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[reapons]

honey on your tongue

domestic bliss with southern!wife!ellie x reader

summary: deep family fluff, loving married smut, sensual scenes, tender language, motherhood themes.

cw: fem!reader, butch!ellie, smut, oral r!receiving, fingering r!receiving.

a/n: save me butch cowboy ellie…save me…

you wake to the soft creak of the old farmhouse settling around you, the pale gray glow of dawn slipping through the gingham curtains.

your body is warm beneath the quilt, pressed tight to the familiar weight of ellie. one of her arms lies heavy across your ribs, her calloused palm resting just beneath your breast. her breath is a slow, deep rhythm against the back of your neck, her scent like cedar and sun-warmed hay.

you shift slightly, earning a gravelly murmur from her sleep-rough throat.

“where ya goin’, darlin’?” she rasps, voice thick with sleep and accent slow as molasses.

you smile softly, hand covering hers. “gotta start the day, cowboy. juniper’ll be up soon.”

her arm tightens around you instinctively. she noses into your hair, lips brushing the curve of your neck.

“mmm. lemme have you just a minute longer.”

and you do, the two of you swaying in that sweet early-morning hush, your pulse drumming slow under her touch.

by the time juniper’s little feet come pattering down the hall, you’re standing in the kitchen in one of ellie’s old flannel shirts, humming as you pour batter onto the hot griddle.

“mama!” she squeals, curls wild, cheeks pink with sleep.

ellie’s behind her seconds later, grinning with her hat tipped back, sweat-damp from feeding the horses.

“mornin’, juni bug,” she drawls, bending to scoop her daughter up in strong arms. “you ready for some pancakes?”

“yes!” juniper giggles, wrapping her arms tight around ellie’s neck.

you watch them, heart full to bursting - ellie pressing a kiss to juni’s temple, that lopsided smile of hers lighting up the whole room.

the old truck rumbles over dirt roads, the morning already bright with sun and birdsong.

juniper sits squished between you both on the truck seat, her tiny hands clutching a worn straw basket. ellie drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting across the curve of your thigh, thumb tracing slow circles through the worn denim.

downtown, the farmer’s market hums with life. stalls overflow with fresh produce, jars of jam and honey, baskets of bright flowers. the air smells of cut grass, ripe peaches, and fried dough.

juni pulls you both from stall to stall, cheeks flushed with joy.

“look, mama! look, mommy!”

she picks out fat red strawberries, bundles of wildflowers, a tiny jar of clover honey.

ellie leans close, whispering low by your ear, her breath warm against your skin:

“could spend every damn saturday just watchin’ my girls smile.”

later, the three of you sit beneath a big oak tree, sipping lemonade from paper cups. juniper falls asleep against ellie’s chest, her little hand fisted in her mama’s worn work shirt.

you lie beside them in the shade, watching ellie’s lashes flutter against sun-browned skin. she looks at you, a soft smile tugging her mouth.

“got more than i ever dreamed of,” she murmurs. “you. her. this whole life.”

you stroke your fingers through her hair, voice thick:

“so do i.”

by mid-afternoon, the sky bruises dark.

you and ellie race across the porch as fat drops begin to fall, giggling breathless. the thunder rolls low and deep across the fields.

inside, juni shrieks with glee, pressing her hands to the windows to watch the lightning.

“mama ellie, look!”

ellie crouches beside her, one arm curled around juniper’s waist. you settle on the couch behind them, wrapping them both in a worn quilt.

outside, rain batters the tin roof in a steady roar. the house feels small and safe - a little world unto itself.

ellie hums soft against your shoulder, an old song joel used to sing. you press your lips to her hair, breathing her in.

later, with the storm easing, you three curl in bed together, juniper nestled between you. ellie’s arm reaches across both of you, protective even in sleep.

and in the hush of the post-storm dark, your heart aches sweet and full:

this is it. this is everything.

one warm night, you put a record on while ellie’s finishing up the dishes.

the notes crackle soft - slow and sultry country blues.

ellie turns, eyebrow raised. “you tryna seduce me, darlin’?”

you grin, taking her hand. “might be.”

she pulls you into her arms right there in the kitchen, strong hands settling low on your waist. you sway together, bodies pressed close.

“you’re somethin’ else,” she breathes against your ear.

juni comes toddling in moments later, squealing. “dance with me too, mama!”

ellie grins wide, sweeping her up. “always, bug.”

the three of you spin and laugh beneath the old light fixture - the kitchen filled with joy, with love, with all the things that matter most.

down at the south pasture, ellie lifts juniper onto the gentle mare, hands steady on her waist.

“you hold on tight now, juni bug,” she says softly. “i got ya.”

you watch from the fence, heart in your throat.

ellie walks beside them, leading the mare slow and patient. she murmurs praise the whole way, her voice warm and low.

“that’s it. you’re doin’ so good.”

juni beams, waving at you proudly.

ellie catches your gaze, eyes shining, and you both know, without words:

we built this. we’re raisin’ this beautiful little life together.

that night, the house is quiet. juniper sleeps sound and sweet down the hall.

you and ellie curl beneath the quilt, her body warm against yours, her scent all hay and sun and salt.

ellie kisses you slow, deep - her tongue teasing yours, her thigh sliding between your legs.

“been wantin’ you all damn day,” she growls low.

your breath catches as her mouth trails down your neck, her hands rough beneath your nightgown.

“ellie-”

“shh, darlin’,” she soothes. “gonna take care of you real good.”

she strips you slow, reverent, her green eyes dark with hunger as she takes you in, bare beneath her.

“fuck, you’re so goddamn beautiful.”

she slides down between your thighs, lips soft and teasing over the inside of your knee, your inner thigh, making you writhe.

then her mouth is on you; hot, slow, relentless.

her tongue works you steady, her low groans vibrating through your core.

“god-ellie-” you cry, hips arching.

“that’s it, pretty girl. gimme all of it.”

she doesn’t stop until you come shaking beneath her, her name a broken moan from your lips.

but she’s not done.

she slides up your body, slick fingers teasing your entrance.

“wanna feel you ‘round me, darlin’. need it.”

she pushes two fingers deep, slow and sure, her thumb circling your clit.

you gasp, clutching her broad shoulders as she fucks you steady, her mouth hot at your ear:

“love you. love you so fuckin’ much.”

you come undone around her, sobbing her name, lost to the stars.

after, ellie gathers you close, kisses slow and soft.

“mine,” she whispers. “forever.”

you nod, voice thick:

“forever, cowboy.”

in the mornings, ellie brings you coffee in bed before dawn.

in the afternoons, she teaches juniper how to ride, strong and gentle by her side.

in the evenings, she kisses you soft on the porch swing, your daughter’s giggles echoing through the fields.

at night in the hush of your room, beneath the old quilt, she loves you with hands and mouth and heart, slow as the turning of the seasons.

this is the life you chose.

a house full of love.

a wife who touches you like you’re made of gold.

a daughter who lights the whole damn world.

and every day, every breath, you thank the stars you found them both.

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i believe in my heart that ellie simply cannot be quiet during sex.

ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY. I got you babe! Small blurb for this because im plotting so many things. Thanks so much for this, too!

minors + men DNI!! ᖭི༏ᖫྀ wc: 1.2k

If there was one thing Ellie Williams loved, it was tribbing.

That woman could spend an eternity in that position. The feeling of your warm skin against hers, your wet cunts feeding off the pleasure you provided each other, the desperate rutting of hips—all of it. There was something so intimate about the ritual, an intimacy a strap couldn’t accomplish. An intimacy that consisted of such deep rooted love and dedication—the locked eyes, the parted lips, the closeness. The kind of closeness that felt so different, felt so wrapped in its own warmth that it couldn’t even compare to anything else.

Sure, toys and straps were great—but what Ellie liked most was to be close. She loved how your bodies seemed to perfectly mold together, how every grind of her hips brought you a similar feeling, how the warmth of your body pulled her in and coaxed her to continue. It was addicting, for sure. She couldn’t get enough of it.

How could she when your cunts felt so perfect smooshed together?

You and Ellie were in her bed, the room was hotter than usual—or maybe it was just the heat between the two of you. You lost count of how many times you came, how many times you cried out and smashed your sopping pussy against hers and watched her fall apart.

Yet, you were at it again. “Fuckkk, baby. Just like that. Feels so good.” she moaned, raspy but uncontrolled.

You laid on her bed, legs spread and tangled with hers. Ellie was practically straddling you, her body more tilted to the right as she rutted her needy cunt against yours. She held onto your legs tightly, using them to help her move against you in a speed that had you both seeing stars. You thrusted your hips up against her, both of you groaning at the same time.

Ellie looked down at you, the sight of your parted lips and the baby hairs sticking to your forehead making her eyes soften in a way. You looked so pretty like that, the sight of your legs tangled with hers looked so right. The feeling of your cunts rubbing against each other frantically felt so natural, like a kiss that was waiting to happen. A contact you didn’t know you craved every night until you had it.

“Such a pretty girl, my pretty baby.” she praised, rubbing her clit against yours harder than intended to. The sound she let out was pathetic—a sound you’d only hear from her mouth during sex. When you two fucked, Ellie was extremely loud. She just couldn’t keep it in, you made her feel so good, the smallest things made her react.

So much for a monotone, sexy, girlfriend. No, she was all of those—just acted like a bitch in heat in bed.

You panted, weakly placing your hand on top of hers—the one that was holding your leg. Her fingers dug into your flesh, crescent shaped indents forming at the base of her short nails—but you didn’t even notice. How could you when your girlfriend’s pussy being pressed against yours. You both made eye contact, your eyes struggling to not travel north and hers unable to look away. You thrusted your hips up, making her gasp and let out a breathy moan that made your cunt pulse.

“God, Ellie. You feel so good..” you managed to pant out, voice a bit worn from crying her name all night. You continued rutting your hips against each other, sopping pussies sliding all over each other in a desperate way. Needy wasn’t even an accurate enough word. Your clits bumped at the perfect angle, lips kissing each other in the wettest kiss you had ever experienced. Probably because it wasn’t an oral kiss.

Ellie panted, her movements growing almost animalistic. She couldn’t stop, the stimulation was too heavenly. Your cunt felt so wet and perfect against hers, like it belonged there. The bed was starting to shake a bit from the force, springs crying and creaking in protest. Your tits bounced with every little thrust against you, thighs shaking against hers. Ellie was still wearing some kind of band-tee, she was too desperate to take it off earlier. Panties first of course!

“Yeah? Feeling good? Let me hear it, pretty.” she whispered, her voice practically losing all raspiness. It was all breathy, more needy and whiney. Ellie hung her head a bit, trying to hide the way her eyes fluttered and rolled back.

You just nodded—or tried to. Your head bobbled in place, hips finding a decent rhythm with hers. It was hard to do when she was fucking her pussy against yours with an intensity that made you feel limp.

God bless her stamina, because this was the most mouth watering experience of your life. She looked so pretty above you, sweat rolled down her forehead and forced small hairs to stick to her head and the back of her neck. The way she’d bite her lip to stay quiet but fail miserably when she got the perfect angle was so unfairly appealing.

“S-so fucking good Els, need you so bad.” you whined, feeling the same knot in your stomach you felt many times that night. But it felt stronger, each one did. They built off each other it seemed. Your eyes fluttered shut, allowing you to just feel.

Ellie moaned at your words, a similar tightening occurring in her abdomen. “You have me baby..a-all yours. Give it to me again..” she murmured, her voice pitching into whines at the end of her sentence. She kept her pace, unable to handle much more. Her breathing got even heavier if possible, head lifting for just a moment. “Cum for me..fuckin’ soak me even more.”

“I’m gonna cum..Ellie, Ellie!” you cried, head falling back against the pillows and your back arching almost painfully. Your orgasm hit you like a fucking tidal wave—a weak string and whine of her name fell from your lips like a chant, making her moan loudly in response. Your hole clamped around nothing, just squeezed juices out for her. You could feel your own wetness being rubbed all over your tired pussy, making it easier for her to go faster.

When your back arched, your overstimulated cunt pressed against hers in a way that was almost painful. But it was enough for Ellie. “Oh, baby..s-shit, shit, shit!..” she whined, hips rutting desperately against yours as she came. The cry she let out echoed, the neighbors probably hated you guys from how many times she moaned like that. It sounded like something from a porno, something you wouldn’t expect to hear on a Sunday night. Her back arched slightly, head tilted back until her cute nose was pointed towards the ceiling fan—the whole ordeal.

You both panted, pussies still pressed against each other in a tight bond. The feeling was so warm, you didn’t want to let it go even if your nerves were screaming for a break.

Ellie managed to peel herself away for a brief moment, just to change the position. Your legs were spread in a humiliating way, and she straddled you again. When your poor pussies made contact again, you both whined.

“Give me another one baby. Please, I just need to feel you one more time.”

tags!! <333 @valeisaslut @eriiwaiii2 @hyperbabes @usuck @haithone @yunaversalluv @smaugayra @andiemiaswife

IM SO SORRYYY this is short. I’ll incorporate more loud Ellie in future fics, promise!

[reapons]

how loser!ellie eats out

✧.* i imagine ellie as a sub!top or switch, i also think she’s a big munch, and will beg for it and not ask for anything back. she literally just wants to taste you.

✧.* she kisses down your body so softly, paying extra attention to your boobs because, well she’s a boobs girl. suckling gently on your nipple, then once she’s satisfied they’re taken care of she kisses down your stomach (she probably saw it on an old romance movie she found on patrol).

✧.* she’s kinda shy, especially the first few times you did it. she tries making eye contact as she flicks her tongue over you, but gets embarrassed and closes them.

✧.* she rests an arm over your stomach as she stuffs her tongue in your pussy, keeping your hips from bucking.

✧.* she eats it like a STARVED woman. best food in the apocalypse, and it’s all for her.

✧.* i think of her as a fingerbanger, so she has to include them in the combination, looking up at you as she slips her fingers into you slowly.

✧.* she giggles when you get close, squeezing your thighs against her head, but the sound is muffled as it only eggs her on to go harder, wanting nothing more than to taste you coming undone.

✧.* when you come, she laps at it until it’s all down her throat, then comes up to your level to kiss you. gently pressing her fingertips into your mouth, as you pull them in, sucking them gently as she stares at you in awe.

[reapons]

“ yes ma’am . ”

robin buckley x fem ! afab ! reader

summary :: you’ve both been thinking about trying out a strap for awhile , and you finally gave in .

warnings :: SMUT , reader has vagina , grinding , oral ( f receiving ) , use of strap ( f receiving ) , praise kink , like- sweet dirty talk … ? , pet names ( sweet girl and baby ) think that’s it !! :3

you were sat on your couch in your pajamas , waiting for robin to knock on the door . every friday robin came over after work , it was their little tradition . your parents always worked nights on fridays .

your eyes were getting slightly heavy when you heard a knock on the door , you sprung up from the couch and opened the door . there was a huge smile on robins face when she walked in , she took you in her arms and pulled you flush against her .

you hugged her back , whimpering once something bumped against your clit . you looked down , seeing a slight bulge in robins pants . that’s when you looked up at her , her smile still as big as before . “ really ? you got one ? ” you exclaimed , smiling hard .

robin nodded , her hands on your waist and pulling you back against her . you hummed softly , reaching up to kiss her as your hands cupped her face .

she smiled into the kiss , then pulling back . “ cmon . ” she said suggestively , nodding to your bedroom upstairs . you nodded , and you both walked up the stairs .

as soon as the door shut , robin pushed you against it . she kissed you roughly , quickly pulling your clothes off . she started down your neck , leaving little love bites as she went .

she walked you over to the bed , laying down as you straddled her . you leaned down , continuing to make out with her .

you still feel the bulge against your clit , starting to grind down on it . robin grabs your hips , helping you . you whimper into her mouth as her hands trail up and down your back , grabbing you in the right places.

that’s when she breaks the kiss , panting softly . “ s- sit on the bed . ” she stutters softly . she stands up and starts to unbutton her belt , revealing a purple strap .

“ awe , my favorite color . how fucking sweet . ” you say smugly , pulling her down on top of you and shoving your lips together . you whimper into the kiss , bucking your hips up .

“ jesus , eager much ? ” robin laughs , her hand sliding under your waistband . she sucks in a breath at your wetness . your panties are quickly pulled off as she pulls your body to the edge of the bed .

she quickly got on her knees . her tongue immediately moved up your folds , tasting your arousal as her lips wrapped around your clit . your back arched , moaning at the feeling .

she pulled back , looking up at you . she easily inserted two digits into you . she bit her lip , studying your expression . “ think you’re ready ? ” she said sweetly

you nod , but she shakes her head and laughs softly . “ need to hear you say it . ”

you groan , looking down at her . “ i’m ready , please . ” whimpering at her .

robin smiles , “ yes ma’am . ” laying you back . she lines up with you entrance , keeping her eyes on yours . “ i’ll go slow at first , tell me when to speed up . ” she says softly as the toy eases into you . your lips part and you let out a sigh , your thighs trying to close .

robin laughs softly , still easing into you while she keeps your legs open . her length is fully inside you . you whimper softly , looking up at her and nodding .

she smiles , starting to thrust slowly in and out of you . her hands are on your hips , holding herself steady . one of your hands wrapping around her wrist as your eyes close . she laughs at the action , speeding up her pace slightly .

you hum , looking up at her with your lips parted as she hits your g spot . you moan , your head leaning back as your legs squeeze her waist .

she smiles , tilting her head . “ close ? ” she says in the sweetest tone ever , you almost melt .

you nod . “ t- talk to me . ” you say in a breathy tone , panting as you look up at her . you’re trying to hold yourself together .

she smiles sweetly , one hand moving down to rub your clit . you start trembling , panting and looking up at robin . “ it’s okay sweet girl , you can do it . cmon . ”

you whine , nodding and looking up at her . “ you’re so close baby , so close . cum for me love , i know you can . ” she says softly .

you whimper , nodding and twitching . “ gonna cum ? yeah ? cum for me , come on sweet girl . ”

you moan , an orgasm ripping through you as your back arches . your head is thrown back . you pant and whimper , hand still gripping to robin . she’s still inside of you , her thrusts slow and delicate as she helps you ride it out .

you look up at her and smile sweetly . she giggles , tilting her head . “ gonna pull out now , okay ? ” she says softly . you nod .

A / N : waaahooo this was so cutesies anyways love love love thank ya !!

tagging gf cus she’s my baby :: @humlover2000

[reapons]

robin likes to hold your hand. any moment she can slip her fingers through yours, even for just a second, she will! she loves how soft your hands are. how they always smell sweet and fruity. how warm they are. but mostly how they fit perfectly within hers. when watching movies she likes to nuzzle her cheek against the back of your palm and press soft little kisses along them. holding your hand makes her feel closer to you and there's not a second that goes by where she doesn't want you close to her ᡣ𐭩

[reapons]

helll yes .

Ok ok last one for tonight I promise (maybe🤭) but I’m thinking about car sex with Robin

Driving the highway home and you’re getting all needy with Robins hand on your thigh so you pull it down further, under your skirt to your panties. She gives a lil groan at how wet you are and then decides to pull off on the next scenic outlook.

She parks away from any other cars and grabs your neck to kiss you, whispering “couldn’t wait till we got home? My needy girl”

Let’s go if you only to climb into the middle seat in the back and beckons you after her. You follow eagerly as she undoes her belt and zipper. Y’all makeout for a hot minute, you grinding on her strap before she finally pulls it out of her pants and pushes your panties to the side so you can ride her. And you do, bouncing up and down on her lap, Robin’s hands lazily holding onto your hips until she decides to take your top and bra off so she can watch your tits bounce with you, taking turns sucking on each pert nipple as you work her strap to find your release🥵

OK IM DONE NOW I SWEAR (this one got long oops)

𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟

-r.b. x reader

summary: the car ride back home with your girlfriend turns into something more…(lesbian sex in the back of her car) (1.7k)

warnings: SMUT!! (mdni), semi-public sex/car sex, strap-ons (reader receiving), nipple play, dirty talk, pet names (baby, good girl), praise kink, for the sake of this fic robin does have a license!

a/n: @maladaptive-day-dreams i finally wrote this! this has been in my inbox for a hot minute (6 months?) so it was about time! as always i couldn’t be arsed to beta read lmao

perhaps you should’ve seen it coming from the moment her hand first landed on your thigh. robin’s eyes had been on the road ahead, one hand holding the wheel, delicate fingers drumming to the rhythm of whatever tape she’d put on whilst the other found its way onto your skin.

or maybe long before, when you’d been by the lake where you’d spent the day, and she couldn’t keep her eyes off of you the entire time, tracing the shape of your outline with her hungry gaze.

she probably would’ve gone down on you right then and there if she had the chance.

now, with the sun setting outside and the two of you being the only people in the car, she’s making good use of it. you feel the cold metal of her rings against the warm flesh of your inner thigh, where she’s tracing circles upon it.

“you’re so pretty, you know?” she rasps, eyes still on the road. you let out a shuddered breath, your legs parting further on their own accord. robin’s gaze darts towards them momentarily and her tongue flicks out to wet her lips at the sight.

still, she seems to be keeping her teasing at a low for now. her fingers don’t reach any further up your leg, they just linger so close yet so far from where you want her.

instead of whining for her to touch you some more, you take matters into your own hands: reaching for her fingers, you pull them under your skirt so that she can feel the heat radiating from your center herself.

you catch her eyes widening when she sucks in a breath at the feeling of your wetness coating her fingertips, no panties or any other barrier in her way.

“fuck” robin mutters. you grind against her instinctively (and to tease her some more), hips rutting back and forth on her leather seat to rub yourself against her index- and middle finger.

“baby” she croaks. by now, her gaze is constantly darting from the road and back at you. it’s a sight robin wouldn’t want to miss out on: your head thrown back and your hand tightening around her wrist as you use her to get off like this.

“fuck it” she finally says, pulling off on the next scenic outlook you guys pass. by the time she parks the car the sun has pretty much set and even though there’s no one else around, you’re grateful for the extra coverage of the night.

the second the engine is off, she grabs you by the neck and kisses you hungrily.

“couldn’t even wait till we get home?” she murmurs as she removes the hand from underneath your skirt and pulls her fingers apart. your wetness is evident on each digit. “my needy girl”

you can’t help but whine, earning yourself a pleased grin from robin.

“backseat” she commands. “now”

immediately, you’re crawling into the backseat of her car. it’s awkward and you’re but stumbling over the other’s limbs but she makes up with kisses to your mouth and laughter you taste right from the source and muffle with your own lips.

once she’s sitting on the middle seat, legs spread slightly, and you’re lingering above her with one leg on either side of her thighs, you understand why she was so stubborn about not joining you in the lake earlier. why she insisted on keeping the denim shorts on, instead of undressing into beach wear like the rest of you: you can feel the bulge of her strap nudging your center.

“didn’t have time to pack this morning” she explains with a toothy grin. “didn’t know how else to get this to your house without anyone noticing”

you lean down to kiss her once more. “get it out” you murmur against her lips, your own hands already reaching for her belt. she helps you undo it, skilled fingers pulling it off before unzipping her pants. your mouth practically waters when she kicks them off, leaving her in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, the bulge even more evident now.

robin pulls your weight down so that you’re straddling it, the silicone cock pressing against you through the fabric of her underwear. she runs her hands up your back, pulls up your top and discards it quickly.

“smooth” you grin against her lips, fingers fumbling with the buttons of your skirt.

“no” robin shakes her head and removes your hands. “leave it on”

you raise a brow at her and tilt your head.

“it’s so hot” she admits under her breath.

she does have a point, you figure. riding her in the back of her car in your mini skirt without any panties on is hot. so instead of protesting, you go back to kissing her.

your hips start grinding against the toy without you even noticing. only when robin puts one hand to your hip and the other up your skirt once more, you become aware of your desperate rutting.

“robbie” you whine. she hushes you, running her index through your wetness before pushing two fingers into your heat. your eyes roll back immediately.

“robbie please” you find yourself babbling as she scissors and parts those two fingers inside you, making sure you’re nice and open for her. “i’m ready. i can take it. please”

“mhm i know” she hums against the crook of your neck, where she’s sucking marks you’ll probably have to cover up for the next couple of weeks. “that’s my girl”

the praise goes straight to your center and you feel the vibrations of her low chuckle when you flutter around her.

finally, she seems to have enough of the teasing too. she leans back against the seat enough for her to pull the strap free from her boxers, using what’s left of your wetness to coat it and lube it up.

you watch as she pumps her fist along its length for a moment before she finally lets go, leaving the toy glistening with your arousal.

“come on” robin says, guiding you to linger right above it. “sit”

and you do. your breath comes out ragged when you lower yourself down onto her cock, feeling it push into you inch by inch until she’s pushed it in as far as it’ll go and your bodies are nestled together.

“good?” she whispers, forehead pressed against yours while her eyes are watching where her cock as slid into your body.

“mhm” you tell her with a firm nod of your head.

“ready to move?” her hands hold onto your hips, rings digging into the skin as the toy presses against your walls just right. you can feel her everywhere and for a moment you wish she could feel you too; around her, sucking her into your wetness hungrily. the stretch of it is all consuming, it makes your lashes flutter and you feel embarrassingly close already.

you nod again.

“alright baby, come on” robin instructs. “ride me”

you do as you’re told, put your hands down on her shoulders as you lift your weight up before slamming it right back down. the feeling of her cock against your g spot has you seeing stars immediately and you find yourself moaning in relief.

robin meets your thrusts, lifts her hips a little reach time you drop back onto the strap so it hits all the right spots. you’re bouncing on it in no time, the sounds of it sliding into you echoing through the small space of her car.

“holy shit, baby” robin grunts from beneath you, watching you through heavy lidded eyes. your grip around her shoulders tightens as you try to move faster, chase that heavenly height of cumming around the toy.

she reaches out as you keep riding her, hungry to have just a little more of you. she fumbles with the clasps of your bra. it takes her a moment, especially with the constant movement, but eventually she manages to take it off.

your breasts are right in front of her face like this and her mouth is on them immediately, kissing and sucking on your pebbled nipples as they bounce for her.

your orgasm is building quickly now. you’d been close from rubbing yourself raw against her hand already, but with her strap buried inside you to the hilt and her lips sucking on your chest for dear life, pleasure takes over entirely.

“robin” you cry. “robin, baby- i’m so close”

“yeah?” she rasps teasingly, one hand reaching between your thighs to rub your clit in slow circles.

“yeah” you nod, both eyes closed as you lose yourself in the feeling.

her nose brushes over your chest as she breathlessly watches your thighs shaking for her.

“don’t stop” you beg, regardless of the fact that you know she won’t. “don’t fucking stop baby, fuck. feels so good”

a harsh press of robin’s fingers against your clit and her hushed words of “cum for me. be a good girl and cum for me” is what sends you over the edge.

“fuckfuckfuck” is all you manage, over and over again like your only prayer. it’s all you can say before your orgasm rips through you. the force of it would’ve pushed the strap right out of you it wasn’t for her hands holding you down against her to guide you through it. your hips are moving back and forth, whines and moans spilling from your throat.

“holy shit” robin mutters beneath you. “holy fucking shit, baby”

your body goes slack and you fall against her, whilst her cock is still inside you. she soothes you immediately, wrapping her arms around you as she whispers sweet praise against your temple.

“you did so good baby. fuck. so, so good”

the two of you stay like this for a while, enough for you to catch your breath and ground yourself. just enough for you to find your top and pull it on and for robin to zip her jeans up before the two of you spot headlights in the rear view mirror.

„shit!“ robin exclaims, immediately climbing back to the front, her belt dangling loosely from her jeans. „shit shit shit!“

you laugh as the engine howls to life and she drives off before anyone can catch the steamy windows of her car.

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"Pretty..."

Robin pokes the point of her index finger into the plush warmth of your cheek and stares up at you in awe as her gaze darts hastily around your face in admiration. Cupping your face to guide your attention from the movie to her she lets her thumb absentmindedly drag against your bottom lip, the corner of your lips curl up at the feeling and your cheeks heat at her incredibly intense gawking.

Your fingers find their way into her hair gently combing them through little knots throughout the wavy strands; scratching your black polished nails at her scalp in a way the makes her sigh with unexpected relief.

When you finally make eye contact with her, her pink lips part and her cheeks flush. You laugh, "I thought you wanted my attention-," You lift a brow in amusement and tease, "What are you gettin' shy about hm?"

Your girlfriends head drops onto your chest, her hands moving to tightly wrap around your torso and fingers digging into your back, as she grumbles. "Sh-Shut up."

The smile never leaves your face as you kiss the top of her head and move your attention back to the movie as Robin still stays face first into your chest continuing the stutter and and grumble in unnecessary embarrassment.

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forbidden .

robin buckley x fem ! afab ! reader

summary :: your parents found out about you and robin , now you have to find other ways to see eachother . . .

warnings :: reader with vagina ( oo la la !! ) , fingering ( f receiving ) , smut , established relationship , she / her pronouns , iiii thinks that’s it ???

NSFW 18+ MDNI !!

fuck , this wasn’t good . your parents found out about you and robin seeing each other . they were beyond pissed . you were completely forbidden from seeing robin . no calling , no hanging out , no parties … you thought your life was absolutely fucking over , everything sucked and you were so mad . you had your head wrapped around it the entire day .

you were winding down , reading a book so you could go to sleep . when for some weird god damn reason your window opened ? your room is on the second floor , what the hell is that ? you were scared shitless .

of course , that’s when robin tumbles through the window . you gasp , the sound making a decently loud thud . “ robin ?? what the fuck ?? ” you mutter , running over to help her onto her feet .

“ oh- oh my god i’m so fucking sorry . i wanted to be romantic- or something ? that was so corny jesus - i don’t know i missed you i needed to see you and i couldn’t use the front door ya know because of your parents and the only thing i could think of was like coming through the window like i’ve seen in movies so i just did that and - ” robins stupid rambling is cut off by your lips on hers . robin hums softly , relaxing and putting her hands on your hips . your hands are cupping her face .

you pull back , looking her in the eyes and laughing . “ jesus christ that scared the shit out of me ! ” you smile , shoving robin playfully . she grabs a hold of your hips , pulling you back flush against her and giggling .

robin pulls you back in for a kiss , an arm wrapping around your waist and the other on your cheek . her kisses trail down , kissing your jawline then down to your neck . she leads you over to your bed , you lay back once the back of your knees hit the mattress .

robin continues kissing your neck , biting softly but not hard enough to make a mark , she knows better . she laughs against your neck , helping you to take your shirt off . “ mm- missed you . ” she hums softly before kissing down your chest .

robin starts to help you out of your pants , sliding your sleep shorts down to pool at your ankles . her hand wastes no time to slide between your bodies . she feels your arousal through your panties , then snorts softly before sliding her hand under your waistband . “ jesus- .. it’s only been five damn minutes . ”

robin quickly finds your entrance , her fingers circling it . she looks up at you . “ two ? ”

you nod quickly , your head falling back and eyes fluttering shut as her fingers ease into you . you whine at the feeling , pulling a giggle from robin .

her fingers thrust in and out of you as she kisses your neck , talking to you ever so often . “ good ? ” she asks many times . poor girl is very inexperienced , she just wants to make you feel good .

as robin curls her fingers inside you , her finger tips brush your g spot . your walls clench around her as you whimper . she laughs against your neck again , continuing to thrust her fingers into the spot .

you whine , gripping robins hair as you grind against her palm . “ f - fuck . robin , c - can i . . ? ” you whisper , needing the release .

she smiles against your neck “ of course . ” she hums , keeping her pace .

you pant as you reach your climax , moaning into robins ear as quietly as possible . she helps you ride out your orgasm , a shit eating grin on her face as she kisses you . she pulls her fingers out , taking them into her mouth .

she helps you put your clothes back on , getting you into bed . she kisses your forehead then smiles . “ love you . ” she says quietly before clumsily climbing out the window .

this is so me and my gf 💔💔

anywhooo i hope u enjoyed !! 💝

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this is so my gf

robin buckley is inexperienced, but god is she eager to learn. she’s clumsy, she rambles nervously, but when you guide her hand between your thighs, she stutters into silence, completely unsure what to say as she touches your pussy for the first time.

her cheeks are flushed, eyes wide with curiosity. she runs her fingers gently over your wetness, and smiles when you twitch beneath her.

“does that feel good?” she asks, her voice low, raspy. “am i doing it right?”

“feels nice,” you reply. “but, here, lemme—”

you guide her hands, helping her find your hole and your clit, moan when she slips the first finger inside of you, slow and gentle.

her other hand rubs soft circles on your clit, and robin watches in awe as you squirm and whine beneath her.

“so hot,” she breathes.

you keen under her compliment, her touch.

robin may not have a lot of experience, but she’s a fast learner. it doesn’t take her long to discover the best ways to make you cum.

afterwards, she’s eager to learn more, like how your pussy tastes.

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* about *

hiyas i’m kie !! i’m a 19 y/o lesbian who goes by she / her .

i lava my gf more than anyone :3 !!

on this blog i will be writing fics that will contain smut , i know i will not be able to stop the tiny lesbian critters from reading unfortunately BUT for the love of god this is 18+ and MEN DO NOT INTERACT !!! i don’t like you !!!

requests will always be open , feel free to ask for any WOOOOOOOMAN !!! i lava boobies so bad .

here are some characters i will be writing for :

𖦹 robin buckley - stranger things

𖦹 nancy wheeler - stranger things

𖦹 lara croft - tomb raider

𖦹 natalie scatorccio - yellowjackets

𖦹 shauna shipman - yellowjackets

𖦹 lottie matthews - yellowjackets

𖦹 ellie williams - the last of us

𖦹 abby anderson - the last of us

a masterlist will be up once i start posting !! :3

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this fits too good

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congrats my darling!! you deserve it 🥺

🍪 could i request a nsfw alphabet with robin? 💖

𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚’𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 // omg tysm love, of course u can!!! i have answered a few of these questions about her so i just copy-n-pasted my previous answers for some xoxo

a: aftercare (what they’re like after sex) very cuddly, rambles a lot about how much fun it was and how hot you are, giggles at the messy sheets, and probably wants to stay up talking after.

b: body part (their favourite body part of theirs/their partner’s) to quote steve harrington, "you like boobies" ... robin likes boobies but also thighs.

c: cum (anything to do with cum basically) robin gets really wet, which she initially thought was a bad thing until you assure her that it's a really good thing.

d: dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs) the obvious answer would just be her liking girls but if you’re fucking her, you already know that, sooo i’d say its maybe her inexperience - robin prides herself on her intelligence and ability to get shit done regardless of her nerves, but admitting that she has never even kissed anyone is something she would be embarrassed to do, especially if she’s trying to impress you

e: experience (how experienced are they?) she is completely inexperienced, like, has never even kissed a girl before you!

f: favorite position (this goes without saying) robin likes to have you sit on her face, or to just lay between your thighs. if a strap is involved, she likes to fuck with whoever's being penetrated on top.

g: goofy (are they more serious/humorous?) tries to be serious but ends up giggling and being silly

h: hair (how well groomed are they are, etc.) robin isn't big on shaving but she does definitely keep herself trimmed.

i: intimacy (how they are during the moment) robin is giggly, talkative, and completely lovestruck.

j: jack off (masturbation headcanons) robin really doesn't masturbate?? she's inexperienced and a little behind when it comes to sexual awakenings - she figured out she was a lesbian like two years ago, ok?? and she doesn't really understand...how...and would probably need to read it in a book or have it demonstrated on her.

k: kink (one or more of their kinks) personally, i don’t see robin as super kinky, or at least, she’s not super experienced/informed and therefore wouldn’t know much about what she’s into. however, i can see her being into dom/sub dynamics (i think she’s more of a sub) and some of the more common things like edging and praise. i also think she has a tickle kink but that is just me projecting ajdkdjkdf...

l: location (favorite places to do it) robin would never risk getting caught in public, for many reasons, so her favorite place to do it is in bed - classic, comfortable, intimate, and safe from prying eyes

m: motivation (what turns them on, gets them going?) robin is turned on by just about everything you do, but she is motivated by the idea of pleasuring you, like, getting down on her knees to go down on you like a woman starved. she has a people-pleasing tendancy that definitely extends to the bedroom.

n: no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) robin doesn't like behind restrained or hurt in the bedroom, mostly because of the whole russian spy thing, but even without the added trauma, it just really isn't her thing.

o: oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) robin loves oral sex from both ends. she prefers it to fingering and before getting more sexually involved, i feel like she didn't really consider that straps were a thing and assumed oral was the best-case scenario.

p: pace (are they fast and rough/slow and sensual?) robin likes to take things slow. when she's nervous, her instinct is to be frenzied, so she prefers to calm herself and do everything slow to savor it.

q: quickie (their opinions on quickies) robin prefers to just have sex in a more typical, vanilla way. in bed, take things slow, lots of kisses...so nah, quickies aren't her thing.

r: risk (are they game to experiment?) robin is down to experiment with most things, but she prefers to stay in her comfort zone most of the time, since sex is still new and intimdating for her.

s: stamina (how many rounds can they go for/long do they last?) robin is able to go for a long time, and can have multiple orgasms like most vagina-owners can - she can keep at it for a while.

t: toy (do they own toys/use them? on a partner/themselves?) robin is rlly into toys!! she loves strap-ons, whether that’s being fucked by one or fucking someone else. vibrators are also great, she has a tiny one of her own that she masturbates with, but using it with a partner would unlock a whole new world of fun!!

u: unfair (how much they like to tease) robin isn't good at trying to be a tease, because she will likely give in before her partner, lol.

v: volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make) robin is loud and talks a lot, she can’t help it - it’s sometimes nervous rambling and sometimes mindless babbling from pleasure

w: wild card (a random headcanon) self-indulgent one here, apologies - robin is super ticklish and often will accidentally laugh and twitch during sex when you touch her too gently or in a senstive spot. luckily, that isn't a turn-off for her, it just flusters her, so if you didn't mind, it could be something fun to play with...

x: x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants) robin has a pretty bush, it's dark and doesn't match the curtains yknow?? her pussy is a dark pink and gets wet so easily, she's almost always glistening by the time her pants are off and you can spread her lips...

y: yearning (how high is their sex drive?) robin has been yearning for a relationship for so long, when she finally has it, she wants to fuck whenever humanly possible. it's not even that her sex drive is high, it's more like trying to make up for lost time.

z: zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) robin is pretty hyper and struggles to sleep most nights anyway, and sex doesn't really tire her out as much as it probably should, so she'll be down to stay up and hang out afterwards.

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Imagine robins rings getting caught in your hair when your eating her out...

Like your between her legs, trying to pull as many moans from her as possible and her fingers run through your hair, tightening and ruffling and when she cums her thighs squeeze the sides of your head. She's come down from her high and tries to pull her hand from your hair but it pulls and she laughs "ohh sorry baby" she smiles and sits up to untangle the chains and intricate medal designs from your hair.

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scissoring with robin for the first time...

Robin's hand guides your knees, so one is beside her waist and the other under her thigh. "just...grind" she mutters, breaths quiet but fast. you look down at her and smile to yourself. her cheeks are all flushed, her T-shirt pushed up just below her tits. you grind your cunt down into hers. you moan quietly, robin whimpers and her hand comes up to lightly touch her lips. she was trying to keep quiet. you grind down again, wet slippery smooth skin smushing against each other. "cmon...ah-" robin stumbles over her words. "yeah you've g- hmm got it" she groans and her other hand goes down to hold your thigh, stroking up and down. her eyes are glued to the space where you two connect. she watches how when you lift, little strings of slick stick between you. wet sounds fill the room as you begin to rut your pussy against hers faster. her eyes squint and you can tell it's harder for her to keep quiet. you moan, head lulling back. robin takes the opportunity and grabs onto your hair, directing you down where she wanted you. she kisses you sloppily, saliva smearing across your lips. she moans in your mouth and grabs your hips "fuck. go- ugh go fucking faster" she mumbles. you desperately bump your clit against hers. over and over, your heads all fuzzy. "hah ah fuck" robin moans and you feel, through all the wetness, her clit begins to twitch. "don't stop" she huffs out, nails digging into your hips as she grinds up against you. "you gonna cum robin?" you whisper, out of breath. she squeaks out a tiny "mhm!" before her thighs shake beside you and then squeeze around you. her body tenses, her mouth agape in a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut. when she relaxes you feel a new wetness spread between you, runs doing your thigh. you smile and slow down. robin opens her eyes and smiles at you. "I fucking love you.." she smiles.

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this pic is doing unspeakable things to me

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#ethel cain #perverts