while she nips at your neck.”

“taking me so well, baby. I can feel your fingers sucking me in.”

she angled her hand so she was hitting that spot inside you. your walls tightening around her fingers making her let out a groan.

your brows are furrowed, head tilted back. your loud moans filling the room.

“fia ‘m so close, please, let me come.” she didn’t even acknowledge your words causing you to let out a choked whimper, “fiaaa, please, need in so bad.”

she slows her hand to slow, deep thrusts, “that’s not my name, say it correctly and I’ll let you come.” you look down confused, expecting her to be joking but her face is dead serious.

you try to think but your head is too far gone with pleasure. that’s when earlier popped into your head, her reaction to you calling her mommy.

“m-mommy,” her face broke out into a mischievous grin, her fingers speeding back up as her thumb brushes your clit with each thrust. your orgasm rapidly approaching.

“that’s it, you wanna come for mommy, baby?” you’re babbling agreements, legs tightening around her, fingers digging into your palms.

her hand left your wrists, wrapping around your throat, fingers lightly squeezing. not enough to hurt you but just enough to heighten your pleasure.

“go on then, come for me, come for mommy.”

that done it for you, hearing her refer to herself as mommy. your body went rigid, mouth falling open in a silent moan as your came, soaking her hand and wrist. your fingers digging into her back, defiantly leaving marks. she fucked you through your orgasm, only stopping when you tried to push her away form overstimulation.

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me after reading this

American Pie. pt. 1 — ✦

➨ gp!reader x 5!katseye. {no yoonchae}

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a/n: I have a fuck ton of stories in my drafts I promise ima complete your requests especially for my {🦕} ANON ILY I swear I’ll have that posted soon bby

✔︎Tags 4 series: *not everything is included in pt.1* readers 18+, highschool!au , blowjobs , oral sex , breeding , switch!reader , pinv sex , dirty talk , reader!receiving , loser!reader turned player!reader, backshots , semi!public sex, breast play , masterbation , reader watching porn

✔︎Summary: [loosely based on ‘American Pie’]. You and your friends made a pack to lose your virginity before graduation but you get caught up between three girls on the cheerleading squad + perhaps some friends of your own ;)

✦@pimpnchips

You threw your head back, a shiver of pleasure racing through you as your hand pumped along your dick. The room seemed to tilt and spin with every stroke, your breath catching as the tension built. On the screen, two naked girls tangled together, moaning, their bodies glistening under the light. Your mouth hung open, entranced. You’d always wondered what it would feel like to be buried inside a real pussy, how warm it’d be, how it’d mess you up and ruin you in the best way.

But that wasn’t your reality. Not yet. Right now, all you had was your fist and the fantasy of fucking them both at once. So caught up in the rhythm, you didn’t notice the door swing open until it was already too late.

A sharp scream snapped you back. You whipped your head around, heart plummeting, and yanked a hand over yourself. Your mom stood frozen for a split second, laundry basket in hand, before she gasped and slammed the door shut behind her.

Shit.

You were never coming back from this embarrassment and you’ll face the consequence of your mom never seeing you the same.

You cleaned yourself up in a panic, scrubbing like that would somehow erase the memory from both your brain and your mom’s. There was no way you could stay in that house, not after committing the ultimate humiliation. With shaky hands, you grabbed your phone and fired off a desperate text to Megan, begging her to meet up before your shame officially killed you.

You found her at your usual hangout, the greasy corner of the local burger joint, the one with sticky tables and flickering neon lights that made you feel like the universe was personally judging you. Megan was already there, fries in one hand, soda in the other, smirking like she’d been waiting for this moment all your life.

Megan patted your shoulder, “I mean, it’s not all that bad. She knows you’re a hormonal freak now, so maybe she’ll finally knock,” she cackled, nearly choking on her soda.

You groaned, dragging your hands down your face. “Mei, my mom saw my dick. My dick. I’m literally never leaving the house again. She’s probably downstairs right now burning my laundry like some exorcism ritual.”

“Relax,” Megan said, smirking. “It’s not like she walked in on you, I don’t know, fucking a cantaloupe or something. You were just—” she mimed jerking off in the middle of the table.

You smacked her arm. “Can you not act it out in public? Jesus Christ.”

She just laughed, spilling a little soda. “Oh, come on, it’s classic! Honestly, you’re like a walking teen horror-comedy. I’m honored to witness it.”

You buried your face in your hands, wishing the floor would swallow you. But then Megan leaned closer, lowering her voice like she was letting you in on a secret. “Anyway… forget your mom for a second. You know about that party tonight?”

You peeked up, half-excited, half-terrified. “Yeah?”

She grinned devilishly. “We’re going. Perfect chance for us 3 virgins to… experiment a little. Maybe see some real tits, maybe make mistakes we’ll regret forever. And you, uh… you might have a little edge, considering, you know…” She pointed vaguely at your pants, smirking.

Your heart practically jumped out of your chest. You had zero experience in that department unless you counted the handful of white socks you’d rubbed over in private, or that one utterly ridiculous moment when cheer captain Daniela, blackout drunk at one of her parties, chucked her panties across the room and they landed right near you and Lara.

Yeah. That counted? somehow.

The drive to the party felt like your own personal hell on wheels. Every red light made your stomach twist, every bump in the road reminded you that soon you’d be walking straight into a room full of people who had no idea you were a hormonal disaster waiting to happen.

You stepped inside and immediately ran straight into Megan and Lara. Megan’s grin stretched way too wide, and Lara just snorted like she already knew tonight was going to be a total catastrophe.

“Finally!” Megan said, grabbing your arm like you were a rescue mission. “We thought you’d bail!”

“I almost did,” you admitted, darting your eyes around like a deer in headlights. “But… here I am. And I already want to crawl under a table and die.”

Lara jabbed your ribs. “Oh, baby quit whining. Remember that cheerleader panties incident? This is nothing compared to that.”

Megan tilted her head, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. “Seriously… why haven’t we just fucked y/n yet?” she asked, glancing at Lara like it was the most obvious idea in the world.

Lara blinked, then burst out laughing. “Oh my god… did you just say that out loud?”

Megan shrugged, still grinning. “Yeah. I mean… come on. We’ve been friends since we were kids. It’s time we… y’know.”

Your heart practically exploded through your chest. They actually said it. Out loud. About me. You opened your mouth to protest, but all that came out was a strangled, “Wha—what?!”

Lara leaned closer, still laughing. “Relax. We’re just talking. Sort of. Maybe thinking. Not actually planning… yet.”

But you weren’t relaxing. Your brain was doing cartwheels, your stomach twisting into knots, and every scenario from mortifying to completely filthy was flashing through your mind like a porn montage.

Megan leaned back, arms crossed smugly. “I mean, if anyone’s gonna do it, it might as well be us. Before graduation. Right?”

You groaned so loudly it probably sounded like a dying animal. “I hate all of you. I hate everything.”

Lara snorted, shaking her head. “Oh, come on! You love it. Admit it.” You buried your face in your hands, muttering, “I… do not. Absolutely do not…”

It wasn’t the worst idea, but it wasn’t exactly brilliant either. You were terrified of what might happen if the dynamic with your best friends changed but knowing them, part of you doubted it ever would. Still… a small, guilty part of you imagined your first time being with Daniela. You’d always pictured her lips wrapped around your cock—

“Y/n! What are you thinking about?” Lara’s voice cut through your daydream, and she smirked like she already knew.

You groaned and buried your face in your hands. “I hate both of you. I hate everything.”

Lara nudged you, smirking like she had the perfect idea. “Aw, come on. Admit it. You’ve thought about this before. Me, Megan, whoever. Don’t even try to deny it.”

You peeked out from your hands. “Maybe… a little.”

Megan’s grin spread wide, practically evil. “A little? That’s basically a yes.”

Lara leaned in closer, voice low and teasing. “You know what? Let’s make a pact. If nobody actually gets laid tonight…” she wiggled her eyebrows, “then you’ll fuck us.”

Megan nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! Come on don’t you want the experience of what pussy feels like? That warm apple pie feeling when you slide in..”

Your eyes practically popped out of your head at the suggestion, but the boner straining in your pants gave away how your body really felt. Megan and Lara were staring, grinning like predators, waiting for your answer. Your voice came out shaky, almost comically small: “S-sure?” though it sounded more like a question than a declaration.

As Megan and Lara kept going and Megan swearing up and down you were “packing at least eight” while Lara argued it was “minimum six but thick”, your eyes glued themselves to Daniela across the room. She was laughing, hair falling over her shoulders, red cup in hand, looking like every filthy daydream you ever had at 2 a.m. when the house was quiet.

Heat crawled up your neck and you immediately looked away, practically choking on your own spit.

Nope. Nope. Stop it. Do not imagine her lips around your cock right now. That’s not happening. You’re at a party. With friends. Normal people don’t get hard while waiting for a Sprite.

You shot up from the couch so fast Megan blinked. “Uh—where you going?”

“Drink!” you blurted, already speed-walking toward the kitchen like a man possessed.

By the time you made it to the kitchen, your heart was pounding and your pants were doing a very obvious tent impression. You reached for the nearest red solo cup and poured yourself something out of a random bottle on the counter without even looking at the label.

One sip in and your throat lit up like a bonfire. You coughed so hard people actually turned to look. “Who the hell put jet fuel in this bottle?” you wheezed, blinking back tears.

When you finally looked down, you realized you’d just taken a massive swig of straight tequila.

“Cool. Yeah. Totally fine,” you muttered, chugging the rest anyway because at this point, maybe killing your brain cells was the only way to stop picturing Daniela on her knees in front of you.

You tossed back what was left in your cup like it was water, ignoring the way it burned your throat. One drink turned into two. Two turned into—well, you stopped counting when someone shoved a red solo cup into your hand and screamed, “CHUG!”

So you did.

Before long you were posted up by the snack table, swaying like it was a boat deck and not a living room floor. Everything felt a little too bright, too funny, too loud and you were pretty sure you just high-fived some random guy because he said he liked your shoes.

“Babe,” Lara’s voice cut through the fog in your brain. “Are you… drunk?”

“Noo?” you slurred, the word coming out more like a confession than a denial.

Your eyes flicked down from her face and you weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or what but she looked hotter than usual.

The tent in your pants betrayed you instantly as your gaze landed on her chest, the way her breasts were pushed together making your mouth go dry. She tilted her head, smirking like she already knew exactly what she was doing to you.

“You getting hard for my tits now, baby?” she teased, sliding her arms around your neck so you could get a better look.

You nodded desperately, unable to speak, heat crawling up your neck.

Without another word, she dragged you toward the nearest bedroom and locked the door behind you. You collapsed onto the bed like a lost puppy, the ache between your legs growing unbearable. And in that moment, you felt like a complete freak for having such desperate, uncontrollable feelings for your best friend.

Lara leaned closer, smirk still firmly in place, letting you hang there like a puppy on a leash.

“You know,” she teased, tilting her head, “I’ve always wondered what it’d be like if you couldn’t stop staring at me.”

Your heart slammed in your chest. The ache in your pants twisted sharper, and before you knew what you were doing, your hands were fumbling up her sides.

Lara made a soft, encouraging hum as she guided you gently, tilting her chest toward your face. “Go ahead… I’m curious what you’ll do.”

Your mouth found her breast before your brain could catch up. You pressed your lips and tongue against her, utterly consumed by the warm, soft flesh. Heat and shame collided in your mind. you knew you probably shouldn’t be doing this, but the alcohol, the tension, the way she was looking at you… it was impossible to stop.

“You’re… really into this, huh?” Lara whispered, smirking down at you. “All hot and desperate. My best friend, my little freak…”

Your hands gripped her sides tighter, muffled moans escaping your throat, every nerve on fire. It was pure chaos…horny, awkward, and completely insane but part of you didn’t care. It felt like you always needed this. Needed her.

Lara laughed softly, teasing, letting you worship her while keeping the line clear. “Alright, little puppy… that’s enough for now. You’re drunk enough to make this… entertaining, but not enough to do anything else.”

You pulled back with a groan, chest heaving, cheeks burning with shame and pleasure, craving more but trapped in the delicious tension Lara was letting you drown in.

“I— I won’t do anything, swear. Just… please let me keep going, Lara,” you begged, your voice breaking pathetically. The sight of you like this only seemed to amuse her more.

She bit her bottom lip in thought, eyes glittering with mischief. “Go ahead, baby.”

You didn’t even wait for her to finish before you latched your mouth back onto her, desperate and needy.

“But—” Lara cut in smoothly, fingers tangling in your hair, “if you start humping my leg, you’re done.”

Her warning barely registered in your foggy, desperate brain. You were too busy burying your face in the soft swell of her chest, sucking greedily like you’d been starved your whole life. The faint taste of her perfume mixed with your own spit was intoxicating, and you swore you could stay like this forever.

“God, look at you,” Lara teased, laughing under her breath. Her fingers tightened in your hair, forcing your head back just enough to make you whimper. “You’re acting like my tits are oxygen.”

You tried to respond, but your mouth was already searching for her skin again, tongue darting out before she let you. When she finally pushed you back down, you moaned shamelessly, the sound muffled against her cleavage.

“You’re pathetic,” she whispered against your ear, voice dripping with amusement. “My best friend, drunk out of her mind, begging just to suck my tits. That’s all you want, huh? Just this?”

You nodded frantically, not trusting your voice, drool starting to smear across her skin as you latched on harder.

“Careful, baby,” she purred, shifting her thigh dangerously close between your legs, making you stiffen. “Remember what I said. One little grind and you’re cut off.”

The ache in your pants was unbearable, throbbing so hard you almost couldn’t breathe, but you stayed still, trembling with the effort. Every lick and suck felt like heaven and torture all at once and pleasure you didn’t deserve, dangling just out of reach.

Lara laughed again, low and wicked, watching you squirm. “You’re so easy. I don’t even have to fuck you to break you.”

Her words cut through you sharper than any blade.. You whined against her skin, sucking harder, trying to prove you could be good for her, that you deserved every second she allowed.

“Mm, that’s it,” Lara cooed, tilting her head back like she was relaxing into your neediness. Her hand slid down the back of your neck, nails scratching lightly at your skin. “Suck like that and maybe I’ll let you stay here all night.”

The thought alone made your stomach twist. All night. Just her tits, just her voice, just her laughing at how weak you were. Your cock pulsed painfully against your jeans, but you didn’t dare move. Not an inch.

For the first time you didn’t think about the captain of the cheer squad you thought about your best friend.

You pulled back just enough to gasp out, “Please don’t stop letting me—”

She silenced you with a sharp tug on your hair, forcing your mouth back where she wanted it. “Shut up, baby. You sound ridiculous.”

Your hips betrayed you, twitching once, a shallow, shameful jerk against the air. Lara caught it instantly.

“Ah-ah,” she warned, smirk curling at the edge of her lips. “What did I say? No humping, or I’m done.”

You froze, heart pounding, every nerve screaming for friction. “I’m sorry. I won’t, I swear,” you mumbled against her skin, voice muffled and pathetic.

Her laugh was soft and cruel. “You’re shaking,” she pointed out, like she was narrating your downfall. “God, you’re actually shaking just from sucking my tits. I don’t even have to touch you.”

Tears of frustration prickled at the corners of your eyes. Desire and humiliation. they all blurred together until you couldn’t tell the difference. All you could do was hold on tighter, praying she’d let you stay where you were.

Lara stroked your hair almost sweetly, her tone mocking. “That’s right, baby. Be good. Be my little toy. Nothing more.”

Your mouth was still latched to her chest, tongue greedy and sloppy, when your hips jerked. The tension coiled in your gut snapped, and you spilled in your jeans with a muffled moan against her skin.

Lara froze for half a second before pushing your face back and looking down at you with wide eyes. When she spotted the spreading wet patch across your crotch, her shock melted into a devilish grin.

“No way,” she whispered, almost in awe. Then she burst out laughing, sharp and mean. “You seriously just came in your pants? From my tits? Oh my god, y/n.”

You whimpered, trying to turn away, but she grabbed your chin and forced your eyes on her. Her smirk deepened, cruel and gleeful.

“You’re pathetic, babe. Couldn’t even last, and I didn’t even let you hump my leg. You really came just from sucking me like some desperate little dog.”

Your face burned, tears stinging your eyes at the humiliation, but your cock twitched again traitorously in your sticky pants. Lara noticed immediately, her grin stretching wider.

“Don’t tell me you’re getting hard again already. God, you’re hopeless,” she mocked, giving a little shake of her head. “And to think—you, Megan, and me made that stupid pact. If we didn’t lose it, you’d get to fuck us? Please.” She let out a cruel laugh. “You can’t even handle real tits without creaming yourself. You’re never lasting long enough to take anyone’s virginity.”

She leaned in, her lips brushing your ear as she whispered, low and deliberate, “You’ll never, ever be the one to take me. Not after this. Not after you proved you’re just…this. My pathetic little mess.”

Your whole body shuddered at her words, humiliation and arousal twisting together until you could barely breathe.

What have you gotten yourself into?

[lafortezanjz]

well I’ve got to do it now, can’t be disappointing you

Thoughts on top!solarz and bottom!reader, I need them to top me so bad 🤤😍 like Sophia is definitely the soft top where as Lara is the mean one. That doesn’t mean Sophia can’t be mean because she can, especially during a punishment! Ps sorry about the rambling ❤️

-👹

nsfw, minors dni

you’re so real but never apologise for rambling cutie, I love it. solarz top me challenge! anyways i 100% agree. Sophia is always praising you, telling you that you’re doing do good for them and how you’re their good girl but Lara is the polar opposite, degrading you, telling you that you’re their needy slut and to top it off loves to edge you until you’re crying and begging just to keep edging you and calling you pathetic but they’re both such sweeties during aftercare, Lara holds you, makes you drink water and makes sure you know that she wasn’t serious about the things that she said and that she loves you so much while Sophia is running you a bath with all these healing oils.

for punishments it always ends the same but during is completely different, you’re sitting on a chair by the bed, hands tied with a pretty pink ribbon (Sophia’s choice) and a vibrator on the lowest setting; not enough to come, not like you’d be allowed, but enough to keep the slow, torturous pleasure. In the meantime Sophia and Lara are on the bed, pulling orgasm and orgasm out of each other, in all different positions with all kinds of toys. they completely ignore your whines and pleas, talking like you’re not even there and you hate to say that it does nothing but make you wetter. you go to bed with no orgasm and handprints on each ass cheek but they more than make up for it the following day when they’re sure you’ve learned your lesson🙂‍↔️.

[lafortezanjz]

odds on me turning this into a fic hehehe

Thoughts on top!solarz and bottom!reader, I need them to top me so bad 🤤😍 like Sophia is definitely the soft top where as Lara is the mean one. That doesn’t mean Sophia can’t be mean because she can, especially during a punishment! Ps sorry about the rambling ❤️

-👹

nsfw, minors dni

you’re so real but never apologise for rambling cutie, I love it. solarz top me challenge! anyways i 100% agree. Sophia is always praising you, telling you that you’re doing do good for them and how you’re their good girl but Lara is the polar opposite, degrading you, telling you that you’re their needy slut and to top it off loves to edge you until you’re crying and begging just to keep edging you and calling you pathetic but they’re both such sweeties during aftercare, Lara holds you, makes you drink water and makes sure you know that she wasn’t serious about the things that she said and that she loves you so much while Sophia is running you a bath with all these healing oils.

for punishments it always ends the same but during is completely different, you’re sitting on a chair by the bed, hands tied with a pretty pink ribbon (Sophia’s choice) and a vibrator on the lowest setting; not enough to come, not like you’d be allowed, but enough to keep the slow, torturous pleasure. In the meantime Sophia and Lara are on the bed, pulling orgasm and orgasm out of each other, in all different positions with all kinds of toys. they completely ignore your whines and pleas, talking like you’re not even there and you hate to say that it does nothing but make you wetter. you go to bed with no orgasm and handprints on each ass cheek but they more than make up for it the following day when they’re sure you’ve learned your lesson🙂‍↔️.

[lafortezanjz]

Fanfic writing is 50% actually writing and 50% staring at the screen whispering ‘how do words work again’?

It is also:

10% googling “synonyms for said”

15% contemplating your life choices

20% changing one sentence 37 times and then changing it back

25% “research” (aka wikipedia rabbit hole until 4am)

30% crying because the scene was better in your head

[lafortezanjz]

Thoughts on top!solarz and bottom!reader, I need them to top me so bad 🤤😍 like Sophia is definitely the soft top where as Lara is the mean one. That doesn’t mean Sophia can’t be mean because she can, especially during a punishment! Ps sorry about the rambling ❤️

-👹

nsfw, minors dni

you’re so real but never apologise for rambling cutie, I love it. solarz top me challenge! anyways i 100% agree. Sophia is always praising you, telling you that you’re doing do good for them and how you’re their good girl but Lara is the polar opposite, degrading you, telling you that you’re their needy slut and to top it off loves to edge you until you’re crying and begging just to keep edging you and calling you pathetic but they’re both such sweeties during aftercare, Lara holds you, makes you drink water and makes sure you know that she wasn’t serious about the things that she said and that she loves you so much while Sophia is running you a bath with all these healing oils.

for punishments it always ends the same but during is completely different, you’re sitting on a chair by the bed, hands tied with a pretty pink ribbon (Sophia’s choice) and a vibrator on the lowest setting; not enough to come, not like you’d be allowed, but enough to keep the slow, torturous pleasure. In the meantime Sophia and Lara are on the bed, pulling orgasm and orgasm out of each other, in all different positions with all kinds of toys. they completely ignore your whines and pleas, talking like you’re not even there and you hate to say that it does nothing but make you wetter. you go to bed with no orgasm and handprints on each ass cheek but they more than make up for it the following day when they’re sure you’ve learned your lesson🙂‍↔️.

[lafortezanjz]

streets (Twitter) are saying she also had a bi flag on her laptop pre debut 🙂‍↔️

I know what you are Sophia

[lafortezanjz]

I know what you are Sophia

[lafortezanjz]

thoughts on the controversy surrounding g!p fics? I mean I writers should write what they want but that’s just me 🤣

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I didn’t even know there was any😭 if I want to write being fucked and impregnated by Sophia laforteza then I’m gonna do it🤷🏻‍♀️ lmaoo kidding not really…

[lafortezanjz]

sophia who loves being called mommy plss. maybe r says it as a joke initially and soph is way too into it

a/n: Sophia 100% has a mommy kink and if you disagree then argue with the wall. also not proof read lmao

you and Sophia are cuddling in bed, you’re curled into her side while scrolling on tik tok and she’s half watching the movie and half watching tik toks with you.

It’s when she hears the same audio repeating over and over again that she glances down to see you’re watching an edit of her. she smirked cockily at you being so enticed by an edit of her, “you know you don’t have to watch an edit of me when you have the real thing next to you.”

“I know but you look so mommy in this,”

that caught her off guard, the nickname falling so effortlessly from your lips.

“I look so what?”

“mommy.”

she thought she was going to combust but she tried to play it cool, too ashamed to admit the effect it had on her, but you noticed, you always did.

—

later on she had you pinned under her, fingers buried deep in your pussy as she fucked you mercilessly. her other hand is pinning your wrists above your head while she nips at your neck.”

“taking me so well, baby. I can feel your fingers sucking me in.”

she angled her hand so she was hitting that spot inside you. your walls tightening around her fingers making her let out a groan.

your brows are furrowed, head tilted back. your loud moans filling the room.

“fia ‘m so close, please, let me come.” she didn’t even acknowledge your words causing you to let out a choked whimper, “fiaaa, please, need in so bad.”

she slows her hand to slow, deep thrusts, “that’s not my name, say it correctly and I’ll let you come.” you look down confused, expecting her to be joking but her face is dead serious.

you try to think but your head is too far gone with pleasure. that’s when earlier popped into your head, her reaction to you calling her mommy.

“m-mommy,” her face broke out into a mischievous grin, her fingers speeding back up as her thumb brushes your clit with each thrust. your orgasm rapidly approaching.

“that’s it, you wanna come for mommy, baby?” you’re babbling agreements, legs tightening around her, fingers digging into your palms.

her hand left your wrists, wrapping around your throat, fingers lightly squeezing. not enough to hurt you but just enough to heighten your pleasure.

“go on then, come for me, come for mommy.”

that done it for you, hearing her refer to herself as mommy. your body went rigid, mouth falling open in a silent moan as your came, soaking her hand and wrist. your fingers digging into her back, defiantly leaving marks. she fucked you through your orgasm, only stopping when you tried to push her away form overstimulation.