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Ladies and gentlemen.. Kehlani Parrish
Song from the tiktok ⬇️
| prettybhris on IG
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ilovesarahkay7 · 17 days
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Kehlani Getting Freaky
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Kehlani
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sapphicxscorpio · 9 months
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🌞kehlani inspired tattoo | “a woman like the sun should always stay bright”🌞
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lani🥵
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havemercyimyoung · 9 months
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Did a lil sum'n with a fave from my fave. #tsnmi
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btheshewolf · 11 months
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happy birthday kehlani!!! I've been listening to you for three years now and it has been insane to see how much you grew. your music helped me feel and heal. I'm forever grateful for your albums...i’m wishing you health, fun and all of the good things for your 28th!!! 🫀
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anbanananna · 2 years
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Who's listening to blue water road???? I need someone to scream about it with
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ilovesarahkay7 · 1 year
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Kehlani Belly Button
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Kehlani's sold out show at Radio City Music Hall in NYC 8.9.22 🌊🧡
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infernalodie · 2 years
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𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 || 𝐑𝐮𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭
“𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘐 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘛-𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘯𝘰𝘸“
Inspo: Kehlani - any given sunday
Pairing: Rue Bennett x Fem!reader
Summary: It was always either you or Rue seeking one another out on Sunday’s. Those nights could only be the best nights of Rue’s entire life.
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Warnings: Shameless smut. Dom!Rue, sub!reader, fingering, degradation kink, daddy kink, and the faintest hint of fluff.
Words 2138
DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!
Rue was helplessly in love.
Not that kiddy type of love. No, the type of love that left her itching for the next moment to see you. Frequently checking her phone to see if you were on Instagram or if you had sent her a text. Hoping that even with you at work, dancing for men who only sought you out for your body, perhaps you would be thinking about her. Thinking about the way her hands would explore every inch of your body with such tenderness that it could be the safest place for you to be.
God, Rue was head over heels for you. Unable to satisfy the ache between the apex of her legs when you appeared in her mind. Images of your alluring eyes connected to hers as you were laid out perfectly on her satin sheets, displaying each beautiful curve of your figure. Letting her know that she was the only one able to get this. She was the only one able to make you feel like this.
It was truly a privilege for Rue to be able to give you this pleasure every Sunday. The way she could stand under all these tropical lights that flashed throughout the dark club, and still find you at the pole. Dancing sensually with your eyes focused on her. There was no more powerful feeling of pure lust than that. Nothing could beat the feeling of Rue knowing that you were just as eager to spend this Sunday night together. If it is sex or just smoking weed, she would be happy to spend the time with you.
You just had that natural effect over Rue. Able to leave her wanting more of either your presence or your heavenly taste on her tongue and dripping from her fingers. She wanted it all, full-time.
At first, when she first saw you at Fezco’s store, she blamed it on your joyous mood. A complete contrast to her broody and awkward nature. Jules had been a breath of fresh air, but you were a tsunami of emotions Rue hadn’t at all been prepared for. But then, when she got to know you, when she tasted your strawberry lip gloss for the first time, she blamed it on your lips. How easily they moved with hers with confidence, but the faintest bit of nerves. Hands trembling when they cupped Rue’s cheeks, pulling her incredibly closer. Blame it on the things that anyone else would think of.
But Rue there was something deeper in it. A force that had her wrapped around your pretty fingers. And she thinks what influenced her to feel such a way was your heart. The way that it beat soothingly when Rue sought out your comfort. Not sex, not emotional support, but just someone to hold her. It sounded so content in those moments of peace and lust.
Then again, Rue couldn’t box your heart into something so superficial. No, your heart held more gifts than just keeping you alive and comforting her. It drove you towards doing the best thing for yourself and the others around you. It held so much love for people you cared for that it got hard to contain it all. And sometimes, you gave more than what some people deserved, including her.
For so long, she didn’t think she was deserving of such love and comfort. You changed that completely and poured every ounce of your love into her. So, even if she didn’t like it and even if she hadn’t fallen for you, she would’ve considered you someone she could rely on. But with these feelings she was battling with, there was no hope of having a normal relationship with you.
Rue watched as your set finished, sadly, but caught sight of you making your way off stage. Trying to keep that cute little smile off your face as you made your way towards her. Not even bothered by the hungry gazes of men who’d been ecstatic from your performance.
When you finally made it over, Rue was leaning against the bar with a smirk. One that you matched, but with far more mischief cooking in that beautiful mind of yours. Your hands purposefully found their way to the hem of her pants, fingers hooking in the belt loops and softly pulling her closer with a tug.
“Hi, daddy.” Your words help far more purpose than most expected. With the soft and innocent tone, it could only be seen as an act of teasing. But Rue knew you and knew that you were just as eager for her to get started.
Licking her lips, looking you up and down withholding a growl, she connected with your eyes. “Can I get a free dance?” That made you grin, taking her hand and leading her along through the strip club. A few other dancers noticed and gave you a wink. A silent pat on the back that left you hurrying you and Rue along in a form of embarrassment. But Rue was only staring at your ass that shook with each step you took.
Moving through a long hall, rooms on either side of you guys’ are occupied with girls dancing for men. It made Rue wonder how many times people ask you to come here to dance for them.
Believe it or not, Rue didn’t much care when she found out you were a stripper. With a body like yours, she would’ve likely done the same. But she knows that it can get hard to make ends meet and this didn’t only help with that problem, but the tips could get insane and allow you to not work for weeks. So, she didn’t mind and judge you for it. But Rue did feel a bit jealous that men would’ve been able to see you in such a sensual way.
Entering a room, Rue sat in the plush leather chair in the centre of the room. The dimly purple-lit room obscured a decent amount of your body. Creating certain shadows that she wished she could get rid of. But it seemed you had the same idea with pulling the curtains to the room shut and turning towards her. Lips curved into that wicked smirk as you pulled off your bra. Showing your full breasts to Rue, who felt that all too familiar ache between her legs appears.
She leaned back in her seat, watching you palm your full breasts, head rolling back with a gentle sigh. Rue was itching to reach out for you, take your petite little body in her hands and play with you as she saw fit. But she stopped herself when she saw you bend over, pulling your pink lingerie down to your ankles where you stepped out of the loops.
A smirk was forever etched on your lips as you straddled Rue with your hands holding the back of the chair. “I missed you, daddy.” You whispered, carefully leaning down and kissing her cheek with enough affection that it made Rue momentarily forget the fact that you were naked just for her.
“I missed you too.” Rue’s hands wandered from your thighs to your ass. Squeezing the plump flesh and forcing you to roll your hips into her. Your clit brushes against the denim of her jeans causing you to inhale sharply, catching your bottom lip between your teeth. “But I also know how a slut like you always wants to be fucked. Ain’t that right, princess?”
You whimpered, nodding as you continued to roll your hips, allowing Rue to sit back and enjoy the show. Watch how your back curved with each roll and how those quiet moans fell from your beautiful lips. This is all she would ever need in life. No drug could come close to how addicting this was.
But her own self-control knew its limits and with the way you were moving, you were making it hard for her to keep her mind straight. This leads to her letting one hand wander to the space between you two, pressing two digits to your clit. Grinning widely when finding you freezing above her, body trembling.
“Oh, you’ve been waiting for this, huh?” Rue teased. “So desperate to be touched.” She dove to fingers through your folds, collecting all the arousal she could before looking at her fingers. Pulling them apart to see a thick string connecting the two digits before she took them into her mouth. You watched hungrily as Rue sucked at her fingers feverishly as if she had been dehydrated and your arousal was all that could cure it.
And you were right to think so. Rue had been wanting to taste you since the last time she saw you. All she ever wanted was you and these long breaks of seeing one another didn’t help to sedate the hunger she had for you. So, yes. You were the cure to every lustful thought Rue had in mind.
Pulling her fingers from her lips with a pop, Rue hummed. “You taste so good, baby.”
“Let me have a taste.” Your eagerness had Rue chuckling in amusement, but still gathering up more of you and allowing you to take her fingers into your mouth. The initial reaction was your eyes fluttering shut with a moan, tongue lapping at her fingers eagerly. If Rue wasn’t so lost in the way your body continued to work against her, she might’ve just allowed her fingers to push further down your throat. Listen to your pathetic gags as your body trembled above her.
When her fingers were free from your lips, Rue didn’t allow you to speak or get a breath out before her fingers were diving into your canal. Sighing when she hears you moan, hips stuttering when you try to roll back onto her fingers.
Her fingers curled and pressed harshly against your g-spot, sending you into a fit of moans as you bounced on her digits. “You’re so pretty when you look like this, Y/n,” Rue whispered. “So desperate to get off on my fingers. You’re such a dirty slut.”
The words had your walls clenching around her fingers. Moan growing louder and unbothered by the possibility of having your boss walk in on you getting fucked like this. The way Rue felt inside you and her hurtful words made you feel something you hadn’t ever felt before.
You rode those fingers with abandonment - with a purpose to impress Rue and give yourself the orgasm you rightfully deserved. After such a good night and getting tipped well, you deserved to have this moment with Rue. And you definitely deserved to finish on her beautiful fingers.
From the way she was curling her fingers and knowing where to touch your body, that orgasm was approaching far quicker than once expected. “Rue, I-I’m gonna cum.”
Rue bit her bottom lip, looking at where you took her fingers so nicely. Watching your bounce on them, seeking the finish you so desperately needed. But when you lifted up, she lifted a third finger just in time for your to slam down.
The moment the extra intrusion was made on your entrance, you cried out. The stretch is unbelievable and leaves Rue to now continue to slam her fingers into your needy cunt. Grunting occasionally with each shove of her fingers that curled far more frequently now. You were drunk off pleasure and you needed more.
“Here I was thinking you wanted to just use me for your own pleasure,” Rue hissed. “I was quite excited to let my pretty little princess do so. But I have to do everything, huh?”
Her thumb pressed against your clit, sending you into overdrive as you grabbed handfuls of her hair. Walls repeatedly clenched around her and your hips bucked to earn more stimulation to the bundle of nerves she gingerly touched. But everything felt just right that it was pushing your further and further towards the edge you needed to jump.
And that release slammed against you in full force. Lips parting and face scrunching up with a silent scream falling from your lips mutely. Rue’s languid thrusts were enough to allow you to ride the clouds for a little longer as she cupped your cheek. Connecting your lips with hers as she kissed you tenderly. Tongue clashing with yours as your body still experienced aftershocks, trembling above her as your heavy breaths passed through your nose.
When you finally relaxed, Rue pulled her fingers from your entrance and pressed the pads of her fingers to your lips. And without question, you took them into your mouth again. Sucking them and letting your tongue take every single drop of you.
“I want you to know that tonight isn’t over after this,” Rue whispered. “Not by a long shot.”
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