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5. Fridolina Rolfö

+18 SMUT

You tried to pull your legs up and your arms down as you tested the restraints Frido put in place around your wrists and ankles, each one was bound to a different corner of the bed, immobilizing you and spreading you out for her. Frido was happy to see the test results show that you could barely move at all. You, on the other hand, were not happy when she left your side to rummage through the nightstand, when she came back to you, she was holding a sharpie between two fingers and raising it for you to see.

You didn’t realize how tightly wound you were until you slowly unclenched your fists at the sight. Laying down on her stomach between your spread legs, Frido put the marker to the side to come back to later. The bed shifted under her weight and your hips followed. Using her thumbs, Frido parted your lips and took in the entire view. “Look at this… my sweet, sweet girl all opened up for me.” She kissed right between them in the middle, avoiding all the sensitive parts that needed kisses the most.

You squirmed, trying to contain yourself and she grabbed hold of your legs using her arms. Her hands slid up and over your stomach, grazing each breast once with a warm touch before moving to the side for a better hold on your ribs. Her thumbs dug in ever so slightly as a warning not to move again. All it did was make you want to move more. Frido obviously knew this and waited even longer to put her mouth back on you as another kind of test. Your toes curled beside her as you forced your hips not to chase her tongue. After a few more torturous seconds, she looked up at you with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. A streak of wetness fell from her tongue to your clit and dropped down your entire length. She waited for it to disappear before swiping over the path it took with her tongue. Holding your chest tight, she buried her tongue into your pussy and moaned against you when you cried out. Her hands moved to your hips with the same steel grip and guided you as you rode her tongue, at the pace she set, of course. When she flattened her tongue and swiped over your clit with more pressure than her hands on your waist, you were pushed close to the edge.

So soon, you already needed to ask, “May I cum, ma’am?”

Pulling back from you, Frido deadpanned. “No.”

Fridolina abandoned your pussy to nip up and down your thighs. Each bite was accompanied by an apologetic kiss that you eagerly accepted, even though you were upset that she pulled away to begin with. As long as her mouth was on you in some capacity, you could never be too ungrateful, even if it was teasing you.

Once Frido felt that she’d neglected your clit long enough for you to come back down she latched back on in full force. Her tongue massaged over your sweet spot without ever breaking the seal of her lips as she nursed on it. Your back arched off the bed as the pressure increased and the tension was quickly building again after the last time. Your hips rocked against her face in such a pleasing rhythm that you were going to cum. She didn’t let up at all until you were about to slip up. Fridolina could tell what was going to happen, and she punished you by detaching her mouth. You cried out, and it grew even louder when her hand came down against the side of your ass with a loud smack.

It stung, and she didn’t give you a single moment to process what happened before swiping her tongue over your entrance. Only doing it once in preparation, she deftly pushes two fingers in, burying them inside you completely before pulling back and grinning with a smile that reaches her eyes. “You’re so tight sweetheart…” She gives you a few thrusts that you desperately try to savor. “Surprising, considering how much of a little slut you are.”

Speeding up her fingers, she licks beside them, cleaning the mess spilling out from you and purposefully avoiding the bundle of nerves. Her neglecting your clit made you want to scream and thrash like a child, but the teasing was carefully timed until after you were too restrained to do so. You suppose you could still scream, but it might not sound any different than the noises you were already making at the other ways she was touching you.

Satisfied with the amount she tormented you with her mouth, she pulled out of you and sat up. You whimpered at the empty feeling she left behind as she grabbed the marker instead of you. “Let’s make sure you don’t forget.”

You briefly wondered what she meant by that until you felt the inked tip mark your lower stomach. In all capital letters, she wrote “SLUT” just under your belly button.

A mischievous look flashed across her face as she lowered her voice to a sultry purr and continued, “While we’re at it…” she trailed off and moved the felt tip to your thigh.

You lift your head off the pillows to look at the place on your leg she marked and see that she wrote “WHORE” so you whine, “I’m your whore…” You arch your back, putting your breasts on display and trying to make yourself look tempting enough to keep touching. Ignoring your eager body, all she grabbed was your neck.

“Is that so?” Frido mocks and tightens her grip on your throat. Baring her teeth she orders, “Say it again.” You swallow hard, and she feels it under her palm.

“I-I’m your little whore, ma’am…”

Your cheeks burn at your confession, but it’s true. All you wanted was to be hers and to be used by her in any way she could possibly imagine. It was humiliating at the moment, but you were honored to be hers. Completely and entirely Fridolina’s. In the end, it worked out perfectly, because as Frido admired the girl chained to her bed and writhing under her grasp, all she could think about was how much she wanted you in return. She felt secure in the role she filled by being not just your girlfriend and caregiver, but by being the only one you’ve ever let dominate you like this.

Thinking about you belonging to her made her a woman possessed, and she knew just what she was going to do to soothe the pit in her stomach that sank at the mere thought of you being as eager for another person as you are for her. It’s not that you’d ever given her anything but your loyalty, but something about branding you with the ink scratched an itch that formed in the most primal part of her. Dropping your neck, she grabbed one of your tits as if she even needed to keep you still as she wrote “PROPERTY OF FRIDOLINA'' across your chest. She gleaned at her work and rubbed her thumb over your nipple lightly as she applauded her own handy work.

It was just high up enough that you could barely make out the words with sight alone, but you recognized every letter as it formed, so you knew exactly what she wrote. While it made her feel like a million bucks, all it did was make you even needier than before.

Turning around, she bent over to focus on your other thigh, not wanting it to feel bare or left out. The only thing keeping you from missing the look on her face was the show she gave as she bent over to write. The spot between her legs was glistening and you felt good knowing it was all from touching you. Being pinned to the headboard, your hands hadn’t felt her once this whole time but she was still clearly enjoying herself. Staring like it was the first time you saw her there, your eyes never strayed as she wrote “USE ME” with an arrow pointing right to your pussy, mirroring the writing on the other leg. Her own eyes followed the arrow and admired your mess for a moment, licking her lips before turning back around and straddling your waist.

She tossed the sharpie to the side and you sighed with relief knowing that her hands were going to be free. Fridolina definitely made the most of that fact as she kneaded your breasts. The words were warped but still legible when she pushed them together, sucking both of your nipples into stiff peaks before dropping them with a wet ‘pop’ and planting both hands on either side of your head. She lowered her hips so she was pressed against yours as she kissed you. You made a soft noise when your lips met and it seemed to spur her on because her hips started to move. It was so slow and you were so focused on her tongue brushing over your lower lip that you almost missed the movements completely.

She deepened the kiss when you both picked up speed. Frido’s clit was catching on the skin just below where your stomach said slut and she was making the most of it. It was a good thing too, because if her hips fell any higher up on your body, her arousal might have smeared the ink. She moved her arms under yours and laid on her elbows, pressing your bodies completely together. Her fingers tangled in your hair and gripped it tight, thrusting against you and continuing to invade your mouth with her tongue. Occasionally yours would gather the courage to meet hers halfway, but you mainly let her lead the kiss.

Frido’s body was hot against yours. Her hips were practically snapping forward at this point, so you knew she must be getting close. You didn’t want to be greedy but you needed to cum so you couldn’t help the whine that escaped thinking she was going to finish without you.

“Awww…” Frido teased with a patronizing tone that made tears form in your eyes in frustration, “You must be pretty desperate to be giving me attitude right now.”

Her voice sent a shiver down your spine and you felt like you were going to melt into a puddle beneath her. Not wanting to escalate the situation, you were quick to respond. “Yes, ma’am. Please forgive me.” You used your wide eyes to beg for her forgiveness and you were extremely lucky when it worked.

Ghosting her lips against yours she whispered, “Tell me what you want, baby girl.”

You pulled up towards her as much as you could before the restraints stopped you. She pulled back too, keeping the distance between your mouths the same without actually kissing you. Your wrists stung as you tugged and begged, “I want to cum with you, ma’am, can I please?”

“I like the change in attitude, princess.” She rewarded your bravery with a deep kiss and snuck one hand behind her as she picked the speed of her thrusts back up. She never actually said if you could cum, but she started rubbing circles over your clit that matched the pace she was pleasuring herself at.

Even though Frido had been using you to rub herself off on for a while now, you were just as close to the edge as she was when you got the attention you wanted so badly, if not closer since she edged you twice already. The pressure had been building for so long now and you didn’t know if you could hold it any longer but Frido still hadn’t given you permission. Your eyes squeezed tightly shut as you put all of your attention into restraining yourself. But it was so hard. The act of her using you was already endlessly arousing to you on its own, but she was moaning into your mouth and rubbing your swollen clit without changing pace and you were about to slip by accident when she cracked.

“Cum for me.” You gasped and cried out at her blessing. “That’s it. That’s it… be a good girl for me.”

You both tipped over the edge at the same time and if she felt half as good as you did you had no idea how she was cooing to you as you thrashed against one another. The fact that you earned the orgasm and that it was given to you by Fridolina made the whole experience that much better as you came in unison.

When she stilled, you closed your eyes to rest and steady your breathing and when you opened them, your restraints were undone. They were still attached to the bed, but the important part was no more and you could wrap your arms and legs around her. She stayed next to you, petting your hair back and out of your face and keeping pressure between your legs with her thigh to help ease you back down to reality.

You both lay in silence and enjoyed each other’s warmth before she stood up reluctantly. It took all the strength she had to pry herself off of you, but as the property owner in question, it was her responsibility to take care of you and she never failed at doing so.

She came to your side and you turned your body to face her. Her eyes softened as she looked at you curled up quietly in front of her, waiting for her next move.

“Come on, honey, let’s get you cleaned up.” You groaned thinking that you’d have to get up, but Frido shushed you and picked you up with one arm under your neck and the other under your knees. She carried you to the bathroom and sat you on the counter as set about drawing a bath. The marble was cold on your bottom but you made sure to think about how hot the water would be and it was enough to calm your nerves.

Fridolina on the other hand, turned on the water, checking it with her hand to make sure it was warm enough before plugging the tub. As you waited for it to fill, she put her hair up and came over to do the same for you, always eager to help you with every little thing and never need to be asked once.

Funny how you needed to ask her to cum but you never had to ask her to do things like brush your hair or make you breakfast.

Once the bathtub was full, she guided you to it, laying down before pulling you in after her. She positioned you so that you were lying on your back over her with your head resting on her shoulder. For a long time, you both lay in complete silence and let the water soothe you.

The only sounds that filled the room were the occasional splashes from you wiggling above her until she politely asked you to hand her the washcloth hanging over the faucet. You did so obediently, without question, and she lathered the rag in soap before bringing it down on your midsection. She washed over you with gentle motions, careful not to disturb you as she spread the suds around.

Going slightly down, she lightly scrubbed off the word adorning your skin, going one letter at a time. When the word disappeared, she kissed your temple. “You are not a slut, honey. And I love you very much.”

You hummed with a smile and she moved to your legs, repeating the same motions and minding the bruised spots until your right thigh was cleared. Again she kissed your head, “You are not a whore, baby. And I love you very much.”

Your smile grew even wider at the affirmations, but you stayed quiet. Switching to the other leg, she made quick work of the arrow. “I never need or want to use you in any way that’s not agreed upon beforehand. That might be the word I use out loud, but that’s not how I feel in my head. Do you feel the same way?”

The usual confidence in her voice disappeared for just a sentence as her anxiety crept in and wondered if it was obvious how much she cared for you. This time, you were there for her. “I do, Frido. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like when you use me.” 

You giggled and she wrapped both arms around you in a tight embrace. “Good.” She kissed your temple again.

Her hands came up and moved your arms that were crossed over your chest to the sides. The water lapping over the temporary brand wasn’t enough to clean your chest on its own. Putting more soap on the washcloth, she takes in the sight for one more moment before erasing her name from your skin. The point still stood without the physical reminder.

You tilted your head to look up at her, waiting for her to say something like she did when she cleaned the other spots. Looking down at you she laughed, “I don’t have anything to say about that one, sweetheart. You’re mine.”

This time, she kissed you on the lips. She let you set the pace, not pulling back or deepening the kiss. You being in charge for once of course meant that the kiss was intensified. You pushed against her and made a small noise in the back of your throat.

Frido grinned against your mouth, knowing exactly what a noise like that was trying to tell her. She put her hand on your stomach where the writing was and didn’t move it until you nibbled on her lip. Her fingertips found your clit for the second time tonight, being drawn to it like a magnet. Unlike before, the motions against it were light and purposeful.

Frido didn’t speed up at all until you laced your fingers together with the ones on her free hand, pulling it up and kissing her knuckles. Taking it as a sign to continue, she rubbed back and forth over your clit, feeling your back rise over her stomach as you arched it.

As you got close, your legs started to shake, causing the surface of the water to ripple where your knees poked out. You took your hand to your mouth and bit down on both sets of fingers to muffle the groan that escaped from you as you tipped over the edge. Frido’s nose was in your hair as you rode out your orgasm against her fingers. The water splashed against the sides of the tub as you trembled on top of her, squeezing her hand for the support she was more than happy to give you.

When her fingers stopped playing with the sensitive bundle of nerves, you sat still once more. This time, you kissed her cheek and whispered in thanks, “I love you too.”

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Apple tarts and tiramisu - part 2 - Lucy Bronze x reader

Lucy Bronze x Barista!reader

Summary: this story takes place in 2022, when Lucy just moved to Barcelona, ​​all fictional of course. Part 2 of this story and i decided to make this a series now 😊

Enjoy part 2: the stereotypical first date turns into 2 full days of being togheter (sapphics am i right).

Word counts: idk pretty short, 2k?

Warning: none i think, maybe a bit suggestive

Apple tarts and tiramisu 2

You woke up from a streek of light hitting your face through the shutters. You felt a strong arm draped over you and felt soft breaths in your neck. Suddenly you remembered the day before. Lucy freaking Bronze was in your bed.

You shuffeld yourself back a bit, completely absorbing yourself in the embrace. The arm around you pulled you closer and you heard some low tones coming from Lucy’s throat.

‘’mhmm, good morning pretty girl’’ Lucy said with a raspy morning voice and she kissed your neck softly ‘’had a good sleep?’’

‘’uhu’’ you say ‘’very, how about you?’’

‘’also very good’’ she hummed.

You turned around to face her ‘’breakfast?’’

Lucy grinned "how are you so perfect?"

You looked at her questioning, you had just asked her if she wanted to eat breakfast, nothing special.

‘’I love breakfast’’ she clarified ''do you know there are people that don't eat breakfast''

You laughed ‘’i think you just love food in general’’

‘’mkay that might be true, but breakfast is top tier’’ she said ‘’and desserts too ofcourse’’ she added, coming closer to your face.

Your turned away and hopped out of bed ‘’well lets get going on that breakfast then’’.

You looked at a confused Lucy in the bed.

‘’y/n?’’ Lucy asked while sitting up ‘’are you having regrets?’’

‘’huh’’ ‘’no, not at all why?’’

Lucy narrowed her eyes ‘’so you didn’t just run away from a kiss?’’

‘’no, im-   yes, i am sorry but i have a stinky morning breath’’ you said, cheeks getting pink.

Lucy got out of bed ‘’ahhh, don't worrieee, i don’t mind ’’ she walked over to you ‘’can i kiss your stinky mouth with my stinky mouth?’’

‘’ew Lucy’’ you said but you got closer to her and gave her a quick shallow kiss.

‘’mh’’ Lucy said ‘’okay, i’ll take it for now’’

You pushed her chest ''greedy''

She grinned ''your fault, your kisses are too good''

“Greed makes man blind and foolish, and makes him an easy prey for death.” you cited from a poetry collection you had read.

''okay professor'' Lucy joked ''is that supposed to be a threat?''

You shrug your shoulders ''i guess you just don't have to get blind and foolish''

''Well i just had LASIK done so... that's coverd but i am afraid i might be a fool so please watch over me carefully, i don't want to be preyed down by death'' she faked being scared and looked at you with puppy eyes.

You rolled your eyes '' i cited it because it plopped in my head when i said greedy but now that i think about it, it is a good saying, like we shouldn't rush it..''

Lucy asked ''wait, i didn't study literature.. i don't follow, what'd you mean?''

''Well i am not talking directly about it so i get your confusion but if you replace 'Greed' with ... actually nevermind i don't know what i'm saying i think i need some food'' you rambled and blushed because you had wanted to say love and didn't think that was something you could say after you had just slept togheter for the very first time, even if you maybe were already falling in love with her.

///

Sitting at the kitchen island, eating toast with egg and tomato that you prepared Lucy asked ''sooo... what did you mean earlier? i feel like you didn't dared to say something, but you can say anything to me, you know that right?''

You picked a piece of tomato from your plate with your fork and sighed.

''okay i'll say it, but don't put any value to it.. just .. okay if you replace greed with love is what i wanted to say'' you looked at her expectantly

''Sorry i'm stupid, what was the rest, what was the life lesson then.. oh wait rush you said right.. rushing love?'' She looked confused

''I am confused by myself too'' you laughed ''but i guess i meant that we should take it slow, because i- '' You stopped yourself again.

''don't want to become a blind fool?'' Lucy helped

''yeahh- let's keep it at that'' you smiled

''No i get what you mean'' Lucy said ''i like you too, and i don't want to mess it up by rushing anything''

You sighed relieved ''great, like what you said yesterday, we can start by going on a few dates?''

''Did yesterday count as our first date?'' Lucy asked

''i dont know'' you said ''probably, but i usually don't take someone to bed on the first date..''

''Me neither'' Lucy stated ''but it just -

''felt right'' you added.

''yeah'' Lucy smiled shyly ''and honestly it felt like we waited pretty long''

You tilted your head, wanting her to continue her explanation.

''i kinda had a crush on you ever since that first apple tart''.

You laughed and admitted ''i kinda had a crush on you ever since your first order, hearing your cute little attempt at Spanish''.

''en realidad?'' (really) she grinned ''did you try to seduce me with that free pastry''.

''Maybe'' you laughed cheekily ''or i was just trying to gain another frequent customer''

She fake gasped ''just a frequent costumer, is that all i am to you?''

''well, yesterday you did tell me i was just a spanish teaching dessert'' you fired back.

''mhmm'' Lucy grinned leaning in ''this costumer likes desserts a lot''.

''nah'' you pushed her face away with your hand ''i think this costumer had enough desserts yesterday, and desserts are not for breakfast anyways'' you laughingly added ''but i can put some tiramisu in a plastic container for you to take home?'' knowing she was probably not talking about that dessert.

''do you have plans for today?'' Lucy asked

''what? '' you were confused about her random question ''yeah why''

''Then you don't have to pack me that dessert and we can just eat that here together, tonight?'' she stated ''if you would want to spent the day with me too ofcourse''

''So much for going slow'' you laughed ''but yes i would like that very much''

///

After breakfast you cleaned the kitchen together and both got dressed. You had leant Lucy a pair of briefs.

''So what do you want to do?'' She asked

''i could ask you the same, im fine with whatever to be honest'' you said.

''Show me around Barca? i liked the fountain you told me and Narla to visit'' She suggested.

///

You took her to some places around Barcelona that you could think off at the top of your head that weren't too crowded. It was a nice day and there were quite a lot people on the streets.

In a hidden park, surrounded by old buildings, where you could only get if you knew the way, you and Lucy sat down on a bench.

''Barcelona is lovely'' she sighed ''but i'm so fucking hot'' she wiped her forehead with the back of her heand ''I'm sweating like crazy and you are just fine, how do you do it?''

You chuckled ''yeah you are, and i think because i grew up here, im used to it''.

''I'm what?''

You cited her, mimicking her voice ''so fucking hot''.

She opened her mouth acting insulted ''that is not how i talk'' and then leaned in ''but thanks for the compliment, youre quite hot yourself''.

''That is not how i talk'' you grinned immitating her once more.

Lucy felt your breath against her lips and wanted to kiss you really bad, she knew you were in public but thought this hidden park wouldn't have people creeping around to watch so she came even closer to you.

''oh, shut up'' Lucy said playfully and now you felt her breath against your lips, making you shiver.

''Make me''

''With pleasure'' Lucy softly planted her lips on yours, taking your lower lip in between hers and softly nipt at it. You opened your mouth giving Lucy space to enter with her tongue. Your tongues danced around eachother, exploring eachothers mouths, savouring eachothers tastes.

After a while of the both of you getting carried away in the kiss you pulled away gently.

The two of you looked at each other with sheepish smiles.

Lucy cleared her throat ''uhm anyways, my building has a swimming pool, there is hardly ever anyone in it, would you like to go for a swim?'' Lucy asked

''That sounds nice'' you said ''is it on the rooftop?''

''No, sadly not, that would've been sick, but no it's on the ground floor, next to the gym - that also never gets used''

///

One street away from Lucy's you suddenly realised you didn't even bring a bikini.

..

''it's fine, you can just borrow one of mine'' Lucy said ''or do you not feel comfortable borrowing? if you want you can just try it on and decide then?''.

You smiled at her thoughtfulness ''no, borrowing is fine, for a second i was afraid i had to go swimming naked''.

''mhm'' Lucy closed her eyes ''don't tease me, or i might have to ask reception if i can rent the pool for the day''.

You bumped your shoulder against hers ''you're crazy''.

''you make me crazy''

You rolled your eyes.

///

You were back at her apartment, the aftermath of yesterday was still on the table and kitchen, your books were even still there.

''Gosh, did we leave in such a hurry?'' you blushed ''didn't even take my books, but you should probably borrow them, so it's fine''.

Lucy grinned broadly ''guess our heads were elsewhere''.

''seems like it'' you started cleaning some things up.

''woah woah, you don't have too'' Lucy took the plates from you ''cleaning up is for later'' she put the plates away in the dishwasher anyways ''come on, let's continue with our plans'' Lucy stated excitedly.

You followed her to the bedroom and took in the space.

''what?'' Lucy asked after noticing you reticence.

''Nothing just looking, nice room'' you smiled ''nice bedside table''.

Her gaze quickly went to her beside table, seeing the vibrator you had spotted ''oh god'' her cheeks flushed bright red ''how emberassing''.

''it's allright'' you grinned ''lonely times, desperate measures am i right''.

She walked over and quickly put it in a drawer, when she opened it you saw a few more items "okay let's ignore that embarrassing incident and try on some bikinis" she said to try to change the subject.

But the incident as she had described it, had filled your brain with thoughts that had nothing to do with bikini's or swimming, well maybe a little, considering the high level of nudity in both.

''Maybe you can put them on one by one and i'll say which one i'd like to borrow'' you boldly suggested, knowing you had no intentions of actually going swimming anymore.

Lucy looked at you with her jaw dropping ''you want me to model my bikini's for you?''

''well if you're offering'' You grinned

''i'm not- i didn't- Lucy sputterd ''you cheeky-

''put on a show for me pretty girl'' you purred ''i hope you have lots''

She walked to her closet defeated but secretly excited and opened the drawer with her bikini's, the very bottom drawer of the cupboard.

She swept all the bikinis together with her hands and walked with her hands full to the bed, where you were now sitting, and threw them down.

''Damn, this is gonna be a long show, not that im complaining'' You wiggled your eyebrows.

Lucy laughed ''yeah but maybe you should make a preselection''.

''hmm, i think i can do that, but i might have to see the canvas first''.

''canvas?''

''yeah, you know, the model that will be wearing them''

''im right here baby, just open your eyes'' Lucy joked

''mhmm, very much overdressed still''

''if you want me to strip-

''yes'' you eagerly interrupted her

-you can just ask, is what i wanted to say, but okay the message is clear, i'll take off my clothes''.

The rest of that day the two of you spend exploring eachother, rather than Barcelona or the swimmingpool.

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What would you like for future parts of this story? any ideas for dates, meeting parents? paparatie? Let me know, i love suggestions xx

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Lucy punishing bratty reader smut??

I'll definitely include that, although do you have a more specific request if you don't mind?

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Somebody drop Lucy smut requests rn, the plot just isn't plotting😭

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Masterlist

Fridolina Rolfö

Not my fault

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Ona's reward

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i’m sorry but the way my pussy is throbbing after that fic, like, i need love rn

Damn I didn't see this earlier, but thank you so much, i'm glad you enjoyed it❤️

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Not my fault || Fridolina Rolfö x Reader (18+)

Summary: You tease Frido.

Popped back after a month to drop a fic. Hope everyone enjoys! Feedback is very welcome.

It was Frido’s fault, really.

It was in the morning, when she stepped out of the bedroom dressed in a pair of leather pants that hugged her ass perfectly and a short sleeved white blouse. Her golden hair framed her face perfectly, tickling you when she bent down to kiss you goodbye as she left for media day.

It was almost unfair how she had towered over you, brushing her lips so gently over yours, her larger hands cradling your head. You felt small.

You weren’t particularly short by any means. You were around 165cm, which was average height. Of course, Frido was anything but average, and you certainly did not dislike it.

The feeling of her being so clearly physically superior, though… It sent a rush of excitement between your legs. While her kiss had been nothing but chaste, you were left standing in the kitchen with a racing heartbeat, breathing heavily as your coffee got cold.

It was just your luck that she would be gone the entire day. Frido was also incredibly possessive over your orgasms, and had a diabolical sixth sense for whether you disobeyed her or not, so you couldn’t just quickly take care of yourself in her absence.

So that left you with only one choice. Suffer through your persistent yearning for your girlfriend.

You had planned on having a quiet day reading or watching tv on your couch. You disliked going out frequently, so it had seemed like the ideal day in.

You couldn’t possibly have predicted the predicament you would find yourself in. You simply could not focus. Every sentence in your book was read and then forgotten just as quickly. Every page was reread multiple times before you could even begin to claim to have registered what was written.

All you could focus on was the increasingly difficult to ignore ache between your legs.

After half an hour of struggling through your book (which you had been very excited about), you gave up and turned on the tv. Perhaps a good series would take your mind off things.

No such luck. You tossed the tv remote on the coffee table in frustration, groaning. Rubbing your eyes desperately, you suddenly sat up as you had an idea.

It would land you in deep shit of course. Frido would take you apart with her sheer dominance. But you were desperate. And horny. You just wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine, although you knew she hadn’t intended to turn you on that morning.

You weren’t going to lie to yourself, it was purely selfish to want her to suffer as you were suffering.

Before you could talk yourself out of it, you took a picture of your hand in your shorts, sending it to Frido with a cheeky “I miss you” text.

She didn’t see it immediately, so over the next hour or so, you sent her a string of pictures, each one more compromising than the last, along with a long chain of texts, ranging from innocent “i love you” texts to utterly filthy ones.

Finally, your phone rang. Smirking to yourself, you declined the call. It rang again, and you let it.

Your anticipation grew as you received a text from Frido, a simple “stop”.

Although it had done absolutely nothing for your frustration, you felt deeply satisfied in knowing that at the very least, Frido was probably feeling just as frustrated as you were.

The rest of the day was spent alternating between mindlessly watching trashy netflix shows and obsessively cleaning the already spotless apartment.

You entertained yourself by imagining what Frido would do to you when she got back home. Would she edge you until you begged her to let you come, or would she fuck you roughly until you begging from overstimulation?

Finally, you heard the sound of keys jingling in the locks. You stood up, half in anticipation and half in fear.

Frido walked in, an unreadable expression etched into her face. You stood there, frozen, not daring to say anything.

She silently took off her coat and put her keys on the counter, then approached you. You could liken the image to a panther stalking towards you. She stopped right in front of you, forcing you to crane your neck upwards to maintain the uncomfortable eye-contact that had you paralyzed.

It unnerved you deeply that she hadn’t spoken a word yet. Maybe you should say something.

You opened your mouth, then shut it abruptly as Frido’s jaw clenched.

She brought one of her large hands to the back of your neck, squeezing lightly and sending shivers through your entire body. Using your neck as leverage, she led you to the bedroom.

Closing the door behind her, she turned to observe you.

‘Care to explain yourself? And don’t lie to me.’ She glared at you, daring you to disobey.

You stayed silent, slightly regretting your decision-making.

‘Nothing?’ Frido growled, ‘You had so much to say earlier. What a shame.’

‘I’m sorry,’ You whispered, hanging your head half in shame, half in intense arousal.

‘Why?’ She hissed, ‘Because you’re a needy brat who got herself worked up and decided to distract me at work? Do you know how badly I’ve been losing my mind?’

‘I just-’ you tried to explain yourself, but Frido cut you off with a rough shove onto the bed.

‘Shut up and let me fuck you.’

She all but ripped your clothes off of you, kissing you roughly. Her hands wandered all over your naked torso, caressing your skin gently, or twisting your nipples cruelly. You gasped into her mouth, letting her slip her tongue deeper into your mouth.

You tried to pull her closer, but she promptly removed your wandering hands. She nipped and sucked along your jaw as you released a whine.

“Yeah? You like it when I kiss you there?”

Her lips wrapped around your sensitive pulse and you mewled pathetically. You tried to tug her hands down to where you needed her, but Frido grabbed your wrists in an iron grip and pinned them by your head. You struggled and squirmed under her weight as she tightened her grip

‘No,’ She said sternly, ‘Stay.’

You whimpered at her tone, but obeyed her.

She yanked your shorts off, smirking broadly at your glistening folds. It was already dripping down onto the bed. Frido spread your legs open with her hands splayed against your thighs and blew on your pussy lightly, chuckling as your hips bucked.

“Hmm, someone liked that.” she teased. ‘‘You’re absolutely dripping, älskling.’ She cooed, running a long finger through your slick. ‘Is this all for me?’

‘Yes,’ you gasped, your back arching as she applied a little pleasure onto your aching clit.

‘Did I get you so horny and desperate?’ Frido rubbed your clit gently, ignoring your cries of pleasure. ‘Poor thing, you must have been so wet and helpless all day, with no one to fill up this pretty pussy.’

‘Y-yes! Yes, like that!’ You moaned, as she touched you exactly how you wanted. You fisted the sheets tightly, hips bucking wildly into her touch. You could already feel the knot in your stomach start to tighten.

She slipped a finger into you without warning. Your back almost arched just from the relief of having your girlfriend’s fingers filling you up. She thrusted gently, and slipped another finger in you. Stroking your clit with her thumbs, her fingers curled into all the right spots, over and over again, until your legs started to clench You swore you were seeing stars. You just needed a little more-

Then, just like that, it was gone. Frido pulled away from you entirely, sucking on the taste of you on her fingers, leaving you panting and confused.

‘No!’ You whined, ‘Why’d you stop, come back!’

You closed your legs as you observed her clicking her tongue while rummaging around the drawers, still clothed. The thought that you were naked, exposed on the bed when she wasn’t had you feeling so vulnerable. The feeling of being so powerless, so owned, had your head spinning.

‘You know better than to think I’d just let you come so easily, älskling.’ She came back, holding a large strap-on in her hands. ‘Especially when you’ve been such a brat.’

Frido caressed your face with her knuckles.

‘You’ll take it how I give it to you. Understood?’

‘Y-yes.’

She hovered over you, frowning at your shut legs. Glancing up to look at you, she raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow up at you.

“Älskling,” she warned, “Spread your legs. I won’t ask again.”

You slowly opened your legs, exposing your slick to her once again. She smiled fondly at you.

“There we go.” She cooed, “So much better now, no? Now all you need to do is lay there and let me fuck you.”

Frido pressed the head against your entrance, swiping up and down your folds before pressing in. You whimpered at the stretch, your smaller frame trembling in her arms, yours wrapping tightly around her back. This time, she let you pull her close.

“Shh, you can take it.” She whispered into your ear. “T-too much, too fast.” You cried into her neck, nuzzling for comfort as her cock spread your cunt open.

“You can take it.” She said firmly. “Weren’t you acting like a whore earlier? Bratting because you didn’t have enough cock in you?. No, you asked for it, and you’re going to take it.”

Frido started to thrust deeper and stronger, pulling pathetic moans from you. The pain and the pleasure molded together, tightening the knot in your stomach once again.

“Frido, baby!” You cried, going incoherent immediately after as her thrusts got rougher. She grunted softly, rutting harder into you at the sound of your sweet voice crying her name.

“Like that?” She said in your ear, biting your earlobe sharply, rolling your clit between her fingers. “You like when I fuck this pussy?”

“Y-yes!” You moaned, “I love when you fuck me.”

“Mine.” She growled, thrusting particularly deep. “My pussy. All mine. Only I can touch it. Not anyone else. Certainly not little brats like you. You better remember that, Älskling.”

“All yours.” You breathed, burying your face into her shoulder. “Your pussy.” The coil in your gut tightened so much, your legs started to shake around her waist. “Baby, I’m going to come.” You whined.

“Beg,” She demanded, circling your clit rapidly.

“Please!” You cried immediately as you hurtled closer to the edge. “Baby, please, please let me come! Please, I need it!”

“More.”

“Please, Frido! You make me feel so good! Please let me come, my pussy is yours, you own it.”

“Come,” She ordered, rubbing your throbbing clit. You tipped over the edge immediately, moaning loudly as hot white pleasure rushed through your body. Frido continued to fuck you through your high, prolonging your pleasure.

As you began to come down from the sheer amount of pleasure you felt, you realized Frido hadn’t slowed down her thrusts. Hips, jumping in sensitivity, you tried to bat away the hand that was still stroking your clit, just to find your hands yanked up and pinned down under a single iron grip.

You cried in sensitivity. “Frido, I can’t, it’s too much!” You squirmed uncomfortably under her, desperate to get away from her overwhelming touch.

“Does it hurt? Good.”

“Frido, please! I can’t!”

“You can and you will take it.” Frido hissed. “Weren’t you begging to come earlier? You were such a whore today, acting like a brat. Don’t worry though. I’ll be sure to keep filling this tight cunt, make sure you don’t feel needy anytime soon. I’ll fuck your attitude right out of you, Älskling.”

Before you knew it, you were coming again, screaming her name, your body spasming and bucking violently under her. Your vision went white as you clenched tightly around Frido. She stroked your back and slowed down her thrusts. You gasped for breath, still tightly wrapped around her.

Only when the strap shifted uncomfortably inside you did you unlatch yourself from Frido, pushing weakly at her. She slipped out of you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“You did so well, Älskling, letting me take care if you like that.”

“So good, baby.” You breathed. You shifted, then hissed in sensitivity at the movement.

“Maybe you’ll think of that next time you decide to act out, hm?” She chuckled, stroking your face.

“Rest up now, Älskling. We aren’t even close to done.”

[penguintimes]

Ona's reward || Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle x Reader (18+)

Summary: Lucy fucks your ass for the first time as a reward for Ona's brace in the Copa de la Reina finals.

Thought I'd try my hand at writing a fic. English is also not my first language so sorry for any mistakes. Hope you enjoy!

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“I want to watch you fuck her ass.”

Your head snapped up from where you had been lazily sprawled on the bed.

“I beg your pardon?” You asked incredulously. Ona looked back at you innocently, before turning back towards a smirking Lucy.

“For my reward.” Ona repeated. “I want to see you fuck her tight ass for the first time.” 

“That can be arranged.” Lucy walked over to you. You shivered as she stroked your face. “Are you okay with that, love? Will you let me fuck that perfect arse as a reward for Ona’s brace?”

“Yes.” You whispered, blushing furiously.

Ona smiled brightly at you. She joined you on the bed, tangling her fingers through your locks, bringing you in for a kiss. She gently slipped her tongue in between your lips, making you gasp.

As she licked into your mouth, you could briefly hear Lucy rummaging through the drawers where you kept all the toys. You felt a deep flush travel through your body all the way down to your core at the thought, before Ona tugged the back of your neck closer to her, effectively bringing your attention back to the increasingly dirtier kiss.

As your breathing got heavier, Ona’s hands started wandering down your body. Her fingertips feathered over the hem of your shirt, before you got impatient and tugged it off yourself. 

You barely held back a groan when she slipped a hand into your pants, brushing over your panties teasingly.

“So wet already.” Ona said, sucking harshly along your jaw. “All this just from the thought of Lucy fucking your ass?”

You whimpered at her dirty words, your back arching as she continued to mark your neck. You closed your eyes, almost lulled by the pleasant feeling of her hands and mouth on you.

Ona was pulled off you suddenly. Your eyes snapped open to see Lucy’s big hand wrapped possessively around Ona’s jaw, kissing her roughly. You watched enraptured, as Ona moaned loudly. 

Lucy pulled away, lightly pushing Ona towards the couch. “You can watch from there.”

“Are you ready, love?” She turned towards you, brandishing a strap-on and a bottle of lube. You nodded, eyeing the cock in her hands. It wasn’t big compared to some of the toys she owned, but it was quite impressive for your first try at anal. 

Lucy flipped you over on your stomach, sliding a pillow underneath your hips and pulling a big towel over the bedsheets. Your cunt clenched at the way she manhandled you and how vulnerable you felt with your ass in the air. She spread your cheeks, groaning softly at how visibly wet you had gotten.

“All this for us?” She blew gently at your cunt. Your hips jerked up at the sensation. You whined into the mattress, desperately needing Lucy to do something, anything. 

She chuckled at your antics, having grown familiar with your body language. Teasing your hole with the tip of her index, she lightly tapped your clit with her thumb. You tensed up as you felt a cold, wet digit circling your asshole. 

Biting your lip to contain any sounds, Lucy pressed her finger slightly into your ass, before pulling out and pushing back in again. You fisted the sheet as your body trembled.

“Let me hear you,” cooed Lucy as she thrusted her finger a bit deeper into you. A pitiful whimper escaped your lips as you pushed your ass further back into her hand. 

She chuckled at you, before turning back to Ona.

“See how pretty our girl is?” She started thrusting a bit faster as you writhed underneath her. “All wet and desperate for us, just like how she was made to be.” 

You raised your head towards Ona, who hummed her agreement, lightly pinching her own nipple with a hand while the other was lazily circling her clit. The sight almost made you combust. 

Lucy pushed your face back into the mattress, as you felt another finger pressing into your tight hole. Your holes clenching wildly, you tried to breathe through the overwhelming fullness that Lucy’s thick fingers offered. God save you once she puts the dildo in. 

“That’s it, love.” Lucy continued to relax your ass muscles. “Keep laying there, all pretty for Ona.” 

You whined as she withdrew her fingers. Watching through hooded eyelids as she lathered more lube on the cock attached to her hips, you felt yourself trembling in anticipation.

Lucy settled above you, kissing your back. You felt her cock poke at your ass. She lined up to your hole and pressed forward lightly. You whimpered at the slight stretch. 

“Please,” you whispered, attempting to pull her closer.

Lucy laced her hands with yours, pinning them down to the mattress above your head as she slowly pushed the rest of the dildo in your tight hole. Your eyes teared up as you let out tiny mewls when she finally bottomed out.

The fullness took your breath away. It was different than being filled up in your cunt. It felt better, in the way you offered your ass up to Lucy. It truly felt like you’d just given everything there was to give.

“I’ll go slow, don’t worry.” Lucy promised and she continued to kiss your back. “It’ll feel so good, love. Let me make you feel good.” 

You screwed your eyes shut tightly as Lucy began to slowly thrust in. It went impossibly deep, the dildo somehow nudging every sensitive spot in your ass. It felt incredibly weird in the best way possible as you felt her cock deep in your stomach.

“Fuck!” Lucy grunted, “You’re so good for Ona, such a good girl. We’re so lucky to call you ours.”

“All yours,” You groaned, “Yours and Ona’s good girl.”

As you whimpered under her, Lucy got increasingly rougher, panting hotly on your neck. Her hand squeezed yours tightly as you moaned loudly at a particular hard thrust. You could feel tension building up in your stomach.

“Lucy,” You whined, “Lucy, please!”

“Please, what?” Lucy smirked, nipping sharply at your ear. You flushed even redder. It was very embarrassing and very hot to have to say what you needed out loud.

“Lucy-” You were cut off as Lucy stopped any semblance of gentleness and started railing you. You cried out, fisting the bedsheets roughly as your body was shoved forward with each of her thrusts.

“Say it,” She demanded, “Tell me what you want. You can’t just accept what you’re given, hm? You need more like the little slut you are?

You nearly came from her words alone. At this point it was concerning how red Lucy got you. “Please, Lucy, my clit. I need to come, I just need a bit more.”

“Good girl,” Lucy growled in your ear. Using one hand to pin both of yours above your head, her other hand slid under your body, swiping over your soaked cunt. She circled your clit, not stopping her harsh thrusts as your back arched obscenely.

The coil in your stomach snapped abruptly. You let out a long, drawn out moan as you reached your climax, shaking violently. Lucy slowed her thrusts down, helping you through your orgasm. She kissed the side of cheek, pulling out and brushing the sweaty hair out of your face as you panted harshly, struggling to catch your breath.

You both turned to look at Ona, who was squirming on the couch, looking very frustrated and turned on.

“Can’t do it alone?” Lucy teased. Ona shook her head, giving her a pleading look. Lucy chuckled. “Come here.”

Ona got up on shaky legs, flopping down on the bed next to you. She stroked your hair, running her long fingers through your sweaty strands.

“You did so well, cariño,” Ona cooed at your fucked out figure. “Such a perfect girl, letting Lucy take your ass for me.”

“Now it’s your turn, love.” Lucy suckled at Ona’s neck. “Why don’t you show Ona how good you can be?” She pushed your head towards Ona’s cunt.

Your mouth watered instantly. You wasted no time in diving in, licking a broad strip up her pussy. Ona moaned breathlessly, tugging your head closer, all while Lucy relentlessly marked her neck purple. You alternated between sucking gently on her clit and licking around her entrance.

Before long, Ona’s hips were jerking up as she grinded on your tongue. She came with a soft cry, flooding your tongue with her slick. You didn’t hesitate to lap it all up, making sure to avoid overstimulating her sensitive clit.

She tugged you up to kiss her, tasting herself on your tongue. You wrapped your arms snugly around her, before burrowing your face into the crook of her neck. Lucy came back with a wet towel, quickly washing you both, before tucking you both under the soft covers.

“I love you both so much,” You mumbled sleepily as Lucy tidied the room.

Ona pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. 

“Te quiero mucho, cariño.”

“My perfect girls,” Praised Lucy, sliding under to covers on your other side. She tugged you into her warm arms. 

“Good night,” You yawned, nuzzling Lucy.

“Rest well, love.” Lucy kissed you and Ona. “We’re not done with you just yet.”