𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐩𝐭𝟐 (ladies version)
Includes links for the following ^ + the Dimitrescu
Mostly girl on girl stuff (a few of these are 3d of them) lmk if i accidentally reused something 😭
Ada [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4] [Link 5]
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Claire [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4] [Link 5]
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Ashley [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4] [Link 5]
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Jill [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4] [Link 5]
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Sheva [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4] [Link 5]
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Alcina [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] (i cant rlly find stuff that makes me think of her idk)
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Bela [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4]
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Cassandra [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4] [Link 5]
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Daniela [Link 1] [Link 2] [Link 3] [Link 4]
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Make Me Bad
(drabble)
pairings- dbf! heisenberg x fem! reader
cw- age gap (reader is in her 20s), consent isn’t established so use your imagination ig, unprotected sex, they get caught at the end ꨄ
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Your father’s garage is the place you’ve grown to know all to well. He spends 90% of his free-time there, drinking, watching his confusing sports on TV, or on rare occasion, fixing up his bike.
That’s when his good friend, Heisenberg, comes around. Though lately, it seems every time you make an appearance at your dad’s house, he’s there, even if they’re not working on anything.
He lounges on the couch, puffing from his cigar, dirty shoes hiked up on the table in front of the TV and blocking your view. Your dad cracks open a new case of beer just for him and they watch whatever’s on for hours, yapping about modern times and how different things are now.
Heisenberg hates your generation of people. Says they’re all too sensitive and cancel friendly, blames it on too much internet access. But he excludes you from that sector.
He thanks your father for raising you properly, gifting you with correct opinions especially in music, same as his. He feels like he can talk to you like one of the guys, not having to worry about offending you with something controversial that spills out of his mouth.
But he also knows you’re not one of the guys. You’re a woman. A woman he’s been dying to get his grimy hands on.
So when your dad takes off to the corner store on a beer run leaving the two of you secluded, he’s on you within minutes.
He takes you right on the couch, rushing to have his way as he knows your dad won’t be long.
With one knee on the cushion beside you, the other on the floor, he holds your leg over his shoulder stuffing his cock into your gummy walls. He may be old, but he undeniably has game.
He quiets your sweet moans with his own mouth, lips pressing forcefully against yours, teeth clashing from the roughness put into his thrusts. His scruffy facial hair irritates your skin, but you’re distracted by all the other sensations he’s giving you.
“yer gettin’ so loud sweet cheeks,” he grins into your lips, nipping and pulling away with that cocky chuckle when it makes you whimper.
He’s pretty good at keeping face, pretending like your pussy doesn’t feel that good but he’s never had better. Hasn’t even gotten laid in about a year.
“Keep squeezin’ me like that nd’ I won’t have the strength to pull out,” he groans. His movements become less methodical as his composure slips. His face contorts, brows furrowing and jaw clenching like he’s about to go overboard. “Fuck sweetheart I gotta—“
But he fails to remove himself in time, it was too tight of a squeeze for him to make it out.
His voice sounds a low, almost growl as he empties himself into you. He loses focus for a minute, feeling you pulse and throb around his girth, pulling him back in so greedily. He swears you’re gonna be the one to send him to an early grave.
That is, until the side door of the garage flies open, the man neither of you would have hoped to see, seeing you.
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