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jaywritessometimes · 3 months

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Nat x Inexperienced!Reader

nsfw!! 18+

It was well into the soccer season. You'd been to more of Nat's games than you could count. So when you asked to miss just this one, Nat had no issue with it. You had a lot of work to get done anyways.

You're sat watching the tv while working on some projects for work. You tapped away on that laptop for hours on end, binge watching whatever they latest show was. You were so focused on your laptop, that you hardly noticed when Nat walked down the stairs.

She took her spot next to you on the couch. You only noticed her once she had sat down. You takes your hands through your hair, and expelled the breath in your lungs.

"Hey, what's up? I know that sigh." She questioned.

"Just this work thing, the guys haven't touched the thing, and the deadline is in 2 days. So on top of my own work, I have to finish and supervise the work of 2 complete morons." You blurt. "I'm sorry, I didn't even ask about your game. How was it?"

Nat looks over to you, that goofy grin on her face. "The game was good, we lost. I guess that's what happens when our good luck charm doesn't show." She's joking, but you can't help but feel a little guilty for having to miss her game.

"I'm sorry babe, I wish i could have been there."

You save your files, and shit your laptop. You'd take a break for a little while. The laptop is shoved aside as you crawl into Nat's lap. You sling your arms around the back of her neck, your fingers playing with the hair on the nape of her neck.

She smiles at you before leaning in. This was always how it started. She started slow, and you followed her lead. After all- you were new to this, and she knew a great deal more about these things than you did. As the kiss went on, you became more desperate.

You'd never been with anybody this way before, but Nat made you feel things you'd never felt before. You were worked up from just a little kissing. You attempt to change the direction of the kiss, from soft sweet kisses, to hungrier and dirtier ones.

She smirks as you take charge, eventually moving on from her mouth, and down her chin and neck. You kiss around for a while, not even noticing your hips, which began to buck themselves into Nat's lap.

She giggles when she notices it. "All worked up just from some kissing baby? What's gotten into you?" She jests.

You whine into her neck, your face heating up with embarrassment. You reluctantly move yourself off her lap, and onto the floor between her legs.

"Hey, you didn't have to move, it was fine, I was just teasing." She says.

You look up at her through hooded eyes, and start to remove her shorts. You tug them all the way down, leaving her on her underwear (i'm sorry i refuse to call them panties).

"Can I?" You ask, knowing that question never fails to get you going, and hoping it does the same for her.

All she does is nod weakly, along with a little whisper that's released from her throat when your fingers reach the band and brush her sensitive stomach. Your fingers play with the little ribbon on the front of them, while your mouth goes to work on her thighs. You had no idea what you were doing, you just tried your best to copy the things she had done to you.

Your mouth leaves wet open mouthed kisses along her inner thighs, and as you move up towards where she wants you, she begins to squirm. You grin to yourself in triumph. She eventually gets impatient, and removes her underwear herself.

Your jaw drops at the sight. She was soaked. All because of you.

You dive in (literally) like it's your last meal. Nat's hands instantly go to your hair, guiding you. You start with little strokes of your tongue, avoiding her clit, wanting to tease her just a little longer. She tasted heavenly. You'd tasted her before, from her own fingers, but this was so much better.

Eventually, you get bored with the teasing, and give her the pressure she had been desiring from you. Your tongue moves in an 8 motion, just like she did to you. She obviously liked it, considering the response you received. She grabbed your hair and brought you closer to her, your scalp tingling, but only intensifying your pleasure.

"God- Fuck y/n that's so good. Just like how I do it." She let out between moans and whines. Her eyes barley left yours, only to shut or roll back.

You had always found her voice attractive. But right now? You could come just from her voice praising you between the sounds she made because of you.

"Rub your clit baby, I want you to come with me. God yah just like that. Do the same to yourslef, come on baby."

You rubbed yourself in the same pattern as your tongue moved. You could tell she was getting close. You moved your tongue down to tease her entrance. She let out a nearly pathetic moan when you tested her entrance with your tongue.

"Oh my god. You're doing so good. You're doing such a good job babe, I'm almost there. Come with me baby. Come on, keep rubbing your clit like that, yah. Fuck-"

Her entrance spasamed around your touch, the same way yours did around her fingers when you were on the edge. You brought your uncocuppied hand to her clit, and began to apply pressure again. That was all it took.

Her legs shook as her orgasm crashed over her. Yours did as well, and you struggles to keep your hands and tongue working, but you were determined to help her ride out her high as you did your own.

Your movements got sloppy, but they did the job. Nat looked down at you from her place on the couch, her bangs stuck to her forehead with sweat, and a post orgasm glow making her appear like a goddess.

You grinned up at her, not able to say much of anything, your heads still in the clouds.

"Oh babe, you have got to do that more often. That was amazing." She praised.

You let your head rest against her thigh as she stroked your her with her fingers. You wished you could stay like that forever.

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l0tt1emy · 2 months

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Transmasc!Shauna x f!reader

Warnings: SMUT, transmasc!shauna, daddy kink, shauna takes advantage of the reader, very quick overstimulation, shauna is arrogant and doesn't care about being huge! small text and I probably forgot something, p in v, It's just a short drabble to get this thought out of my head, sorry, not sorry

a/n: I didn't like this, I just wrote it because I was thinking about it a lot :// this is very short

Shauna knew he was wrong, he didn't control his dreams and having a wet dream with you swallowing all his cum without complaining made him hard, but you couldn't blame him, you hadn't had sex for so long because of your legs that they were hurt and you couldn't move that he wanted to pick you up just so he could feel your walls, and you wouldn't be able to complain or get him off of you

He looks to the side and sees you sleeping peacefully, with just one of his t-shirts on and you're also only wearing panties, he wouldn't be able to resist, it hurt so much, and every time he looked at your lips he felt even more excited.

He crawls over to you and grabs you gently, placing his dick between your thighs and sighing when he sees you move "m-I'm sorry...I can't do it" he murmurs quietly and starts to move, squeezing your belly to hold on the moans that planned to come

He stays like that for a few minutes but he can't, he can't reach the limit like that...so he gently slides his hands to your pussy and presses firmly on your clit "I'm sorry, you'll like it, I promise" he whispers in your ear and when he sees you move and moan in frustration he kisses your neck

he feels you start to get wet and continues rubbing, spreading his excitement throughout all your folds while he silences you by whispering in your ear "s-shauna what...what are you doing" you murmur and moan softly

"you need preparation to be able to handle all my size" he murmurs and gives an arrogant smile "s-shauna..don't..stop..I won't be able to" "you will" he cuts

you remain silent as you bite your lip "that...now.." you feel him taking off your panties and the cold air causes a shiver "will you be quiet for daddy?.." then you nod and put it on your face in the crook of his neck and when you feel the tip of it you already want to give up, you squeeze his arms and he kisses your neck "wait... just a little more, can you do this for me princess?" " and you wanted to deny it, tell him to go to sleep and stop using you but, you needed to be filled, you needed to feel him inside you, at the end of the day you were a whore for shauna and he knew it

silence fills the air and he gives another arrogant smile and shoves everything in at once making you scream unconsciously "it hurts...it hurts..." and you feel hot tears welling up in your eyes, he just kisses your cheek "it'll be over soon , this always happens" you feel full with him inside you and it starts to get uncomfortable with him standing still "just move..please.." you murmur into his neck and both of his hands go to grab your waist and steady you , going slowly because of your legs

shauna starts to move faster while holding you in his arms, with each thrust he gave you moaned and started to cry, but it wasn't from pain, and shauna knew it "y-do you like this? god..you're a slut ..you told me to stop but now you're rubbing against me and dripping like a whore.." he puts his hands under your shirt and wraps his fingers around one of your nipples, his hands were freezing and it brought It felt good, so when he felt your nipples get hard he put his head under your shirt and stuck one in your mouth, making you moan and whimper, placing your hand on his head, trying impossibly to push his head closer to yours. "s-shauna...good...very good...daddy don't stop" breasts and he wasn't even thinking about stopping

the more you moaned the more he knew you were close "don't cum until I say yes?..." and you started to whimper and shake your head in denial "no no no no...please I need this... i-i-I need to cum" the tears flow but it's no use, he doesn't give you permission and keeps hitting you until he feels close, then he lifts his head from your breasts and sloppily kisses your neck, leaving marks that certainly wouldn't be possible hidden and lowers one of his hands to her pussy which was dripping and starts to move his fingers on her pulsating and bright red clitoris which was in urgent need of attention. He reaches your ear and whispers "it's okay...you can cum now, cum together with daddy, I caught you hm?"

you nod desperately as you feel yourself reaching the limit, the combination of shauna's cock pushing into your cervix, him kissing your neck and whispering that you could cum made you come hard, but even then he wouldn't stop, he would only stop when had cum "daddy...it hurts...m-a lot...it's a lot" and he kisses you. silencing you as you squirm and it only ends when you finally feel the thick lines of cum inside you and him whispering that it was already over

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saberlight1 · 11 months

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dazed love — natalie scatorccio

pairing: natalie scatorccio x fem!reader

warnings: NSFW, 18+, includes smut, marijuana usage, high sex, oral (reader receiving), mentions of a choking kink, Y/N usage, switch!nat, standard yellow jackets warnings.

(requested by: @lottiematthewz)

authors note: okay i will admit i got quite carried away with this one… my apologies. i wrote this while being high and listening to novacane by frank ocean, so possibly loosely based on that song. anyways i absolutely love nat and this request got me so excited i swear. hope u enjoy!

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You looked up at her from your spot in her lap. Her blonde hair hung over her eyes, the same eyes that were low with a red tent, and her lips.. the plush, pinkish lips that you adored so much. They were puffy from your feverish kisses, and now from the joint you were currently sharing. You cherished these moments that you got with Nat. It wasn’t often when it was just you and her, but when it was, God, it was freeing.

She looked so beautiful like this, you thought. A soft blush still tented her cheeks from the passionate kisses you two shared only minutes ago, and you relished in every moment of it.

You would always appreciate these small moments you got with her. Natalie was such a beautiful soul, she always had been. She was only dimmed by the bad things that happened in her life, things she didn’t deserve to happen to her.

But that’s life, it was cruel and unfair. But it gave you the chance to spend it loving her, slowly healing her with your heart, and you thanked it for it.

“Here, creeper.” She teased, softly tapping your shoulder, passing the joint, breaking you out of the trance her beauty had put you in.

You only smiled, taking her spare hand to mess around with her rings. “What? I can’t look at my pretty girlfriend?”

She smiled back. “Shut up.”

You took a hit of the joint. “Mhm. You love it.”

She only hummed happily, her fingers now running through your hair as you continued to puff on the joint. She expressed her love through touch and actions, one of the things you admired most about her. You took one final hit of it, keeping the smoke in your mouth before leaning up, capturing Natalie’s lips with yours, and softly blowing the smoke in between her plush lips.

Her eyes opened in surprise when she realized what you were doing, staring into yours. She inhaled the smoke before blowing it in your face, as you bit your lip in response. You held the joint up to her lips, urging her to take a hit. When she did, you leaned over to put the half smoked joint out, and before you could even put it down, Nat cupped your cheeks, bringing your lips back to hers in a haze.

You hummed into her mouth, going to straddle her waist, the kiss filled with love and passion. You swiped you tongue against her bottom lip, asking for entry. But, you knew it wouldn’t be that simple. Hell, you were even lucky you were on top right now. She opened her eyes, digging her nails into your hips, causing you to gasp against her lips. She took this opportunity to explore your mouth with her tongue, as you rolled your eyes.

Your tongues fit together like puzzle pieces, as you began to grow needier, your hips subconsciously beginning to grind against hers.

She pulled away from you with a smirk. “Eager, aren’t you?”

Your eyes travelled her face, the weed making you want her even more. “God, you look so fucking beautiful right now.”

Her eyes melted, looking at you with pure adoration. Your lips chased hers once more, and she kissed you hard this time, making you moan into her mouth. Her hands squeezed your waist, signaling for you to lean back. She helped you lay down, her lips never leaving yours.

She pulled back from you, hovering above you. Her arms were beside your head, while your hands cupped her jaw.

You both stared into each other’s eyes, both of your pupils blown out from the weed and the pure lust of wanting each other. You were silently thankful that you two called dibs on the attic for tonight. You both continued to admire each other, the pair of you lost in the other’s beauty.

She leaned down, capturing your lips in one more, hard, feverish kiss before she pulled away, leaning your head up with her other hand as she began to attack your jaw and neck with open-mouthed kisses, causing you to get weak in the knees.

Your hands went into her hair, tugging softly, as your leg hooked around her waist.

“Fuck, Nat.” You panted.

She pulled back, before shoving her knee in between your legs, sending heat to your already throbbing core, making you whimper quietly. “Yeah? You like that?”

“Fuck yeah,” You whispered.

She only smirked, going back to kiss your lips, as she began to grind her knee into your core, causing your moans to get gradually louder. Your hands moved down her torso, going to the hem of her shirt and tugging.

She pulled back shortly to pull it over her head, revealing her red bra, the one you loved so much. She then pulled you up to take yours off, leaving you both in shorts and bras. She grabbed you by your neck softly, bringing your lips back together. This action only turned you on even more, a small whine leaving your mouth.

“Shit, you liked that, didn’t you?” She pulled away from your lips, a teasing smile on her beautiful features.

You turned red. “…Maybe.” You didn’t give her any time to react before smashing your lips back onto hers.

You loved the feeling of her soft lips against yours, and she knew this, and she knew exactly how to make you fold. She knew your body probably better than you did, and God, did you love that. Her grip on your throat tightened, not enough to hurt but enough to only further arouse you.

“Mm, fuck.” She muttered against your lips, her deep, raspy voice making you whimper once more. She smirked against your lips, her hands trailing up to your breasts, squeezing them softly. You arched your back against her hands, while your hands cupped her cheeks harshly.

She took this opportunity to effortlessly unclasp your bra, pulling it off of your arms and throwing it across the room. Her lips were immediately kissing down your neck reaching your boobs within seconds, she left soft kisses around your nipple, you throwing your head back in pleasure. Her lips closed around the soft nub, her eyes trailing up to meet yours, while her other hand got to work on your other boob, rolling the nub between her fingers.

“Mm, shit, Nat.” You moaned, as she switched her mouth to the other one, making your head spin. You reached up, unclasping her bra as well, the blonde throwing it off, pulling down her shorts as well quickly before returning to your body, leaving her in her panties only. Your hands found her boobs quickly, squeezing. The blonde girl above you moaned quietly.

She began to kiss down your body, until she was laying on her stomach, her head hovering above your core, her fingers ghosting over your waistband. She looked up, her eyes meeting yours.

“Can I?” She asked, softly.

You nodded. “Please.”

She smiled at you softly, leaving one last kiss on your stomach, before pulling down your shorts and panties, your dripping core finally exposed. Her lips parted when her eyes connected with your pussy, as she began chuckling softly.

“This wet from just kissing? Damn, baby.” She teased.

“Oh, shut up.” You rolled your eyes, smiling.

She shrugged. “Fine. I’ll shut up.”

And you opened your mouth to reply, but you were cut off by Natalie attaching her lips to your aching clit, sucking softly. She pulled your thighs to rest on her shoulders, giving her more space.

You threw your head back, muttering her name as your fingers immediately went to her hair, keeping you grounded.

She groaned against your core, sending vibrations up your body. “God, you taste so good.”

“Fuck,” You panted, palming your tits as your legs shook in pleasure.

She reached one hand up, trailing it up your stomach before grabbing your hand, interlacing your fingers and resting them together as she continued to devour you.

Her other hand reached down to your entrance, teasing your hole softly. You cried out, squeezing her hand.

“Please, Nat.” You whispered.

She kissed your inner thigh softly before inserting one finger inside of you, thrusting slowly. She kept a slow pace before eventually speeding up, all while you moaned her name over and over again like a prayer.

She then snuck another finger inside of you, curling both of them, making you see stars. The breathy gasps and moans that left your mouth were music to her ears, only urging her to go faster. When Natalie wanted something, she got it, and she was determined.

You clenched around her, the cord in your stomach only tightening, and she knew you were close. Your moans were getting louder, you continued to chant her name.

“Mm, you gonna come for me?” She grumbled against your clit, still leaving small kisses on it.

“Fuck— Yes, Natalie. Faster, please.” You moaned out, the pleasure becoming overwhelming. Natalie only sped her movements up, coaxing you to a release. You opened your eyes, looking down at the blonde who was currently eating you like a woman starved, which technically she was.

In the soft candlelight, she looked so beautiful to you. Her eyes met yours with a imitating gaze, her hand squeezing yours.

Her soft bluish, greenish eyes bored into yours. “I love you,” She whispered against your clit. And with one more curl of her fingers along with a harsh suck to your clit, your back arched slowly while you let the euphoria wash over you.

You let out a soft yell of her name, throwing your head back as the cord in your belly finally snapped, a white static feeling flowing through your veins. You were in a state of ecstasy, while Natalie wasted no time in lapping up your juices, taking everything you had to offer.

She continued to do this until your legs began to shake, the overstimulation taking over as you came down from your high.

“Hey, baby.” She whispered, crawling back up your body. “You did so good for me,” She kissed your jaw gently.

You hummed in response, your eyes fluttering shut as you enjoyed her embrace. “I love you, Nat.”

She giggled quietly, pulling back to suck on the fingers that were inside you just moments ago, groaning at the taste. “I love you more, Y/N.”

“Never,” You whispered back, your eyes opening to find that she had prepared a wet rag, cleaning you up before laying down next to you with the forgotten joint in between her fingers.

She reached over, handing you your shirt as she put hers over her head, you doing the same. After you two got comfortable, she pulled you into her arms, lighting the joint up once more.

She sighed, happily, turning on her side to face you. “Thank you.”

“For what?” You asked, your fingers drawing shapes on her hip.

“For just… I dunno, letting me be me.” She slowly said, still puffing on the joint. “You just.. When I’m with you, it feels like I don’t have to pretend. I can just be me without judgement.”

You smiled, your hand coming up to cup her jaw. “Of course. I wouldn’t want it any other way, Nat. I love you for you. I always have.”

She passed you the joint before pulling you in for one final heated kiss, and you kissed her back, hard and deep.

Yeah… you could get used to this. She was the one good thing about being stranded in the middle of the Wilderness. She had always been your anchor, now more than ever.

And you had never felt more grateful.

You continued to hit the joint before you slowly climbed onto her, straddling her waist for the second time that night. Her hands came to rest on where your hips and thighs met, a smile on her lips. “What’re you doing now?”

You only laughed. “Oh, you didn’t think this was over, did you? No, no. It’s your turn, baby.”

She laughed with you, excitement and butterflies both erupting in her stomach and she knew it was gonna be a long night, but she didn’t care as long as it was with you.

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dearbraus · 8 months

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. ☆ ͡ ݂ The Antler Queen’s Reverie

Feat. Natalie Scatorccio

⊹ Details. 18+ only minors dni, dni if you’re not sapphic, afab reader, canon divergence, set in the wilderness at s2 finale, cheating (emotional and physical in nat and travis' relationship), discussions of cannibalism, allusion’s to cannibalism, mentions of canon character death, allusions to compulsory heterosexuality, blood consumption, biting (til it bleeds), reader is described as being able to have viable bruises, reader is described as having fingers carded in their hair, making out, scissoring, love as consumption. ⊹ Runtime. 4.5k ⊹ Note. Natalie is canonically eighteen by the season two ending and her actress is nearly twenty-three, peace and love she is above age, don’t like don’t read! If you do read I hope you enjoy <3

Travis sleeps in front of the dying hearth, warmed by the still hot embers and the feeling of a full belly. It’s pleasantly lavish, even when his back will inevitably grow frigid with goosebumps beneath the thick plaid blanket that covers him because he is assuaged. It’ll last him the next few days, perhaps even a week if he’s lucky, before they’ll have to tap into their reserves and Travis will be reminded of why his plate is filled with more than belt-soaked soup. For now, he rests easily, for the first time in the ten months they’ve been trapped. Sleep comes to him before his head even reaches the lumpy pillow that used to be Laura Lee’s– it no longer smells of the vanilla perfume she wore until the day she died, only Lottie missed the scent or even noticed.

Natalie sleeps comfortably in Dead Cabin Guy's bed, nestled behind a shoddily built pine wood door. Coach Scott has disappeared but no one voiced concern if they had any left for the man. Nat takes the opportunity to relish the modicum of privacy the room provides. If Shauna could hole herself up in the attic the moment Lottie was well enough to lay with her acolytes, then Natalie could give her body the much-needed reprieve and sleep somewhere either than the uneven floorboards of the cabin.

It’s quiet, too quiet without Van’s snoring, the crackling fire, and the sounds of creaking wood as Mari tosses and turns to get comfortable. The Wilderness was already suffocatingly silent, in the warm months it wasn’t so bad. The woods were alive, the June bugs buzzed and the trees swayed in the breeze. It was easy then to pretend the sounds of wildlife were no different from the constant thrum of the trailer park she lived in a lifetime ago. She’d learn that in the winter months, the mountains of snow that blanketed the greenery shut everything else out. They could yell but their voices would bounce back at them and be swallowed up just as quickly as it was uttered.

Natalie found herself staring up at the thick wooden slats that made up the roof, eyes heavy and wet with unshed tears. There was nothing to distract her idle mind as it replayed the events of the day. They looped in her mind like a broken VHS tape. Jackie’s necklace burned against the column of her throat but she couldn’t bring herself to take it off, it wouldn’t make her forget the feeling of a dull blade pressed against her skin by shaky hands or the way bitter wind whipped across her cheeks as she ran.

The worst part, the thing that kept her mind racing and her body unable to settle into a restful sleep was her lack of regret. Guilt didn’t eat away at her stomach the way it was supposed to. When she thought of the fear that filled Coach Ben’s eyes and how his expression crumbled when she confessed her sins to him, Natalie felt nothing. She should have felt sick, she should have been consumed with such grief that it killed her but Natalie felt nothing of the sort. The tears that sat idle in her eyes weren’t for Javi but they should have been. They were for her.

Her head snapped towards the door, the sound of the floorboards groaning under the weight of someone made her heart race more than it should. In the dim light that bled through the thin space between the door and the floor, Natalie could see a pair of feet. They hovered nervously, shuffling around without any real intention of coming in.

Natalie learned at a young age to tiptoe and glide around without making a sound. It was better to make herself invisible than to risk the wrath of her father who more often than not was in some drunken stupor. Whoever is behind the door doesn’t scuttle away as she approaches until Natalie tears the door open and a shrill gasp fills the otherwise silent cabin.

It’s you.

Your lips settle into an apologetic smile, backlit by the warm glow of the dwindling fire you look angelic. The comforting blend of oranges and yellow that danced across your skin could have made Natalie forget how terrified she was when you looked at her like a starved lion gazes upon a gazelle.

Ten months ago you and Natalie were best friends. In definition and in the eyes of the team. Natalie never had a best friend, Kevyn was the closest she’d ever come but it was different than when she was with you. Now, Natalie wasn’t sure.

That was in the before.

Before the crash, before they feasted upon human flesh, before they had become grievous creatures who ceaselessly craved.

Natalie whispers your name, her neck craning to peer over your shoulder. The group rests well. Their chests rise and fall evenly from beneath their fur pelts and moth-bitten blankets. Lottie manages a peaceful expression despite the bruises and scabs that still mar her skin.

“Is something wrong?” Natalie asks, her frostbitten hands wringing together nervously.

You avoid her inquisitive eyes, your chin bashfully pressing against your chest, “Can I come in?” You question, the tip of your worn sneakers dig into the floor as you nervously twist your foot back and forth.

She wordlessly steps back, her arm extending outward to usher you forward. The muscles in her legs ache the longer she stands and her chest still hurts but it doesn’t take all of her energy to move like it did the day before. You follow her timidly, the door clicking shut behind you.

The sparse amount of moonlight let in by the tiny window obscures your face from Natalie but she can see you holding something out to her.

“I thought you might be cold,” you whisper, it’s a blanket, the one you had brought with you from home, “Since the door was closed and there’s no fire pit in here.”

Your sincerity was startling. Natalie’s chest clenched and another round of tears threatened to spill past her eyes. She was never one to cry and never this often but she hated how small she felt.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you.”

Daring to step closer, you press your blanket against Natalie’s chest, silently willing her to take it from you. She stands numb before you, her hands hung limply by her sides, “Won’t you be cold?” Her voice comes out louder than she intends for it to and she cringes at the sound.

You wordlessly shrug your shoulders. The clothing you packed wasn’t made for the Canadian winter but for the Seattle spring. The thin leggings you wore beneath your soccer shorts weren’t enough to stave off the chill, neither were the leg warmers you made out of Jackie’s shirt. You’d get sick if you went to sleep with nothing but the others body heat and hearth to keep you warm.

“I’ll be fine, I have others,” you say as you go to grab one of her hands.

Your touch burns but it’s not unpleasant. It’s the sort of simmering heat she wishes she felt when Travis took her hand in his earlier than night but, Natalie would chalk it up to being too buzzed on adrenaline to feel anything other than her heart rattling her rib cage. She expects you to shove the blanket into her outstretched fingers and scurry back to bed. You don’t leave, instead, you thread your fingers into hers. The gesture is tender, ten months ago she might have scoffed and asked if you were starting to get soft on her. Now Natalie just stared haplessly at you, torn between running away and tugging you closer.

It’d be nice to be held, sleep wasn’t coming to her. None of this felt real, her new position or their fealty towards her. Would she not be cast aside just as Lottie had should one of the others rise up as she had? When rations ran out like they always did they’d hunt again, she could just as easily become the prey once more. Her heart raced erratically at the thought but she couldn’t seek the comfort she craved from Travis, not when it was her fault that Javi was flayed to be feasted upon.

“Nat?”

Natalie blinks blankly, her focus snapping back to you, “Sorry,” she quickly muttered, grabbing the spare blanket from your hands, “Uhm, thanks for this.”

“Are you okay, Nat?”

It is a stupid question and you know it. You were not so far removed from societal convention to be deluded that placing a crown atop Natalie’s head soothed the pain that made a home in the soft spaces between her bones. No one had asked her how she felt, if she was unharmed, they were too ravenous to think of anything other than the desperate gnawing that twisted their stomachs inside out. She couldn’t blame them, the prospect of flesh ground beneath her molars had Natalie salivating.

Shrugging her shoulders, Natalie turned to her bed. It was rather small and lumpy, one of the springs poked through the surface of the mattress but it was big enough that the two of you could lay down together comfortably.

“I’m fine,” she croaks, brushing a few strands of her brittle hair away from her face, “But, do you think you could lay down with me? It’s too quiet in here, I can’t sleep.”

This was not a moment of weakness, Natalie never needed anyone before and she never would. It was simply a test, one to see just how devout Lottie’s acolytes would be to their new queen. That was how Natalie rationalized the unwanted tug of loneliness that pulled her toward you.

You appeared surprised, but you quickly masked your shock with a quick nod of your head, “Of course I can,” you smiled warmly at her like this was some sort of sleepover and not a death sentence, “Honestly I never understood how Tai and Shauna could sleep in the attic, being alone like that is … unnerving.”

Swinging her arm toward the bed, Natalie wordlessly gestures for you to slide between the sheets before she can change her mind and cast you from her space. You lay on your side with your back pressed against the wall. It’s an oddly familiar scene one that made her belly churn. If Natalie closed her eyes she could pretend that the two of you were sharing a bed at an overnight game like you had a dozen times before.

Your arm loops loosely over her stomach when she sinks into the mattress beside you, the willowy curve of her hips fits snuggly into your pelvis. She can feel your chest softly rise and fall and soon her own falls in time with it. The intimacy of it all makes her skin itch

“Travis doesn’t deserve you,” the words are whispered just as Natalie’s eyes had grown heavy with sleep, the syllables are formed against the curve of her ear. “He never has.”

Your confession is filled with irony and is beyond laughable. He had been the one to blindside the group in the hopes of giving Natalie a chance to survive while you had held the knife. First to Travis’ throat and then to hers as you joined the others in the hunt across the glacial hellscape that was the Wilderness. If there was undeserving of having her in their presence, it was you, so deceiving in your docile demeanour and soft-spoken words, ever so eager to appease whomever was in charge to cover your hide in times of stress with false loyalties.

Natalie remains silent, pretending to be lost in the throes of slumber as you continue on, “If was unfair of him to grow so angry with you for trying to spear his feelings after Javi disappeared,” you grumbled, “There is no way he should have survived for so long out there in the cold, all on his own.”

Bile lined the length of her throat, her stomach churning.

“You were only trying to help and what does he do? Turn to Lottie … I even heard him saying her name in his sleep.”

A spattering of goosebumps rises on Natalie’s skin when you nuzzle the frigid tip of your nose into her neck, your arms tightening around her middle.

Misplaced blame continued to fracture and splinter any semblance of trust that bound the group to one another. Natalie should not have felt the hot, shameful burn of envy ripple through her at her words, Travis was grieving as he continued to lose piece after piece of his soul but she did. Jealously stewed in her gut and bled out her pores.

She and Travis were tied together by the shared pain of lousy fathers. useless mothers, and circumstance. What was stopping him from moving on to Lottie, she played no part in his brother's death. He’d done it once before at doomcoming with Jackie when sex with bullies over a lifetime ago was the biggest betrayal he’d ever experienced.

“You might be right,” Natalie said with a morose laugh, “But, there aren’t many options in the middle of fucking nowhere.”

It felt good to speak of him as if he were only a warm body that kept her well satisfied in the dark of night, a quick dig to hit him where it hurt while he was sound asleep in the other room, defenceless. Turning to lay on the flat of her back, Natalie squinted to read the pensive expression you wore.

“There are far more than you think.”

“Who, you?” She joked, nervously swallowing.

You looked as serious as you did when you were studying for the SATs, biting the team's head off every time they tried to get you to take a break. Granted, Taissa was annoyed you were distracted during games and Jackie was trying to keep the peace but still, Natalie had never seen you more serious until now.

Natalie forced out a laugh as if that would diffuse the growing tension that turned the air sticky. Your gaze remained trained on her visage, your lips pressed into a thin line, “Why not,” you whisper, your tongue darting out to wet your lips, “I could treat you better than Travis could.”

Her mouth grows dry, and too many buried feelings threaten to unearth themselves at the prospect of entertaining what you are suggesting. Back home, there were rumours like in any high school that surrounded the girl's soccer team. It’s why Jackie kept getting back together with Jeff even after she swore she was finished with him. Natalie tried to suppress it, she didn’t need to give the Wiskayok high any further ammunition to torment her with but it lingered there like a dark-figured to taunt her during sleepovers with the team or when they got drunk and decided to play kissing games because it meant nothing.

Natalie never partook. She flipped them off and staggered off for a smoke in the hopes of quelling the strange feeling that compressed her chest. You always looked a bit disappointed when she refused to have “fun” with the group.

“Yeah, right,” Natalie said, her voice strained, “Your longest relationship was back in middle school and you guys lasted a week.”

“You’re being mean,” you whisper with a pout.

Natalie always knew where to hit you where it hurt most.

“And you’re being stupid.”

She tried not to look at your lips, they were inviting. Though you hadn’t said anything else, she could feel some telepathic pull toward you. She could do it, kiss you that is. They were going to die out there, any lingering tendrils of hope had long since been extinguished. There was no reason why Natalie couldn’t kiss you just this once to satiate her curiosity before you both eventually met your demise.

However, it would not have been as lovely as it would have been if Natalie let you kiss her last winter at Lottie’s eighteenth birthday party. You had been hanging off her side most of the evening after pounding back one too many shots with the birthday girl. Natalie didn’t mind babysitting you, she hadn’t been in the mood to party that night and you could at least hold your liquor well enough that she wouldn’t have to hold your hair back with you spewed chunks all over the Matthews' pristine rose printed carpet like Akilah did at the last rager.

You asked Natalie to kiss you on the back porch between puffs of the cigarette you bummed off her. She might have done it too had Laura Lee not ushered the two of you back inside, rattling on and on about how you were bound to get sick before the next game if you didn’t warm up. Natalie thought about that night a lot before burying it away lest she become haunted by it. You smelt of strawberries like you always did and she wondered if you’d taste like them too.

“What’s so stupid about having feelings for another person?” You asked as if you weren’t encroaching into dangerous territory, like Travis was nothing but a distant memory, “Or wanting to act on them so we can die with no regrets.”

There was something refreshing in knowing Natalie wasn’t alone in her line of thinking but that must have been why the two of you bonded all the way back in freshmen year.

“We’re gonna die out here and I’ve made my peace with that but I don’t want to die a virgin like some loser when I know you don’t love Travis.”

The conviction in your voice makes Natalie shrink beneath the blankets. Maybe she didn’t love Travis and maybe she had never known what love truly felt like but that didn’t mean anything. High school sweethearts were destined to crash and burn like their plane had. Natalie could only imagine what would transpire between her and Travis the longer they wrapped their veins together– nothing good, nothing good ever blossomed where Natalie was concerned.

Placing your hand on Natalie’s cheek, you turned her face toward yours, “So don’t settle because you’re afraid,” you whispered as you leaned closer, “There’s nothing out here to stop us from indulging in everything we couldn’t have out there.”

The Wilderness chose Natalie, it chose her as the next leader and now it presented you, ripe on a silver platter with skin so juicy you’d burst if she took a bite. It’d but rude to deny it now, wouldn’t it?

Your touch was gentle and surprisingly warm. It felt far better than anything she had previously experienced. Natalie felt herself being drawn closer to you, her lips just barely grazing against yours. Her breath fans across your mouth for a short second before she captures your lips in a kiss. It wasn’t anything spectacular or radically different from all the other times she had kissed someone but Natalie didn’t feel this odd twinge of shame after it was over like she usually did.

Her hazel eyes studied you for a moment afterward, trailing over the rounded curve your mouth sat in and the crinkle that grew between your furrowed brows. She wondered if it was disappointing, the kiss you’d spent a year waiting for. But, she wasn’t able to ruminate for too long before you were rolling on top of Natalie and cupping her face between your frost-bitten hands. The chapped, crackled skin of her lips splintered open when you nipped at her bottom lip. The heady, metallic taste of blood dabbled upon your tongue stirred a pleasured moan that travelled up your throat to spill against Natalie’s mouth. Natalie burned with mortification as she swallowed up the wanton sounds that leaked from your lips. When you licked your tongue into her mouth, she could taste it too and she liked it.

It satiated the relentless hunger that gnawed at her insides most days. Regrettably, she still felt it even after their feast hours earlier but the longer you pushed the taste of her ichor around with fevered kisses the less starved she was. Natalie knotted her hands into your hair, further tangling the dulled and dried strands as she fervently chased that pleasantly full feeling she’d never felt before. Her thighs slipped open to allow your hips to slot between them.

“I’m so fucking hungry,” you rasped into her mouth, your nose pressing against her jugular, “You’ll let me eat you, won’t you?”

The innuendo isn’t lost on Natalie and tomorrow she might have laughed, once the head-splitting need for flesh subsided. Your canines sunk into the thin skin of her throat, a dangerous gesture that sent a rush of adrenaline through her. Natalie let out a raspy moan, roughly tugging on your hair as you laved your tongue over the hot, pulsing teeth mark you left.

Shaking her head at your suggestion, Natalie muttered a quick, “No.”

Your disappointed whine was stifled by her bringing your mouth up to hers. There was something else that rattled around Natalie’s mind, the image had been seared into her head for months before she was able to banish it from the forefront. She’d seen it once whilst coming down from her high with Kevyn. One of his friends queued up some cheesy porno from the ‘80s that was just so outrageous he had to show everyone so they could all point and laugh. Natalie didn’t, she left after twenty minutes when her limbs had begun to work once more, the image of two women’s limbs tangled together replaying over and over again as she walked all the way across town to the trailer park where she lived.

Neither of you should have been stripping down but Natalie tugs off your pants to placate your impatience, intent on replicating that scene. The frigid winter air that seeps into the cabin nips at your bare skin and you shiver in her embrace. Natalie strips you until you’re left in your frayed panties and thin, long-sleeved sleep shirt. You tear her clothing off in return, carelessly throwing them aside as if body heat was enough to fend off the eternal frost the forest had been plunged into.

“Take them off,” Natalie gruffly instructs, nodding her head at you, “And then come here, I wanna try something.”

You take her instructions well and she bitterly wishes it hadn’t taken you so long to trust her instead of drinking Lottie’s Kool-aid. The mattress dips under your weight as you kneel, the palm of your hand laying flat against your navel, just itching to inch lower. Natalie’s eyes travel past your belly button to the thatch of curls that sits just below your pelvis. Biting her lip, she swallows thickly.

Her stomach roars with hunger.

Slowly dragging her underwear down her legs, Natalie rests against the headboard, her legs spread. Your eyes widen at the sight of her bare pussy, her lips slick with arousal. Looping her hands around your waist, she tugs you to straddle her lap. The position was a bit uncomfortable at first, the lingering burn and fatigue from sprinting for the first time in months making your legs heavy like lead.

A full-body shudder wracked through you as Natalie’s warm, wet cunt pressed against yours, “Like this?” You moan, experimentally rolling your hips, “This feel good?”

You asked her in earnest, peering down at her wide eyes like a puppy waiting for its owner to praise them. Mari often looked to Lottie like that, it was oddly thrilling to see it directed at her.

“Yeah, just like that,” Natalie groaned, your name ground beneath her teeth like a slab of meat, “You could even…”

Natalie’s fingers tremble when she reaches between your bodies to spread your lips apart to expose your throbbing clit. The swampy pit of heat that swirls in her gut seeps through her body, your expression is utterly debauched and dripping with lust. She moans before you do, revelling in the obscene, squelchy sound of your cunt sliding against hers. Your pebbled nipples poke painfully through your shirt and press flush to Natalie’s as you bury your face into her shoulder.

Cursing under your breath, you keen into her skin, “You can touch me more,” you pant between laboured breaths, it's laughable how easily years of condition eroded within a measly few months, “I need you to, Nat, please.”

She obliges you with teeth and tongue mashed along the column of your throat, sucking a matching bruise into your skin. You taste of salt and soot and something earthy like pine. The layer of grime that clings to your skin shouldn’t have been as intoxicating as it was but Natalie found herself feasting on the taste of you, raw and unmasked from soaps and perfumes, she suckles down until she feels the throbbing pulse of blood that fills your carotid artery.

That pleasant, warm feeling Natalie could only ever achieve on her own crept up on her. Its unbidden presence filled her with disappointment, it’d all end too soon but she couldn’t stop the wave of pleasure that washed over her. The sharp edge and press of your nails into the skin of her biceps only fuel the tumbling cascade of her orgasm as you desperately rut your cunt against hers, both of your clits bumping into each other.

Natalie’s teeth pierce the skin of your shoulder as she cums, the taste of your blood filling her senses. She grows drunk on it, mindlessly rolling her hips into your pliant body until you cry out her name, the syllables broken by yowl-like moans. Your bodies, sticky with sweat and arousal meld into one another when the familiarity of exhaustion whips through you, the kind that leaves you lying listlessly on the cabin floor for hours on end until Mari boils water and pine needles and serves it up.

Wordlessly nuzzling your face against hers, you plant a gentle peck against Natalie's hallowed cheekbone, “Natalie I-” whatever sappy sentiment that dripped off your tongue was smothered by a more pressing question, “Do you smell smoke?”

Beneath the thick layer of sex that hung in the air was the scent of burning embers. It was far heavier than the curling puff of smoke that typically permeated the stagnant cabin air. Natalie wanted nothing more than the turn over and curl up with you, to soak in the fleeting tendrils of reverie that girls like her were never affording but something itched at the back of her mind.

It was hot, suffocatingly so even with the ever-burning hearth.

The best way to kill a yellowjacket was to scorch its home, Natalie should have known it was too good to be true. The Wilderness was revoking its blessings, smoking out the vicious wasp nest that fed on its milk and honey for far too long without thanks.

Shauna’s panicked voice carried down from the attic and feet shuffled as they awoke from their full-bellied slumbered but neither of you moved. You lay half naked and needled with shock, peering at one another in the darkness when the reminder of your situation becomes glaringly obvious.

The cushy daydream of indulging your appetites where nothing but just that, a daydream. You had to run now because it was better to be starved and alive than nothing more ashes blowing in the wind.

#yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets x you #natalie scatorccio x reader #natalie scatorccio smut #wlw smut #x reader

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flowerbxuquet · 7 months

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NSFW WARNING!!!!

what’s going on in the character ai headquarters?

#Natalie Scatorccio #natalie scatorccio x reader #yellowjackets #yellowjackets smut #Natalie Scatorccio smut

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shipmanisms · 2 months

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⋆ 𓏲 THE YELLOWJACKETS BEING JEALOUS .ᐟ

cw. swearing and some suggestive themes but not really anything too specific!!

a/n. HFHFHFHFHFFH GODDD 1 month anniversary of shipmanisms and ALREADY 176 followers 🥹 im so grateful for every single one of you, i love you all sm and thank you for supporting me sm 💓

⋆ natalie scatorccio

natalie would be so grumpy if she saw you talking with another girl or even breathing the same air as her,, she'd immediately pout and scoff and throw a snarky remark to make you pay attention to her :(

“awh, such a romantic moment” said natalie while rolling her eyes as she saw you and lottie, your best friend, talking in a hushed tone, probably 'flirting' like nat thought, when in reality you were asking lottie for advice on how to ask nat out for doomcoming . . . “you know what would be a romantic moment? this, do you wanna be my partner for the doomcoming?please?baby?” you asked out of the blue with an awkward smile, but hey! it was lottie's ideas, she was the one who told you to be yourself.

⋆ lottie matthews

she wouldn't even be mad or jealous, just confused if she saw one of the other yjs getting close to you. she'd look at you like a dumb puppy with those big ole brown eyes of hers and go like "hey, can we:(( talk:((( pls:(("

“baby, hey, what's up with you and shauna? you're spending so much time with her instead of me” lottie's sweet voice rang through your ears, and you giggled a bit at seeing her so desperate to talk to you more. hugging her and resting your head on her shoulder, you looked up at her with a smile. “jackie is shocked that she's not the one who got shauna pregnant, and she's not talking to her, so shauna asked for my help" you intertwined your fingers with lottie's, seeing her finally relax and a look of realisation cross her face.

⋆ jackie taylor

sassy loser girlfailure princess who's jealous and needs attention 24/7 or else she'll die ( she's just like me ) , of course she'll never let you go without reassurance and an explanation + an apology paragraph.

“when did you stop wanting me to be your girlfriend? how is travis more important than me now?” jackie asked frustrated as she stomped her feet a bit with her hands on her lips, looking at you impatiently. “baby.. he ate his brother's heart..” — “okay an- oh. yeah, i remember now, okay! i love you then, tell me if you need help with comforting him” she smiled and pecked your lips.

⋆ shauna shipman

jealous shauna is your worst enemy, she wouldn't even talk, she'd just bottle up all of her jealousy until she finally snaps.

seeing you hugging with van was what made shauna lose her temper, she tried to keep her calm, seeing you and van everywhere with each other, talking, laughing, saying inside jokes that no one understood but you two— and now hugging? storming off and grabbing you by the hand, leading you out of the cabin, you knew you were fucked. “can you tell me what the fuck is going on with van?” shauna said in an angry tone, her brown eyes intensely staring at you. "we're stranded in the wilderness..i can't be only talking to you?i have to... communicate with other people too in order to survive? besides what's up with you and taissa? running off in the woods like you're romeo and juliet or whatever bullshit you're doing there!" and it just turns into a whole argument that none of you ever apologize for, but it'll probs end up with you dead or you two cuddling together.

⋆ van palmer

jealous van is a CONFUSED van, they probably wouldn't even notice it until one night where you're all talking with each other but you don't sit next to them like you always do cause you're sitting next to natalie.

biting their lip, they anxiously took some small steps towards you. “hi baby, can we talk?" and the moment you nod and get up, they drag you in the woods and yap your ear off about the whole situation, only for you to explain that you're still very very very in love with them and that you're just getting the gossip from natalie about her and travis. "oh, okay!" and then they just smooch you all over :(

⋆ taissa turner

just like shauna, this girl is ready to fight at any moment given when she realises somebody's taking HER partner way.

“yeah, it'll be fine, you just need to focus on to who you should pass the ball to at the right moment” you adviced allie before hugging her and giving her shoulder a small pat, not knowing taissa was looking. “you'll do great, now come on, we need to go” you said before running out in the field, allie following closely and— not even an hour later, allie was on the ground, screeching in pain as her leg painfully snapped because of taissa tripping her purposefully, making you gag and cover your eyes at the sight of the blood.

as soon as practice finished, everyone gathered to talk about the incident, and of course you immediately took taissa's side even if she was in the wrong. “listen! im sure she didn't mean to, right baby?” you asked tai, but she stayed silent. “yeah see! she confirmed it!” you defended her again, even if she wasn't even trying to defend her own self. later on, as everyone left, pissed and angry at taissa and at you for picking her side, it was just you and her now.

“why'd you do it?” you asked your girlfriend, playing with the straps of her bag. “she was too close to you and i wasn't going to let her steal you from me— you're mine, and she should know that” she spat out, rolling her eyes before looking at you. “maybe you don't know it either, hm? think i may need to prove it to you” she smirked, dragging you towards the showers in no time.

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kessellluvr · 5 months

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fluff-/kinkmas - day three - NSFW / on display.

pairing: adult!nat x afab!reader

natty fucking you infront of the window of her motel >~<

warnings: 18 plus, smut, dom!nat, fingering, publix sex, she/her nat,

you and nat had an intresting relationship, she called like all the shots, you obeyed. she was a total godess to you and you could spent hours just admiring her.

you had just woken up from another rough night with her, your cunt feeling slightly sore - but you were getting used to it by now, nat wasnt one to go soft and slow on her partners. you stood by the kitchen counter, tapping your fingers on the wooden surface as you waited for your coffee to finish brewing - you sighed and didnt notice natty entering the kitchen too. she wrapped her arm around your waist - causing you to jump, she just chuckled and nuzzled your neck. "hey.. how´d you sleep?" you leant into her touch, ignoring the sound of the coffee mashine in the background "mhmm.. good." you replied and she smiled, planting some soft kisses along your neck - you knew exactly what this meant, anytime she´d start kissing your neck, she was turned on as hell. you giggled softly, feeling her hand slip under the way too big shirt you were wearing, caressing your belly before going up your golden trail. you were only in that shirt and a pair of panties, standing infront of the kitchen window and waiting for your damn coffee - but here nat was, already in the mood to claim you as hers again. her hand trailed from your stomach down to your neatly trimmed cunt, running her fingers over your clit teasingly - your eyes widened and you let out a soft whimper. "natty.." you said desperately, hands grasping to the kitchen counter as she painfully slowly shoved two fingers up your cunt "youre so fucking wet.. my god." meanwhile her fingers went in deeper, curling up, eagerly searching for your g-spot. you let out a loud moan as she grazed it - you could tell she was grinning right now, pushing her fingers up and hitting it, stealing another moan from your lips. natty now started roughly massaging your g-spot, making you moan over and over again - at this point you didnt care who might walk by and see you, all you cared about was cumming for nat. “youre such a good slut..” nat said, her voice rough with arousal. you replied with an eager nod, eyes fluttering shut now.* “you about to cum, baby?” her fingers slipped out, leaving you aching for more. “p-please.. natty more..” you plead her, braindead already and fighting to get the words out. nat gave your exposed ass a firm slap before her hand trailed back to your cunt, this time pushing three fingers inside - making you cry out as your back arched. “you take it so well for me..” your eyes rolled back in your skull, you felt your arousal drip down your folds and onto your inner thighs and onto the floor. “such good slut..” natty kept mercilessly pumping three whole fingers in and out your tight hole. “cum for me, babe. let go.” and you did, letting out a long drawn moan as you felt yourself squirting for nat - she pulled out and spun you around, getting onto her knees infront of you and taking your clit between her lips. she started sucking your swollen, sensitive bundle of nerves - eager to push you over the edge again. nat could taste your cum on her tounge, she loved it - your hands went to tangle in her hair. “n-natty..” you whimpered, biting your lip as your legs shook from overstimulation. “shush.” you complied, shutting up by clasping on of your hands over your mouth. nat kept eagerly lapping at your juice covered folds, dipping in with her sharp, pointy tounge. you felt your climax approaching once more and you didnt bother warning her - you just let go, this time creaming onto her tounge. nat gracefully swallowed it and gave your cunt one last cleaning lick before standing up and kissing your forehead.

“now you can finish your coffee, babe.” she said with a wink and sat by the table, leaving you trembling against the counter.

AN: this is not a want.. its a fucking need - MORNING SEX WITH NATTY!!!😩 did i get up at FOUR IN THE MORNING to write this and now its 7:30? yeah.. them horny mornings :>

#yellowjackets #natalie scatorccio #nat scatorccio #nat yellowjackets #natalie scatorccio smut #natalie scatorccio x reader #nat scatorccio smut #kinkmas #fluffmas

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nataliesdog · 7 months

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enemy natalie hate sex after practice...

warnings: dubcon,fingering, public sex,natalie calling herself mommy!!!,LESBIANS KISSING 👩‍❤️‍👩 ( for you HOMOPHOBES )

It wasn't weird to say that you and Natalie absolutely loathed each other. Always throwing snarky remarks at one another after you purposely tripped her and then laughed or when she would whine to Jackie about how ass you were at soccer (just so she could get your attention ), and today's soccer practice had absolutely no difference from any other practice.

"Shut up already!" you yelled at Natalie, rolling your eyes as you walked in the girls' changing room,sweat running down your face from practice.

"How about you learn how to pass the ball first and then talk?" Natalie's annoyed choice rang through the girls' changing rooms while she walked behind you,her hair in a ponytail while panting slightly.

Deciding to ignore her, you walked over to your bag, taking out your water bottle and bringing it to your lips,a few droplets running down your throat.

You felt Natalie's eyes piercing right through you,her hands sweaty as she was looking at your neck, trying to ignore how hot you looked and focus instead of how you "sucked" at the game.

"Such a loser" the bleach blonde girl smirks while saying this, looking at you eagerly to see how you'll reply and instead she's met with nothing as she watches you roll your eyes and walk away.

She felt furious,how could you act so calmly after setting her nerves on fire?how could you just ignore her?how could you not give her attention?

She stormed over to you angrily, pushing you against your locker.

"What are you doing?" You yelled, trying to get out of her grip, ignoring how she was touching you in all the right places and made your cheeks heat up.

"Stop ignoring me" Natalie replied back harshly,her hand sneaking into your panties while the other held your thigh.

You felt like you were going to faint,was this really happening?

And before you could ever process what's happening, you felt Natalie's skilled fingers rubbing your clit with a smirk,her lips quickly attaching themselves to your neck.

Moans leaving your lips as you held onto her shoulders to stabilise yourself, throwing your head back against the locker when you soon felt her enter 2 fingers inside of you.

Your eyes rolling at the back of your head as you started swearing at the fast pace of Natalie's fingers going in and out of you.

"So pretty when you shut up" Natalie says in a quiet tone that made you even wetter than you already were, curling her fingers up in a "come here" motion to hit your g-spot and by the looks of it,she did.

"found it, didn't i?" She teased, rubbing that spot with a laugh as she watched you completely fall apart under her.

"P-please let me cum" your small voice begged,tears welling up in your eyes as you were so close, clenching around her fingers, praying she wouldn't stop.

And your prayers clearly weren't heard as her fingers slowed down, teasingly taking them out of your pussy with a pop before teasing the entrace,her thumb rubbing your clit while staring down at you.

"Oh,yeah?and why do you think i should let you cum? always being so mean to me and ignoring me" Natalie mocked you,a pout on her lips that made her look so innocent,if it wasn't for her fingers absolutely ruining you.

"I'll start being nice to you, please. I'm sorry" you cried out,your hands going to Natalie's hair, tugging at it before smashing your lips on hers.

Your answer seemed to satisfy Natalie and so,her fingers entered you once again, making you gasp in her mouth, bucking your hips up slightly.

"gonna be a good girl for me,hm?gonna cum for mommy?" Natalie whispered against your lips before sucking a hickey on your neck, moving her fingers as fast as she could while also rubbing your clit.

Moans and groans spilled out of your mouth as you begged her,almost crying from the pleasure.

"it's okay love, taking my fingers so well,you can cum" were the last words you needed to hear before cumming around her fingers,a loud moan of her name escaping your lips as she continued rubbing your clit through your high before smirking and pulling out her now sticky fingers, bringing them to her mouth and sucking on them.

"i hate you" you said after catching your breath and kissing Natalie, tasting yourself on her tongue and pulling away right after.

"The feelings mutual,you fucker" the blonde said with a laugh before pausing. "Our fights should end up like this more often"

maybe,just maybe,she wasn't that bad after all.

You rolled your eyes while slapping her arm,your lips curving up into a smile. "You know what,i think you're right"

#nat scatorccio smut #yellowjackets smut #nat scatorccio x reader #nat scatorccio #natalie scatorccio x reader #natalie scatorccio #natalie scatorccio smut #yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets

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deerlottie · 2 months

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🦝— jealous

summary: nat tries to make you jealous by hanging out with travis. it backfires on her. warnings: 18+ MDNI, boot riding, bratty nat.

it’s taking everything in you not to make a scene right now. you were supposed to be hunting with nat, but she decided to take travis for some reason. you watch as he wraps his arms around her as they leave the cabin, and jealousy rears its ugly head as she doesn’t attempt to shrug it off. a sinking sensation materializes in the pit of your belly– what if he tries something with her out there? you let out an exasperated scoff, rushing to the attic ladder and climbing up before you cry in front of the girls. you slam the entrance shut, jumping in shock when you turn around and see someone by the window.

“sorry…didn’t know anyone was up here.” you apologize. –

it’s shauna, who is sitting in the window sill, writing in that journal of hers. she conceals it from you as if you could read her secrets from that far away. you walk towards her, opting to lay on one of the blankets on the floor and hide your face in your arms. “is everything okay?” shauna asks, closing up her journal and walking over to sit next to you.

“it’s nat.” you sigh. “i think she’s trying to make me jealous. with travis of all people.” you confide, turning your head towards her. you’re met with apologetic brown eyes. shauna scoots closer to you and rests her hand on your shoulder, rubbing in consolation. you melt into the touch and she smiles sweetly.

“don’t let it get to you. she’s crazy about you.” shauna reassures you. you know it’s true, you and nat are obsessed with each other but still– you can’t help but let jealousy overtake you. “nat would never cheat on you.”

“i know, i know. i just hate this feeling. why can she never tell me what’s going on with her?” you sigh, feeling annoyed with natalie. you love her, truly, but you wished she talked about her feelings with you more.

“maybe talk to her when she gets back?” shauna suggests, shrugging.

the hunting trips you and nat take usually last a little over an hour, mostly because you two were busy making out instead of hunting but it’s not your fault her lips are your favorite.

you just hope she’ll be back earlier than that.

since you had time to kill, you decided to go out and cut some wood with jackie, who is currently sitting on a log looking pretty while watching you do all the work. you roll your eyes but continue to chop some pieces up for the fire later tonight.

“you could always help you know?” you tease, smirking softly. you didn’t mind it to be completely honest, you think she’d end up chopping off a leg if she attempted to help anyway.

as you bring the axe down to the last piece of wood, you hear nat’s muffled voice announcing that she and travis are back. you instantly feel dread fill your whole body. the rest of the girls come out to help with the animal they shot and shauna gives you an encouraging nod towards nat. you suck in a breath and walk towards her. she’s already looking at you, but quickly averts her gaze when she notices you walking towards you.

“i need to talk to you.” you cross your arms.

“then talk.”

you huff and drag her by the sleeve to the shed, shutting the door behind you with force. you hear her scoff at your roughness and the fire in you ignites.

“what’s your fucking problem?” you whisper-shout, trying to keep quiet so none of the other girls goes eavesdropping.

nat rolls her eyes at you. “nothing. i don’t have a problem.”

“clearly, you do if you’re going around trying to make me jealous using travis.” you retort. how can she stand here and lie to you?!

“this is what you dragged me in here for?” nat crosses her arms and leans back against the shed wall. “bullshit. i’m not trying to make you jealous.”

you walk towards her, getting up in her face before speaking. “you can never admit you’re in the wrong, can you, natty?” you see her lips shake before they turn tight-lipped. “you could’ve just told me you needed attention from me.”

her eyes droop for a moment, and you can see a faint bob in her throat as she swallows a big gulp. suddenly, she flips your position as she pins you against the wooden wall. “you’re right. i need your attention.” nat leaves hot-mouthed kisses against your neck. “think you can give it to me now?” her hands slip under your shirt, nails racking up your sides teasingly.

you hate how easily she can switch up like this, but you’re not complaining now. you hum in agreement and bring her in for a kiss, her tongue slipping into your mouth.

“use your words, pretty girl,” she says after pulling away from the kiss. there’s playfulness dancing in her eyes as she awaits your confirmation, thumb rubbing against your lips in the meantime.

“yes. let me give it to you, please, natty?” you beg, desperation replacing any annoyance you felt towards her earlier. you grip the sides of her shirt, trying to cling to her.

“get down on your knees.”

almost immediately, you do as she says. the smirk she gives you as you look up at her makes you throb. nat brings her hand to your chin and coos. “such an obedient little thing for me.” she chuckles at your small whine.

nat steps closer, moving her right foot in front of your center. you start to shake with excitement– you know what she’s doing. you steadily bring your hand up to her leg, scooting your body until you’re sitting on her boot. you let out a needy moan as you gently start to grind against it.

“good girl. keep going.” nat praises. she unbuckles her belt and brings her jeans and underwear down to her thighs, shoving your face in her pussy. you inhale her scent before sticking out your tongue and licking a stripe up to her clit, sucking it into your mouth.

you feel her lift her boot, rubbing against your throbbing clit in just the right way. “fuck, natty.” your voice is muffled. you grip her leg tighter, feeling like a dog in heat as you hump her boot. her hand that’s tangled in your hair gets firmer as the vibrations from your moans help her get off.

“fuck…loveyouloveyouloveyou,” she repeats, voice getting whinier by the minute. “cum with me, baby.”

you decide to stick out your tongue completely and just let her grind against it– that’s all you can do right now since your brain is going all fuzzy from the feeling of her leather boot against your clothed pussy. you both orgasm at the same time, moaning each other's names as you do so.

nat pulls you back up to her height and kisses you, arms slipping around your neck. “love you so much.” she rests her forehead against yours, stroking your cheek with care. “promise i’ll get better at this whole ‘telling you my feelings’ thing.” she chuckles softly.

“love you too, natty.”

#.myworks #natalie scatorccio smut #natalie scatorccio x reader #yellowjackets x reader #nat scatorccio x reader

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