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[galparfait]

my melody umbrella ♡

[ayra2452008]

Christmas eve with Cyno.

As the birds chirp their good mornings and the snow falls, painting the world in a beautiful blanket of white, both of you are nestled in each other’s embrace, oblivious to the change around you. The world outside is already bustling with action, preparing themselves for one of the coziest times of the year, Christmas.

It's not uncommon to find Cyno up before he needs to, but occasionally, he'll decide to sleep in. And today, the filtered light from behind the curtains does wonders to keep him asleep for longer, to keep him snuggling with you for longer.

When Cyno opens his eyes, he’s greeted by your serene expression. Even when sleeping, you still cling on to him for dear life, your legs entangled and your hands in his. He feels the heat emanating from your body, and even though you've been together for over a year, the sight of you wrapped up in his arms still makes his heart skip a beat.

He’s in the kitchen when you wake up. With your fluffy blanket draped over your figure, you saunter over, snuggling into his back for extra warmth. He looks over, his long white locks cascading over his shoulders and tickling your cheek. “You left the bed, it’s cold…” You mumble, burying your face into his comfortable sweater.

He laughs, and you can feel the vibrations even through the thick sweater. “Because it’s time to wake up love, come on, let’s get you dressed.” With that, he turns around to lift you up, but that makes for a counterproductive way to urge you to start the day, for you bury yourself into his chest and made yourself comfortable.

After a while of struggling, Cyno has finally gotten you out of your pajamas and into some comfy clothes. You refused to wear your own clothes for the excuse of, “Your clothes are warmer and comfier! And it smells like you…” and who is he to deny you, so now you stand in front of him, hugging the hoodie closer, breathing in the scent with a happy smile on your face. And he can’t help but smile too, which boyfriend wouldn’t be happy to see his significant other so happy to wear his clothes?

“Wipe that silly grin off your face you little minx, it’s time to eat breakfast.” And so, you did.

After a lovely breakfast of pancakes and a warm cup of cocoa, you deemed it time to bother your lovely boyfriend. “Baby, pay attention to me.” You pout, giving puppy eyes to a certain someone who’s been working away on his laptop for the last few minutes. Said someone looks over, tilting his head. ‘You don’t want to do this right now,’ his eyes tell you, a silent warning. It's a bluff, and you call his bluff, blinking innocently with a pout, you hope that’ll make him give in. And right you are, for Cyno has one weakness, one fatal flaw in his big tough façade he shows to the world, and that is you.

He releases a fond sigh before his lips quirk up just a bit, his arms outstretched, waiting for you to take your place in his embrace. And with that invitation, you tackle him into the sofa, laughter bubbling through the room. He’s definitely not getting anything done today.

“Honey, this looks so cute, can we get it? Our tree looks a little empty without anything on it.” You plead, pointing to a small reindeer ornament in one of the more hidden sections of the store. Cyno walks over, taking a look at said ornament and gives a nod. “Won’t it be lonely without a friend?” he asks, a smile on his oh-so-attractive face. You gasp, your eyes sparkling, “Then let’s get him some friends!” With that said, you grab your lover’s hands and rush down the aisle, chatting his ear away with all the other things you want to hang on your Christmas tree.

And now you both stand in line, waiting to check out with a basket filled with ornaments that could probably drown your Christmas tree, but it all looks so cute! Cyno shakes his head, exasperated at the number of things you’ve successfully convinced him to buy. But your giddy little smile makes it all worth it, even if his wallet takes a hit.

Walking back, you decide to take a detour through the local park. With the snow covering nearly every inch of the ground, the park has turned into a snowy playground. Families come out to play, children running around throwing snowballs in the name of snowball fights, couples walking around with their hands intertwined and lovingly calling out to their children to be careful. You look upon the scene with a longing smile, ‘Maybe one day we can have a family of our own,’ you think.

Cyno notices and leans the slightest bit downwards to give you an affectionate kiss on the top of your head, “That’ll be us in the future.” And you glance at him, your face practically glowing in delight. You tiptoe to peck him on the cheek, your breath warming up his cheeks, cold from the chilly air around. You loop your arms around his, leaning into him slightly, “I can’t wait.”

When you reach home, or as you call it, your ‘sanctuary from the terrible, terrible cold,’ you don’t waste a second to throw yourself onto the sofa, leaving the pillows to cushion your fall. “Home sweet home,” you mumble into the pillows, and Cyno can’t help but laugh at you all curled up on the sofa as he takes his time taking off his coat and hanging it up. “Do you want to hang up the decorations now?” He asks, holding up the bag of ornaments you just previously bought. You shake your head, “Cuddle first. Please?” And he dramatically drops the bag on the floor, “I guess the decorations have to wait for later then.”

With Cyno stroking your hair, humming what seems to be an old Sumerian lullaby, you toe the line between dreamland and reality. His voice is soothing, and his hands are gentle, action wordlessly showing you how absolutely smitten he is for you.

You remember when you first met, his aloof demeanor and cold gaze baring into you, almost scaring you off before you noticed the cute little jackal ears on his hoodie. You pounced on the chance to talk to him, and that was the start of everything.

Sometimes you wonder where you'd be if you didn’t take that chance, or just never met. Maybe you’d still be living in that one-bedroom apartment at the corner of the streets, working yourself to the bone every day with the thought of, ‘If I work hard now, I'll be able to rest later.’ Maybe you’d still be miserable as your friends settled down one by one, leaving you to return home lonely while the others returned to their significant other.

But all that’s ever going to be, just ‘maybes,’ because you’re not in that run-down apartment, you’re here, laying on your lover’s lap as he unintentionally tries lulls you to sleep. You look at Cyno with a sleepy grin, one of your hands reaching up to cup his cheeks, and he leans into your touch, like he does every time you do this. He doesn’t question your ever-present gaze on him, nor does he question the abrupt affection, he only smiles back, making you fall even deeper in love with him. (if that was even humanly possible)

You both regain your senses after your stomach growls. You and Cyno share a look, before bursting out into laughter. “Let's go get some food, I’m starving.” With that, you both move to the kitchen.

“We have some mixed vegetables, rice and beans, my favorite, some steak, and roasted potatoes. That should be enough don’t you think?” You ask, moving to the microwave to warm the food up. “Yeah, you eat so little I bet I’ll have to finish most of the food.” Cyno sends you a glance, and you only roll your eyes. “Go help me set the table, do you want to eat in front of the TV? I don’t know about you but a new episode of that series we were watching are out and I want to watch it.” You hand him a few plates, already thinking about the characters in the movie. Cyno grabs said plates and pecks you on your cheek before retreating to the living room to prepare the table.

After your hefty meal, which the leftovers from your plate went to your lovely boyfriend, you both decide to finally put up those decorations you’ve put off for so long. Reaching for a branch to put a small red ball ornament up, you go on your tiptoes to reach some of the higher branches. Cyno snickers, you look extremely focused on your little mission, but it seems like you wouldn’t be able to reach that one branch you were aiming for after all. When you were just going to give up on your fruitless endeavor, you feel your foot leaving the floor and you getting taller. Without any hesitation, you immediately hang the ornament and turn your upper body around to meet your lover who has oh-so-kindly lifted you up. “Thank you dear.” “Anytime honey,” he replied as he gently puts you down. You throw your arms around his neck and press your lips onto his, locking him in an embrace. He eagerly returns your kiss, hands going to rest on your waist, pulling you impossibly closer. You tilt your head ever so slightly, carding your fingers through the locks of his hair and he completely melts into you.

Climbing up onto the roof, you both lay on your backs, looking upon the vast sea of blue stretching infinitely across the sky. The blinking light of the stars and the warmth of your lover pressed up close makes you cherish the moment ever the more. “That’s the north star,” Cyno points at one of the brightest stars and you look at him, his crimson eyes a stark contrast from the dark blue sky overhead. “It’s pretty.” You say, but your gaze isn’t on the stars, because why would you need to look up to the sky to see beauty when you already have a little piece of heaven all to yourself right here next to you. He glances over at you and smiles, “Yeah, it is.”

author’s notes: I started writing this November last year and only just finished it today. XD procrastination at it’s finest.

[project-isles]

Aperently bears can purr????

Ok then all the bears in my aga au purr now, you can't stop me.

[pawified]

hven’t talked about owner!blade in a while ( 3 days ) .. and what pawfect way to talk about him than to indulge in some self insert

just thinking about his and i nightly routine. how first we will sit at the kitchen table to eat a yummy meal that either i prepared us or one of the helpers prepared for us, and talk about our day and what we did while the other was away.

after we will sit in the lounge for a bit, and cuddle while watching my silly little shows like gossip girl or something because blade could truly careless about television, before we go upstairs and wash up for the night.

if i’m being incredibly naughty that night, he will go over all the rules we have instead of watching television, or give my cunny spanking if im really naughty

໒꒰ྀི -᷅ ⤙ -᷄ ꒱ྀིა ‎ ‎( mean bladie. )

he will run me a bubble bath, make sure i’m squeaky clean and give me lots of reassurance and pamper me in so many kisses !!

in the end we will fall into our shared bed, with both of us feeling safe , loved and happy.

blade is the best owner a puppy girl culd evr ask for !

૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

[cupcek]

　 　♡ * ‧ ₊ ˚ cute vibe ‹3

[capitanschampagne]

the unspeakable things I would do to him if he only was real 😋😈😈

[kitttenteeth]

Noms ur cheek

MWAH

[luvfy0dor]

Introduction !! ˖୨୧˚

⋆୨୧˚ my name is Ray/Raymond, i'm a minor, and ⋆୨୧˚

generally write fics for gn!reader or male!reader

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ genderfluid; any prns ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

·˚ ༘ other ~ u.s. american ༘˚·

·˚ ༘ inspirations ~ t.swift, my bsf ♡, music ༘˚·

·˚ ༘ feel free to read the rules! ༘˚·

[galparfait]

when i get a car, this is how i'll decorate it ♡

[ayra2452008]

Every girl I ever loved

pairing: tighnari x reader

type: songfic

warnings: mention of tighnari being hungover, and tighnari being 'addicted' to coffee (dunno if that counts or not)

word count: 1k (including lyrics)

credits: @dr3amscap3 for inspiring me to write a songfic :D

bold italics - lyrics

To every girl I ever loved, I tried my best, but it wasn’t enough. You know I was just growing up and what I was going through.

With his door slightly ajar, you peek into his room. Tighnari looks spent, hours and hours cooped up in that room tells you that he hasn’t made much progress today. His hands are covering his head, nursing a migraine. You knock on his door, careful not to be too loud to overwhelm him further.

He turns and you can see how much today seeped his energy. The usual sass in his posture or the excited movements of his tail whenever you come in are all gone, replaced by an exhausted expression. You walk over to him, spinning his chair around so you can hug him properly. He tenses for a second, before completely melting into your touch, his arms snaking around your waist and burying his face into your stomach.

“You’ve done well today, why don’t you get some rest? Come cuddle with me in bed, you can continue doing this tomorrow.”

To every girl who took my hand and listened to my wild plans.

“This little bloom in particular, is a part of the ….” Tighnari excitedly explains to you as he points at a flower of small potted plant you both welcomed into your home a while ago. His voice goes over your head with the amount of information he spews every second.

And unbeknownst to him, your attention isn’t on the plant, or what he’s saying, but it’s on him. How he looks in his ‘natural habitat’ of sorts. How happy he looks talking about something he’s passionate about, how his eyes sparkle in wonder and his ears twitch periodically.

You smile, ‘You’d be such a great teacher.’

Hope by now you understand how much I learned from you.

“‘nari, you don’t have to go with everything other people say you know? No one would mind if you missed a few parties or anything. Be honest and tell them what you want, or otherwise, they’ll take you for granted.”

He remembers you saying as he nurses his throbbing hangover after he got forced into another party with his friends last night. He throws his head back into the sofa, he should’ve taken your advice…

I wish I knew where you are today. Cause if I did, I’d get to say...

Tighnari looks out of a window, gazing at the field of grass stretching for miles and miles, and he wonders, ‘Would you like it here?’

Thank you for sharing the best years of my life, all of the good times and tears that we cried.

Dancing together underneath the stars after prom night, your makeup is smudged and his hair is all messy, but you’re both smiling and laughing and having the time of your lives, completely in love with each other.

“I love you.”

He whispers underneath his breath, and he knows you’ve heard it from the wide smile on your face. If he wasn’t afraid of ruining the moment, he’d tell you to wipe that silly grin off your face, but he'll let it off, just this once.

And if I become half the man I want to, I hope you know I know, it’s all because of you.

Walking up to the graduation stage of his graduation ceremony, he can barely contain the excitement. His eyes searching for your figure amidst the sea of people. Then he spots you, waving and grinning widely in the massive crowd, matching his inner excitement, and he can almost hear you say, “I’m so proud of you.”

To every girl I’ve ever kissed, for all the nights I won’t forget, lost in all our innocence, I’d do it all again.

Sitting on your wide grey couch, all snuggled up while watching a nature documentary, Tighnari trying, and failing to give a commentary because he also wants to listen in is not an uncommon sight to see in your apartment. You yawn, the warmth of your lover and the cool air does nothing to help your sleepiness.

“Sleep my little vixen, I’m not going anywhere.”

To every girl that gave me her heart, wherever you go, wherever you are, I swear you'll always be a part of who I am.

Sometimes he still finds himself grabbing a cup for you in the mornings. You always got a hot chocolate in the mornings to share with him, mostly to decrease his addiction to coffee, you say. He thinks it’s because you enjoyed being with him for an extra minute or two before you both part to do whatever you both planned to do that day.

On those days, he pours a cup of hot chocolate for himself instead. It seems like you shared your hot chocolate so often that he prefers the sweet taste of the chocolate on his lips over the bitter tang of coffee now.

“Too much coffee is bad for your health! Here, have some of my cocoa, it's still a little hot, be careful.”

Thank you for sharing the best years of my life, all of the good times and tears that we cried.

He remembers waking up with you in his arms, the dawn’s light basking you with its golden hue. He admires you for a few seconds before his alarm clock rings again, signaling him that it’s time to get out of bed. “It’s time already?” you yawn, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. He gives you his signature foxlike grin, “Yes love, good morning.” He gives you a small peck on your forehead, you smile sleepily, “I love you.”

“I love you too, now get up sleepyhead.”

And if I become half the man I want to, I hope you know I know, it’s all because of you.

He walks around his house for the first time, the two-story house has everything he wants, everything you’d ever want. A balcony overlooking the soon-to-be garden, a cozy nook in the corner of the bedroom with a bookshelf that he knows you’d fill within a few months.

It’s all because of you.

‘You’d be so happy,’ he thinks, ‘if you were still here.’

author's notes: it's my first time posting my writing on here, I'm so nervous! how is it? constructive critisism is always welcome, I'm always up for ways to improve my writing.

[masuchu]

“𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒” [GENSHIN MEN]

ways that the genshin men fuck you on your period ‧₊˚

genre. filthy smut, period sex, mentions of blood (obv), mentions of overstim (childe), cunnilingus (childe), mentions of punishment sort of, body worship (kaveh), sort of brat taming ?? (wriothesley) reader is femaleeeee

characters. childe, zhongli, kaveh, wriothesley

love, masu. aaaaaa i am on my period rn so this is so so self indulgent . it is also filthy . felt very very shameful writing this . (◞‸◟) neuvillette was also supposed to be in this but i have bigger plans for him …

(公子) 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 ‧₊˚

We all know Childe is a menace on the battlefield. Obsessed with combat, addicted to duelling. Can not form friendships without fighting the person first. Needless to say, his bloodlust is perpetual and never ending.

You never really expected it to traverse into the bedroom, though.

Childe looks feral. His eyes are wide and hungry, unfocused and utterly hypnotised by your pussy. He presses a thumb into your clit, ignoring your cries and pleads of sensitivity, and watches as a large glob of blood ooze out of you.

“Ajax, please. M’ sensitive, it hurts…Agh!”

He completely ignores you. After a moment of intense staring, his mouth is back on your throbbing pussy, slurping both your juices and your blood. It is filthy, completely taboo. So why do you like it so much? Why are your thighs clamping down onto his head, as though you wanted to squeeze him into nothing? Why are your moans echoing and rattling the room, surprising even yourself with the depth and pitch of them?

You are broken out of your daydreams by a malevolent bite on your clit. A compressing pain spikes across your body, yet with it comes such an addicting pleasure that your pleads become garbled and unintelligible.

“Ajax, please! Too much, please, please, p—please!”

“What are you begging for, pretty girl? You get what you’re given. Now, fancy shutting your pretty mouth before I shut it for you? Feel free to stop wriggling too!”

You can tell that the pause he took from devouring you angered him immensely, and though his words were spoken as if he was asking nicely, you know him.

You know him well enough to know he would not hesitate to ruin you if you didn’t listen.

“God, your blood is so pretty. Would never hurt you, so let me have this, yeah? Makes me so fucking horny, you don’t understand.”

And with that he is back to devouring you. Your wide eyes peer down and find that he is in fact, not looking at you. No, his attention is entirely on his meal. Blood is smeared all over his face, making him look so horribly sexy. It pains you to admit it. His pupils are dilated, you only just now notice his nails digging into your hips. Keeping you anchored on the bed. Keeping you vulnerable for him.

You think— as best as you can in your state— on his words. Of course, the throb in your core and desperation to cum makes you biased, but you conclude that maybe you should let him have this. He is focused on you, so the worst you will deal with is a few more orgasms than necessary, right?

You know what they say, never make decisions while you’re horny!

(钟离) 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 ‧₊˚

Zhongli loves you unconditionally. His love neither wavers nor falters, no matter what challenges the two of you face together. May it morph and evolve? Of course, but it is firm and loyal to you. And only ever to you.

So what does he care that you are on your period? He is still hungry— greedy — for you, and no amount of blood will stop him from having your sweet pussy sheathed on his cock.

“Zhongli, you really don’t have too— Ngh..”

The man in question presses a thumb onto your lips, effectively quieting you and leaving you shy and flushing. Hips roll up into you once more, his length hitting exactly where you love it. His eyes burn into you, filled with infatuation and lust. How is it possible that those eyes are locked onto you, of all people? You don’t dare question it, an endless fear of jinxing it.

“Do not have to what? I do not have to love my partner? To pleasure them, hm? I would rather lose everything than never be able to have you like this again, my dear.”

Zhongli’s hips roll into you again at the most opportune time; damn tease, he knows how much his tender words get to you. Unable to do much but take his punctual thrusts as and when they come, you wrap you arms around his neck and nuzzle into his chest. His own palms find themselves gripping your waist, carefully lifting you up with ease and hauling you down again, slamming his cock into you at the same time. The feeling paralyses you, but the worry of your blood still lingers in your mind.

“Are you sure you don’t mind? My blood will get every—Oh!” It’s a vexatious thing he does often, silencing you. Divesting you of your ability to speak coherently, and enkindling your heart slowly and maliciously. You aren’t sure you have ever finished a sentence he hasn’t wanted to hear. Not in bed, at least.

“I have seen enough blood in my days. Though, I am admittedly much more pleased to see yours in this way, rather than another. Do not worry yourself, I want to ravish you always. A little bit of blood will not put me off.”

At this his hips resume at a much faster pace, splitting you open on himself with no care of your hoarse whimpers. With each frantic thrust, he breathes heavier and your body is bounced higher and faster. His hands are always there to guide you, dropping your aching body down onto him again, again, and again. You allow your moans to fall out of your mouth and reverberate throughout the room, not at all coherent enough to fathom the mountain of pleasure you are feeling, let alone the noises you are making. All your can think about is that delicious pressure building up inside of you, and the slam of his cock in and out.

Needless to say, new sheets were purchased the next morning. And it has been harder to doubt Zhongli’s love for all aspects of you ever since.

(卡维) 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇 ‧₊˚

“Does this feel better? Tell me what you want, love, I’ll give it to you.”

Kaveh’s fingers ruthlessly plunge into you, hitting places you didn’t even know existed. He had instructed you a few moments ago to hold your thighs for him, to allow him easier access. It didn’t register that it meant not only you couldn’t hold back your obscene moans, but also that he could bury himself so deep into you that you could taste him.

“You’re so beautiful like this… I wish I could sketch you. Another time. Keep moaning for me, pretty.”

The blonde in question had felt horrible all day. When he saw you occasionally hobble out of your room, hands gripping your stomach in attempt to stop the pain, his frown sunk deeper into his face. He had brought you everything you asked: ice cream, water, medication, kisses, new towels. Every deed was appreciated, but he couldn’t help wanting to do more. To take the pain away like a lover should.

A fitting explanation for how you found yourself in missionary with Kaveh’s fingers ambushing your pussy like no tomorrow, hm?

The blond in question traces his free hand along your shuddering body— squeezing any plush skin there is to squeeze, caressing absolutely anywhere you will allow him. Eyebrows furrowed, eyes concentrated. His pays attention to every beauty mark, every curve, every detail.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Every part of you is provocative, you know. Can’t believe this body of yours was in such pain, it’s cruel!”

His delicate fingers thrust into you again, such pretty hands turning you into a mess. It’s a humorous juxtaposition, really. His effortless beauty, and you— a moaning heap, heaving and sniffling like a whore. He wouldn’t agree, you knew he wouldn’t.

Before you can even contemplate how dirty and blooded his fingers will be, let alone complain, his lips press into yours and strangles your cries in a passionate kiss. He is not usually a biter, but he nips your lower lip and watches in awe as it bounces back, swollen and jutted. He swears on the Seven that you will kill him one day. You’re too goddamn sexy!

“Had me running around all day, when all you needed was this? Don’t worry, I’m not complaining, baby. Would run—fuck, a million miles around Sumeru City if you asked me too.”

A second hand rubs at your clit. Your body has been pushed so far up the bed from his fingers, that when your back arches from the new sensation, your head slams into the headboard. Writhing, wriggling, screaming. Nothing frees you from him, from what he’s giving you. Both the fingers in you and on you continue their ministrations rapidly, and all at once, everything becomes nothing, and then too much. The taut string in you core snaps, and a flurry of arousal overcomes you entirely.

You ignore how Kaveh’s eyes widen, how he bites his lips and groans out a slow ‘Fuuuuck..’. You have no mind to worry about how you look right now, every bodily function betraying you as you lay lifelessly on the satin sheets. Mindlessly, your eyes attract like magnets to the beauty of a man still above you. Though, what you see immediately rekindles the flame of arousal in you.

Kaveh, his fingers in his own mouth. Sucking, slurping, devouring the lewd mixture of your blood and slick. It’s completely vulgar, almost foul. And yet you can’t help the way your mind goes crazy for the potential of having his dick inside you.

“Ngh, you taste so good on my fingers. Gotta make you do that again…”

“W—what did I do…?”

“You squirted, love.”

(莱欧斯利) 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 ‧₊˚

Don’t get him wrong, Wriothesley feels extremely sympathetic for you. He can’t imagine having to undergo what is often excruciating pain, bleeding heavily and treacherous mood swings on the daily. Not to mention on top of his regular workload! It’s hell on earth, he’s sure of it, and he will do anything in his power to make life even a smidge easier for you.

But he can only withstand so much of your bratty behaviour. Only so many ‘Ugh, you’re so annoying!’s before he starts to tick. You are in pain, yes, but it isn’t his fault! You can only bully him for so long before it begins to get under his skin.

“Just needed something to fill you up, huh? Does it make it feel better, sweetheart? You’ve certainly lost your— ngh, spark now.”

Wriothesley slams into you so hard you body writhes, and the bed you were thrown upon only a couple of minutes ago seems to disappear beneath you. A floating sensation engulfs you, and you grip the sheets in a fear of loosing all ground. A chuckle leaves his lip and taunts you, but you can’t imagine snapping back before he is, yet again, pounding into you and plundering all ability to breathe.

“Where’s that brattiness gone now, hm? If it’s still there, be sure to let me know. I’d be happy to fuck it out of you. Fuck, my cock is covered in your blood…”

The sight of your ichor coating his length entirely spurs him on, if his borderline monstrous thrusts are anything to go by. An overwhelming nothing settles in your brain, absolutely nothing except him, him, him, and the pleasure he is blessing you. Your lewd moans echo throughout the room, intensifying when his fingers travel down to press mean circles onto your clit. A divine surge of arousal flows through your body, and all at once, an orgasm swallows you whole.

“Cum for me, that’s it. Good girl.”

Lifelessly, your body flops onto the bed, no longer able to sustain the position on your hands and knees. With a few more bone rattling thrusts, Wriothesley finally reaches his peak and fills you up with his thick cum. He rides out his high with short little grinds, before joining you in succumbing to the comfort of the bed. The pads of his fingertips traces patterns along your arm before travelling up to caress your face. It’s hard to talk with the helplessly lovestruck and spent daze your brain is under, and with your face pushed into the pillow, but you meekly moan out;

“M’ sorry for shouting at you, Wrio. Didn’t mean it, I promise.”

“It’s perfectly okay, missy. Wouldn’t have an excuse to feel how tight you at this time if you didn’t.”

You scoff into the bed and let out a muffled insult, something along the lines of “dirty scoundrel.” Wriothesley pinches your hip, but he isn’t angry. He just chuckles breathily. The silence is tender and soft, until:

“Fuck, will this blood stain my clothes?”

2024 © masuchu , do not repost, reword, plagiarise, take inspiration, translate or share my work anywhere!

[rubiehart]

jj’s been doing odd little jobs around figure 8 that the kooks are too entitled to do themselves, mowing their lawns, pulling weeds, cleaning their pools, they get him a few extra bucks in his pocket so he’s got no complaints when the stack of cash is handed to him, but his favourite reward of all is the prissy kook girl who’s house he’s called to often, her parents always tipped big so once again, no complaints on his end.

if anything the whole thing was a reward, excessive money handed to him for doing basically nothing in their yard, kooks clearly having no perception of how much money this was, especially to a pogue, and getting front row seats to see the kook princess in all her glory, and what she did when she thought nobody was watching.

she’d stumble in a little after school ended, tote bag rested on her shoulder, hands occupied by her phone, headphone wires connecting and blocking out pretty much all sound as she blared music, she’d blow a bubble with her red gum, jj guessed cherry flavoured, he wanted to know for sure though, he’d do anything to taste it himself.

he’d cross the garden to grab another plank of wood, getting a closer look at her in all her glory, she was clearly in her school uniform, the attire she’d be in everyday when she stumbled through the gate, knee high socks hugging her calves perfectly and leaving her plush thighs bare for his viewing, or he liked to think so, her plaid skirt so short he was sure if he crouched down low enough he’d see what colour panties she was wearing, or if she was wearing any at all. he hoped not. white shirt snug to her upper half, her tits poking out through the fabric, the slight transparency would sometimes show him what colour it was if the lighting was right.

he told himself it was a perv move for the first few days when he realised the liked the look, but later on after reflecting, he decided it wasn’t harming anyone. he was only looking, so he’d put the image to the back of his mind so he could fist his cock to the thought later on that evening in the confinements of the chateau guest room.

soon enough though, you’d dissapear through the glass doors of your kook mansion and he’d wait longingly for the next day so he could get that, minute at best, glance of you. picking up another panel and shielding his throbbing erection with it, willing it to go down before your dad came out with jj’s pay out for today’s ‘hard work’, as he called it.

he hears a voice and looks up to see you bouncing down the stairs of your porch, presumably towards your pool, his eyes are shamelessly trained on your figure in your tiny little bikini, still popping your cherry gum with your phone to your ear, chatting cheerfully down the receiving end, his eyes bug out for a second, pupils dilating with a dazed look on his face when you lay yourself down on one of the few sun loungers, pulling your sunglasses up onto your head and looking around, smiling politely at him before continuing your ramble.

he’s a little late to react but manages a small wave, eyes ripping away from your tits that we’re spilling out of your tiny bikini top, your whole body on show for him and he turns away and rubs a hand over his face, puffing air out of his lips slowly. he’s fucking done for.

[nick-web]

⠀안 ⠀̣⠀𖹭⠀𝄒⠀📦𝄒 ⠀ᤩיִ⠀𝑖𝗋⠀𝅛𝅚⠀᮫𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗈𝗋⍺ 𝖾́ ⠀יִיִ⠀ᵁ꯭ᴹ꯭ᴬ⠀﹙⠀o᪾pç᮫ão⠀ֵ

𝄂𝄂𝄂𝄒⠀⠀᳞⠀ֺ⠀𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒶ֵ𝓃ℯ𝒸ℯ𝓇⠀᳝⠀᮫ׄ𖹭⠀🏹⠀ֺ⠀᮫𝗍⍺꯭𝗆꯭𝖻꯭𝖾꯭ֺ́𝗆⠀ֺ⠀앋⠀𝅛⠀𓇼

ᴺᴬᴼ⠀ֺ⠀𝅚𝅛᮫⠀⠀ִ⠀🥥⠀𝗁𝖺́⠀𝖽᪾𝖾𝗌𝗍ֺ𝗂𝗇𖹭⠀ֵ יִיִ⠀𝄒⠀𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾⠀𝄄𝄀⠀᮫𝖾𝗎 ⠀& ⠀𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ ᳝⠀𓆉

ᥘ⠀ׄ⠀🏻⠀⠀𝗆͜⍺𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂⍺𝗅 ⍺͜𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗋⍺𝗅⠀⠀𝄒! ⠀✉️⠀יִי꯭ִ⠀⠀𝗇𖹭 𝖼𝗈𝇁𝗉᪾𝗂𝖾⠀ׄ⠀𝅦⠀͝

[darl1ngpearl]

Ditz ,

authors note : miss me?

Warning !! : reader is female, reader is feminine, swearing, talks of sex, vulgar language used, hint of flirting between reader and dina, TINY mention of reader flirting with a teacher, possessive Ellie, oral fixation, face slapping (once), thigh riding, pantie stealing, eating out, fingering, nickname usage: sugar, pretty, babygirl (in a mocking manner), doll, sweet girl, angel, baby, sweetheart, ect.

You were sat in class, positioned in the front corner along with your best friend, Dina. It was only 9 in the morning and you were already complaining to her about the poor taste you had in men and now women when it came to sleeping around.

“And I thought that a woman would be different! Like men are sooooo fucking stupid, none of them even know where the clit is Dina! Like, are you kidding me? How do you miss it?! One motherfucker starting rubbing my left lip thinking he was an expert!! He was all up in my ear like-“

You leant across the table to whisper in her ear, trying to suppress your giggles and ignoring the fact that your skirt rode a little too high due to its ridiculously short length. You whispered in her ear in a poorly attempted gruff voice and said,

“- That feel good babygirl?”

Dina burst out laughing, slamming her hands against the table in disbelieve,

“Shut the fuck up, oh my god!”

You sat back down and giggled with her before rolling your eyes and crossing your arms over your chest, which led to your breasts almost falling out of your low cut top.

“And all i’m gonna say is, whoever said ‘big feet equals a big dick’ is a fucking liar!”

Dina let out a loud cackle, causing some of the other students to jump. You giggled once more, before slipping down further into your seat with a frown.

“But I really thought a woman would be different D!! I’m so disappointed”

You pouted and reached over the table to play with the loose strands of her hair that fell out her bun. Dina hummed and spoke,

“Awh sugar, I’m sure you’ll find someone who’s perfect at fucking you”

You both laugh and she lands a kiss on the wrist that hovered over her face, which caused you to give her a soft smile.

Just after, the teacher and the rest of the class came through into the classroom and made their way to their seats. Dina and you both pulled away from each other and pulled out your textbooks.

You sent a wink to the teacher as soon as she made eye contact with you, which caused her to pause momentarily. This made Dina and you to both giggle. Dina then lent over to you and whispered in your ear,

“She sooooo wants to get in your panties”

You snort and roll your eyes, gently shoving her away from you.

The lesson went by too slow for your liking, nothing that was being taught peaked your interest. This was also evident in your grades. You were failing miserably, yet you didn’t care, you didn’t even try to pass.

You turned your focus from the board to look behind you, taking in everyone’s faces and humming a tune quietly to yourself. Then you met eyes with her.

Ellie fucking Williams, the most gorgeous woman you have ever seen in your life. You would more than happily give up your whole life just to sleep with her.

Yet, it seemed as if she couldn’t care less about you. You would often give her a sweet smile if you saw each other in the halls, or you would be polite and say hi to her if you bumped into each other in public, and that was fairly often due to you both staying in campus in the small town it was located in. Yet she would never give something nice back in return. She would always scoff at you, roll her eyes or look at you like you just smeared shit all over her. Saying it upset you was an understatement, your face would always drop, and in most cases, your eyes would even well with tears. You couldn’t understand why she was so mean.

You gave her a soft smile when you both met eyes, yet all she did was turn her attention back to the teacher. This caused a pout to form on your lips and your posture slumped.

Dina noticed and patted your thigh,

“Don’t waste your time on her pretty, it’s not worth it”

You sigh and rest your head on her shoulder, watching as she drew soft circles on your thigh with her finger,

“She’s just so perfect D, ‘s not fair”

She hums and sighs, kissing the top of your head. Moments after, the bell had rung and students immediately jumped up from their seats and began to pack up, this included Dina and you.

As you placed your book into your bag, the teacher made her way over to your desk and stood in front of you. You looked up at her and she looked down at you with a stern expression.

“Your grades are a disgrace Y/N. Starting tonight Ellie Williams will be tutoring you, you’re lucky she volunteered to help or I’m afraid i would’ve had to kick out the class.”

“Ellie asked to help me?”

She frowned slightly at the response she was given, yet nodded her head.

“I asked my top students if they were able to free some time and tutor you. Ellie asked if she could do it as she has plenty of free time. To be quite frank, she shot up at the chance, the others didn’t get a chance to respond.”

You nodded your head and quickly turned to glance at Dina with a wide smile. Dina only giggled and rolled her eyes. You couldn’t believe it.

Yet, the more you thought about it, the more you were confused. If Ellie hated you that much why did she jump to the opportunity of helping you? Was it to humiliate you?

You groaned and shoved your face further into your pillow.

It was an hour before Ellie was coming over to your dorm for your tutoring. You were so excited, yet so scared at the same time. You didn’t know what was going to happen and it worried you, the person who constantly stuck their nose up at you was coming over to your dorm to help you? It made no sense.

You whined and kicked your feet, in the act also kicking stuffies off of the end of your bed. You weren’t ready.

Literally, you weren’t ready.

There was a variety of things scattered across your room from the previous few days, creating a mess. You were still wearing your clothes from earlier, you hadn’t touched up your makeup, and you hadn’t even been bothered to find your school supplies that are well needed in order for you to be taught anything.

You slowly pulled yourself up with a groan and looked around your room, which made you groan even louder at the true state it was in. It didn’t look as messy as this earlier, so why does it look such a mess now?

You stood up and made your way over to your closet, tiptoeing over everything in your way. You began to strip down to your underwear and as you shimmied out of your mini skirt, the door knocked.

A loud gasp fell from your lips youand looked around frantically. Why is she here early ?!

In a panicked trance, you swung open the door and stood in front of Ellie in only your underwear.

She let out a choked scoff, before shoving you back further into your room and made her way in. She quickly shut the door and spun herself around.

“You must be fucking crazy. Do you answer the door to everyone like that?”

You shook your head quick, before realising she couldn’t even see you,

“No!! I just panicked! I was trying to get changed before you-”

She groans and cuts you off,

“Just get dressed, I don’t need to hear a whole story about it”

You huff and pout at her attitude. It made you think that she truly did ask to help you just to humiliate you.

You threw on an oversized hoodie that you had picked up from the floor and whilst you did so, Ellie took the time to look around your dorm room, taking in the complete mess and the immense amount of pink, which caused her to scoff.

You turned to look at her once you were decent, and watched as she mentally picked apart your room. It made you feel small, although she didn’t say anything, the look on her face was more than enough. She sighed and then turned to you,

“Do you even have what you need? Your guide? note book?”

You slowly shook your head and rushed forward to your desk, reaching into your draws to pull out various books.

Ellie stood behind you, staring straight ahead at the clear view she had of your ass and more. She couldn’t take her eyes off, she was mesmerised. She knew she shouldn’t stare, but maybe it was the way that your pastel blue thong perfectly outlined your cunt, or maybe it was the perfect amount of fat on your ass. As you stood up straight, she quickly turned to look at something else, her eyes landing on panties that were left discarded on the floor, which caused her to tug her bottom lip under her teeth.

You threw your books onto your bed and sat down, looking up at Ellie. You spoke in a small voice,

“You can sit”

She nods and sits on your bed facing you, she sits on top of your stuffies and you had to hold back the urge not to yank her off of them. She saw your face twist the moment she sat and she frowned,

“What?”

“Nothing nothing. It’s just that… you’re sat on my stuffies”

She rolled her eyes and pulled her glasses out from her pocket. She put them on and adjusted them so they rested comfortably on her nose. After, she opened the books that sat infront of her, scanning your notes that were kept to an extreme minimal, she could tell you didn’t care just through how scruffy some of your notes were.

You played with your sleeves and watched her as she flicked through the book with a disapproving scowl.

“Your notes are shit Y/N, how do you even understand them?”

She glanced up at you over her glasses and you began to gnaw at your bottom lip.

“Um… I don’t?”

She looked back down to your book in silence and began to make edits to your notes. You watched as she wrote in your book and drew arrows to certain words, in hopes to make it more understandable for you.

“Ellie I can’t even see”

“Shut up”

You grumbled and sent her a glare that she didn’t even acknowledge. You crossed your arms over your chest and continued to watch her make notes.

You kept silent for a few moments, before deciding to speak once more,

“Aren’t you meant to be teaching me? Yknow, with words?”

“Y/N, can you shut up?”

You rolled your eyes and layed back against your headboard, not even bothering to tug your hoodie down to cover yourself.

“Sit up”

She spoke to you without even looking up from the book, she continued to write and in all honesty, it pissed you off.

Why is she sitting there and acting like she has been forced into tutoring you? It seriously made no sense to you.

“Why should I if I can’t even see? And if you won’t even teach me anything?”

That’s what caused her to look up. Her eyes were met with your cunt, before she quickly averted her gaze up to your face. She glared at you before grabbing your legs and pulling you towards her. Your hoodie road up past your waist, and she acted like she couldn’t care less. In reality, her heart was pounding. She then lifted you up by your waist and effortlessly positioned you on her lap.

“Better now?”

You nodded your head and went silent, your face was beet red and you were trying to get grasps of what just happened. Ellie acted like it was nothing and she continued making notes in your book. In order for her to see, she placed the book in your lap, her arms around your waist and she rested her chin against your shoulder.

You read through the notes she had made and somehow, you understood it all. Your eyes shifted from the notes to her hands. she had rough hands, and it was clear she often bit her nails due to how scuffed they were.

Her slender fingers were decorated in chunky rings that wrapped just perfectly around her digits. You traced over every vein with your eyes and your mouth fell agape at just how mesmerising they truly were.

“Y/N, are you listening?”

You quickly snapped out of your trance and nodded your head.

“Alright then, what did I just say?”

“Uhm… C equals two?”

She groans loud, directly into your ear, before lifting her hand from the notebook to flick your forehead.

“No.”

“Ow, Ellie!”

You whine and massage the area she had flicked.

“Y equals two. You divide Y by X, which gives you zero point zero two, and then you would divide that by C, which would give you the answer of two. Meaning, your answer would be 100, as C would equal 100. Understand?”

You let out a fake cry, dropping your head into your hands.

“I give up. I hate this and it is way too difficult!”

“Y/N, this is basic maths. It’s not hard to understand. If you hate it, what was the point in choosing it as a course?”

“Because Dina wanted to do math! And I just followed her because I didn’t want to do a course with strangers in!”

“Have you ever heard of making friends? Or does your small ass brain not understand what that is either.”

You span around on her lap, kicking her in her ribs in the process, to scowl at her.

“I do understand what that is, thank you very much smart ass. Every time I try to make friends with someone new, they just think I want to get into their pants!”

“Well i’m not surprised, have you even acknowledged how you talk to everyone? Let’s use me as an example. You bat your eyelashes at me with each word that comes out of your mouth, you will stare at me with eyes wide as fuck, you’re constantly trying to touch me, not to mention you following me around like a lost lamb all because you want to say hi. You bite your lip whenever I mutter a word, and you prantz around the whole college wearing skimpy little outfits. Of course everyone thinks that you want to fuck them.”

Your face scrunched up more and more with each word she said,

“That is not true.”

“Yes it is Y/N. You even do it to the teacher, the whole class could say the exact same, it’s so fucking evident.”

“Are you done obliterating me? Or do you want to continue?”

she scoffs directly into your face and crosses her arms over her chest,

“Obliterating you? You really are stupid. I am not doing such thing, I am just stating the obvious doll”

Heat rose to your cheeks, either from embarrassment, or from what she had just called you, maybe it was from both.

Ellie ran a hand through her hair, a puff of air falling from her lips. Her eyes scanned your figure up and down before she spoke once more,

“You really get on my nerves, you know that?”

“If i am reallyyyyy on your nerves, then why did you volunteer to help me? Matter of fact, why did you jump to the opportunity, not even giving anyone else the chance to volunteer, huh?”

“Watch your fucking tone when you’re talking to me.”

“Don’t tell me what to do. Answer the question, Ellie.”

She grabbed your face, smushing your cheeks in between her fingers and thumb, as she pulled you closer. Her face was inches away from yours, she could feel her hot breath fanning against your face.

“I said, watch your fucking tone when talking to me.”

Your whole body felt like it was on fire. Your face was beyond red and you could feel beads of sweat beginning to build on the back of your neck.

Ellie was pissed off, and it was clearly obvious. You didn’t dare speak up, let alone move. You didn’t want to piss her off even more, if anything, you wished she would leave so you could hide away in your room and never step foot outside these four walls ever again, to slowly wallow away in your own embarrassment.

The both of you were frozen in the same position for what felt like hours, with one of her hands squeezing your face together, and the other that had wrapped around your waist without you realising. She was staring directly into your eyes, and you stared right back into hers.

After some time, she had let go of your face, and leant back against your headboard. Both of her hands were now holding your waist, her eyes still glued to yours. She licked her lips and hummed, eyeing you up and down once again, before she spoke,

“You want me to tell you why I volunteered to tutor you?”

You nodded your head, not finding the courage to speak up.

“You drive me fucking crazy Y/N, like beyond fucking crazy. The way you talk to everyone makes me feel insane, because you should only be talking to me like that. You shouldn’t be batting your eyelashes at anyone but me, you shouldn’t be chasing anyone else around but me.”

You frowned at what had just came out her mouth. You thought that she hated you, You thought that she couldn’t stand being anywhere near you.

She continued to speak, despite the clear confusion displayed on your face.

“I want you all to myself. I don’t want you near any man, or any other woman, especially if they don’t know you to treat and please you. Even seeing you flirt with Dina during class is too much. Only I can please you Y/N, everyone else is fucked for not knowing how to treat such a perfect girl like you.”

“Ellie… I don’t understand. You seem so disgusted every time i’m near you. Please don’t be playing a prank on me, it’s not funny.”

She sighs and strokes your hair, curling it around her index and middle finger. You had to fight everything back not to lean into her hand.

“I’m not pranking you sweet girl, I may be mean but I am not that mean.”

You went to speak but before any sound could pass your lips, she cut you off.

“Before you had slept with Riley, I thought you were only interested in men. So, I tried to stay as far from you as I could to stop myself from becoming more and more infatuated with you. I was, and still am, totally fucking obsessed with you. I would ignore you and brush you off because each time you would latch onto my arm, or try to talk to me, I would become so frustrated with the thought that only a man could have the absolute pleasure of dating you, Y/N. I wasn’t mad at you, I was mad at the missed opportunity. Although, as soon as Riley had told me she had slept with you, I knew that I had a chance. It felt like fate when on the same day, our teacher had asked if anyone could tutor you, so of course I had jump to the opportunity baby”

You nodded your head slowly, trying to get a grasp of everything she had just told you, before scrunching up your face once more.

She groans at your reaction,

“You’re such a fucking ditz.”

“Ellie shut up”

She chuckles and pulls you forward, so your body is flush against her chest. She looks down at you, and traces her thumb across your bottom lip.

Without thinking, you had wrapped your lips around the tip of her thumb and slowly swiped your tongue across it. Ellie groaned at the sight and had bucked her hips up, the cold, metal button on her jeans bumping into your clothed clit.

You let out a whine at the sensation, which had caused Ellie to smirk.

She pushed her thumb further into your mouth, until your lips were wrapped around the base. She admired you for some time, watching your face intently, before she pulled her phone from her back pocket and snapped a picture you.

You looked at her with eyes wide, in disbelief. All she did was laugh at your reaction. She then shifted and positioned you on her thigh, still keeping her thumb in your mouth.

“Cmon princess, ride it”

“W-what?”

“You heard me loud and clear. I know you can do it baby”

You nodded your head, looking down at her thigh, unable to maintain eye contact. However, Ellie didn’t like that, as soon as you averted your gaze, she pulled her thumb from your mouth and placed a firm slap on your cheek, which pulled a loud yelp from your lips.

“Eyes on me Y/N. Where’s all that confidence gone, hm?”

She spoke as she caressed your cheek, eyeing the red splotchy mark that began to form.

Ellie hummed as you looked back into her eyes. You slowly began to rock your hips back and forth against her thigh, biting down on your bottom lip.

“That’s my good girl”

You blushed at her words, and continued to grind your hips into her. Ellie’s hands had found their way back to your hips, and she pushed you down further into the strong muscle in between your thighs. The feeling of her rough jeans against your sensitive clit felt like bliss.

Quickly, with the added force from Ellie, moans and breathy whines fell from your lips.

Ellie felt like she was in heaven. Listening to the sounds that came from you, and watching you pathetically grind against her felt unreal. She kept thinking about how bizarre it was that she was now in this position, but god, she was not going to complain, not even once.

“Ellieeeee, ‘s not enoughhh”

She frowns, and holds you still with a firm grasp on your hips,

“Not enough?”

You lent forward, until your face was milimetres away from hers, and you shook your head. You spoke to her, sounding breathless,

“Need more…”

You glanced down at her lips, before looking back into her eyes. Ellie chuckled and licked her lips,

“What a greedy girl”

You hummed and pressed your lips against hers. A small kiss very quickly turned into a heavy make-out session. You wrapped your hands behind her neck, and pulled her closer to you, smashing your lips into hers. Your eyes were squeezed shut, and you shoved your tongue into her mouth.

Ellie’s fingers dug into your hips, so much so that when she moved her hands behind to your ass, there were nail marks shaped as crescent moons left littered in your hips. She started to grind you into her thigh once more, whilst keeping up with the sloppy make-out.

Ellie groaned into the kiss as she felt it growing more and more sloppy. There was drool forming in the corners of your mouth, that slowly started to drip down your chin, and you began to pant into the kiss.

Ellie’s hand slivered from your ass, to your clothed cunt. She started to rub slow circles against your clit through your panties, which caused you to whimper and bite down on her bottom lip, making Ellie hiss.

You pulled away from the kiss, and you looked like a wreck. There was drool all down your chin, your lips were swollen, and there was tears brimming your eyes. Your eyebrows were scrunched together, and your eyes were half lidded.

“Please go faster els, pretty pleaseee”

She stopped rubbing circles against your clit and cocked her head to the side,

“What if I don’t want to, hm? Then what princess?”

You let out a cry and looked at her with the best pleading look you could give,

“I said please though Ellie”

She laughs directly into your face, which caused you to huff. You slapped her chest and turned your head away,

“You’re mean.”

“I agree doll”

“Good, you should”

In an instant, Ellie had shoved you down onto the bed, and she was now hovering over you,

“Yeah? I should?”

You looked up her and nodded your head. She smirked at you, and brushed away the stray hairs that were sticking to your forehead.

“You’re so beautiful”

You smiled at the compliment, whilst pulling her pelvis into yours with your thighs. You tangled your fingers in her hair and tugged her closer, so your face was once again millimetres away from hers.

“You’re so perfect els”

She pecks your lips and hums,

“Yeah baby? You think so?”

“I know so”

Ellie chuckles, before prying your thighs off her hips. She shuffles her way down the bed, and stops just as her face aligns with your clothed cunt.

The feeling of her hot breath hitting your clit made you shudder and close your thighs around her head. She laughs and pushes your hoodie upto your waist,

“Oh sweetheart, i’ve not even started yet and you’re already acting like this?”

You fake a cry and grab a fistful of the bedsheets,

“Please Ellie”

Ellie places a kiss onto your clothed clit, before she pulls down your panties. unbeknownst to you, she had shoved the pair of panties into her back pocket. Ellie then placed another kiss onto your clit, which ripped a whine from your throat.

Ellie wasted no time, her head drove straight into your cunt and she started to lap up your clit, sucking and licking it like it was her last meal. Your head fell back, and a string of curses fell from your mouth.

“Fuck, Ellie!”

She hums and trails her tongue down further, before she began to bully her tongue into your cunt. She was sloppy with it, her movements were fast yet uneven. Not that she cared, she knew you were enjoying it, It was quite obvious.

Your legs were already twitching, you kept lifting your hips into her face, there was not a second where you were quiet, either you were moaning, or you were cursing.

Ellie’s chin was dripping with a mix of your juices, and her saliva. She felt as if she could eat you out for the rest of her life, and she would never get bored, not even for a second.

Your thighs tightened around her head, and you kept clenching around Ellie’s tongue.

Ellie couldn’t believe you were going to cum this early, she’s only just started. Just as your moans grew louder, Ellie pulled away.

“W-what the fuck Ellie!”

You lifted your head to look at her, with a frown painted across your face. She looked at you with a smile, before she licked her lips.

“You taste so good baby”

You huff and throw your head back onto the bed. Did she think you already came? Was that it?

Ellie could tell you were deep in thought, And by the pout on your lips, and your glassy eyes, she could tell it wasn’t good.

“Oh, you think i’m done?”

She cocks one of her eyebrows up, and stares at you, waiting for a response.

“Well it looks like it.”

She rolls her eyes and slaps your cunt, making you yelp and arch your back.

“Ow!!”

“Don’t think so low of me again.”

Ellie’s tongue dove straight back into your cunt, whilst she toyed with your clit using her thumb.

In an instant, moans and chants of Ellie’s name fell from your mouth once again.

You needed Ellie closer, if that was even possible. So, you placed your legs over her shoulders, and pulled her closer by a fistful of her hair.

Ellie let out a loud groan at the stinging sensation running through her scalp, that had vibrated against your cunt. You were a lot stronger than she had thought.

Ellie latched her lips around your clit once more, and without a warning she shoved two fingers into your cunt. She nipped at your clit with her teeth, and with a fast pace she plunged her fingers in and out of your hole.

You were even messier than before. Tears were streaming down your face, your mascara clumping underneath your eyes. Drool was spilling from the corner of your mouth, once again. Your forehead was dripping with sweat. Your back was arched, and your knuckles were turning white from how tight you were pulling on Ellie’s hair.

You had never felt this good. Never with anyone before, You couldn’t even make yourself feel this good. You were that blissed out you thought you were about to pass out.

“E-Ellie I need to cum!”

Instead of answering, Ellie continued to bully your cunt and clit with her fingers and tongue.

You could hear her slurping up the juices that kept spilling from your cunt, and the sound of her fingers pulling in and out.

Then, with a curl of her fingers that brushed against that one spongey spot, you had came all over Ellie’s face with a squeal.

Ellie’s pace began to slow once you rode out your high. She had then pulled away from your cunt, and looked up at your wrecked state.

You were panting heavily, your eyes were shut and your legs continued to twitch.

Ellie pulled her phone from her pocket, and snapped another picture of you. Before she leant down and kissed your forehead.

“Good girl baby, you did so well. Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

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