#lorraineday

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Lorraine Day x fem!reader

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Song: Promiscuous – Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland Summary: R flustering Lorraine leads to her returning the favour. Warnings: top!lorraine, bottom!femreader, smut, reader receiving, choke kink, praise kink?, reasonably bad smut, me being slightly ashamed of myself Requested by: @slvt4lanadelrey Words: 4.6k

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"You want to know something, Church Mouse," You whispered in Lorraine's ear after the filming had concluded, "I have a feeling one of these days, that boom mic is just going to fall right out of your pretty little hands."

Lorraine's cheeks tinted red at the feeling of your warm breath tickling her ear, the feeling of your lips so close sent electrical currents down her spine, leaving the hairs on the back of her neck standing to attention. "Are you calling me weak, Y/N?" she looked over her shoulder with a small glare, that you couldn't help but smile at, the glare coming off as more adorable than intimidating.

You chuckled as you observed her your eyes always seemingly mesmerised by the very sight of her, "More like small," you pinched your fingers together with a grin.

The brunette rolled her pretty brown eyes at you, her blush deepening ever so slightly as she started putting away the film equipment with a huff, "Don't you got better things to do, that don't include annoying me?"

"Hmmm," you looked up as if in thought for a moment, your finger tapping your chin. A grin returned to your features, your eyes looking directly into Lorraine's brown ones, "Nothing better is coming to my mind right now. So, no."

"Why are you even here?" she asked, a hint of irritation in her words.

You observed her, revelling in how annoyed she seemed to be as you chuckled, "Your little boyfriend RJ," you grinned as her head tilted in confusion at that, "I was the script writer for his little project."

"He's not my boyfriend," she rolled her eyes.

You bit your lip at her words, "Doesn't mean he doesn't want to be," you motioned towards him, and the way his eyes not so subtly looked towards Lorraine every once in a while. "Why did you decide to come anyways, thought this wasn't your scene."

It didn't take an idiot to know exactly what you were referring to, her nickname 'Church Mouse' a target on her very being, only adding to the fact it was most definitely not her scene. She eyed you for a moment, "I could say the same about you," her cheeks tinted a little at the memory of what the film was about, "I didn't know you were into writing adult films."

"You know me, Church Mouse," you grinned, as you leaned closer to whisper in her ear, your fingers trailing gently down the cross-pendant necklace that seemed to adorn her neck, "Always looking for an excuse to hang out with you."

She pushed your face away from her as she shivered at your heated breath against her ear, your fingers automatically letting go of the necklace, "Stop calling me that," she cleared her throat, her cheek painted a deep pink in her blush.

You smirked at her, liking the sight, "What are you going to do about it?"

She didn't respond as she finished packing up the equipment, walking away from you as she did without a single goodbye. You laughed to yourself, liking the fact that you could rile her up. You were surprised to see her walk out without stomping her feet immaturely, maybe chalking it up to her small stature to make you think that way.

You sent RJ a sarcastic wave as he eyed you with narrowed eyes, his eyes never taking themselves off you as you left the room. The front door closed behind you as you stood outside, the wind brushing smoothly against your skin as you closed your eyes.

You couldn't help it, as you imagine her pretty brown eyes, the way they watched the scene as she held the boom mic that was way too big for her. She seemed mesmerised and almost as if she were curious, and maybe she was, but your eyes never left her face during that moment.

It was hard to believe that RJ could ever call her a prude, since she did come on this trip and didn't try to leave when she found out what the film would be about. Sometimes you wondered or even hoped that maybe she came here for you because she knew you would be going. You did after all agree to write the script for this film just because you knew she would be there.

You stayed out for a moment longer, revelling in the feeling of wind blowing against your skin, as your mind filled with images of her. You sighed as you walked back into the house, beginning your mission to look for the girl who was playing on repeat in your mind, a grin taking over your features as you began searching for her, just wanting to fall into the warmth her presence always brought.

It had been the tug on your arm, a pair of small hands pulling you into a random bedroom, back pressing against the door suddenly as soft lips attacked yours with a vengeance. Your eyes were blown wide in shock for only a second, your heart beating incredibly fast in a moment of adrenaline, not quite expecting it. You took notice of Lorraine's small stature almost instantly, not having enough time to take in the fact she was only wearing an oversized blue striped shirt – a striking contrast from the polo shirt and denim jeans she was wearing earlier – before your body relaxed, your eyes closing as you reciprocated the rough kiss.

Her hand reached out clumsily behind you, as she blindly locked the door with a 'click'. Caging you inside between her arms, her hands now lying on either side of you. Your back was pressed roughly to the door, her lips so animalistic against yours, feeling as one of her hands began trailing up your arm in slow motion, leaving burning flames against your skin in their wake. It felt subtle at first, the way they gradually traced up your bicep and towards your throat, before her hands latched onto the back, her body already moulding with yours.

You didn't know where to place your hands, letting Lorraine take the lead as her fingers took to curling into your hair. It felt so gentle, before she roughly tugged on the strands, your head falling back against the door hard as her teeth sunk into your bottom lip, giving it a pull, only to elicit a needy moan from your very lips. The vibration made Lorraine shiver in ecstasy, thoughts of the way she would have you invading her mind, thoughts of the way she would make you fall to her every whim. She wanted you begging for her touch, a whimpering mess that only ever wanted her.

It was so unlike her, you weren't expecting it when you went searching for her, and maybe she knew that. She felt like a seductress in this moment, you could almost believe she had planned this from the way she was dressed in only a shirt. It didn't seem to matter to you whether or not it had been unlike her in the time that she had you pressed against a door, because all your mind could think up was the way you didn't want her to stop and that if this were a dream, you hoped you could remain in this eternal slumber.

A sequence of heavy breaths left you, Lorraine releasing your bottom lip from between her teeth as you both opened your eyes to look at each other, "Is this, okay?" her hand loosened its hold on your hair, allowing you to nod your head frantically at the question with a breathless 'Yes' leaving your lips. She trailed her fingers down your throat, it bobbing as you gulped, her finger making its way towards your collarbone as she gripped the collar of the flannel button-up that you wore, the hem tied in a knot, the piece of clothing accentuating your figure perfectly.

You watched with half-lidded eyes as her own sparkled, the perfect combination of lust and hunger laying within matching yours, hers only hinting at what was to come, both lips yours and hers similarly bruised.

She tugged you with her like a dog on a leash as she walked backwards, pulling you against her body as her lips attached to yours, her tongue slipping into your mouth when she smoothly spun you both halfway. You were walking in reverse now, your mind completely blanked by the pleasure the brown-eyes beauty had you falling into, just from the feel of her lips on yours, her warm skin sending heat down to your very core. You stilled suddenly, the feeling of the back of your knees hitting the side of the bed rooting you to your spot.

You let out a needy whine, your breathing coming out laboured as you missed the heat on your skin when Lorraine seemed to detach herself from you. You felt the force as small hands reached forward and pushed themselves against your chest, your body sinking into the mattress below, your eyes not missing the smirk on Lorraine's face as she stood before you.

The brunette leaned down, her hands dipping into the comforter as she lifted her small frame onto the bed, climbing slowly on top of you. Her hand reached out in its haste, grasping your chin in a vice grip as her beautiful brown eyes bore into yours. "This is how it should be," she whispered huskily, licking her lips, "This is where you should be."

Her breathing stuttered at the whimper that left your lips, "God, Lorraine." Your hands moved under her shirt, gripping Lorraine's hips as she straddled your waist, keeping her bare thighs on either side of you, your fingers caressing the skin beneath her shirt absentmindedly.

"What?" she teased as she tightened her grip on your chin, "No Church Mouse?" she stared into your eyes for a moment before pulling you into a forceful kiss. You didn't have time to fall into the kiss before she was already pulling her lips away from you, pushing you roughly back down as she released her hold on your chin. Her fingers moved sensually down your throat, causing you to gulp as they slowly moved on the top of your flannel. Her hands gripped either side of the fabric in a vice grip, before pulling it harshly apart, the buttons flying off as the shirt ripped open, the sound of buttons hitting the floor the last thing on your mind, your heart banging incredibly fast against your ribcage.

A smirk remained adorned on her luscious lips, her fingers tracing their way down your collarbone until they reached the lace of your bra, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

You could see it in her eyes, knowing exactly what she wanted at that moment, lifting your back off where it lay on the bed, helping Lorraine as she pulled the rest of your flannel button-up off your body, the piece of clothing finding itself thrown across the room. Your red lacey bra came next, her hands reaching around you to unlatch it, only fumbling for a moment before it came undone, uncovering your breasts completely as it slid down your arms. She bit her lip, throwing the bra to join the shirt on the floor.

Lorraine pushed you back down, your back sinking into the mattress once again, the grip you had on her hips tightening ever so slightly. You watched in mere anticipation, her hands reaching down to the hem of her oversized shirt, pulling it smoothly off her body, before throwing it to join yours. You gulped, eyes travelling down her body, her voluptuous breasts now just as bare as yours, your eyes trailing down even further towards the yellow panties she wore. You only had a second to stare before you felt a hand on your chin as she harshly raised it so your half-lidded eyes would connect with hers, "Did I give you permission to look, princess?"

You gulped at the nickname, not quite understanding the multitude of feelings that were invading your senses, heat pooling deep within yourself even more at this moment. You were merely frozen in place, your body quivering in excitement from the authoritative tone in her voice. "I'm sorry..." your voice trembled, almost feeling foreign to you, not quite used to being so ready and helpless under another's command, never imagining that you would be so aroused by it.

The brunette's hand remained gripping your chin, trying to gouge your reaction before you felt her release it from her tight grasp. She lifted her hips only slightly, your eyes tracking her every movement as she slowly began crawling down your body, causing you to shudder when her hands trailed down your sides sensually as she went. Her eyes tracked the length of your body, travelling down every feature on display before her hands connected with the waistband of your denim shorts.

She traced her hands along the waistband, feeling your breathing stutter when her finger leisurely undid the button, before slowly pulling down the zipper, dragging out the suspense as if to torture you. "Lift your hips," her voice caused you to shiver, your arousal only increasing by the second, your reaction automatic, as she commanded, your hips lifting, your abdomen flexing as she began pulling the shorts down from your hips. You had sunk back into the mattress when you lowered yourself back down, Lorraine continuing her task of pulling the piece of clothing down your legs, her grip burning on your thighs as they finally came off, being thrown into the ever-growing pile of discarded clothing.

You were a panting mess, Lorraine's hands trailing up your legs. "Please..." you whimpered, her fingers edging closer to your red lacey panties, doing nothing to calm your eternal need, the fabric already pooling with an embarrassing amount of heat.

She bit her lip, not giving into the moan that was begging to leave her lips at your reaction to her control on you. "Please, what?" she trailed her hands on your thighs, an unbearable heat being left in their place as your impending wetness continued to seep through the fabric of your panties.

You moaned at her touch, "Please, Lorraine," you panted not knowing whether from the pain of your unending want, or your need for her to touch you, "I need you."

Her hands left your body, a whimper leaving your lips at the loss of contact making you feel almost cold despite the ever-growing burning heat on your skin. She observed you, the way your body was shaking for her touch, absolutely begging for it, before gripping your chin between her fingers as she moulded her lips with yours. Her teeth sunk into your bottom lip, tugging at it before she let it go and stared you dead in the eyes, "Get on your hands and knees." You didn't question it, your body working automatically as you were quick in giving her exactly what she wanted, letting her take control of the situation easily. Your hands and knees met the sheets, Lorraine moving up behind you, her mouth reaching close to your ear as she pushed your head into the pillow, "Good girl." It was sultry when it left her lips, a sweet sense of ecstasy sending a shiver down your spine, your breathing shallower at the words that left her mouth.

You whimpered at the contact, her tongue darting out to lick the rim of your ear slowly, before you felt her teeth tug harshly on your earlobe, letting it go almost instantly. You felt her move, her hands trailing down your body, staying on your breasts for a moment longer, her fingers circling the hardened nipples, giving them a slight tug, before trailing her hands further down to the waistband of your red panties.

You were trembling in anticipation, Lorraine leaning down to bite your shoulder as her fingers played with the waistband of the final piece of clothing. You felt the harsh tug, hearing fabric tearing as she ripped the panties clean off your body, a hiss leaving your lips at the sting the elastic created, the now ripped fabric joining the rest of the clothes.

The brunette didn't give you much time to dwell on the slight pain, her hands grasping onto your bare ass, rubbing sensual circles against your cheeks. You felt as one of her hands left it, before striking down hard, a loud smack resounding in the room as her hand connected sharply with your ass. A loud groan left your lips, a moan replacing it when she began rubbing the spot again.

One of her hands slid up to be against your back, pushing down as her other travelled down from your ass, sliding lower towards your centre, a groan leaving both your lips in unison when her fingers finally made contact, "You're so fucking wet for me, princess" she growled, "I bet you fucking love this, don't you?" Her hand slid sensually across your sopping-wet folds, leaving for only a moment as you felt a hard slap to your core when you remained quiet, a loud moan tumbling from your lips, her voice commanding, "Answer me."

"Oh god yes," you groaned, voice shaky, clenching the bed sheets between your fists. You waited in anticipation, a chuckle leaving Lorraine's lips, your eyes squeezing shut when you felt her leaning closer, her breath warm and tingling against your throbbing core.

She pulled her fingers back for a moment, her hand residing on your hip as her tongue began to trail painfully slow across the length of your slit, her tongue pushing against it, as it ran between your folds. You shook, wanting her to keep going, just to bring you the satisfaction you were dying for, your teeth sinking into the pillow below you as you tried your hardest not to scream out.

You felt yourself clench, her teeth gracing your clit for a small moment as she gave it a rough tug. Lorraine hummed in satisfaction as she pulled her face back, "You taste so fucking good," she moaned. You tensed at the feeling of her hand trailing leisurely up your thigh, her finger making contact with your core, forcing you to twitch in need. A gasp left your lips, your teeth pulling away from the pillow when you could no longer keep it in. You gave an involuntary shiver at her touch, gasping out against the pillow when you felt her tease a finger inside, before slipping it in, following it up with a second. Your walls clenched around them almost automatically, a muffled moan releasing from your lips as you tried your hardest to remain quiet.

She wasn't the Church Mouse you remembered at this moment, a feeling that she would be gentle during these moments was thrown out the window as soon as you felt her push in roughly, reaching as deep as she could possibly go, before beginning to pump her fingers. But you had felt it gentle at first, her fingers slathering onto your slickness easily, her movement impossibly slick, until she started moving more harshly.

Lorraine's hand on your back seemed to push down more, her fingers not stopping their movements for even a moment, not leaving you time to think as they moved unbelievably fast, the muffled moans being lost inside the pillow your teeth had found themselves latched back onto.

You felt her move, her fingers not stopping their excessive pumps as she leaned down, her tongue trailing slowly up your spine. You couldn't focus on anything, the overload of sensations blanking your mind, your lips releasing an excessively loud moan when you felt her teeth sink into your shoulder for the second time, in the exact same spot.

Her breasts closed in against your back, her hard nipples feeling incredibly hot against your skin. You felt her lips against your ear, her pumps not stopping for even a moment as the hand on your back left. You didn't know what was going to happen, you had never been in this situation before. Her hand closing around your throat was the last thing you had expected, your teeth relinquishing their hold on the pillow as she used her hold on your throat as leverage to pull you up off the bed and against her chest.

You could hear the slick sounds as she pumped, a third finger easily joining the two already inside you as she moved against your soaked walls, her fingers curling while she pulled you deeper against her chest. You were so close, your walls twitching against her fingers, her teeth grazing your ear, "Don't cum until I tell you to," she husked, sending shivers down your spine as you moaned. "Do you understand me, princess?"

You nod your head frantically, before feeling her squeeze your neck for an actual answer, "Yes—" you choked out, a panting mess as you tried to hold in your desire to have your release, her finger continuing their relentless pumps.

You clenched your eyes shut, feeling yourself creeping closer to the edge, your wall clenching around her fingers hard as you tried to hold back, her fingers hitting all the right places. You knew she was torturing you as her teeth continued to graze and lick your earlobe, curses leaving your lips as she continued her unbearable assault.

"Please..." you begged, not being able to hold back as you remained on the edge of your release.

"What do you want, princess?" she growled out against your ear. "Tell me."

You panted, "Fuck," Lorraine pumped harder as you tried to speak, "Please, I'm—" she smirked, "I need to cum." You gasped.

Lorraine was silent for a moment, biting down on your earlobe as she continued her assault, her fingers slick with your liquids. You felt her breath on your ear, her groans sending a vibration through your body. "Fuck, princess," her voice trembled. She pulled you up a bit more from her hold on your throat, "Cum for me." She squeezed.

You didn't wait another moment, your body twitching and shuddering, your voice turning raw from your release. It felt so intense as your walls clenched incredibly tight on her fingers, your body shaking against her chest. Your eyes were sewn shut as they rolled into the back of your head, your breathing becoming laboured. Lorraine didn't stop her pumps as she pulled you through your intense orgasm, only stilling when she knew it was over, as she placed her lips against your shoulder.

She carefully slipped her fingers out of you but kept a hold of your throat for a bit longer as she brought her fingers up to your lips, "Suck." You didn't hesitate, even though your energy drained from your body, your tongue trailing up her fingers before your lips closed around them, moaning as you tasted your liquids, swirling your tongue around them seductively as you cleaned them off.

Lorraine pulled them away for a moment, pulling you closer as she connected her lips with yours, her tongue slipping into your mouth. She moaned at the taste of you on your tongue, before pulling away and unlatching her hand from your throat, your head finding its home on the pillow below you. You felt the kink in your knees, having been in the same position for far too long, as Lorraine gently moved you, so you weren't on your knees anymore, your legs splayed out in comfort. She massaged the back slowly, before laying down next to you, her eyes locking onto your closed ones, her hands reaching out to move your sweaty hair out of your face.

You took a moment to catch your breath, before opening your eyes and looking into her brown ones, breathing still laboured. "RJ was wrong about you," you chuckled breathlessly, "You are most definitely not a prude."

Lorraine shook her head with a roll of her eyes and a teasing smile, "Thought you said you didn't think I was to begin with."

You grinned, "I didn't," your eyes trailed her body, "This just proved my theory."

"And what theory was that?" she raised an eyebrow.

You bit your lip, "That it's always the quiet ones that are the freakiest in the sheets."

She pushed your face back, a laugh leaving your lips as she did, "I didn't see you complaining."

"I most definitely wasn't," you smiled suggestively, watching as she rolled her eyes, her dimples breaking free as she grinned at you in return, your fingers reaching out absentmindedly to poke one. "I guess I can't call you Church Mouse anymore, can I?"

"I sure hope not," she stroked your hair gently before her hand slid to your cheek, her thumb running circles as you fell into the comforting warmth her skin gave you. "I hate that nickname." Her eyes were still half-lidded, "How much time do we have before the shoot?"

You thought for a moment, "About an hour give or take."

A smirk overtook Lorraine's features, one that had your once-tired body waking up in arousal. "I guess it's my turn, princess." She leaned closer to whisper in your ear. You followed her lead as she lay on her back, leading you in between her thighs as she commanded you to crawl between them, her finger on your chin, forcing you to look up at her. "You're such a good girl."

You shivered, allowing her to command your every action, moaning as you took her yellow panties off before tasting her sweet nectar. Your arousal only increased from the fingers that seemed to tug on your hair, your body completely falling completely to her every whim.

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      You opened your eyes as the banging on the door invaded your senses, having a feeling that it could potentially be knocked off its hinges by the excessive knocks.

"Are you two done in there?" Bobby's voice filtered muffled through the door, "We have a film to shoot."

You groaned, rubbing your eyes as you nudged Lorraine awake to get dressed. You both were hasty, you sending Lorraine a look when you remembered your panties were ripped and the buttons on your flannel gone, only to receive a sheepish look in return as you were forced to go commando, having to tie your flannel shirt up tighter.

As you unlocked the door, pulling Lorraine by the hand, out of the room, you were met with Bobby who gave you both a smirk, "Are you both sure you weren't shooting your own porno?" she laughed, "Because that was some loud noises you both were making."

Lorraine blushed at that, a complete contrast to the commanding woman she was when the door was locked. This only made you pull her closer as you gave RJ a smirk as you saw him glare at you, "Oh we definitely were," you chuckled, "Search it up in stores tomorrow morning." You gave a wink.

The brunette was a blushing mess at this point, as you pulled her along with you, laughter following you the whole way to your destination. You knew you'd probably regret it later when the doors finally lock again, but in all honesty, you were looking forward to it. Wanting nothing more than for when the brunette would take control of you again.

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pairings - lorraineday x g!p!reader

summary - You and Lorraine have been dating for a little while, and she wants to explore all of you…

warnings - smut!!!, oral (lorraine giving), handjobs, slight praising, virgin!reader

an - wanted to make Lorraine seem like an experienced person when it came to blowjobs

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“So like, have you ever had a blowjob?”

It was a peaceful, calm sunday night when Lorraine had asked you that. You were enjoying drinks together on the balcony overlooking you yard, the golden glow of a few candles as your only source of light. Her question made you gag, spitting your drink out onto the railing as you coughed with surprise.

“L-Lorraine!” You sputtered, looking to her with wide eyes.

“What?” She responded in confusion, like the previous question was the most normal thing in the world.

Lorraine had been dating you for about 7 months now, and it has been very enjoyable for you. She is a funny, sweet, and all around wonderful person who has secured a very tight spot in your heart. Honesty was a huge thing for her in a relationship, so early on you had sat her down and told her about your physical differences; thankfully, she was as supportive as ever and was perfectly fine with it.

Until she popped a question like this, so abrupt and out of the blue it caused you to spew out your Moscow Mule onto the law below.

“Have you?” She asked again, staring at you with anticipation.

“I mean no, you are my first relationship.” You said, fiddling nervously with your thumbs.

“I know that, but you could have had like, a hookup or something.”

You shook your head no, pursing your lips as you thought up a good reason for her sudden prodding of your sexual acts.

“The most I’ve ever done was masturbate.” You mumbled, blushing with embarrassment.

“Mediocre.” Lorraine sneered, sipping her vodka as she ogled at you.

Your pride flared up as your face went red. Mediocre? You were most definitely not basic, far from it actually. How could she say such a thing about you? Her girlfriend!

“I’d like to see you do any better…” You hissed, turning away with a huff.

“Okay.”

Your head snapped right back to her, watching as she set her drink down, walked over to you, and got on her knees. Her hands went up your thighs and to your zipper, carefully pulling it down as she gave you an innocent stare with her big, brown, gorgeous eyes.

Weirdly enough, you did nothing to stop her, gawking as she pulled your pants and then boxers down off of your hips. Your semi-hard cock throbbed uncomfortably as her hands rested beside it.

“Ready?” Lorraine asked, giving you a comfortable smile.

You slowly nodded, tracking her surprisingly expert movements. Her left hand slid down the dip of your hip, immediately wrapping around your almost-fully-standing penis. You shivered, the cool touch of her hand soothing the extensive heat your extra appendage was producing.

Gently and guiding, as if to teach you, Lorraine stroked your length. Her hand wasn’t to tight was definitely wasn’t loose, just the right amount of pressure as she started you off with your first handjob. Her eyes were focused on your face, watching your reactions to see what you liked best and least; as of right now, she was doing a pretty great job of getting you off.

“B-babe…I…” A subtle moan escaped your mouth, cutting off your protests.

Lorraine hummed in curiosity, and casually sped up her strokes as you whined and whimpered. Her other hand now came forward, reaching between your legs to cup your balls. She fondled them, squeezing and pulling gently as to figure out what made you feel good.

Soon you figured out she was trying to teach you and learn for herself what your most sensitive spots were. She would try different ways to please you, whether with squeezing or caressing, she was figuring out your sweet spots. A hiss of pain escaped your mouth when she squeezed one of your balls with her thumb and pointer finger, which she instantly stopped doing and never tried it again; that made you feel something giddy inside.

“You are really big.” Lorraine noted, staring at your cock lovingly.

“P-proud six inches..” You gritted, your hands clenching and unclenching as she pressed her finger into your gooch.

She ‘oooh’ed, now speedily stroking you to get you to your orgasm. Both hands were at work, twisting and squeezing as you finally came. Your cum spewed out, ropes covering Lorraine’s hand and face. She giggled, reaching up to wipe it off with her thumb; she stuck it in her mouth, smiling at your taste.

“That good?” You asked, quirking an eyebrow at her.

“Divine.” She said as she pulled her hair back into a ponytail.

You stared at her in shock, not expecting her to actually continue on. From how she was pushing your legs apart and settling herself in between them, you knew she was getting ready to give you head.

Her brown eyes gazed into yours, wide and innocent as she opened her mouth to press her tongue to the base of your cock. She licked her little heart out, dragging her tongue all the way around the diameter. She pressed a few kisses here and there, and left a few love bites on your balls before she slowly dragged her tongue all the way up your length.

The sight was, attractive to say the least. The way she watched you so seductively yet so innocently made you feel some foreign monster roaring inside of you. Eventually she made it to your tip, her tongue swirling and caressing the sensitive top.

Your eyes instantly rolled, nerves aflame as your head fell back in pure bliss. The press of her muscle had your cock throbbing for more, begging to be owned.

“Baby…more…please.” You murmured, desperate to feel just something else.

She complied, her lips wrapping around your tip and suckling carefully as you moaned in satisfaction. She had found your sweet spot, and boy was she going to abuse it. Slowly, she took your full length into her mouth, her spit coating it inch by inch. The supple licks and hums did wonders for your sensitivity, but what really got you going was when she began to suck you off.

She started at your base, the head of your cock snugly tucked into her throat as she started off slowly. There were light sucks at first, soft and caring as she tested you; she was searching again. She ever so slowly dragged up your cock, residing with only your tip remaining in her mouth.

Suddenly, she sucked hard and deep, trying to get your sensitivity ablaze. It worked, and your quiet moans turned into pitiful wails and sobs of pleasure as Lorraine fucking Day gave you your first ever blowjob. She hummed and sucked, her hands getting to work on twisting and squeezing your length. Her teeth grazed your slit, little nibbles causing you to groan out in satisfaction.

“Lorraine, I-I’m close!” You sobbed, your hips attempted to buck up.

She pulled back for a moment to speak, “Chase it baby” before continuing her assault on your cock. Her aggressive suckling and forceful squeezing from her hands brought you to your second orgasm, your seed shooting into her mouth as she swallowed you. The sounds and sight of her gulping and sucking was incredibly hot, and you almost never wanted it to stop.

“Lorraine…” You mumbled weakly, reaching for her and pulling her up to cuddle with you after she put you back into your boxers.

“Awh baby, I’m right here.” Lorraine cooed, letting herself straddle you as she helped you calm down.

Her hand wound itself into your hair, pulling your head to her chest as she scratched your scalp. She kissed your head a few times, murmuring sweet praises and compliments into your hair as she coaxed you to a relaxed state.

“What a gorgeous, talented girl.” She praised, pressing her lips to your forehead.

“Could say the same ‘bout you…” You whispered, burying your face into her chest.

Never will you misjudge Lorraine’s oral skills, but you made a mental note to always ask for it every once and awhile.

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parings- lorraineday x gp!reader summary - you are an openly gay gas station worker, and a certain girl wants your help. warnings - oral sex (R giving), penetrative sex, (R giving), comedy, lame jokes :) an - unsure about this cause it’s my first time writing gp! but whateve :3 (also not proofread)

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It was simple, you were gay.

See, in 1979 people did not approve of homosexuality, not one bit. You always felt like you got the blunt end of homophobia, seeing that everyday people treated you like absolute garbage. It also didn’t help that you were born with an extra…appendage.

Unfortunately, you worked at a gas station that almost everyone always stopped at. You had been mistaken for a younger boy many times before, but once anyone found out you were in fact a girl, their whole attitude changed in an instant. 

“Uh, actually. I’ll pass on the drink.” The man in front of you said, eyeing you with disgust as you attempted to hand him his already paid for drink. 

You sighed, watching him hurry out to his truck and pull off with break-neck speed. 

“Great.” You muttered, walking around the counter to go return the drink to its shelf.

Days like these make you feel uncomfortable and emotional. Usually you were a very thick-skinned person, but when it came to older men and women deciding to criticize you, it broke down your walls very easily. 

Suddenly, the ding of a bell at the front counter startled you, making you hurry back to your station to serve the next customer.

“I’m so sorry, I was restocking and didn’t see you…” You started to ramble until you looked up to see who was waiting to check out.

A girl, around your age, stood before you. Her hair was long, a nice cocoa brown, and was waved perfectly around her shoulders. Freckles danced across her nose and settled under her large doe eyes. She smiled, raising an eyebrow at you as she waved a hand in front of your face. 

“You alright?” She asked, a small southern accent tilted into her words. 

“No..YES…i’m fine.” You said, a lopsided grin coating your face as you scratched behind your neck. 

“Sure…anyways, I was hoping to buy these?” The girl held up a bag of chips and a water.

“Oh, of course.” You said, hurrying to ring her up. 

Your fingers danced across the cash register, pulling out a paper of the prices for her items. 

“Two dollars and fifty cents.” You said, looking up to see her messing around with her purse in frustration.

 “Damn, I think I left my wallet at home.” She grumbled, pulling her lip between her teeth as her tongue slipped out slightly.

You watched her, a blush covering your cheeks as her tongue moved over her lip slowly. Ideas and fantasies of her and you doing, things, flooded your mind and you immediately felt very very dirty. 

“You know, just forget it. I’m sorry for wasting that time.” The girl sighed, giving you a small smile before moving to leave. 

“WAIT.” You shouted, jumping forward to grab her wrist. 

She looked at you in complete shock, a look of pure confusion etched onto her face as you bent over the counter. 

“You can…pay…in other ways…” You said slowly, watching for her reaction.

She stared at you, her mouth falling open as her eyebrows furrowed. Then, out of the blue, she smirked in such a seductive way that you almost fainted.

“How so, pretty girl.” She asked, stepping towards you. 

Now it was your turn to smirk at her, your eyes glistening with mischief. You stood up, leaning your pelvis against the edge of the counter.

“Well, the back room is open.” You suggested in a sultry voice, your hips swaying, “And there is this large, sturdy, and long table back there…”

“Sturdy..?” She questioned, slowly setting her purse down. 

“Hard.” You whispered.

She hummed before hurrying around the counter to drag you into the back room. Your hands were all over each other; up your shirt, down her pants, on her face as you pulled her into a kiss. 

She tasted so interesting, like fresh cherries on a hot summer day. The way her lips locked with yours made it seem like they were meant to be together; it was pure bliss.

“Mmph, god…” She sighed as you sucked a mark onto her neck. 

“Lay down.” You commanded, trying to push her back against the table. 

She huffed, grabbing your hand to make you stop. You pulled your head back to look up at her, raising an eyebrow. 

“I didn’t agree with you topping.” She said, tapping your lips with her pointer finger.

“I didn’t realize you were a dominant girl.”

“I’m a switch actually.”

“So then it shouldn’t matter?”

“No it doesn’t, but I thought I was going to take charge?”

“If you want to you can…”

“No.” She smiled, caressing your cheek, “You can do all the heavy work.”

You chuckled, your thumbs hooking into the band of her shorts to pull them off. 

“Like you are heavy.” You mumbled before finally pushing her back to lay down. 

You were gentle, being slow and kind to remove her panties and make sure that she was not in any way uncomfortable. You stroked her thighs, in awe of how soft her skin was, and focused your attention to between her legs. She was soaked, her velvety folds begging to be spread open and fucked. 

“Wow..” You whispered, inhaling deeply so you could memorize her scent.

“Are you just going to stare or…” The girl questioned but you shushed her when you darted your tongue out to lick up a stripe along her entrance. 

She mewled, a sound you’ve never heard before, and threw her hand back against the wooden surface. That noise seemed good to you, so you repeated your action a few more times before you just shoved your tongue inside of her.

A cry erupted from her lips, her fingers threading into your hair to pull you impossibly closer. Her thighs tightened around your head as you sloppily ate her out. Your focus was more on working her up, not making her cum quite yet.

“Oh..please…right there…”

Oh.

She’s already begging.

You gave yourself a pat on the back for being so damn good at head before burying your face closer into her heat. Your tongue explored, finding all the corners and crevices inside of her, but as soon as you found that sensitive spongy spot, you pulled away.

“What the fuck?” She exclaimed breathlessly, half glaring at you.

You smirked, rolling up the sleeve on your work shirt before pressing your thumb down onto her clit. You proceeded to do tight, fast circles to ensure she would be loose and wet enough for you to use your fingers on her.

“You know, we skipped a lot of steps.” You said, pushing one of her knees away from you so her legs would be spread farther.

“Wha-”

“I think you should answer some questions before I give you what you keep begging for.”

The girl made a sound that was mixed with a groan and a whine, making you raise an eyebrow and stop your movements.

“Or I can go back to work?” You offered, moving to return to the front counter.

“No!” She yelled, grabbing your wrist to keep you there, “I’ll answer anything.”

You smiled, leaning over to kiss her cheek before you continued your assault on her clit. Again pushing her knee away, you checked to see if she was ready for you, and she was.

“Let’s start off easy, hm? I never caught your name.” You said, unbuckling your pants to pull your cock out of your boxers.

“L-Lorraine.” She stuttered, her eyes shut tightly as you button pressed her clit.

“Cute name, I’m Y/N.” You replied before pushing half of your length in.

Lorraine’s eyes shot open in shock, immediately darting down to watch you work yourself into her. She was still exceedingly tight, even after all the foreplay you did, but you knew a few rounds would break her in fully.

“Where’d you come from? Family’s house?” You asked, slowly filling her up inch by inch until you were fully sheathed inside of her.

You didn’t get a response, and looked up to see her head thrown back with her eyes rolling. Clearly she had never had something, or someone, like this.

“Hey.” You called, leaning over her to grab her face, “Answer my question.”

She gulped, her eyes focusing on something else in the room as a means to try and remember what you asked.

“I…I don’t…” She tried, avoiding your disappointed gaze.

“That’s to bad.”

Your hips snapped forward, bumping the head of your cock against that spongy spot deep inside of her. Without giving her a chance to regroup, you pounded yourself into her, moans erupting from her lips as you stretched her apart.

“I’ll ask again.” You said, pulling her head back by her hair so you could mark her neck, “Where did you come from?”

“H-Houston!” She squeaked as you twitched your hips to the left.

You hummed into her skin, feeling content with how many hickeys you left on her neck, and proceeded to pull her legs up and over your shoulders; mating press position.

“How about school. What do you do?” A heavy thrust from your hips sent her eyes rolling and her back arching quite high.

You knew she was drunk on lust, who wouldn’t be in this position, but you were enjoying messing with her and you refused to let up just because she wanted to come.

“Lorraine.” You sing-songed into her ear as your thrusts went from fast and hard to sluggish and deep, “I asked you a question~.”

“I-I’m studying…filmography…” She huffed, leaning her face against yours as your pace sped up again.

“I like movies too, but i’m more of a book person.”

You nipped her ear lobe, soothing the bite before you shoved your mouth against hers. She moaned into you, your tongues intertwining while she wrapped her arms around your neck. The feeling of her walls suddenly pulsing and tightening around you caught your attention.

She was close, really close, but you knew she needed just a tad bit more before she could release; so your pace quickened, faster and deeper as you plowed your cock into her. One of your hands slid down her stomach to find her clit, where you immediately began to speedily button press again.

“Such a pretty girl.” You purred as she wailed, smiling fondly at her distressed state.

Her arms pulled at you, trying to bring you back to being close to her; you caved in almost instantly and buried your face into the side of her neck.

“Let go Lorraine, I want you to squirt on my cock.”

At that statement she finally came, her cries echoing in the small space as she indeed squirted all over you. Your pace slowed as she pulsed erratically around you, her walls clamped so tight you couldn’t pull out.

“Ah…fuck.” You groaned, feeling your own release come involuntarily.

“Don’t worry.” Lorraine sighed, running her fingers through your hair, “I’m on a contraceptive.”

You breathed out, relaxing against her as you both slowly relaxed. It was a peaceful embrace until the sound of the door bell caught your attention. You turned back to her, a sheepish smile on your face. She rolled her eyes.

“Duty calls.” She said, pressing a kiss to your nose.

“But I don’t wanna leave you here.” You mumbled, your smile turning into a frown.

”Aww.” Lorraine cooed, caressing your cheek lovingly, “Don’t worry…”

She pulled herself up so her mouth was beside your ear, her sultry south accent ringing out.

“I’m not going anywhere daddy.”

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