milaatyourworst

[milaatyourworst]

You wonder why I'm bitter? Pt. 1 ~ Chappell Roan

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A/N: This is my first time writing for Chappell so i hope y'all enjoy!!<3

warnings!: harsh language! smut! bullying!

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Chappell Roan. Pretty much everyone knew her. She was the popular college girl. She had it all. The looks, the grades, and on the cheer team, typical. She, of course, had her group of friends. Maxine, she dated Chappell for a while but then realized she was 'straight'; Alex, just straight up a bitch, which was why she got along with her the most; and Kayla, the stupid bitch. The four of them got along just fine, obviously.

You were an outsider. And you obviously did not care about them. They were rude to you anyway. And most of the time you'd spend your studying hours in the library, which they never bothered to go into.

Today was a study day, and you were so happy to get away from all the noise, until you heard loud noises coming from the entrance door. Great, it was Chappell. She sees you from afar and grins, her stupid friends behind her.

"Hey Y/N, what are you doing here on a Friday night? Oh wait, you don't have a life." Her stupid friends giggle.

"Well you're here making fun of me so I could say the same." You reply coldly. Kayla giggles softly.

"You think that's funny?" Chappell grits through her teeth. Kayla shakes her head and stays silent. "You're a little bitch you know that?" Chappell snatches your pencil.

"And you're a big bitch." You roll your eyes and grab another pencil from your bag. "You can keep that. You're gonna need it for your soon needed tutorials."

Chappell smirks, she knows she pissed you off. "Why so aggressive, baby?" She reaches over and grabs your chin, pulling you up to face her.

"Why so annoying, bitch?" You mutter out. Chappell chuckles, finding this amusing.

"Hmm, someone's feisty today." She hums out. You roll your eyes.

"Just leave me alone." You mumble. She smirks.

"Now why would I do that? I'm just having fun."

"I'm sure you can find fun somewhere else." You grumble out. Chappell grip on your chin tightens. You swat her hand away causing her to gasp.

"Oh, now you're really pissing me off." She smacks her lips and smiles. "You know, you really shouldn't do that."

You sigh. "Can you just leave me alone?"

Chappell smirks. "Why should I?"

You look at her, a hint of vulnerability and something else she can't quite place. Chappell's gaze changes slightly, almost a pang of empathy for you. She let go of your chin and stands up. "Let's go." She mutters to her friends. Alex mumbles a 'what the fuck?' as they walk away. You sigh as you pick up your stuff and head back to your dorm. Chappell looks over her shoulder and watches you leave.

She continues to walk with her friends, but she just can't get the image of you out of her head. "Hey, you guys. I'll catch up with you soon." She walks the opposite way of her friends and attempts to find you.

She walks around the building, knocking on dorms to find you. This guy leads her to your dorm. She sighs, looking at the door before knocking.

You open the door and are immediately met with familiar blue eyes. "Chappell?" She gulped, looking at you. Her heart was beating so fast, but why?

"Can we...talk?"

"Are you gonna be a dick?"

She rolls her eyes, her normal self coming back. "If you don't want me to be mean, then don't be one." She said, a bit annoyed by your comment.

"Come in." You nod.

Chappell walks into your dorm, her shoes making small noises as she did so. She looked around for a moment, a small scoff escaping her lips. Your dorm actually looked...cozy. She looked at you. "Your room is, surprisingly cozy." She says.

"Thanks." You sit on your chair by your desk. "What'd you want to talk about?"

She stares at you for a moment, trying to find the right words to say. "Why did you look at me like that? At the library?"

"What?"

"That look you gave me. You looked so... vulnerable. So..." She thought for a moment. "Why?"

You cleared your throat. "I-"

Chappell put her hands on the armrest of your chair, trapping you. Her face was inches away from yours. "It got stuck in my mind. And I want to know why."

You shrug. "I just wasn't in the mood, Chappell."

Chappell scoffs again, tilting her head and keeping a serious look on her face. "You being annoying and feisty, I can deal with that. But looking at me so vulnerable and...scared. It was-"

"I just don't-" You sigh. "I can't tell you."

She groaned, feeling frustrated. She had all these emotions and all because of you. "Why the hell not? You think I'm gonna make fun of you or something?"

"Yes because that's all you do!"

She clenches her jaw, her eyes narrowing. She couldn't believe it. Did you really think that low of her? "You really think that's all I do, huh?"

You nod. "Yeah."

She shakes her head and laughs, in a cold and harsh way, almost sarcastic. She grabs your chin again, with a stronger grip than before. "You really think all I do is make fun of people?"

You swallow. "I-"

She leans over you, basically trapping you completely. Her grip on your chin not loosening. "You really think I'm that much of a monster?"

You shake your head. "No. I-"

She leans in closer, your noses basically touching. Her voice got lower and there was a hint of frustration and pain in her tone. "Then why won't you tell me why you looked at me like that? I just want to know, baby."

You stare into her eyes for a moment. "Chappell." You look down at her lips and whisper. "Kiss me."

Chappell's eyes widened at your request. Her heart started beating faster. She didn't expect it but she didn't hate the idea. "Hmm, you want me to kiss you?"

Without hesitation, you pull her in for a kiss. Chappell is definitely taken back from the sudden action but quickly reciprocates. The hand that wasn't holding your chin went up to your hair, gripping it tightly and pulling you closer. She slowly starts to deepen the kiss, sliding her tongue across your bottom lip. She wasn't thinking straight, she just completely left herself go. She started to move away from your lips and moving to your neck. She left soft kisses that were sure to leave hickies. Her hands moves to your waist, holding you in place as she leaves kisses on your neck. You bite your lip. She moved away for a moment to look at your expression. She smirks as she sees you bite your lip.

"Chappell-" You whisper. She straddles your lap and pins your hands above your head.

"Hmm, you want to say something, baby?"

"I- I need you to fuck me." You whine.

Chappell felt a shiver go down her spine. "Yeah?"

You nod desperately. "Please."

Chappell grins and connects her lips to yours again, this time she takes full control. She bites your bottom lip, causing you to moan. She slides her hands into your shirt, rubbing your sides. Her touch causes you to shiver. Her hands go to unclip your bra. You smile against her lips. She pulls away and pulls your bra off.

"Can I- take your shirt off?" She asks, a sudden shyness taking over her. You smile and nod. "I need verbal consent."

You smile. "Yes, you can."

Chappell nods and slowly takes your shirt off. Your bare chest revealed to her sight. She stares for a moment, causing you to giggle. She inhales deeply before placing kisses on your chest. You hum softly. She gently stands up and lifts you up and places you on the bed. She leans over you and kisses your stomach. You watch as she gets on her knees, looking up at you for consent. You nod and she slowly takes your pants off. You bite your lip as she places soft kisses on your inner thigh. "Mmm baby, you're so wet." She smiles as she looks at your soaked panties. You groan softly as she presses a kiss to your clothed core. Chappell smirks as she moves your panties aside. Your chest heaves up and down as you feel the sudden cold air hit your pussy. She bites her lip before kissing your clit, sucking softly. You moan and grip her hair.

"Oh fuck." You moan. Chappell slides her tongue up your folds, making you arch your back. You move her face closer, making her hum, sending vibrations to your pussy. "Oh god." You groan. She slid her tongue inside of you. You let out a pornographic moan and arch your back. She hit your sweet spot. "Oh my god! Chappell." She knows you're close, so she increases her speed. "Mm'fuck. I'm gonna-" She pulls away and inserts her fingers in. You felt the knot untie. "Oh gosh." You panted heavily as you laid on your back. Chappell lifted herself up and wiped her mouth. She hovered over you and kissed your lips softly, your taste lingering on her tongue. She lifted you up gently and placed your head on your pillow, laying herself next to you. She wrapped her arm around you and pressed soft kisses to your shoulder.

She couldn't believe she was laying here, after she just had sex with someone she thought she hated. She cleared her thoughts and her throat.

"I think I'm gonna go."

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A/N 2: I'm not good with smut guys!! This is a small little fic series!! I hope y'all like it!! Comment if you want to be tagged in this little seriess!! <3

tags: @dominicfikeenthusiast

[milaatyourworst]

STOP YES YES MY TURN!!

I fear i may be a lesbian.

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HEAR ME OUT HOES!!!

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[milaatyourworst]

Are you planning on writing any mads fics?? I love ur writing sm btw <33

aweee i love you so much babyy!!<33 :))

i have not had anytime to write anything... i really want to but i suck at gaining new ideas:(( but im really trying to think of some cute fics to write!! send me some ideas if you want!! <33

[milaatyourworst]

im honestly not sure how text fics are made but im pretty sure snaps are made by just going onto snap and putting the pic on it and the caption or wtvr and just downloading it? I think not sure tbh but im sure sum creators know how to, and will help u cuz lowk ive got no idea😭

i dont have snap so i wouldn't be able to make those 😔 but ill see what i can dooo dww 🫶🤍

[milaatyourworst]

my love for this book is indescribable

[milaatyourworst]

are you taking madison requests atm?

yes i amm!! i just haven't made any rules or stuff. but the I'll write for anything except the following:

I won't write for- men (im just not into guys so i wouldn't know what to do) abusive relationships. non-con smut. anything along those lines!!

butt feel free to request anything you wantt🫶🫶🤍

[milaatyourworst]

would u ever make text fics or snaps?

i honestly would but i still don't know how😔 if someone taught me i woulddd!! 🫶

[milaatyourworst]

"and we both have a crush on regina george"

unfortunately, i do have a crush on a girl who plays regina george. unfortunately, she does not want me. unfortunately, she's older than me. fortunately, she's so beautiful. fortunately, she's older than me. fortunately, she's the sweetest person ever. sigh.

[milaatyourworst]

Bookstore Girl - Madison Beer

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On your normal days, you'd spend most of your time in the bookstore. During others, you'd sit in the cafe, reading obviously. University was hard enough, you felt books were your only gateway to peacefulness. That and sleeping. But you couldn't do that all the time, unfortunately.

Weekends were your only exception. That was when you spent all day in the bookstore, (you could spend hours there if you really wanted to,) which is how Madison saw you. Everyday she went to the bookstore, which wasn't very frequent, she always saw you. As she went towards the poetry section, you went to the fiction. She often caught herself silently judging your taste, fortunately there was nothing to judge.

Every time she came across you, you were always drinking coffee. And when she walked past you, which was rare, you smelt like vanilla and fresh new books. She noticed your headphones, not airpods like normal people. They were wired. Not a choice based on a budget, but a personal choice. You liked old stuff, she discovered. She often hears your music blasting through your earbuds. Not like she chose to, in her defense, it was a quiet bookstore. Your outfits, they weren't repetitive. They were different every time yet they matched you perfectly. Baggy jeans and a sweater, or a skirt with a crop top. Either way, you pulled them off. And lastly, your tote bag. That peaked her interest. It was full of books, mainly fiction. She couldn't blame you, Paula Fox was a classic author. And often, your bag was full of food. Not ashamed of eating, she noticed.

As you searched the fiction shelves, she noticed how every time you found an interesting book, it was always at the top, which was beyond your reach. Often, there were times when she wanted to assist you, as if she worked there. But you always found yourself a stool to stand on. Very much assistance. Madison found herself chuckling at the sight most times. You never noticed. But to be fair, you wouldn't exactly imagine someone watching you in a bookstore.

She always wondered what your name was. But never had the courage to ask, and when she did, you'd always leave. Although to her luck, she found you in her section. Poetry.

"Excuse me." You spoke politely, moving past her. Your hand brushed against hers softly.

"Oh you're good." She mumbled. She held the book she was looking at. As she read the back, she often took glances of you through the corner of her hazel eyes. She wanted to speak to you so very much, just wanted to learn your name...but how would she even start it? Hey, I see you here all the time. I watch your every move. Not exactly the impression she wants to give you. Hey, is there any good book of fiction you recommend, and also what's your name?

"Hey," You whispered, turning your gaze to Madison. "I don't want to sound like a stalker but I've seen you here a lot. I wanted to know your name so I know who I'm sharing the store with."

Madison turned to look at you, a small smile creeping up to her face. "Um, I'm Madison." She stuck her hand out, speaking softly. Feeling a bit nervous, she swallowed. You placed your hand on hers. She instantly felt the warmth in your hand. Both of your hands lingered longer than normal.

"That's a really pretty name, Madison. I'm Y/N. I see you browsing around the poetry often, is there any writer you prefer?" You question, giving her a sweet smile. She felt something build in her. Not a sexual arousal, it was something else. Different.

"Not really. I mean, I like Sylvia Plath but I've only ever read one of her works." She watched as you nodded to her words. You listen, she likes that.

"Do you read any fiction?" You tilt your head as you ask, Madison noticed. She shrugs.

"Sort of. I'm mostly about poetry." She chuckles, which makes you smile. "Do you like poetry?"

"I'm mostly about fiction." You mock her words, making her smile. A silence falls between you both. Not an awkward silence, not to Madison at least. At last, she spoke up.

"Would you want to-" She began. But to her luck, your phone buzzed. You sigh, muttering a 'sorry'. You're apologetic, almost as if you were told everything was your fault as a kid. "No worries." She reassured. She was ready to look away, and to leave the conversation she longed to have with you, but when she watched you put your phone up, she felt a jump of excitement. You didn't answer your phone. You were polite, or you never answered your phone.

"You were saying?" You wanted her to continue. And she did.

"Would you want to get some coffee?" She asked softly. You smiled, holding your coffee in your hand.

"I actually already have some." You chuckled. Madison mentally smacked herself. Of course you had some, when was there a time you didn't?

"Right." She cringed. You giggled. That sweet giggle made Madison smile.

"I have to go now, I need to study." You sighed. A pang of disappointment hit Madison. She frowned.

"Oh okay." She mumbled. You smile.

"I'll see you, Madison." You wave goodbye. Madison watches as you make one last stop in the fiction section. She glances over at you as you grab a book. As you walk to the register, she continues to watch you. You leave the book by the register and leave the store. A peak of curiosity hits Madison. She walks to the register with a book.

"Hey, how are you today?" The cashier asks. Madison smiles politely.

"I'm good. How are you?" She asks, though she couldn't care less. She watches as the cashier scans her book.

"Are you by any chance Madison?"

Madison's stomach did a small flip. "Um, yeah. Why?" She watches as the cashier reaches over and hands her a book. She furrowed her brows as she read the title. Desperate Characters by Paula Fox.

"YN left it for you." The cashier smiles and hands Madison her other book. "Have a good day."

Madison nods. "Yeah, you too." Her gaze doesn't leave the book. She couldn't believe you left her this. She opened the book, silently hoping there may have been some context behind the small gift, and just to her luck, there was. 'My favorite book. Try reading it, hopefully you'll like it. Tell me what you think, you know where to find me. xoxo, YN.'

Madison smiled, a slight pink shade creeping up to her cheeks. She couldn't wait to see you again. Her own little bookstore girl.

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AN: if yall know the song, kiss me.

[milaatyourworst]

"Why can't you say it back?" Madison Beer

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warnings: might be some grammar errors. idk what else tbh.

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For as long as you could remember, all your relationships ended the same way. You never could say 'I love you' back. It was as if the words got stuck in your throat. You choked. Usually, everything came out like word vomit, but not those. Those words were like a path a vulnerability you were not ready to take. And it wasn't your fault, you don't think. You never received an 'i love you' as a kid. So you never experienced love. It was like it never existed in your world.

Madison made you feel things you never thought you could. She did everything you never got to receive as a kid. She gave you hugs, which you thought you hated. You told yourself you hated physical touch, but when Madison touched you, a sense of warmth filled your body. You'd never admit it though. The thought of enjoying someone else's touch was horrifying. Her words were so sweet. They felt so scripted. All the compliments she gave you, you never believed them. When she told you you were pretty, you couldn't bring yourself to accept it. You could never bring yourself to tell her. You didn't want to hurt her feelings.

Unfortunately, you did. She got frustrated when you wouldn't open up to her. She went on and on about how communication was the key to good relationships. You didn't say a single word. You physically couldn't. The words were stuck in your throat. All you could do was nod. Not that that was any different from what you do. Communication wasn't something you were good at. You were trying, at least you thought you were. It's not that you couldn't trust her, you were scared too. You never opened up about your feelings. Mostly because you never knew exactly what you were feeling. Just the thought of talking to someone about your feelings freaked you out. More than you could admit. It was one thing speaking about it, but to speak about it without crying was difficult.

The first time Madison said anything remotely close to 'i love you', you froze. She had offered you the world, and you couldn't do the same. She couldn't understand why you were so hesitant. It had been 2 years, why couldn't you say it back? Thankfully, she understood. Even if it took a few words out of you, she was patient. She waited. Always.

That's what you liked about her. She always waited. Even if you never thought you would be ready, she stayed. One of her best qualities. One of her bad qualities, however, was asking questions. Too many questions. She overthought, a lot. Wondered if you even liked her. You did. Wondered if you even loved her. Did you?

That was something you never asked yourself. Did you actually love Madison? And if you did, why couldn't you say it back?

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There you were, laying on her bed. You didn't deserve this. Madison was the best girlfriend you could ever ask for. She was so sweet. You wanted nothing but happiness for her and you felt you weren't giving her that. For gods sake, you couldn't even say 'i love you' back.

Madison sat in her gamer chair, playing her favorite game- Dress to Impress. She looked so happy just with her game. You wanted to speak to her so bad, but you felt that you would be a bother. Like always. So you sat in silence.

Eventually, she broke it.

"Hey, baby?"

"Hm?" Your gaze moved up to meet her hazel eyes. Those eyes. She smiled.

"Do you want to do anything else? I know I've just been playing for hours and hours. You just been sitting in silence and I know you like that but-" She rambled. She tended to do that a lot. It didn't bother you. You never liked speaking. "Anyway, do you want to like- watch a movie or something?"

You thought for a moment. A movie, in Madison's words meant- cuddles, snacks, blankets and of course, a movie. In your mind it meant- fattening snacks you'd never be able to forgive yourself for eating, blankets that just makes you sweaty, a movie you'll never even pay attention to, and cuddles which meant touching.

"I don't know." You mumbled. She hated when you mumbled. But you never knew how to stop. It was a habit of yours. And you were working on it, you think.

Madison gave you a cold glare. "You can't just say 'I don't know'. You know you want to do something."

She was right. You did want to do something. But you'd never tell her.

"I know you want to do something. What is it?" She stared into your eyes. Those eyes. You sat and stared. "You can't just sit and stare." She came closer to you. "Look, I love you. But these habits of yours are really starting to frustrate me-"

Before she could continue, you did what you always did. "Sorry."

Madison shook her head. "No, don't apologize. I just wish you could talk to me. I love you." You froze. "I know you hate that but it's been 4 years. Why can't you say it back?"

"I-" You attempted. No words came out. Your breathing sped up. Your heart beating faster. Why couldn't you say it back? You knew you did.

"Don't you love me back?" She whispered. Her gaze was soft and vulnerable. The exact look that you feared. You stared.

Why couldn't you say it back? You know you do. Yes Madison, I love you. It wasn't difficult. But it was.

"I love you. Why can't you say it back?"

Yes. i love you. i love you. i love you. Why can't you say it back?

"I-"

i love you. i love you. i love you.

"I hate you."

no idiot. i love you. i love you.

"What?" You watched as she stood up.

No no no no. Tell her. Tell her. i love you.

"I like you."

i love you. Why can't you say it back?

"What?" She sat back down. That's a start.

i love you.

"I love...you?"

yes. i love you.

Madison gasped. "Did you just-"

"I love you." You whispered. You felt yourself, for once in a while, smile. The biggest smile formed on Madison's lips.

"I love you."

i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you. You said it back.

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A/N: its not that good but i felt like i needed to just write something along these lines. commitment issues is a really big thing a lot of people struggle with. i, for one struggle with the complete opposite but im starting to feel the side of fear of commitment.

[milaatyourworst]

A/N: its kind of a vent post. but i also wanted to feed you guys! angst. not so much details tbh.

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"You're serious going to just leave? Like nothing ever happened?"

Madison walked past you. "Yes."

You watched her reach for the door. "Seriously?" You followed quickly behind her. Madison nodded. You scoffed, rolling your eyes at her statement. "After 2 years, you're gonna leave? It can't be that easy Madison."

"Oh yeah." Her hand reached the door knob, making you stop in place. She turned the knob and opened the door. You watched her intently. She wasn't gonna do it. You blinked, then once more. When you opened your eyes, she was gone.

"M-Madison?" You mumbled. Your vision became blurry from the incoming tears. You walked up slowly to the opened door, you looked out the door. No one. She was gone.

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[milaatyourworst]

absolutely

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can’t walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell dissolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever.

[milaatyourworst]

Suicide Prevention September

If you ever need to talk I'm here! I'm always here for you. I love you. You matter! Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. You are strong and you can get through this! I love you so much! 🫶🏼🤍

@her-favorite @dominicfikeenthusiast @sourtimesss

[milaatyourworst]

Super Freak- Madison Beer

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A/N: I actually need her so bad it's criminal!

A/N 2: just to clarify! This was not the smut story I asked the poll on!!

Summary: Madison meets your parents for the first time but she feels a little needy for you.

Warnings!- smut! some harsh language!

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"Madison! Madison come on!" You shouted as you gathered your keys, purse and phone. Madison was in the middle of putting on her earrings, but was struggling slightly because of her nails.

"Hold on! I'm trying to put my earrings on!" She shouted. You groaned and rolled your eyes. You went over to her and took the earrings out of her hands.

"I told you not to get those nails done." You scolded. Madison chuckled, watching as you finished putting her earrings in.

"I think you're just mad because I can't use my fingers." She smirked. You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

"You're disgusting." You mutter. Madison chuckled and wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you closer. She smiled and placed small kisses on your neck. "Mads." You whispered. She hummed against your neck. "We have to go baby."

Madison whined. "Fine." You grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door. She opened the driver's door for you. You got in and watched as she walked to the passengers side, buckling herself in. You gave her a smile before starting the engine and pulling out of the driveway.

The drive to the restaurant was filled with music and Madison yapping the whole way. Mostly about how nervous she was to meet your parents. You did nothing but reassure her that they would love her. Madison eventually relaxed herself as you finally arrived.

"Don't worry, baby. You'll be great." You gave her a peck on the cheek before walking into the restaurant. When you walked in, you immediately laid eyes on your mom and dad. They waved hi and you waved back. Madison nervously grabbed your hand, and you dragged her over to the table. "Hi Mom. Hey Dad!"

Your parents smiled and said their hellos to you and Madison. Madison waved awkwardly, making you chuckle. You sat across from your parents with Madison beside you. Your parents made small talk with you and Madison just sat uncomfortably.

Sooner in the night, you had drunk a lot of wine. So now, half the words coming out of your mouth were slurred. Your parents didn't think much of it, you were 23 after all. Madison however, had been watching you all night. Watching the way you laughed and drank, and drank, and drank. Without thinking, Madison's hand slid up your thigh. You looked down and smiled up at her before going back to talking to your parents. She looked over at your parents to make sure they weren't looking and without warning, she slid a finger against your clothed pussy. You jumped up slightly, looking over at her.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Your mother asked. You looked back at your mom and smiled.

"Yes I'm fine. Just had a hiccup." You stammered. Madison smirked before putting on a polite smile for your parents. Your dad nodded before looking over at Madison. Madison's hand found her way to the inside of your underwear, which made you gasp slightly.

"So Madison, I hear you're a singer." Your dad mentioned. Madison nodded as her fingers rubbed your clit slowly, making your hips buck up slightly.

"Yes sir." She gave him a polite smile. Your dad nodded.

"That's nice, and please, call me John. Are you working on anything currently?" He asked. Madison smiled.

"Yes sir."

Madison continued to tease your clit for a little longer.

"Madison, what are some things you like to do?" Your mother asked. You sat, attempting to be silent. Madison felt you squirm, which made her smirk.

"Well, I really enjoy making music." She slowly inserted her fingers inside of you, making you whimper softly, which made Madison smirk. "I also enjoy writing. Writing is a really good gateway to connecting with my inner self." Madison spoke through a smirk. Your mom nodded.

"That's beautiful." Your mother held her hand to her heart dramatically. Madison smiled as she slowly pumped in and out of you. You gripped your wine glass and let out a soft moan.

"So Mrs. L/n, I hear you're a journalist." Madison spoke sweetly. Your mother nodded and smiled.

"Yes I am I-" You accidentally interrupted her by jumping up slightly as Madison curled her finger inside of you. Your mother looked at you with concern. "Y/N, are you sure you're okay?" You nodded and let out a "mhm". Your mom nodded. "Okay, just making sure."

As your mother continued on about her job, you attempted to stop any noises that could slip out of your mouth. Madison smiled and kept her gaze on your mother as she pumped in and out of you, feeling your slick cover her fingers. She curled her finger, hitting your g-spot. You widened your eyes and let out a whimper. You bit your lip and rocked your hips up subtly, attempting to get as much pleasure as possible. Madison smirked as she felt you grind slowly against her fingers, making her shove them inside you deeper. You bit your lip and gripped the table edge, making your knuckles turn white. She used her thumb to rub your clit softly as she continued to converse with your parents. Nodding along to their opinions and statements as if she wasn't finger fucking their daughter.

"So Mrs. L/N, " Madison suddenly stopped talking as she felt you grab her wrist, pushing her fingers inside of you deeper. She let out a soft groan, loving how tight your pussy was. How you were clenching around her fingers was enough to make her cum. She cleared her throat and continued, "I hear your work is great, would you mind if I read a few?"

She pumped her fingers faster. The feeling of your juices on her fingers made Madison's desire build. Your legs began to tremble and your eyes began to shut. Madison could feel you were close, so she rubbed your clit faster pushing you closer to the edge. You moved your hand down to Madison's thigh and squeezed it tightly enough to leave a bruise later. One last curl of her finger, and you were gone. You let out a whimper as you released all over her fingers. Madison smiled and helped you ride out your high. She slowed her fingers down and gently pulled them out. You let out a sigh of relief and sat in your seat comfortably. Your father looked at you for a moment before gluing his eyes back to his phone. Your mother continued her conversation with Madison, who quite frankly was not paying any attention. Her attention was on you, and how your sticky stuff coated her fingers. She looked down and smirked. You looked down at her fingers and smiled, leaning towards her ear. "You are absolutely relentless." You whispered, your lips brushing against her ear. Madison chuckled softly before looking over at you.

"I couldn't help myself." She mouthed. You shook your head and looked over at your parents. They were both arguing, well really your mother was yelling at your father. You chuckled at the sight. "They didn't even notice."

You scoffed. "You're crazy." Madison smiled and kissed your cheek.

"You love me. And you know you love it when I make you c-"

"So Madison," Your mom interrupted. Madison jumped and looked over at your mom.

"Y-yes?" She stuttered nervously. Your mother smiled.

"Is there anything else you like to do except singing?"

Fingering your daughter. But she really couldn't say that.

Madison looked at you and smiled. "I love spending time with your daughter. She's truly amazing. You both have raised her to be very respectful."

Your mother grinned, satisfied with Madison's answer. "That's lovely. I'm so glad she turned out somewhat okay." You furrowed your brows. "When she was younger-"

"Mom let's not."

The rest of the night was filled with embarrassing stories about you. And after dinner, Madison did not stop embarrassing you about them.

"I regret taking you to dinner with me." You rolled your eyes. Madison smiled and wrapped her arms around your waist.

"No you don't because then you wouldn't have had the best orgasm of the night." Madison said. You smiled.

"I guess you're right," You hummed. "But right in front of my parents." You scolded, smacking her arm lightly. Madison smirked.

"Ow okay sorry!" She grinned. "You were just looking so good. I couldn't stop myself."

You rolled your eyes. "Crazy." You muttered.

"You love me."

"Yeah I do."

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[milaatyourworst]

I'm writing a smut story about Madison but I'm not so sure what exactly I'm leaning for. So important question

[milaatyourworst]

Do you want to know a secret?- Madison Beer x fem reader

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You and Madison were sitting on the couch. She was on her phone while you were watching a movie. You were leaning on her and her arm was wrapped around your shoulders. It was pretty much silent besides the indistinct chatter of the t.v.

"Listen, do you want to know a secret?" Madison said. You got up and smiled, pausing your movie.

"Duh!"

She smiled. "Do you promise not to tell?"

"I promise!" You grin, putting your pinky out. She wrapped her pinky around yours.

"Closer. Let me whisper in your ear."

You moved closer to her, furrowing your brows. The words she was saying sounded vaguely familiar.

"Say the words you want to hear."

You smiled. "Say it!"

"I'm in love with you!" She sang. "Ooooooooooo." You laughed.

"Oh my god! You're so cheesy!" You blushed.

Madison chuckled. "You know you like it."

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[milaatyourworst]

Taste of You- Madison Beer

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You stared at the screen. Comments flooded chat. "Hey! Hey guys!" You placed your phone on your chest so it was facing the ceiling. You opened a bag of edibles and plopped two into your mouth. You hands gripped the headboard. The chat was full of comments of concern. "You okay, girl?" You read. "Yeah- the edible was just stronger than I thought." You continued to keep your eyes on the screen. "Holy fuck." You whispered. You looked down and there she was. Madison proving to you that she couldn't go a day without tasting you. Her tongue swirled around your clit slowly. Her hands gripped your thighs tightly. "Fuck." You breathed out. Madison smirked, her tongue continuing to abuse your nub. "Where's Mads?" You looked down at her then at the chat. "She's eating right now." Madison snickered against your pussy, sending a vibration of pleasure. "Shit." You whispered. Madison slid her tongue inside of you with ease. You gripped the headboard. "I'm all good guys~." You mumble to your viewers. Madison began to tongue-fuck you slowly. A small moan escapes your lips making Madison's desire for you build up. She fucks you faster, swirling and curling her tongue inside you. You practically grind against her tongue as she hits your g-spot. "Will Madi be here soon? Yeah, yeah she will." You groan softly as you feel yourself reach the edge. Madison felt your legs tremble, letting her know you were close. She moved her tongue faster and used her thumb to rub your clit harshly. "Fuck." You gasped out. She gave your clit one final rub and you released all over her tongue. Madison hummed softly and helped you ride out your high. Slowly she removed her tongue. You let out a small whimper and looked up at the chat. "Is Madi there?" Before you could answer, Madison snatched your phone. A string of your juices stayed on her lips.

"Hey guys! I just finished my desert!" Madison exclaimed. You stifled a laugh and shook your head. She really couldn't get enough of you. "How was it? It was really~ good! Tasted really sweet."

"Oh my god."

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