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Mads x reader, some somno please??

Madison just couldn't help herself when it came to you. She needed to help herself to your pretty form, even when you were asleep. That was the price of being so eager to agree to being her free use toy, she would absolutely take advantage of it whenever she wanted.

By now, she barely had to work to spread your thighs wide open for her, your body answering her hands instinctively and automatically. When you were in that first pocket of unconscious sleep, you never knew who was really in control of your limbs anyway. Did it matter, when a minute later Madison would settle between your thighs and her hot breath would tickle at your flesh as her tongue fluttered against you. There was something about how innocent and peaceful you were in your sleep, even with those sweet little sounds leaving your lips, that just made the blonde ache to turn you into a sloppy mess before her cock even touched you.

Her scorching tongue circled your clit when it wasn't delving into your pussy, demanding you drip down her chin and down to the sheets. It wasn't until you were pitifully rocking your hips and starting to stir too much that she pulled away, having teased you with little micro-orgasms that were nowhere near relieving and instead stoked your need hotter.

Only then did Madison kneel between your spread legs and drag her cock along your soaked cunt before slowly pushing into you, grinning down at you as your eyes blinked open hazily. "Shh, it's okay babydoll. You can go back to sleep if you want, I just couldn't resist." Already, her hips started to move, thrusting as deeply into your cunt as she possibly could to leave you drunk on the fullness.

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Can you do cockwarming with Brooke? (If you’re ok with it)

Brooke's soft gasps made you twitch inside her each time. You couldn't help it, it had started innocently enough, cuddled up to her in bed as you watched tv. Protesting the cold weather, you had buried your face in her neck and she had been the one to reach back and guide your cock into her sweet cunt. Maybe you should have known, given that she had been teasing you by grinding her ass back against you for an entire episode now, but it always came as a surprise when your girlfriend decided she wanted to cockwarm you.

It was also a silent challenge; who could go longer without needing to move, to ride the other and drown out the television with sultry, filthy moans. You had a healthy amount of pride, it was always kept in check by your libido, particularly whenever Brooke was around you. It was unfair when she pressed back against you, her back flush against the warmth of your chest, and purposely clenched around you.

A low groan pulled from your lips, your teeth grazing her shoulder in subtle retaliation to make her shiver. Your hand's grip on her hip tightened, and the way it made her head hit the pillow to expose the expanse of her neck to you made it worth losing. Your lips made the first contact with her neck, worshipping kisses before you sucked your mark harshly onto her flesh, your hips rolling perhaps a little too eagerly at marking your territory.

Brooke's hand reached back, grasping for your ass to pull you closer, deeper. "Fuck me, babe," her breathless voice was whiny, her hips now subtly chasing the leisurely roll of your own. "You feel too good inside me not to be fucking me open."

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Fave AHS character?

That's a tough one! Probably a toss up between Misty and Cordelia on any given day.

But I also really like Fiona, Madison, Nora, Brooke and Violet. And March...

Also I haven't seen all of them so 🫣

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pretty please: madison walking in on her gf pleasing herself, madison watches for a little, gf says her name - up to you if gf knows she's being watched or not!

You didn't hear her footsteps, your eyes closed in self-inflicted bliss as Madison came to a stop in the doorway. Your thighs were open, your fingers between them to dance circles on your clit the way your girlfriend loved to so frequently whenever she lounged behind you with your back flush against her chest. Little taps broke the patterns, made you gasp and mewl as your head turned to shyly nuzzle against her pillow.

Madison watched you in silent hunger, her throat dry and pupils blown with desire as you made yourself feel divine in her plush bed. The door had been wide open, as if you'd wanted her to catch you, and now that she had, she didn't know what to do with herself.

Not until her name bled from your lips in a desperate plea, so broken and needy that she couldn't keep herself from stalking closer, from breaking her silence. "Go on, babydoll, make that pretty cunt cum for me."

The sudden sound of her voice startled your eyes open, and your cheeks flushed immediately, but your fingers couldn't stop. You were already so close to your orgasm, and Madison watching you with hungry eyes as she closed the distance between the two of you only served to amplify your need. Her lips collided with yours, harsh and hungry, a low groan swallowed by your mouth as you chased your orgasm for her.

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Something for either Brooke or Maddison with breeding kink semi public sex?

"Shhh, that's it babe. You don't want anyone to figure out what's going on, do you?" Brooke's voice was low and soft in your ear, her hot breath tickling your skin and sending goosebumps along your spine. Reduced to a whining mess, all you could do was shake your head in response to her question.

Brooke had you bent over, your arms resting on the flat pane of the open window as your head and shoulders poked out into the sunshine. Strong, soothing hands gripped your bare hips, anchoring you to her safe presence. Below you, people filtered through the street and carried on with their day without any knowledge of your existence, let alone your predicament. No one expect you and Brooke knew that she had your lower half flush against the wall, pinned helplessly with her cock buried so deep inside you, you could barely breathe without seeing stars, but someone could glance skyward and see your fucked-out expression any time her hips thrust.

"Dirty little thing," she teased, nipping at your shoulder before covering the skin between it and your neck in a dozen little kisses. "Hanging out the window, moaning like the sweetest toy so someone will hear you and get to see the moment this pretty pussy is bred full."

That had a choked moan strangling from your lips, a higher whimper following it as your hips weakly rocked back against hers, earning a low chuckle. "What is it, angel? You like that idea? Maybe I should yell down there, tell everyone to watch you cum on my cock while I fuck you dizzy, what do you think? Think they'd like seeing me pump you full of cum?"

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HI THERE bit of a wild card but -- would you be okay writing madison being in absolute awe and love and obsessed with her pregnant gf? some lactation/breastfeeding would be stellar ♡

of course! thanks so much for writing in!

Madison's eyes followed you everywhere you went, lingering on you like she just couldn't keep her gaze off you when you were around her. And she couldn't, just as she couldn't keep her hands off you; simple caresses, playing with your hands, rubbing your back. She had already been addicted to you before the pregnancy, but she was downright obsessed now.

"You're just so pretty," she'd purr between kisses as she lavished affection on you, "I can't just keep it to myself."

Madison was especially helpful when you were aching; getting you in a hot bath and massaging your shoulders while she kept you company, rubbing lotion on your growing stomach as you fretted about the stretch marks and your skin, massaging your breasts as they grew full and sore.

You weren't entirely sure, but you had a suspicion that last one was her favorite. She had been in love with your tits before, but you swore you could see her eyes grow as they did. The snugness of your shirts, anything that showed just a bit of cleavage, and she was upon you, arms around you as her warm caresses traveled your form. As time passed, your breasts started to leak, warm droplets of milk that would leave your bra damp and your cheeks flushed at the indignance of it.

"I want to taste you." It was blunt even if her voice was soft as a whisper beside your ear. "You look so sweet and full and I bet it'll help."

Madison's tongue was tracing the shell of your ear in that way that made it difficult to say no. The softest moan granted her permission, and she pressed you back into the pillows so you would relax. Her hair tickled your skin as her head lowered to your chest, her hand slowing in her kneading of your breast to let the tip of her tongue sample you from where your milk had dampened her flesh. Before you could get shy, her lips were on your nipple, sucking gently as the pad of her tongue lapped experimentally against you.

Hormones had left you particularly sensitive, your back arching from the bed as your fingers tangled in her hair to pull her closer to your overheated flesh. A sweet moan trembled from your lips as Madison sucked again, her fingers squeezing your thigh firmly.

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Madison with a touch starved gf who loves cuddling

You'd never really expected Madison to be overly affectionate when she complained so much about couples and PDA any time you accompanied her to the mall or even a house party. It would seem that you were the exception to her distain, however, as she would pull you a step closer, glide her cheek against yours like a cat marking her territory before leaving a lipstick stain on your skin or collar.

Her hands nearly always play with your fingers, even now as your back rested against her chest and her arms wrapped around you. She never seemed to tire of your hunger for her touch, if anything delighting in the way you lit up when she appeared and pulled you close to her.

Madison's lips travel your shoulder slowly, her fingers spinning one of your rings absently. You melted into the warmth of her body, half-listening to the movie that played on the television that you'd both long ago forgotten about. Your head turned so you could steal a kiss from full lips, feeling her smile against you.

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perhaps something for madison’s reaction/the aftermath of what happens with reader and madison after the whole cheating situation with brooke? the first part had me invested 🙏

The next time you saw Madison, Brooke was still in your room. You didn't know exactly how many hours had passed, but your girlfriend was asleep and your roommate was just coming back home from one of her many solitary adventures. Madison was like a cat, coming and going as she pleased without any semblance of explanation.

"So, you good to continue where we left off?" Madison smirked at you, making a point of letting her gaze slowly roam your body and the fresh marks Brooke had left. You weren't sure if she was joking or not, but you gave her a firm look.

"Mads, I have a girlfriend, there's no fucking way that can happen again. Look, when we were both single, it was fun and-"

"Oh my god, shut up." She was laughing now, brushing past you on her way to the fridge. "I'm messing with you, I don't want your bitch to swing on me for making out with you." Slowly, she glanced over her shoulder at you, as if considering an idea. "But once you're back on the market... Well, I know where you live after all."

"Who says she'll be back on the market?" Brooke's voice was husky, dragging with sleep, and it made you jump because you hadn't heard her get up and come to join you. Her arms wrapped around your waist, body leaning into yours from behind.

"I wouldn't mind giving you a chance, either," was all Madison said in response.

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Madison giving reader a lap dance because she loooves getting her all flustered

You didn’t think she’d actually take the dare, but Madison Montgomery lives off of shock value. The whole room had been laughing, tossing around stupid challenges, when someone (you were pretty sure it had been Zoe) smirked and said, “Bet you won’t give her a lapdance.”

Madison’s head snapped toward you instantly. Her lips curled in that wicked little half-smile, sharp as a blade. “Oh,” she purred, already standing. “I’d do a lot worse than that.”

You barely had time to think before she straddled your thighs, the smell of expensive perfume clinging to her skin like smoke. Her bodyweight gently pressed down against you, confident, deliberate, as if your lap - and, by extension, you - belonged to her the whole time.

Madison's hands trailed up your shoulders, nails grazing your neck just hard enough to make your breath catch in your throat. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against your ear. “Don’t go shy on me now,” she whispered, voice rich syrup and danger. “You’ve been staring all night.”

And then she moved. Slow, purposeful rolls of her hips to a Rihanna song someone had started playing, the silk of her dress sliding up against your thighs. Every motion of her body was a taunting question she already knew the answer to, her chest flush against your throat, making you gaze up at her with your chin on her bared flesh. Her eyes locked onto yours the entire time, daring you, owning you, feeding on your every reaction, no matter how well you thought you were handling the warmth spreading through your body.

You could hear the others laughing, cheering and catcalling, but they faded out like background noise. There was only Madison: her smirk, her perfume, her unwavering gaze, her sharp edges cutting into you until you forgot how to breathe. Her fingers glided through your hair, pulled your head back for a burning kiss that left you breathless as lithe hips ground against you.

Finally, her hips came to a stop, Madison still perched on your lap. Her smirk curled into something almost feral as she studied your flustered features. “Guess the dare’s done,” she said, voice dripping smug satisfaction. Then, softer, meant for your ears alone, “If you want the full show, baby… you’ll have to ask nicely.”

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reader getting caught cheating on brooke with madison. naturally, brooke is extremely hurt and angry over this (rightfully so). reader instantly feels guilty/regretful, and the two end up fucking about it whilst reader apologizes.

You weren't sure what the ideal would have been, but it wasn't Brooke walking into your apartment while your roommate was in your lap with her tongue in your mouth. Madison was over the moon about it, gloating silently as you scrambled for words to even try and begin to explain yourself.

You didn't really have excuses; you had known it was wrong the second you started fooling around with Madison, but you couldn't bring yourself to stop. As much as the blonde had started it, you had been a very willing participant in betraying your girlfriend's trust.

"What the fuck?" Brooke's voice was that rasp that meant her throat was tight and her eyes were pricking with hot tears. "I thought you said I had nothing to worry about," the words were an accusation, but she sounded so hurt that your heart broke immediately.

"I'm hardly nothing," Madison piped up, not bothering to look up from her nails or contain her smirk.

"Shut up," you beat Brooke to it, smacking your roommate's arm as you rose to your feet. "Brooke," your voice softened to a plea, "please, let me try and explain. Let's talk about this." You weren't sure she would agree to give you the time of day to try and keep her affections, but she stormed off to your bedroom and left you scampering behind her like a scolded puppy.

You closed the door behind yourself, locking it though you knew Madison would eavesdrop anyway if she so pleased. You pushed the thought and the other girl from your mind as best you could, slowly closing the distance between yourself and Brooke to sit on the bed beside her.

"I didn't mean for anything to happen," you started quietly, wincing at how cliche it sounded. "I was stressed out about work and I was smoking and then suddenly Madison was home and we were just talking. I guess maybe I didn't notice the flirting-"

"Do you think she's prettier than me, or better than me?" Brooke cut in as she watched you closely, critically.

"Baby girl, no, never. She was just familiar and I wasn't thinking and it just...happened," you finished lamely. "Before we started dating, Madison and I would use each other to blow off steam. It never meant anything and it still doesn't. I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you. You're the best thing in my life, no one could ever be better than you."

She sighed, slowly allowing her body to lean into yours. The silence stretched on as she decided whether or not to believe you, and you couldn't do anything but squirm.

"Prove you love me." Brooke's lips found yours, harsh as if she were trying to purge every taste of Madison from your mouth. "Show me how much I mean to you, right now, while that smug bitch listens from the other room."

Your lips collided again, hungry and angry and with all of the aggressive hurt in her body as she pushed you onto your back on the bed. Before you could say a word, she was on you, straddling your hips and kissing you like she was starving. Her teeth abused your lower lip until it was swollen, and her tongue soothed it just once before she was crawling slowly up the bed.

Her underwear were thrown to the floor, and then she was kneeling carefully over your face. Brooke's fingers found yours, and her skirt bunched up, blocking the sunlight as she lowered herself to your lips. She didn't wait for you to start, her hips rolling firmly to grind her cunt against your eager mouth. Your tongue laved devotion on her glistening flesh as she rode your face, delving deep into her pussy to earn her sweet, unabashed moans.

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Boss Madison going on a business trip with her team; who "inadvertently" didn’t book enough rooms at the hotel. How convenient is it that reader- a reluctant victim of her plan, has to share a room with her

"You're joking."

"Don't be a baby, come on." Madison rolled her eyes at you, gesturing pointedly to the rest of the team. While more than a couple of people looked decidedly unhappy with the shortage of rooms and planning, everyone seemed to be too tired to pick a fight about it. "You can even stay in my room, it'll be nicer than whatever you were planning anyway."

You stifled your sigh, holding your hands up in a hollow gesture of surrender. Anxiety churned and twisted in your stomach at the idea of being left to the blonde's mercy, but you didn't exactly have any other choices for the night.

“You’re not gonna make me regret this, are you?” you muttered, trailing after her toward the elevators.

Madison glanced over her shoulder, smirking like she’d just been handed the opportunity to torment you for sport, as if she hadn't orchestrated the chance. “Oh, honey. You already regret everything around me. This won’t be any different.”

The elevator doors slid shut, sealing you into the quiet, humming box with her perfume wrapping itself around you like a scarf. She leaned against the mirrored wall like she owned the place and pulled her phone from her purse without a care after checking her makeup.

By the time you stepped out of the elevator with your bag, she was already halfway down the hallway, heels clicking on the carpet like a countdown you couldn’t escape. Her keycard slid into the door, the green light flashed, and she pushed it open with one manicured hand.

The room was as sleek and expensive as you expected; white linens, a gorgeous city view, the faint scent of something citrusy and decadent. One king-sized bed sat dead center. Of course.

“You take the left side,” Madison said breezily, tossing her purse onto the armchair. “It’s my good side in the morning.”

You blinked at her. “That’s… not how beds work.”

She shrugged, already kicking off her shoes. “It is now. Unless you want the floor. Your choice.”

The smirk she threw you over her shoulder made your skin prickle, equal parts irritation and something you didn’t want to name.

You were doomed.

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May I suggest actress! or celebrity! Madison who finds out reader reads a bunch of x reader fanfics about her ? Her ego is FED

in my heart this is the same Madison from the bar from forever ago

"No fucking way." You can hear Madison's malicious grin before you even open your eyes, dread bubbling up in your waking body. Slowly, you convince one of your eyes to open, to assess what she's so gleeful about.

Your blood runs cold when you see your phone in her grasp. The screen is at an angle where you can just barely make out the familiar colors of your browser. Instantly, you're wide awake, lunging for your phone, which she keeps away from you far too easily for your liking.

"Madison runs her fingers through your hair-"

Madison only stops because you manage to clamp your hand firmly over her mouth. You climb on top of her in your desperation to wrestle your phone away from her, heart pounding shame in your ears. It was one thing to harmlessly fantasize when you didn't know you'd be meeting her! She's too strong, too gleeful, but she eventually allows you to take it away from her.

"I'm like a god to you." Madison sounds far too confident about that.

"Ok, no." You actually look up at her when she says that, wondering just how big her ego has become. "It's just. A thing people do if they... find someone hot." Saying the word crush to Madison felt like poking a bear trap, but you still felt like rolling your eyes at yourself.

"No, I don't mind." Madison's smirk only grew. "I've been told I have a god complex before. So I don't mind if you need to worship."

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I saw you wrote tfem reader with Brooke so how about the reverse with tfem Brooke and reader?

18+ restraints, praise, trans Brooke

It would perhaps be an understatement to say that Brooke's time in prison had given her plenty of time to think about the different ways she missed you and how the two of you might make up for lost time. You'd have to ask exactly when she fantasized about your current predicament, and where she'd gotten the handcuffs from that presently wrapped snug around your wrists and held them behind your back for her.

Your knees were on either side of pale thighs, gentle hands warm and reassuring on your hips. Brooke's cock sank into you as she guided you to lower yourself and take her nice and deep. The fullness made you gasp and whine, back arching to press yourself closer to her as her lips traveled your shoulder.

"Shh, that's it angel," she shushed you, gently squeezing your hips in her protective grip. "Now, you think you can be a good toy and remember the rules I'm about to tell you?"

You nodded frantically, desperately eager to please her and make her proud of just how devoted you could be to her pleasure. Her laughter was soft, gentle enough that the warmth didn't burn your cheeks so much as tingle in them.

"That's it, princess. Now, if you can get up and get off the bed without using your hands, you can cum as many times as you want tonight." Soft lips grazed your ear, her hot breath sending goosebumps over your flesh as her words made you clench weakly. "But, if you can't, you'll just have to sit pretty and be my little cockwarmer." Slow, lazy kisses found your neck. "And you'll just have to take it like a good girl any time I need to pull you down and pound deeper into your sweet cunt."

You were panting before she was finished speaking, your hips weakly rocking as you tried to take the edge off of how unfairly arousing the spike in your girlfriend's sadistic streak was.

"Good luck," Brooke grinned at you, cradling your jaw and pulling you into a deep kiss before giving your ass a sharp smack. "Now go."

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i love vampire madison/brooke, so may i propose vamp!reader with brooke and/or madison? i’m curious about this perspective MUAHAHA

The first time you drank Madison's blood, she had literally gotten you tipsy. The girl partied hard and something about the cocktail of intoxicants in her system had you hooked. Madison wasn't exactly bad company, either. She would just as readily challenge you as she would trail behind you like a puppy that wanted attention, depending on the day.

The second time you drank Madison’s blood, she moaned loudly and clawed at your back like she’d been waiting for it.

“That’s not fair,” she panted after she caught her breath, pupils blown wide, mouth red. “You get to bite me, and I’m the mess?”

You'd licked your lips and leaned back, trying to ignore the taste still on your tongue, sweet with a chemical tang, like candy laced with danger. “Maybe you just like being bitten,” you teased, arching your eyebrows.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Dracula.” But she was already pulling you closer again, her collar tugged down just far enough to tease.

Your blood-drunk nights together quickly became a pattern. Madison was a storm of grace and venom, always throwing something (a tantrum, a champagne flute, herself into your lap), and you were a calm in the eye of her own tornado, cold hands and cooler stares, but indulgent in a way no one else had ever been with her.

You weren’t sure when it became more than blood.

Maybe it was the night she showed up at your door in smeared makeup and a pretty set of pajamas, mascara streaked like dripping paint. “I don’t want to be alone,” she whispered. “And you’re the only person who doesn’t want anything from me.”

That wasn’t true; you wanted everything. You wanted the hurt parts and the shiny parts and the cruel, beautiful whole of her.

And when you bit down that night, careful, reverent, her blood was different. Sober. Clear. You drank slowly. She trembled and mewled like it hurt and healed at the same time.

“God, I swear you're not even a vampire,” she said, voice muffled in your shoulder. “You feel like a fucking purpose.”

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Post prison Brooke riding tfem reader ? 😳

18+!

"I'm sorry baby," Brooke's lips wandered your neck like it had been weeks and not a couple of hours since she last saw you, her hands unbuttoning your shirt to run her fingers over your sides. "I just can't keep my hands off you today." Her breath was hot where it tickled your skin, the graze of her teeth giving you goosebumps.

"I don't mind," you breathed out, words leaving you in a rush that made your cheeks warm and made her chuckle.

"I didn't think you would," Brooke teased with a smirk, straddling your hips once she liberated you from your underwear, exposing you to her hungry gaze. "You can still focus while I ride you, right babygirl? I want to know about your day."

You both knew you could barely speak when she rode you, crumbling to the raw desire that made for the vision your girlfriend gave you when she pushed you back and just took you.

"Yes," you whined, because it made her reward you with a kiss. Brooke pulled her own panties aside and wrapped long fingers around your cock to guide you against her waiting pussy. Two pumps and she was lowering herself so very slowly, as if you were the most delicate toy she'd ever used.

Your grip tightened on her hips, anchoring yourself to her and silently begging her to give you a moment as she enveloped every inch of you.

"Your day?" She prompted with a breathless grin, pushing your shoulders back against the couch as her hips started to roll in leisurely figure eights.

"I.." You trailed off, gasping softly as Brooke's cunt clenched deliberately around your cock. "I just had some work to do for class," you managed, your voice shaking as you chanced a peek down.

The moan that left you at the sight of Brooke stretching to take you was pitiful and raw and the hottest thing she ever fucking heard. It made her pull your hair to yank your head back so her lips could crash against yours. Her hips rose and fell sharply, and she keened against your mouth when your hand slipped between your bodies to dance circles on her swollen clit with your fingertips.

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Chanel Oberlin who finds out her gf has a praise kink and tries to use it against her, except that she didn’t anticipate how god awful she is at being genuinely nice

It had started last night, when you slipped up and whimpered so pitifully when Chanel called you her good girl with her lips grazing your throat. She had certainly noticed your reaction, had felt your hips roll for more attention. Perhaps she just didn't put together that it had been her words more than her touch.

Over breakfast, however, she's watching you with that smug grin like the cat that ate the canary. There's a malice in her eyes that's dark with the fire you love to play with, and she regards you as she takes a sip of her latte. "You know, you looked good helpless like that last night."

Your cheeks warm gently, and you fight the smile coming to your lips as you murmur a thanks, more amused than flustered. This makes Chanel pout as she studies you, trying to figure out why it isn't working. You finish your breakfast innocently enough and slip off to class before she has another experiment ready.

When she corners you in the library, batting her lashes and looking at you expectantly. That million dollar smile wraps around your neck like a leash as she speaks. "Be a doll and get me that."

That gets to you a little more, makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up at the rich tone in her voice, but it still isn't the eager submission you'd presented her the previous night.

"You're so good at this," Chanel's next try is breathy, her eyes closed as your mouth envelops her overheated flesh. "Like you were made just for me." Finally, she pulls that muffled whine from you, grins as you rub your thighs together helplessly. You still don't know if this is still part of her messing with you or if her selfishness took over for a delicate tryst between her sheets, only that once again you're out of breath and far too vulnerable when her eyes find you.

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can you write for reader who’s torn between both post and pre prison brooke? (for imagination sake they’re two separate people in this scenario, but reader knows they’re supposed to be one)

++ i love your writing style soo much. the vampire madison + brooke post was my fave (although im perhaps a bit biased because i did request the idea LOL)

aaa thank you so much, hearing that makes me so happy!!💜💜

There is only one Brooke. It feels important to keep reminding yourself that, even though it also feels stupid because you know that. Of course you know that.

Sometimes your brain just forgets. There's the Brooke you fell in love with; traumatized but brave enough to trust new experiences, shy but with the sweetest smile you've ever seen, the girl who stays up late counting stars and singing with the radio. Then there's the Brooke who came home from prison; assertive and strong and someone who stands up for herself but guarded around you, someone who flinches sometimes when she isn't expecting your gentle touch, the girl who stays up late but pretends to be sleeping so that you won't ask questions.

Choosing between them doesn't feel fair, but neither does not choosing. You should be able to just give Brooke everything she needs. Well, everything you're capable of. Now, Brooke is stirring awake beside you, nuzzling into your neck with a sleepy smile and eyes that are hazy with dreams.

"Morning," it's a low mumble against your skin and you turn into her warmth to wrap your arms around her. It makes your heart pound, and you wonder if she can tell you've been thinking about them both again as you hide your own face in her hair.

"Morning yourself," you whisper back playfully, earning a chuckle. A familiar ache eased from your chest when you found yourself spared from you both finding a momentary flash of a stranger in your bed.

That isn't fair. Brooke after she came home isn't a stranger, and you always catch the glimpse of guilt in her eyes once she properly wakes up. Those mornings, you would try to soften further and she would (gently) push you away until an apology came with breakfast.

You could love both. You already do love both, and maybe instead of choosing you can just keep it to yourself and help them blur back into one person.