#charlotte matthews x reader

[zombieunicorngamerzu]

(Charlotte Matthews x fem brat GAMER reader)

[Warnings- GIP Lottie, brat taming, spanking, fingering, choking, biting, Degredation, Praise, PNV sex, rough sex, creampies, overstimulation, aftercare]

You wouldn't get off the game. You and Charlotte had many rules, ever since you met her she's tried to teach you more manners and how to be more attentive. She had a rule that whenever she was speaking to you, you would listen, fully listen, like drop whatever you're doing, look at her, and listen. Today you didn't, today you were too busy with your game that even she couldn't get you away from it, you were obsessing over the files for modding your game, you said, "I just have to finish this, Mommy, I promise and then I'm done, but I cant stop or ill forget or lose my place."

Charlotte just blanked, her expression just snapping off. She couldn’t believe you just told her no, crossing her arms as she tilted her head and gave you “the look”. Her voice was a lot more stern than it was before, “Get off of it now.” The tone of her voice made you freeze, a shiver running up your spine as you hesitantly looked up at her, she looked very upset, slowly drawing your eyes back to your screen was her last straw.

“Save your files.” She ordered in that tone that made you quickly click the save button, at least she was gracious enough to make sure your work was saved before she ripped you up out of your chair, pulling you over her lap as she sat down on the bed, pulling your pants down to deliver a harsh slap to your ass, her voice rough as she rubbed over the area, “Is your computer more important than listening to me, huh?” She snapped, making you shake your head quickly with a whimper, rushing out your words, “No, mommy, I’m sorry, I was just-“ Another sudden spanking caught you off guard, making you whimper out against her thigh, flinching.

“Since you think your computer is so much more important than listening to me, Mabye I should show you what happens when you don’t listen to mommy.” She just purred out, pulling your pants off you completely to throw them to the side, leaving you in just a baggy hoodie. “Your gonna make it up to mommy now.” She whispered down into your ear before pulling you up just to throw you right back on the bed, your body bouncing against the mattress before she was climbing onto you, sliding her hand down your torso with a soft sigh, her expression softening for a second, “My pretty girl, why can’t you just be a good girl for mommy?” You just whimpered with a pout.

“I’m sorry mommy, I’ll be better.” You whimpered, you hated upsetting her, it made you feel guilty and sad, blushing when she lifted your thigh to spread your legs open a bit, her hand slipping down to slip her fingers through your folds, her voice husky, “Then your gonna take what I give you and prove to me how sorry you are, because I’m not stopping until I believe you.” She husked out, dipping her middle finger into your entrance before joining it with her ring finger, pushing all the way in with a moan as she watched your expression twist, your moan as she slipped in made her cock twitch in her jeans, biting her lip as she started to pump her fingers inside you, curling them occasionally just to hear your pretty moans.

“That’s a good girl, take mommy’s fingers… yeah~” She mocked you with a pout, her head nodding each time you whimpered or squirmed from the pleasure. After a little while she added her palm against your clit for stimulation while quickening her pace, pumping her fingers into your pussy with reckless abandon, wet noises echoing out through the room along with your moans and whines, your orgasm quickly approaching. She could feel you tightening around her fingers, her voice husky and rough, “That’s it babygirl, cum on mommy’s finger so she can fuck this pretty little cunt.”

You whines loudly at her words, the stimulation and feeling of her fingers pumping into you was enough to have you shaking and arching up off the bed with a cry, clenching tightly around her fingers as your thighs shook, your orgasm crashing through you, making you soak her fingers with your sticky cum. The sight made Charlotte moan huskily, her eyes locked on your reactions as she slowed her fingers before slipping them out of you to taste you, her eyes rolling back at the taste of you, “Fuck baby… always taste so good for me.”

She just caressed your face gently with her free hand, leaning down to kiss you a bit more gently before progressing to a much more passionate kiss, growling against your lips as she spread your thighs more, using her knee as she let her hips press down against yours. You could feel her boner, she was so hard. Charlotte just moaned against your lips as she humped against you, still clothed as she rasped out, “I can’t wait to fuck your pretty pussy baby, wanna fill you up with my cum okay?” She whimpered out with a groan as she reached her hand down to unzip her jeans, fuck she couldn’t wait, she just had to be inside you, pulling her pants down just enough for her cock to spring out before she was pushing inside you clumsily, not giving you much time to adjust, her hips sinking back down onto yours as she filled you, the both of you moaning loudly at joining together.

“Agh… that’s it… fuck, your so tight- agh- such a good girl for me-“ Charlotte moaned out as soon as she was sunk deep inside you, wasting no time to start a rough pace, her hands holding your hips down as her hips slapped against yours with each thrust, her eyes rolling back with a deep moan as her lips dragged down your neck, groaning as she thrusted deep and rough, feeling your walls squeeze around her cock as she panted against your neck, biting into your skin with a whine while she throbbed inside you.

“Mm!” She panted heavily against your neck, one hand on your hip as she pounded into you, her cock stretching your pretty little cunt open, the pleasurable burn as her girth dragged in and out of your tight little hole, feeling every vein of her cock as she pulled out to the tip before pushing back into you with deep low moans, enjoying every inch of your body, tossing her head back as she ran a hand through your hair, gripping tightly as she spoke breathlessly, “Is your computer still more important baby?” She panted out teasingly, staring down at you with that hot gaze.

You were too busy moaning and whining at the feeling of your girthy cock pounding into you, your back arched, breasts bouncing, your body trembling and sweaty as you took her cock, shaking your head quickly with a shaky cry, “N-No mommy, no, no, you- you are, I’m sorry- please let me cum, please!” You begged her desperately, almost crying as you squirmed, crying out as she slammed her hips into you roughly, slapping your thigh, “You’ll cum when I let you cum, if I even let you.” She spat out, gripping your chin in her hand as she kissed you forcefully, growling against your lips before suddenly pulling out of you completely, making you whine before you were being turned over quickly, a surprised yelp leaving you before your hips we’re pulled up, screaming out as Charlotte slid her tip through your folds and pushed right back inside you with no mercy, filling you to the brim with her length.

“That’s a good slut, mommy just needed to fuck you like this, huh?” *She mocked out, her hand going to your neck to wrap around it as she pulled you up, making you choke on a moan, your eyes rolling back as her hips slapped against your ass, skin slapping loudly as her hips met your ass, her cock thrusting in and out of your messy cunt, feeling her throbbing more frequently, getting close to her orgasm, you could tell by the way she got sloppier, rougher, her tone getting more breathless as her hips stuttered, “Mommy just needed to teach you your manners.”

She growled out with a strangled groan and a hiss as she felt her orgasm coming on, your pussy was just so perfect, so tight and wet around her throbbing cock as she pounded into you with a faster pace, “Be a good girl and take Mommy’s cum, baby, oh fuck!” Charlotte cried out, slamming her hips into your ass so rough with a gasp, making you scream out as she pushed your face down in the pillows, her body trembling as she moaned loudly, her cock spurting loads of sticky hot cum into your pussy, the warmth filling your body as you moaned out the loudest whine, trembling with a shaky cry as your body tensed, cumming right with her with shaky gasps making her groan and gasp, sliding her arms around your waist, her breasts pressing down against your back as she humped you until her load was securely emptied inside you, “Agh… good girl baby… good girl…”

She panted softly against your back as she came down from her high, laying soft kisses to your shoulder blades and then back of your neck as she helped you slump down against the bedsheets, her hand rubbing your thigh, voice soft as she praised you, “You did so good baby…” She smiled and tucked your hair behind your ear so she could kiss your cheek, carefully pulling out of you to lay beside you and pull you on-top of her so you were laying on her breasts. You nuzzled right into her immediately, you felt so spent, your body shaky, fuzzy, sweaty, you could feel her cum starting to slowly spill out of you, making you squirm before she shushed you, “Shhh, it’s okay baby, you just rest, we’ll clean up in a few minutes.” She spoke softly, but your eyes were already closing, she couldn’t help but smile at you adoringly as you knocked out into a unconscious state, shaking her head as she grabbed a rag from your nightstand, wiping you clean before pulling the blankets up to snuggle you, holding you protectively until she soon drifted off to sleep with you in her arms.

[moneymartin]

pls shy lottie hcs >__<

🦌- shy!lottie hcs

she was very closed off when she started playing soccer at school fs. i feel like she would probably be afraid of telling ppl she was schizo so she kept that to herself ☹️

as a freshman she probably had a few friends that traveled up with her thru middle school but they barely talked to her at the beginning

she seems like the snarky mean rich girl but in reality she is just a big ol puppy

if you talked to her in class the girl would literally squeak out an answer cause she’s too damn nervous to actually talk to you 😭

instead she passes you little notes. things that say “how have u been? :)” or “the answers are…” and “blah blah blah” whenever the teacher starts talking too much

probably a lot of stupid drawings YET really fucking good ones. not related but i feel like lottie is really good at the arts

when she starts talking to you more though she becomes a little bit more confident. actually using her mouth to talk instead of the notes 💀

she still does it though cause whenever she thinks you look really pretty/handsome she’ll draw a really good picture of you and you keep it forever

then you guys actually start to date. she doesn’t make the first move, obvi but she’s so into you

she makes it really obvious too. holding your hand in the hallways or sticking little envelopes on your locker door that says “from lottie” with a bunch of detailed drawings (flowers and animals) and a stupid doodle of you two together

also she definitely not a good kisser 😭

her shy personality made it a lot harder for her to get into relationships. she never gets to say what she wants to say so she ended up losing a bunch of chances. then you made that move :)!!!!

when you give her a kiss on just the cheek or the forehead she is RED! SO RED IT WON’T EVEN LOOK REAL!

she’d stammer a lot afterwards. maybe thanking you for that and then burying her face into your shoulder cause she’s so embarrassed

BUT when you actually kiss her on the lips for the first time she has no clue what to do. like a lost puppy:(

you help her out by guiding her face and her head so she can do it right

you pull away too so you can tell her what to do with her lips. she’s sooo shy but she wants you to know she’s trying so that you can feel good too >__<

definitely whines and whimpers in between the kiss cause she’s not used to it…

she doesn’t know what to do with her hands too. you guide them to either your hips, your waist, or your butt 😆 she’s afraid to grip but you tell her to :3

when you two finish she is a fucking mess. like she won’t speak, she won’t move, and she won’t even look at you after. like she’s so flustered and embarrassed again and everything like!!!!

SHES SO BABY I’M GOING TO DIE

[scatorcciogf]

let the light in

¬ summary: spider!lottie saves you from a criminal. established relationship but reader doesn't know she's spidey yet :) ¬ warnings: cursing, gun mentions (nothing happens), slight violence + injury. gn!reader ¬ word count: 2.5k.... i swear this was supposed to be a drabble

it’s a quiet night tonight. 

well. as quiet as it can get in the city that never sleeps. but you’re not necessarily in the city — you’re on the outskirts, waiting for a bus back home — so it's way calmer. you were visiting a friend, got a little carried away (see: watching three bad horror movies instead of just one), and now you're definitely gonna have to wait a while until you can catch a ride to the city. 

you sigh, sitting down on the bench. you wish you had lottie there to keep you company, but she had to stay behind and study for an upcoming biochem test. you curse her for being such a responsible student and you curse nyu for existing, and then you take out your phone because you should probably shoot her a text.

at the bus stop now :) see u soon, you write. 

you don’t expect her to reply quickly, considering that she usually leaves her phone in the other room when she wants to focus on something. you’re surprised to see her read it immediately, type for a few seconds, then disappear again. you’re about to ask her about it when she calls you instead.

“hard at work, i see.” you say in lieu of a greeting, and you can almost hear her eyes roll.

“i’m taking a break. don’t be a brat.”

“why’d you call?”

“i wanted to hear your voice. i miss you.” 

you chuckle. “it’s been, like, six hours. you’re ridiculous.” 

despite your teasing, you think it’s cute — and she knows that. she knows how easily you melt at her sweet words and soft smiles.

“well, i also wanted to talk with you while you wait. you know, make sure you’re safe. i don’t like the idea of you being out alone so late at night.” she argues.

“and that’s very sweet of you,” you say, smiling. “but there’s literally nobody here. you don’t have to worry about me, you should go study.”

she groans. “but this lesson is so boring. and i’m only revising now, anyway. it’s not that important.”

“lottie.”

“fine… but if you get kidnapped, don’t blame me.”

“as if you could do anything about it all the way from our apartment!”

“i would think of something.”

and you open your mouth to tell her to just go already, but your words die in your throat as you feel something hard and cold pressed against your back. the next voice you hear comes from behind you, not from the phone, and it's much deeper and rougher than your girlfriend's. 

“hang up. right now.”

fuck. did you accidentally manifest getting kidnapped? you're frozen in both fear and indecision, bar your shaking hand. was that a gun or a knife? you want to tell lottie to call the police, but you're also afraid of what the man would do to you if you did. what if he kills you anyway? fuck, fuck, fuck. 

“baby?” you hear her confused voice at the same time as he shouts: “i said now!”

you want to tell her you love her before you end the call, fearing that you might never get another chance, but you find yourself too paralyzed to speak. instead, you press the button and drop the phone, hearing it shatter as it hits the ground. you know she knows anyway. 

the man speaks again, and you realize his voice is muffled by what must be a ski mask. “give me all your money. come on.”

you shake your head, eyes welling up. “i don't have anything on me, i swear.” 

“don't make me hurt you. just give me your fucking wallet.” 

“please,” you somehow manage to say as you show him your pockets are empty. “i already told you, i don't have my wallet with me.”

“and i don't believe you. what about your bag?”

you feel your heart rate picking up as he gets more aggressive in both his tone and actions — you're going to have a bruise with how strongly he's pressing his gun to you. if he doesn't actually pull the trigger, that is.

you slowly reach for your bag. you really don't have anything valuable in there, besides headphones and a water bottle. maybe he'll be satisfied with just that if he's particularly thirsty. 

you open it up and shift it vaguely towards where he's standing. “see? no money. please just—”

you're interrupted by a sudden thwip sound behind you. weird sound for a gun to make, you think, before you realize it's not the gun that you heard, but rather what grabbed it. a thin, but seemingly firm, spiderweb-like fluid, swiftly tugging it towards—

spider-woman. holy shit. 

“have you ever considered getting a job? it's this thing where you contribute to society and get paid, instead of mugging innocent people at night.” she says, tossing the gun aside. 

your mind is still racing, but you have the common sense to step away from the guy. it's only when you turn to look at him for the first time that you realize he doesn't need a weapon to be able to hurt you — he's massive. and now, it seems, pretty angry too. 

“not you again,” he growls. “mind your fucking business.”

she jumps down from the tree she was in, elegantly landing a few feet away from you. her gaze doesn't leave him, however. 

“the safety of people who live here is my business.”

he scoffs. “what are you gonna do, then? arrest me?”

“something like that.”

he lunges towards her before she can make the first move, looking ready to strangle her. she's too quick for someone like him, though, and she dodges every punch he tries to throw her way. you assumed she'd immobilize him with the web or something, but then again, what do you know. maybe she's just too busy trying not to get beat up. 

they spar for a minute or two, the guy holding up better than you thought he would. you should probably run away or call the police (scratch that, she just stepped on your phone and you swear you heard a crack! in between all the grunts and hits), but you're so captivated by the whole situation that you can't look away. it's not every day you get to see spider-woman up close. 

she kicks his side and manages to shoot the web into his eyes while he's catching his breath. he winces and swears loudly, stumbling back. he's scratching at it, and you can tell it's very tough to get it off. 

“oh, fuck this!” he exclaims before she can do anything else. 

still functionally blind, he starts running away, slamming against you in the process. he's clearly not impacted by it because he just continues running off, but you are. it was too forceful for you to stay on your feet, and in a flash, you're on the ground, dull pain in your head from hitting the bench. 

“ow…” you mumble, reaching to touch the back of your head. 

you feel blood under your fingers. great. you think about telling spider-woman to call the ambulance before she goes to catch the bad guy, but she's hurrying towards you before you even have to ask. you can't see her face, but you can tell by her voice that she's worried. 

“are you okay?” she asks. “oh, god, is that blood?”

you hum in response, starting to feel a little dizzy. your eyelids suddenly feel heavier, too. 

“no, no, don't pass out. talk to me. what do you feel?” 

you blink a few times, trying to stay awake. “i don't know… i feel dizzy. and in shock. and it hurts.”

she sighs. “i know, but you can't fall asleep, okay? please. you'll be okay, i just have to get you to a hospital.”

“aren't you going to run after him?”

“that guy? no, i'll just find him later,” she turns to look at your bag. “do you have any tissues or something? we should apply pressure to— you know.”

“no,” you shake your head. “it's fine, i'll just…”

you try to get up, but you soon realize you didn't just hurt your head. you feel sharp pain in your ankle, too. you're not entirely sure you could stand up if you tried. 

spider-woman notices, and she seems even more concerned. “it's not fine. i'll carry you.”

“you can't exactly swing around if your hands are occupied.”

“then i'll walk,” she retorts, inching closer so she can look at your head. “are you sure you don't have anything we can use for that?”

“positive.”

she looks back into your eyes. “you're bleeding a lot.”

she's still for a few seconds. you wonder if she's finally considering the logistical nightmare that would be carrying you to a hospital. you wonder if she's just going to give up leave you there, bleeding and unable to move. 

then, she takes a deep breath and removes her mask, pressing it firmly to your wound, and you wonder if you've gone insane, because the eyes you make contact with are lottie's, and there's no way that isn't a hallucination, right? 

you don't get the privilege of processing this information, though, because the pressure is painful and makes you feel lightheaded again, and soon enough, you pass out. 

— 🕷 —

your eyes sting when you finally open them. it's too bright in the room, both because of the sunlight and because of how… white and clean everything is. 

so she did get you to a hospital. 

you sit up, beginning to register the dull pain that's still present in the back of your head. you look around, and there she is — curled up on a chair beside your bed, blissfully asleep. you smile at how cute she looks, but then you remember last night, and your smile is replaced by a tight feeling in your chest. 

she can't actually be spider-woman… right? 

you clear your throat, not really willing to wait to find out. you hope the conversation you're about to have will be less confusing than the thoughts floating around in your head. 

“lottie?” you call out. 

her eyes immediately snap open, then widen when she realizes you're up. she shifts in the chair, clearly nervous. 

“oh my god, you're awake. how are you feeling?”

“i'm fine.” you pause. “how are you feeling?”

she seems to stiffen. she just looks at you, as if she's trying to think of what to say. 

“you know, since that guy got in quite a few punches.” you add. 

she sighs, looking away. “i thought you were already passed out when i… when i took off the mask. your eyes were already closing.”

it's a confirmation, and you're almost surprised that she didn't try to act confused or change the subject. but it's lottie, and she's never been good at lying to you. 

(despite the fact that she hid her superhero identity from you for the whole duration of your relationship. although, in hindsight, there were a couple of times where it was your own fault you didn't connect the dots.) 

you shake your head. “no, i saw you.”

you can’t really read her; the look on her face — is it shame or relief? maybe it’d be easier to tell if she just looked at you, or said something. anything but the uncomfortable silence filling the room right now.

“i’m also fine,” she says after a few moments, “knuckles were a little bruised but i heal pretty quickly.”

you nod, relieved to hear that, ignoring how surreal everything about this is. you’re not sure which is harder to process — the fact that you had a gun to your back or the fact that the person who saved you from getting shot was spider-woman, who is actually your girlfriend. your chest feels heavy again. she finally looks at you, and you open your mouth to ask her something, but you both speak at the same time. 

“how did—”

“i’m sorry for—”

“you can go first.” you say, offering a small smile.

“i’m sorry i never told you. i wanted to, but it’s just… difficult to get the words out. i didn’t want you to worry, either, that’s the main reason. you already have enough on your plate.” a beat. “but now that you know… it’s fine if you want to break up. i lied to you, and i know it’d be stressful knowing this, so.”

your eyes widen. “what? lottie, i’m not gonna break up with you.”

and, well, you’re pretty sure the look on her face is relief now. 

“no?” she asks quietly, and your heart breaks a little as you realize she fully believed what she said.

“no, of course not. oh my god. come here.”

you shift a little to the side so she can sit next to you, and she does, albeit a little hesitantly. you pull her closer, enjoying the warmth as her body presses into yours. you slide an arm around her waist and pull her in for a gentle kiss, before putting your head on her shoulder.

“are you sure you’re not mad?” she asks.

“i guess i’m more in shock than anything else.”

she tenses a little. “i can’t believe this happened to you. i’m so sorry, i should have stopped him, i…”

“lottie.” you look up at her. “you did what you could. which, speaking of, how did you get there so quickly?”

she grins. “i have my ways.”

you roll your eyes, then close them again, burying your face in her shoulder. a few moments pass where you’re just holding each other in silence, and if you hadn’t just woken up from a coma, you would fall asleep on the spot. as it is, though, you just sit there, breathing in her perfume. 

“does anyone else know?” you ask after a while.

“not really, no. i didn’t want anyone to get wrapped up in this.”

“really? i figured you’d have laura lee as your sidekick or something. you know, have her pray for you every time you go out to do your thing.”

she laughs. “i didn’t think of that. it’s not an entirely bad idea.”

you weakly slap her on the arm. “hey, no. i’m helping you now. i won’t tolerate competition.”

“helping me? you don’t plan on getting a costume of your own, do you?”

“mmm, i was thinking more along the lines of patching you up when you get home. i like seeing you shirtless.”

she grins and pulls you in for another kiss, a little less gentle this time. she slides her arms down to your waist and you let her press your bodies together as tightly as physics allow, melting into her. you still have a lot of questions — both about the life she’s been leading behind your back and the life you two are going to have from now on — but they can wait. for now, you’re content with just getting to kiss her senseless until a nurse comes for a check up.

[deerlottie]

🦌— reunion

summary: you visit lottie after she gets rescued. warnings: transmasc!reader and fluff...that's it. repost

you couldn’t help but feel awkward as you sat with lottie. why were you so nervous? maybe it was because this is the first time you’ve seen her since they rescued the yellowjackets. you only had a few moments with her that day before her parents had dragged her away, placing her in this institution. if it were up to you, lottie would be living with you and your family. a loving one. 

you also can’t deny how much you’ve changed since she’s been gone; having started T and of course, the effects are obvious. it’s not a complete surprise though - you talked about being transmasc and going on T months before lottie had left for nationals. she was supportive through and through - saying how excited she was to help you with your shots when you started. 

you two have been sitting on her bed for minutes before she speaks up. 

“you look nice. happier.” lottie finally breaks the silence, sounding a bit shy.

you nod, a blush creeping onto your cheeks at the compliment. “i feel happier. it’s almost my one year on T, actually.” you beam. “I started a couple weeks after you guys left. you owe me a couple shots by the way.”

she laughs at your joke and bumps shoulders with you. tentatively, she moves her hand towards yours, the touch of her fingers on yours feeling like electricity. “i’m really glad you’re here.” 

biting your lip to hold back a couple tears from dropping, you grip her hand in yours. “me too. i’m so glad you’re safe. i would’ve come and seen you sooner but i wasn’t allowed.”

lottie tilts her head curiously. “why?”

“it was a whole battle getting your parents to let me see you.” you laugh bitterly, remembering how much they fought you over it. “like i’m not your fuckin’ boyfriend or something.”

“boyfriend?” lottie asks quietly, looking up at you.

“w-well, yeah. i mean we never technically broke up before.” you shrug, averting your gaze over her shoulder, thinking you said the wrong thing.

“you didn’t see other girls…?” she questions, like she expects you to say you did.

“of course not. all i could think about was you. if you were alright, if you were even alive. the thought of being with someone else that wasn't you made me feel guilty.” you finally look her back in the eyes. she looks like a baby deer in headlights; such a cute sight. you still can’t believe she’s here with you. in person. alive.

lottie stares at you for a few moments before sliding her hand up to your chin, grasping the baby hairs growing there before she tugs you closer to her, lips finding yours. without sounding too cliche, you can feel millions of fireworks go off from her kiss. you both melt into the kiss like clockwork, the feeling of her lips on yours after the months she’s been gone was like a weight being lifted off your shoulders. 

reluctantly pulling away for air, lottie breathes a sigh of pleasure. “god, i’ve missed that so much.” she leans her forehead against yours, looking deeply into your eyes.

“we can do it again, and again, and again.” each word you say punctuated with another kiss to her soft lips. 

you can’t wait til she’s finally released from here. you so badly want to hold her all night, to keep her safe, to love her. you have no idea how long her parents plan to keep her in here, but you hope it’s not much longer. you want to make up for all the time lost. you hear a buzzer sound go off, shoulders sagging in disappointment because you know visiting hours are over. 

sighing, you get up and walk towards the door, lottie following you close behind like a lost puppy. you feel your heart shatter when you get a good look at her face. she doesn’t want you to leave her. not again.

“hey,” you cup her cheek, rubbing your thumb against her soft skin, “i’ll be back tomorrow, okay?” you kiss her lips, savoring the moment. you’ll never get sick of this. of being able to touch and be with her again. “i love you.”

[l0tt1emy]

Charlie matthews x Reader

A/n: Smut no plot 'cause I'm feeling wild !

Your fingers brush against Charlie's dick and balls, causing him to jerk forward and moan loudly. You can feel how hard he is, even through the thin fabric of his boxers. Charlie's nails dig into your arms as you slowly move your hand up and down the length of his erection. A soft smile tugs at your lips as he lets out a shaky breath.

"Oh fuck, baby..." He pants, arching his back

You carefully lift the waistband of Charlie's boxers, revealing his arousal fully. It stands tall and proud, the head glistening with precum. Your eyes trace over its length before meeting his gaze, and you can see the desire burning bright in them. A small blush creeps onto his cheeks, but he doesn't look away from you.

"Yes" Charlie whispers softly, biting his lower lip. His chest rises and falls rapidly, and you can see beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Charlie swallows thickly and nods, still watching you intently. His hands grip your wrists tightly as you continue to stroke him gently. "You do things to me, baby," he murmurs, closing his eyes briefly. When they open again, there's a mix of longing and submission in their depths.

He shifts restlessly underneath you, humping his hips subtly against your hand. "It's all you... I want you so bad." A shiver runs through him, and he licks his lips nervously.

" I didn't do anything and you're already like this.." You mutter while raising an eyebrow, sighing shakily and placing a small kiss on the tip of his dick

With a tremulous breath, Charlie watches as you lean in and press your lips against the tip of his dick. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through him, making him jerk and groan. Your tongue traces the vein running down the underside of his shaft, eliciting another shiver from him.

"Fuck, baby..." He moans, bucking his hips upward. "Please..." His voice cracks slightly, and his eyes plead with you.

"tsk.. so pathetic" you mumble and look into his eyes

Sorry!" Charlie gasps out, biting his lip. His eyes follow your movements as you trail kisses further down his body. "Don't stop, please..."

You reach his dick and he arches off the bed, whining softly. You place a gentle kiss on his tip, then run your tongue around it, savoring the sound of his sharp intake of breath.

"Fuck, that feels so good..." He mumbles, reaching for your hair. You capture his hand and bring it back to your side, giving him a warning look.

"Behave, or no more fun for you." You tease, nipping at his skin lightly.

Charlie lets out a shaky breath, nodding quickly. "Sorry sorry sorry... I promise, don't stop." He squirms under your ministrations, his hips twitching in spite of himself. You take your time exploring his body with your mouth, enjoying the sounds he makes as you lavish attention on his thighs, belly button, and finally arriving at the target.

His dick pulses in your hand when you wrap your fingers around it once again, and he whimpers, struggling not to thrust into your grip. You give him a knowing grin, leaning in to suck the head of his cock into your mouth. His entire body jerks, and you hear him swallow hard above you.

"F-fuck.." He cries out, his hands balling into fists. You hum around him, feeling him grow even harder in your mouth.

Slowly, you cup Charlie's testicles, gently rolling them between your fingers. He lets out a shuddering moan, his hips rocking involuntarily.

As you continue to suck and stroke him, his breathing becomes more ragged. Sweat forms on his forehead, and he clutches the sheets in tight fists. "Baby, I'm gonna come... I'm so close..." His voice is strained, bordering on desperation.

You can tell Charlie is trying to hold back, his face contorting with effort. Sweat continues to break out on his brow as he grips the sheets tighter. With each suck and stroke, he gets closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, he lets out an an anguished cry, "Please, baby... I can't!"

"You can," you counter, increasing your pace slightly. Your eyes meet his, and you can see the battle going on behind them

He closes his eyes tightly, teeth gritted, and suddenly relaxes, surrendering to the sensations overwhelming him. "Ah, fuck!" He cries out, his hips bucking wildly.

You pull back just in time, watching as he spills onto your waiting hand and stomach. A satisfied sigh escapes you as he collapses back onto the pillow, panting heavily

"You made a mess, you're not even good enough to hold this shit back?" You mutter as you look at Charlie who is biting his bottom lip as he stares at you. "I'm sorry, baby," Charlie says, looking contrite. His chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath. "I couldn't help it."

You smirk, wiping some of the remaining cum from your stomach with your thumb, bringing it to your lips and licking it off. Charlie watches you do this, eyes wide.

"Such a needy boy," you tease, wagging your finger at him

Sure enough, Charlie's dick starts to stiffen in your hand, evidence of his desire for you. He blushes deeply, but there's also a hint of pride in his expression.

"See what you do to me?" He whispers, reaching for your leg and pulling it over his hips.

"Can we try something different tonight, baby?"

[ultrone]

𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

i only write for young lottie. she's +18 on all smut content.

click here to see yellowjackets masterlist.

⋆ ꉂ one-shots — wc 2k+

over the edge : pre-crash — your best friend, lottie, has been in love with you for a while now, but can't find a way to tell you the truth... until she gets jealous and that pushes her over the edge to confess her feelings.

⋆ ꉂ drabbles — 1k to 2k wc

spider lottie x black cat nat x ordinary reader

lottie fucking you on her dad’s desk

spider!lottie x kleptomaniac!reader

⋆ ꉂ blurbs — wc less than 1k

going to bed with whiny lottie : pre-crash

protective bff lottie cleaning up your wounds : post-crash

lottie eating you out because the wilderness asked her to

lottie teaching you how to play soccer

lottie fucking you with her strap : post-crash

shades of cool : au

mean girl lottie and bsf nat

⋆ ꉂ headcanons — bulletpoints

girlfriend lottie : pre-crash

dating protective lottie : pre-crash

lottie dating golden retriever gf : pre-crash

her reaction to being jealous, simping and angry

random thoughts : pre-crash

older sister lottie : pre-crash

lottie with guitarist gf

witch!gf!lottie : post-crash

jackielot dating deaf!reader

⋆ ꉂ tags

lottie matthews thoughts — contains every ask i’ve answered that is related to her.

[flowerbxuquet]

Lovely

Older!Lottie Matthews x fem!reader

warnings: none

A/N: these past weeks at school have been so awful and stressful like i jus want lottie to hold me (i’m delulu). This is rlly short i jus needed to make a self indulgent comfort fic lmao..this is really bad i’m lazy and tired

Everything was stressful, everything felt like hell, everything except your wife..that’s all you wanted to do, was go home and see beautiful Charlotte Matthews. You felt overstimulated, anytime someone breathed or moved something too loud it pissed you off to no end and your clothes felt wrong and tight on your skin in the worst possible way.

When you finally stumble through the door, it’s late, you’re tired and stressed and barely have enough energy to spend time with your wife and it hurts your heart because she’s so patient.

“Love?” Lottie’s voice rings out as she pops out of the kitchen and she sees your red puffy eyes, tears streaming down your face.

Lottie frowns and immediately stops what she’s doing, “Oh, honey..” The woman coos and walks over to you, cradling your face.

You sniffle, leaning into her touch and your eyes fall shut because how could they not? Lottie was calming and peaceful, her touch felt like heaven and you could fall asleep right now just with her holding you like this.

Lottie smiles softly and thumbs away your tears, leaning over and kissing you on the forehead.

“Oh, pretty girl..tough day?” Lottie asks softly and moves to lay your head against her chest as she maneuvers you two to the couch so you can rest.

Lottie feels you nod against her chest and she sighs, her fingers moving to run through your hair and it relaxes the aching in your head and you already feel like you’re about to fall asleep.

Charlotte makes sure to feed you some of the dinner she had made and gives you hydration as well.

You two are now in bed and she hands you a cup of tea, you don’t really believe in her herbal remedies or meditations but it was her way of showing she cared and it made your heart flutter.

“Thank you.” You say to her and Lottie smiles so lovingly like you hung the moon. You sip at the tea as Lottie crawls under the covers with you, the second you place the tea cup down she pulls you into her arms.

The tea, the food, the comfy clothes and feeling of Lottie wrapping her arms around you feels so peaceful and amazing that you already feel yourself drifting off until the sound of Lottie’s soft spoken voice breaks you out of your sleep.

“Do you want to talk about it, darling?”

Lottie asks curiously, her fingers running through your hair to provide a sense of comfort and you shake your head with a sigh.

“No. Not right now…can I just sleep for a bit?” You ask softly and Lottie laughs and nods.

“Of course, you don’t have to ask to sleep, sweetheart.” Lottie explains and you nod. “I love you.” Lottie whispers against your hair as she gives you another kiss on the forehead.

You yawn, muttering an “i love you too.” as you drift off in her arms and to the soft sound of Lottie’s voice humming you to sleep.

[thatgayb1tchwhosimps4her]

Really Random Thought

Do and assess what you what w/ this and the colours.

None of y'all can tell me that Marilyn Thornhill, Adult Van, Adult Lottie and Teen Nat's strap game isn't ASTOUNDINGLY good.

Like they are PACKING and do not give a shit.

Prove me wrong.

-Harlow

[emilysboy01]

Transmasc Reader x Teen!Lottie

Transmasc reader dating Lottie pre-crash, and going through the testosterone changes while she's stuck in Canada (based off this).

Also reader is on low dose testosterone, purely cause that's what I've done my own personal research in :)

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Pre-Crash:

As soon as you told her you were transmasc/wanted to go on testosterone, this girl was straight on the phone to her dad about getting you the best gender therapist, doctor, and surgeon, she could fine, so you could make you on the outside match the inside.

Always giving you kisses and calling you her best boy, I-

Gave you extra special kisses and calling you her brave boy (idahforebifbie). "It's only gonna be a week, sweet boy. I'll be back home soon, I promise." while saying goodbye to you and her parents before she left on the plane her dad had rented for the team.

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Pre-Them Being Found:

Not hearing from her for that entire week broke you, going to the last appointment before getting your first dose in tears and alone.

Unfortunately the next time you heard from her parents was three weeks after your first injection, when her mom called you to say that the team had been deemed deceased.

Life went on for you over that year and a half. You moved to New York, cut your hair shorter, took your T-shots regularly.

Your voice grew deeper, your happy trail got thicker, you even gained a fair bit of facial hair, despite there being a gaping hole in your heart left by the girl you always said you'd marry one day.

Still keeping in touch with said girl's parents (mostly her mom, let's be honest, her dad's a bit of an ass), leaning on each other to try and mourn (to an extent), until you got the phone call. They found them.

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Everything after??:

You sobbed for hours, but ultimately ended up agreeing to Ms Matthews' offer to fly you back to New Jersey, free of charge, since none of you knew the condition of any of the girls, or if she was even on the plane back.

Once you got there you waited and waited and waited, watching the rest of the girls walk off the plane, exchanging small smiles and waves at them, and just as they looked like they were about to shut the plane door, your eyes met hers. She knew it was you.

You bounded over to her, barely giving her enough time to get to the bottom of the steps of the plane and drop her bags, before you literally ran into her, and she held you tightly in her arms.

You both stayed like that for a good 20 minutes, before reluctantly pulling away.

"What is this?" You inquired, running your thumb along a faint scar on her forehead. "Oh that? That's nothing- what is this?!" She replied, lightly scratching her left hand over the small bits of facial hair that had started growing on the undersides of your jaw. "Oh that's nothing," You said, shooing the topic off slightly, resting your hands on her cheeks. "Wait until you see the happy trail." "You got a happy trail?!!" She exclaimed surprisingly, running her fingers through your short hair.

Let's just say you both spent hours upon hours after that, in the car on your way back to her house, then cuddled up together in her room, catching up on your progress, and slowly but surely, trying to get her to talk about some of the stuff that happened in the wilderness.

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Hi so I got a little carried away w/ these, and it's a little shorter then I thought it would be, but I just wanna keep you guys sat until the 1st, love y'all, hope this was okay @deerlottie xxx

-Harlow

[shipmanisms]

precrash gf lottie headcanons ⋆🪽

҂ warnings: a lil bit of nsfw at the end + lottie w a breeding kink sorry not sorry :3

LOTTIE REQUEST HII💞💞💞 anyways!!

we already know lottie cares and loves too much about everyone already, so with you, her partner? OH GODDDD this girl would move mountains for you

whenever you say smth n some of your teammates disagree she'd IMMEDIATELY get those eyes of a neglected poo and go "yeah but think about their point too why are you only focusing on what you want for this team" or just yapping abt how she wants equality for everyone in the team

always towering over you and looking down at you with that cute lil :] smile

can sense instantly how you feel by the look in your eyes and how you act and she always runs after you to help you :( ( whether it's by giving you a blowjob/eating you out or cuddles )

spoils you SO FUCKING MUCHHHH you could hum a song and her alarms would go 🚨🚨🚨

"that's duran duran,their new album got released a few days ago do you want me to buy you a cd?a vinyl?a personal duran duran concert?" AND YOU'RE ALL LIKE "baby....personal duran duran concert?..."

doesn't let you spend even one dollar, buys you food, clothes, LITERALLY WHATEVER YOU WANT

quite literally treats you like a queen/king/monarch ( LMAOOO )

LOOOOVES hugs kissies holding hands anything you give her

begging u to get matching outfits 🥹

your own bodyguard !!!!! if she sees anyone flirting w you at a party SHE SQUARES UP AND GETS ALL MEAN AND SCARY

onto the NSFW now...cough cough

buys toys to use on you <33

going together to buy toys and she shows you a pink sparkly dildo ( that can obv be attached to a harness ) and you're all like "you...you wanna buy that?" "yeah??do u not want me to fuck you with a pink dildo:( it's cute! see, it even has fake cum :3"

but oh boy when you get back home and she's pounding into you with that cocky smile....

pressing down on your stomach so you can feel how deep inside u she is 0_0

"gonna cum in there,hm? gonna take all of mommy's cum inside you?" and you're just nodding and moaning cuz how could u even give her an actual answer

CONCLUSION, i need her and who doesn't.

[kessellluvr]

NYE - nsfw

word count: 1.6k

pairing: adult!lottie x afab!reader

youre lottie’s younger partner and she gets jealous easily.. :3

warnings: 18+ content, fingering, controlling!lottie, older!lottie, rough!lottie, bratty!reader, sub!reader, teasing!reader, intoxication, use of alcohol, mommy kink, nipple play, overstimulation, crying, begging

It was another one of those nights - you were out partying while Lottie was at home, she hated not having you by her side, especially on fucking new years eve. she wanted to spend quality time with you, have a romantic dinner even but you didnt care, you were younger and in that phase where you felt the need to party whenever you could. Lottie tried to talk you out of it but you never listened, you were a brat. You’ve asked her to come along with you because she’d throw tantrums about how she didnt want you to do mistakes which you’d regret. She didnt want to come along, she’d say shes too old for that kind of stuff and its not for her.

Well, today was different - you had left the house without saying goodbye, you two had just gotten in a fight and you were so fucking upset. you felt like blowing up. you came home late, clearly more intoxicated than you’ve ever been before - it was new years eve and youve been to the club with some friends. you clearly had your struggle to get the key into the keyhole of the front door, your vision was blurry but you somehow managed. you turned the key and pushed open the door, pulling out the key and slamming the door. you didnt really care if you might wake up Lottie. you went into the kitchen, couldn’t even walk straight - you threw your keys onto the counter and sat down on it, noticing lottie standing in the doorway to the living room - wearing her black robe. you rolled your eyes and tore your gaze away from her, fiddling with the rings on your fingers - her eyes were burning onto you, you felt yourself getting hot. she stepped closer to you, reaching out to grab your chin. you gulped and looked up at her, innocently. “you know how fucking worried i was? its three am!” she snapped at you, your eyes wide with lust, you were so drunk - her bad mood turned you on.

Lottie noticed the way your lips parted slightly, your eyelids starting to feel heavier - she scoffed and picked you up. “tell me what you did.” she said, trying to sound calmer but failing miserably. “well.. u-uhm.. i drank.. obviously..” you slurred drunkenly. you felt her roll her eyes as the carried you up the stairs and into the bedroom, she threw you on the bed and went to straddle your hips. her robe had fallen open slightly - revealing more of her bare chest, causing your breath to hitch. Lottie’s hand found its way to your shirt - pulling it over your head. she threw it aside carelessly and her hands went behind your back to undo your bra, throwing it off too. Lottie’s hand cupped your breast - her thumb and index finger going to pinch your nipple, causing you to cry out. “did someone else touch you, huh?” she asked - her eyes looked so possessed, fuck it was hot. you shook your head, her two fingers pinched harder, causing you to squirm and whine. a smirk curled upon Lottie’s lips, she let go of your breast and her hands went to undo your pants - pushing them down to the floor and leaving you in just your underpants. “you know mommy doesnt like you going out.. yet you keep doing it.” she murmed as she trailed her finger over your abdomen, sending a shiver along your skin. “mommy’s really upset about that..” she whispered, her lips dragging over the sensitive skin on your neck. “i-im sorry mommy..” you whimpered as her hand cupped your soaked cunt through your panties. her finger slipped under your waistband and pulled your panties down, her thumb trailed circles over your clit. “mommy’s gonna make you cum.. over and over again, until you beg for her to stop.” she murmed and you nodded, this was her form of punishment - overstimulation.

Lottie pulled you in for a kiss as two of her fingers sunk into your cunt, making you moan into her mouth - she smirked and pushed her tounge foward, claiming you once again. her fingers worked expertly, curling up against your g-spot and making you gasp. your hands grasped onto her robe - pulling it off and causing her to stop for a second, she chuckled before she kept going, her tounge dancing with yours as she pumped her fingers in and out your of your cunt. your hands were all over her body, trying to find something to hold on and settling on her waist - your hips bucked upward as she kept fingering you, your eyes rolling back in your head as you felt the waves of your orgasm hitting. “fuuuck.. mommy..” you cried out as your cum came dripping out your hole, Lottie pulled her fingers out - licking them and savouring your taste. “Hmm so good..”

Lottie backed off of you, walking towards the bedside table and pulling open a drawer. she pulled out a vibrator along with her strap-on. your eyes widened as you watched her from the bed, you shifted so you could rest your head on the pillow. Lottie walked back towards you, the vibrator in her hand and the strapon on the matress next to you. you looked up at her with wide eyes - you felt the alcohol still running through your system. she moved to sit and lean against the headboard “come sit between mommy’s legs.” you complied, shifting to sit between her legs, the back of your head resting against her chest. Lottie ran a finger along your inner thigh before grabbing both thighs and spreading them apart. you heard her switch the vibrator on a low level and you glared down to see her bringing it to your swollen clit. as soon as it made contact you gasped, hips bucking upwards. she used her left hand to caress your breasts - you squeezed your eyes shut and felt the sensations run through your veins, a switch clicked and the vibrations started going faster. making you moan harder, hands grasping the sheets as lottie cooed down at you. “hmm let go..” and you did, cumming for her once more. Lottie didnt pull the tog away, she turned the level up once more and your legs twitched as you cried out. she chuckled and her left arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to her and holding you steady. you felt her face nuzzling your neck as she pressed a kiss on there “take it for me..” she whispered into your ear before gently biting down on your lobe - you were a moaning mess, drunk on her words.

As Lottie turned the toy on the highest level, you felt as if you were gonna melt - whimpering in her embrace as your eyes were starting to water “m-mommy please.. i- i cant..” you whined and she moved her free hand to caress your abdomen “shhh.. baby you got this, one more for mommy..”

A tear ran down your cheek as you felt your third orgasm of the night approaching, whining and crying out Lottie’s name as you came. “lottie.. please stop..!” your cry was muffled by her hand over your mouth.

After you finally somewhat calmed down, you laid against her chest - panting slightly. Lottie’s hand was caressing your hair, the vibrator was forgotten to the bedside table. you thought she was finally done punishing you but oh you were wrong. Lottie lifted you by your waist and made you face her, placing you on her lap as she pulled you in for a kiss again, her tounge ran over your lips and you split them, letting both your tounges tangle. after a few seconds she pulled back “now.. one more thing..” she said with that sweet, crooked grin (AHHHH :33) as she reached for the strap-on which laid on the matress. she carefully lifted you off her lap and went to put the strap around her waist, making sure it was tight enough and secure. you bit your lower lip, spreading your legs. Lottie raised a brow “get up.” her tone was more commanding now. you stood up and felt your legs trembling slightly, you looked up at the taller woman “turn around and bend over.” your eyes wide as you complied, spinning around and bending over the bed - it was a rather high bed so it wasnt a problem for lottie to reach you (idk did that make sense??). as soon as you were in position her hand flew across your asscheek, causing you to flinch slightly. Lottie chuckled lowly as she went to position herself, pressing the tip of her purple strap-on against your sore cunt. your eyes squeezed shut as you felt her push foward, your mouth hung open - your hands gripping on the sheets as she started thrusting back and forth, groaning as she did so. Lottie’s grip on your hips tightened, pulling you closer as she slammed the toy in and your cunt. “fuck.. lottie..” you moaned as you felt your fourth orgasm approaching. “so fucking tight.. yet you take mommy so well.” you moaned again, your face buried in the sheets as tears started to form in your eyes once more, your moans became louder and louder until you finally felt the knot in your lower area releasing. your whole body shook slightly, she kept pumping back and forth, her movements becoming slower as she let you fully ride out your last orgasm. “mhmm done so well for me.” she praised as she slowly pulled out.

and with that she left the room, probably off to take a shower as you laid on the bed, properly used by her. you had definitely learned your lesson from this.

AN: i have no fucking idea what this is just uhm yes

[zombieunicorngamerzu]

(Charlotte Matthews x fem reader)

[Warnings- GIP Lottie, spankings, fingering, creampies, anal, aftercare, mommy and baby dynamics, reader doesn’t take care of themselves so they get punished]

Charlotte watched you from her beekeeping area, you looked way too sluggish today, pale, squinting her eyes as she stalked around her hive she tilted her head before calling your name.

Her questions were answered when she saw how quickly you stood up, your face went white, you stopped, swayed, braced yourself on the bench, she rushed over immediately, grabbing your arm as she pulled you against her to take you back to you and hers room.

Her voice was low but concerned as she spoke to you while practically dragging you to your bedroom, “You haven’t eaten today, have you baby?” She frowned as you looked timid about it, your eyes not meeting hers as she shook her head, “Did you even drink any water?” She was appalled when you didn’t answer her, letting out a breath of stress as she shook her head.

“Oh God you were in trouble…” you thought when you looked up to see how Lotties brow was furrowed. She walked with a purpose with an iron grip on your arm, a frown set on her face as she tugged you into your two’s bedroom before she stopped, turning away from you to take off her rings, she spoke to you, or more like ordered, “Baby, undress for mommy, you know the drill.”

“But Mom-“ You were cut off immediately by Charlottes hand raising, not to hit you, but just to hold a finger up to silence you. Charlotte would never hit you, spanking yes, but she’s never been violent with you, ever. She knew your past with your childhood, raised by awful people you didn’t even get one, so Charlotte took it in her hands to be your mommy, to take care of you like your parents should have, even if that means some discipline.

You watched as Charlottes Kaftan moved with her, she wore the prettiest orange and red, sitting down on the bed as she patted her lap, “Over my lap, baby.” You gave her the best puppy dog-eyed look you could manage, hoping to get your way out of this but Charlotte gave you “the look” and you obeyed immediately, bending over her lap as her hands tugged your bottoms down, a cold hand rubbing your bottom.

“Do you know why I’m doing this baby?” She asked in a soothing tone, her hand still splayed on your ass as she looked down at you with care. You nodded with a whimper, nuzzling your nose against her thigh, “Because I forgot to care for myself…” She corrected you with a quick spank to your ass, making you jump and whimper as she shook her head, “No, it’s because you chose to, you thought I’d be distracted today so you thought you could get away with it.”

Another loud slap sounded out through the room, the stinging pain of the sensations made you cry. You knew she was right, Charlotte had a fundraiser today so she had to get up early, and if you didn’t have Charlotte there to force you to care for yourself, you just didn’t, that’s why Charlotte made you move in with her.

When Charlotte first met you it was when she bought a flat in the city, you were her neighbor, just a young colleague girl but gods you looked like death every time she saw you, she watched you for months, she knew your routine, how you worked two jobs and was only ever home to sleep or the very rare occasion you had a day off where you slept the entirety of eighteen hours.

She grew fond over you over that time and knew you needed her help, especially after she found you asleep on the steps leading up to your apartment one night, her heart literally tore to pieces that you worked yourself to the ground just to survive. She took you up to her apartment that night and took care of you and then the next morning when you woke she did what she does best, she tried to convince you to join her at her retreat. You were incredibly anxious and paranoid about the idea.

But eventually and gradually you accepted it, and once she got you to the retreat she placed you right next to her in a cabin, paid extreme special attention to you the entirety of the time you got there, and slowly just started to take control over taking care of you, she took over your life to the point you didn’t even wanna leave. She gradually babied you after you arrived, successfully regressing you after some time and then when you grew feelings for her it became so much easier.

And now here you were, sat in your mommy’s lap after countless spankings, your ass felt red and raw, but your cunt? You were so wet like usual which only made Charlottes long slender fingers bury inside you easier, you were moaning with your head down as she curled her fingers inside you, the smile on her face as she rubbed your back with her free hand while the other was busy playing with your cunt, stretching you out for her cock.

“Good girl, baby, doing so good for mommy…” She purred after you let out a cry, your walls clamping down around her fingers as you came, trembling In her lap as her firm hand held you down, fingers pumping into you from between your thighs to work you through your orgasm before she slowly pulled her fingers out with a moan at the sight of your sticky cum coating her fingers before she pressed them to your mouth,

“Suck off your mess, babygirl… that’s it, suck on your mommy’s fingers,” Charlotte cooed out as she shoved her fingers in your mouth, watching you suck with lidded eyes. Her cock was so hard as she watched you, her hands finally meeting your hips to help you sit up before she pushed you face down in the sheets with another harsh spank to your ass to keep you there, “Stay.” You whimpered loudly at the spank, but nodded, your ass really burned, you knew it was red as you spread your thighs a little more and got into a arch for her, luckily that got a soothing rub to your ass as she undressed, “Good girl baby, get ready for mommy, okay? I’m gonna fuck both those pretty holes tonight, fill you up.”

You whimpered at her words, squirming with fear and arousal. Whenever Charlotte would get upset she would do anal with you and by all means she wasn’t the most gentle with you after she got you adjusted, always showing you who you belonged to. You jolted when you felt the bed dip behind you, feeling Charlottes tip slide against your wet folds before she prodded at your entrance, “Be a good girl for mommy, take a deep breath.”

You nodded quickly as you tried to relax before she pushed inside your soaked little cunt, a low raspy moan leaving her lips as she slid her hands up your waist, thrusting into you immediately with a gentle pace, her hands rubbing your back as you felt her cock stretch you open, slowly filling you more and more with each thrust, “That’s it… good girl, take mommy’s cock- fuck, your so tight baby.”

“Mommy-“ you whimpered out against the sheets at the feeling of her cock stretching your pussy wide, she was so big, you were already trembling as you felt her length push deep inside you, clenching around her cock as she thrusted harder, her nails digging into your hips as you whined, “So big Mommy- agh…” Charlotte smiled at your whimpers, nodding with a slight mocking tone as she rubbed your back, snapping her hips into your ass, “I know baby, I know… just take it for mommy.”

You whined louder when you felt her change up her pace, her hips starting to slap against your ass with every thrust which only made the sting worse, the aching feeling of being so full as you felt her cock heavy slamming inside you, hitting your sweet spot with every rough thrust made you moan, “Fuck baby, your so pretty- oh just like this… so perfect, all bent over for mommy, taking my cock like such a good girl!” Charlotte moaned out in a broken tone.

Panting, breathes so heavy against your skin as she bent over your back to hug you against her, her breasts heavy against your back as she kissed the back of your head, she was getting close, her thrusts getting faster but shorter as she humped you faster, husking out quickly, “Mommy’s gonna cum baby, your gonna take it, all up in that pretty pussy for mommy, take it, baby, take it, take it!”

She cried out loudly with a high pitched groan as she arched up and slammed her thick cock inside you deep, fingers digging into your hips as she growled, you felt her cock twitching inside you until feeling her cum squirt inside you in thick loads, her hips grinding against your ass as Charlotte let out heavy breathes, collecting herself while she felt you squeeze around her cock.

The sensation of feeling her cum inside you sent you crashing into your orgasm, letting out a loud scream into your pillow as you came around her made Charlotte moan and take the chance to push her thumb into your tighter hole with you relaxing from your orgasm, the sensation surprised you at first, moaning louder with a cry out as it made you cum harder, making her smile as she nodded and kissed your back, “Shh… baby, your doing so good… so good, just relax- remember your still not done with your punishment.”

You shivered at the reminder, having almost forgotten this was a punishment until her reminder, making you clench around her cock and finger which only made Charlotte chuckle and nod, “Yes baby, don’t think I forgot. I just wanted to relax you first before the hard part, but don’t worry baby, mommy’s here to take care of you after, just be good for me.” She purred out as she worked her thumb in and out of your tight hole before she leaned over you to the nightstand, watching her as she pulled out a bottle of lube, making you shiver with fear and excitement for the feeling of what you knew was coming.

“You gotta relax, okay baby? I know it’s gonna hurt a little, but I’m right here and you know the safeword, right? Say it.” Charlotte spoke out in a gentle manner, this was a punishment but she always wanted to make sure you knew she would stop everything in a heartbeat if you were uncomfortable, she rubbed your back and gently slid her hand up to your neck to pull you up to look at her.

You had to sit up and arch, her cock still buried in your pussy, you whined at the feeling, her cock stretching your pussy as you leaked out her cum around her length, you caught a glimpse of it dripping on the sheets before you locked eyes with hers, God she looked so pretty, brown eyes gentle as they locked with yours, letting you know everything would be okay, her tan skin, long black hair draped down over her beautiful breasts, her hands… god her hands as she cupped your chin, “Come on baby, I know your not that dumb already, talk to mommy, whats our safeword?”

“Canada.” You whimpered out, swallowing as you nuzzled into her hand, the action made Charlottes heart flutter, brushing her thumb over your lips before leaning in for a gentle kiss, nodding, “Good girl, baby… now back down, ass up.” She just smiled as she threaded her fingers in your hair and pushed your face back down as you yelped, she loved your little noises, caressing your hair with her hand as she slowly pulled out of your pussy, watching her cum spill out of you with a moan, “Fuckk… baby, you soaked my cock enough to where you probably don’t even need lube, but don’t worry I’m still gonna use some, not gonna hurt my sweet girl.”

She pulled back for a minute, you could hear the cap pop open behind you, tilting your head so you could see her hand lathering her cock with the slick fluid. Charlotte squirted some on her hand too, rubbing it generously over your hole, prodding her finger inside a few times just to make sure you were ready, you just tried to keep your calm, taking your calming breathes to relax before you saw her ready.

Charlotte scooted up, her knees bent behind you as she rubbed her hand over the globe of your ass, admiring your arched back before she spread you open with her hands to see your cute little hole, she just let out a soft moan of adoration and admiration, you trusted her so much, she cherished you more than anyone, you’d stayed with her through everything, even her episodes, nobody had ever done that for her and she swore, she would always take care of you, even when you wouldn’t take care of yourself, that’s why this punishment was necessary.

“Baby, you know why mommy’s doing this, don’t you? Your hurting mommy’s precious girl, when you don’t eat, don’t drink, it scares me honey… your all I have, don’t you dare mistreat my babygirl, understand?” Charlotte spoke out with such passion as she rubbed her tip against your lubed up hole before poking it with her head, pressing against the hole with some pressure until you felt yourself start to take her in slowly, the stretch feeling odd but good as you whined out and nodded, groaning,

“Yes… yes mommy, I’m sorry- I’ll take b-better care of myself!” You finished with a scream of surprise at the overwhelming sensation of Charlottes tip popping inside your tight hole, it made you gasp so loud, Charlotte just stilled and cooed to let you adjust, “That’s it baby, Shhh… good girl, just breath. Breath baby.” You groaned out loudly at this feeling, whimpering uncontrollably as you felt your hole stretching to accommodate her thick girth, fuck it hurt… it hurt a lot actually, but she was being so gentle to try not to hurt you, you just felt like your body was on fire, your hole aching around her thick girth, burning as you tried not to squirm or move, you could only kick your feet and whine, which only turned Charlotte on more to be honest.

“Oh baby, that’s it, ohhh fuck… you are so tight and good, agh…” Charlotte moaned out shakily at the feeling of your tightness around her length, “fucking hells…” she groaned out, her eyes fluttering shut as she gave another push, her eyes were locked on your tight hole swallowing her cock in, her whole body was buzzing, grunting and rocking her hips as she got lost in the pleasure while also trying to focus on you, rubbing your back soothingly as you cried. “Shhh baby, I know, I know…” She panted out as she pushed her hands down on your shoulders, leaning on you more to press her body weight down, she moaned when you squealed. You felt her cock pushing deeper inside you, your pussy leaking out cum onto the sheets beneath as your hole twitched around her cock.

Charlotte slowly built a pace, her hips slapping against your ass as she slowly broke in your little hole, she went for slow but powerful thrusts to get you to adjust quicker, her hands gently pulling your hips up so you were snug against her like a puzzle piece, rearing her hips back slowly before slamming right back in to make you scream. She spread open your ass from behind with her hands to admire the sight of you taking in her cock, She moaned low, you looked like heaven stretched around her thick throbbing cock, her eyes locked on how she would pull out just to the tip before pushing back inside. She was lost.

“Oh my god…” you cried out shakily at the feeling, it didn’t hurt too bad now, it just felt overwhelming and your stomach would ache when she pushed in deep, you were trembling violently but we’re immediately soothed when Charlotte would kiss your shoulder or back, her hand dancing under to cup your little tummy you had hanging down, fuck she loved your tummy. Charlotte loved to squish and squeeze and hold it as she fucked you, she knew you were incredibly self conscious about your stomach so she made a point everyday to worship you. She loved having something to squeeze and hold. Charlotte loved you no matter what you looked like to be honest.

There were times when you met Charlotte that you were thinner from not eating and then times you were fuller, healthier from when she would feed you well. Charlotte preferred you healthy and well, she cherished you as long as you loved yourself and even when you didn’t. But when you didn’t love yourself, hell- Charlotte was ready to cherish, worship, and fuck you to oblivion in front of a mirror while praising you to high heavens until you were forced to believe you were perfect.

“Your so precious baby, all mine, fucking mine, pretty baby… isn’t that right, your mommy’s, aren’t you?” Charlotte husked out, panting heavily with her hands on your shoulders to keep you down as she rammed her cock so deep in your ass, moaning loudly as she felt herself getting ready to cum, “Isn’t that right baby?! Fuck- I’m gonna cum, cum with me babygirl!” She cried out as she manhandled your hips to pull them up, shoving her hand between your thighs to push two fingers into your gushing pussy, her palm rubbing roughly on your clit with her cock slamming in your ass you were slammed, literally into your orgasm with the loudest scream of your life.

You choked on your own moan as you felt your body lock up to cum, actually you silent after your scream as your body tensed before trembling violently, your muscles so tensed, especially your neck which worried Charlotte slightly as she moaned loud, holding back her orgasm for a painful second just to press your head down so you wouldn’t strain yourself before she was crying out, holding onto you tight as she burst, cum shooting inside your ass in thick heavy hot loads, Charlotte almost screamed at how good you felt, her moans broken as she panted raggedly, rubbing your back and shuttering as she let out shaky breathes, grinding into you until your orgasms eased off.

Minutes you laid still with Charlotte panting so ragged, the both of you covered in sweat with her still buried and throbbing in your ass before she spoke, “Are you okay, my love?” She asked with such concern, her tone breathless as she slid her fingers into your sweaty hair just to massage your scalp, kissing your head, “Gonna pull out, sweet girl…” she warned you before slowly rearing her hips back which made you groan, “I know, I’m sorry baby.” She spoke out gently, you shivered when her tip lastly slipped and popped out with a wet pop, groaning at the emptiness while Charlotte just pulled back to watch.

Your thighs were still trembling as she looked down at your beautiful hole spilling out her cum, she spread your cheek open a little more to see, making you blush before she shushed you, “Shh baby, admiring my work and my pretty girl.” She just smiled at the sight of both your holes messy and spilling her seed, rubbing your ass before getting up slowly on wobbly legs herself, her hand on your back as she leant down to kiss your head, “I’m gonna run us a bath baby, I’m right here.” She cooed out and you just nodded weakly, you felt so exhausted, eyes droopy with your head tilted just enough to watch her walk to the bathroom, sliding open the doors as you saw her look back over at you with a soothing smile to tell you she was still there as she ran the tub.

She filled it up with warm water, lit candles, but she skipped the epsom salt, soap, and fragrances out of care for your used and very sensitive holes, the last thing Charlotte wanted was to irritate you or cause you to get a infection. She quickly came back and rolled you over, her hands gentle as she helped you sit up but frowning at the whimper you gave, her expression concerned as she placed her hand on your tummy, “What is it baby?” You just blushed, looking up at her hesitantly, your voice timid as you spoke, you felt sore, all over, “Tummy mommy, hurts…” Charlotte just nodded with a concerned expression, rubbing your stomach as she kissed your head, “I’m sorry baby, mommy was too rough, come on, I’ll take care of you. Your not doing anything but resting, today and tomorrow.” She ordered firmly as she picked you up.

Charlotte was surprisingly strong, her muscles showing strain as she lifted you with ease and carried you to the bathroom, placing you in the warm water before she sank in after you with a hum, holding you against her chest her fingers running through your hair as she hummed out, “That’s it… just rest, baby, Mommy’s got you now.” With the warm glow of the candles in the dark bathroom, the warm water, and Charlottes gentle touches, you were out in seconds, in the happiest place in the world, your lovers arms.

(“No fucking clue what got into me, took me like an hour or two to write, anyways, hope you like! Comment! I’m back bitches! I think.”)

[moneymartin]

MAY I REQUEST FOR LOTTIE WITH A SKATER GF HCS

🦌-lottie with skater!gf hcs

k this has been sitting in my inbox for like a week im sorry zzz also pulling stuff out of my ass cuz im so sleepyt

rich girl yes, she def buys you your gear and shit

if you ask her for a new deck she will literally get it for you no hesitation even if she already got you one

even the clothes and shoes like okayyyy (all brand name clothes for skating r so expensive too omfg)

offering her some help cause she wants to learn just for you

one day before she asked for it though she came home with scratches and a few bruises here and there cause she was trying to learn while you were out of the house :(

cannot balance thats why it happened

when you do end up teaching her though she is gripping onto you so tight it feels like your shirt is gonna rip 😭 she’s terrified of falling in front of you it is literally her biggest fear

teaching her tricks is a whole new level like she cannot pop up the tail properly and always holds on to you cause she sux!

you probably get her the skate trainers so she can do them when you’re gone ☹️

idk if ppl are gonna know what i’m talking abt but having her stand on the board while you hold her hands and she jumps so you can make the board underneath spin

please tell me you guys know what i’m talking abt or i’m gonna sound fucking crazy…

when she gets what she considers good she always calls you out so you can see her do a silly lil pop shuv or a strawberry milkshake 😭

when you sucked at skating you would get hurt ALL THE TIME!!!

lots of blood thats for sure.. lottie tending to your wounds and calling you ‘stupid’ for not wearing a helmet

you tell her “it looks dumb on me” and she ends up smacking you in the area where it hurts just so you know not to do it again and wear the damn helmet no matter how dumb it looks 😒

makes up for that tho fs! kisses your little scratches and bruises while you sleep so they magically feel better in the morning

definitely gives you massages too like she is such an angel oh my god

i think if you broke her arm or leg she’d FREAK!!!

she sees your hand twisted in that weird way but you’re just sitting on the floor holding up your wrist while she’s literally sobbing and calling an ambulance 🤧

same thing with the leg me thinks… your ankle twisted or something like that

when you get your arm casted up she helps you do everything like dress and cook and all that shebang

also she writes all over the cast like she makes it hard for the other yjs to sign it cause all there is on there is her name a bunch of times and a million hearts and doodles

one space on there where the yjs have their names cramped up while lottie’s is everywhere 😕

when it heals and you start to skate again lottie makes you wear a big ass sweater with a shit ton of padding underneath

probably makes you wear big old pants too so she can pad them up as well

gets you a big dumb helmet too so you don’t get hurt

but in reality she just cares about you too much and hates seeing you in pain 🙁🙁🙁

[smuttyworks]

SmuttyWorks Masterlist <3

Full masterlist! 

WARNING: Most if not all my stories include dark content so please don’t read if you’re not comfortable with it.

* - Smut

Brandon Carver

*Captured (Part one)

*Captured (Part two)

Captured (Part three)

Before the world ended

*Do you feel the same? (Part one)

*Do you feel the same? (Part two)

Mattheo Riddle

*The Game

*You’re Mine

*Why does wrong feel so good

*Beg for forgiveness 

*Control

Bellamy Blake

*Fear of you disappearing from my grip

Rafe Cameron

Lets go home (Part one)

There is no more home (Part two)

[braidlottie]

“mother” knows best.

pairing: stepmom!lottie x virgin!transmasc!reader

summary: after getting comforted by your stepmother, she thinks of a way to get rid of your stress.

tags: smut, nsfw, 18+ (minors dni), stepcest, age gap, reader is 19, lottie is in her 40s, comfort sex!!,, soft!mommy!lottie, sloppy kissing, virginity loss/first time, breast sucking, handjob, crying, corruption?,, charlotte is used instead of lottie, the niCKNAMES!,, if anyone is know irl sees this no you didn’t

wc: 1.2k

a/n: am i cooked?

unlocking the front door with your house keys, you finally step into your house, feeling so tired. it was only 8 pm and you were ready to crash. you were about to go upstairs when you heard a female voice that startled you. "ignoring me now, honey?" you didn't even notice your stepmother on the couch, reading a book.

"oh- sorry. i didn't see you sitting there." you apologized, and she just shook her head with a smile. "come sit down, honey," she patted the couch cushion next to her. "did your father let you use the car?"

you sat down and shook your head. "he told me he had to go to work early again. but i took the bus." charlotte gave you a look of disapproval, but you knew it was for your dad. "you know i don't like you taking the bus at night, let alone walking." even though she wasn't your birth mother, she still cared about you tremendously. "i'll talk to him later." she put her glasses on her head, taking a sip of her tea.

"you doing okay, sweetie? what's wrong?" a comforting hand wrapped around your waist. "rough day?"

you nodded, resting your head on her shoulder, trying not to doze off. "you know you can tell me. it's not good to keep what you're feeling bottled up inside." she patted your thigh, saying her second sentence a little quieter than the last.

"i was late to class because of the bus, and my professor gave us our essay grades, and mine was a 68, and i don't know why because i worked so hard on it and he won't even tell me what i did wrong. and i didn't have a chance to get any lunch because i had to study, and i'm so tired, mommy." your voice quivered at your last word, covering your teary eyes with the collar of your shirt.

"oh, honey..." she took her book out of her lap and put it on the coffee table, instantly taking you in your arms. "there you go. just cry, baby. let it all out for mommy." she rubbed your back, rocking you while you were hunched over her lap, crying into her lap.

you stopped after a few, wiping your eyes again with your t-shirt. you've never cried in front of your stepmother, but she made you feel so loved that you wanted to cry even more. she pulled your shirt off your face, wiping your eyes with her soft hands. they were cold as well, cooling down your face.

"you're such a hardworking boy, you know that?" charlotte brings you closer, running a hand over your hair. "and such a smart boy.. and a good boy." she gave you a kiss on the temple, shushing your faint whine. "i think you need to relax a bit, hmm?" her hand slowly shifted up your thigh, making you squirm.

she wiped what was left of your tears, and kissed you on the cheek, the corner of her lips touching yours. your heart jumped at the feeling, staring back at her big eyes.

she went in for another kiss, planting one directly on your lips. you couldn't help but break the kiss, trying to catch your breath from the sudden connection. "charlotte... we shouldn't." she could tell you were flustered but scared of getting caught. "this- this is kinda wrong, don't you think?"

"not to me, darling. i just wanted to cheer my boy up, mommy can't do that? can you let mommy help you?" her voice was like velvet, but you couldn't give in. "what about dad?"

"he won't know if we don't tell him, right?" she nodded and you followed her action innocently. “now, c’mon. you gonna give me another kiss?”

you hesitantly nodded before sitting up to peck her on the lips. when you pulled away, she snickered, taking her glasses off her head. “what? what did i do?” you panicked, thinking you did something wrong.

“that’s your kiss? really?” you shrugged and looked down, playing with the thread on your jeans. lottie realized that she upset you and immediately apologized. “oh- i didn’t mean it like that, sweetie. have you ever kissed someone before?”

you looked up at her, shaking your head. it was silent for a second before she spoke again. “..have you ever had sex?” she watched you shake your head again, feeling herself get covered in goosebumps.

“that’s perfectly fine, honey. you’re still young.” her smile grew bigger by the second at your answer. “just relax.” she whispered, hands rubbing up and down your tensed shoulders. she kissed you once more, smirking when she felt your lips melt against yours. “good boy...” her voice was deep but soothing as she chuckled softly, slipping her tongue into your mouth.

she guided your hand to her breast, giving you permission to fondle them. “you know you want to. shy boy.” she teased. you bit your lips, hand trembling as you pulled down the collar of her v-neck, watching her nipple pop out from the cloth. you look up at her, mouth agape.

“use your mouth, baby. c’mon,” she pushed your head closer, feeling your breath on her breast. you kissed the perked bud before swirling your tongue around it, getting a sharp exhale out of your stepmother. her hand rested on the back of your neck, knowing she had you wrapped around her finger.

her hand found the zipper of your jeans, managing to unbutton as well with her other hand on your head. you felt the cold air touch your thighs, squeezing your legs together with a faint whimper. “i don’t bite, pumpkin. open those sweet legs for mommy, hm?” she coaxed, tapping your thighs. she pushed your head back into her nipple, moaning as you latch back on.

you let charlotte tug your pants and boxers down to your ankles, the pads of her fingers swirling around the head of your t-dick. “there’s my boy. just feel good for mommy.” you gasped, letting go from her breast to moan, resting your head back against the couch. your squirms made her put an arm around your waist, feeling yourself get dizzier by the second.

“mama, mama,” you sob, the pressure in your stomach worsening. you try to repeat the phrase again, but only make out a slurred mumble. “shh, shh… oh baby… can’t even think of the right words to say to mommy. are you so close? i can tell you’re right on the edge for mama.”

her words sent a shiver up your snipe, body jerking forward as you came against her fingers. you left quiet the mess, squirting into your clothes, charlotte’s hand, and the edge of the couch.

“good boy. such a good little boy for mommy.” she pulled away from your tdick, holding you close as you came down from your first orgasm. “he’s gonna see the stain, mommy. on the couch.” you whined, scared that your father would find out about your night once he came home.

“shhh, baby. let mommy take care it, okay? c’mon, i’ll run you a bath and clean it up before he gets back. i promise, honey.” she took your jeans off your ankles, and pulled your boxers up, helping you off the couch. you nodded, knowing you could trust her with anything. “that’s my boy, mommy loves you so much.”

you could tell she really meant it, squeezing your hand tight before pulling you into a hug, giving you the affection you’ve always wanted and needed.

taglist: @t4tnat @jaywritessometimes @girltwinklater @kessellluvr @lotties-ashwagandha @shipmanisms

[faglicent]

Grief is a woman and she is walking around on her hands and knees .