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•HAPPY BIRTHDAY WHORE•

Pansy Parkinson x Y/N

•THIS IS Y/N‘s VIEW•

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❥ Warnings: gay!pansy & gay!reader, fingering, mommy!kink, degrading, roughness, praise!kink

❥ Request?: No, this one crept into my mind.

❥ Summary: „Mommy will leave marks,“ I moaned, pulling you closer. „And?,“ your voice sounded muffled coming from between your teeth.

„Want that,“ I sighed silently, „Don‘t stop.“

„Good girl.“ Your nails left marks on my waist as your hands slid under my dress, „Everyone will see what we did in here. Doesn‘t this concern you at all?“

❥ Author‘s note: This is short. And I‘m fucking gay.

❥ Word count: ~1500

❥ I DO NOT ALLOW COPYING MY WORK, NOR POSTING IT SOMEWHERE ELSE. MY WORK IS ALREADY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND AO3.

SMUT UNDER THE CUT

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„You look beautiful.“

Your voice startled me out of my trance. I flinched, but realized the text moment that it was you who were talking to me.

„Pet. Why don‘t you come downstairs? People are waiting for you,“ you whispered, as you stalked closer to me.

I never liked the feeling of being the prey, until the moment you did it for the first time. I turned around and took a step backwards. My back automatically pressed against the cool wood of the white closet, leaving my skin getting goosepumps from the sudden contact.

„I don‘t know,“ I mumbled, my eyes fixed on your stockings, „I couldn‘t decide what to wear.“

„I think you forgot something, pet.“

My eyes squeezed shut. There was no way to get around this. I was trapped.

You bridged the last few inches between us, gripping my wrists and pulling them behind my back.

„Mommy,“ I whispered.

„Open your eyes,“ you demanded, your voice raspy, „Look at me.“

I tried to refuse. I knew the game would be over as soon as I did what you wanted. But I wanted this. I enjoyed being bratty almost a bit too much at this moment.

„Pathetic little toy,“ you spat out, your nails crawling into my wrists, „You should be happy that it‘s your birthday.“

Your mouth was so near to my ear that I could feel your breath on my sensitive skin right there. I could smell your scent, faint but still present.

This was the moment I realized, I didn‘t breathe since you touched my wrists. My mouth flew open and I took a sharp breath, like a fish which is aching for water.

But I was aching for you.

„My god, you‘re so needy.. it‘s almost sad,“ your voice cooed into my ear, „Don‘t forget your birthday is over in a few hours,“ your nails leaving marks on my skin, „And mommy will be very mad if you won’t do as I say. And you know what this means.“

„Will be a good girl, mommy,“ I choked out, finally opening my eyes. I almost felt like fainting from how desperately I tried to control my breathing.

„Argh, come on pet,“ you suddenly let go off me smiling, leaving me completely confused, „I didn‘t even properly touch you.“

Your hand pushed forwards, tracing the way up between my legs. As you realized what your actions did to me and more important - the fact I didn‘t even wear knickers - your eyes widened.

„Fucking hell, pet,“ you hissed, „Are you serious?“

A small „Mhh“ escaped my lips, as I desperately tried to grind against your hand.

But you pulled away.

„Eager little fucktoy aren’t we?“

A wide grin played around your lips as you pulled my dress down.

„Won‘t give you what you want, love. Not yet.“

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You were already gone downstairs as I finally managed to cool my mind down. I wanted to enjoy the party. I knew what would happen afterwards - and I wasn‘t sure if I would enjoy this.

„Happy birthday!,“ our guests greeted me, when I finally stepped into the living room. I could see some family members and friends. All of them were happy and smiling.

From the corner of my eye, I saw you coming closer. You held a glass of my favourite wine in your hands, smiling too. „It wasn‘t that complicated to do what mommy says, hm?,“ you whispered into my ear, but pulling away the next moment.

Some of our friends came over to us to congratulate me and hand me a small present. „I know you both said no presents.. but we thought we‘d put our money together and buy you one.“

The fact that they still bought me a present, made me smile. „Thank you so much,“ I said. „That‘s really nice of you.“

I opened the present. Inside was a filigree silver bracelet. It was kept simple but had a small "M" dangling from the clasp.

I gasped in surprise. „That‘s beautiful,“ I whispered, „Thank you.“

„It was Pansy‘s idea,“ someone laughed. My gaze searched yours. My lips mouthed a loudless „Mommy“, just as you pulled the present out of my hands.

„Let me do that,“ you said, putting the bracelet around my wrist and closing it. „As I thought. Fits you perfectly.“

You slowly kissed my cheek and disappeared into the crowd. Leaving me confused again.

I knew you played with me. I knew you wanted to make me beg for you.

But I didn‘t want to show you how much I wanted this too.

The party went on without any big complications. I talked to our friends and family, sipping from my wine and enjoying being the most important person for the evening.

Your eyes followed me and every step I took hungrily. I noticed your stare the first time, as my eyes swept through the room, searching for you. And my eyes locked to yours. You didn‘t even blush. It didn‘t make you blush realizing, I saw your insolently open stare.

I just smiled back and continued talking.

A while later you stepped up behind me, slightly caressing my back with your fingertips and laying your hand on my waist.

„May I steal the birthday girl for a few minutes?,“ you asked innocently and lead me towards the kitchen.

„Is everything alright?,“ I whispered to you, but you didn‘t respond.

As soon as the kitchem door closed behind us, your lips were on mine. You pushed me against the counter as you explored my mouth with your tongue.

Your grip on my waist tightened as your mouth caught my soft moans.

„Give me your little moans, love.“ Your lips didn‘t leave mine. „I missed kissing you.“

Your hands grabbed my ass to lift me onto the counter. „Mommy,“ I murmured into the kiss, „What are you doing?“

„Seems like I‘m getting you in trouble pet,“ you answered, your lips trailing down my neck, planting sloppy kisses on my skin.

„Someone could come in,“ I tried to refuse, but couldn‘t find the strengh to push you away.

„Since when don’t you like the thrill of getting caught?“ You bit hard into my neck.

„Mommy will leave marks,“ I moaned, pulling you closer. „And?,“ your voice sounded muffled coming from between your teeth.

„Want that,“ I sighed silently, „Don‘t stop.“

„Good girl.“ Your nails left marks on my waist as your hands slid under my dress, „Everyone will see what we did in here. Doesn‘t this concern you at all?“

„Mh-Mh,“ I moaned. Slowly I shook my head no.

„Little whore,“ you bit me hard, „My little whore.“

My groans echoed through the room. „Mommy, please,“ I pleaded, „Need more.“

„Pssh do you want everyone to hear us?,“ you responded, pushing my dress more upwards to expose my wet lace knickers. Your fingers trailed the wetness through the thin fabric, causing my legs to shake.

„You like this, don‘t you, pet?,“ you hissed, your fingers suddenly gripping the inside of my knickers and aggressively pulling them to the side, exposing my wet pussy to the cold air.

„N- No,“ the brat in me answered.

You smirked against my neck. With a swift movement you inserted a finger into me. „You know what happens to liars?,“ you hummed, removing it painfully slowly, leaving me back whimpering for your touch, „Liars don‘t get to come.“

„No, no,“ I pleaded, pleads damned to get stuck in my throat as you pushed your fingers back in.

„Yes, there..“

I couldn‘t breathe.

„Exactly there,“ you cooed, „That‘s it.“

„I‘m..,“ I tried to speak, getting cut off by you.

„You won‘t come, pet. Not yet.“

My pleading gaze searched for yours.

The pace of your fingers increased, causing my back to arch from the counter. Your grip on my waist tightened.

„Bad girls get punished.“

My moans melted into your mouth as you kissed me deeply. „Good girls don’t lie.“

You thrusted your fingers in me. „No mommy I won’t lie again,“ I pleaded. I could feel how brutally I was soaked between my thighs.

„Shut up and take what I give you.“

Your voice echoed in my ears as I tried to hold back my orgasm.

„Mommy.. I can‘t take this anymore,“ I almost cried, grinding against your hand, my brain going completely numb from your touch.

„You take me so good,“ you moaned now too, „I should fuck you more often,“

Your whispers against the skin of my neck, my body shaking with the heat of your words.

Your fingers thrusted into me fast, and as you took your thumb circling around my clit, the game was over.

I screamed in pleasure.

„I love how you scream for me,“ you moaned into my ear.

My hands were trying to find hold on the counter and I was trying with all strengh to prevent myself from giving in.

„Mommy.. mommy let me come, please, I beg you!“

My vision went white.

„Good girl, cum for me, cum for mommy. It‘s okay, you deserved it.“

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